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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2wyWPBRfxY
Epilepsy warning.

dude i don't wanna watch your snuff film

Words can't even describe.

TLRedemption wrote:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2wyWPBRfxY
Epilepsy warning.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little jam? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in 2008.pumkin.com, and I've been involved in numerous secret dinners on the internet, and I have over 300 confirmed hotdogs. I am trained in egg warfare and I'm the top chicken in the entire french fry armed forces. You are nothing to me but another sandwich. I will wipe you the fock out with coffee the likes of which has never been eaten before in the restaurant, mark my rice words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the counter? Think again, fucker. As we eat I am contacting your manager of salt across the table and your hamburger is being eaten right now so you better prepare for the juice, maggot. The juice that eats out the pathetic little thing you call a restaurant. You're fucking soda, kid. I can be eating anytime, and I can eat you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare mouth. Not only am I extensively hungry in unamred jam, but I have access to the entire counter of the United Restaurant Marine Cheese and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable water off the face of the internet, you little sandwich. If you only could have known what unholy hotdog your little "clever" egg was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking cheese. But you coundn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the jam, you goddamn pizza. I will shit jam all over you and you will eat in it. I'm fucking hungry, kiddo.

LoneSoldier55 wrote:

TLRedemption wrote:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r2wyWPBRfxY
Epilepsy warning.

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little jam? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in 2008.pumkin.com, and I've been involved in numerous secret dinners on the internet, and I have over 300 confirmed hotdogs. I am trained in egg warfare and I'm the top chicken in the entire french fry armed forces. You are nothing to me but another sandwich. I will wipe you the fock out with coffee the likes of which has never been eaten before in the restaurant, mark my rice words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the counter? Think again, fucker. As we eat I am contacting your manager of salt across the table and your hamburger is being eaten right now so you better prepare for the juice, maggot. The juice that eats out the pathetic little thing you call a restaurant. You're fucking soda, kid. I can be eating anytime, and I can eat you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare mouth. Not only am I extensively hungry in unamred jam, but I have access to the entire counter of the United Restaurant Marine Cheese and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable water off the face of the internet, you little sandwich. If you only could have known what unholy hotdog your little "clever" egg was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking cheese. But you coundn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the jam, you goddamn pizza. I will shit jam all over you and you will eat in it. I'm fucking hungry, kiddo.

No! I don't want that... GIVE ME THE SIK FRAGS.

NO! I DON'T WANT THAT!

Give me the Long Awaited Ground-Breaking Squad Based First Person Shooter that has been Demanded Since the Beginning of Time from Gaben.

LoneSoldier55 wrote:NO! I DON'T WANT THAT!

Give me the Long Awaited Ground-Breaking Squad Based First Person Shooter that has been Demanded Since the Beginning of Time from Gaben.

No! I don't want that!
Give me the annual shitty rushed shooters with no innovation.

I don’t give a fuck who you are or where you live. You can count on me to be there to bring your fucking life to a hellish end. I’ll put you in so much fucking pain that it’ll make Jesus being nailed to a cross in the desert look like a fucking back massage on a tropical island. I don’t give a fuck how many reps you have or how tough you are IRL, how well you can fight, or how many fucking guns you own to protect yourself. I’ll fucking show up at your house when you aren’t home. I’ll turn all the lights on in your house, leave all the water running, open your fridge door and not close it, and turn your gas stove burners on and let them waste gas. You’re going to start stressing the fuck out, your blood pressure will triple, and you’ll have a fucking heart attack. You’ll go to the hospital for a heart operation, and the last thing you’ll see when you’re being put under in the operating room is me hovering above you, dressed like a doctor. When you wake up after being operated on, wondering what ticking time bomb is in your chest waiting to go off. You’ll recover fully from your heart surgery. And when you walk out the front door of the hospital to go home I’ll run you over with my fucking car out of no where and kill you. I just want you to know how easily I could fucking destroy your pathetic excuse of a life, but how I’d rather go to a great fuckng length to make sure your last remaining days are spent in a living, breathing fucking hell. It’s too late to save yourself, but don’t bother committing suicide either… I’ll fucking resuscitate you and kill you again myself you bitch-faced phaggot. Welcome to hell, population: you

I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for innovation I can tell you we don't have any. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills; skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you make an innovative shooter, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will kill you.

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