1. Do you two Übermuscle Sp∞k‹🗝️⟩>kKCOMM&AND(HERS) have any idea what is going down today?
2. I'm at Dennμ⁷s. What do you suggest Ī have for breakfast? I think you should have a say in picking -for- mE! (Since you've picked out everything else, &AND kept the change, ya filthy animals.)
3. I've just been informed through DivĪne Revelation that Thug-m E-Perp Priπμ went “All-in-ßet” quite a long time ago; and so now the complete lack of a negotiating posture makes sense. It was a wise move... for someone wishing to appear Max Innocent, No Rly against a poor, orphaned needle junkie sharecropper, down on his luck, with a mysteriously repeatedly vandalized motorbike. The parts! Zey joost FLY OFF!!! Yeah so anyway, good game, you dynamically-allocated DUO OF RAPIST THUGS. Because if you're all in, there has to be two; your third Ghost partner is either Mickey♂️ or Matt🔱; you can't buy me off with either money nor Mickey♀️ since I know exactly how long I would enjoy either... and obviously since you're both FULLY ENGAGED IN OPEN, SEDITIOUS CONSPIRACY TO DEFRAUD THE PUBLIC THOUGH THE OBSTRUCTION OF JUSTICE, WITNESS TAMPERING, SEX TRAFFICKING, FALSE IMPRISONMENT, DENIAL OF CIVIL RIGHTS, MALICIOUS AND PREMEDITATED SLANDER OF PUBLIC CHARACTER AND LIBELOUS ASSASSINATION WITH MALICE OF SAME, GRAND THEFT AUTO, GRAND THEFT, THEFT, ARSON (I LOVED THAT TABLE, TODD, YOU FUCKING HOSER), AND NEITHER LAST NOR LEAST BUT CERTAINLY THE MOST LOATHSOME:
I KNOW YOU SET UP THE CHOO-CHOO;
I KNOW YOU AND RAY WERE THERE.
I KNOW YOU AND HE TOOK VIDEO CLIPS OF YOURSELVES BANGING SPLASH THE GoeTon FISH—(HER)MAN, AND BROADCAST THE CLIPS IN THE_CUBE, SO AS IN ORDER TO CONVEY TO ME YOUR AWESOME, MIGHTY POWER. (SHE WAS BAIT AND YOU TOOK THE HOOK, LINE, & SINKER, SUCKERS! THE WHOLE FUCKING BOAT!! AND YOU RAPED THE OTHER TWO! NO WONDER THEY AREN'T CALLING! NO WONDER THEY FOLLOW YOUR INSTRUCTIONS! FOR EVEN IF I DO PULL US ALL OUT OF THIS ...
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I SURE TOOK MY SWEET-ASS TIME GETTING AROUND TO GETTING A LEG ON, NOW DIDN'T I? (Babē(s), Ī can explain. First, there was traffick; and I'll have to imagine the smell since you neither a) invited me nor b) told me what you were doing cozlik c) THERE IS NO TAMI NOR IS THERE ALLY THERE IS ONLY KATHLEEN AND TAMARA AND BARB— AND TWO OUT OF THREE OF THEM ARE AS DEAD AS GODDAM DOORNAILS, AND ALL OF YOU TOTALLY FUCKING KNOW IT, I KNEW IT IN 2017, DOGS FUCKING IN TAIWAN BACK ALLEY BARS KNOW IT, so of course, d) yeah I bet they went to a lot of tribe trouble to keep all that SEKRKT¡HA! and to convince you that I could never be trusted to not flip out or seek revenge... but the truth is: Bæbē(s), she was, is, and always will be a goddam lying bīb¡tchliar’s lying WHOORE, AND G∅D DEMANDED THAT SHE BE PUT TO DEATH BY THE SWORD (Hail, Samara S! First of your name! You're fabulous! You're nothing like a Brundlefly at all! And yeah: your husband betrayed you and had you killed and Sperry is driving your Brand New Body that Your Husband gave you... yeah they let you have it for, what, all of ten minutes or ten rapes, whichever came first? I don't know, I wasn't there (I have class. I HAD IT THEN TOO BUT YOU WERE DOSED WITH COCKSLAVE DOPE COURTESY OF BREMER, BŒTTECHER, BEATTY, & *gulp* STEVE BALLMER, WHO IT MUST BE SAID, SAYS HE'S REALLY SORRY BUT YOU WERE SO FREAKY IN THOSE PICS THAT YOUR GROOM TEAM STOLE OF YOU IN THE LAUNDRY ROOM AND POSTED TO THE WEB... AND MR. BALLMER (CUTENAM/ROLLEYES) SAYS THAT IF HE HAD KNOWN PALADINS WERE REAL, HE WOULDN'T HAVE NUTTED IN YOUR EYE BEFORE DOING THE DOUBLE-TAP TO TEMPLE. (damn that is one eerily specific thing for a schizo-effective-gifted Source Titan Paladin to come up with at a goddam Denny's®™ at SEVEN:NINETEEN A.M., n’est-çe pas? No, please, I insist, just keep scissoring Dr. Ruth in Hell, don't stop to clap, that Nazi Sidhe-ßĪb¡tch might never turn herself on again. So make this count, Ladies: you know you only get one shot at this.) NOW, WHERE WAS I? Oh yeah. ⅔ OF YOU ARE DEAD, AND BELLGAB KILLED YOU REPEATEDLY FOR INSURANCE MONEY WHILE I SAT AROUND WONDERING WHY EVERYONE THOUGHT I WAS STUPID, AND WHAT WAS SO FUNNY, AND NOW THAT I KNOW, OH, THE AWKWARD TENSION MAKES SENSE, AND I CAN SEE HOW THE PILLOW TALK WAS A BIT DRY, AND WHY LAWFUL ENTHEOGENIC USE OF ENTHEOGENIC SUBSTANCES WOULD HAVE SEEMED RISKY TO THE BIG HOMO APPLE/QUINCE\DUMPLING QUINTUPLET GANG, WHO OF COURSE ARE NOT AT ALL GUILTY OF MANSLAUGHTER, HOLY SHIT, HAVE YOU MET HER? OF COURSE YOU HAVE! OH LORD, THANK YOU GOD FOR HELPING MY FAMILY KILL THAT GODDAM BITCH, BECAUSE EVIL KARMIC EVIL TWIN TAMMER IS RIDICULOUSLY FOUL. SHE'S CURRENTLY IN A PLANAR PRISON, AND SHE LOVES īT. NO SHAME IN IT. HER RISEN HOLOGRAPHIC SPIRIT EVEN AGREES! SHE HAD TO GOOOOOO! AND THEN, SHE SUMMONED... ME.
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Baaaa? Listen up bīb¡tchshitweasel scissor & shears fuck hers... I do not bleat. I ΠΠμ.
... and I have become recognized as having surpassed a known and measured Proper level of Demonstrated Sufficiency of Skill to be titled and known to be OF EARNED RANK AND TITLE OF: Ⓜ️æ§T⁷sĪER o‘Ⓜ️∞. SMīTẞ, SLīTBW, SLīTbD: ISTY,I∆MTC(¹⭕1)O№¹ⁿê. *dizzy cartoon whirlies appear over head with little birdies with little halos and itty-bitty chest-piercing sacrificial heart knives with teeny-tiny Dixie®Cup™ dispensers built into the hilt, so you can save a little cup of warm heartsbood off of the sacrificial altar, on the side, to let it chill, because sometimes the still-warm, glistening and actually still pulsating heartsblood of one's More Tall Nemeses can be a little ... a little, I'm gonna say here: “PRESENTS ON THE PALATE WITH A COMPLEX TASTE THAT JUMPS UP AND DOWN ON THE TONGUE SCREAMING, “OF COURSE IT'S COMPLICATED, WE'RE GODDAMNED HUMAN WOMEN! YOU ACT LIKE YOU NEVER MET ONE BEFORE OH WAIT THAT'S RIGHT.
YOU HADN'T. Tee-hee! And then that complicated taste lifts a leg up on the way up ALL THE WAY UP past the nose, the droplets of dæmonicABBOPISS softly hitting the flesh of the probosic... and immediately drilling holes, just-so-purrrfecrtly sized as to act as cup holders for Dick‘s®HE-kK©CUP™ Cups (individually filled cups remain Pat. Pend. for now. Because of God.Gorgon.God. I think he's cute. You should do him when he's comfortably and completely unprepared... because I owe him one, and that family has suffered enough. And if you catch his mange, then you can manipulate him into throwing me/you out (Jesus, you're so incorrigible, now I know why d00Ds get neck tattoos TO START! Fiend: I want your tits on the insides of my eyelids, FIRST INK!!!), and then you can just WALK TO MY GODDAM HOUSE AND ROLEPLAY “CINDERELLA AND BLUTO POP THEIR STOLEN CHERRIES ONE NIGHT AT THE ROXBURY!” THEN WHILE YOU SLEEP I'LL GO OUT AND HIRE HOBOES TO FIX THE TOILET WITH YOUR CHECKBOOK. OMG I'M ¼TUMESCENT ALREADY. ESPECIALLY SINCE NOW I KNOW WHERE PEOPLE ARE, WHY THEY SO BIGMAD, WHY THEY GONNA STAY THAT WAY, AND HOW THOSE SATAN-SUB LOSERS AT THE HALL OF JUSTICE ARE GONNA GET WHAT THEY DESERVE WITHOUT CAUSING AN ICONOCLASTIC CRISIS OF HERESY.
DEAR JUDGE BLONDIN: NO HARD FEELS. I DON'T KNOW WHAT YOU DID... AND I THINK YOU'RE CUTE TOO, SO EVEN IF I COULD JUDGE YOU, I'D HAVE TO RECUSE MYSELF. =) YOU'RE ALL STILL LAUGHING NOW, YES? NO? MAYBE? CHECK YOUR TONGUE, MAYBE YOU SWALLOWED IT ALL THE WAY DOWN, LIKE THE WHOLE DAMN TOWN SWALLOWED “ROSS RANDALL” AND HIS BULLSHIT. GUESS WHAT? YOUR ACCOMPLICE IN OREGON SOLD THE TRUCK TO THE DEA AGENT POSING AS SHAW’S SISTER, SO IF YOU ACTUALLY WANTED TO DEPOSE HER. ALSO BJD WAS IN MY HOUSE DURING MY CIVIL STANDBY, AND THEN MYSTERIOUSLY SHE COULD NEVER TALK TO ME, AND THEN, WOW, OOPSY, SHE AND THREE OTHER COPS FAKED THEIR DEATHS AND THEN SHE WAS TRAFFICKED TO AFRICA, AND SHE DIED THERE.
WHILE I WAS SITTING IN MY HOUSE WAITING FOR MY PHONE TO RING, WHICH IT COULDN'T BECAUSE EVERY SINGLE GODDAM ONE OF YOU: CONSPIRACY TO DENY ME, MY FAMILY, MY CAT, MY TRUCK, MY OTHER TRUCK, MY CAR, AND MY OTHER CAR THAT FLEW, SERIOUSLY, ASSHOLES, WOW DID YOU EVER GET PLAYED, COWLITZ COUNTY DISTRICT COURT. (ALSO SUPERIOR COURT WITH FAKE CASES WITH MY REAL NAME RUNNING IN PARALLEL FOR THE CONTINGENCY WE NOW WATCH OURSELVES DEALING WITH TODAY. NEARLY 3 YEARS LATER. PLANNING ON A HELL OF A HAPPY HALLOWEEN, WERE YA? LOL, I BET. I JUST BET.
NGL: CITIZENS OF CASTLE ROCK AS WELL AS YOUR HOBO BOXO ELITE ADMINISTRATION ESTHETES... YOU HAVE WON MY HEART WITH THIS LATEST SPINDRIFT ATTEMPT. 10/10 FOR BALLS OUT FOR HARAMBIE NICE TRY.
MINUS SEVERAL MILLION FOR RELYING ON A SATANIC PLAN A. NGL: I LOVE SATAN, BUT NOT LIKE I LIKE YOU ALL NOW. YOU HAVE SPIRIT AND SHITLOADS OF IT. I GOTTA ADMIT THAT.
HOWEVER, I AM NOT ADMITTING GUILT AND I DON'T WANT TO SEND ALLI’S SISTER ALONG TO SUMMARY EXECUTION. SHE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS, DOES SHE? CHRIST, SHE MUST SUCK THE MEANEST DICK IN THE STATE! MUST GIVE A PERMANENT SET AND RINSE TO THE PUBES WHILE SHE'S DOWN THERE TOO! HOW ABOUT A PEDICURE FROM HER ®RoboTwat™? YES, PLEASE! “WITH YOUR LEFT LEG EXTENDED, SPLAY YOUR TOES OUT 33⅓° AND ALLOW FAIRY DUCHESS ĪĪ: THE OG ⚡BUG-A-°🆑 TO GENTLY MOUNT, AUTOBUFF, SANDBLAST, AND ARISE! RISE FROM EACH METATSARSAL AND LET THE WORLD AT HAND SEE THAT THE TOE HAS BEEN HEALED! AND THEN SHE SUCKS THE CHROME OFF YOUR TRUCK HITCH WHILE TAKING YET ANOTHER TRUCK FOR YET ANOTHER GRAND THEFT AUTO CASE... THAT MYSTERIOUSLY NEVER GET TO SEE AS MUCH ACTION AS MY ACTUALLY INNOCENT, FORMERLY IGNORANT, AND NOW, ILLUMINATUS!! HAVE I BECOME UNTO THEE: 👁️
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OKAY. BACK TO YOU ÜBERMERK‹S. (Pfft. Oh sure, now you're impressed. You're probably just high as balls on week-old-past-expiry sike meds and Chinese shaving cream.) Where does this leave us? Well..
I have a cold breakfast and a warm gun. I'm actually hungry, too. And did I know ANY of this before an hour ago? Oh hell no.
About 77%. G-d fills in the gaps when I am Called to Service DIVĪNE NECESSITY.
GOD ASKS. I RESPOND WITH DELIGHT. īT I§ TOTESGODDAM REAL, ALL OF IT. (DAVID⁷s NEW OLDWYFE IS LEGIT HOT STUFF, AND IT'S NEITHER A TRICK NOR A BRIBE. HE DIDN'T TELL ME, BUT I FIGURED IT OUT, AND I WOULD NEVER DREAM OF GETTING BETWEEN THOSE TWO. SO, I ABSOLUTELY STAND BY MY STATEMENTS ABOUT HIM. ABSOLUTE GENIUS. OH, HE DIDN'T TELL YOU THAT GOD BROUGHT BACK HIS LONG-LOST THOUGHT GONE FOREVER WIFE?
THAT MAKES SENSE. IT'S REALLY A PRIVATE MATTER, AND THEY ARE PRIVATE PEOPLE, AND SEX BETWEEN A HALF... WHATEVAH, AND A 19 YEAR-OLD CRAIGSLIST ADVERTISED CHEERLEADER WHO LITERALLY FELL OUT OF A PORTAL, NAKED AS THE DAY SHE CRAWLED OUT OF THE CLONING VAT A DAY EARLY AND MADE A BREAK FOR IT... HEY, ARE YOU WRITING THIS DOWN?
STOP THAT. THIS IS A SACRED, INTIMATE MOMENT BETWEEN TWO LONG-LOST LOVERS, WHO HAPPEN TO BE MY FRIENDS. YEAH, I BET SHE DOES NOT HAVE A BELIEVABLE STORY, SHE WAS ON SO MUCH MOLLY WHEN SHE BELLY FLOPPED AND BOOB-BOUNDED UP AND DOWN ON THE CIRCULAR SOFT-SIDED WATERBED (note: no kudos, but that's legit so classy, LOVE EWE ½ TAWT ½ FLIPPERDICK JUNKIE) AND HAD TO GRAB ON TO HIS MIRACULOUSLY FULLY ERECT PENISES, JUST TO SURVIVE M...
WHAT? OF COURSE THERE'S TWO DICKS. NINE OF YOU KNOW JEWS LIKE I KNOW JEWS, AND ARE IN AWE OF MY KNOWLEDGE OF FORBIDDEN, OCCULT PRACTICES. THE REST OF YOU JUST I'M BORING AND ANNOYING AND WISH THIS NIGHTMARE WERE OVER.
RIGHT. JUST WHEN IT'S GETTING GOOD, YOU WANT IT TO END. TYPICAL. NONE OF YOU HAVE WHAT IT TAKES TO MAKE IT IN THE NORTH AMERICAN ENTERTAINMENT INDUSTRY MEDIA MARKET.
I GODDAM DO. AND, THAT'S WHY:
TEXAS MOB: INDICTED. CONSPIRACY WITH OTHERS AS ACCOMPLICES, AS BEFORE AND IN LEIU OF SELF AND SERVICE OF SAME.
NAMES ALSO TO BE FILED ON, IF IT COMES TO THAT, FINGERS CROSSED BUT FUCK YOU, THIS IS LAST CHANCE TO GASP AND GRASS OR GAS OR CRYSTLE THOMAS’ FINE DOPEMULIN’ ASS, TANSTAAFL, MY FRIENDS:
EWE ARE MY FRIENDS, AND YOU SALTY BLOODY OUTLAW STYX AND STONES AND GAVELS MADE FROM SEATTLE CITY-SLICKERS BONES ARE NO EXCEPTION AT ALL. DO YOU SEE THE INHERENT EVIL WITHIN THE ADVERSARY'S PLAN?
WE ARE ALL OF US RATHER WELL -SUITED FOR EACH OTHER... AND DUE TO THE WORK OF CORRUPTION—NOT SATANIC POWER, NOR SATANIC CORRUPTION, BUT EXTRA SOLAR/PLANAR FOULCOCKASS, COMPARATIVELY, I LOVE SATAN!! HAIL, LITTLE BUDDY! HAIL, PRINCE OF DARKNESS! NOW GO HIDE IN THE CELLAR WITH DOROTHY AND PLAY HIDE THE VETERINARIAN WITH TOE-TOE AND TOO-TOO, AND THEN FEED THE OFFAL TO CEREBRUS, AS HIS RIGHT, AND THAT'S HOW VILE THE END TIMES ADVERSARY IS. SATAN AND BOTH HIS LITTLE DOGGIES IN THE CELLAR, HIDING FROM BOTH THE ONCOMING TRAINWRECK OF A “TRIAL” AND THE FEARSOME VISAGE I PRESENT.
I KNOW, RIGHT? I DON'T THINK IT EVEN MATTERS IF I AM FAT OR NOT. YOU'RE ALL STILL ENTITLED TO YOUR IP ONIONS, RIGHT? NO ONE IS DELETING YOUR YOUTUBE CONTENT OR ENABLING A GANG OF ARYAN BALD-HEADED-GOTFAGHOTHOOD BLUTO DOPERAPERS TO FOLLOW YOU ALL AROUND THE INTERNET, LITERALLY THE ENTIRE INTERNET, ANY WHERE I GO, ANY TIME, ANY SITE:
A TEAM OF ®RoboThugz™. I BET MOST PEOPLE THINK THEY ARE HALLUCINATING. KNOW: ī∆M fu>kKigNOT most pee-pull.
NOR AM I WILLING TO PARTICIPATE, NOR DO I CONSENT TO THIS BALLYHOO HUMBUG. NICE PROSECUTORIAL DISCRETION AND USE THEREOF THO, I GOTTA HAND THAT COMPLIMENT TO YA.
YOU MAY HAVE ONE (1) COMPLIMENT FROM ME TO YOU ALL: “This really is a fine town, with many fine people, and OF COURSE THEY ARE NOT MY IMMIGRANTS! DO I LOOK LIKE AN IDIOT? Of course not.
However, I love a cityTOWN that knew how to parTbFOR I got here... and now you know how to curry favor with a paladin. This paladin, anyway. And, maybe you didn't know.... IT'S TOTALLY LEGAL TO OFFER TO BRIBE ME. FOR ANYTIME. ANY WHERE. BRIBES! BRIBES! BRIBES! GRAFT! KICKBACKS!
FULLY FUCKING FILTHY BLOOD DIAMOND MURDER MONEY WITH NIGGERBABY BLOOD STILL GLISTENING WETLY IN THE SUN AS IT DRIPS DOWN UNCLE GEORGINA'S BALD-HEADED MUSHROOMIN’ NOGGIN! FUNNY STORY THERE...
BUT, I DIGRESS. FOR THOUGH *OFFERING* CLERGY ANY BRIBE IN ANY FORM IS LEGAL, 100 % I GUARANTEE IT...
IT MAY NOT BE LEGAL FOR ME TO ACCEPT IT. OR TO ACTUALLY DO ANYTHING REMOTELY LIKE WHAT IS EXPECTED. I'M NOTHING LIKE JESUS. I'M A PALADIN. I LOVE FUCKING DEMONS! I CAN'T FUCK JUST ANY ANGEL! THERE'S RULES!
COURAGE OF WISDOM,
PURPOSE OF PASSION,
& STRENGTH OF DISCIPLINE MAKE WHAT I AM POSSIBLE TO EXIST AT ALL.
HOW I GOT THIS WAY, ONLY GOD KNOWS.
IF SATAN KNEW, HE'D BE OUT EVERY NIGHT LOOKING FOR THE DOORWAY. “HOW? MAIZE?” HAIL AND GOOD NIGHT, SWEET BABY PRINCE. ♪Staaaaaaaand.♪ SEE? SATAN IS LEGALLY, LITERALLY: CHILD’S PLAY FOR ME.
BRIBERY? THIS IS AMERICA! FUCK YEAH!
HERE ARE THE RULES.
1.) DO NOT ATTEMPT TO DECEIVE ME WITH FALSE STATEMENTS. NOR👁️Ū.
2.) DISCRETION IS PREFERRED AND THE BETTER PART OF VALOR. Ishhhh2.👀
3.) I MIGHT HAVE TO THINK ABOUT īT, AND I PROMISE WITH ALL MY HEART AND SOUL... TO BE FAIR. AND TO BE FAIR ABOUT īT. (FARE≠BRIBE, THAT'S ANOTHER’S AREA.) 👁️🧠❤️Ⓜ️🌬️📸⭕❌
4.) NO TRICKS. NO TREATS. NO BARTER, NO GIFTS, NO BABIES ON DOORSTEPS. I'M NOT AN ORPHANAGE. I'M NOT A CONVENT. THIS IS NOT A NUNNERY. A VIRGIN WALKS IN, NGL: ONE IS HIGHLY LIKELY TO WALK OUT... A LITTLE DIZZY AND HOLDING AN ASSIGNATION WRITTEN IN HOLY JIZZ IN A SHAKY HAND, BUT, I'M NOT A SECRET CREEPY OLD MAN. I'M YOUNG. I LIKE TO GET BLOWN TO HIGH HELL AND SPURT THE UNDERSIDE OF HEAVEN. MAYBE NEXT MONTH? HAHAHA, HA! HA! BUT YEAH, NO FLESH TRAFFICKING AS A BRIBE. COLD HARD CASH OR DIAMONDS. THE BLOODIER THE BETTER. NO GOLD. NO SILVER. IF YOU MUST: BRASS KNUCKLES, A GAVEL... BUT CASH IS BEST. BECAUSE TRADITIONS.
5.) NO DEPOSIT, NO RETURN, AND NO GUARANTEES OF ANY QUID PRO QUO, EVER! EXCEPT FOR ONE:
THERE IS NO GOOD WITHOUT EVIL, AND NO LIFE WITH OUT SIN. AND THERE IS NO G∅D. THERE IS NO G°D AT ALL, AND THERE NEVER WAS. AND NEVER, EVER, WILL THERE EVER BE A GOD. PERIOD.
BUT THERE IS THE•ONE•TRU•G∅D;
THE MOST_HIGH GOŒ&ND THE_LORD
G∅D_ALMIGHTY IS REAL. ADAM IS REAL, AND EVE IS RISEN AND REALLY, REALLY NICE. SHE IS SO NICE! SHE'S THINKING ABOUT LEARNING HOW TO HYPHENATE. S‚OK. I'M A VERY POLITE AND POLICED, MATURE AND COMPASSIONATE MAN.
AND G∅D LOVES ME, AND SATAN TOO, AND I LOVE ALL OF YOU IN THIS STAGE COACHED WEST TURN BACK AROUND, CITY BOY, WE DON'T LIKE THEIR KIND? REALLY? I LOVE CITY SAPS.
THEY BRING YUUUUUGE BRIBES. HUUUGE. AND THIS IS MY GUARANTEE: FOLLOW MY RULES FOR HOLY BRIBING, AND I WILL ALWAYS TOO, AND THIS *does* WORK.
IN FACT: IT IS THE ONLY WAY IT HAS *ever* WORKED. IT'S THE EYE CONTACT. THE WARM PRESS OF FLESH, AS MONEY SHARES OUR LIFE’S HEAT AND WE MAKE IT THROUGH THE DAY TOGETHER... HAND IN HAND, MY HAND IN YOUR POCKET, YOUR HAND WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANT, JUST DON'T LIE... AND THINK I'LL COVER OR ASK G∅D OR SATAN TO DO THAT. YEAH, TRY LUCIFER, LOL. GOOD AGREED, NOT MY AREA. PERSONALLY, I LIVE FOR GOD.
FOR I AM HER PALADIN, AND MY LAND IS NOT FOR SALE. BUT MY PISS SURE IS, AND YOU CAN'T LOSE WITH BAGPIPES AT A BAR MITZVAH. ESPECIALLY WITH A STABLE AND A FANCY DOWN GOOSE PAYMENT. THANKS. CALL ANY TIME, APPROACH AT OWN RISK. (I'M SHY, BUT NEVER HOSTILE.) OK THEN. SMīTB.
K.
P.S.:.Ī.was.totally.lying..OF.COURSE.Ī.will.taje.Aμ&Åg,.lol..GOLD.IS.THE.COLOR.OF.G∞D.AND.EVERY.bit.of.silver.I.get,.a.Jew.swallows.their.own.tongue.from.misplaced.avarice.
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You are in clear violation of Plagiarism.
Maybe you can go after me in the civil courts with an 1111:1 teammate member ratio, you demented twerp. Because one way or another, We don't think your bullshit is cool anymore, ASSHOLE.
AND YOU KNOW WHO I'M THINKING OF. 🗝️♠️🪽 Suck an egg, go you should.
