Master Shake Must Be Brought To Justice
Oct 11, 2023 3:43:49 GMT -7
Post by darthwutianshudu on Oct 11, 2023 3:43:49 GMT -7
My Fellow Sith,
It has come to my attention that the violent criminal Master Shake is loose in the suburbs of Tobaccostan. Fear not, however, as the self-professed vigilante will soon be brought to quasi-vicarious Justice one Sparring and Fettering at a rhyme. Our Tobaccostani People have a long, glorious, firm History of not only carrying out Justice, but delivering and catering it as well... but that's beside the point! The point is, Meatatollah Meatwad has Issued a Fatwad to the effect that Master Shake is to be taken alive.
*shocked gasps from the Crowd*
Uuh... wait. No! Not sexually! Can someone go over to Carl's Plantation and tell him to clarify to all of the Tobaccideen that Master Shake is to be taken captive?
*perverted thoughts from the Crowd*
Are Y'all motherfuckers serious right now! Goddamn Master Shake needs to be locked up in a Dodecahedramax Time Prison before He beats everyone out of another Nicotinitutional Convention using candles, winks, and burning pornography! How He moves that quickly without legs or bones... when I can fly is beyond me! Hey! Hey! This isn't funny! The Soon of a Butch is Pre-Emtpively collecting Evidence against Himself to accuse the Law of being Guilty! And this isn't no goddamn kind of Guerilla War -
*mortars pop mutely in the distance*
Because Donald Rumsfeld -
*a rolling blackout shuts down the Press Conference of the Divided Rakes of Tobaccostan in front of the Dollar General where Frylock gesticulates at the news cameras as Supreme Meatatollah Meatwad of the Jersaysh pouts, on the verge of Tears of Pure Hoe Lie Water*
Are those motherfuckers dead yet! We spent three motherfucking hours picking out these Azaleas and Shrubbery bushes, motherfucking Nas Gulls and Mithlond Maggot motherfuckers. Fuck this bullshit! And before You ask, No! We ain't gonna stop by Burger King on the Way home! Burger King can stop by Us goddamnit!
Waaaaaaaaaaaah!
It has come to my attention that the violent criminal Master Shake is loose in the suburbs of Tobaccostan. Fear not, however, as the self-professed vigilante will soon be brought to quasi-vicarious Justice one Sparring and Fettering at a rhyme. Our Tobaccostani People have a long, glorious, firm History of not only carrying out Justice, but delivering and catering it as well... but that's beside the point! The point is, Meatatollah Meatwad has Issued a Fatwad to the effect that Master Shake is to be taken alive.
*shocked gasps from the Crowd*
Uuh... wait. No! Not sexually! Can someone go over to Carl's Plantation and tell him to clarify to all of the Tobaccideen that Master Shake is to be taken captive?
*perverted thoughts from the Crowd*
Are Y'all motherfuckers serious right now! Goddamn Master Shake needs to be locked up in a Dodecahedramax Time Prison before He beats everyone out of another Nicotinitutional Convention using candles, winks, and burning pornography! How He moves that quickly without legs or bones... when I can fly is beyond me! Hey! Hey! This isn't funny! The Soon of a Butch is Pre-Emtpively collecting Evidence against Himself to accuse the Law of being Guilty! And this isn't no goddamn kind of Guerilla War -
*mortars pop mutely in the distance*
Because Donald Rumsfeld -
*a rolling blackout shuts down the Press Conference of the Divided Rakes of Tobaccostan in front of the Dollar General where Frylock gesticulates at the news cameras as Supreme Meatatollah Meatwad of the Jersaysh pouts, on the verge of Tears of Pure Hoe Lie Water*
Are those motherfuckers dead yet! We spent three motherfucking hours picking out these Azaleas and Shrubbery bushes, motherfucking Nas Gulls and Mithlond Maggot motherfuckers. Fuck this bullshit! And before You ask, No! We ain't gonna stop by Burger King on the Way home! Burger King can stop by Us goddamnit!
Waaaaaaaaaaaah!
