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Blue Gator · **01-15-2016, 10:52 AM**

m8 fokin r u finkin us tuff bt u ant sht fok of u shdnt huld tital u steller movees i hop u di i wank 2 u killin urself ayy lmao tush gt dat kush

(Who are you? Why are you holding this fucking title? I've heard you talk, I've heard you talk a fuck ton and It's like you somehow managed to find a blockbuster that's still open deep in the heart of Canada and devour every fucking movie in sight, before spewing out some extremely generic, hollywood insults and comebacks that you thought were witty out of your mouth. I could list list off several movies you've stolen from just before you prematurely ejaculate because by the amount it flaps out your mouth you seem to love that shit so much.

I'm going to slap you with the circumcised foreskin of all the little kids in Tumelo's parents' village back in Nigeria that they use to perform blood magic on, then I'll stitch it all together and tie it to something on the ceiling, in hope that you realise how worthless you are that you hang yourself. Literally. I don't care if you choke out or break your neck, me and Tumelo will be watching your purple face be drained of all life it ever had while we wank off in the corner. Tush shall acquire that marijuana.)

Tumelo runs in and big boots the ever-living fuck out of Prince, smirking like a Nigerian slapping his son as his victim falls to the concrete floor with a thud. He spins around and glances at the corner, where Tush is programming a metal claw machine which is linked to his wheelchair. He moves the claw towards a wooden crate where he slides off the lid. Inside he begins throwing out a variety of different items, including a crusty cum filled filled mask of his former customer, Gator, a cage full of dead pigeons and a sign that says:

Sign Said:PUSS AND KUSH <3

Finally, the claw reaches a bag of freshly imported foreskin, which the magnificent piece of engineering opens, before grabbing a handful. It hovers over towards Mason Prince's face, before slapping him a bunch of times until he passes out. What a pussy.

Tumelo leaps on top of him shrieking "Brrraa, brrraa batty boy!" before covering for the pin.

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