I was trying to think of a song for this occasion, I couldn't decide on one, was torn between fight music by d12, Kick in the door by biggie smalls, or Romans revenge. I decided Romans revenge suits this tbh.
Anyway, shout-out to my crew, we stone cold killas now. This victory has made me realize that as long as Sim isn't around, there is nothing we cant accomplish.
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"I judge you in the name of the Light. Your life is forfeit, now pay for your crimes!! Rarghhh! DOMINA FRENCH TICKLER ATTACK!"
What the f*ck did you just say about me you little b*tch?! I'll have you know that I am a 24 year old bottle of scotch! I eat livers alive when their hosts talk sh*t to me! I don't take sides; if you p*ss me off then I want your f*ckin life you cheeky c*nt! Via eradicating your liver! I have over 200,000 confirmed alcoholic overdose kills. You are nothing to me but just another creature that hosts a liver for me to devour. I will b*tch slap your liver with my smokey flavor. Mark my f*cking words! You think you can get away with saying that kind of sh*t to me via Crusty's LP? Think again, you defenseless piece of meat. As we speak I am moving my alcoholic forces to you. I don't need to find your PSN address, I can smell that sweet liver ass from my smoky barrel all the way from here. You're f*cking dead, you worthless sack of tissue. I can dry up your liver anytime and anywhere. Not only am I bawsly trained in alcohol poisoning, but I have access to all the scotch whiskey bottles on the entire planet. They could be lurking outside your window right now, just waiting to shove their glorious bottles down your throat. But I'd rather poison you myself! If only you could have known what unholy smoky sh*t your little CoD comment was about to bring down upon your health, maybe you would have kept your big mouth shut! But you couldn't, you didn't and now you're gonna pay the 24 aged scotch whiskey price! You're f*cking dead, you sack of cells.
Lotion Soronarr, A Crusty Knight Of Colour, Fast Jimmy et 2 autres aiment ceci
Rust is a map in Modern Warfare 2, not 1. Also, is it going to be a quickscope battle?
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What the f*ck did you just say about me you little b*tch?! I'll have you know that I am a 24 year old bottle of scotch! I eat livers alive when their hosts talk sh*t to me! I don't take sides; if you p*ss me off then I want your f*ckin life you cheeky c*nt! Via eradicating your liver! I have over 200,000 confirmed alcoholic overdose kills. You are nothing to me but just another creature that hosts a liver for me to devour. I will b*tch slap your liver with my smokey flavor. Mark my f*cking words! You think you can get away with saying that kind of sh*t to me via Crusty's LP? Think again, you defenseless piece of meat. As we speak I am moving my alcoholic forces to you. I don't need to find your PSN address, I can smell that sweet liver ass from my smoky barrel all the way from here. You're f*cking dead, you worthless sack of tissue. I can dry up your liver anytime and anywhere. Not only am I bawsly trained in alcohol poisoning, but I have access to all the scotch whiskey bottles on the entire planet. They could be lurking outside your window right now, just waiting to shove their glorious bottles down your throat. But I'd rather poison you myself! If only you could have known what unholy smoky sh*t your little CoD comment was about to bring down upon your health, maybe you would have kept your big mouth shut! But you couldn't, you didn't and now you're gonna pay the 24 aged scotch whiskey price! You're f*cking dead, you sack of cells.
Dermain, A Crusty Knight Of Colour, Dio Demon et 1 autre aiment ceci
So....are you checking the caravan for new arrivals?
I eagerly await my glorious entrance.
Lotion: It is I. The Emperor, Lotion Soronarr The Emperor. Bow before I, The Emperor, Lotion Soronarr The Emperor and you shall feel The Emperor, Lotion Soronarr The Emperor's mercy.