Chud

the horse chuds his bit ſo chearfully

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“Jesus, this is actually almost depressing.” [honking] “Need a ride, champ?” “Although not as depressing as-- Ron, what the hell are you doing here?” “I'm giving you a ride home. Come on. Hop in.” “What, did my mother send you?” “No, not exactly. I just thought it'd give us the chance to bond.” “Yeah. Don't take this the wrong way, Ron, but I'd rather bond with a CHUD.” [inaudible]. “But CHUDs live in New York, so let's go.” [tires squealing]

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“Hey, Rick.” “Oh, hey, kiddo. How's your Saturday?” “You know, super chill. W-W-Whatcha doin'?” “Eh, nothing adventurous. You know that race of Underground Dwelling Cannibal Horse People that we're always fighting?” “Yeah, the CHUDs. W-W-What about 'em? “Well, don't tell anybody, but I'm working on a bioweapon to use against them, so I got this barrel of horse semen from your mom's hospital and I'm just gonna, you know, subject it to some otherworldly forces.”

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But, Rhyanon, all I want to do, is to build a rapport, And that's when you call me, a fat smurf whore. "Useless fuckwipe, a pudley, a chud and a sackashit, Green card cunt, snarling wolverine bitch," you throw a fit.

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