That was the punchline to a very highly crafted joke. Sure, take it out of context and it sounds like juvenile filth but that wasn't how it went down and I think if you consult your heart and the very depths of your soul, you'll find you know it, too.
Hug.
Um, that last comment was from me. It's very difficult to get through your spamwall!
I couldn't figure out why you were hugging me for a super long time. Hmm.
Space cadet.
Bite me. Noob.
How am I a noob?! I'm your oldest fan!
With the brain of a 2 year old. What was it you said earlier? 'Fannysquatch', was it? Yeah. Noob.
That was the punchline to a very highly crafted joke. Sure, take it out of context and it sounds like juvenile filth but that wasn't how it went down and I think if you consult your heart and the very depths of your soul, you'll find you know it, too.
Also, cockbag.
It did cause that expression on Mum's face that i'm so fond of. You know the one? The 'what the hell did i give birth to' face. Magical.
If i'm a cockbag, then you're a fuckpuddle.
Lawyered.
Yeah? Guess that makes you Queen of the fuckwaffles then.
Bookkeepered.
This escalated quickly.
Tired now, lights out. Byeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
Fuckwaffles?! I surrender.
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