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I JUMP OUT FROM NOWHERE!!!!!, THROWING MY FUCKING SPOON AT VXTRAUMA SO HARD THAT IT CRUSHES HIS FACE SO BAD THAT THE END OF THE SPOON STICKS OUT OF HIS NECK!!! WITH A ROAR I LIFT UP NAKED LUNCH AND BRAKES HIS SPINE WITH A KNEEKICK!!! "FUCK YOU YOU FUCKERS" I SCREAM AS I CONTINUES MY RAMPAGE!! EVERYBODY FLEES IN PANIC AS I MAKE MY WAY THROUGH THE ARENA MOLDING DOWN ALL THAT COMES MY WAY!!! DIE YOU UGLY FUCKERSSS!!!
I like my women as i like my whiskey. Twelve years old and mixed up with coke.
suppose you're thinking about a plate of shrimp. suddenly somebody will say like 'plate' or 'shrimp' or 'plate of shrimp', out of the blue, no explanation.
I pretend to moderate fan-art, while instead I delete some of antimeasure's posts. Then I insult him a bit over msn, but he's not at the computer. I post at the Arena, looking for a fight.
This newfound knowledge allows me retaliation, and before Lark has time to recover from Sniper's razor-piss, my feet are firmly placed in the usb-sockets, allowing interweb-groinkicks. The can-can of fury carries on into the night, defusing one most important aspect of the sex-change. I laugh a little, but it sounds corny, so I look embarrassed for a bit, before spewing out "Your face, your ass. What's the difference?" and end the ordeal with a flying spin-kick.