SON OF A FUCKING BITCH GOD DAMMIT
I typed up the most awesome RP post, written in dactylic hexameter, including epithets like "Dick-sucking" "thrice-loomed".
FUCKING GONE
Fuck you, touch pad. You're as sensitive as my dog after his daily kicking. You sperg out at the slightest fucking touch. I deleted my shit because of you. If you were a person I'd murder and eat you, then shit you out and murder you again.
Here's what I remember: A talking horse told Joe about Twerkers. Joe said something stupid, then did something stupid, then made fun of some aspect of cRPG. Good luck with your migration, Twerkers.