I OBJECT to your existence, using logic so circular it creates the same effect as Superman flying around the world to turn back time, at which point I ensure you were never born.
I club you with a bat-erang and call in the Justice League to finish the entire Covenant race off, the Flood, and the entire Bungie development team because the Halo universe sucks. (no trolling, just sarcasm)
10,000 swords rise up from the ground and each scatter 10,000 tiny blades into the air, that I then control and aim directly at you, tearing you to shreds.
I drop silently down from the roof, cut your head off with a finley sharpened banjo, then proceed to take your head and pours HCl into it to clean in out, whereafter I drink a pina colada out of your empty skull.
...My imagination gets a little out of hand at times.
I bake an Oreo cookie the white paste of which is replaced by a paste which, though sharing the flavor and texture of regular Oreo white paste, is a lethal poison. I place it among the other cookies on your plate. Then, when you are about to take a bite out of it, I shoot you.
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