Thursday, November 22, 2012

Happy Thanksgiving, Butterfly Net!!!!!

Slowly, so slow, why are you so slow? We are giving you the answers you need, maybe not. We like you, even though you are rotten. Your EXISTENCE TAINTS EVERYTHING, but your purpose will come to fruition soon enough, don't be scared. We may not end up killing you, hmmmm,

maybe it would be funner to have a good vegetable, or u s a vgtbl. LoL, I know, right. Stupid Us. We could BE BF, NoNoNOJIOONONONONONONONO, you suck, we don't want you. Only if you haven't become a net. We would have been friends, even though we are not the same.

You could oe of thse crasy cultist, that worship us, or the other ITS, we dont tlked abut the othe ITS. They are plenty, thsi

universe is so fanstastic, multiple its even better looking, heck we believe we could branch out. SELL OUT, nah. ruins the funs of the other versions of us.

This message is for you and for the other, and maybe the pretty humans, not like you. disgusting beast,, sorry,,, we likedddbbbeasts. I hate werieting this, hacking and doing and knowing your bassmord.

TOO MANY US THAT OCCUPY ON SINGLE HIVE< THINKING BECOMES> IRRELVANT. Spelling sometimes goes to south, I prefer to be in the realm with the one body. Easier on my thoughts, our thoughts. What can we do? Except, wish you a happy turkey ( DEATH TO THE OTHER THAT DON"T LOOKED LIKE US DAY) (((, was that black friday?))) day.

No matter, BOO HOO<> PEOPLE DIE. Wait, maybe find your self a pretty lady. That woman was pretty, SHE WAS SMOKIN', no make up and still looks exquisite.

YOU ARE A PIG, wait, you callliing ourself a pig. This nam deen ot teg dial, H

HE IS a widow after all.

Good Night

or

Good Day

Good midnight>

Good evening

Good Indian Death Day, silly humans and their silly racism.

PS. Stop crying.

PSSS. It's really annoying.

PPPPSSSSS. You know what, a real man don't hide their tears. Go and give yourself a good cry.

PPPPPPPSSSSS::::: Forgot, you need a purpose to cry, even though your hearts of heart of the hearts of that single heart tha tbeats like a annoying fly that we should squeexed.

As a gift for the holidays, we will make you remember one detail, so you have a purpose to cry.


STUPID CRYBABY, CANT BELIEVE SOLDIERS THIS DAYS.

that's a cliche.


PEaCe and luv and DeSTRUCTION with A CUP OF HATE

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