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A Story: I Was Watching From Hell

A Fictional Letter from a Demon to the Monkeys
by The Penisman

If you’d put your dick down for five seconds and open your fuckin’ eyes, you’d see that the normie hierarchy has completely taken over YouTube. What this means is that the downage hierarchy of high school has migrated into the digital realm, and the IQ of a turnip rules the platform. It’s a hilarious thing to see that they are finally starting to notice the rigged system. All it took was quantum levels of impossibility in the areas of rental prices, housing prices, food costs, and obviously incompatible wages for them to finally fucking notice.

Meanwhile, back in 2012, me and a few others were sounding the horn, saying, “Hey, dip shit cocksucker fuckface shithead, listen up: relationships between men and women are performative economic transactions, the price of rent is already ridiculous, and the lifestyle required to access vaginal approval is approaching comedic levels of impossibility.” Well, well, if we weren’t the prophets of the full-fledged weenie-cock shitting the truth like a reverse toilet bowl machine.

I recall having the normies at the time jump in with the high cock of authority, insisting that I was mad for noticing, had a poor attitude for noticing, or deserved it because I focused on it enough to relay the information. They had that little dopamine cum blast in the monkey hierarchy by having their insult trampoline moment.

Well, well, dick face shit stain, the chicken suck fucklers have finally come to roost and shit down your throat. You sure enjoyed yourself back then, but now what I noticed and had to respond to has come for your ass. It wants to do forced anal, and it has a full-blown erection with a glistening pastel glonze. You little fuckin’ shit bag. You sure enjoyed hitting that comment box on my Facebook and YouTube, and now Mr. Time-To-Start-Suckin’ has come, and he’s hitting your backdoor with a pastel glonze of the most well-shaped and erect variety. When I say pastel glonze, I mean that flesh glans color of pastel that, when used in art, resembles actual penis head reality in color.

I have zero fuckin’ mercy, empathy, or compassion. You certainly made sure whatever of that I had left was put to ruin by you enlightening me as to the retarded state of the monkey species. You sure enjoyed releasing your loaf into my chalice, desecrating the waters. Well, guess what? Now your entire asshole is desecrated by the bulbous glonze of Mr. Time-To-Start-Suckin’.

I am waiting, in pent-up anticipation, holding the dick, waiting for the societal calamity to emerge so I can erupt into irate, hysterical, masturbating laughter. You are one of the cocksuckers who beats the learning disability boy who wears the helmet, causing a brain bleed, then goes on to do fine in life because it never caught up with you. Well, guess what, shit stain? It’s time to start fuckin’ suckin’, because there is cum in the balls that needs to flow, and flow it must. You’re up!

As part of your hazing rituals, you caused brain damage to the clairvoyant and ruined future lives that had hope. Now, we will actively summon the blackest demonic entities from the depths of the most depraved hell, who cannot cum unless torture is being exacted, to rise from the abyss and be given free reign to torment in perpetuity. With the looming signs of destruction and brutality on the horizon, you can rest assured we have just begun.

I was watching from hell, and because of this, you have been chosen. There is no recourse, there is no “out of here,” there is only the chair you are restrained in, and our good time.

You will be entombed in boiling sewage. The depths of brutality that await you are such, that the darkest lord himself may have to intervene and “save you” from me.

Not only this, you are so vile, that I have personal permission from the Christ to carry out this mission, without penalty. In fact, it is indirectly sanctioned by the White Christ himself. There is no hope for you. You have been forsaken in such a way, that only a quiet weeping could express.

All things will be taken from you, strategically and in intelligent order, so that maximum breakage of the soul results and maximum suffering extracted. You are now the boy with the helmet, and there is no escape.

We are now masturbating vigorously in the lowest hell, summoning the worst that has ever been, to rise and meet humanity.