Let's be......Kevin Sessums' autopsy!

I'm the furball he got after eating one of his pies.

I’m the infected pus pockets in his jaw that gave him sepsis, and actually killed him

I'm the surgical assistant who fees utterly violated just being here.

I’m Tina Brown. I warned u bitches.

Did she die?

R6 no she's still in Paris wafting around in her cruddy jeans.

Back to the thread..... I'm the only person who can't be identified from their dental records because of my meth mouth.

I’m his rotting penis and prolapsed hole…the stench could knock the flies off a shit wagon

I'm someone going through his phone in search of a next of kin contact.

All I see are 'names' such as:

Black XXL San Diego

Vermont Fister

NYE scat

Homeless underage

Meth dude SF

I'm the last person to see him alive; 'Felch Boy 2000'

I’m the one distended, deformed nipple Sessums would pull on whilst deep throating some homeless meth addict with open sores all over his penis

I'm the crow he never swallowed.

I'm the chief surgeon, uncertain as to whether I'm swabbing Sessum's mouth or his sphincter.

They're identical in form and contents.

I'm the crusty jeans they had to cut off the cadaver.

I’m his shit skidded underwear with the yellow stains in front.

I'm the surgeon poking and prodding the body with a stick.

"This is.....this is a person? Right?!"

I'm the stoic blue light emanating out of his asshole that the pathologist prods at to find it was a dildo shaped torch.

I a DL moderator getting ready to pull the life support plug on behalf of sissy's DNR proxy

I'm the cadaver that NEEDS TO GET FUCKED RIGHT NOW!

I'm the hot young hospital porter who recognises this stiff on the gurney.

"Omg! It's that old dude from last week that kept sending me pics of his blown out hole on Grindr. His dick pics were SO faked!"

I'm his rigor mortis claws typing pretentious, faux southern-belle breathy nonsense long after Sesshie's soul has left its body to go to the big GoFundMe Scam-O-Rama headquarters in the sky.

My name is Richard G and I’m the gerbil they found trapped in Sesshie’s distended bung hole. AMA!

I'm the newly discovered STD that has no name, until now...SESSUMS VIRUS

I’m the female clothes he’s wearing, that make shesshie feel shexy!!

I’m the English riding helmet he wears whilst bicycling. He was the laughingstock of San Francisco AND Provincetown because of it, and THATS hard to do!!!

This is too mean, even for DL. Come on.

Well, R26, I guess this thread isn't for you. Luckily, there are many others.

[quote] I’m the English riding helmet he wears whilst bicycling.

Whilst? A kick in the cunt for you!

Why do all the other Sessums threads get deleted?

Does he threaten DL with lawsuits?

I'm the French mortician; "zis man, 'ee is... 'ow you say....a ravin' 'omosex-u-el'?

I'm his prolapsed anus sitting on a buoy somewhere off P'town.

R31. funny you should say that….he shit his pants on commercial street. WONDER WHY??

He probably shat at Some Like It Hot.

We need to remember to pull this thread out when the Fraus, Blacks etc complain that we only pick on them.

“Misogynoir!!! You all are only critical of black women!!!”

“Bitch! Go look at the Messy Sessy thread!”

I’m the fecal encrusted ass hairs that surround his gaping maw of a shithole.

It's only a hole...the rest prolapsed long ago somewhere on the Provincetown dock.

I’m the meth rotted tooth he’s dealing with in Paris, (trying to get his moronic followers to pay for his dental bills). Only one idiot woman bothered.

I’m Pan.

I’m his shitbreath!

I'm Julia Roberts with this grin....

I'm his Mac computer delighted he won't be doing anymore shit writing through me

I’m his pusshy, still messhy posthumously.

I'm his cruddy iPhone delighted I won't be used to take pictures of Uncle Fester wearing her thrift store finds anymore or the pictures with random strangers or his surreptitious creepy pictures of 20 something men or his diarrhea inducing 'meals'.

I'm all his "friends" on social media who will be heaving a sigh of relief we won't feel obliged to indulge the sad, deluded, old fool anymore, and will promptly delete him from our "Friends" list.

I'm the 'garret' finally free of the stink of fetid blue cheese and his diarrhea and acrid semen in tissues.