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Mason Prince · **01-15-2016, 01:25 PM**

"Damn. I feel like if you kept talking, maybe eventually you would have said something smart.

Who am I? Who the fuck are you? Some make-a-wish fuccboi that needs to get off his damn high chair and come meet the rest of the world? Or just some

neckbeard? You're so bereft of any evidence of _class_ that you could be a Marxist Utopia.

God, I can't imagine how big of a mistake you must've been to your parents. Your Mom probably wishes she did anal, huh? At least then you'd have an excuse for being such a worthless piece of shit. Like fuck, you're more useless than Anne Frank's drum set. Do you still love nature after what it's done to you or have you cut that relationship off? Or have you ever even been anything close to resembling a relationship you no-neck junkie bitch?

I just want to punch you in the face. Not because I hate you or anything, it's because I feel like if I punch you hard enough, I might make you a bit more good looking. Definitely not out of hate, no, like after all this, I'm just filled with a sense of pity.

Here. Here's six hundred bucks. Go buy yourself some weed, smoke it, and try to forget about your excuse for a life."

Mason kicks out.

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