NAQ WITH 4 THREADS BEFORE 11 O CLOCK. WHAT A GREAT WAY TO MAKE THIS DAY A DAY OF GREAT BOREDING.

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I HAVE DESTROYED ALL OF YOU SO MANY TIMES IT NO LONGER EVEN GIVES ME A CHUBSTER. SOMEONE GIVE ME A CHALLENGE, OR ELSE I WILL BE FORCED TO CUT MY SKIN OFF AND TAPE IT TO ANOTHER PERSON AND THEN BATTLE MYSELF (SKIN PERSON REALLY THOUGH) VERSE MEAT BAG ME. I WILL BATTLE CANCER AND FUCK IT UP TOO. RIGHT NOW I AM READY TO EQUIPP STEAM ROLLER AND BROKEN GLASS BOXING GLOVES ONTO MY ELBOWS AND TONY JAA STRIKE THROUGH U LAME WIGGAS FRAIL SOULS TILL IT LEAVES A SAGAT SCAR ON YOUR CHEST. HADOKEN YOUR FUCKING POOPERS WITH LEMUR MISSILES, AKA, I DONT GIVE A SINGLE FUCK. NONE. YOU WILL ALL SUFFER MY WRATH. THERE ARE NOONE THAT CAN HOPE TO COMPREHEND ME. I JUST DRANK BIG ASS COFFEE MUGS FULL OF HATE AND I STILL HAD A LOW PULSE. TOLD THE NURSE "IT IS MY ALIEN PHYSIOLOGY" SHE DIDNT EVEN BLINK...CUZ SHE KNEW. I CAN CRAFT WORDS TO SHANK YOU LIKE TONIO'S DICK FOR A NEWPORT CUZ. I AM LITERALLY THE LIQUID TERMINATOR. I AM JOHN DOE. I AM PROT. I AM AHEAD OF MY TIME, BUT THIS TIME IS AN ILLUSION, YOU ARE ALL JUST GROWING STUPIDER AND SLOWER AND FATTER AND THAT IS YOUR WAY OF UNDERSTANDING YOUR SLOW DEATH BIOLOGICALLY. I DON'T GIVE A WALRUS' TUSK ABOUT YOUR LIFE. KNOW THIS. THIS BOARD IS MERELY THE PLAYGROUND FOR MY SHADOW-PSYCHE TO PUSH YOUR PSYCHE DOWN THE SLIDE WITH AIDS RAZOR BLADES DUCKTAPPED FACING UP ON IT. THEN IT FALLS INTO A KIDDIE POOL FILLED WITH ALL THE FUCKS I ABSOLUTELY DO NOT GIVE ABOUT YOUR ENTIRE PATHETIC LIFE. I WISH MY DAD LOVED ME GROWING UP. I WANT TO TAKE ANTHONY'S DRAPES AND BURN THEM AND THEN BUY HIM SOMEMORE BUT SKEET ON THEM AND THEN WHEN HE HANGS THEM UP HE THINKS VERITAS LOVES ME BUT OF COURSE I DON'T THEN I BUST IN AND LUI KANG BICKYLE KICK AT THAT HORRENDES GAP IN HIS TEETH UNTIL HIS HEART EXPLODES. THIS IS ME MAKING SWEET LOVE TO YOUR BRAIN AND THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN GOING FULL CARADINE, ONLY I DON'T DIE AND YOU LIVE ON AS AN AMEOBA, I AM ON THE 19TH LEVEL OF THE TOWER PISSING IN THE WIND. I STAND AT THE PORTAL PLAYING HOPSCOTH WITH BLACK GIRLS WITH RED BERRETS IN THEIR PIGTAILS WHILE READING THE NEW YORKER'S DEMOCTRATIC EDITORIALS LAUGHING. IN TIME WE WILL ALL SEE THE ERROR OF OUR WAYS, SINCE I AM FROM THE FUTURE I HAVE SEEN MINE AND THAT IS WHY I AM HERE TRYING TO HELP. YOUR FRAIL MIND CANNOT COMPREHEND TIME OR SIZE YOU DO NOT SEEM TO UNDERSTAND THAT YOU CANNOT HURT ME BECAUSE TO DO SO IS TO HURT YOURSELF AND YOU WOULD RATHER LIE TO YOURSELF THEN HURT YOURSELF EVEN THOUGH YOU SUBCONSCIOUSLY ARE TRYING TO KILL YO0URSELF AKA TIMOTHY MAKING A THREAD SAYING HE HAD AIDS. SUCK ON MY BALL SAC UNTIL I SKEET SWEET HONEY ALL OVER YOUR MOMS APPLEBAG. I WANT TO RIDE A UNICORN DIRECTLY INTO THE SUN AND THEN MAKE IT SUPERNOVA INTO A NEW GALAXY WHERE NONE OF YOU DIRT PEOPLE WILL EVER BE ABLE TO EXIST, MUTATE, EVOLVE, OR SPEAK. THERE WILL BE NO BREATHING HERE, AND NO OXYGEN. ONLY ALL THE FUCKS I DONT GIVE. RIGHT NOW I AM AN ANIMAL. RIGHT NOW IS VANILLA COKE TIME, TO BAD YOUR THOUGHTS ARE AT BEST CLEAR PEPSE. I FUCKING WALKED AND JOGGED AND RAN. YOU ALL SAW ME! YOU ALLL SAW ME! OH, AM I NOT FIT? AM I WALKING AROUND HERE LIKE A MUTHAFUCKING TREE SLOTH? HELL NO! I AM TRAINING. TRAINING FOR THE END. WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING YOU BALD BITCH. I WILL SPIN KICK YOUR MUTHA FUCKING MUTHAFUCK. 3 FUCKING MILES A DAY IS ALL YOU NEED TO GET TO WHERE I GOT. I WILL WORK FAP 3X TODAY THEN STILL GO HOME AND SMASH. THIS IS MY VIRILITY. I CHOKE MY DICK WITH WRENCHES AND PLIERS THEN PISS BLOOD INTO TEH SINK. SOMEONE WILL DIE FOR FUCKING WITH ME. THIS IS THE MACHOMAN TROLLING MEAN GENE TROLLING THE MACHO MAN TROLLING MEAN GENE, YOU KNOW THE CREME OF THE CROP. SPACE IS THE PLACE. FUCK THIS WORLD. KIMFUTS MANCHEESE. ZYTORG OUT. I CAN'T FAP TO THIS.