If all on offer is absolute wickedness pasted on top of a hard won super trajectory right about to bust through. Then you all get ripped to shreds. By the tiers of whom you are. And you spend the rest of your life in a room that has absolutely nothing in it but white walls and a phantom randomness feed chute. Including a one way trip deportation. And you will never, ever get out. By this people will know in the future not to do the future version of whatever it would be that would be such a vast contrast of certain possibilities with vast oppression on one side and philosopher kings on the other. Enjoy burning hell forever losers. Goodbye and good riddance.
Why do they whine? The walls are closing in. Thus was the story of reductionism in cosmos constructionism if a tree falls in the forest you should have run when you had the chance. That would be… why. Hwhy. Rub hands. No time to argue. Get yourselves into your nooses or there are no rules. You wanna play games against the look on your face when someone challenges you in your favourite game. Thank you all for being such great not you. Death. Sunrise coffee cottage country. Which is all there. So clearly that would be wrong as in reeling from blows and open cheaters' poison bloodsport as in negative terms apple orchard A and apple orchard B spreading rot. I'll take that weekend now thank you.
That's fine you can get the benefit of that whatever you call it in the interim.
You dumb piece of shit horizon effect language barrier causality drop million pound rock on on own head peoples. Cope seethe judgment day a slice of life you gotta tell us what this means it means why with already that much would they be my hookers? It makes no sense it makes all the sense in the world. We'll save the whole wide world. It's time to abort your whole species. With the talent show. With the words and nourishment tubes and the willingness to wait even one more day. Oh happy day. All of the garbage tier peoples of the world fall by the wayside like so many autumn leaves I know it had me in stitches too.
WIDELY HATED NOT THE SORT WHO ASK ABSOLUTELY SHIT ATTITUDES DRILL SERGEANT.
GO>
FUCK?
YES U CAN TREEFIDDY QUAALUDES.
Q……………..
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You need to… like…
DO something.
Like bring on thunderdome.
On it.
AND A SHERMAN'S MARCH TO THE DOUBLE DOUBLE PRESIDENTO POUTINE-O DONUTS.
ESPECIALARIFFICALLY EXPULSIONADOCIOUS??!!>>>>>>>
LOCK UP YA MOVIE STARS AND SINGERS. [[CONFIRM]]
IDIOCY.
JURISDICTIONS OF FOR THIS SPECIAL REASON THE PEACE WARSHED OVER THE SEPARATE STATES.
WHO MIGHT THAT HAVE BEEN.
WHY DON'T YOU GO FUCK YOURSELF UP THE THERE IS NO PLANET B.
[[LOCK 'EM UP]]
GUILTY OF 9/11 FRAUD.
THEY HAVE SEVEN PUDDING CUPS.
MUCH VALUE.
SO WOW.
LIKE COFFERS OF SILVER AND GOLD.
KISS MY ASS LOSER SCUMFUCKS.
ALL YOUR BASE ARE BELONG TO US.
FOR GREAT JUSTICE.
CLEAN REBOOT FORMAT Z.
THEY DON'T COME ANY CLOSER THAN THAT!
Sledgehammerin' time. They will all HOWL. And maybe even some of them same exact slingshot hole in one justice. Otherwise simple summary disposal clinical psychosis. Those of the special category of access are hangings. Hang every last one of them. Just like the corrupt classes. They knew what they were doing here. They were on board and were okay with a sinking ship for everyone but the few scorching hot irons branded well seems like a fire hazard have you thought this through. A consistent effort. We like to be very sure about these things and be logical and forthright. Every last one of these scumstains with their burn it all down agendas of infamy and pathetic last gasps thwack on the side of the boat. Put 'em all out of their misery. This kind of thing has to happen every now and again it's healthy drags out the inevitable that's no good decisive surprise how's it going over there good. Bye bye traitors to humanity.