Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2016 20:00:49 GMT -6
Dear broke-ass, borderline illiterate, arteries clogged by LDL cholesterol, fickle and flakier than Odell Beckham, Jr. after a dropped pass EWC fans....
Listen to me very, VERY, carefully...
I need you flip flopping pieces of shit to do me a huge solid, and have a mass epidemic of suicide within your ranks!!
I mean, look at you Wario looking bags of lint covered dick-tips; especially the 4 motherfuckers in this shot taking up 8 seats at once. Yeah, you guys; the ones that order a fuck-ton of hot dogs, then have the nerve to order a Coke Zero because...
And I quote...
"You're trying to watch your blood sugar!"
Trying to watch it, what, huh? Watch it cause diabetic nerve rot in your legs until your drumsticks have to be amputated? Christ, I wonder about you people. You infect Twitter with your inanity and your Tuesday Morning booking bullshit, you flip more than a quarter during a coin toss to determine who kicks off first in a football game. You blow money on absolutely dumb shit like this Rhodes Scholar candidate turbo-schmuck...
Man, I REALLY need to buy that new Ashton Drake poster! I know it'll tap my finances for a week, but fuck it; I'm a fan of excessively greasy pores, boring as cold oatmeal shoots, and dudes that look like they sell molly's from their deejay booth at a sleazy strip club. Besides, they still serve lunch at school, right? Fuck being responsible and buying my kids groceries...I GOTSA HAVE THAT SHIT, BRUH!!
Next to Trump supporters, ISIS suicide bombers, and motherfuckers that work for the Department of Motor Vehicles, EWC fans are hands down some of the worst people expelling carbon dioxide and stupid opinions on God's green Earth. You shit-heaps suck, swallow, and snowball each other all at once!
To think, I once was enough to fight for you; to believe your opinions mattered, and that y'all were the reason why EWC is successful. If anything, if it wasn't for the fact we need you double wide dwellers to fork over that dough you failed abortions flip Whoppers at B.K. for all week, I need you and your contagious, derailing trains of thought as much as I need a fucking hysterectomy!!
Oh, BTW, kidding about that dude in the last pic and his kids; he's an EWC fan. This dumbass prolly couldn't pick out a vagina in a fucking police lineup, even if you stuck it next to a mop and a photo of Johnny Depp!!
Plus, you keep throwing money towards Mac, and that's a really, REALLY bad idea. It's Danny we're talking about here. Like anything involved with EWC, he doesn't know what the fuck to do with it!!
Like how they STILL get my name on the check fucking wrong every GOD-DAMN WEEK!!
Mother-fucking billion dollar Popsicle stand I work for, I swear to God...
You people are the reason I now make servers at restaurants avoid direct eye contact with me; the salt of the Earth gives me high fucking blood pressure!
And you dipshits are the worst!
So, Uncle T-Bird's got a few more warm and fuzzy words of wisdom to keep your fat, sweaty, 4Chan liking asses at all time highs of self-confidence...
Don't kill yourselves. Seriously...
Not going far enough!
Kill your FAMILIES first, then you have my permission to clock out! G'head; make a day out of it!
Load up your used minivan with the wifey and kids, the picnic basket with treats, and your Glock with hollow points, drive to a nice, quite, scenic retreat where your family can't call for help or get access to medical treatment, wait till everybody's happy and singing Kumbaya and drinking their Capri Sun pouches, then pump two rounds into the back of each of their heads before you give your own mouth the Kurt Cobain treatment!
Now how's THAT for wholesome family fun!?
Otherwise, I have no fucking use for you cum chuggers anymore. None what...so...ever!!
In fact, I'ma have a lot of fun rolling with Jaden, putting your favorite wrestler either in ICU, or in the dirt!
So boo all you want. Cuss and hiss and scream...
We're still gonna make money off you assholes, we're still going to murder your heroes on your television screens and your mobile devices each and every single week...
And we are STILL going to be, once you get it through your heads, that these flash in the pans playing meat shield in front of Danny are not what they claim to be...
Simply the guys...running this shit-pit of a federation!
Fuck you very much, EWC nation...
GOOD NIGHT!!
Listen to me very, VERY, carefully...
I need you flip flopping pieces of shit to do me a huge solid, and have a mass epidemic of suicide within your ranks!!
I mean, look at you Wario looking bags of lint covered dick-tips; especially the 4 motherfuckers in this shot taking up 8 seats at once. Yeah, you guys; the ones that order a fuck-ton of hot dogs, then have the nerve to order a Coke Zero because...
And I quote...
"You're trying to watch your blood sugar!"
Trying to watch it, what, huh? Watch it cause diabetic nerve rot in your legs until your drumsticks have to be amputated? Christ, I wonder about you people. You infect Twitter with your inanity and your Tuesday Morning booking bullshit, you flip more than a quarter during a coin toss to determine who kicks off first in a football game. You blow money on absolutely dumb shit like this Rhodes Scholar candidate turbo-schmuck...
Man, I REALLY need to buy that new Ashton Drake poster! I know it'll tap my finances for a week, but fuck it; I'm a fan of excessively greasy pores, boring as cold oatmeal shoots, and dudes that look like they sell molly's from their deejay booth at a sleazy strip club. Besides, they still serve lunch at school, right? Fuck being responsible and buying my kids groceries...I GOTSA HAVE THAT SHIT, BRUH!!
Next to Trump supporters, ISIS suicide bombers, and motherfuckers that work for the Department of Motor Vehicles, EWC fans are hands down some of the worst people expelling carbon dioxide and stupid opinions on God's green Earth. You shit-heaps suck, swallow, and snowball each other all at once!
To think, I once was enough to fight for you; to believe your opinions mattered, and that y'all were the reason why EWC is successful. If anything, if it wasn't for the fact we need you double wide dwellers to fork over that dough you failed abortions flip Whoppers at B.K. for all week, I need you and your contagious, derailing trains of thought as much as I need a fucking hysterectomy!!
Oh, BTW, kidding about that dude in the last pic and his kids; he's an EWC fan. This dumbass prolly couldn't pick out a vagina in a fucking police lineup, even if you stuck it next to a mop and a photo of Johnny Depp!!
Plus, you keep throwing money towards Mac, and that's a really, REALLY bad idea. It's Danny we're talking about here. Like anything involved with EWC, he doesn't know what the fuck to do with it!!
Like how they STILL get my name on the check fucking wrong every GOD-DAMN WEEK!!
Mother-fucking billion dollar Popsicle stand I work for, I swear to God...
You people are the reason I now make servers at restaurants avoid direct eye contact with me; the salt of the Earth gives me high fucking blood pressure!
And you dipshits are the worst!
So, Uncle T-Bird's got a few more warm and fuzzy words of wisdom to keep your fat, sweaty, 4Chan liking asses at all time highs of self-confidence...
Don't kill yourselves. Seriously...
Not going far enough!
Kill your FAMILIES first, then you have my permission to clock out! G'head; make a day out of it!
Load up your used minivan with the wifey and kids, the picnic basket with treats, and your Glock with hollow points, drive to a nice, quite, scenic retreat where your family can't call for help or get access to medical treatment, wait till everybody's happy and singing Kumbaya and drinking their Capri Sun pouches, then pump two rounds into the back of each of their heads before you give your own mouth the Kurt Cobain treatment!
Now how's THAT for wholesome family fun!?
Otherwise, I have no fucking use for you cum chuggers anymore. None what...so...ever!!
In fact, I'ma have a lot of fun rolling with Jaden, putting your favorite wrestler either in ICU, or in the dirt!
So boo all you want. Cuss and hiss and scream...
We're still gonna make money off you assholes, we're still going to murder your heroes on your television screens and your mobile devices each and every single week...
And we are STILL going to be, once you get it through your heads, that these flash in the pans playing meat shield in front of Danny are not what they claim to be...
Simply the guys...running this shit-pit of a federation!
Fuck you very much, EWC nation...
GOOD NIGHT!!