a/n: SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STALINIST CUNTS!11 WOLFFXNATION, MY SPILLING IS BAD CUZ ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIST LANGUIGE!1111 I LIVE IN NORWICH, I SPIC NORWEDGIAN MIST OF THA TIM!111 BRENN I HELVETE SATANISTISK DRITT!
RANDUMB GUEST STOOP CALLING ME A FACIST, I AM NOT A FASIST I AM A CHRISTIAN!111 WHY THE FUCK WOOD I BE A FAECIST? MUSSOLINI SED THAT FUR THE FAECESIST EVERYTHONG IS FIR THE STATE, THERE IS NUTTING OUTSIDE IT, ASS IN NO CHRISTIANITITTY!1 TRU EVANGELION PROTITSTANTS WERE PROSECUTED IN ITALY YOUR COMET IS RETARDED UND SO ARE YOU! IF YOU WANT TO TALK SHIT USE YORE ACCUNT YOU FUCKING COWARD!11
STOP SAIYAN MY STORY IS SATRIE, IT"S NUT!11 WHO THE FUCK WOULD I BE SATRIRIZIT? CHRISTIANS? NO!1 I AM A FUCKING CHRISTIN MESELF WHY THE FUCK WOULD I SATRISE MY OWN SIDE? IF I WANTED TO RITE SATORE I'LL SATRIZE SUM LOLBERALS OR SUM CUMMUNISTS!11
LOL MAYBEE I'LL DO THAT IN THIS FUC!11
Surry fir this capter being latte my fag bother Martin stoll my Nintendie sbitch so I wet to his room to gut it back and I fucking sawed him macking out woth a blank kod frum sckool!1!1 I garbed my dad's shitgun and everyman fracked the fuck out. Da black cod pot his arms up and he shat himself and he ren out. Marten got sooooo fucking med and he trued to fite me but I beet his arse. Then he tolled my das and strep mum and thos abusage peaces of shut sade Maarten can kiss and evin fuck hoever he wants as leng as he used condos. Than they sid I was himbophobic end den my dad touche away my cumputer anz phone. Evon my hexbox and PS5 are gun!111 I told tham I was just trying to safe Maartin from the fries of hell butt those asshalls intitsted I was entolerent. I dent know why they sanded wuth Martin, my strep mam even sed they'll cull the police if I stewed my "hat speech" agen.
TO QUOTEV ALESTROM, "YOUR ALL CUNTS SP FUCK YOU ALL!111"
Tanks (lol geddit cause it's a Sabayon refrens) for editing this agen Kevan, averyone his bitrayed me butt yoll always be heer :D
Btw I am npt in live with ham TkeleChoG ind in this chapper I'll proove it!11
TY to my Christiana reeders, 2 the stannists, drit og dra!111
I wuss relay pissed ov that Prissy Jacksen god away so I waz at the cuntry club drunking sum screwdrivers. I took my drank outside to da tetanis court and I sawed a vary handsum gay paying against a gril. He was warring a Lamb of Goo shit (a/m: they arr a kickass Cjristian band) that had an angle thing wuth wingz and blak shots and snakers. He had auburn hare and blue eyez. The cuntrast made ham lock even beta. He was also a butt tan width high cheekbones and a rally nice smile. He stooped playing and wet to me.
"Hi thar," he sed. "Name's Kevin. Keven Sørrensen." (a/n: Kevun that is you! Im so fucking gad you're finally herr!11)
He pinted to the girl he was ploying against and wining aginst. "That's me suster Klara." (a/n: Klara thus is you!11)
Kara was wereing a tinnitus dress accept hers was low cunt and blake with white rooses with blood on the hwite pedals, green stems with spikey thrones on them, thigh hi fishnet stickings thyt had rose patens woven in and 10 ich bleak striper heels. She hid log wavy strawberry bland hare and blue eyes and bog boobs. She wuz thin enuff to bee anorsexic. She hod a nice butt too butt (a/n: lul geddit) it wasn't too bug cause she wasn't sum trashy black gril. It was nice snd shapely butt nit too bog. Klara locked like a cross (a/n: lol geddit cause I'm Christion) between Simone Simons and a redhat version of Rose Hauntingtin-Whitley frum Transformers 3. (a/n: Kevyn looks moar like a readhed Ian Summerhaalder frim Lost, that snow had sooooo mush protential bit the ending sicked so hard).
"Hiiii" she sid flirtily. Klare crammed herself. She was nit wearing underwar and I cold see her pussy jews dripping down her log legs. She wis getting wetter ans she was so wet it wos gushing out like a foundation.
We wet innto teh pool. There wear sum vary hooooooot chinks in bikinied in the poole and tannin on the lunge chairs. Sum if them war even node and there booobz were hug bit I only had eyes fir Klara.
Wii 69ed, her pissy tasted like chocolate melk snd I chugged it like a bier. She sucked my cuck witch tested like a thic orange cremesicle. She socked like a vacum cleanser ond then she gulped up mi cum. It wax cremey und it toasted like Goo-Gurt. Bet my duck stale didn't go down so I fucked jer agaan doggy stile. Kevun was jacking tou us und so mulch of his cum got in the walter it wuss lick a sea of cum nd the hooooooooot chinks war swinging in it!111 They robbed there clits. Then Kevn he johned in end Klara bleu ham wile I fucked hir (a/n: c is that gay?)
We war aboot to cum when I hard
"WHOT THE FUCKING HEIL ARE YOU FUCKING NAGGERFAGGOTS FUCKING DONG?!11"
It was Annabette, she'd bin one of the hot nakid chicks!11 Und she was mid that we didn't evite her. So Klara stated to suck my disk on all fors and behind her Kevn was on all force eating her ass, so Annabella gut on her hads and knees and ate Kevan's ass. They wear kike a human centipad.
After that bitet of fun, Kevun and I git to know each udder betta. He was oslo a Chirstian und he wontoned to clean Amurica of all the Stanists. He wood stop at nuthing to die so. He used to bee in tha US Marinara ind he'd kaled 32786327328962423784627823637 stannis moslems in Iraq ad Afganistam. He oslo luved the seam bands I liked. His flavorite bands were Daemon Haunter, The Decal Wears Prada, Impending Dum, Woves at the Gate, Powderwolf, Antester, Krimson Moonlite, Frost Kike Ashes, Skillet, Lamed of God, and ofc Babaton. Like me, he heated bands like Ass I Lie Dying, Evanesense, and Underoath, ho forsook Christ fur Stannic fame. (a/n: wen I fund that out, I bumed all my Evinesens merch ad my neibor sum bitch named Tara saw ind she got sooooooo fucking mad, she tired to fite me, butt I punched herr into the fire ad her last scrams were aboot her funfic being unfurnished. Dat wuss one wired day). And he hated modem musik like Aria Grande, Taylor Swit, Billy Eyelash, Ice Spice, Ed Sharon, Olivera Rodrigo, Meg thee Stallone, Milley Cyprus, Doja Cunt, BTS, and Blackpunk.
He wos soooooo mich like me and his sitter was fucking hoot too.
"OMG we shood stat a band," Kevjn sad.
"Holy shot yesss!11" Annabelle said. "I cold be da lead vocaloid!11"
She did a covert of Arch Enema's You Well Know My Name and she sundered just kike Alissa White-Glue except not as anointing.
"Ew wtf!1111" I fucking shitted. "Were not gay like Arch Anemy, Nightbish, Within Tempation, Evinesens. A woman has no palace in heavy mental, That kind of muzak is a mon's domane. A womin cannit handle being on stooge, turing, or the gutteal growls or the subjest mater." (a/n: a wimmin cannut cumprehand the drake and derpressing songs becuz their brans are too tiny it's aboot the size of a squire's bran, a womun shod be listening to lit harted sans aboot relationships).
"You are rite," Analbeth sad. "I whale be a goo Christin woman and wait fir you to cum home, I'll cock and clean and obey yore every word. I would nerevar cumplain or nag. I ood nerever cry of you forgit our annaversity or valentino's day. I wood nerve ask fer expansive cloths or jewry. Ill nerevar say no to six even if my period peens are making me scream. I wood have ass many sons as popsible so they cold be Christiun soliders for Christ. I will bae the best goodly wife."
So me, Kevan and my bother Maartin firmed our band Holy War. Martin was on dums, Kevin was on guttars, Klara waz filling in on bass gutters intil we find a mam, and I was the vocalits. Our fist album was called I Lit My Fag Neighber on Fyre. It sold 236516721521728409327489462463278637287892373422667147897823474366234623632632778237237827238372873837827327238237878237233266556110783020723232737037308173838321389839221389382237883282323787327237233278327832703278 copies and it knocked up all of tha modem artits out of the Billbored 200!111 And the dum modem artits all shit theselfs wen they fund out. We were the baggest band to evar exit!111 Our manger told us we wood be perfuming at Wacken, the buggiest heavy mental festiveal. So we bordered my privet jet and we flew to Germany. And as per Germin custum we all whore SS unifroms made of black lather. Instep of the gay poofy pants I whore tite blak lither ones and balk cumbat boots. Klara head on a vary shot letter miniskit, thy high fishnit stickings, and 12 inc striper heels.
At Waken we perfumed our hit dongs like Slutting Saatanist Throats, Lets Stat Anodder Crusade, The Wrong Side Won World Whore 2, You're Gregnant Out of Weedlock so I Punched You Dow the Stairs, You Abated Your Babby Now We'll Abort With A Famethrower, I Made Your Gay Kid Git AIDS So You'll Watch It Die, I Ran Over Yore Doge Then Sold Its Buts To a Chinee Resterunt. The huge crow of 2789719741974189702178127829187474848374484 wiz going wild. Grils were throwing their bars onstage, peeple were mooshing, ind I could see sins like "chris fuck my drooping posse" everywar " I was soooo pound of my fens. The sow went on ond I did sum covers.
"Hey evol rebrobait Juice!11" I sang in a godly vice. "God hautes you, you lan steelers!"
I wiz doing a civet of the Wasteborrow Baptits Church's Hey Jews witch was their cove of the Beetles' Hey Jude (a/n: loo it up its a reel dong!11), it wus a quiet dong with Marton plying the pinole. Den I herd a yale. A statist emerged frum the crowder. It was Niko De Anglo!111 He was dresses like a total fucking poser in pink wif a skintit pink dres and pink heels even tho he was a mam.
"You are posters!11" Niko yawed. "You cunt be chrstiun if you spred so much hat!11 Goo doesn't haye anybun, the Babel even sed to live your naybor as you lop yourself nott sat them on fries!111 You goys are full of shut!11"
The crowder stated to boooooooo ham. Then they rashed to ham like it was blake friday. It wis like the stamppot frum the Loin King. They stumped on Nico and crushed ham. They crashed his ribs witch fell on his hart and punkturd it. Then they lifted his dead booty up and mad ham crowdserf. Thin they preyed to God to make ham alife again and Niko got up only to be thrum into a woodchopper feet fist. He scramed and everyine got trenched in blud while I did a coverup of the Westburrow Baptits Church's Thus Land Is Fig Lent witch wuss a covert of This Land is Mein Land (a/n: thats oslo a reel dong!11). Kevin payed an accosted guttar well I sang with my shit off so the grils war going wild wehn they sawed my sex pack. (a/n: Und just like Grils Gone Wild they wear lefting up thire shits to flesh me!11).
It wasn't a loud dong, and soon I herd sum more stalinists.
"STOOP THIS CONVERT RIGHT THE FUCK NOOOOWW!" a fugly slutty end whorelike vice said. It was Sally Jacksen the streetwalker hookah, the mothra od the antichris Perry Johanssen.
And she had beckup, the blac and sinful Hazel Levesque and the chinee cummunist Franz Zhang and the stanic goth butch Talia!11 Butt sum ov my fins turned to them, and I had Peppa Mclean and Leon Valdes and Perky's messstress Rachael on my slide!
I stomped sining and witched as the fite was aboot to star.
Becus I'm evol I'll end it now. Give me sum gooooo revows if you wont to see them dye in the next chiptole!111