...way out on the corner of fucked up and evil...

Hypothetically, if I wished that a natural disaster were to strike Egypt in the next few days, purely on the off-chance that the Faffing Hen were to be horribly killed while holidaying there, is that going too far? Probably an entire country does not need to be devastated by some kind of horrible doom just because my father is a FUCKING ASSHOLE and happens to be in the vicinity. I can wait until he comes back and then cut the brakelines on his fucking car. I don't even know where the brakelines are, but I will find the instruction manual, look it up and CUT THE SHIT OUT OF HIS BRAKELINES.

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Anyway, on a lighter note, oh hay Frogcest. Yay!