Some partying makes everything great!
“Ey’yo you may be lookin’ like me, but you don’t got dis. Only I can have all dis sexy. And dis sexy is what brings all da bitches that I just brought along! I’ll share ‘em with you since I like the way you roll, but you bettah send ‘em back to me later.”
“Pass me some of dat Vodka too, yo!”
Aw hell no, bitch. Vodoka is plenty sexy. This shit ain’t gonna fly with Vodoka.
“What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I made a wish with an Incubator to become the motherfucking God of this universe, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids in Space, and I have over 300 confirmed lives saved because of suffering. I am trained in gorilla godfare and I’m the top partier in the entire Universe Party Forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me at my party? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of mustached cotton balls across space and your ass is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands and this fucking cool bow and arrow. Not only am I extensively trained in meguca combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of shit Gods can do and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the universe, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re fucking dead, kiddo.”
“Hell yeah! You speakin’ mah lingo. Where all the bitches be at?”
“Y’know, you look kind like me!”
“Then again, everyone’s kinda blurry right now. Vodka is one hell of a drink, ehehe! ♥ If you want bitches, you have to invite them here! They’re welcome to join the party.”