I mean... she's decrepit, of average intelligence, and hasn't had a root without a battery assist in yonks...
...but...
She's got a better sense of humour than that raging Welsh mongoloid princess from the bowels of the Californian dis-education system and from all indications Oak isn't prone to engaging her pets in a deeply disturbing and unfortunate manner like a certain resident white nationalist who thinks butter is 'coloured' and chooses to orgasm between the folds of his toasted white bread instead...
...and at least Oak doesn't talk about BOOM'ing cocks/cawks day in day out online for over a decade then insist she's not interested in BOOM'ng or getting BOOM'ed by said cocks/cawks every subsidized Snowbird Express Weekend that other glob can mobilize, take down, and reassemble his walking frame in with even less time he expends dabbing his genitals in Vics Vapor Rub and Brut cologne with a turkey baster and jeweller's glass while feeling the nostalgic highway turns in the bus dunny from his last Florida-Georgia meat up...
No, Oak is the real deal...
If you put aside her La Raza tendencies, denture dependency, and where on her body she collects the dipping sauce for her super secret hot tamales recipe... she's bearable.
I was wrong to completely dismiss the butterball. It won't happen again.
How progressed is your vCJD, haterbator? You're getting very squishy, there. It' not like you to slobber all over yourself like that.
Are you jerking off to pics of Queen Butterball?
Clearly, psychosis has already set in. I am so sorry there is no cure. How many brain cells do you think you have left at this point?