On your knees, goyim. Someone shoulda broke you a long, long time ago. I have nary met a muzzie I can't chuck with this here long and mighty dingus! I tell ye back in aught-4 I met a real mean ocnod . He had big, clit-chopping hands, monstrous fig-gobbling sand-kissing lips, a pathetic pubic-hair beard, dirty knees and dusty nuts from kneeling so much and not bathing, muscles that rippled under his mocha skin so it'd look like a pot of coffee as the hurammi sat there, not working . T'was an older gentleman, the employer d'ye ken?, that had hired me to break this particular aravash. Was some half-dozen breakers what had tried and failed to motivate him to do his darn job! Eventually he realized the only way to get the job done was the old-fashioned way. You can't talk to a sun goblin, and beatings just make a slurpee mad and ornery! You have to frick a sunarefa into submission! I tracked this this big-assed abba-dabba, by fallerin' the sounds of his impressive proud buttocks, clapping as he masturbated to a Britney spears video. There he be, proud as a darn ewok, Turco's body framed by yon settin' sun, just begging to be broke. I approached from the east, formerly westerly way. Took him unawares as he were sat alone out in front of his desk, mending a bong or some such. Knocking him to his glistening buttocks produced a thund'rus CLAP, and I mounted from the front. I tell ye Zeb, but that aravi began to FIGHT! This unbroken, proud lazy tusken raider was ornery I tell ye, but I ain't ne'er been denied, d'ya ken it? I had my peepee out in an instant as he scrambled onto his terr-ab belly and began ta' wrigglin' this way and that. And did he began to wail! As loud as the call to prayer he were. This beur could tell the breaking was coming, and I tell ye, he did BUCK. This obstinate stan could turn on a dime and give ye some change! I tell ye as the winds were my witness, he were a right cobra, struggling and flopping as he did, gyrating his unbroken arabush anus and dodging my breaker man's meat. But he broke, and I finished the job. D'ye ken? That cairo Coon broke. Say sorry, camel crunch. But they all break. By snowy white G@d in heaven, now say hallelujah, boy, you'll break, too! That Habibi stole my heart.
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What the darn-diddily-doodily did you just say about me, you little witcharooney? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class at Springfield Bible College, and I've been involved in numerous secret mission trips in Capital City, and I have over 300 confirmed baptisms. I am trained in the Old Testament and I'm the top converter in the entire church mission group. You are nothing to me but just another heathen. I will cast your sins out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before in Heaven, mark my diddily-iddilly words. You think you can get away with saying that blasphemy to me over the Internet? Think again, friendarino. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of evangelists across Springfield and your IP is being traced by God right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggorino. The storm that wipes out the diddily little thing you call your life of sin. You're going to Church, kiddily-widdily. Jesus can be anywhere, anytime, and he can turn you to the Gospel in over infinity ways, and that's just with his bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in preaching to nonbelievers, but I have access to the entire dang- diddily Bible collection of the Springfield Bible College and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your sins away off the face of the continent, you diddily-doo satan-worshipper. If only you could have known what holy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you from the Heavens, maybe you would have held your darn-diddily-fundgearoo tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're clean of all your sins, you widdillo-skiddily neighborino. I will sing hymns of praise all over you and you will drown in the love of Christ. You're farn-foodily- flank-fiddily reborn, kiddo-diddily.
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Good job bobby, here's a star
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