Rejoice, The Pure Love And Unbridled Lust In My Bloodpusher Have Been Replaced With Ravenous Hatred.
I Would Rather Cut My Own Bulge Off And Serve It On A Silver Platter To Be Devoured Right In Front Of My Eyes Than So Much As Take My Clothes Off In Your General Vicinity. All That To Say, I Don't Hate You In A Pitch Way, You Jester-esque Wretch.
,,,there wa$ an attempt,,,on your part,,,to do $omething here,,, ,,,it wa$n't a good attempt,,, ,,,but it wa$,,,an attempt,,, ,,,and that wa$ admittedly,,,more than i expected from you,,, ,,,(º ◡ ⊝),,,
You Should Treasure You One Good Ganderbulb Before It's Taken From You.
,,,argumentum in terrorem,,, ,,,you $uck at thi$,,, ,,,thi$ i$n't even entertaining eldran,,, ,,,it'$ like watching a $eadweller grub,,,flop around,,,while it $uffocate$ on land,,, ,,,it'$ only up$etting in an uncomfortable,,,pathetic $ort of way,,,
You Are Not Worth Anything Better Than What I've Given You. Less Than That, Even.
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