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I just had nine poos come out of my bottom hole. It was like a machine gun. Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat That's a lot of poo. Machine gun poo. My bottom is a poo machine gun. Machine poo gun. Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat

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ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ʀᴀɪsᴇ ᴜʀ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀs ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ (ง°ل͜°)ง I TRIED TO SILENCE MY DONGER ONCE; BOY THAT WENT WELL (ง°ل͜°)ง ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ Flex your dongers ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ ＤＯ ＹＯＵ ＥＶＥＮ ＤＯＮＧ? ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ ┌༼ຈل͜ຈ༽┐ lower your dongers ┌༼ຈل͜ຈ༽┐ (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง THE UNSEEN DONGER IS THE DEADLIEST (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง heres a tip. And a dong behind it (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀ, ᴏʀ ɴᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀ (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง sᴏᴜɴᴅs ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜs... ɪᴍ ɪɴ (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀ, ᴍᴀsᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴇᴍʏ (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀ ᴀʟsᴏ ʀɪsᴇs (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง YOUR DONGERS ARE INFERIOR (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง MY RIGHT DONGER IS A LOT STRONGER THAN MY LEFT DONGER (ง ͠ ͠° ͟ل͜ ͡°)ง (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF THE DONGER (ง ͠ ͠° ل͜ °)ง ヽ( ° ͜ʖ͡°)ﾉ ʀuʙ ᴍʏ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀ ヽ( ° ͜ʖ͡°)ﾉ (ง •̀_•́)ง focus your dongers (ง •̀_•́)ง ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽YOU CAME TO THE WRONG DONGERHOOD༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽ YOU PASTARINO'D THE WRONG DONGERINO ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽ ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༽ºل͟º ༽ YOU COPERINO FRAPPUCCIONO PASTARINO'D THE WRONG DONGERINO ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༽ºل͟º ༽ ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽You either die a DONG, or live long enough to become the DONGER༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ. ʜᴀʀᴅᴇʀ, ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ, ғᴀsᴛᴇʀ, ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀ .ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง LET ME DEMONSTRATE DONGER DIPLOMACY (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง';̀-';́)ง ＤＯＮＧ ＯＲ ＤＩＥ (ง';̀-';́)ง ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ raise your dongers ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ VOICE OF AN ANGEL ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ LETS GET DONGERATED ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ RAISE YOUR BARNO ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉITS A HARD DONG LIFE ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ "I have a dong" ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ - Martin Luther King Jr. ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ WHAT DOESNT KILL ME ONLY MAKES ME DONGER ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ ノ(ಠ_ಠノ ) ʟᴏᴡᴇʀ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀs ノ(ಠ_ಠノ) ヽ༼Ὸل͜ຈ༽ﾉ HOIST THY DONGERS ヽ༼Ὸل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ༼ ºل͟º ༽ I AM A DONG ༼ ºل͟º ༽ ༼ ºل͟º༽ I DIDN'T CHOOSE THE DONGLIFE, THE DONGLIFE CHOSE ME ༼ ºل͟º༽ ༼ ºل͟º༽ NO ONE CARED WHO I WAS UNTIL I PUT ON THE DONG ༼ ºل͟º༽ ༼ ºººººل͟ººººº ༽ I AM SUPER DONG ༼ ºººººل͟ººººº ༽ ┌∩┐༼ ºل͟º ༽┌∩┐ SUCK MY DONGER ┌∩┐༼ ºل͟º ༽┌∩┐ ζ༼Ɵ͆ل͜Ɵ͆༽ᶘ FINALLY A REAL DONG ζ༼Ɵ͆ل͜Ɵ͆༽ᶘ <ᴍᴇssᴀɢᴇ ᴅᴏɴɢᴇʀᴇᴅ> ヽ༼ʘ̚ل͜ʘ̚༽ﾉIS THAT A DONGER IN YOUR POCKET?ヽ༼ʘ̚ل͜ʘ̚༽ﾉ ༼ ͡■ل͜ ͡■༽ OPPA DONGER STYLE ༼ ͡■ل͜ ͡■༽ ( ° ͜ ʖ °) REGI OP ( ° ͜ ʖ °) (▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿) IM DONG,JAMES DONG (▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯̿̿▀̿ ̿) (ง⌐□ل͜□)ง WOULD YOU HIT A DONGER WITH GLASSES (ง⌐□ل͜□)ง ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ CUDDLE UR DONGERS ʕ•ᴥ•ʔ ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ) let me hold your donger for a while ლ(́◉◞౪◟◉‵ლ) ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ง MY RIGHT DONG IS ALOT STRONGER THAN MY LEFT ONE ヽ ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ง (✌ﾟ∀ﾟ)☞ May the DONG be with you! ☚(ﾟヮﾟ☚) Ѱζ༼ᴼل͜ᴼ༽ᶘѰ HIT IT WITH THE FORK Ѱζ༼ᴼل͜ᴼ༽ᶘѰ (ง ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)ง GO FABBBYYY GO (ง ͡ʘ ͜ʖ ͡ʘ)ง ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉ RAISE YOUR GENJAS ヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉ ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༽ºل͟º ༽ Chester Cheeto Support our Dongers ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༽ºل͟º ༽ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ NEVER UNDERESTIMATE THE POWER OF THE DONG CODE ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ヽ༼° ل͜ °༽ﾉ DONGMACIA NOW AND FOREVER ヽ༼° ل͜ °༽ﾉ (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง DON'T YOU DONG ME, SUMMONER?? (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง MASTER YOUR DONGER, MASTER THE ENEMY (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง FOR MY FATHER THE DONG (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง ╭∩╮( ° ͜ʖ͡°)wнαт doeѕɴт ĸιll мe мαĸeѕ мe doɴɢer ( ° ͜ʖ͡°)╭∩╮ (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง KNOWN IF THE DONGERS WERE TURNED I WOULD SHOW YOU NO DONG (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง (っ◕‿◕)っpenetrate nintendude's anus (っ◕‿◕)っ (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง Your donger belongs in a museum (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง ヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉ YOU CAME TO THE WRONG GENJAHOOD ヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉ ( ° ͜ʖ͡°) Mom always said my donger was big for my age ( ° ͜ʖ͡°) ( ° ͜ʖ͡°) I WAS BORN WITH A NEEDLESSLY LARGE DONGER ( ° ͜ʖ͡°) ( ° ͜ʖ͡°) IS THAT A DONGER IN YOUR POCKET? ( ° ͜ʖ͡°) (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง Vi? Stands For DONGER (ง ͠° ل͜ °)ง ヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉ I BELIEVE I CAN DONGヽ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °)ﾉ Ψ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽Ψ HIT IT WITH A DONGER Ψ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽Ψ ༼ʘ̚ل͜ʘ̚༽ I NEED A DONGTOR ༼ʘ̚ل͜ʘ̚༽ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ Darude your Sandstorms ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ 7 DEADLY DONGERS ༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º༼ ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ºل͟º ༽ ヽ( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)ﾉ IMAGINE IF I HAD A REAL DONGER ヽ( ͝° ͜ʖ͡°)ﾉ ~(˘▾˘~) Wave Your Dongers (~˘▾˘)~ work it ᕙ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕗ harder make it (ง •̀_•́)ง better do it ᕦ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ᕤ faster raise ur ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ donger ɳ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ɲ more than ever hour after ɳ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ɲ ヽ ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ our work is always dongers ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ FOREVER DONG ヽ༼ຈل͜ຈ༽ﾉ ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º ( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °) ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟º ༽ 5 MEN 1 DREAM 9 EYEBROWS ༼ ºل͟º ༼ ºل͟º( ° ͡ ͜ ͡ʖ ͡ °) ºل͟º ༽ ºل͟

Always and forever. Darkness prevails against nothing, for nothing is but you, and yourself only. The light acts as a barrier; protecting us from dangers within our own realm. So darkness is but an idea, that something is present in the absence of light. If everything is present in our realm when light is here, then when there isn't light, there isn't life. You slowly fade and disappear into the never-ending void of eternal darkness, looking for a way out. For the one small, glimpse of light that leads back into civilization. But alas, this young child will never find the way to the bathroom, for he doesn't know how to work a light switch.

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You pinhead, I love chocolate how dare you think that I'm an ugly barnacle. I'm going to use my imaaaaaginaaaation to imagine you in your underpants and take out my secret string to firmly grasp it. You're going to fall over and scream Finland and then I'll proceed to call the Hash Slinging Slasher to come and LEEDLE LEEDLE LEE all over you. When that's done the Hall Monitor will put on his gorilla suit and get his friends chip, penny, and used napkin to whoop your Wumbo. When I'm done with you I'll return to the Salty Spitoon and make fun on Weeny Hut Juniors, you know the guys with the magic conch. I will spend my millionth dollar and first dime on a phone call to random people and scream NO, THIS IS PATRICK. Those people will be your family who don't live in darkness, but advanced darkness, and I will soil your Uncle Dirty Dan's good time. And I know that you love Crabby Patties so I will buy you mayonnaise from the musical instrument store. I will push your house somewhere else but I don't want to touch it because I'm sterile. Then I will ask your injured body if you are feeling it now and that you are number one, the doctor and I afterwards will go on a panty raid to smell that smelly smell that's smelly. And that's not when I shift into maximum overdrive to steal the formula. You best be scared.

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You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As we say in Texas, you couldn't pour water out of a boot with instructions printed on the heel. You are a canker, an open wound. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You took your last vacation in the Islets of Langerhans. You're a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, and a weasel. I take that back; you are a festering pustule on a weasel's rump. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformity. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. You are a technicolor yawn. And did I mention that you smell? You are a squeaking rat, a mistake of nature and a heavy-metal bagpipe player. You were not born. You were hatched into an unwilling world that rejects the likes of you. You didn't crawl out of a normal egg, either, but rather a mutant maggot egg rejected by an evil scientist as being below his low standards. Your alleged parents abandoned you at birth and then died of shame in recognition of what they had done to an unsuspecting world. They were a bit late. Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it ever so much more rapidly. If cluelessness were crude oil, your scalp would be crawling with caribou. You are a thick-headed trog. I have seen skeet with more sense than you have. You are a few bricks short of a full load, a few cards short of a full deck, a few bytes short of a full core dump, and a few chromosomes short of a full human. Worse than that, you top-post. God created houseflies, cockroaches, maggots, mosquitos, fleas, ticks, slugs, leeches, and intestinal parasites, then he lowered his standards and made you. I take it back; God didn't make you. You are Satan's spawn. You are Evil beyond comprehension, half-living in the slough of despair. You are the entropy which will claim us all. You are a green-nostriled, crossed eyed, hairy-livered inbred trout-defiler. You make Ebola look good. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You're a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won't have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. You are not ANSI compliant and your markup doesn't validate. You have a couple of address lines shorted together. You should be promoted to Engineering Manager. Do you really expect your delusional and incoherent ramblings to be read? Everyone plonked you long ago. Do you fantasize that your tantrums and conniption fits could possibly be worth the $0.000000001 worth of electricity used to send them? Your life is one big W.O.M.B.A.T. and your future doesn't look promising either. We need to trace your bloodline and terminate all siblings and cousins in order to cleanse humanity of your polluted genes. The good news is that no normal human would ever mate with you, so we won't have to go into the sewers in search of your git. You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a loathsome disease, a drooling inbred cross-eyed toesucker. You make Quakers shout and strike Pentecostals silent. You have a version 1.0 mind in a version 6.12 world. Your mother had to tie a pork chop around your neck just to get your dog to play with you. You think that HTTP://WWW.GUYMACON.COM/FUN/INSULT/INDEX.HTM is the name of a rock band. You believe that P.D.Q. Bach is the greatest composer who ever lived. You prefer L. Ron Hubbard to Larry Niven and Jerry Pournelle. Hee-Haw is too deep for you. You would watch test patterns all day if the other inmates would let you. On a good day you're a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. Spammers look down on you. Phone sex operators hang up on you. Telemarketers refuse to be seen in public with you. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. May you choke on your own foolish opinions. You are a Pusillanimous galactophage and you wear your sister's training bra. Don't bother opening the door when you leave - you should be able to slime your way out underneath. I hope that when you get home your mother runs out from under the porch and bites you. You smarmy lagerlout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oik artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking half-twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You bloody churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. May your spouse be blessed with many bastards. You are so clueless that if you dressed in a clue skin, doused yourself in clue musk, and did the clue dance in the middle of a field of horny clues at the height of clue mating season, you still would not have a clue. If you were a movie you would be a double feature; _Battlefield_Earth_ and _Moron_Movies_II_. You would be out of focus. You are a fiend and a sniveling coward, and you have bad breath. You are the unholy spawn of a bandy-legged hobo and a syphilitic camel. You wear strangely mismatched clothing with oddly placed stains. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just knowing that you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. You are jetsam who dreams of becoming flotsam. You won't make it. I beg for sweet death to come and remove me from a world which became unbearable when you crawled out of a harpy's lair. It is hard to believe how incredibly stupid you are. Stupid as a stone that the other stones make fun of. So stupid that you have traveled far beyond stupid as we know it and into a new dimension of stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid cubed. Trans-stupid stupid. Stupid collapsed to a singularity where even the stupons have collapsed into stuponium. Stupid so dense that no intelligence can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot summer day on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one minute than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. It cannot be possible that anything in our universe can really be this stupid. This is a primordial fragment from the original big stupid bang. A pure extract of stupid with absolute stupid purity. Stupid beyond the laws of nature. I must apologize. I can't go on. This is my epiphany of stupid. After this experience, you may not hear from me for a while. I don't think that I can summon the strength left to mock your moronic opinions and malformed comments about boring trivia or your other drivel. Duh. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of your of what you wrote, because, well ... it didn't really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective... Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us "normal" people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are "challenged" persons in this world who find these things to be difficult. If I had known that this was true in your case then I would have never have exposed myself to what you wrote. It just wouldn't have been "right." Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you. P.S.: You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, EDLINoid, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dyspeptic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, and Generally Not Good.

You make me melt like hot fudge on a sundae.