“Nugget biscuit nugge- Hey, what’s up. I’ll have a number 15, Burger King foot lettuce. Oh you guys don’t sell that? Bruh. Well I’ll have the finest chicken nuggies you guys sell hehe. Cash or card? Do you accept Reddit Karm-
Wait...
Is that Minecraft? Hold up- RING DING DING DING. Ah, Pocket Edition, I see, not as good as Java, but great for playing on the go! Still better than Fortnite. OH YEA YEA OH YEA YEA
I'll just post your phone to r/bruhmome-
WAIT, YOU'RE SUBSCRIBED TO PEWDIEPIE?! Thats frickin awesome fellow floor gang member, I have an idea, when we go to PE tommorow we should scream "FLOOR GANG AOOUGH. REDDIT IS THE BEST " We'll definetely save our cringe normie friends from become mega cringe and girls will surely love us!
WAIT YOU CHOSE TO LEARN COMMUNISM?!? YOU MUST BE A COOL--I MEAN WE, disclaimer, I used we so laugh. MUST BE COOL KIDS. LETS PLAY SOVIET ANTHEM EARRAPE WHILE SCREAMING FLOOR GANG!!
WHOLESOME 100
DESTRUCTION 100
EPIC 100"

-rep school shooter

-rep Scammed me out of my Bayonet Doppler

I want to ram my meatsnake down Judy Hopp's throat. Keep in mind I'm about 4 times her size, so my wiggler is DIPPING into her intestinal acid. She can't breathe but she DIGESTS the tip of my sausage and lives upon the nutrients. She cries and cries and tries to reach for her gun - but it isn't in her holster. I've got it behind my back. I pull it out - she freaks out. You can see what little hope she has left degrade further and further - she wont survive this. But she has one thing, one thought, one PERSON to cling on to - and he just knocked on the door. "Judy?" I hear Nick's voice and picture his smug face before i see it. I turn around. NICK. He stands there horrified, groceries in hand, as he witnesses the horrors happening before him. Judy is CHOKING on my pork chop and running out of air - and time.

Her tearful eyes look to Nick in desperation, then realization, as she sees the revolver in my hand. I lift it, quivering, at the Wilde's freaking face. He freezes, my finger squeezes, a shot rings off. Hole in his head, brains on the wall behind him. I have slain the mighty Nicholas Wilde, and extinguished the dying flame of hope that judy clung to. She stops fighting for her life after watching Nick sink to the floor. Within seconds, she is dead, mouth still on my sausage, reaching all the way down to her stomach. Finally, it bursts. Gallons of piping hot cream are flung into the stomach of the dead Hopps. At last, I am satisfied

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