Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Monday, February 07, 2011
A Tale of Utter Disdain
Chapter 1: The Expansion
Did you say I look like 27th president William Howard Taft? I could kill you. I could kill you right now.
Cease your blabbering. Do not dare patronize me. I do not desire your scratchies. I'm attempting to find and thenceforth lick my own asshole. Leave me.
'Sblood! What's that?
'Sblood! What's that?
Oh. It's a stick.
Fuck you.
Chapter 2: The Shaving
I did not think I had within me greater hate. I thought my abhorrence of your presence was total and complete. But I have found within my soul a hidden cavern brimming with a new venom.
I hate you so much right now.
Dear God. Smite them now.
Satan. Master. Avenge me. AVENGE ME.
Why are you leaning down? Why are you... Why are you coming toward me?
Oh god oh god oh god
Oh god oh god
Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The End
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