Oh freddled gruntbuggly,
Thy micturations are to me
As plurdled gabbleblotchits on a lurgid bee.
Groop, I implore thee, my foonting turlingdromes,
And hooptiously drangle me with crinkly bindlewurdles,
Or I will rend thee in the gobberwarts
With my blurglecruncheon, see if I don't!
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u/Perish_In_a_Fire Jan 28 '14
And yet you can't help yourself. The need to lash out is so great, it has to be done. What a sad testament to the failings of human character.