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YOU 40 TON SACK OF HALFBAKED CHROMOSOMES ID BURY YOU ALIVE BUT I'D FEEL BAD FOR THE WORMS THATS HAVE TO CHOKE DOWN YOUR FAT PUTRID CORPSE YOUR A FACE ONLY A DEAD MOTHER COULD LOVE A PLAGUE TO THE REST OF US UNFORTUNATE ENOUGH TO BE ALIVE IN THE SAME CENTURY AS YOU YOUR LESS THAN NOTHING BECAUSE AT LEAST NOTHING CAN ONLY BE A DISAPPOINTMENT AT ITS WORST GOD IS DEAD AND THE MERE SIGHT OF YOU IS WHAT KILLED HIM!! *crashing out*