Private Crotchalot aka. DirtyPjs,
Johnny told me you were talking smack on here about me and my mom, and at least half o fhta tis true. I’d tell you what you can go do to yourself, but I’ve already told you so many damn times, that at this point it seems rather pointless. All you need to know is that at this point, I am through with warnings, and a copy of this conversation will be forwarded to the Mom Council. If you have anything further to say, do it through the proper channels, and may the pants be with us all.
My name is Rapey McCrotchstein, and I am the PR manager from Private Crotchalot. Your threats are not taken lightly, as you have implied that you are going to involve the mom council. In response to your “I’d tell you what you can go do to yourself” comment, we wanted to let you know that you and your mom can ball up your pants and place them up your excretory orifice. Enjoy!
captain pants man said,
October 7, 2006 @ 7:59 pm
Private Crotchalot aka. DirtyPjs,
Johnny told me you were talking smack on here about me and my mom, and at least half o fhta tis true. I’d tell you what you can go do to yourself, but I’ve already told you so many damn times, that at this point it seems rather pointless. All you need to know is that at this point, I am through with warnings, and a copy of this conversation will be forwarded to the Mom Council. If you have anything further to say, do it through the proper channels, and may the pants be with us all.
captain pants man
Rapey McCrotchstein said,
October 7, 2006 @ 10:36 pm
Dear Captain Pants Man,
My name is Rapey McCrotchstein, and I am the PR manager from Private Crotchalot. Your threats are not taken lightly, as you have implied that you are going to involve the mom council. In response to your “I’d tell you what you can go do to yourself” comment, we wanted to let you know that you and your mom can ball up your pants and place them up your excretory orifice. Enjoy!
-R. McC