The Evil Bitch of Death chat.
I love the Evil Bitch of Death. I cleaned this up to make it readable.
Elissa: At first glance. I thought that woman looked like your mother. No offense.. It doesn't look like her anymore, though.
Daniel: She does in some ways.
Elissa: I KNOW! I mean... no, she doesn't at all.
Daniel: Shes so fucking great. Everytime I look at that picture I seriously like, smile to myself.
Elissa: Send me your picture.
Daniel: Why..
Elissa: So i ken steel it. O, I wil make my own just fuk off. I woz just pretendin 2 like ur artwerk.
Daniel: Kay.
Elissa: I just want to track her down. I will see her and just.. holy shit. IMAGINE IF WE SAW HER ON THE STREET. I would fucking tackle her.
Or I would rip off her face and attempt to.. Oh, God, this is too funny. I would attempt to clone her.
Daniel: Have her as a slave. And give her like, a chocolate everytime she smiles. And we can keep her in a cage.
Elissa: And she will wear rags. We'll open the cage once a fortnight and make her dance for food. And we'll whip her and shit. I can imagine her.
Daniel: Once a fortnight? Once a day.
Elissa: She's like "Please..... Please.......... just let me go....... I won't tell anyone........" And we're like "OK Bye! "
Daniel: We will make her dance to NIN music.
Elissa: And shes starting to walk out the door.. then we send these squirrels to attack her. And we're like "SOZ DARL JUST JKN" And she like falls to her feet and starts to cry and she's like "PLZ I WILL DO NETHIN!" And we're like "lolz we were kiddin u ken go!" So she's walking out and then we send all these little cats (like your Cady) with pictures of her face attached to them to attack her. lolz
Daniel: And then shes like crawling out the door and these metal bars just slam down. And shes like wimpering in her lil rags on the ground.
Elissa: On her fingers. And you hear her little bones crackle. She's like "please..... lift the bars......"And we're like "OK. Anything for you!" And then we lift them and shes like "oh, thank god..." then we just slam them down with 10x the force! I'm like, laughing. Just imagining.
Daniel: And then shes like "noooooo" and so she hates her life so much so torches herself, so we have to use her DNA and create another one of her.
Elissa: I CAN IMAGINE HER TORCHING HERSELF. Or we try to bring her back to life, and she's all burnt and shit. She's like "Oh God! What have I done in a past life to endure this torture?"
Daniel: And we're like "You fucking smiled, you fucking bitch."
Elissa: At first glance. I thought that woman looked like your mother. No offense.. It doesn't look like her anymore, though.
Daniel: She does in some ways.
Elissa: I KNOW! I mean... no, she doesn't at all.
Daniel: Shes so fucking great. Everytime I look at that picture I seriously like, smile to myself.
Elissa: Send me your picture.
Daniel: Why..
Elissa: So i ken steel it. O, I wil make my own just fuk off. I woz just pretendin 2 like ur artwerk.
Daniel: Kay.
Elissa: I just want to track her down. I will see her and just.. holy shit. IMAGINE IF WE SAW HER ON THE STREET. I would fucking tackle her.
Or I would rip off her face and attempt to.. Oh, God, this is too funny. I would attempt to clone her.
Daniel: Have her as a slave. And give her like, a chocolate everytime she smiles. And we can keep her in a cage.
Elissa: And she will wear rags. We'll open the cage once a fortnight and make her dance for food. And we'll whip her and shit. I can imagine her.
Daniel: Once a fortnight? Once a day.
Elissa: She's like "Please..... Please.......... just let me go....... I won't tell anyone........" And we're like "OK Bye! "
Daniel: We will make her dance to NIN music.
Elissa: And shes starting to walk out the door.. then we send these squirrels to attack her. And we're like "SOZ DARL JUST JKN" And she like falls to her feet and starts to cry and she's like "PLZ I WILL DO NETHIN!" And we're like "lolz we were kiddin u ken go!" So she's walking out and then we send all these little cats (like your Cady) with pictures of her face attached to them to attack her. lolz
Daniel: And then shes like crawling out the door and these metal bars just slam down. And shes like wimpering in her lil rags on the ground.
Elissa: On her fingers. And you hear her little bones crackle. She's like "please..... lift the bars......"And we're like "OK. Anything for you!" And then we lift them and shes like "oh, thank god..." then we just slam them down with 10x the force! I'm like, laughing. Just imagining.
Daniel: And then shes like "noooooo" and so she hates her life so much so torches herself, so we have to use her DNA and create another one of her.
Elissa: I CAN IMAGINE HER TORCHING HERSELF. Or we try to bring her back to life, and she's all burnt and shit. She's like "Oh God! What have I done in a past life to endure this torture?"
Daniel: And we're like "You fucking smiled, you fucking bitch."