wellcome to the channel where all the adults go and cry, mainly ether parodys, or uploads of lost rodfellows content, and shitposts, all with the promise of being consistantly inconsistant.

why do i have to exist?

also known as "mr R" by my stalkers and a literal child by a man who stares blankly at a fourm for 8 hours a day, that he didnt even make, and isnt paid to moderate.