I'm 360 degrees, I spin the gyroscope without dead angles, I fuck you, you stupid thing, don't have acres, be careful, I go straight to cement and chopsticks, I directly incarnate as an architect, okay. I'm going to shove you straight inside your fuck. I'm going to blow you up with a straight shot. You won't play the game, you're you in the back, you're not going to play. You're a pit man, aren't you, you dog with a father and no mother. I'm your father, okay. In the future, you give me a low profile, or you won't pretend to be your father directly. I'll shoot your grandfather, who has been paralyzed for ten years, first. Let me fuck your grandma directly, and finally I'm giving your mom a fuck and fuck your mom hard. In the future, give me a low profile, the weather is clear, the rain has stopped, and you feel like you can do it again, right? You keep a low profile. Otherwise, I won't be patient with you. I'll just cut you up and ask your wife to eat your meat. You're a fool and pretend to be fucking every day, I feel like you're awesome, right? I'll just give your mother a bitch and let me go to work as a waitress in the red light district, okay. You can't afford to play it. You don't look at your reading glasses to see what you look like. You don't dare to talk about the existence of the online world, you can't beat the game, and you can't show me. What are you? You're forcing people like this and scolding people, right, you, I'll just kill you. People like you should go to the countryside and farm. Countryman. Meow, your parents are starving to death, and you're still playing games here. You're still here scolding me. I'm going to fuck you, you fuck you. If I were your mother, I'd kill myself. I have you as a child, and I will kill myself directly