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I will invert your rib cage

I will turn your pelvis into a waffle maker and boil you to death in it

Call me a bitch again and your ancestors will watch your bloodline end on the spot you insolent fool

I will slam your head against the floor and brush your teeth with the carpet

I will inhale your intestines like spaghetti on a plate.

Say that again and I will slowly rip your toenails off one by one and put them in a blender with some lemon juice then stick your feet into the mixture Try me

I'm going to shove a flute down your ear and play Syrinx into your skull

I will turn you into a knife pin cushion

I Will shove a pitchfork up your ass and I'll twist your guts like spaghetti if you do that again

I will drink your spinal fluid through a swirly straw!

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