Scream if you think it makes it easier...

[lvl_hybrid]

I'm having a good day. Don't think my mood reflects upon anything I say in this post from me to whoever gives a shit. Nothing could make me type something like this but sheer, raw, unmitigated wantWord to the wise: If you're smart, you won't bother clicking this link below. I wouldn't wish the reading of this violent, anti-social, evil drivel to

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[caitsith4]

   You forgot to talk about taking said dump in someone's Cheerios, man. A big fat 'corned death' dump. And damnit, what happened to all your milk?! o_o You know, crap like that makes me mad, man... if I break into your house and look into your fridge, I expect to see a jug or a carton or a fuggin' GLASS of milk! C.C Man... you ain't never got nothin' that go together. Cereal, no milk, peanut butter, no jelly, kool-aid, no sugar.... DAAYAMMN, man! When I get back there had better be some damn milk in this fugger. e.e And none of that spoiled crap you get out of the 7-11's dumpster out back. Real stuff. e.e

And quit all that ghey rhyming. e.e_

[lvl_hybrid]

That's not true! IT'S NOT TRUE! I DO HAVE TWO THINGS THAT MATCH! . . . Just... not in this house. Yeah. See, I choose to put them in a safe location away from prying eyes. Especially my milk you fuggin' CALCIUM STEALING, VITAMIN D SLURPING THIEF OF BAGDHAD!

[caitsith4]

   Oh, I see how it is. You're hiding the milk. e.e ....You bastard. Alright. Alright. e.e I can deal with that... *waits until hybrid goes out at night, then follows him discreetly to see where he's stashing his milk* e.e

[greentease]

You know, there are some people out there that I hate. That I really really really hate.

Amazingly, you're not one of them. Most people, I'd hate them by now. But I like you. The world's perverse that way, isn't it? Anyway, I digress.

Something that has always made me sick, is the tree-hugging pacifistic assholes out there who tell me violence is wrong. To which I generally pull out the shotgun and ask them nicely to straighten up, I need a bigger target. Violence isn't a habit, it's a way of life. And SHIT, if you're gonna kill something, you gotta eat it. That, I'm all for. So when you go on your butcher spree?

I'm gonna be right behind you with a fryin pan and a butcher knife. Eat up.

(Incidentally, if this was supposed to make me angry, you failed. Try again. Try the pacifist angle, or start whining. That'll do the trick. Not this stuff that gives me squicky little ideas about what to do with axes and that fucking little dog next door that attacked my cat. Dog meat's a delicacy, you know. Tastes like a heavier chicken.)

[serin]

*grins and pulls out a shotgun*

so....

...when do we start?