Post by Trent Helms on Jun 28, 2018 3:28:10 GMT
Are you happy you mouth breeding land mammals called Earthlings.
Were you expecting something else from me?
Like my superior leaping ability?
Like all those countless wrestling matches that you are so fond of?
Like the times, I would allow another one of your kind battle me for thirty minutes at a time, with no end goal in sight and nothing to motivate me?
Do you miss them?
Did you even miss me?
Or is your kind so focused on shoving another banana into your banana chewing mouths?
Well, I’m going to make you wish for the days where my main objective was entertaining you.
Where I was butchering your stupid language that I don’t even like speaking in the first place.
I left this planet, your stupid blue and green sphere, that is choked by pollution, ruined by ape descendant offspring, in hopes that you hopefully do the opposite of what I said in the first place.
Give them time, they said. They will evolve they said.
And what did you do during your time away ?
Ruin Star Wars ? Elect a walking talking Cheeto to run the united states ? Made a movie about a woman banging a fish ?
I gave you so much primates.
So much.
I befriended some of you. I slept with some of your ex’s. I even gave some of you a immunity to sexual transmitted diseases.
Did I once get a thank you ?
Did any of you even mourne my passing ?
Of course not, all you primates care about is yourselves.
‘I once I believed I could save your kind. I wanted to save you from your end that will one day approach.
No Longer.
I’m superior to each and every one of you. From the so called Trent Helms’s
You’re asking yourself, that makes no sense.
There is only one being that deserves to have the title of what is Dog spelled backwards.
It’s not Angel. It’s not Spike, It’s not Rowan.
Only I.
You want to know what true power is ?
The fact, that not a single one of you can touch me.
Check my contract.
Because the primates who know me, know Trent Helms knows how to negoilate a contract.
I choose my victims, and strike when I want.
And I plan on tormenting, each and every one of you.
I going to get deep inside your skin, I’m going to turn your entire world upside down.
I’m going to drive you so crazy, that you’re going to be screaming, and doing all that chest pounding, alpha male grunting and snarling that you do, begging to punch me in my pefectly teeth, and wishing you place your foot up my freshly bleeched asshole.
You’re going to want to fight me, you will scream and demand it, like all the self-important entitled mammals you are.
And I’m going to look down at you.
I’m not going to smile, I’m not going to frown, I’m going to look down at you in disgust.
Because you primates aren’t worthy of licking the feces from my shoes.
Then, after crying, and whining and throwing your little hissyfit over being ignorged and realizing your kind isn’t worth my time.
I will break your spirit.
Once that is broken.
Oh...The real fun will begin.
Soon Apes, I will select my first victim.
Until Then.
Enjoy your bananas....Primates
Were you expecting something else from me?
Like my superior leaping ability?
Like all those countless wrestling matches that you are so fond of?
Like the times, I would allow another one of your kind battle me for thirty minutes at a time, with no end goal in sight and nothing to motivate me?
Do you miss them?
Did you even miss me?
Or is your kind so focused on shoving another banana into your banana chewing mouths?
Well, I’m going to make you wish for the days where my main objective was entertaining you.
Where I was butchering your stupid language that I don’t even like speaking in the first place.
I left this planet, your stupid blue and green sphere, that is choked by pollution, ruined by ape descendant offspring, in hopes that you hopefully do the opposite of what I said in the first place.
Give them time, they said. They will evolve they said.
And what did you do during your time away ?
Ruin Star Wars ? Elect a walking talking Cheeto to run the united states ? Made a movie about a woman banging a fish ?
I gave you so much primates.
So much.
I befriended some of you. I slept with some of your ex’s. I even gave some of you a immunity to sexual transmitted diseases.
Did I once get a thank you ?
Did any of you even mourne my passing ?
Of course not, all you primates care about is yourselves.
‘I once I believed I could save your kind. I wanted to save you from your end that will one day approach.
No Longer.
I’m superior to each and every one of you. From the so called Trent Helms’s
You’re asking yourself, that makes no sense.
There is only one being that deserves to have the title of what is Dog spelled backwards.
It’s not Angel. It’s not Spike, It’s not Rowan.
Only I.
You want to know what true power is ?
The fact, that not a single one of you can touch me.
Check my contract.
Because the primates who know me, know Trent Helms knows how to negoilate a contract.
I choose my victims, and strike when I want.
And I plan on tormenting, each and every one of you.
I going to get deep inside your skin, I’m going to turn your entire world upside down.
I’m going to drive you so crazy, that you’re going to be screaming, and doing all that chest pounding, alpha male grunting and snarling that you do, begging to punch me in my pefectly teeth, and wishing you place your foot up my freshly bleeched asshole.
You’re going to want to fight me, you will scream and demand it, like all the self-important entitled mammals you are.
And I’m going to look down at you.
I’m not going to smile, I’m not going to frown, I’m going to look down at you in disgust.
Because you primates aren’t worthy of licking the feces from my shoes.
Then, after crying, and whining and throwing your little hissyfit over being ignorged and realizing your kind isn’t worth my time.
I will break your spirit.
Once that is broken.
Oh...The real fun will begin.
Soon Apes, I will select my first victim.
Until Then.
Enjoy your bananas....Primates
Well howdy there pardner.