And The Police. And Your Damn Mothers!
Try it, informing rats!! Call the oinkers again, you've done it twice already this yr. (Do you never fucking learn, you piece of shit?) & it didn't stop me from hating & wanting to kill every last one of you fucking creeps for one damn second. (Did you think squealing on me twice would make me feel any better about anything, you fucking retarded shit? How could you do this to any human being?)
None of your fucking bullshit Big Pharma psychiatric drugs can turn me into one of you fucking sheep. Don't even bother, quacks. Just have the fucking police kill me already, all you fucking losers really want is to punish me for being free, isn't it?
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