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[Blandscape]

you have spent all of your accounts of yourself on me

 

[Blandscape]

all of dem

 

[The Countess]

Yawn

 

[Blandscape]

without exception I like you the most

 

[Blandscape]

you need to need me Proxy

 

[Aylana]

You should have had brains and honor enough to crawl away with your tail between your legs hiding your crushed balls but you didn't and now I'm going to redecorate BF with your fucking blood.

 

[Blandscape]

YouWell, there it is, there is the account of itself I was hoping for

 

[Aylana]

you're OWNED by your FLAME GOD MASTER, you lying flatulant tard nobody.

 

[Blandscape]

sort me out and call me Mabel Proxy

 

[Aylana]

You're a moronic Yorkshire Terrier overdosing on methadrine, fuck off.

 

[Blandscape]

I like winding you up

 

[Blandscape]

and watching you fly

 

[Blandscape]

and soar like a wingless Dove

 

[Blandscape]

Sednd in Poppy by

 

[Aylana]

Let's cut this dumb moronic cuntbreathed rant of yours off before shoutbox becomes more unusauble than it already is shitstain.

 

[Blandscape]

nature, we can all get high o the fruits of dat

 

[Blandscape]

Why so aggressive Proxy, just send in the Lit Club?

 

[Aylana]

Look tardlet when I plonk somebody I'm being merciful like the great net God I am allowing you to worship my greatness and grandure from a safe distance so I can fuck with the lamers on Flame Gimps who are actually worthy of me

 

[Blandscape]

Jez oh, I never came here to be attempted to be insulted!

 

[Aylana]

And you have the fucking nerve to interupt my valuable time and pester me and write lies and bullshit

 

[Blandscape]

Now Proxy, are you focused

 

[Blandscape]

Can you say something that might entertain me, or not?

 

[Aylana]

0WN3D again, bleh, you're OWNED by your FLAME GOD MASTER, you lying flatulant tard nobody.

 

[The Countess]

Ugh my headache is back

 

[Blandscape]

Yea I am Owned, by a 13 account moron that never once had courage of his own conviction.

 

[Blandscape]

I will be back in a minute Proxy.

 

[Blandscape]

Sorry aboot dat

 

[Blandscape]

Whit were you atempting to say?

 

[Aylana]

The War Geese have inhaled helium to honk.

 

[Aylana]

I'm seriously sitting here and telling you that you suck beyond all possibility of being saved from your suckitude. I note that you don't try to argue, you don't try to flame, you don't do anything but drone on and on