Never before have I felt so completely filthy, no amount of shower, nor repentance can begin to offer any form of cleansing.
I dare not say the atrocity I've provided allowance for.
This, this is a dark day indeed.
Edit:
HEY YOU PHAJATS, ASK ME WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG SO I MAY SHARE WITH YOU MY DISMAY
Rabid-Echidna
What's wrong buddy?
BaronVonBadGuy
There is no excuse for this act. Such evil never have I imagined could manifest within me.
The story goes, some 8 months ago, I downloaded the entire collection of ICP's "musical" works to see if I could actually like anything they made. Giving them a fair chance for all the hating I've always shown for their faggotry.
Well no, I couldn't. But every so often, I'd give them another try.
Then something horrifying happened, I heard around three songs that I.... That I....
THAT I ACTUALLY.... enjoyed. And ever sense, feel like a straight man suddenly realizing he may be gay.
It's bad enough I like three songs by them, what if I continue enjoying their music, WHAT IF I END UP PAINTING MY FACE LIKE A FAGGOT YELLING AT EVERYONE "ARE YOU DOWN WITH A CLOWNS?"
My God, Rabid, you know if it comes to such extremes, grab hold your shotgun fast, and quickly put me out of my misery, as I no doubt would have been infected with some horrible disease, and would much rather die than go on as such a vile creature.
Ugh.