ill put meth in a box!!!
A small box. That is filled with dogshit and burnt hair. It will be dark.....and cold. Ill open it every now and again to spit on u like an animal & call u a faggit. There will be a speaker that only plays neighbor and gayrites audio collab on a constant loop. Luckily dr rawn will be on site to care for u......but if u need medical attention u will surely die. U will be allowed 3hrs a day to log into nc and update the site on ur living conditions and state of mind. If u so much as indicate to any form of authority that u are being held captive i swear on ur chins that i will cut ur mothers heart out of her flabby chest with a rock. U will never look directly at me.....i will be addressed as steve solomon. One meal will be provided to u on a daily basis.....by way of suppository. As far as any1 is concerned u got a job in korea punching 12 year old boys in the dick for brazzers. This is the box i will put u in meth. I will show up to the next avenged sevenfold concert with a hockey mask and a syringe filled with drano. When u see me ull be like ay yo bags!! An ill look at u like theres an arm growing out of ur face then ill tell u how much i hate u in front of ur mother then throw the last 17 bucks i have in my pockets at her like the cheap whore that she is. Then ill fucking kick ur fat ass in ur left kneecap an watch u buckle an gasp like u got a stick if butter stuck in ur obese throat....almost like a gargling noise. Then ill ask u......oh...u had jokes on nc? Ill instantly blackout imagining alvin karpis rectangular cranium atop ur rotund top heavy frame & go into texas deathmode.
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Originally Posted by DMS
My dad once had like 4 beers at a family reunion, and drove us home better than my mom usually drives.
Not saying being drunk doesn’t mess up you reasoning. I’m turning 20 soon so I haven’t had a drink ever.
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