
Originally Posted by
radamanthys
I should rape you with a fire extinguisher, you piss-ant son of a bitch. I hope you find out that your father masturbates to pictures of a pediatric burn unit, and your mother kills him out of burning rage, leading her to spend the rest of her dejected life dying slowly in a moldy solitary confinement cell in the most bumbfuck part of whatever hellhole state you hail from. In the meantime, you'll miss seeing your mother for the last time as you'll be having the fire extinguisher slowly extracted from halfway up your small intestine. After you recover and are on the way to finally visit your poor dejected mother, I hope a gang of STD-infested, but well-endowed men rape you until half the sutures from the extinguisher extraction are a bloody mess, and the rest are infected with quickly replicating strains of whatever foul mess had infested the group's nether regions. After that, a monthly visitor should come see you. No, not just the Herpes. But a man I like to refer to just as "Bot". We call him that because, due to various sharp and pointy piercings, his penis looks more robotic than human. He'll pick a different orifice to violate monthly. After the first "oral month", the scars across your face render you a disfigured mess, barely resembling anything sentient, let alone human. And on that day, I should walk into your house, piss on whatever is left of your face, and you'll finally know what a fucking little bitch you are.
Peace be with you. Eat shit and die in a fire.