Author Topic: King Of The Hill - WHY YOU LITTLE  (Read 69519 times)

I place down a lawn chair on the hill with a glass of water.

My hill.

I simply cut the thread of logic, and therefore out of complete randomness, the hill is suddenly owned by me.

My hill and now the broken thread of logic is Decepticon's problem.

I stab you in the eyes with a pair of scissors.

I claim the hill since HellHound did not. HellHound is now my slave.

My hill with a slave.

UNDERGROUND RAILROAD
MY HILL WITH THE FORMER SLAVE
BITCH

UNDERGROUND RAILROAD
MY HILL WITH THE FORMER SLAVE
BITCH

I let the slave escape, but crush ragequit's head.

I still claim the hill.

I slam you with a giant rock. My hill