This shit? Again?
We didn't ask for you here, asshole.
You fucks have been rattling around my skull since last time, it's about time to let the demons out.
IIII missed you, daddy!
Don't call me that.
Can I call you that?
Absolutely not.
M3?
Fuck no.
I didn't think you were such a pervert.
I didn't think you were such a bitch.
Yaaaass, queen!
What does that even mean?
I dunno, but, like, it's your brain, how don't you know?
I dunno, III can speak 236 languages, only 2 of which I knows, only 1 of which I know, and only 1/2 of which you know, II.
I literally have no clue what's going on.
Neither does the reader, cunt.
Now, now, we shouldn't use that word, unless our mighty lord is fucking the aforementioned... part...
What?
Ignore the nun, and the reader knows much.
They know you're an asshole.
And you're a faggot.
That's not a politically correct term.
Nah, nah, nah, nah, listen, if I see a guy blowing another dude in an alley, whatever, go for it, you funky gay fucks. But if the sucker comes up for air all like, "People from Phoenix are called Phonicians!" I'd be like, "Shut up and get back to sucking dick, you faggot."
That's a Louis C.K. joke.
And you're like, just a joke in general.
