Gayer than that not being of any relevance because I will rape you till you bleed and then I will paint my face with your blood and start shouting like some tribal savage.
Gayer than not knowing that when Debussey gets a hold of you, Debussey will fry your balls with electricity, cut of your toes with a rusty saw, slowly slice your abs up and put all your intestines out in a table in front of you while you still being alive. Then Debussey will take every one of your fingers and smash them with a hammer, before putting 1000 small spiders all over your still function intestines. Then Debussey will start slicing up your foot and put kiiller ants in them, before DEbussey cuts open your skull and reveals your brain to you with a mirror. Then, when you have no toes, your functioning bowels in front of you full of spiders, fingers smashed with a hammer, and your brain revealed, Debussey will take a straw and start sucking your brain up for dinner. Then, while you are still with us, Debussey throws the rotten remains of you in a swimming pool full of piranhas that eats your remains in 30 seconds.
