Crack Smut and ShamChats

Dang

This is a conversation between Punk! England and yourself, Matthew Williams.

Punk! England: Hi...

Matthew Williams: hey

Punk! England: Would'cha look at that, I guess I can hear dead people..

Matthew Williams: What?

Punk! England: I can hear you but there's no one in here..

Matthew Williams: I'm God

Punk! England: Well, too bad for you, you gonna smite me? Never went to church..

Matthew Williams: I need your help. arthur. the world is in danger

Punk! England: Do it yourself, your god right? Almighty and powerful? I'd rather sit down in my room and listen to music..

Matthew Williams: This is out of my hands now!

Punk! England: Tch. Fine how IS the world in danger..

Matthew Williams: Um....we are out of maple syrup and the Canadian economy is in shambles!

Punk! England: Thats... Not a world crisis.. But you could tap some trees in Alfred's place.. Vermont I think is where he makes syrup...

Matthew Williams: Vermont maple syrup sucks ass

Punk! England: THEN GO GROW YOUR OWN DAMN TREES

Matthew Williams: I am the god of christmas past not the god of trees

Punk! England: Well then go visit Scrooge again, he helped you out didn't he..?

Matthew Williams: Fuck this. Just buy me some damn maple syrupyou hoser

Punk! England: Geez "god" I didn't know you had a potty mouth..

Matthew Williams: Get fucked Bud

Punk! England: Fuck you too as well.. In England we like Maple Gold.. Go steal some. No one can see you right?

Matthew Williams: Well...That's not true.... *Crawls out of the air vent and looks sheepishly at his toes*

Punk! England: HOW THE HELL DID YOU EVEN FIT INTO THAT FUCKING THING....?!

Matthew Williams: It's the power of the friendsips that I don't have.

Punk! England: ( omg dying ) Well then I could fit into that as well.

Matthew Williams: Awwww

Matthew Williams: Do you want a hug?

Punk! England: No. Dont. Touch. Me.

Matthew Williams: I'm sorry

Punk! England has left the conversation.