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Dayum. Shit just got real.

And how da fuq did I miss an awesome post like that by Mac?

What the swag did you just *(censored)* yolo about me, you little wayne? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the SwagFags, and I’ve been involved in numerous Obey Records , and I have over 300 confirmed Swaggers. I am trained in wearing snapbacks and I’m the top poser in the entire Swagfag Army. You are nothing to me but just another No swag. I will swag you the *(censored)* out with swagger the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my *(censored)* hashtags. You think you can get away with not taking pictures in the mirror over the Internet? Think again, *(censored)*. As we speak I am contacting my mom, she has alot of swag, and your ratchet ass is being traced right now so you better prepare for the yolo, nikka. The yolo that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your swag. You’re *(censored)* dead, nikka. I can swag anywhere, anytime, and I can swag in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my baggy skinny jeans. Not only am I extensively trained in having plugs and snake bites, but I have access to the entire Hollister store. and I will use it to its full swaggness to wipe your miserable swag off the face of tumblr, you little Non trend follower. I will swag yolo all over you and you will swag in it. You’re *(censored)* dead, nikka.

- Prediction

Shots fired

I didn't know you were the Dominatrix type baby D.

That's what Mac and I call him.

Yes it is a reference to his penis size.

Guys, hold on for like three minutes. I gotta go grab my popcorn!

I'm confused. What's happening? Is this an argument? WHAT'S GOING ON!??

I believe you're mistaken, Pauly



is actually him

*leaves*

I don’t give a *(censored)* who you are or where you live. You can count on me to be there to bring your *(censored)* life to a hellish end. I’ll put you in so much *(censored)* pain that it’ll make Jesus being nailed to a cross in the desert look like a *(censored)* back massage on a tropical island. I don’t give a *(censored)* how many reps you have or how tough you are IRL, how well you can fight, or how many *(censored)* guns you own to protect yourself. I’ll *(censored)* show up at your house when you aren’t home. I’ll turn all the lights on in your house, leave all the water running, open your fridge door and not close it, and turn your gas stove burners on and let them waste gas. You’re going to start stressing the *(censored)* out, your blood pressure will triple, and you’ll have a *(censored)* heart attack. You’ll go to the hospital for a heart operation, and the last thing you’ll see when you’re being put under in the operating room is me hovering above you, dressed like a doctor. When you wake up after being operated on, wondering what ticking time bomb is in your chest waiting to go off. You’ll recover fully from your heart surgery. And when you walk out the front door of the hospital to go home I’ll run you over with my *(censored)* car out of no where and kill you. I just want you to know how easily I could *(censored)* destroy your pathetic excuse of a life, but how I’d rather go to a great *(censored)* length to make sure your last remaining days are spent in a living, breathing *(censored)* hell. It’s too late to save yourself, but don’t bother committing suicide either… I’ll *(censored)* resuscitate you and kill you again myself you bitch-faced phaggot. Welcome to hell, population: you

Oh, well, that was uneventful

Prediction, you should probably stop. You are trying way too hard

You guys scared him off!!

And we were having such fun

Yeah, maybe I should just cool it.

So apparently prediction did buy some cocaine with his extra money

Can somebody explain what happened?

The wild D-Tigers fled

It was quite simple

I actually don't know what happened. I just pasted copy pasta and, yeah.