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Scully · (05-13-2015)

Muddy kicks out... againâ€¦

...What ah'

â€¦

Well excuse Muddy... ya' generic Rainman! Muddy musta' mistook them there garglin' sounds yous' makin' on yer' dead daddy's dick as words.

Muddy doesn't actually recall any point ya' made cept' fer' tha' fact that ya' know so much bout' Lane, D'Ville and Gator that yer' clearly ah' stalker who masterbates while watchin' em' shower through theys' bathroom winda'â€¦

How could Muddy fer'get tha' point yah' made of bein' ah' salty ass

, and that yer' pussy is ah' throbbin' watchin' Muddy be successful while yer' sittin' on the sidelines with GFK's strap on up yer' ass? Can ya' let Muddy know what else ya' really said? Since yer' so damned sure that yer' shit talkin' was grade Aâ€¦

Ya' called Muddy ah' Hick? And ah' Clown?
...Fuckin' original there.

Ya' called Muddy irrelevant?
...Well guess who's been winnin' matches while yer' bitch ass been at home?

Ya' called Muddy out fer' tha' Black Hand beatin' tha' ever lovin' hell outta' ya'?
...Yup, damn straight, it happened. Yer' point?

Hell ya' talked more shit bout' Muddy's opponent, callin' him ah'

than' ya' did Muddy himself. Yet yer' shit talkin' is so damn good?

Yer' sad, tear jerkin' crybaby argument boils down ta' somethin' real simple ya' little pole blower: Yer' partner always put in more work than you, and it fuckin' cost ya'll tha' straps cause' yer' ah lazy ass who needs ta' be on government assistance ta' pay fer' groceries and rentâ€¦ you give tha' white race ah' bad name. Cry Muddy ah' fuckin' river of period blood Maverickâ€¦

BOO HOO!!!

It aint Scully's fault yer' pathetic ass tagged him inta' tha' match cause' yer' ah' bumblin' fuckin' idiot. It's YER FAULT! That's why we kicked yer' bitch ass out of tha' Black Hand, because it wuddunt' no longer tha' little faggedy ass stable that beats up on weak ass opponents that you and GFK dreamed up ta' be anymoreâ€¦ We're goin' to tha' top, and that aint never, ever been ah' place fer' lazy fuckers like you.

Ya' think fer' ah' second that Muddy or anyone else gives tha' goodest goddamned bout' yer' root killer fed, family tree? Or yer' Momma' ah' dyin' cause ya' scared her ta' death when she saw ya' at birth? Or yer' fuckin' Auntie's Uncle's Cousin who told Muddy yer' ah' queer and that ya' tried touchin' his pecker in his sleep?

Fer' someone who claims this here be such ah' shit title, yer' ah suuurrreee workin' hard ta' get it. Like when ya' entered that there rumble twice ta' get it, lost both times.
Muddy guesses at's ah' good thing, yer' trying ta' not be such ah' stinkin' pile of faggotry anymore and continue yer' reputation of bein' ah title shitterâ€¦

But today just aint yer' day, so get ah' little closer ta' Muddy's bunghole...
Muddy'lll give ya' little wiff of what shittin' excellence smells like.

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