Cat has been to the vet already. Take a deep breath turdy mcturdstein.
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Cat has been to the vet already. Take a deep breath turdy mcturdstein.
Right now I think the cat would agree with you.
You think I'm scary, Thondalar thinks I'm terrifying.
Neither you, Candor, nor the Thondalaris, nor the Romans, nor the Jews, nor Terrence, nor the Twelve, nor the priests nor the scribes, nor doomed Jerusalem itself understand what fear is... understand what terror is... understand at all... understand at all.
If you knew all that I knew, my poor Candor, you'd see the truth... but you close your eyes... but you close your eyes.
While you live, your troubles are many, my poor Candor. To conquer death, you only have to submit to a thoroughly invasive and unimaginably expensive government bureaucracy. You only have to... that thing I just said.
You are starting off too many of your sentences with how you think. That's your problem right there.
Who are you to interpret truth based on survalence that does not exist and pass your judgement like that?
"well I think; I don't think; <more bullshit nija talk tough guy talk>". STFU
The film could reveal L is actually Bill Gates for all you know.
I think if the BB15 camera were pointed at you, the truth would unveil right now you are at work rubbing peanut-butter on your an empty flab sack where you call your balls and whistling for Fido to come. Nobody wants to see that shit.
That's because you are sick Tisket. Truly ill. Roll your damn walker over to the strip club and seek mental therapy.