Talk:Epic Rap Battles of History 59/@comment-166.137.125.23-20160307025308

Do you know how to count in Spanish? Well I do, and it completely ruined me. Well, I was at the grocery store in the Mexican aisle, and I needed some black beans for my nachos. I needed a lot of black beans so I could have wet and squishy bowel movements tonight. So I counted the black bean cans I could have in Spanish. Uno dos tres. And then a fat woman named Juanita came over and accused me of cultural appropriation. I said I wasn't doing anything, and she stripped off all of her clothes and started making a bloody milky tsunami out of her thick lactation organs. I couldn't refuse the tasty treat of blood milk so I fed off the dry nipple of the brood mother. My stomach started to pump up with blood milk and soon I became the brood father. I could feel the blood milk sloshing around in my gut as I fell on the floor, the pressure on my stomach made me vomit gallons of blood milk around the linoleum floors of the quaint little store. I must say it was the best time of my life. I'll explain more another day. :D