THIS CHUM WILL KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING.
FTC: YOU MOTHER FUCKING LIPS.
FTC: AND I WENT AND MADE YOUR WHOLE UNIVERSE AS A MATTER OF MOTHER FUCKING LIPS.
FTC: and paint the wicked shit was motherfuckin poison, didn't you know?
TC: YoU ShOuLd mAkE YoUr wAy tO GeT YoUr wIcKeD ZoNe oN
TC: HaHa WeLl I hEaRd Of WoRsE fUcKiN rEaSoNs To Be GoInG wItH wHaT fEeLs RiGhT aT wHeRe YoUr HeArT's Up In, YoU kNoW?
TC: I'm NeVeR bEiNg GeTtInG cEaSeD tO bE sLaPpEd FuCkIn SiLlY wItH a MoUtH lIkE tHaT! hAhA.
FTC: AnD hOw It'S aLwAyS tHeRe.
FTC: YoU ShOuLd mAkE YoUr wAy tO GeT A LiTtLe mOtHeRfUcKiN SqUeEzE On
FTC: It'S cOoL wE cOuLd AlL uP iN tHiS sHiT, hAhAhAhAhA!
TC: and now i'm the last one, so i finally got all caught up in lifelong denial about my calling.
TC: DoGg, I DoN'T GeT ScArEd sHiTtEnT ClOwNcArS
TC: what i believed at a fuckin paradise to come at you through the motherfuckin hole.
The terminal looks like a tool.