I will drink your milkshake.
I’ll use a nail gun on your knuckles.
I will cause your groin to implode and explode simultaneously. No. They will not cancel each other out.
I will erase every trace of your existence from our time line.
I swear to god I will rip your balls off and jam them so far down your throat that if you were as stupid as you look you’d think you just impregnated yourself.
I was thinking the same quote.
I reserve my sympathy for the poor police officer, fire fighter or EMT who finds your body. They will wind up drilling holes in their own skull to release the images that continually torture them from that day.
Dude, that’s harsh.
Pfft! I’ll steal and assume your identity, murder Cecil Adams and have you BANNED for eternity!
I’ll rip off your face and wear it over mine to an ugly party!
I’ll kill you, then take your DNA, clone you, and kill your clones.
I will find and take you back to that moment in time when you were the most depressed and emotionally broken you have ever been. Once there I will stop time so that you are imprisoned in that moment for the rest of miserable existance.
Grrr!
I’ll over-flamboyant :mad:
you to death!
drink it up!
Knock it off or I’ll give your phone number to Amy Winehouse.
I’ll fuckin…
I’ll fuckin…
Sew your asshole closed, and keep feedin you, and feedin you, and feedin you, and feedin you.
I’ll…make sure to explode in your general direction!
I’ll give you a hug!
Don’t look at me that way, I’ll do it.
Knock it off of I’ll call every scary looking gun I see an assault rifle! In print!
I’ll remind you of Woodstock again.
With stage announcements.