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Sweet Dead Sebastian
Topic Started: Jul 21 2005, 01:19 AM (93 Views)
Buffy Jul 21 2005, 01:19 AM Post #1
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 For many years I've plotted my revenge on you, without you
even knowing it. You're so stupid to believe that I have any
feelings for you other than hate.

I see you every Friday night galavanting around with other
demons bragging about our egg farm, its unconstitutional. What
is constitutional anyways? Nothing I can think of besides you,
dead with your throat ripped out and thrown on the ceiling.

Enough of this malarchy. It's disgusting. Our children are
developing fangs and you don't even care, tomorrow is a full
moon and they will howl, and hunt to kill our fellow villagers and
where are you? With Chin Sue, the towne concubine.

I shall give you a taste of your own medicine and run off with
a certain creature of the night and we will make our own babies,
ones that arn't werewolves, I cannot tolerate the hair of the little
beasts anymore, it clogs the drain and toilet.

You will pay, and then you will die, and I will laugh. I must go
prepare my crossbow so that I may kill you in your sleep my
sweet dead Sebastian.

Carmen Sutra
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Buffy Jul 23 2005, 11:42 PM Post #2
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Buffy
Jul 21 2005, 01:19 AM
For many years I've plotted my revenge on you, without you
even knowing it. You're so stupid to believe that I have any
feelings for you other than hate.

I see you every Friday night galavanting around with other
demons bragging about our egg farm, its unconstitutional. What
is constitutional anyways? Nothing I can think of besides you,
dead with your throat ripped out and thrown on the ceiling.

Enough of this malarchy. It's disgusting. Our children are
developing fangs and you don't even care, tomorrow is a full
moon and they will howl, and hunt to kill our fellow villagers and
where are you? With Chin Sue, the towne concubine.

I shall give you a taste of your own medicine and run off with
a certain creature of the night and we will make our own babies,
ones that arn't werewolves, I cannot tolerate the hair of the little
beasts anymore, it clogs the drain and toilet.

You will pay, and then you will die, and I will laugh. I must go
prepare my crossbow so that I may kill you in your sleep my
sweet dead Sebastian.

Carmen Sutra

i am sick and wrong
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