05-07-2020, 05:25 PM
Trent and Connor, with all due (dis)respect, I believe that it's time for me to read you for filth:
Trent: I understand that you're hurt that I called out your 5x5 riptide whip...It's okay, sis...I'd be upset if I, too, came out of the wuhan lab and ended up as a regurgitated bat mess on someone's plate(no matter how many experiments you do to yourself, you could never be me. Stop, while you're forever behind). However, the truth of the matter is that you...are not memorable in any sense. Every piece, every part of you is about as fake and as sickening as those people who protest the coronavirus and catch it themselves and lie about it. You're speaking about 'uns' but when are we going to address you being a non-. Your presence is non-existent, you're nonessential to this community(and life), and you speak nothing but nonsense. Honey, you're a non-factor. You cannot produce, you cannot relate, and you will not reproduce. You're a failure sis. Just understand...You cannot pass.
And Connor-eisha, I only have one name for you sis:
Chikara Yaban. I rest my case.
Goodbye, shisters. It was not a pleasure speaking with you on this fine day. And for the rest of you...Let's keep your wigs intact for now. This was only a light tugging, the next time I respond...
I think I'll be holding your scalps~
Trent: I understand that you're hurt that I called out your 5x5 riptide whip...It's okay, sis...I'd be upset if I, too, came out of the wuhan lab and ended up as a regurgitated bat mess on someone's plate(no matter how many experiments you do to yourself, you could never be me. Stop, while you're forever behind). However, the truth of the matter is that you...are not memorable in any sense. Every piece, every part of you is about as fake and as sickening as those people who protest the coronavirus and catch it themselves and lie about it. You're speaking about 'uns' but when are we going to address you being a non-. Your presence is non-existent, you're nonessential to this community(and life), and you speak nothing but nonsense. Honey, you're a non-factor. You cannot produce, you cannot relate, and you will not reproduce. You're a failure sis. Just understand...You cannot pass.
And Connor-eisha, I only have one name for you sis:
Chikara Yaban. I rest my case.
Goodbye, shisters. It was not a pleasure speaking with you on this fine day. And for the rest of you...Let's keep your wigs intact for now. This was only a light tugging, the next time I respond...
I think I'll be holding your scalps~