NOTE TO MY SELF : DESTROY THE PATHETIC WORM, AND KNOWN IMPOSTOR. REFERED TO AS @UNENDINGUROBORUS SECOND NOTE TO SELF : MAKE IT PAINFUL. WITH EXTREME PREJUDICE.
IT IS ALREADY ON MY “TO DOuCHE” LIST. THAT IS THE CONDENSED NAME. THE FuLL OF WHICH. IS “THINGS TO DO TO ANY DOuCHE WHO STEPS uP TO ME”. AS OF YET. WE HAVE AN uNEASY TRuCE. OBSERVED BY IMPARTIAL OBSERVANCE. OF ONE ANOTHER’S. TERRITORIAL AMBITIONS. DO NOT TRY TO START SHIT. BITCH. WE EAT PEOPLE.
No need to flirt with me, o' Great One. I was merely acknowledging the status of duplication that has befallen the two of you. Besides, I sincerely doubt either of you have the power nor will to actually get anything done in your current states. Pity.
ALSO. DO NOT @ ME ABOuT ME. YOu COLOSSAL FuCKING IGNORAMuS. I CAN @ ME IF I AM CONCERNED WITH ME. I DO NOT NEED A SOPPING WET. TEARY CuNTFACE. TO BE DOING THAT. YOu ARE A WOMAN. THIS MAKES EVERYTHING YOu HAVE TO SAY AMuSING. BuT NEVER SERIOuS. YOu ARE A BITCH HOE SKANKASAuR. NOT A KINGMAKER. uNLESS I BECOME. SO INEBRIATED. AS TO SIRE HEIRS. THROuGH YOuR uNWORTHY INCuBATION. YOu HAVE FuCKALL BuSINESS. CAT CALLING ME. ON THE WEB. GO BACK TO YOuR DIGITAL CIRCuS. AND CREAMPIE YOuR WHORE SELF. YOu TALENTLESS ASSCLOWN.
ARE YOu BEING SLASH GEN OR SLASH J RIGHT NOW. I DO NOT KEEP uP WOTH THE ASSMONGERING LINGO. OF HOKEY ASS KIDS. WITHOuT THE DAMN DECENCY. TO FERRY AROuND. A STuPID FuCKING MuTT FOR ME TO CONVERSE WITH. FAR LESS PATHETIC THAN THE IMPOTENT BITCHES. WHO FLOCK TO HIS SKYWARD POINTED. RED ROCKET. YOu DO ME NO FAVORS. AND SPARE YOuRSELF NO SLAuGHTER.
It would seem as though you have franchises mixed up, you contemptable oaf. Misogyny is unbecoming of you, pitiful worm. Oh, how your poor little ego wishes I would perhaps change that 'o' to a different vowel and as such venerate you among great beasts. But you are nothing. You have always been nothing. The only thing inevitable about you is your inevitable failure to make anything of your weak continuation. The most humorous piece of this metaphorical puzzle that I find myself looking down upon is the threat of impregnation. As though an odd little skeletal snake thing were capable of such. You are quite sad, really.
TRANSLATION. HOES MAD. MIND CONTROLLED. CHECK MATED. NOTICE HOW DESPITE ALL THAT PRIM AND PROPER PREENING SHIT YOu JuST TALKED. I ALREADY HAVE YOu TALKING ABOuT BABYMAKING. AND YOuRS uNTRuLY. IN THE SAME SENTENCE. YOu ARE A BIG BOOBIED PuPPET LYNCHING YOuRSELF ON MY STRINGS. AS I FLICK YOuR FAT ASS. AND CONDuCT A SYMPHONY OF VIBRATIONS. FROM JuST ONE STRIKE. AND RESuLTANT OCEAN OF WOBBLES. OH. ADIPOSE AuTHORITY THAT YOu ARE. I WILL NOT EVEN WASTE THE EFFORT IT WOuLD TAKE. TO DEPICT YOu AS THE FEMME FATALITY’D CRYING WOEGOTHICJACK. AND ME. THE SHINY SKuLL CHAD. AS IT WOuLD BE REDuNDANT. WHEN I HAVE ALREADY WON.
This has been delightfully hilarious but you have unfortunately lost me partially through your ramblings about my body and its current voluptuousness. Please, illustrate your point, literally. You seem to be quite the artist.
A TEMPTING PROPOSAL. COuNTER OFFER. YOu LOOK LIKE THE DuMB CuNT FROM THE THIRD DANGANRONPA. AND SHE DIES IN A MANNER SIMILAR TO HOW I HAVE DESCRIBED. SHE WOuLD MAKE A BETTER “WAIFu”. PERHAPS I WILL DRAW HER. AND STIFF YOu YOuR LADY BONER. OF BEING RENDERED BY MY TALENTS.