OH GOD. OH, NO NO NO NO NO! *FUCK* NO! WHO IN THEIR SICKLY FUCKING THOUGHT STEM THOUGHT IT WAS A GOOD IDEA TO SHOW HER THIS WEBSITE? YOU'D BETTER ROUND UP ALL OF YOUR FAVORITE FOUR-LETTER WORDS AND KISS THEM GOODBYE ON THE FRONTS AND BACKS OF THEIR CHAFED GRIPESACS. BECAUSE WE ARE *NEVER* GOING TO HAVE A MOMENT OF PEACE ON THIS PITIFUL PLATFORM AGAIN. I HOPE YOU'RE ALL HAPPY.
I HOPE YOU SHOVE THE NEARMOST PRONG OF YOUR CHIPPER FUCKING DELIGHT RIGHT UP YOUR SHAME CANAL AND RIDE IT BACK TO WHATEVER SHIT-GRINNING HAPPYTOWN YOU FLEW IN FROM. I *HATE* YOU, AND I HATE THAT YOU'RE HAPPY ABOUT THIS. AND I PROBABLY HATE EVERYTHING ELSE YOU HAVE THE BULGE SWINGING AUDACITY TO BE HAPPY ABOUT RIGHT NOW, TOO.
(´･ᴗ･ ` ) I'm happy to know that we're talking! Is that bad?
EVERYTHING IS FUCKED RIGHT NOW. WELCOME TO THE REST OF OUR LIVES! AND GEE, AREN'T YOU JUST *EXCITED* ABOUT THAT? I, FOR ONE, FEEL JUST ASS BACKWARDSLY GIDDY ABOUT THIS CASK OF BEETLECRAP WE CAN'T UN-OPEN. MEDICALLY FUCKING THRILLED, ACTUALLY.
I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE. I THINK YOU SHOULD PROBABLY DEVELOP HIGHER STANDARDS BEYOND "GETS THEIR JOLLIES OFF FROM TALKING TO RANDOM, PUS MOUTHED FELONS ONLINE." IN FACT, IF THOSE ARE *YOUR* STANDARDS, AND YOU'RE TALKING TO *ME*, I THINK I MIGHT NEED TO PLAY THE STRANGER DANGER CARD AND EXCUSE MYSELF FROM THIS CONVERSATION FOR THE REST OF FUCKING FOREVER. BYE.
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(´｡• ω •｡`) Well no, I think you're just a person that seems nice to speak to! I'm sorry if I've hurt you. (✩ ์ ᴗ ์✩) And sure, maybe I don't know you, but I'd be thrilled to know you! Maybe we can be the best of friends! Maybe then I'll understand why you're upset about things... ❀ܓ(｡◠ ꇴ ◠｡ ) As a start, I can introduce myself! I'm Rayne! It's nice to meet you!
FOR THE HUNDREDTH GODDAMN TIME THIS WASTE-HUFFING PERIGEE. I'M TWENTY. I'VE MOULTED MULTIPLE TIMES BY NOW. CLEARLY, I AM AN ADULT, JUST LIKE YOU. BELIEVE IT OR NOT, I USED TO BE ABLE TO RIDE A TWO-WHEELED DEVICE. YOU KNOW. BEFORE PUT THESE *CHICLY ADORABLE AND FRANKLY AWESOME* HANDCUFFS ON ME AND TOSSED THE KEY INTO SOME SORT OF BOTTOMLESS LATRINE, NEVER TO BE SEEN AGAIN. OH, NO. BYE BYE, GENERAL USE OF MY PRONGS. DIDN'T NEED THAT! AND FOR THE RECORD, EVERY TIME YOU STOOP TO CALL ME "YOUNG ONE," I AGE ABOUT THREE AND HALF MORE SWEEPS IN MY FOULEST FUCKING CORNER OF MY MIND'S EYE. I'M ON MY DEATHCUPE, NOW, BY THE WAY. SO THANKS FOR THAT. -- THIS POST IS PENDING FINAL REVIEW BY THE BEFORAN BUREAU OF PUBLIC INFORMATION AND SOCIAL MORALE. --
Don't be RIDICULLOUS! T)(e key is safe and sound in a special lock box in t)(e S)(ep)(erd's private quarters. 38) B-EAC)(SID-ES, it's time you stop t)(inking of your findefinite imprisonment as a punis)(ment and start t)(inking of it as an opportunity to R-E-ELAX! T)(e )(elpsman life was lobsterviously too stressful for you, so now you no longer )(ave to worry your cute little )(orns about it.