You're dreamin buddy!

I shall be the supreme ruler of the world together with insertnamehere,Run Riot och Maxwinner!

fistforfight:

I shall be the supreme ruler of the world together with insertnamehere,Run Riot och Maxwinner!

FUCK YOU!

kill_enemy:

FUCK YOU!

You're goin down!

I mean you and what army?

fistforfight:

You're goin down!

Oh yeah?!

fistforfight:

I mean you and what army?

Uhm... NO COMMENTS

Jag kommer ta över världen på riktigt en vacker dag.
Då jävlar ska ni få se på andra bullar.

fistforfight:

together with insertnamehere,Run Riot och Maxwinner!

Hahaha, stark trupp.

Conny:

Hahaha, stark trupp.

Som fan!

fistforfight:

Som fan!

LoL nej!!:P
Du måste lära dig att tänka smart innan du kan ta över världen.

The worlds going to take over you. You can try taking over the world, but in the end you're all going down.

yeah!

Jag tror jag siktar på högra hand istället.

räcker med halva för mig, finns så många skitdelar...

Ni har ändå ingen chans mot mig, jag är ju redan er överordnande som moderator här! Ni har en lång väg att gå innan ni når upp till min herraväldesnivå!

Very well, where do I begin? My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a fifteen-year-old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy...the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess in the insane lament. My childhood was typical...summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds...pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve, I received my first scribe. At the age of fourteen, a Zoastrian named Vilma ritualistically shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum...it's breathtaking, I suggest you try it.