crabby
Hey, captain asshat. You declared a winner 12 hours after the second comic was posted. You move too fucking fast. Except when you're moving too god damned slow. Can you just fucking move just at the right speed? I bet if I came over to your house to break in and eat your porridge, it'd either be way too hot, or totally cold.
Seriously, back in the old days, we wouldn't stand for this shit. I've seen men disemboweled with sporks for less than moderating a contest too quickly.
Your days are numbered. I know where you live.
In a general sense. Somewhere in the greater Chicago area. But I'm pretty sure that with some sort of air-dispersal of weaponized anthrax I could probably hit you. SO DON'T FUCK WITH ME.
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100 pounds of shit in a 25 pound sack.