Author Topic: King Of The Hill - WHY YOU LITTLE  (Read 88697 times)

The hill is no longer yours.

My hill.

I banish you to the planet of radioactive waste

My hill

I land on you with a space ship.


My hill.

I saw off your fingers with a rusty house key, feed them to my rabid wolf, murder him in front of you, gut his stomach and retrieve your fingers; partially digested, and force you to eat them.

My hill.

While you are out to the grocery store, I move the hill to a different planet and claim it as my own.

My hill.

I blasted to the other planet, slaughtered you, and brought the hill back.



My hill.


I kill no one.

My hill.

My hill just because I said so.




My hill.

I kick you off and make it in such a way that nothing convievable or inconceivable, existent or nonexistent, nothing ever could ever make it not my hill.

Mine.

I flip you the shaft and stab you between the eyes.

My hill

I dig a house into the side of the hill -- Minecraft style.


My hill.

Persuasively convince you that keeping the hill isn't a good idea since somebody will come along and rip your guts out, as well as the fact that the hill doesnt benefit you in any way, shape, or form.

My hill.


Also, to those who want to claim the hill as their own, why do you waste time typing a method of taking control of a hill when it doesn't do anything?

Have love on the hill with your mom.

New bedtime is 3pm sharp, get to bed cigarette.

My hill.

I violently kick blazerblock2 off the hill.
My hill.

I set ion cannon turrets all over the hill so absolutely nothing could concievably take the hill.
My ion cannon turrets.

I set blazerblock2 back on the hill and arm the ion cannons, and then rocket jump to a nearby skyscraper.
blazerblock2's hill.

I slip off the skyscraper and fall to my death.
Still blazerblock2's hill.