What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the WRITING SCHOOL, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on THE JESUITS, and I have over 300 confirmed NUKKAKES. I am trained in BURRITO warfare and I'm the top WRITER in the entire US one-armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another RETARD. I will wipe your ass with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, RETARD. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of BRENT SPINER across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your BALLOON PENIS. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in one-armed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking CLAW. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn JESUIT. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, RETARD.

Holy fucking shit. I want to bang Gail Chord Schuler so goddamn bad. I can't stand it anymore. Every time I go to the town hall I get a massive erection. I've seen literally every Playboy shot there is of her online. My dreams are nothing but constant fucking sex with Gail. I'm sick of waking up every morning with six nuts in my boxers and knowing that those are nuts that should've been busted inside of Gail's tight GILF pussy. I want her to have my mutant schizophrenic autist babies.

Fuck, my fucking mom caught me with the neighbor. I'd dressed her in my sister's skirt and went to fucking town. She hasn't said a word to me in 10 hours and I'm worried she's gonna take away my Tinfoil hat. I might not ever get to see Gail again.

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