What the fork did you just fricking say about me, you little bench? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed pewpews. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the flip out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fudging words. You think you can get away with saying that spit to me over the Internet? Think again, fuddler. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, misanthrope. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your “life”. You’re finking done, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can booboo you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable bumbum off the face of the continent, you little shirt. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your franken tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goshdarned silly. I will poop fury all over you and you will swim in it. You’re fully dumped, kiddo.
Well I’m not going to suffer any owchies and if I did then my mommy will kiss it better and put a paw-patrol bandaid on it. and I’m going to wear my superhero cape that gives my extra powers and I have a really good water gun that I’ll fill with ketchup so your shirt gets dirty and you go home crying. and those gorillas you trained in work for me now cause I gave them more bananas than you do and I made a birthday cake for one of their birthdays. and you’re a toilet peepee poopoo head and you smell like farts and you look like a booger. and your mommy is fat* and she forgets to give you new underwear so you wear your old ones, and they have skid marks on them because you’re so poopy!
DO swear at me.
Ploppers!
fuck yeah!
What the fork did you just fricking say about me, you little bench? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed pewpews. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the flip out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fudging words. You think you can get away with saying that spit to me over the Internet? Think again, fuddler. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, misanthrope. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your “life”. You’re finking done, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can booboo you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable bumbum off the face of the continent, you little shirt. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your franken tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goshdarned silly. I will poop fury all over you and you will swim in it. You’re fully dumped, kiddo.
Well I’m not going to suffer any owchies and if I did then my mommy will kiss it better and put a paw-patrol bandaid on it. and I’m going to wear my superhero cape that gives my extra powers and I have a really good water gun that I’ll fill with ketchup so your shirt gets dirty and you go home crying. and those gorillas you trained in work for me now cause I gave them more bananas than you do and I made a birthday cake for one of their birthdays. and you’re a toilet peepee poopoo head and you smell like farts and you look like a booger. and your mommy is fat* and she forgets to give you new underwear so you wear your old ones, and they have skid marks on them because you’re so poopy!
*
I’m sure your mom is lovely.
Your mother was a hamster and your father smelt of elderberries!
I fart in your general direction
You frickin frick
Why do you have to go straight to the bad words?
Because you’ll never be quenched. Actions have consequences.
gasp “A big poop!”
Heckin peepee
You flipping turnip!
You have my word.
And my S word.
and my peepee!
and Randy’s beer can…