Timberman Werebear Quotes

“Brighton dabbed the side of her lip, and when he pulled his shirt away, it was smeared with crimson. Son of a mother fluffin’ biscuit eater. Matt, that dick-faced weasel-turd had made her bleed with his uninvited kiss.”
― T.S. Joyce, Timberman Werebear

“Sure. Great. Now I know her name. At least it’s not Cinnamon the whore-faced, nipple clamped, smelly vag—” “Laura Beck. My sister.”
― T.S. Joyce, Timberman Werebear