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Death on two legs and onward! |
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The gestation has now mutated into what looks like a human |
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It displays intellect and understands reproduction |
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We should have stopped it before it got this far |
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That writhing reject, that web-footed bastard child |
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That spawn of animated lard, that curdled wad of embarrassment |
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Dripping mucus and leaving a trail... |
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Released upon the populace this "thing" shall breed, emit its seed |
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a monstrous mold of cells resembling jellied meat assembly |
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A living, breathing piece of defecating meat |
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Two-legged massacre expressing glands in heat |
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Draining the bleed |
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Putrid will be its offspring |
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Filtered through genetic anomaly |
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A throbbing, misshapen slug of a "human being" |
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Mucus crusts on your pink skin, shined by sebaceous sebum |
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Fucking ugly and disgusting |
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The missing link between feces and humanity |
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"When I try to speak through my spurthole |
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I simply choke on the mucus" like... |
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"When I try to examine my asshole in the mirror |
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for polyps or whatever you call it, I erupt" |
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We are living, we are breathing, we are pieces of defecating meat. |
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A living, breathing piece of defecating meat |
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Descending on the earth contaminated seeds |
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Ripe with disease |