

L🎱RD ENGLISH
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MY FELT. AMONG US. NOW. KAFBMF.
JUST WATCHED BUGONIA. PRETTY SOLID.
IT SURE IS NICE HAVING GOONS WHICH YOU KNOW YOU CAN HAVE HAD ALREADY RELIED ON IN THE FUTURE TO HAVE HAD PREVIOUSLY CLOSED FUTURE STABLE TIME LOOPS AND PREVENT PRIOR AFOREMENTIONED FUTURE STABLE TIME LOOPS FROM DESTABILIZING.
MY FELT. HAVE ANY OF YOU SEEN MY GOOD BOWLER? NOT THE ONE I'M WEARING RIGHT NOW, THE ONE THAT I'M GOING TO BE WEARING IN TWENTY MINUTES.
I'VE SEEN QUITE ENOUGH.
CALL ME TODD HOWARD THE WAY THAT THIS SHIT JUST WORKS.
I HAVE ARMED THE SALAMANDER WITH A TOMMYGUN.
I FEEL EXTREMELY MOTHERHONKING BONITA.
GOLF BALLS. INFERIOR LITTLE WHITE PLASTIC FUCKS COMPARED TO THE SUPERIORITY OF THE URBANE, SOPHISTICATED POOL BALL. WHEN I SHOW THESE MOOKS MY LOW PAR 70, THEY WILL KNOW THAT LORD ENGLISH DOES NOT FUCK ABOUT WHEN IT COMES TO CHOPPING THE TURF.
DID YOU KNOW THAT YOU CAN JUST TAKE WAVE-PARTICLE DUALITY? YOU CAN JUST TAKE IT FROM ELECTRONS AND SHIT. NO ONE WILL STOP YOU. YOU CAN JUST TAKE IT. IT'S LIKE DUCKS AT THE PARK.
WHAT CAN I SAY? I JUST VALUE MY BOYS. https://cdn.imgchest.com/files/4b69a935e47e.png
MY FELT. THERE'S ANOTHER JOB THAT'S JUST COME THROUH THE ROTARY. I'M MOTHERFUCKING HUNGRY AS A SHIT, ON SOME HUNGRY HUNGRY TIME DEMON SHIT, AND WANT ONE OF MY BOYS TO STOP SOMEWHERE ON THEIR WAY BACK TO THE MANOR. YOU CAN GET YOURSELVES SOMETHING IF YOU WANT, WE'RE PUTTING IT ON MEENAH'S BILL. GET MCDONALD'S. I'D PREFER CULVER'S, BUT THERE AIN'T NO MOTHERHONKING CULVER'S ON ALTERNIA. GET A LARGE OREO MCFLURRY, IF THE ICE CREAM MACHINE IS BROKEN, KILL THE CASHIER. TELL THEM TO GIVE US FRIES WITHOUT SALT, SO THEY MAKE A FRESH BATCH. I'M STILL GOING TO PUT SALT ON THEM, MY FELT. ALSO GET TWO HAPPY MEALS FOR SCRATCH AND DAMARA. DAMARA WILL BREAK HER TOY SO I'M GONNA HAVE IT INSTEAD. SEE YOU SOON, MY FELT.
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I DO NOT LOVE MY BOYS. LOVE IS FOR FEEBLE HEARTED FUCKING WOMEN AND COMMUNISTS. OF WHICH I AM NEITHER. WHAT I FEEL FOR MY BOYS IS SOMETHING DEEPER. SOMETHING MORE PROFOUND. SOMETHING FAR MORE VALUABLE. SOMETHING THAT IS NOT TO BE ERRINGLY CONFUSED WITH AFFECTION, BECAUSE AFFECTION IS FAR TOO MOTHERFUCKING SHALLOW OF AN EQUIVOCATION. I VALUE MY BOYS. AND HANDMAID. MY STEELHEARTED MEN. AND HANDMAID. MY STALLIONS. AND HANDMAID. MY THREE PIECE SUIT WEARING GOONS. AND HANDMAID. THIS ONE GOES OUT TO YOU, MY FELT. AND ALSO DAMARA.
THEY HATE ME BECAUSE I'VE GOT MOTION.
"IF LORD ENGLISH WERE HERE HE'D BE OF THIS POLITICAL PERSUASION." "NO, IF LORD ENGLISH WERE HERE, HE'D BE OF THIS DIFFERENT POLITICAL PERSUASION." LORD ENGLISH, ALREADY HERE: "I AM RATHER FOND OF TAME IMPALA."
I DO NOT LOVE MY BOYS. LOVE IS FOR FEEBLE HEARTED FUCKING WOMEN AND COMMUNISTS. OF WHICH I AM NEITHER. WHAT I FEEL FOR MY BOYS IS SOMETHING DEEPER. SOMETHING MORE PROFOUND. SOMETHING FAR MORE VALUABLE. SOMETHING THAT IS NOT TO BE ERRINGLY CONFUSED WITH AFFECTION, BECAUSE AFFECTION IS FAR TOO MOTHERFUCKING SHALLOW OF AN EQUIVOCATION. I VALUE MY BOYS. MY STEELHEARTED MEN. MY STALLIONS. MY THREE PIECE SUIT WEARING GOONS. THIS ONE GOES OUT TO YOU, MY FELT.
MALT WHISKY.
TO BE CLEAR, I AM NO LONGER A CHERUB. I AM APOTHEOSIS. I AM INEVITABILITY. I AM THE EVER ENCROACHING DARKNESS AT THE EDGE OF THE NIGHT'S SKY. I AM THE SLOW DANCE OF DOUBLE DEATH IN A SMOKEY ROOM WITH A GLASS OF MALT WHISKY. I AM THE SMELL OF FELT. I AM ENTROPY. I AM ALL THE THINGS THAT CAUSE YOUR STOMACH TO CHURN. BUT, TO BE EVEN MORE CLEAR, CHERUBS ARE STILL OBJECTIVELY SUPERIOR TO WHATEVER SHITUGLY SPECIES YOU HAPPEN TO BE.
HONK. HOOOOOOOOOONK. HHHOOOOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNKKKKKKKKKKK.























