UNCALLED FOR! YOU HAVE GONE TOO FAR, DEADPOOL! YOU HAVE CROSSED THE LINE!
You disgusting pustule! You worthless maggot! You disease-ridden, cancer-encrusted, hideous, worthless, putrid, thrice-damned, loathsome, shameless BASTARD!
I'll send you to hell! Come to me and fight me! Come and let me show you how fierce I can be about defending my family's honor and integrity! You may not give two spits about whatever booze-soaked whore and slimy prick birthed your mottled, revolting hide, but you would do well to learn that is not the case for all of us!
My parents were noble, my lineage pure, my heritage a source of deep loyalty and pride! I will NOT idly stand by, nor let Hippolyta hold me back, from defending that! And I will not allow you to speak not ONE word more against my mother, heaven keep her soul, even though you and everyone else may dismiss them as immature barbs and needling attempts to get a reaction out of me.
Well, consider this your reaction! I will tear out your living heart! I will devour your eyes! I'll splinter every one of the bones in your fingers! I'll bury my claws around your spine and rip it from your body! I'll make you take back those words! I don't care what Hippolyta says; I don't care what anyone says! I'll make you suffer for this outrage!
That's it. You're blocked from replying to him. Wade, go boink Terry for a bit and get it out of your system.
Ramon, go calm the fuck down. He got the rise out of you that he wanted, and waving your tentacles at him won't help. Shut up, sit down, have a glass of wine, and chill the fuck out.
You disgusting pustule! You worthless maggot! You disease-ridden, cancer-encrusted, hideous, worthless, putrid, thrice-damned, loathsome, shameless BASTARD!
I'll send you to hell! Come to me and fight me! Come and let me show you how fierce I can be about defending my family's honor and integrity! You may not give two spits about whatever booze-soaked whore and slimy prick birthed your mottled, revolting hide, but you would do well to learn that is not the case for all of us!
My parents were noble, my lineage pure, my heritage a source of deep loyalty and pride! I will NOT idly stand by, nor let Hippolyta hold me back, from defending that! And I will not allow you to speak not ONE word more against my mother, heaven keep her soul, even though you and everyone else may dismiss them as immature barbs and needling attempts to get a reaction out of me.
Well, consider this your reaction! I will tear out your living heart! I will devour your eyes! I'll splinter every one of the bones in your fingers! I'll bury my claws around your spine and rip it from your body! I'll make you take back those words! I don't care what Hippolyta says; I don't care what anyone says! I'll make you suffer for this outrage!
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That's it. You're blocked from replying to him. Wade, go boink Terry for a bit and get it out of your system.
Ramon, go calm the fuck down. He got the rise out of you that he wanted, and waving your tentacles at him won't help. Shut up, sit down, have a glass of wine, and chill the fuck out.
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His mom was thrice-damned last night!
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Or, as I suggested, go boink Terry. Sounds to me like you're bored and in need of a new hobby.
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