The Battle Approaches

[demondude]

Ugh, I'm bored and I feel sick. Somebody argue with me.

Frankly my dear boy, you're feeling dead not sick, to feel sick one does need to be still in the realm of those not dead. Snake would not settle for this he'd be too glorious.

I am going to cut your arms off and then beat you with them whilst you try to defend yourself with your bloody stumps. Then I am going to take your head and insert it into your anus to make you form a doughnut shape. Afterward, I take you, put you back into your mother's womb, and then I will abort you.

Big words for a ghost, pity that you didn't say them before you got killed and a bigger pity that you didn't say them BEFORE I slept with your momma and get her pregnant with you. Yes, I am your Father.

Well I suppose they don't make condoms for woefully small penises.