The WFWF Goes To Hell: 'Here you go, way too fast'
Aug 13, 2019 12:56:18 GMT -5
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Post by Markw on Aug 13, 2019 12:56:18 GMT -5
I’m really starting to dislike Mesh’s boyfriend.
He’s a perfect example of why nobody likes the English. Thinks he’s the moral compass for the world, when really he’s guilty of the most dreadful atrocities (granted Shuggy’s atrocities are a dreadful command of his own language and painfully boring tweets, as opposed to the enslavement and exploitation of peoples around the globe. But I’m the person affected by the former’s crimes, so let’s say they’re roughly equally heinous).
The only thing I’ve really got to say to the walking Guinness advert is this...
‘Shuggy’, please, grow some scraggly orange balls.
It’s easy to be brave thousands of miles away behind a computer screen, but if you really were you’d come and prove you can really stand up to me.
And I’d f*** you up.
Now you Johnny, I’ve not got so much of a problem with you, it’s probably not going to make much difference to the end result, but hey, it’s something right?
I saw your little SuperBrawl video.
Not sure why you wanted to share your lesson in bad parenting with the rest of us. But thankfully it looks like little Bryce isn’t going to be around long enough for it to mess him up, so that’s… positive… I guess.
I particularly liked the bit where you scolded the former boy now vegetable for his language - and the language you took exception to was, I assume, asses.
I mean wow, what an absolute c***.
Sorry, I know I’m not supposed to say that word because I’m a cute little American girl and it makes patronising c***s like you uncomfortable, but I still think you’re a c***.
I mean really, asses? What’s wrong with you?
Luckily for all the teenage weirdos with a bloodlust watching, I don’t discriminate. You can be as special as you like, you can be a ten year old school pet trapped in a grown man’s body, and I’ll still smash your head in.
It’s probably less lucky for you.
That said I’m not adverse to taking it easy on you. Letting you get out of Hell without a scratch on you.
See I also heard your little Stay Gold speech, terrible lot of dribble really, but it got me thinking.
Particularly your pride in having ‘Morals’ and ‘Ethics’, and at first I thought ‘I’ll beat them out of him’, but you know, that’s just a bit dull isn’t it?
I thought instead I might just prod, and prod, get inside your head, and see if I can get you to a point where you’re willing to forgo your ‘Morals’ and ‘Ethics’, to hurt me. Really hope it works, ‘cause if not I’ll have to ditch that plan and put you in the next bed down from your, to coin a phrase, ‘wee’ boy.
Counterproductive?
Perhaps.
But it sounds fun doesn’t it?
You hurt me real bad, or I hurt you.
Either way, it’s gonna be a car crash.
He’s a perfect example of why nobody likes the English. Thinks he’s the moral compass for the world, when really he’s guilty of the most dreadful atrocities (granted Shuggy’s atrocities are a dreadful command of his own language and painfully boring tweets, as opposed to the enslavement and exploitation of peoples around the globe. But I’m the person affected by the former’s crimes, so let’s say they’re roughly equally heinous).
The only thing I’ve really got to say to the walking Guinness advert is this...
‘Shuggy’, please, grow some scraggly orange balls.
It’s easy to be brave thousands of miles away behind a computer screen, but if you really were you’d come and prove you can really stand up to me.
And I’d f*** you up.
Now you Johnny, I’ve not got so much of a problem with you, it’s probably not going to make much difference to the end result, but hey, it’s something right?
I saw your little SuperBrawl video.
Not sure why you wanted to share your lesson in bad parenting with the rest of us. But thankfully it looks like little Bryce isn’t going to be around long enough for it to mess him up, so that’s… positive… I guess.
I particularly liked the bit where you scolded the former boy now vegetable for his language - and the language you took exception to was, I assume, asses.
I mean wow, what an absolute c***.
Sorry, I know I’m not supposed to say that word because I’m a cute little American girl and it makes patronising c***s like you uncomfortable, but I still think you’re a c***.
I mean really, asses? What’s wrong with you?
Luckily for all the teenage weirdos with a bloodlust watching, I don’t discriminate. You can be as special as you like, you can be a ten year old school pet trapped in a grown man’s body, and I’ll still smash your head in.
It’s probably less lucky for you.
That said I’m not adverse to taking it easy on you. Letting you get out of Hell without a scratch on you.
See I also heard your little Stay Gold speech, terrible lot of dribble really, but it got me thinking.
Particularly your pride in having ‘Morals’ and ‘Ethics’, and at first I thought ‘I’ll beat them out of him’, but you know, that’s just a bit dull isn’t it?
I thought instead I might just prod, and prod, get inside your head, and see if I can get you to a point where you’re willing to forgo your ‘Morals’ and ‘Ethics’, to hurt me. Really hope it works, ‘cause if not I’ll have to ditch that plan and put you in the next bed down from your, to coin a phrase, ‘wee’ boy.
Counterproductive?
Perhaps.
But it sounds fun doesn’t it?
You hurt me real bad, or I hurt you.
Either way, it’s gonna be a car crash.
OOC: Sorry for the delay, and for scrapping the bits I had done in favour of a participation monologue, but I wanted to at least get something up today in spite of it not counting, and that wouldn’t give me the time to do the original idea justice.
