Author Topic: Shamchat - national socialist painter time-travel funtime  (Read 8862 times)



I'M A REAL DOCTOR. YUP. TOTALLY.
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This is a conversation between Adolf Riddler and yourself, a Russian boy.
a Russian boy: AHHHHHHHHHHHHH
a Russian boy: RUN
a Russian boy: stuff
a Russian boy: NO
a Russian boy: IM SCARED
Adolf Riddler: Hallo lottle boy
Adolf Riddler: It is okay
Adolf Riddler: Come here
a Russian boy: no
Adolf Riddler: It is cold outside
Adolf Riddler: Let me give you my coat
a Russian boy: no
a Russian boy: it has ebola
Adolf Riddler: *shoots little boy in between his eyebrows*
Adolf Riddler: loving scum
Adolf Riddler has left the conversation.



This is a conversation between Stalin and yourself, Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire.
Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire: grandma is disappointed in me
Stalin: I am too
Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire: clickclick
Stalin: You better be working at the mine, you silly comrade
Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire: the COOKIE MINE
Stalin: Whatever
Stalin: But the real one, we need more comrades working
Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire: so i guess you could say the mine is stalin?
Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire: because people are not putin in work?
Stalin: Your puns are killing me second time
Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire: or has the mine just left too many marx on the people of russia?
Stalin: Dammit, do you want you and your relatives sent to Siberia? Because it can be done
Cookie Clicker Extraordinaire: i would prefer cuba
Stalin: Castro doesn't want more people there, but our mines and oils well are empty, you are going right there, cunt
Stalin has left the conversation.


This is a conversation between A Dog and the real badspot.
A Dog: Bark!
A Dog: grrrr
the real badspot: im going to kick you if your owner doesn't buy my game
A Dog: bark!!
A Dog has left the conversation.

This is a conversation between Satan and national socialist.
national socialist: MEIN GOTT
Satan: Ur goin to hell for wat u did to anne
national socialist: Satan spawn!
Satan: Thx
Satan: U noticed!
national socialist: I'll make zure to zlock you up into concenctracion campz!
Satan: With anne? dont kill her yet u motha fukkin thuda steela
national socialist: It doezn't even hav grammar!
Satan: Change to grammar national socialist those are safe
national socialist: What a gloriouz axample of a jeuden!
Satan has left the conversation.