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🟦✨ Elite Gaming Legend ✨🟦
🚀⭐ Let’s party up again soon ⭐🚀
🌟🔥 Wishing you an absolutely epic day 🔥🌟
⭐⚡⭐ +REP — This profile radiates power! ⭐⚡⭐
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I'm bad at talking. I'm a rambler! I'll cut myself off here. Get back to me when you can!
Aha! You thought it was my comment signature, but it was me, Dio!
Hey there. Sorry I'm just getting back to you... These past 20 some minutes have been a bit hectic. When I first started typing my response to your message, I accidentally knocked over my Gromit Mug and spilled Faygo all over my keyboard... Which then dripped down onto my pants. Yep. Cue the waterworks. (Someday I swear I will stop being such a crybaby... Maybe when Nintendo decides to release a new F-Zero. Yeah... That'll be the day. As if you couldn't already tell I was a dork... There ya go! :P)
I'm so sick and I'm not going back home I'm so sorry to bother with this I'm not going back home
I'm so sick I don't want to be a bad person but I'm not getting back to me I know I'm going back home
I'm so sorry
Why did I have to be born with these disgusting, snake like fingers? These tendrils dangling off my hands like ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ tape worm parasites?! This is some plot against me? This is some punishment, or, even, some kind of way... to make me... end my life...
Listen... I know what I must do. In order to get illustrious and amazing hooves on my hand, which are much better than disgusting and utterly corrupt fingers... I need to chew off these disgusting fingers... I need to rip them off with my teeth and cast them to the wind... these shiny and cute hooves which beg to be on my arm/wrist, Imagine ... I must start chewing... I must remove this fingers and get my precious cute hooves...