My Voices Can Beat Up Your Voices I Want A Stalker The Garden Gnomes Are Slowly Stealing My Sanity Even If The Voices Aren't Real, They're Smarter Than You The Voices Say You Must Die End Injustice: Kill Everyone Just To Be Nice, I'll Aim For Your Head If You Can Read This, You're Smarter Than You Look It's Not That I Hate You, It's The Fact The Voices Hate You If All Else Fails, Have Someone Else Pull The Trigger I Didn't Sell My Soul To Satan, I Sold Yours Age Is Supposed to Bring Wisdom, What Happened to You? What Doesn't Kill You Obviously Screwed Up You Belong On Springer I Will Not Kick Your Ass, Your Balls Will Suffice I See Stupid People I Don't Hate You, I Merely Think You Should Die Your Oppinion Matters To Me. I Need To Laugh Occassionally. I Like My Co-workers, It's The Idiots I Work With That I Hate. You Are Not Inteligent, So Don't Pretend. Ignorance can be cured... Stupidity is forever. I Don't Want To Kill You, However My Plans For World Domination Include Your Death... Sorry DIE SCREAMING! If You Can Read This, You Can Read This. I assume your nickname is "Duh?" I see you've set aside this time to humiliate yourself in public. I'll pretend I'm listening. You pretend I care. I'm Not Rude, You're Insignificant. I normally avoid needle-drugs, but you're a dope worth shooting. Suffering From Delusions of Adequacy Again? I'm trying to decide if I should kill you or simply feign death until you feel awkward and leave.
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