Women's Manifesto

[The Countess]

Why don’t you like me?

 

[Blandscape]

I told ye, ye are fine. If fine was you sticking a strawberry jam jar on yer hand and punching a wall.

 

[Blandscape]

Or licking a post it note wiff a hand-written curse on it, sticking it on another post it note, rolling that up into a roach and smoking it wiff a fine rolling tobacco, while attempting to whistle a Stephen Foster chirpy fucking tune.

 

[Aylana]

do you love steve from sweden more than you love Cunty?

are you trying to make Cunty jealous?

 

[The Countess]

Who is Steve??

 

[Blandscape]

do you love steve from sweden more than you love Cunty?

are you trying to make Cunty jealous?

No, I just missed yer 536 e-mails in my inbox in two weeks. Whit are ye ignoring me now?

 

[Blandscape]

Who is Steve??

Nothing fur you to worry about, you talentless cunt.

 

[Blandscape]

There's a gid moron.

 

[Blandscape]

Now Proxy, where were we?

 

[Blandscape]

It didn't quite wurk oot fur ye Proxy...did it.

 

[The Countess]

Who is Steve??

Nothing fur you to worry about, you talentless cunt.

Get fucked, you small dicked dullard

 

[Blandscape]

Share with us all Proxy, why you are so easily baited.

 

[Blandscape]

Who is Steve??

Nothing fur you to worry about, you talentless cunt.

Get fucked, you small dicked dullard

Yeah, yeah yeah, beg me to give you my attention again, in my inbox, just like Proxy does.

 

[Blandscape]

Why don't you like me Blandy?

 

[The Countess]

Who is Steve??

Nothing fur you to worry about, you talentless cunt.

Get fucked, you small dicked dullard

Yeah, yeah yeah, beg me to give you my attention again, in my inbox, just like Proxy does.

No, I do not want to sex you in PM. Sorry

 

[Blandscape]

I told ye...I tolerate ye.

 

[Blandscape]

That doesn't make me responsible for your failure.

 

[Blandscape]

Now fuck off, or say summfing witty.

 

[Blandscape]

Talentless Cunthole that I always fuck.

 

[Blandscape]

Where are ye Proxy? Are ye really sending the lowest denominator ever in to prop ye up?

 

[Blandscape]

I enjoy witty. Say sumfing witty Flea.

 

[LotusBud]

21st Century... and only America and Northern Ireland are discussing a Woman's right to choose.

It's barbaric.

 

[Blandscape]

I'll leave you two geniuses to come up wiff sumfing shall I?

 

[Aylana]

Ahaha! You're so cute, Blandscape but your big nose keeps distracting me.

I didn't mean to get distracted. I'm sorry.

Even though it's your fault for distracting me.

Shame on you!

I'm just kidding.

Anything we do together is fun, as long as it's with you.

But anyway...do you want to go back to your room?

If it takes me some time to collect my thoughts, then I'm sorry.

 

[Blandscape]

21st Century... and only America and Northern Ireland are discussing a Woman's right to choose.

It's barbaric.

It truly is, and what do those two places have in common...a Protestantism that has murdered millions, while claiming Catholicism murdered millions.

 

[Blandscape]

Anything we do together is fun, as long as it's with you.

Of course it's fun. Fucking you and your caravan of fucktittery up is always entertaining....without taxing me.

 

[Blandscape]

It wid be nice to be taxed at some point though.

 

[Blandscape]

21st Century... and only America and Northern Ireland are discussing a Woman's right to choose.

It's barbaric.

It truly is, and what do those two places have in common...a Protestantism that has murdered millions, while claiming Catholicism murdered millions.

They are all scum wiff white collars.

 

[Aylana]

Wait...

You do know that this is all a game, right?

Could it be possible that you didn't know that?

That doesn't make much sense...

I thought you were just pretending to be retarded, my bad.

Man...

If only you had paid a little more attention, this would have been a little bit less awkward, you know?

 

[Aylana]

Ahaha!

I'm sorry though!

Gosh, it's been a while since I talked to someone so stupid.