Peeved…Yes, that’s one word for it. Thank you bringing that back up.
By the way, what planet are you from?
Peeved…Yes, that’s one word for it. Thank you bringing that back up.
By the way, what planet are you from?
Well, when it’s all said and done, and the corpse of whatever cretin race I’ve slaughtered are burning in a pile, I like to sit back, get a glass of wine, and let myself be engulfed by the music of my people’s greatest composers, which I have taken the liberty of adding the occasional scream or explosion to go along with the rhythm.
It’s really quite lovely, you should try it!
Just get my colors right. The last idiot painted me pink.
I painted his world red.
An absolute sin against nature, even more so than the rest of his species. Seems even the rest of the monkeys agreed with me in that regard.
WHERE IS YOUR GOD NOW?!
OH MY FUCKING GOD RUN
oh
my
god
run;ajknhdfm;kahj kgoihudifdbghasDSMCLAKDFGK,MDSLA;,MDGJLGFDMC
FUCKSHITPISSCOCKMOTHERFUCKERCUNTSPENISFUCKERSDICKSASSHOLEFUCKINGCOCKSSHITTITSPISS
RUN
RUN LIKE FUCK
((First impression:
Ooooh it’s a little grass mod—-
wait..
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF-))
((Now that’s an army worthy of Mordor.))
That is literally the most terrifying thing I’ve seen in years.
That only happened once! The rest we’re all me!
And yes, the word has crossed me a few times. What of it?
So what you’re saying is that, if you die, you can just come back?
Well, it looks like we’re on the same page then. Do you know how many times I’ve clawed my way out of death? And I did it all without having to ask your uncle politely!