What sort of brotherhood is there in pain and torture? You know nothing about fraternal love, you pathetic ragamuffins!
Little unwashed idiots. I hope you all die and rid the world of your asinine games.
Is this the only form of personality available amongst the young ones nowadays? Pity.
Kill them. I don't care if they're children. Those little gremlins will eventually turn into tomorrow's criminals. Kill them all.
Saturday, 8 September 2007
In The Land Of Fake Brothers
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