LIKE THE EYE OF SAuRON. I CAN SEE YOu. WHEN YOu HATE. AND uNHATE MY POST. LEAVE IT. I EARNED YOuR IRE. SHE-SKANK. https://i.imgur.com/3wVkJRr.png #NSFWE #EYE #SEE #YOu
I’m not a host by nature, darling, I’ve made that quite clear. I can fill the role quite excellently when needed, however! I am but a humble guide, and a loving Mistress of Time.
:o) She is NOTHING to you, my Lord! :o) Nothing but an afterthought :o) To be discarded!
FuCK YOu MEAN "MISTRESS" OF TIME. THERE IS NO "MISTRESS" TO TIME. THERE IS A LORD OF TIME. THAT WOuLD BE ME. THERE IS A NICK OF TIME. THAT WOuLD BE THE MASTuRBATORILY SWEAT SHEATHED CHEST. OF NICOLAS KIM COPPOLA CAGE. THERE IS A WASTE OF TIME. THAT IS RESPONDING TO YOuR SHIT CHIT OF CHAT. YOu WILL NOTICE. ALL OF THESE. HAVE SINGLE SYLLABIC BREAKDOWN. THAT IS LIKE. THE ONLY RuLE FOR RESPECTABLE GOD TITLES. IT IS ALWAYS. ONE SYLLABLE EACH. YOu FuCKING MORON. I HATE YOuR TITLE. I REJECT IT. IT CONFERS YOu. NO SPECIAL POWERS. AND YOu REMAIN. AN uNHATCHED EGG.
YOu ARE RIGHT. DO ME A FAVOR. STAND BETWEEN uS. AND OBSTRuCT MY VIEW OF THIS DIPSHIT. I WANT TO STICK MY FINGERS IN YOuR MOuTH. AND FINGERPAINT WITH YOuR SALIVA. AND A TOuCH OF MY OWN. TO REARRANGE YOuR MIRTHFuL FACIAL ARRAY. INTO SOMETHING THAT CAN BETTER SOOTHE. AND ENTERTAIN MYSELF. YOu WILL BE MY DISTRACTION. FROM THIS WOMENCOMPETENCY.
It’s a self claimed title, darling, one I’ve fought long and hard throughout my timelines existence to keep!
:o) haahhhhh :o) OF COURSE, MY BEAUTIFUL, MOTHERFUCKING LORD :o) YOU WILL SEE HIDE NOR CUEBALL OF THIS UGLY BITCH. :o) So sayeth the Great and Terrible Kurloz.
YOu HAVE TO FIGHT. TO KEEP A SELF CLAIMED TITLE? HAA HAA. HEE HEE. HOO HOO. HOLY FuCK. YOu CANNOT MAKE THIS SHIT uP. YOu COuLDN'T GET THAT OuT OF ME. WITH WATERBOARDING. AND ACTuAL TORTuRE. THAT IS ACTuALLY FuCKING STuPID. NEWSFLASH. DITSY DIP SHE-IT. YOu DO NOT ACTuALLY HAVE TO FIGHT. TO PRESERVE SOMETHING. ONLY YOu CARE ABOuT. YOu ARE SHADOW BOXING YOuRSELF. ACROSS TIME. AND STILL MANAGING TO BE. THE BIGGEST. FATTIEST. MOST ARTERY CLOGGED LOSER. HOLY FuCK. I AM GOING TO PEE. THIS IS RICH.
Oh, dear, are you spoiling yourself? Are you perhaps going to need a new diaper, then? I would expect you to have to go through quite a few. Heehee.
YOu MEAN SOIL? YOu CANNOT EVEN SHIT TALK THE BABY DIAPER SHIT ROuTINE PROPERLY. HOW ARE WOMEN ALWAYS SO BAD AT BEING WOMEN. THIS IS WHY MEN SHOuLD DO THEIR FAIR SHARE. OF THE HOuSEWORK. IF IT ALL FALLS TO ANNOYING SHRILLY DIPSHITS LIKE YOu. NOTHING WILL EVER GET DONE RIGHT. STICK TO CHANGING YOuR OWN DIAPERS. YOu CAN GRADuATE TO RIFLING THROuGH THE FOLDS. OF MY FLABBY ASSCHEEKS. WHEN THAT NuANCE NO LONGER ELuDES YOu. SKANK.
That was a test of how well you could read, darling! You passed this time, congratulations. I do know how horribly difficult using that little brain of yours can be!