Full metal jacket damage. This is the state of mind this foorape is in. If the environment of the foorape does not foor on itself, the foorape wil foor his environment as long as it takes to change it into an enfooronment. During this process everything is possible, he will acquire super-hero-like powers. Only one mission in his mind: tune the fucking place. His brain wil temporarily shrivel to the size of his nuts so the foorse has more room to operate in. In this state of deep meditation, the foorape loses his ego. He has no notion of other conscious entities around him and is thus incapable of feeling personal shame, something most foorapes are incapable of feeling anyway. This allows the foorape to commit acts of extremely stupifying idiocy. A general, fundamental requirenment to elevate the aura of the place he stands on to a transcendental moment of foorness.
1 opmerking:
What can I say? What is there to be said? Are there words to be found in the eternal galactic universe that express the state of mind a reader is in? yes there is: it is meareley a fooring state of being. nothing more is there to be said. all words and syllables lose meaning and syntax is blown into smithereens. I am delighted to find myself drawn into the foorse.
Thank you.
And keep on fooring
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