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visitor: death rattle
disco tastrophe: sorry i'm having puter problems. are you still there?
disco tastrophe: you can be our baby.
disco tastrophe: is this hunter?
visitor: im allergic to placenta
disco tastrophe: eww.
visitor: yea i know
disco tastrophe: SO.
disco tastrophe: WHO ARE YOU?
disco tastrophe: my font in capitals is as large as your font not in capitals.
visitor: i was born in a metal cage in turkmenestan under extreme precausion form communist level haugn ninjas who sook only to breed babies in metal cages in turkmenestan
disco tastrophe: LOL.
3:45 AM
disco tastrophe: double anal.
visitor: take off your clothes
disco tastrophe: you first.
visitor: im in my wizard robe
visitor: you untie the noose
visitor: my staff is exposed
disco tastrophe: hahaha.
visitor: to the glory of your eyes it beams with legends untold to mortals
disco tastrophe: pop it like it's hot.
visitor: it pops.
visitor: your orgnas explode from such astronomical tremors
visitor: i lick your wounds and cast level 5 mana on your flesh
visitor: your are healed and now capable of withstanding the golden staff of zeus
visitor: bend over.
disco tastrophe: i don't even play video games.
disco tastrophe: i'm all handjobs and shit.
disco tastrophe: hands down.
disco tastrophe: and up, up, up.
visitor: my hands becken to your hands the gleam of glory is upon us and you shriek in womanly woe
visitor: OH GREAT EMPEROR OF MIGHTY WINDS AND HUMBLE GODS HAS NOT THIS NIGHT BEEN FORTOLD OF THE LEGEND
visitor: HAST THE STARS NOT FORSEEN THIS COMMUNION OF FLESH AND THUS THE BIRTH OF LIGHT IS UPON US!
3:50 AM
visitor: bend over now.
disco tastrophe: you can bend me over yourself.
disco tastrophe: i'll pretend to enjoy it for you, as well.
visitor: lightning strikes your shakkra
visitor: you are dead
disco tastrophe: that reminds me of a film with joan of arc.
visitor: PEACE OUT NIG
visitor: WHAT YOU DONT UNDERSATAND
visitor: KEEP THE STEPPIN
disco tastrophe: TATA.
visitor: NO
visitor: NO
visitor: dont go
visitor: i love you
visitor: baby?
disco tastrophe: uhhh.
visitor: i think its getting hard now
visitor: ITS GROWING
visitor: lusting for your sweet dark beef
disco tastrophe: I AM WHITE.
disco tastrophe: WHITE MEAT.
visitor: tempting meaty putrid snuff
visitor: mmm
visitor: thanksgiving
disco tastrophe: THANKSGIVING IS FOR PUSSIES.
visitor: your pussy my dear. YOUR pussy
disco tastrophe: IF YOU'RE TOUGH, YOU LIKE WOODCHIPPERS AND THE CANNIBAL HOLOCAUST.
visitor: uncle told me of your hidden bounty
visitor: your wimpers of lust and lollipop juice
visitor: take it
disco tastrophe: JUST BEND ME OVER ALL READY AND CHOKE ME.
disco tastrophe: STRANGLE THAT BITCH IS MY MOTTO.
3:55 AM
visitor: your sadistic impluse hath not a glimmer of lust pronounced
disco tastrophe: ALREADY.
disco tastrophe: THERE.
disco tastrophe: I ALREADY HAD INTERNET INTERCOURSE.
disco tastrophe: YOU'RE AWARE.
visitor: goodtidings to you maiden. i shall not play with you again. you smell of human.
visitor: and i think my boy jo jo banged you last christmas under the stairs at mary kays party in the lower east side.
visitor: PAAYCE PAAYCE wuh wuh smack a hoe
disco tastrophe: i don't do parties
disco tastrophe: I AM THE PARTY.
disco tastrophe: TOODLES. XO
