Humans: 1 Dolphins -1...
I have an active imagination. Why just last week I got into some fisticuffs with a Bottlenose Dolphin. He had made a few racist comments saying stuff like "you humans are smelly and dumb and ugly and destroy everything." So I had to defend the human honor. I ended up pulling my ultimate move where I gather a bunch of baby sea lions and beat my opponoent with them until their nipples start to lactate. So I'm whooping this smug ass dolphin right? Milk is everywhere, when I hear a high pitched noise and look towards the sea as I notice a whole pod of dolphins coming for my ass. Then all of a sudden they stop cold and line up in a line and form into one giant dolphin like Voltron. At this point I knew I was f**ked. So I whip out my handi-dandy notebook and draw a flamethrower. I say a few chants and the flamethrower becomes real. I then Take my flamethrower and aim it at the dolphins and make grilled fish. Chyeaa.
^^ So am I normal or just crazy? :P
Seriously, you should write a f*ckin' book with an imagination like that!
I mean who dosen't like fried dolphin?
This was actually an ejoyable read! You should make more, rofl
and fuck that dolphin.
smug little shit
hahaha
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