KARKAT STICKS HIS FINGERS uP HIS OWN ASS. AND SNIFFS AFTER EVERY FART.
OH MY GOD. HOLD ON. CAN YOU SAY THAT LOUDER? ON HIS HONORABLE TUTELAGE'S VOMIT-STOKING EXCITEMENT GLANDS, I NEED YOU TO TELL THEM WHAT I DID. I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OTHER PARTS OF THIS POST. I LITERALLY CANNOT BRING MYSELF TO EVEN READ THEM. MY EYES KEEP GLAZING OVER THEM AND FOCUSING SO HARD ON THE PART WHERE YOU ACTUALLY *TOLD THEM* THAT I'VE GIVEN MYSELF INVOLUNTARY HORIZONTAL NYSTAGMUS. AND I DON'T EVEN CARE THAT I MIGHT HAVE THROWN OUT MY GLANCE NERVES FOREVER. JUST KEEP FUCKING TALKING!
YOu LITERALLY SOuND LIKE THE MOST PRETENTIOuS WHEEZY NERD TO EVER DROP OFF THE ASSEMBLY LINE AT THE PRE-PACKAGED BITCHMADE FACTORY. DO YOu LISTEN TO YOuRSELF? WHEN THAT ADENOIDAL SHIT SNEEZE ROBS YOuR COLON OF ALL THE CRAP COMPACTED IN IT? YOu LITERALLY PHRASE THE SHIT YOu TALK. LIKE IT IS THE MOST. LOW FIBROuS CONTENT CONTAINING. FuCKING ASININE ASSWIPE SuRFACED. BITCHBOY WEENIE SLuT JuNIOR'S APPLICANT. TO EVER HAVE THEIR RESuME TRASHED IN THE OTHERWISE EMPTY WASTEBIN. HIS HONORABLE TuTELAGE? WHAT A FuCKING MISERABLE NAMESAKE. BACK IN MY ALTERNIA. WE HAD TYRANNY. WHAT A PANSIE-FIED BuLLSHIT ASS ROuNDABOuT TuRN OF PHRASE. I ACTuALLY WANT TO KICK YOuR ASS ABOuT IT. YOu SNOT NOSED STICKY FuCKWAD OF ALL THE DISCARDED PARTS OF A NOSE. GO BACK TO YOuR WILDLY VIBRATING SKuLL BALLS. AT LEAST WHEN I DO IT. I MAKE IT LOOK SICK. YOu JuST SOuND LIKE A PHARMACY AD. PORTRAYED BY AN INDIE BAND DROPOuT.
DON'T CARE, DIDN'T READ THAT, "RE-CHITTING" IT FOR VISIBILITY. YOU KNOW, VISIBILITY ON THE ACTUALLY USEFUL PARTS OF YOUR PREVIOUS POST. IT'S NOT MY FAULT IF THE READER CAN'T SIFT THROUGH ALL OF THE OTHER GRUBSHIT COMING OUT OF YOUR SEIVE. HEY. JUST FOR THE RECORD. WHY ARE YOU MAD AT ME AGAIN? EXPLAIN IT TO ME LIKE I'M SIX, OR OTHERWISE SOME KIND OF CONSTANT FUCKING FOOL.