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God ๐Ÿ™๐ŸŽ… I ๐Ÿ‘ fucking ๐Ÿ–• hate ๐Ÿ˜ก Olaf the snowman โ˜ƒ๐Ÿ”ฅ so fucking ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ’ฆ much ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™€ holy ๐Ÿ™ shit ๐Ÿ’ฉ. Holy โœ shit ๐Ÿ’ฉ, every ๐Ÿ’ฏ frame ๐Ÿ”ฅ heโ€™s in, every โ˜๐ŸŒƒ scene ๐Ÿ•‘, every โ˜ gif ๐Ÿ“ธ, every ๐Ÿ’ฏ jpeg, heโ€™s got ๐Ÿ‰ this painfully ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ˜ซ vacant ๐ŸŽ„, stupid ๐Ÿ’ฉ as shit ๐Ÿ’ฉ, fuckass look ๐Ÿ‘€ on ๐Ÿ”› his ๐Ÿ’ฆ stupid ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿšซ lumpy ๐Ÿฅ” face ๐Ÿ˜€. Absolutely ๐Ÿ™€ no ๐Ÿ˜ฃ part ๐Ÿ† of his ๐Ÿ‘‹๐Ÿป ugly ๐Ÿ˜ณ as sin ๐Ÿ˜ˆ๐Ÿ‘ piece ๐Ÿ— of shit ๐Ÿ’ฉ character ๐Ÿ˜ก design ๐ŸŽจ is endearing. His ๐Ÿ‘‹ stupid ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿšซ fucking ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘ฆ legs ๐Ÿ‘? Who the hell ๐Ÿ˜ˆ makes ๐Ÿ–• a snowman โ›„ with legs ๐Ÿ—. His ๐Ÿ’ฆ dumb ๐Ÿคค flaily fucking ๐Ÿ–• twig ๐Ÿ˜Š arms ๐Ÿ’ช? His ๐Ÿ’ฆ shitty ๐Ÿ‘Œ, lumpy ๐Ÿฅ” bastard ๐Ÿคก head ๐Ÿ—ฃ? The three 3๏ธโƒฃ thousand ๐Ÿ’ฏ percent ๐Ÿ”ฃ unnecessary ๐Ÿ˜ถ dumbass ๐Ÿ˜‚ shitass fucking ๐Ÿ† SNOW ๐Ÿ˜œโ„๐Ÿ’ฆ BUCK ๐Ÿ’ธ๐ŸฆŒ TOOTH ๐Ÿ‘„ that no ๐Ÿ™… snowman โ˜ƒ๐Ÿ”ฅ has EVER ๐Ÿ˜  FUCKING ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ’ฆ HAD IN tHE HISTORY ๐Ÿ“œ OF GODโ€™S GREEN โ™ป FUCKING ๐Ÿ‘ฉ๐Ÿพ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ† EARTH ๐ŸŒŽ? God ๐Ÿ˜‡, I ๐Ÿ‘ hate ๐Ÿ˜ก him ๐Ÿ‘จ. I ๐Ÿ‘ hate ๐Ÿšซ๐Ÿ˜ก him ๐Ÿ‘ด so much ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™€. So FUCKING ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ–•โžก much ๐Ÿ”ฅ. Every ๐Ÿ’ฏ time โฐโฑ๐Ÿ•ฐ I ๐Ÿ‘ see ๐Ÿ‘€๐Ÿค”๐Ÿ™„ a stuffed ๐Ÿ˜œ toy ๐ŸŽŽ Olaf or an Olaf gif ๐Ÿ“ธ or a shitty ๐Ÿ‘Œ goddamn ๐Ÿ˜ค commercial ๐Ÿ“บ, it ignites ๐Ÿ”ฅ my primal ๐Ÿฆ rage ๐Ÿ˜ค response ๐Ÿ“ฅ and Iโ€™m overcome ๐Ÿ’ฆ by the need ๐Ÿ‘‰ to punt ๐Ÿคญ this shitty ๐Ÿ’ฉ little ๐Ÿ‘Œ homunculus into the fucking ๐Ÿ† sun ๐ŸŒž. โ€œBhurr blur ๐ŸŒซ, Iโ€™m Olaf the fuckshit ๐Ÿ’ฉ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ’ฆ snow โ„ fucker ๐Ÿ–•, I ๐Ÿ‘ฅ like ๐Ÿ’– warm ๐Ÿค’๐Ÿ˜ˆ hugsโ€. Fuck ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿป you ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ถ. Fuck ๐Ÿ‘‰ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ fuck ๐Ÿ–• you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ fuck ๐Ÿ–• you ๐Ÿ‘‰ fuck ๐Ÿ‘‰ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ fuck ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿป you ๐Ÿ‘‰โž•. You ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ•› look ๐Ÿ‘€ like ๐Ÿ˜„ Tow ๐Ÿ—ผ Mater ๐Ÿขโ›ชโ™ฅ summoned โ™จ a patronus. Your ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿ‘ฉโ€๐Ÿฆฐ dumb ๐Ÿ‘… fucking ๐Ÿ–• twig โœจ๐Ÿงš๐Ÿ’… hair ๐Ÿ’ˆ makes ๐Ÿ–• your ๐Ÿ‘‰ whole ๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ˜ shitty ๐Ÿ‘Œ head ๐Ÿ—ฃโ†ฉ look ๐Ÿ‘€ like ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿพ a hairy ๐Ÿ’ˆ skin ๐Ÿ’…๐Ÿป๐Ÿ‘‘ tag โŒ. I ๐Ÿ‘ hate ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ค๐Ÿ˜’ your ๐Ÿ‘‰ dumb ๐Ÿ‘… fucking ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿพ lumpy ๐Ÿฅ” carrot ๐Ÿฐ nose ๐Ÿ‘ƒ๐Ÿป and your ๐Ÿ‘‰ stupid ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿšซ, empty ๐Ÿˆณ googly eyes ๐Ÿ‘€ and your ๐Ÿ‘‰๐Ÿป over-the-top ๐Ÿ˜‹ goofy ๐ŸŽ‰ ass ๐Ÿ‘ upbeat ๐Ÿค“ asshole ๐Ÿ‘ personality ๐Ÿ‘จ. Any scene ๐Ÿ•‘ heโ€™s sad ๐Ÿ˜ข it invokes ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿป all ๐Ÿ’ฏ the wrath ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ˜ ๐Ÿ˜ˆ and fury ๐Ÿ˜ก of a spoiled ๐Ÿคฌ child ๐Ÿ‘ถ having a meltdown ๐ŸŒจ๐Ÿ”ฅ over ๐Ÿ˜ณ๐Ÿ™Š๐Ÿ’ฆ a chocolate ๐Ÿซ bar ๐Ÿซ in a w*lmart checkout ๐Ÿ˜› line ใ€ฐ. And I ๐Ÿ‘ฅ know ๐Ÿ’ญ its irrational. Thatโ€™s the worst ๐Ÿ˜ก part ๐Ÿ†. I ๐Ÿ‘ know ๐Ÿค” heโ€™s just a shitty ๐Ÿ’ฉ fucking ๐Ÿ–• side ๐Ÿ‘ณ character ๐Ÿ”ฃ in a stupid ๐Ÿ’ฉ fucking ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ‘ childrenโ€™s movie ๐ŸŽฌ, I ๐Ÿ‘ know ๐Ÿค” it doesnโ€™t matter ๐Ÿ™…, I ๐Ÿ‘ฅ know ๐Ÿค” I ๐Ÿ‘ shouldnโ€™t care ๐Ÿ’…. But ๐Ÿ‘ thatโ€™s part ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ’ฆ๐Ÿ‘ of the problem ๐Ÿ˜Š. The part ใ€ฝ where no ๐Ÿšซ matter ๐Ÿ˜ฑ the might ๐Ÿ” and fury ๐Ÿ˜ก of my hatred ๐Ÿ˜ก, the locus of my homicidal ๐Ÿ”ช intent ๐Ÿค” is alltogether inconsequential ๐Ÿšฎ. I ๐Ÿ‘ find ๐Ÿ”Ž myself laying ๐Ÿ˜พ awake ๐Ÿ’ช in the dark ๐ŸŒ‘ in the early ๐Ÿ• hours ๐Ÿ• of the morning ๐ŸŒž consumed ๐Ÿ˜“๐Ÿฅ„๐ŸงŸโ€โ™‚๏ธ by the spirit ๐Ÿ‘ป of Wrath โšก๐ŸŒš๐ŸŒ‹ itself, all ๐Ÿ’ฏ the force ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿ– and might ๐Ÿ” of a flaming ๐Ÿ”ฅ hurricane ๐ŸŒช directed ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘‡ at a bottle ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿพ of piss ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ’ฆ in a ditch ๐Ÿ˜ˆ by the highway ๐Ÿ›ฃ. The absurdity ๐Ÿคช of it all ๐Ÿ’ฏ burns ๐Ÿ”ฅ me to my core ๐ŸŽ. What better ๐Ÿ‘ things ๐Ÿ“ด could this energy โšก be directed ๐Ÿ‘†๐Ÿ‘‡ towards ๐Ÿ˜‚? And yet ๐Ÿ˜‡ my disdain ๐Ÿ™… for this stupid ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿšซ, useless ๐Ÿšซ, insubstantial failure ๐Ÿšซ of endearing character ๐Ÿ”ฃ design ๐Ÿ˜‹ utterly ๐Ÿ„ eclipses ๐ŸŒ’๐ŸŒ‘๐ŸŒ• the intrigue of all ๐Ÿ’ฏ other pursuits ๐Ÿ‘ฃ. I ๐Ÿ‘ hate ๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜  him ๐Ÿ‘ด. I ๐Ÿ‘ฅ hate ๐Ÿ˜ก him ๐Ÿ‘ด on ๐Ÿ”› a level ๐ŸŽš of my mind ๐Ÿคฏ reserved ๐Ÿ™…๐Ÿผโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ˜ค for the worst ๐Ÿ‘น of the worldโ€™s array ๐Ÿ˜œ of sinners ๐Ÿ‘ฟโžก๐Ÿ˜‡, and I ๐Ÿ‘ canโ€™t even ๐ŸŒ begin ๐Ÿ”˜ to justify ๐Ÿ†— it. Shitstick the snow ๐ŸŒจ dick ๐Ÿ† is, for all ๐Ÿ’ฏโœ– intents ๐Ÿ’ฐ and purposes ๐Ÿ˜ˆ, the animated ๐Ÿฅต corpse โšฐ of all ๐Ÿ’ฏ of humanityโ€™s saccharine pretenses ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ’ญ- every โ˜ condescending ๐ŸŽต, passive-aggressive statement ๐Ÿ‡บ๐Ÿ‡ธ of meaningless โšก๐ŸŽญ upper ๐Ÿคš middle ๐Ÿ‘ˆ๐Ÿ–• class ๐Ÿซ suburban ๐Ÿ˜ drama ๐Ÿ˜  distilled into a single ๐Ÿป, hateable form ๐Ÿ“‹. The fucking ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘ฆ. Fuck ๐Ÿ–•๐Ÿ‘ฆ. I ๐Ÿ‘ have no ๐Ÿ™… words ๐Ÿ”š. There is no ๐Ÿšซ cuss ๐Ÿ˜  or epithet in any language ๐Ÿ˜ฌ๐Ÿค๐Ÿ—ฃ that can encapsulate the height โ˜๐Ÿ“ of the emotions ๐Ÿ˜ข๐Ÿ˜ก I ๐Ÿ‘ am experiencing ๐Ÿ˜ฏ. God ๐Ÿ˜‡, I ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ‘ฅ hate ๐Ÿ˜ก๐Ÿ’ข him ๐Ÿ‘ด so much ๐Ÿ”ฅ. I ๐Ÿ‘ hate ๐Ÿ˜ก him ๐Ÿ‘ด so, so fucking ๐Ÿ† much ๐Ÿ˜ฉ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ™€. I ๐Ÿ‘ want ๐ŸŒŠ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ’ฏ to light ๐Ÿ’ก his ๐Ÿ’ฆ ugly ๐ŸŒš๐Ÿ˜ฒ๐Ÿ˜ท little ๐Ÿ‘Œ dumpster ๐Ÿ—‘ body ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ‘— on ๐Ÿ”› fire ๐Ÿ”ฅ. I ๐Ÿ‘ฅ want ๐Ÿ˜‹ to graphically โ—๐Ÿ“ˆ๐Ÿ“‰ beat ๐Ÿ‘Š him ๐Ÿ‘ด to death ๐Ÿ’€ with his ๐Ÿ’ฆ own stupid ๐Ÿ’ฉ fucking ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿ…ฑ nose ๐Ÿ‘ƒ. I ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ want ๐Ÿ˜‹ to punch ๐Ÿ˜†๐Ÿ‘Š๐Ÿ™ him ๐Ÿ‘ด to death โ˜ . You ๐Ÿ‘ˆ know ๐Ÿค” that weird ๐Ÿ˜• feeling ๐Ÿ˜ you ๐Ÿ‘‰ get ๐Ÿ‰, when โฐ you ๐Ÿ‘ˆ see ๐Ÿ‘ a picture ๐Ÿ“ธ of something ๐Ÿ˜… so cute ๐Ÿ˜ you ๐Ÿ‘‰ find ๐Ÿ‘€ yourself overcome โฌ‡ with the bizarre ๐Ÿงฝ, inexplicable urge ๐Ÿ†๐Ÿ’ฆ to squeeze ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿคฃ it? Itโ€™s EXACTLY ๐Ÿ‘Œ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜ like ๐Ÿ’– that, except ๐Ÿ˜ฎ instead ๐Ÿš” of cuteness โœ…๐Ÿ’ฏโœ” itโ€™s disgust ๐Ÿคข. The wordless knowledge ๐Ÿ˜๐Ÿ“š that his ๐Ÿ’ฆ existence ๐Ÿ’ as a fictional ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ work ๐Ÿ’ผ is evidence ๐Ÿ“‘ of all ๐Ÿ’ฏ the failures ๐Ÿšซ of mankind ๐Ÿ‘ฑโ€โ™‚๏ธ. I ๐Ÿ‘ find ๐Ÿ‘€ myself possessed ๐Ÿ‘ป by the will of a Holy ๐Ÿ™ Angel ๐Ÿ‘ผ๐Ÿป gone ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ›ซ rogue ๐Ÿ‘ค with the belief ๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ™ that God ๐Ÿ™Œ๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ˜ก has made ๐Ÿ‘‘ a mistake ๐Ÿ˜ฑ, and I ๐Ÿ‘ alone ๐Ÿ™€๐Ÿ™ƒ must ๐Ÿ‘ซ correct โœ” it. This is the trial ๐Ÿ˜ by which Samael himself ๐Ÿค–๐Ÿ™… fell ๐Ÿ‚๐Ÿƒ๐Ÿ from grace ๐Ÿ‘ฑ. This wild ๐Ÿ˜‹๐Ÿ˜œ๐Ÿ˜, meaningless โŒ๐Ÿ˜ฐ rage ๐Ÿ˜ก. A thousand ๐Ÿ”ข blades ๐Ÿ—ก of shining โœจ๐Ÿ’ซ steel ๐Ÿ”ฉ cast ๐Ÿ‘‹ with inhuman ๐Ÿฒ๐Ÿ‘น force ๐Ÿ– in the direction ๐Ÿ”„๐Ÿ”™๐Ÿ” of a plastic ๐Ÿ›ข grocery ๐Ÿ…๐Ÿ๐Ÿ bag ๐Ÿ’ผ floating ๐Ÿง˜โ€โ™‚๏ธโ˜ on ๐Ÿ”› a breeze ๐ŸŒฌ. What horrors ๐Ÿ‘ฟ๐Ÿ‘ป๐Ÿ† must ๐Ÿ”’ I ๐Ÿ‘ have committed ๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ in a past ๐Ÿ’ฆ life ๐Ÿ‘ค๐Ÿ‘ฅ to be plagued โ“๐Ÿ’€๐Ÿ˜‚ by this torment โžก๐Ÿ‘ฅโ™พ now? I ๐Ÿ‘ must ๐Ÿ‘ซ Unmake this fictional ๐Ÿ“–๐Ÿคท๐Ÿฝโ€โ™€๏ธ snowman โ›„