O Cupid, thou art very stupid, to send me on a mission that was just a bunch of phishing. Where thou lieth I will findeth. Come forth to me and we will see, thou est not what thou claims to be. Joiner of souls oh what a joke, your blessed arrows are only a hoax. You claim to be a god, but youre only a fool, whoreson, you will lose to the Sentinel in a duel. when thou seeth thee thou wilt come two seconds late of passing gas. When thee Pants thou the world will see, that even your dart of love fails to be. Straight shooter my ass, my mother can shoot straighter through her beer glass. Youre going down, and when you do the world will exclaim Cupids going out of town. -Supreme Sentinel-
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 14:49:45 +0000
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