fucking.txt

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Okay, bub. Just stop. Stop. Listen and learn. I have had it with your bullshit and I don’t want to hear another word from such a moronic simpleton as you. You’re filth and I will treat you as such. I will fuck you. Do you understand, bucko? I will. When I say this I mean it in the most literal sense possible. I will fuck you not once, but thrice. I will fuck you hardly, I will fuck you softly, and I will fuck you upside down, left, right, and I will fuck you invert. Not only that, but I will physically grab you by your skinny tweenage necky wecky and drag you out into the street and fuck you. I’ll fuck you at your grandmother’s funeral, I’ll fuck you in the back of a 2002 Ford Taurus station wagon, white in color. I will fuck you in all the places you didn’t lose your virginity at, and guess what? That’s everywhere. I will fuck you in your nephew’s kitchen while his pet gold fish watches as I push your head into the fridge and you choke on mustard, your stupid dark mascara tears gleaming down your sobbing and pathetic crying face as I force myself into you. Not only will I be fucking you, but you will be getting fucked. By me. And you just wait - uh uh, boy - if I haven’t made this clear yet I will fuck you until you attain a rare form of pancreatic cancer and your spleen busts open.
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