Talk:Goodbye.../@comment-29909048-20170316030137/@comment-33509092-20171029172011

WARNING! Carry on reading, or yo' ass is ghon be taken, even if you read tha word "warning"! There once was a playa named Dude Hunapon. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch yo. Dude was lazy, n' straight-up uncarin yo. Dude always wore a jacket, no matta how tha fuck warm dat shiznit was outside yo. Dude had a other brutha named Mike whoz ass always bossed his ass around. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! One day, Mike was capped, n' it affected Dude pimped outly yo. Dude went crazy n' started murderin people. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Soon, he gots tha fuck into a gangbangin' fight wit one of mah thugs n' gots capped. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Now, he roams round as a tall skeleton wit a red shirt, n' tha exact same hoodie dat Dude wore. This skeleton was known as "Swapfell Papyrus", n' da thug will bust a cap up in you if you don't post dis on 15 comment sectionz of any joint before yo' bedtime. If you fail, n' you raise up when he up in yo' room, yo' dirtnap is ghon be slow n' straight-up fucked up naaahhmean, biatch? A hoe named Lil' Willy Lilupanin read this, n' didn't listen. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was raped n' capped up in her chill. If you copy n' paste dis on 15 comment sectionz of any joint before yo' bedtime, Swapfell Papyrus will make shizzle you feel safe.