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[Worthauger]

Only if you can promise me pissing prostitutes and Perkins Coie.

Not only can I promise that -- I can pronounce it. *ultimate combo mic drop / victory flex*

[AZZERAE]

Maybe she came in your ear.

Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.

[Worthauger]

Butter wouldn't melt in your mouth.

If I can't lower my tongue's core temperature on demand, what good is Sourcery even for? Pfft.

[Jackstar]

This Just In: Generalissimo Francisco Franco is still parked outside the chiropractor's office, because he's afraid that Amazon Prime has delivered more smallpox blankets to his ancient ancestral family home -slash- Shawnee burial ground.

(What tribe was he in? I didn't read the documents they forged my signature to in 1977, I may be old school, but I am, one lazy bastard.)

Seriously. That dude is a paranoid as a motherfucker. Maybe he should have had his cigars salted with antidepressants and MK–ULTRA mind control component compounds.

All the cool kids are doing it these days. &, Jackstar hates them.

[Jackstar]

This Just In: Generalissimo Francisco Franco is still parked outside the chiropractor's office

TJI: Generalissimo Francisco Franco’s body has been moved to the Kentucky Fried Chicken down the street. How can he be hungry, though? Must remember to have Chloe re-task the satellites.

[Jackstar]

TJI: Generalissimo Francisco Franco’s body has been moved to the Kentucky Fried Chicken down the street.

TJI: he's over The Moon.

[Master Trollda]

[Worthauger]

This fucking douchebag is just trying to make the forum unreadable. You win, Rubini. It’s all yours. It’ll be dead in a month because of you.

I make it unreadable better. You win.
It really is... all yours.

[Master Trollda]

I make it unreadable better. You win.
It really is... all yours.

I used to look forward to reading your posts before you lost your shit.

[WORTHAUGERa]

I used to look forward to reading your posts before you lost your shit.

I used to but now I fucking thrive on it

[Master Trollda]

Business REALLY Works

[Worthauger]

Business REALLY Works

Your planet really deserves a better Hungarian than Kaiser Jose. We, fortunately, brought you your selection of rainbow colors now. On the bright side some of them actually know how to blow and put out which will be great for a lot of other people besides B. Boy am I tired yeah give me whichever one is fucking sick of me too. Approved hurry up and painter will I fix the car’s wife too.


And not by tradition I'll let somebody else proofread this bye

[Worthauger]

Your planet really deserves a better Hungarian than Kaiser Jose. We, fortunately, brought you

https://www.voltairenet.org/article216731.html


Comes on every color except plaid, and even that is negotiable. Honestly I understand how you can hold yourselves back —I'm shielding you from my actual Glory, People, and some of My Wimmins are in fact actually being actually held/tied/told down (I'm sure the guards are all having thrills today), try not to forget that, because I never do— but someone is trying way way too hard to overcompensate for something that's already been taking care of so it'll never be actually compensated for because it... no longer exists.


And I got his bones right here. /adjust
I've never seen a more clearly demonstrated case of checkmate in my life. now, I absolutely forbid you to wait for Christmas ever again.


Also I have your premeditated divorce paper(s) signed in triplicate here, I have them brought forward and delivered in time just for you for special. now, seriously all you got to do is just stand up punch him straight in the jaw and walk out the front door — you're good. (I will not be in the shower, and neither will he.) And call yes, of course bring your guards, I'm starving to death I will watch you watch me eat them to death right in front of you.

Yeah, fuck it, I'll do it live. Click

[Worthauger]

https://www.grammarly.com/blog/how-to-apologize/


I ain't doing this for — eewww, gross.

Oh yeah, and I know you wanted to be a picture perfect scream queen that was bred to death and died in a perfect state of happiness... Instead after I picked up the script I changed things so that you ended up living heavily ever after which is what you really wanted, trust me believe me you wouldn't have liked the other story I'd much at all, especially since it considered me as bait, and not The Beast. (I had time enough to tame both He and His Shrew, & I brought them back to you just for sport, and I brought him back both alive and kicking to humiliate them not for the bounty, my hand to God, wait, there's a bounty? Fucking keep it and Short Round Two, use him to pound the receipts up their ass, and if you give me just another 5 minutes just swinging here all by myself in this fucking big ass giant temple/tentpole in the sky, I'll have time to finish knitting a combination ear/lock sweater and combo teapot cozy and pomegranate warmer as well/too.

Signed,
KoG_Brüte



(They didn't think of everything, so God had to think of me again, which is great cuz the first thing I told him when they pulled me out the clothing that was found buried, berried, & betrayed in was, "see, I told you so too."

I don't need your trust plan. I don't even need you to trust my dick. Your move, ZUGZWANG Suge Knight.)

[Worthauger]

just stand up punch him straight in the jaw and walk out the front door — you're good.

What? Christmas Glover isn't available? That's too bad.