"Brad, I'm afraid that if you do not calm down I'll be forced to permanently ban you."
"Not amusing in the slightest, Ad. Just stop it, would you", Master remarked in a serious tone.
"ya u nig stop
The clippity clopping of their footsteps seemed to grow louder as the darkness continued to wrap its cold arms around them. Meanwhile, the individuals in the motel room had grown ever more impatient. Some were protesting Nigga's harsh orders of doing away with Brad while others were demanding that they should begin the orgy without the moderators who were brave enough to venture the corridors deep within the motel (castle). Keane was the most impatient of them all, perhaps.
"Fucking fuck fuck fuck...Fuck", Keane had shouted. This roughly translates as "Let the ass sex begin or I might just have sex with you in the ass, you bitches".
"Perhaps I should send you off to the dungeon with Brad? Now you wouldn't want that, would you", King Nigga belowed in an ironically calm manner.
"No, your majesty sexy ass...fucker", Nigga had forced Keane to call him "sexy ass" long ago.
"So, is this orgy going to happen or not?"
Zeppelin's bitch strikes back.




