Board Thread:Writer's Workshop/@comment-24821182-20141102150249

Bitch!

We know where you live and are coming to royally destroy you!

''First we’ll chop off your fingers, then your arms and legs. We’ll break every bone in your body and stitch your folds of loose skin together, so you’ll become a big, unlovable sack of shit. We’ll cut a hole in what used to be your stomach and have sex with that hole. I’ll shove my dick into your screeching maw and fuck apart your goddamn face. Should you try to pull yourself free, I’ll tear off your hair in tiny, bloody ringlets, and if you try biting my pecker, the hammer will come down on your fucking jaws. Your mouth will be my own personal toilet, and God help me if you aren’t going to swallow every drop of my salty seed with humble dedication.''

''We’ll gut open your 7-year-old, cunt to throat, and sell her organs to the local slaughterhouse. People from all over this great nation will come to buy a slice of your daughter’s liver, you dumb sow. We’ll keep her severed cunt to ourselves, though; on a cold November night I’ll pull it out from under my bed and screw it angrily in a twisted euphoria, making animal-like sounds as I engage in this primal act. Over time, thousands of tiny mites will hatch inside her flesh, creeping and crawling up and down her rotten, greenish grey mucous membrane. I will share my little toy with them until it comes falling apart into a quadrillion disgusting fragments.''

We’ll castrate your husband and feed his balls to a pack of dogs.

We’ll kill your newborn and set your house on fire.

No one cheats the IRS! 