Happy "Day a racist genocidal white man signed a deal with

I've never been in the "right" state of mind, but I do regret a lot. Most of it is stuff I can't change. Things I just have to live with or kill myself if it get's too bad.

How bad is too bad, because I can make up some pretty sick fuck stories about you.

Stories don't even come into play for what I am talking about. Also, what do you mean "sick fuck stories"?

You tell me. You let me know what you're talking about and I'll make minor embellishments for dramatic effect and pass them off as reality. Because they are.

If that's the case, then I think this is where my posts on this thread end. inb4 good, nexus isn't posting on the thread anymore.

One wonders why you didn't stop sooner. I want you to know how unsatisfying it is to troll you. I dream that this act of yours is all just an elaborate ruse. But then I wake up. Disappointed.

I'm glad my existence causes you such displeasure.

Back to bed with you, bub! Mommy Nexus gave you a curfew a couple of posts up. Look:



Don't make her not take out the whip. She knows you like the whip.

You're damn right I like the whip!

That's your first good response. My work here is done. Tell Mommy Nexus I won't call back. The dastardly duck dick drifts dramatically.

You two in love or something?

He only cheated on you for half a minute. I swear we won't touch again.

It's okay, Ive had you both and I've come to the conclusion that there's better ass out there.

Ass is one thing, but I'm the best duck dick your pussy will never forget. See your ava for more info. Goddamn, looking at it now, I was an underaged duck, too. No wonder the pedo police raided your shit.

You were mighty tasty boy.

I understand that we both know what we're talking about, but I think the good folks of fakku need some clarity on this matter.

One day I was just walking along, minding my own business. Since I lost my family, nobody taught me the proper ways of handling my package, so my duck dick was just being dragged along the floor, carrying my balls. Then Waar the kitty cat came along and started chatting me up. I was a bit nervous initially at the things being suggested, but then he said he'd take care of the rug burns on my dick and I just said, "sign me up." At that point he began whispering sweet nothings while patting my head. This moment was captured in his current avatar. However, I went out of my way to retrieve a photo of the circumstances in their entirety, with nothing hidden from scrutiny:



And that's how Waar became my molester uncle. His continued presence here drew the attention of the pedo police and Jacob had to purge all the loli. True story.

tldr. What are you, me?