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Big Nate · **08-13-2016, 08:33 PM**

God damn it, boy, you is dumb.

For one, stop trying to rhyme everything at me like a freshman English major thinkin' he's the next Billy Shakespeare. You ain't even as good as an East Tennessee hipster on open mic night. Cut the shit and put down the quill pen, Dante.

Listen to this here hypocrite start using bad words and wishin' rape upon me, just because I got under his sensitive baby soft skin a little. Hey Chris, I thought you was a righteous man? That little tidbit about my daddy goin' at me with a rubber knob? That ain't the sort of thing a man of God would say. You ain't nothin' more than another phony with a two dollar bible you bought secondhand so you could skip to the parts someone else highlighted. You ain't never met Jesus and you ain't never gonna, because you ain't no more than a false prophet jerkin' off in the confessional. The only time you pray is when it's to not be greeted by the production staff at To Catch A Predator the next time you drive seven hours with a sixer of Mike's Hard Lemonade and a three pack of snugger fit rubbers to some kid you met online.

Only time you's on your knees is behind the church, after payin' some street meat to blow him.

You're a disgrace, Chambers.

Pussy.

Nate executes a perfect double underhook butterfly neckbreaker, then rolls Chambers up.

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