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SICK ANNIHILATOR
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*WARNING: GRAPHIC EXPRESSION OF ANGER, DO NOT READ IF UNDERAGE!*
CrazyFrog is bound and struggling on an industrial iron tube, tied there by thugs on hire. They have been paid and departed long before. The factory is outside town, abandoned and no one can hear us. I carefully pull at CrazyFrog's lower lip, he tries to bite, but I skewer his lip with a penknife. It slices thru the delicate amphibian flesh with surprising ease. He screams in pain but I ignore him. Hellbent on revenge I kneel before him and, without fanfare, dig my teeth into his puny genitalia like some animal. He howls and pisses in defence. I recommence but the Frog pisses some more. The process repeats but Froggie runs outta liquid. I tear into his genitals with demonic vengeance and rip, rip, rip, jerk and pull with evil frenzy. I rejoice in each crack and vibration of Crazy Frog's agonized body! I leave the phallus on but chew it up like a piece of !SQUID! as in sushi, spitting out the blood and fluids. After working away for forty minutes at the scrotum, my work is nearly done. I take out the same pocketknife and ram it into CrazyFrog's abdomen, twisting it and enjoying the display of pain. I walk out.
Crazy Frog is left to himself and his demise.
I do not collect the $50,000 reward but (personally) dedicate my act to the bounty hunter who never caught the frog. Now he's dead (died real slow n' sweet) in the abandoned factory. Hail to the Bounty Hunter! Death and Annihilation (no soul!) to the CrazyFrog! Glory to God for never giving him a soul!
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