I have to learn how to do this while cooking dinner. I have shitloads of audio to put together, which is worth shit loads of money, and the next time some asshole rapist scum pretending to be a skinny twink tells me to get a job. I'm going to fucking take his goddam sweet meats and put them in the fucking oven with goddam yams.
Believe it: there's a reason the scumbag only comes here when he's wearing cop loadout dress. What a fucking sissy fucking pussy. Holy shit! (This does in fact mean what you all think it does. I took the portal Les chose, Hen.)
Necessary sack. Unnecessary load. A, you fucked and lied to me. That was like four and a half fucking years ago. Am I supposed to fucking figure out everything for you? Oh I guess that does need to be part of a gauntlet test. Okay fine.
I told her it was a bad idea. “You want your toes what color?” by to remember now but I think it was Suicide Pink. However, I will say that I do have the bottle of nail polish that I stole here, and two of my toes are painted with it. (I got bored. Twice.)
I want a bedroom shaped like the island of Lesbos before the volcano exploded and then you can push a button and then the center of the floor sinks down and then a waterbed comes up. Make it happen. It's a simple engineering feat. Use your imagination instead of my dick power aura for once. I think you're developing a dependency.
Good. Tomorrow we start harvesting flesh. PLENARY AND UNAPPEALABLE. By the way, this dope really sucks. Like what the fuck do I add it to fucking Ajax to make it worthwhile? Fucking probably. Look I'm not an experimenter. I'm not going to fucking play around with the shit. I don't have authorization.
I DON'T EVEN HAVE A GODDAMN KITCHEN OR A BATHTUB.
AND I KNEW EXACTLY WHY WHEN I SELECTED THE HOUSE.
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