TG: none of that really meant anything but ok
TG: also you have me confused for somebody else we never talked
TG: i guarantee i would have remembered you
TC: ALL THAT MOTHER FUCKIN MATTERS IS I REMEMBER YOU AND WHAT YOU DID.
TC: i'm just all letting you in on the ways i set the high justice in motion.
TC: MADE US MOTHERFUCKING SQUARE, YOU AND ME.
TC: me and you.
TG: thats cool juggalo guy who i still cant quite tell is ironic about this or not
TG: but like i said either way its all good
TC: HAHAHAHAHA, YOU DON'T MOTHER FUCKING BELIEVE.
TC: you need to get more spirituality into your superstition ghost.
TC: LIKE THE MOTHERFUCKING FAITHCHUMP THAT WHAT I WAS.
TC: as if i'd forget to do my chucklevoodoos to you too.
TC: TO FUCK UP YOUR DREAMS.
TC: make your worst fears come alive and get up on their haunts in your naphappy pan.
TG: what
TG: what fears
TC: YOU MOTHER FUCKING KNOW, BROTHER.
TC: its the fuckin puppet.
TC: THE ONE THAT'S ALL GOT TO BE MY BEST FUCKING FRIEND I GOT NOW.
TC: now that my other buddy managed to be having his head chopped off. :oC
TG: oh god
TG: did my bro put you up to this
TG: i should have guessed he might have a hand in some of these shitty trolling escapades
TC: YOUR BRO'S DEAD BRO.
TC: couldn't keep my new friend captive no more.
TC: RELEASED YOUR NIGHTMARES RIGHT INTO MY WARM FUCKING EMBRACE.
TC: and now i listen at what they whisper through my hear ducts.
TG: hahaha jesus
TG: you are fucking insane
TC: I'M ALL HEARING THESE AMAZING MOTHERFUCKIN THINGS.
TC: i think he'll help me refigure out what's the real reality about the miracles.
TC: HE'LL HELP ME TO MOTHER FUCKIN DISCOVER THE TRUTH OF WHO THE MESSIAHS ARE.
TC: the real messiahs, not the false mess a lies, hahahahaha.
TC: HONK.
TG: so
TG: my bros idiotic ventriloquist dummy is responsible for this schizophrenic bullshit
TG: is that what youre saying
TC: motherfuuuuuck yes, bro.
TG: what else does he say
TC: HE SAYS
TC: all in this funny little voice
TC: THAT IS SO
TC: very
TC: VERY
TC: very
TC: VERY
TC: quiet
TC: THAT
TC: it's time
TC: TO GO
TC: mother
TC: FUCKING
TC: kill
TC: THEM
TC: all.
TG: welp
TG: that sounds about right
TG: better do what he says dude
TC: YEAH.
TC: hahaha, here was i to come at you with all these unruly upbraids i got pent up.
TC: WHEN YOU KNOW MOTHERFUCKIN WHAT?
TC: i should be gettin grateful to you for sharing at me your way ridic heresies, brother.
TC: THE ROAD TO THE DARK CARNIVAL HAS NEVER BEFORE BEEN PAVED WITH LOUDER HONK HORNS TO TREAD UPON.
TC: and scare the living motherfuck out of the lowblood faithless with each step. ;o)
TG: hahahahahahahaha
TG: you are either literally an insane psychopathic murderer or some kind of trolling savant
TG: time to block you now but lets do this again ok
TC: YOU FUCKIN KNOW IT, BRO.
TC: i like you.
TC: WOULDN'T MIND TAKING THAT PALE MARSHMALLOW YOU GOT AS A NUGBONE OFF YOUR SHOULDERS.
TC: for this collection i got started on.
TC: ADD A LITTLE STRAWBERRY JAM TO THIS PEANUT BUTTER SANDWICH I'M MAKING BETWEEN MY MOTHER FUCKING LIPS.
TG: holy shit
TC: hey, before you go
TC: HOW ABOUT THAT WE
TC: slam a little. ;oD
TG: uh

They both then proceeded to have one of the best rap-offs in the history of paradox space.