Gaston the unnecessarily angry French homunculus
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I HAAAAAAAAAAATE YOU!!!
Hey, stupeed! Yes! YOU with the love-seek puppy dog look on your face, lookeeng at me. I HAAAAAAATE you. You think because Gaston lets you but heem deeener, geeeve heem pretty flowers, and sepak words of "love" and "romance" that he would return these feelings? Well, you are fucked eeen your head! Gaston does not love! He especially does not love for you! To heeem you are a puddle of dog
vomeet. The vomeet that Gaston avoids stepping een with heees foot!
Oh, what? Now you cry? Well, that is fine for me. Go ahead and cry. Cry like the leetle eenfant that you are, with the hot, red rashy on your naughty beeets. And like the stupeeed baby, you were stupeeed enough to think that Gaston would return your love! How could you theeen such a theeeng?
Look at me. I said LOOOK. I am a homunculus. And you? What are you? You say you are a frustrated artist. I say you are a corporate Whore toiling away on the gerbal wheel of FASCISM! And for theees......I deeeespise you!
Oh, now you get angry? What a suprise. I deed n ot know you could get any uglier. Why dont you have a plasteeek surgeon make that face into sometheeeeng that does not look like a pile of donkey sheet?
LEAVE ME NOW! Leave me and find annother sad, fat, homely fuck who will return your eeeediotic love! Leave me now, before you find my tiny homunculus foot eenside your fat American ass! I haaaaate you!
I haaaaaaate YOU! I............HAAAAAAATE........YOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!
I have no clue why this made me laugh so hard that i am sharing it with all of you but it did. I found it in our crazy local paper whilst waiting for my job interview. i believe firmly this is why the interview went so well.
any way. enjoy....
in
I HAAAAAAAAAAATE YOU!!!
Hey, stupeed! Yes! YOU with the love-seek puppy dog look on your face, lookeeng at me. I HAAAAAAATE you. You think because Gaston lets you but heem deeener, geeeve heem pretty flowers, and sepak words of "love" and "romance" that he would return these feelings? Well, you are fucked eeen your head! Gaston does not love! He especially does not love for you! To heeem you are a puddle of dog
vomeet. The vomeet that Gaston avoids stepping een with heees foot!
Oh, what? Now you cry? Well, that is fine for me. Go ahead and cry. Cry like the leetle eenfant that you are, with the hot, red rashy on your naughty beeets. And like the stupeeed baby, you were stupeeed enough to think that Gaston would return your love! How could you theeen such a theeeng?
Look at me. I said LOOOK. I am a homunculus. And you? What are you? You say you are a frustrated artist. I say you are a corporate Whore toiling away on the gerbal wheel of FASCISM! And for theees......I deeeespise you!
Oh, now you get angry? What a suprise. I deed n ot know you could get any uglier. Why dont you have a plasteeek surgeon make that face into sometheeeeng that does not look like a pile of donkey sheet?
LEAVE ME NOW! Leave me and find annother sad, fat, homely fuck who will return your eeeediotic love! Leave me now, before you find my tiny homunculus foot eenside your fat American ass! I haaaaate you!
I haaaaaaate YOU! I............HAAAAAAATE........YOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!
I have no clue why this made me laugh so hard that i am sharing it with all of you but it did. I found it in our crazy local paper whilst waiting for my job interview. i believe firmly this is why the interview went so well.
any way. enjoy....
kobi:
That was fun. Good luck on the job hunt. 
sguser:
that you love me