Excuse me, but I have a few problems with said fanfic and therefore I shall proceed to type up my own, kthx.
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"Fuck", Nigga Lum Lord murmured under his breath.
"What", the only word Brad could utter was just that, as his ear's were stuffed with disgusting ear snots.
"Fuck!"
"Excuse me?!"
Negro Collectible God couldn't help but cringe with all his might at Brad's utter and complete idiocy, his brain squirming yet in a strangely voluntary manner. Quite vigorously.
"Zepto", Nigga's voice had boomed over the surrounding chatter, his voice full of dread and yet a slight dash of verbal irony. They were all gathered around the bed in a fishy motel room. They had assembled here for the annual Pirate Community orgy which had been held every single year on the date of the site's anniversary. He could've sworn that a warm, ultraviolet wave was wafting through the room, until he realized that he was in that room.
"What", the bitch of Led Zeppelin interrogated with fury, further disrupting the conversations and thus causing a dead silence.
The crowd of site members had stopped in their tracks and stared down Zepto viciously, attacking her with their painfully neutral stares. Nigga lowered his jaw open, but nothing came out.
"aaaaaaawwwwwkward lel

", Rulez had yelled with a sneer.
Nigga finally got his voice back and didn't hesitate to answer Zeppelin whatsoever. The crowd observed yet had nothing more to say, building the suspense up.
"Lellll, nothing bitch I meant to call Keane's name. Keane!"
Keane's head swung like a girl on a swing with her kitty in the middle, his eyes wide, his face full of "Fuck you" irony. Speech-less observations continued. The air had become cold which reassured the fact that Keane was truly in that room, satisfying Nigga as he had thought this event had all been a dream. The chilly slap in the face stated otherwise.
"Ja?"
"Remember the time at the Zep's join me, the one in which she drew Rayman and Globox doing the thing", Nigga asked loud and clearly.
The people's eyes had shifted towards the sexy himself.
"Ja."
Eyes had darted back to the sexier individual.
"Well, remember how you stated that Globox's lovely gesture had meant "Fuck" as in "Let's make-out"?
"jjjaaa

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"Well could you explain this to Brad here that way he knows what I mean by "Fuck"? kthx"
Suddenly Brad had punched Nigga in the face, causing a massive headache and high levels of butthurt. Eyeballs widened as the other individuals gasped and placed their hands over their gaping mouths. What Brad had done had been illegal and they all knew what Nigga was going to do next. There was a pause and suddenly everyone felt as if Nigga was going to brush Brad's action off, but boy were they incorrect!
"Off with his head", the words had finally been spit out of Nigga's mouth as everyone expected and looks of utter and total horror sprang up on everyone; poor Brad!
Master and other site moderators had shook their heads in sadness, but proceeded to shuffle up to Brad anyways as they had urgent orders from their king. And the-
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I'll just quit the story right then and there as my barbarism begs me too.
THEdragon wrote:I cry every time.
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