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Remember To Enjoy Hating What You Hate

Started by PHRASE, July 19, 2025, 09:14:18 PM

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You Hated it Now Enjoy Hatred Do Not Forget

Doktor Howl

Molon Lube

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Quote from: Doktor Howl on July 20, 2025, 06:29:18 AM:sotw:
Allow me to Demonstrate Enjoying your Hatred
I Hate Doktor Howl So Much and This Makes me So Happy I Jizzed in My Pants I Hate Doktor Howl So much I came so Quick nothing brings me more joy Then Hating Doktor Howl it's The Greatest Thing To Do Wow how great it is To Hate Doktor Howl what a wow I needed That moment is worth

Doktor Howl

Quote from: PHRASE on December 22, 2025, 11:35:02 PM
Quote from: Doktor Howl on July 20, 2025, 06:29:18 AM:sotw:
Allow me to Demonstrate Enjoying your Hatred
I Hate Doktor Howl So Much and This Makes me So Happy I Jizzed in My Pants I Hate Doktor Howl So much I came so Quick nothing brings me more joy Then Hating Doktor Howl it's The Greatest Thing To Do Wow how great it is To Hate Doktor Howl what a wow I needed That moment is worth


I am like Jesus and Bob Ross and Mr Rogers, only I hate you.

I don't even know you, and I hate you.  It's like grace, only backwards. I hate you the way I'd hate my life if I was Donald Trump's dry cleaning staff or Stephen Miller's right hand.  I hate you with a laser-like intensity that if viewed in person would propel you backwards in time to explode in that bag of box wine and also-ran sperm that your mother called her womb.

This is not to be taken personally.  I hate just about everything and everyone; the malice isn't directed at you so much as carelessly spilled on you.

I hate bears.  I hate space aliens.  I hate harp seals.

You are just another facet of the crystalized piece of shit that is planet dirt.

God knows I hate stupid primates, and he put me here with 8.3 BILLION of you anyway, which is just taking the piss.

Venomously yours,
Dok
Molon Lube