According to someone and others who are stalking you, I'm practically similar in interests in regards to games and music and personality. This person who is probably not NbtNbt5 is trying to get me to socialize as he reckons we're identical, but I will admit some of the similarities are interesting. Mind me adding you on Steam?
Realistic? Please, your baboonish attempts to over top me is nothing sure of a pipedream. It's laughable at how cartoonish it is. It'd be even less silly if you said all that imitating Mike Tyson's voice.
I have brought with me the force of 18 tank blasts in one, and I'll deliver that force onto you with a punch so furious they'll be writing books about it years from now. I can out fight you, I can out learn you, I can out think you, I can out philosophize you, and I'm gonna out last you. No matter how you look at it, I'm better than you.
That's it? Mosquitoes? Cattle? That's all you brought? Motherfucker I'll drop 2000 nuclear warheads on your house just because I can. I would strap a bomb up your mother's vagina and blow both her and you up and laugh as I eat a Wetzel's Pretzel. I'll break into your house when you're sleeping, take a big shit in your toilet, dip my balls in the nasty shit water, and then give you the worst tea-bagging ever. You'll wake up with my wet sack on your face, and then I'll take another big shit right on your forehead.
I will punch my way into your cerebellum, I will then fist your brain mater; I will punch your memories. Your fine motor skills? GONE as I have shoved my size 14 boot right into your primary motor cortex. Your frontal lobe will be scraped off my heal and used to make a fine pasta. I will then proceed to fist your rectum until my whole arm is up there, and then I will fight more nerds like you, using you as my fist. It'll be like a morbid Rock 'em Sock 'em robots. You think your morning star can defeat my fists? My hands are made from pure Dragonforce (the hardest metal known to man), I could break your morning star, and your arms holding it, in one punch. I hit with the force of 10,000 Kenshiros.
You think your weak little words scare me? I invented the term pain, I am the definition of punishment. God himself fears my name. I will unleash the bowels of Hell on you, I will release the tides of war, and call forth the power of every deity to unleash on your wimpling body. You shall not know mercy, you will not know forgiveness. I will use your corpse as a toilet, your skull as a bong, and your vital organs as a protein supplement in my milk shakes. there is no amount of protection enough to stop my wrath, do you not yet understand?
Time will not heal these wounds, oh no. Only by the grace of GOD will you even begin to heal by the fatal wounds I will deliver unto thee. I will beat you back into history. You'll be drinking tea with Shakespeare, you will witness the day Copernicus was born, you'll be beaten into prehistory. And then you come full circle, back to the moment in which I smash you like the nerd you are. It shall not be just this one beating either, no, no, no... This goes back a whole lineage, my ancestors pounded your weakling ancestors, stomped on them as dirt. This is several generations of ass-whooping coming to you. Not even the full army of the U.S. could stop this. This is judgement day, this is the coming of the four fucking horsemen. Good luck, you'll need it.
Literally all I do all day is lift weights, nigga I'm fucking ripped. Any day you wanna fight I'll break you in half, you fucking nerd. You'll wish you could erase the brutal beating I'm going to give you away, but it will never disappear. There is no changing the future, as it is already happened yesterday. I shall write a book with the pain I'm going to give to you. Got it foureyes? You're nothing to me, little bitch. I will bring on a whole new spectrum of pain, like a rainbow.
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