Rather than continue to hijack Spyderman’s rant against name-callers and hijackers, I would like to take this opportunity to prove that I can, in fact pee farther than any of you.
Take a look at this. That unsightly stain on the right is my urine. I’ve never even been to St. Petersburg.
Now please take the time to carefully observe the images on this page. What you are seeing are the images of my pee-spatter on the Moon itself. I did that from the window of my own bathroom.
And if that’s not impressive enough for you, here is an image of my ejacula soaring through the far reaches of space, far beyond our own galaxy.
As you can see, I’m telling the fucking truth. Not just the truth, but the fucking truth, which makes it even more unassailable. Don’t flame the messenger. I’m only telling you this to make you question the world around you and the inadequacy of your own bladder.
I can understand your befuddlement, Guinastasia. It is difficult for the mere superior mind to grasp exactly how far I can pee.
However, your confusion merely underscores my point. I can pee distances which defy the conventional notions of time and space, and physics in general. I can pee very far, indeed.
Those pictures are all obviously fake. There are so many anomalies in them, I can’t begin to name them all. As such, I won’t bother to name even one, but they’re obvious to anyone who will just look.
Exactly, tom. Seethruart has inadvertently proven how far I can pee. I don’t even need to supply my own documentation. Other hard-working people around the world and beyond it have already done my work for me.
However, if you want data, data you shall have. Here you are.
I have put forth the assertion that I can pee farther than all of you.
To support my argument, I have supplied photographic evidence. I have also supplied data and graphs. Furthermore, I have used the f-word to emphasize the veracity of my claim.
In summation, the incontrovertible fact remains:
I can pee farther than all of you. Tra-la-la-la-lah-la.
