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.