| My name is Intensity, and I’m putting together a special team. And I need me eight pick up artists. Eight – American – Pick Up Artists. Now y’all might have heard rumors about the bitch shields happening soon. Well, we’ll be leavin a little earlier. We’re gonna be dropped into clubs, bars, shopping malls, and every imaginable location, dressed as civilians. And once we’re gaming, as a bushwackin’ guerilla sarge-force, we’re gonna be doin one thing, and thing only, F-Closin' Bitches. The members of the Nationalist Feminist Party, have conquered across the globe through murder, torture, intimidation, and terror. And that’s exactly what we’re gonna do to them. Now I don’t know about y’all. But I sure as hell, didn’t come down from the goddamn smoky mountains, open five thousand sets of HB's, fight my way through approach anxiety, and then jump out of a fuckin air-o-plane, to teach the Bitches lessons in humanity. Bitches ain’t got no humanity. There the foot soldiers of a Man hatin, mass murderin maniac, and they need to be destroyed. That’s why any and every son-of-a-bitch we find wearin a Bitch Shield, there gonna get fucked. We will be persistent with the Bitches, and through our persistence, they will know who we are. They will find the evidence of our persistence, in the disarmed, dismissed, and discharge-covered bodies of their sisters we leave behind us. And the Bitch will not be able to help themselves from imagining the persistence their sisters endured at our hands, and our mouths, and the length of our cocks. And the Bitches, will be enamored by us. And the Bitches, will talk about us. And the Bitches, will crave us. And when the Bitches close their eyes at night, and their subconscious tortures them for the longing they hold, it will be with thoughts of us, that it tortures them with. But I got a word of warning to all would be PUAs. When you join my command, you take on debit. A debit you owe me, personally. Every man under my command, owes me, one hundred Bitch's hymens. And I want my hymens. And all y’all will git me, one hundred Bitch's hymens, taken from the pussies of one hundred Bitch’s or you will be rejected trying.
-Intensity _________________ 
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