Wot da zogg didja jus' zoggin say ubbout meeb, ya lil' slag? Meeb’ll ab y'knowz meeb graduateded top o' mi class in da blood axes, an meeb’ve bin involveded in lotza secret raids on Al-qwaeda, an meeb ab ober 300 confirmeded kills. Meeb be traineded in gorilla warfare an meeb’m da top snipa in da entire speed freak armed forcz. Yer nuffin ter meeb but jus' anodder target. Meeb will wipe ya da zogg owt wif per-cision da likz o' which az neva bin seun before on dis Urth, mark mi zoggin wurdz. Ya tink ya kan git away wif sayin' dat ploppaz ter meeb ober da warpnet? Tink again, fucka. As weeb speak meeb be contactin' mi secret network o' sneakin' gitz across da WAAAGH an yer IP iz bein' traced roight nows so ya bedda per-pare fer da storm, maggot. Da storm dat wipz owt da weedy lil' fing ya calls yer life. Ya’re zoggin dead, kid. Meeb kan be anywhere, anytime, an meeb kan kills ya in ober sevin 'undred ways, an dat’s jus' wif mi bair 'ands. Nub onlee be meeb offen traineded in unarmeded fightin, but meeb ab accez ter da entire arsenul o' da boyz an meeb will use it ter its full extent ter wipe yer mizrable ass off da mug o' da continent, ya lil' ploppaz. If onlee ya cud ab known wot unholee retribushun yer lil' “cleva” communt was ubbout ter brin' down upon ya, maybe ya wuud ab 'eld yer zoggin tongue. But ya couldnt, ya didn’t, an nows ya’re payin' da price, ya goddamn git. Meeb will ploppaz fury awl ober ya an ya will drown innit. Ya’re zoggin dead, umie.
oi das racist! humies giv good fites! an good fites are full o dakka!
da humies are all softie
one good kromp and dey fall down
you iz da wun gettin kromped! giv me ur teef :fidel-bat:
Wot da zogg didja jus' zoggin say ubbout meeb, ya lil' slag? Meeb’ll ab y'knowz meeb graduateded top o' mi class in da blood axes, an meeb’ve bin involveded in lotza secret raids on Al-qwaeda, an meeb ab ober 300 confirmeded kills. Meeb be traineded in gorilla warfare an meeb’m da top snipa in da entire speed freak armed forcz. Yer nuffin ter meeb but jus' anodder target. Meeb will wipe ya da zogg owt wif per-cision da likz o' which az neva bin seun before on dis Urth, mark mi zoggin wurdz. Ya tink ya kan git away wif sayin' dat ploppaz ter meeb ober da warpnet? Tink again, fucka. As weeb speak meeb be contactin' mi secret network o' sneakin' gitz across da WAAAGH an yer IP iz bein' traced roight nows so ya bedda per-pare fer da storm, maggot. Da storm dat wipz owt da weedy lil' fing ya calls yer life. Ya’re zoggin dead, kid. Meeb kan be anywhere, anytime, an meeb kan kills ya in ober sevin 'undred ways, an dat’s jus' wif mi bair 'ands. Nub onlee be meeb offen traineded in unarmeded fightin, but meeb ab accez ter da entire arsenul o' da boyz an meeb will use it ter its full extent ter wipe yer mizrable ass off da mug o' da continent, ya lil' ploppaz. If onlee ya cud ab known wot unholee retribushun yer lil' “cleva” communt was ubbout ter brin' down upon ya, maybe ya wuud ab 'eld yer zoggin tongue. But ya couldnt, ya didn’t, an nows ya’re payin' da price, ya goddamn git. Meeb will ploppaz fury awl ober ya an ya will drown innit. Ya’re zoggin dead, umie.
'UMIE?! DAS IT!
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