What evil is this, that I must hereby converse with the archdaemon royserpa.
You jaundiced jumped up, vercordiously pusillanimous piffle.
Do you not realise that the world would be an infinitely better place, one in which we could all happily exist, if only you didn't? It is politically correct when discussing your faults to use certain words to denote your humanness above your disability. But in your case, there is nothing human.
You are just challenged, you are just different. I have seen maggots which have evoked greater pity in me than your voluptuously vile visage. Your mere existence has for me offered proof there is no God, no hope, no justice and the most miserable future for humankind. Personal hygiene.
They are not words you are terribly familiar with are they? Still, this ignorance can possibly lead to good. Raise your arm and stick your nose in your armpit. Now breathe deeply. Soon you will lose consciousness. How can someone so stupid still remember to breathe? Or are you an automaton sent by an evil foreign, or alien, power, to destroy civilisation as we know it? Physically, mentally, socially, even aesthetically, you are quite simply disgusting.
You snot-snivelled slimed sluptitious stool.
Do you not have any reckoning of the ugliness you have wrought on the world? If everything in this world has some purpose, some grand plan behind its existence, then yours surely is to show everything else, whether it be a slops bucket in a fried chicken stand, or the gunk behind the fridge, how fortunate it is not to be you.
Have you ever wondered why you have no friends, only people who do their pathetic best to avoid you?
Doesn't it disturb you that you are such a social anathema, such a repulsive unnatural force that the only forum left open to you, possibly, is the lounge?
This better not be against the rules..
