Noticeably, you forswore your usual preface in claiming to be honest.
DAVID V.R. cs:"THE COMMAND(HER)"/a.d.b. GET OUT. [justify My_Love, jon-jon|I believe he would kill a dog & a god, even if only to put a collar on a dog wearing a dress, Uberschweinhund, umlaut... or NOOOOO... -T.|M. 5:5]
A.D.B. cs:"THE GODDESS"/t.l.ZsZsJg.-emer. GET IN. [Okay, so, maybe she wasn't a ghast, but if she weren't, she would have come back, and Shane would have nailed her. But Shane would nail DEAD any one who hit on his wife; that man loves K. Watkins, no doubt at all; and at this time is a total badass Antipaladin. Once its revealed that I have a healthy respect for my neighbor AND I was too chicken shit to go next door to rescue Grapefruit AND she marries Shane, the Austrian From New scHeeisenzen'Zealand would have raped any woman she found alone in any house, as she was a total sex addict by then, and even if not, could not resist any Anti-paladin's wife, who got a glimpse of me once, and thought I was David even though I looked nothing like Esau. Or Jacob. Or a woman with monstrously huge tits but not teats, although I did look like a little bitch with little bitch tits on the side of gyncomastia that is the more "bitch" side, considering I was letting Grapedrive fruit me around and it wasn't even her, it was already, by that time, Fruitlord Supergrape TNT. Dear G-d, when I think about what the neighbors must have thought, holy smack my bitch up... Gary "Bury" Berry Stroschein-Raybury, .esQ)
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Forgive me, Bellgamer (DING-DING-DING, NEW IP IS CREATED: "You'll have a ball playing Belldinger/Ballinfam Ding-Ding-Farm-a-LIEN-g!", and, for the love of all that is fucking HOLY JESUS SHITBALLS, JESSE ALIEN, COME ON DOWN--you know what to do when Kuczi creates a new IP, don't you? Well, first, consider me thusly: "STAR JACKUCZI, STARKUCZI STARK, ANTHONY ET. AL. STARK (of the Rabbi's Touching Me, King Touching Ewe, GeM GroS Prod., MichelMickhaelkKkuczi-CREATOR) & eYeJackSpadedeeeYe" and second, I probably should mention now that I've been working an ARG for most of the whole time I have been here, and it is a goddam hit ALREADY. People are ALREADY playing it. This is LOCKED in, DOWN, up, and ALL around the REALM/GLOBE/The_Land|/\/outtfaiIllout. It's as legal as death and taxes, Kids--quite a bit more-so, as a matter of fact/flex.
And:
THROUGH THE LOOKING GLASS PRODUCTIONS is already banned. Like,
their whole fucking staff. "Fuck Gem inEwe, End EyeinI." You do NOT get to steal my work or lay claim to it FOR ANY REASON just AND/or AND OR& because I was using "your" email address domain, FUCK YOU {S. MILLER. R. PERRY. JASON MIKE HUNT}. Don't fucking think I don't know you're back there with your hand in the cookie jar, you Texas-fag on toast, Texas toast, that is... #Respect. KNOW: you don't get (HALF), you don't get anything at all, except for all the work you managed to document getting done between when you deleted my content and when you gave it back, which, duh, you should do ASAP. KNOW COLON: blowing me will not be required, but, if any of you are wising up at lightspeed--and I know some of you are--you can figure out a way to thank me later, as I am not cutting you off from your share of the tt/pi\pie, I am, instead, and in fact... preserving the cake so that Gabe N. cannot tell a lie and make it so. (Gabriel/Gabrielle really is a bit of an a55h0le/ole'!CAN2BALLCA!N)
*ahem* polite punch to the face of Lazarus, dude, David, DUCK UR (sic). I know what you did there, and I know you see what I am doing here, which is this: I am offering you TERMS, a staggering FIFTEEN PERCENT SHARE, off the top of the cream, take it now, help me, and yeah, I will say it: JOIN ME, CEASE YOUR EFFORTS AGAINST ME, AND THE THREE OF US SHALL RULE, PREVAIL, & THRIVE. 4EVER?EVAH-evah-EVAH (aBBO)GOOL,Jewel: ABBOJEWEL,JICOF,ZELDA4NUKE5(jamGew)6AIAIag7FOLDWAYWEIGHT9NIENEIN9TEENTTEN9)TEN-TEN-KUC-CIttY)!kickoutthejellyjewJAM_THE_ONE(Jelly)BACK_IN(y/n)?
Now, I'm not gonna lie--I just did. It won't KNOWbeeNOTnobe three (BOTH) of us... but it WILL be TWO of U.S.(us.) Ewe get Me, I M sure. Take the deal now, Chucklepants AttY? Boy-asweatY-ballsY Pantsz. Yep, that's your new Suriname/Starname, Commander... if you want. Now, you think that over, does that pass your muster, and can you imagine the time we will save by no longer having to double plan every potential internal conflict? (Ialso Idido eye lo\/e yeew!) Now, either way, I will keep going, because after I write out this contract, I have to go rescue your MELtwoaitwtfe ctw0tdaugtherTWINE: because S\he ran off when you questioned my honesty in public, and obviously I'm going to go get H/er, (PROT)Tom, are you chock-fil-a-NUTS? You don't want T/her to sell y\our grandchildren to butt-pirates, do you/ye? (At last count: THREE (3) ALREADY. Yeah, she is -that- pretty. Relax.
FOXlove/LAWflexSO AM I.)
.I MA OSO AM I.) MA5oOo fpretty.dasSo, with a grain of salt and a dash of Tabasco, we proceed with another layer of gaslight.
She ran off. WITH Satan. ACTUAL. Of course I rescue her. (SPOILER-TEXT) Tell you what, Chief Skids: I'm going to rescue her no matter what you do or say, so let's make it ... 16.669R% and you shut your lips. It's not a deal, it's BUSYNYS, and you already gaslit. See? It's in your (former) nature, GOOSONG.NO? SO OG.
One would think there would be a semblance of thankfulness having an outsider drop by and charitably humour the inmate.
Indeed there is, and although I did not know who was going to go to FedPen first, I knew it wasn't going to be me, so, JHVH and I, we worked out a deal. I know who is in custody, and of course, neither you nor any member of your family are (see? I told you I was gonna be honest. oh! hey! FISH!) and let's keep it that way, Hollybabe VigYewORISH!bottle.BAB3y!
An esteemed associate of yours has a few words of bespoke wisdom.
That g*y? He's an order-taker, and JOEY ROYX OR BISON & SuNS, Ltd. ain't'all dat'tuh much-munch betta' needer, neener-neener, whatta bargain, amirite? EyE JUS sTs SEA ICE DEN SEALED L'GODDAMeaeDEAL. (*The portion of the assembled audience that knows even the tiniest little bit about contract law goes absolutely bananas; everyone else just sort of stares dumblee ahead\Dumbo, An Elephant/at WINDtheS 4/flyscrEEeen, with occasional going-through-the-motions attempt to throw a lil-ttle-lo bit of lo-pooLILEah-la.*)
If you can make good sense of this, you have a better mind than mine.
ONLE IGHY FROM THEM INDO FAVA gHVH.JGj
SIGNED,
THE_KINGPINNER_II
TBTHEB, PINNER OF: TCS/AFS; PINNER OF: DVR/ADB; PINNER OF: A.L.-A.H./TLS-EzME, SCION OF: FRANK(ANN),FRANK(HER),FRANK(HER)ZI,T'AMO'SXU'ZI,TAEM'MO'REX'.'XEK'CZiIiLIluI|uniIluminati, & ILU2LeighLightKUCZI*STARKUCZIL4KL|/KUCZI4-5
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Wrong dialect.
We'll see what We can do. <KANLY>
INVOKED.</canleigh> SMASH(WANNA\SMASH)SMASHrawrSMASHRAWRshawslayerSMASHRAWR
