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Negro_Ntns (m)
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Hey "a-DILDO", low-life faggot-lover. I told your ass I am not going anywhere, you aint seen me in few hours and thought I was gone? Hahahahaha, My girl was pissed I didnt bring her, she want a piece of the action, sure would love to cut yall with her razor tongue.
I make life dreadful for condemned souls like yours. I aint even going to address your sissy Pedron, 'cus I noticed he don't have the guts to look me straight in mah eyes no more, he hide behind pallets of boxes now when I speak. Da faggot waits till I exit then he mumbles two sentences and goes back into hiding. don't worry Pedron, your fiancee is standing up for you, let's see how long it lasts 'fore your honey joins you behind the boxes. Pedron keep you butt hole greased he will the nurture when I am done with him.
Fucking a-DILDO got his nose in the air speaking queen's grammar. Mthfkr thinks to poke Pedron and his harem of sissies in their butt hole is high society, hahahaha, donkey telling me I don't belong in high society. Fucck you and the queerness that you hold claim to. Shyyyiiiiitt, look here, on the day that the sky shall be overcast with clouds, heavy with moisture, and the sun shall dissapear behind the clouds, and the wind packs gust, and darkness is cast over the horizon, may darkness be cast upon ya soul. When the sky shrieks with zips and zaps of criss crossing fires abovehead and people run for cover, may thunder fire criss cross its path to your hiding and zap your faggot dyick. On a rainy day when it pours and drenches, soaking and dreary, and the firm footed grip and trod their way blindly through the floods seeking shelter from its danger, may the water current erode the soil beneath your foot and sweep you away into memories,
Mothfkr may Pedron's funky ass be a testimony against your soul on the day of reckoning. I need all y'all mthfckng gays and sissies on this thread to line up behind your commander so his lulling in the wind of destruction can cascade and blow y'all souls out of NL with his shyity nonsense.
Yet, a-DILDO, yet, it's me and you, , you want grammar? Mthfckr can't understand my yearning heh? I reserve my grammar for decent occassions and eloquent minds, I don't spit it on queers and faggots and gays and gay-lovers and low-lifes and funky ass, sperm-odoured breaths like you and your brethren harem of lacerated anuses on this thread. Keep ticking on the clock, the clock is ticking on you, low-life imbecile!!
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