Hello Phuks.co
Today, while Matt was driving out to Wal-Mart to buy a 128oz jug of extra spicy clamato juice, he was t-boned in his Ferrari and suffered fatal injuries.
He told me that if he were to ever die in a car accident on his way to buy extra spicy clamato juice for an internet challenge, the first thing he wanted me to do was log on to his secret alt and tell everyone about it.
He also explicitly told me that anyone who accuses him of faking his death to get out of drinking the clamato is extra gay. And you can't use 'no u' because he's dead and also it's infinity shielded.
While I'm comforted to know that me and my family will be taken care of thanks to his ten million dollar estate, as well as his successful clothing brand and GME stocks that he sold at exactly the right time, we'll always miss the things he brought to the world that will never come back, like his revolutionary intellect, and 14 inch cock.
He will be missed.
I call dibs on his prototype cum trough.
God help you if you clean it first.