I'd love to kick Warwick Davis in the head. Just take a few steps run up then catch him with the full force of my steel capped toe under his chin, send that little ♥♥♥♥♥♥ flying through the air. As he lies on the floor, coughing and wheezing and chocking on his own blood, his jaw a mangled mess of bones detached from the rest of his skull, I stand over him and laugh wickedly. He looks up at me in fear and pain, his eyes searching, begging me for mercy. He finds none. I raise my boot then stomp down, splitting his skull like a melon and finally ending his pathetic life.

I know it's a stupid confession but I think I should get some help. So, the matter is that I eat almost 1.5 to 2 kg (approx) of cheese per day. I use cheese in every meal I eat, and everything I do. It's also my fetish, I use it as a lubricant also. I am just addicted to it. I just can't minimize its use. I am also gaining weight which is also pretty bad. My friend advice me all the time to just stop it. But I can't. Cheese is life.

What the ♥♥♥♥ did you just ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ say about me, you little ♥♥♥♥♥? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the ♥♥♥♥ out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ words. You think you can get away with saying that ♥♥♥♥ to me over the Internet? Think again, ♥♥♥♥♥♥. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP 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 ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ 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.

But really, was everybody kung-fu fighting? All at the same time? Well, first off, at least 50% of the people in the world were sleeping at the time, maybe more, so they couldn’t possibly have been kung-fu fighting. And then there’s animals! How could they be kung-fu fighting? Most of them are fish! And most fish don’t even have arms (or legs!) And let’s not forget old people. I know, I know, some oldies can fight just as well as we can, but some of them were on their deathbeds! Or babies! How could babies kung-fu fight? They’re babies! Another thing: they were not only kung-fu fighting, but “it was fast as lightning”? Really? As fast as the speed of light itself? How? Anyways, my conclusion is: everyone was NOT kung-fu fighting, nor was it as fast as lightning.

waifu
Noun
(fandom slang) A fictional character from non-live-action visual media (typically an anime, manga, or video game) that one is attracted to and considers a significant other.

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