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[itsa_twister]

My bike was tagged in the parking lot of the bar.

Someone wrote their phone number on my seat.

I am going to call it.

I am going to have it traced.

And then I am going to destroy them. ahem... have a little chat.

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DO YOU FEEL THE JUDGMENT TEMARI. DO YOU.

[equated]

Aaaa.

A bike.

In the parking lot of a bar.

DO YOU FEELTHE DETHHHHH.

[itsa_twister]

The kind of bike that can mow you down you smarmy little hairball. Don't mess with me.

THE WHUT.

[equated]

Tssssk.

So aggressive.

THE DEATH.

[itsa_twister]

So dead.

SUSPICIOUSSSSS.

[itsa_twister]

If you know anything, you better tell me right now.

This is her actually asking for help. :|

[itsa_twister]

Now, Nara.

[impellere]

If you weren't gonna kill them they might not be scared shitless to stick around.

[itsa_twister]

I never said I wouldn't kill them.

[impellere]

People don't usually want to die.

[itsa_twister]

I never said I would, either.

[ohgodthoseteeth]

lol

[itsa_twister]

The only reason you're still alive is because I broke my baseball bat smashing up my debate opponents car. When I get a new one you'll be six feet under.

[ohgodthoseteeth]

Let me guess: you lost the debate.

SHE SO DID.

[itsa_twister]

I don't lose. It was rigged.

[goodwithscalpel]

That's nasty.

[itsa_twister]

Tasteless.

[goodwithscalpel]

But creative.