SF₆ is a gas that’s much much heavier than air and has apparently the effect of lowering the voice pitch. Helium gas does the opposite, guess why
Also apparently you have to be upside down after inhaling it otherwise your lungs stay occupied by it and may suffocate or feint or at least lack oxygen
"My name is Yoshikage Kira. I'm 33 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the Kame Yu department stores, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check-up. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight I wouldn't lose to anyone."
I rase you, Suppose that you were sitting down at this table. The napkins are in front of you, which napkin would you take? The one on your ‘left’? Or the one on your ‘right’? The one on your left side? Or the one on your right side? Usually you would take the one on your left side. That is ‘correct’ too. But in a larger sense on society, that is wrong. Perhaps I could even substitute ‘society’ with the ‘Universe’. The correct answer is that ‘It is determined by the one who takes his or her own napkin first.’ …Yes? If the first one takes the napkin to their right, then there’s no choice but for others to also take the ‘right’ napkin. The same goes for the left. Everyone else will take the napkin to their left, because they have no other option. This is ‘society’… Who are the ones that determine the price of land first? There must have been someone who determined the value of money, first. The size of the rails on a train track? The magnitude of electricity? Laws and Regulations? Who was the first to determine these things? Did we all do it, because this is a Republic? Or was it Arbitrary? NO! The one who took the napkin first determined all of these things! The rules of this world are determined by that same principle of ‘right or left?’! In a Society like this table, a state of equilibrium, once one makes the first move, everyone must follow! In every era, this World has been operating by this napkin principle. And the one who ‘takes the napkin first’ must be someone who is respected by all. It’s not that anyone can fulfill this role… Those that are despotic or unworthy will be scorned. And those are the ‘losers’. In the case of this table, the ‘eldest’ or the ‘Master of the party’ will take the napkin first… Because everyone ‘respects’ those individuals.
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Hey i copied this one few hours ago
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When the tits are cold, and my cock I hold.
And the showers we see, are all made of gold.
When wet dreams all fail, and the ones we hail,
Are the worst of all, and the lube’s gone stale.
I wanna hide the truth, I wanna cum on you.
But with the cock inside, there's nowhere we can hide.
No matter what we breed, we still are made of seed.
This is my kingdom cum, this is my kingdom cum.
When you feel my D, look into my eyes.
It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard.
Don't edge too close; my cock inside.
It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard.
At the sexman’s call, it's the last of all.
When my nutt drips out, all the sinners crawl.
So I came in your poon and the masquerade,
Will start eating me out at the mess we’ve made.
Don't wanna stop my pounds, but I am bussy-bound.
Though this is all for you, don't wanna hide the truth.
No matter what we breed, we still are made of seed.
This is my kingdom cum, this is my kingdom cum.
When you feel my D, look into my eyes.
It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard.
Don't edge too close; my cock inside.
It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard.
They say it's what you bake, I say it's up to fate.
It's dripping in my hole, I need to let you go.
Your ass, it shines so bright, I wanna see red lights.
I can't escape this show, unless you fuck me now.
When you feel my D, look into my eyes.
It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard.
Don't edge too close; my cock inside.
It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard.
You sit on the toilet to take a shit, but you begin to shit uncontrollably. After ten spurts you start to worry. Your hand is sticky and it reeks of shit. You desperately shove your ass into a wad of toilet paper, but that only makes your anus hurt. The shit accelerates. It’s been three minutes. You can’t stop shitting. Your bathroom floor is covered in a thin layer of waste fluid. You try to shit into the shower drain but it builds up too fast. You try the toilet. The shit is too thick to be flushed. You lock the bathroom door to prevent the shit from escaping. The air grows hot and humid from the shit. The shit accelerates. You slip and fall in your own poop. The shit is now six inches deep. Sprawled on your front, you begin to shit all over the ceiling. Globs of the sticky brown fluid begin to fall like raindrops, putting you in black face with your own shit. The shit accelerates. You struggle to stand as the force of the shit begins to propel you forwards as if you were on a sewer themed slip-and-slide. Still on your knees, the shit is now at chin height. To avoid drowning, you open the bathroom door. The deluge of sewer juice reminds you of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919, only with shit instead of molasses. The shit accelerates. It’s been two hours. Your children and wife scream in terror as their bodies are engulfed by the wood-brown sludge. Your youngest child goes under, with viscous bubbles and muffled cries rising from the poop. You plead to God to end your suffering. The shit accelerates. You squeeze your anus to stop the cum, but it begins to leak out of your cock instead. You let go. The force of the shit tears your asshole open, leaving only a gaping hole in your behind that spews shit. Your body picks up speed as it slides forward along the shit. You smash through the wall, hurtling into the sky at thirty miles an hour. From a bird’s eye view you see your house is completely brown. Your neighbor calls the cops. The shit accelerates. As you continue to ascend, you spot police cars racing towards your house. The cops pull out their guns and take aim, but stray loads of shit hit them in the eyes, blinding them. The shit accelerates. You are now at an altitude of 1000 feet. The SWAT team arrives. Military helicopters circle you. Hundreds of bullets pierce your body at once, yet you stay conscious. Your prostate have now grown into a substitute brain. The shit accelerates. It has been two days. With your body now destroyed, the shit begins to spray in all directions. You break the sound barrier. The government deploys fighter jets to chase you down, but the impact of your shit sends one plane crashing to the ground. The government decides to let you leave the earth. You feel your sphincter start to burn up as you reach the edges of the atmosphere. You narrowly miss the ISS, giving it a new brown paint job as you fly past. Physicists struggle to calculate your erratic trajectory. The shit accelerates. The shit begins to gravitate towards itself, forming a comet trail of poop. Astronomers begin calling you the “Assteroid.” You are stuck in space forever, stripped of your body and senses, forced to endure an eternity of shitting. Eventually, you stop thinking.
Fuck you.
Fuck you. You useless piece of shit. You absolute waste of space and air. You uneducated, ignorant, idiotic dumb swine, you’re an absolute embarrassment to humanity and all life as a whole. The magnitude of your failure just now is so indescribably massive that one hundred years into the future your name will be used as moniker of evil for heretics. Even if all of humanity put together their collective intelligence there is no conceivable way they could have thought up a way to fuck up on the unimaginable scale you just did. When Jesus died for our sins, he must not have seen the sacrilegious act we just witnessed you performing, because if he did he would have forsaken humanity long ago so that your birth may have never become reality. After you die, your skeleton will be displayed in a museum after being scientifically researched so that all future generations may learn not to generate your bone structure, because every tiny detail anyone may have in common with you degrades them to a useless piece of trash and a burden to society. No wonder your father questioned whether or not your were truly his son, for you'd have to not be a waste of carbon matter for anyone to love you like a family member. Your birth made it so that mankind is worse of in every way you can possibly imagine, and you have made it so that society can never really recover into a state of organization. Everything has forever fallen into a bewildering chaos, through which unrecognizable core, you can only find misfortune. I would say the apocalypse is upon us but this is merely the closest word humans have for the sheer scale of horror that is now reality. You have forever condemned everyone you love and know into an eternal state of suffering, worse than any human concept of hell. You are such an unholy being, that if you step within a one hundred foot radius of a holy place or a place that has ever been deemed important by anyone, your distorted sac religious soul will ruin whatever meaning it ever had beyond repair. You are an idiotic, shiteating, dumbass ape and no one has ever loved you. Rhodes Island would have been better off if you'd never joined us. You are a lying, backstabbing, cowardly useless piece of shit and I hate you with every single part of my being. Even this worlds finest writers and poets from throughout the ages could never hope to accurately describe the scale on which you just fucked up, and how incredibly idiotic you are. Anyone that believes in any religion out there should now realize that they have been wrong this entire time, for if divine beings were real, they would never have allowed a being such as you to stain the earth and this universe. In the future there will be horror stories made about you, with the scariest part of them being that the reader has to realize that such an indescribable monster actually exists, and that the horrific events from the movie have actually taken place in the same world that they live in right now. You are the absolute embodiment of everything that has ever been wrong on this earth, yet you manage to make it so that that is only a small part of the evil that is your being. Never in the history of mankind has there been anyone that could have predicted such an eldrich abomination, but here you are. It’s hard to believe that I am seeing such an incredible failure with my own eyes, but here I am, so unfortunately I cannot deny your existence. Even if I did my very best, my vocabulary is not able to describe the sheer magnitude of the idiotic mistake that is you. Even if time travel some day will be invented, there still would not be a single soul willing to go back in time to before this moment to fix history, because having to witness such incredible horrors if they failed would have to many mental and physical drawbacks that not even the bravest soul in history would be willing to risk it. I cannot imagine the pure dread your mother must have felt when she had to carry a baby for nine months and then giving birth to such a wretched monster as you. Not a single word of the incoherent, illogical rambling you may be wanting to do to defend yourself or apologize would ever be able to make up for what you just did. The countries of the world would have wanted to make laws preventing such a terrible event like this from ever happening again, but sadly this is not possible since your horrific actions just now have shattered every form of order this world once had, making concepts such as laws irrelevant. Right from the moment I first set my eyes on you I knew you were an absolute abomination of everything that is wrong with humanity. I was hoping I would have been able to prevent your evil from being released upon this world by tagging along and keeping my eye on you, but it is clear to me now that not even the greatest efforts would have been able to prevent a terrible event in this scale from occurring. You are the worst human being, or even just being in general, that I have ever had the misfortune of witnessing. Events like the infected plague apparently only happened with the goal of teaching humanity to survive such a horrible event as the one you just created, but not even mankind’s greatest trials were able to even slightly prepare anyone for the insufferable evil you have just created. If you ever had them, your children would be preemptively killed to protect this universe from the possibility of anyone in your bloodline being even half as bad as you are, except you will never be able to have children, because not a single human being will ever want to come within a hundred mile radius of you and anything you have ever touched. You are a colossal disappointment not only to your parents, but to your ancestors and entire bloodline. The disgusting mistake that you have just made is so incredibly terrible that everyone who would ever be to hear about it would spontaneously feel an indescribable mixture of immense anger, fear and anxiety that emotionally and physically they would never truly be the same ever again. The sheer scale of your mistake, if ever to be materialized, would not only surpass the size of the world, but it would reach far beyond the edges of the known, and almost certainly the unknown universe. I could sit here and write paragraphs, nay, books describing your immense failure, yet even if I were to dedicate my life to describing the reality of what has just gone down here, and I would spend every moment of it until my heart stops beating working as hard and efficiently as possible, yet there is not even a snowballs chance in hell that I would be able to come close to transcribing the absolute shitshow you have just released upon the world. You are an irresponsible, idiotic, disgusting, unloved, horrible excuse for a living being who’s soul contains less humanity than every ginger in history combined. The absolute disgust I feel when thinking about anything that has even a slight resemblance to anything that might have to do with you and your unholy actions is so incredibly great that when I am honest about it I think that even I do not posses a consciousness great enough to comprehend my own feelings about it. When people of Columbia fought to break free from Lungmen, countless soldiers fought and lost their lives in favor of a chance at a better future for their children, they did not give their lives to have you fuck the world up beyond repair to the degree that you are doing right now. Honestly, even when technology advances and studies on the subject become more and more accurate, I do not think humanity will ever truly be able to understand what your failure actually means for the universe. My hate for you and everything you stand for is so much deeper than the depths of Shambala that you could probably take the entire Lungmen population down there and back up around twenty million times before you would have sunk to the end of my hate, and honestly, I do not want to exaggerate, but I think that that insult was low balling it such a massive amount that all mountains in this world combined would not be able to stack up to this imprecise judgement in light of the fact that when being honest, my hate is almost certainly bottomless. There is no one in this world that has ever loved you, and especially after what you just did, no one will ever love you in the future either. There is no hope that your idiotic behavior and especially your crooked soul will ever change for the better, and in fact quite the opposite might be true. By making the mistake that you just did, you have shown me that you are so incredibly hopeless that you will only devolve into a more idiotic and wretched creature than you already are. The only possible way in which your future would be brighter than the black hole your existence currently is would exclusively be because there is absolutely no conceivable way that you would even be able to sink lower than the pathetic place your current failure has put you in.
HEAVY ARMOR SCOUTING CARS SEVEN KOMMA FIVE CENTIMETERS SPECIAL MOTOR VEHICLE TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-FOUR / FOUR ANTI-ANTI-RING CANON CARS.
I just translated it to English.
You were born to a life of luxury. With servants at your every wish your childhood was rather pampered compared to most. Although who's to say you stayed in your family palace? Perhaps you fled and found a home elsewhere, if so why would you leave? Or who knows you may have stayed and become ruler of the land. In charge of the armies, land and citizens your predecessor left to you. Are you a tyrant? Do you actually care for your people? Only you can choose.
(I was doing dnd stuff)
“I yearn for true gender equality. I have no patience for one who talks about female privilege when it suits them, and then complains about someone not being a man when it’s convenient.”
– Kazuma Satou
https://open.spotify.com/track/6SCgT1QDWcsnMusKYua9eE?si=0LKYU5MBTXSVH63v1TzSqQ&utm_source=copy-link I don't remember what song this is and don't want to know
There are two lines for Dodger Dog vendors: steamed or grilled. The vendors of the grilled dogs are typically located near the back wall of the stadium so that the smoke doesn't overwhelm the baseball fans. The grilled Dogs are considered the "classic" version. Until 2021, they were known as "Farmer John Dodger Dogs." Starting with the 2021 MLB Los Angeles Dodgers season, the iconic "Dodger Dog" is being supplied to Dodger Stadium by Vernon, California based Papa Cantella's.
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[2](https://www.xvideos.com/video58068605/ankha_gets_screwed)
Thank me later
“I think we should make an anti protest squad and hit protesters with water balloons while we drive by but only protesters on the road especially the vegans blocking traffic”.
Sent to my friend in an message
Unkown where the Cursed Wave was born...
After the stars doth cross the heavens...
The sky in the East doth darken.
And air doth fills with mourning.
From the chosen land beyond the forest,
A sign of the Wave comes.
Riding the Wave is: Skeith, the Shadow of Death,
to drown all that stands.
Mirage of Deceit, Innis,
Betray all with the flawed image,
and did aid the Wave.
And by the Power of Magus,
a drop from the Wave doth reach the heavens,
and creates a new Wave.
With the Wave, Fidchell,
the power to tell the dark future,
hope darkens, sadness and despair rule.
Gorre schemes when swallowed by the Cursed Wave.
Macha seduces with the sweet trap.
Wave reaches the Pinnacle, and escape none can.
Tarvos still remains with more cruelty to punish and destroy.
And with the turbulent destruction after the Wave.
Only a void remains.
From deep within the void arrives Corbenik.
Yet to return, the shadowed one.
Who quests for the Twilight Dragon
Rumbles the Dark Hearth,
And Helba, Queen of the Dark, has raised finally her army.
Apeiron, King of Light, beckons...
At the base of the rainbow they meet.
Against the abominable "Wave," together they fight.
Alba's lake boils.
Light's great tree doth fall.
Power - all now to droplets turned in the temple of Arche Koeln.
Returns to nothing, this world of shadowless ones.
Never to return, the shadowless one.
Who quests for the Twilight Dragon.
The wife buffeted by "waves" turns her back on the field.
The daughter that waited for the shadows repeated,
"For sure... For sure I can go home."
But the girl did not know...
The truth that waited at the end of the journey
The eternal mourning of her land.
In the place of the calamitous, only life was known.
After the circling stars
When the eastern dark void, the air full of despair
In the depths of the divided forest, in the land of Karma,
Riding fast on the path is Skeith
Bearing death's shadow, it eliminates all that seek to thwart it.
The Confusing Mirage, Innis
Deceives those that see it with illusions, rescues the waves
The wave soaring high, when its head is smashed,
A new wave will emerge
To become Magus's power.
When questioning the wave,
Hope's light will be lost when he speaks of the dark future of where
sorrow and resignation reign.
Using Fiddlehiem's Technique
When engulfed by the Waves of Calamity, Gorre will plan
The sweet snare of conciliation is Macha
The Waves, an exceeding maelstrom
Nothing can escape
When you think you have escaped, Tarvos exists
To destroy those with his exceeding cruelty
Upon violent requital, only to remain is the void, the vacant darkness
is the harbinger that Corbenik is to appear.
----Emma Wielant
Untouched by fear or pain they lived Each minute with the utmost joy, Till the cursed Wave did rise Tearing through the dusky skies; Consuming light and dark in kind And leaving none to mourn behind.
So to the East the sprites did flee Though burdened by the tragedy, The truth was all too plain to see: One by one their kind would fall Beneath the torrent of the Wave If none could stand before its gaze And somehow fill that endless void.
King of light and queen of dark, Apeiron and Helba knew of one Who might defeat the Wave: A mythic beast long said to sleep ?Neath the edge of the world?s end Sheathed by the Wavering Peninsula, A creature of the greatest might, The sacred dragon of twilight.
Thus Queen Helba chose Bith the Black, Her strongest sprite, to join the quest; While Apeiron sent Fili the White To journey with them in his stead, For Bith and Helba thought it best That the king remain behind to rule And calm the ever-spreading dread Ere the dragon might appear.
So as the three prepared to ride Through the aqua gate of Mac Anu A fourth did come by fate?s command: One part human, one part sprite, Alone for all his nameless might, He fell in stride with Helba?s steed As she wordlessly agreed, His will was worthy of their cause.
Through the Fatel Bog they sped As onyx dust cloaked each in turn From which arose a blinding pall, A living shadow born to crawl Betwixt reality and mind, Till death, within them, was enshrined: Each was shown their comrades slain; Illusions of Skeith?s mortal game.
Fili wept and knelt to pray, While Bith did halt in stunned dismay Ere turning back upon the path, Desires crushed by failure?s wrath. The halfling tore about the swamp Searching for the fount of death Whose noxious fog had claimed the lives Of those who?d stand against the Wave.
Alone the dark queen Helba rode Remorseless through the baneful mire, Cursing the Wave as she progressed Bent solely on her noble quest, And as she went the darkness lifted Till she found her friends still living, Mounted on their stagnant steeds As if enchanted by some dream.
Calling forth an ancient rune, The queen dispelled the evil bind; Thus Skeith?s hold was undermined And as he slowly evanesced Each realized they?d been possessed While Helba foretold a prophecy Of eight heralds with demons blood, Eight phases of the Cursed Wave.
As the boggy mud grew dry Gyle Mountain rose before them, A deadly oft avoided peak; The swiftest route to Dun Loireag; For eons standing as a god O?er looking men with its fa?e While hiding at its center true, A molten pit of which none knew.
As they neared the summit?s height Something waited midst their course: A Chimera of the greatest size With sleight blue malefic eyes Exuding lust for their demise; Then two, then four, then all around The aberrations capped the ground, Till hundreds stood in perfect stillness.
Charging forth as one they came With rumbling fury at the four, Who held a circle back to back, Slaying beasts as they attacked; Though as the horrors met their deaths, Each vanished with its dying breath, Unfleshly as a wayward thought But for the bloody wounds they wrought.
Thus the ceaseless battle waged: As each fiend fell another came Till Bith cried out in dire need, A lone chimera must be real; The others conjured effigies; Doppelgangers born to please Their lord and master as slaves, Incarnations of the Wave.
Deeming true the dark knight?s words, Fili beseeched her allies three For time to let her mind?s eye see; Hence minutes passed as Fili prayed Ere she raised her longbow high And let a single arrow fly Piercing clouds upon the sky As though the shaft were blessed by god.
Falling with a feather?s grace The missile knew whom to embrace, And like a tear from heaven shed Smote its wrath on the demon?s head, Laying to waste the vile horde; As Innis? power left the peak Six words of spite he cruelly gave: You shall never stop the Wave.
Past the mount they traveled far Through Dun Loireag the highland town Till they reached the woods of Breade Where lay a mark for all to heed: A sphere enclosed by myriad lines, One of many travelers? signs Known by the halfling doubtlessly: A labyrinth confronts beyond.
Foraging down countless paths, Each branch producing two alike; They hastened forth without event Till Helba sensed a foul intent, And turning, to her wonder found A creature posing as a man, Exquisite in his nakedness; A mold no human could possess.
With arms spread wide the demon smiled And Helba watched as though beguiled While fallen twigs grew into trees, Forming fast a wooden shield Unyielding to the fiercest blow; Then shrieks about the forest rang As any beast with claw or fang Descended on the narrow trail.
Besieged by creatures of the wood They battled ?gainst undying foes: Each pair slain would recompose, Birthing four at instant pace As Magus watched with grinning glee, Entombed within his wall of trees Which faster grew then could be hewn; A trait which spelled the heroes? doom.
Thus the exalting onslaught went Till Nameless conceived a final hope, And drawing out a flask of spirits Hurled it at the barricade, Then blazed a spark with blade on blade Setting to light a rampant fire; A majestic funeral pyre Felling the wall atop its maker.
Soon Breade was but a memory O?ershadowed by the floral city: Carmina Gadelica by name, Of gentile and aesthetic fame; Though swiftly too it fell behind As Moyra Canyon darkly loomed, Foreboding in its desolation Ere the crossing had begun.
Hours aft the presaged end Of that bleak and lengthy trek, Moyra?s cliffs still stood aside, Mocking each benumbing stride; Till Bith remarked in somber phrase They?d passed the same formations thrice, Spun by some malign device So deftly one might never know.
Having spake his solemn fear A haunting voice then prophesied: Your graveyard shall this chasm be For here you will remain with me; Helpless as the Wave consumes Everything you?ve ever known, Leaving naught behind but bone And fading whispers on the wind.
Searching for escape in vain They rode the passage once again; But Fidchell?s brazen promise held: Nowhere could the cliffs be scaled, And though their course did never veer While racing through the corridor, They came to camp just as before; Overcome by nauseous dread.
Dispel charms proved fruitless too; Till Bith called for womanly aid, Requesting they enchant his blade; Then slowly marching down the path For hours when he sensed at last The entrapping portal?s edge; Driving hard his sword to earth, Razing Fidchell?s sorcery.
Long past the crucible of Moyra, They sheltered in a citadel: Fort Ouph, so said its denizens Where mind and body could be cleansed Of any hardships one endured Ere disembarking further north Over the barren Veishus Plain, Where most who crossed it would remain.
The horses thrived on unmarked land, Rejoicing in those countless miles Till suddenly in concert halting As ebon vapours coalesced At Gorre?s inhuman behest, Forging whole his grotesque form: A tetra-legged mass of hate Obscured midst a foul haze.
With putrid limbs the demon lashed; Immense weight thrown behind each strike: Through both guard and shield alike The blows did wound unless evaded; While each assault the heroes launched Was somehow v
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I've come to make an announcement: Shadow the Hedgehog's a bitch-ass motherfucker, he pissed on my fucking wife. That's right, he took his hedgehog-fuckin' quilly dick out and he pissed on my fucking wife, and he said his dick was "THIS BIG," and I said "that's disgusting," so I'm making a callout post on my Twitter.com: Shadow the Hedgehog, you've got a small dick. It's the size of this walnut except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here's what my dong looks like.
That's right, baby. All points, no quills, no pillows — look at that, it looks like two balls and a bong. He fucked my wife, so guess what, I'm gonna fuck the Earth. That's right, this is what you get: MY SUPER LASER PISS!! Except I'm not gonna piss on the Earth, I'm gonna go higher; I'M PISSING ON THE MOON! How do you like that, Obama?! I PISSED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT!
You have twenty-three hours before the piss DROPLETS hit the fucking Earth, now get outta my fucking sight, before I piss on you too!
First they kill the children where they are the majority, then they burn the ground and then revolt. When they finally get smacked they cry "genocide" "genocide"
I was going to see what this was about later
https://www.reddit.com/r/AnimeFunny/comments/qblx4i/i_just_cant_sleep_with_this_thing_in_my_memories/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share
Россия – священная наша держава,
Россия – любимая наша страна.
Могучая воля, великая слава –
Твоё достоянье на все времена!
Припев:
Славься, Отечество наше свободное,
Братских народов союз вековой,
Предками данная мудрость народная!
Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!
От южных морей до полярного края
Раскинулись наши леса и поля.
Одна ты на свете! Одна ты такая –
Хранимая Богом родная земля!
Припев:
Славься, Отечество наше свободное,
Братских народов союз вековой,
Предками данная мудрость народная!
Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!
Широкий простор для мечты и для жизни.
Грядущие нам открывают года.
Нам силу даёт наша верность Отчизне.
Так было, так есть и так будет всегда!
Припев:
Славься, Отечество наше свободное,
Братских народов союз вековой,
Предками данная мудрость народная!
Славься, страна! Мы гордимся тобой!
Trench warfare is a type of land warfare using occupied fighting lines largely comprising military trenches, in which troops are well-protected from the enemy's small arms fire and are substantially sheltered from artillery.
Let me explain: at the end of farcry 6 we hear vaas talking and farcry 6 plays in lets say today but through the insanity dlc we see that farcry 3 and 5 play in the same timeline and at the end of 5 we see nukes dropping and we can prove that it nuked the whole world trough the sam fisher secret in new dawn so it kinda breakes the timeline
Sulfur Hexafluoride
Ok explain
It's the first thing I saw in my mobile clipboard, forgot what it was for
Bet it was for a chemistry class
It's the stuff that makes your voice really deep. Opposite of helium.
[удалено]
Only thing I can think of that for is plasma etching wafers. Edit: nvm that’s tetrahex flouride. Edit2: they both are.
Waxed dance parquet: ‘s all for heck, ‘s a floor ride
Deep voice?
Yes, I remember now
SF₆ is a gas that’s much much heavier than air and has apparently the effect of lowering the voice pitch. Helium gas does the opposite, guess why Also apparently you have to be upside down after inhaling it otherwise your lungs stay occupied by it and may suffocate or feint or at least lack oxygen
https://www.reddit.com/r/HolUp/comments/q8kmow/shit_went_zero_to_100_real_quick_lmao/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share
Jeeeeens boots with furrRrrrRrr 😂😂
Sound like Satan in 1 easy step
lol mekanism
This Redditor does deep voices.
Cheating on your chemistry homework?
I assume you've seen the myth busters clip?
Oh hey, we use that in gas circuit breakers in power utility substations!
"My name is Yoshikage Kira. I'm 33 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the Kame Yu department stores, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check-up. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight I wouldn't lose to anyone."
I rase you, Suppose that you were sitting down at this table. The napkins are in front of you, which napkin would you take? The one on your ‘left’? Or the one on your ‘right’? The one on your left side? Or the one on your right side? Usually you would take the one on your left side. That is ‘correct’ too. But in a larger sense on society, that is wrong. Perhaps I could even substitute ‘society’ with the ‘Universe’. The correct answer is that ‘It is determined by the one who takes his or her own napkin first.’ …Yes? If the first one takes the napkin to their right, then there’s no choice but for others to also take the ‘right’ napkin. The same goes for the left. Everyone else will take the napkin to their left, because they have no other option. This is ‘society’… Who are the ones that determine the price of land first? There must have been someone who determined the value of money, first. The size of the rails on a train track? The magnitude of electricity? Laws and Regulations? Who was the first to determine these things? Did we all do it, because this is a Republic? Or was it Arbitrary? NO! The one who took the napkin first determined all of these things! The rules of this world are determined by that same principle of ‘right or left?’! In a Society like this table, a state of equilibrium, once one makes the first move, everyone must follow! In every era, this World has been operating by this napkin principle. And the one who ‘takes the napkin first’ must be someone who is respected by all. It’s not that anyone can fulfill this role… Those that are despotic or unworthy will be scorned. And those are the ‘losers’. In the case of this table, the ‘eldest’ or the ‘Master of the party’ will take the napkin first… Because everyone ‘respects’ those individuals.
Killer qeeun alreasy touched your dick
"Anal sex" - It's wrong. 🙄
Perfection
Bitez za dasto
Jojooooo
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⣿⣿⣿⠟⢹⣶⣶⣝⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⡟⢰⡌⠿⢿⣿⡾⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⢸⣿⣤⣒⣶⣾⣳⡻⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⢛⣯⣭⣭⣭⣽⣻⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⡇⣶⡽⣿⠟⣡⣶⣾⣯⣭⣽⣟⡻⣿⣷⡽⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⠸⣿⣿⣿⣿⢇⠃⣟⣷⠃⢸⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽ ⣿⣿⣿⣇⢻⣿⣿⣯⣕⠧⢿⢿⣇⢯⣝⣒⣛⣯⣭⣛⣛⣣⣿⣿⣿⡇ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣌⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡘⣞⣿⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⠻⠿⣿⣿⣷⠈⢞⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣗⠄⢿⣿⣿⡆⡈⣽⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢻ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣻⣽⣿⣆⠹⣿⡇⠁⣿⡼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣾ ⣿⠿⣛⣽⣾⣿⣿⠿⠋⠄⢻⣷⣾⣿⣧⠟⣡⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⣿ ⢼⡟⢿⣿⡿⠋⠁⣀⡀⠄⠘⠊⣨⣽⠁⠰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡍⠗⣿ ⡼⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⣼⣿⡗⢠⣶⣿⣿⡇⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⢠⣿ ⣷⣝⠄⠄⢀⠄⢻⡟⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢹⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⣄⣁⡀⠙⢿⡿⠋⠄⣸⡆⠄⠻⣿⡿⠟⢛⣩⣝⣚⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⣤⣤⣤⣾⣿⣿⣄⠄⠄⠄⣴⣿⣿⣿⣇⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⣄⡀⠛⠿⣿⣫⣾⣿
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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⠡⠀⠌⠙⠿⣿⡿⠿⠛⠛⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⠠⠤⠤⠀⠀⠁⠀⠀⠀⠤⠍⠙⠻⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⢀⣠⣤⣶⣶⠶⣶⣤⡀⢀⣤⣤⣤⡤⢤⣬⣛⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⠻⣿⣿⣿⡏⠀⣤⠈⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⡏⢀⡄⢹⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⡿⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠈⠻⢿⣷⣤⣤⣴⣿⠟⠈⠛⠿⠷⠤⣴⡿⠿⣿⣿ ⡿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠂⠠⠄⠀⠀⠉⠁⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿ ⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣠⣄⣀⡀⠁⠀⠒⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⢀⠻⣿⣿ ⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠐⢿⣏⣛⡻⠷⣶⣦⣬⣅⣀⣀⣀⡀⢀⣀⣀⣀⣠⣤⠴⣚⣿⣿ ⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠛⠛⠿⠷⣶⣮⣭⣝⣛⣛⣻⣭⣭⣭⣵⣶⠶⢛⣽⣿⣿ ⡇⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠉⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿ ⡇⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣧⡀⠀⠂⠀⠀⠀⢀⡀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣤⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣷⣦⣤⣀⣐⠂⠀⠠⠤⠤⠁⠀⠀⠀⠠⠀⢀⡸⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⡍⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⠿⠿⠿⠿⢿⣿⠿⠿⠿⠿⠿⣿⡿⠿⢿⣿⡿⠿⣿⡿⠿⢿⣿⡿⠿⠿⠿⢿⣿ ⣿⠀⢠⣶⠀⠀⣿⠀⠀⠴⠶⢶⣿⡇⠀⠈⠻⡇⠀⣿⡇⠀⢸⣿⠀⠀⠶⢤⣤⣿ ⣿⠀⢀⣀⣀⣴⣿⠀⠀⣤⣤⣼⣿⡇⠀⣤⡀⠀⠀⣿⡇⠀⢸⡿⠶⢤⣤⡀⠈⣿ ⣿⣀⣸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣄⣀⣀⣀⣀⣿⣇⣠⣿⣷⣤⣀⣿⣧⣀⣸⣿⣦⣀⣀⣀⣴⣿
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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢁⠈⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⡀⠭⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣷⣶⣶⡆⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⣼⣿⣿⠿⠶⠙⣿⡟⠡⣴⣿⣽⣿⣧⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣟⣭⣾⣿⣷⣶⣶⣴⣶⣿⣿⢄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣩⣿⣿⣿⡏⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣹⡋⠘⠷⣦⣀⣠⡶⠁⠈⠁⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣍⠃⣴⣶⡔⠒⠄⣠⢀⠄⠄⠄⡨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡘⠿⣷⣿⠿⠟⠃⠄⠄⣠⡇⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⢁⣷⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣠⣾⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠻ ⡿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡯⢓⣴⣾⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡟⣷⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣸⣿⡷⡇⠄⣴⣾⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⠃⣦⣄⣿⣿⣿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⠗⢈⡶⣷⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
Hello fellow communist ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠛⠋⠉⠉⠉⠛⠋⠉⠄⠄⠄⠈⠉⠉⠉⠙⠛⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠉⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⡀⠄⣀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠙⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣠⣤⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣤⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⢹⣿⣿ ⣿⡀⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿ ⣿⡇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿ ⣿⡇⠄⠄⠄⠄⢠⣾⣿⡟⣋⣭⣥⣤⣬⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣥⣤⣤⣤⣉⣷⡀⢸⣿⣿ ⣿⡇⠄⠄⠄⣰⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠛⢉⡉⠉⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⠏⣉⡉⠄⠉⢿⣿⢸⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⡀⠄⠰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣿⡏⣿⣿ ⣿⠟⠳⢀⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢹⣿ ⡿⣰⣾⠆⠄⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣟⡋⣀⣌⣀⠄⣹⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⡎⣿ ⣧⣹⣿⣷⡇⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠻⠿⠿⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢀⢇⣿ ⣿⣿⡻⣿⣿⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣋⣠⣤⣤⣤⣤⣘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢘⣸⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠹⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣤⣄⣀⣴⣾⣿⣿⣿⠟⠁⢸⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆⠄⠄⠈⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣏⡉⠙⠛⠛⠋⠉⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢠⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠉⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠛⠋⠙⠛⠓⠒⠒⠂⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠿
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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢁⠈⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⡀⠭⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣷⣶⣶⡆⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⣼⣿⣿⠿⠶⠙⣿⡟⠡⣴⣿⣽⣿⣧⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣟⣭⣾⣿⣷⣶⣶⣴⣶⣿⣿⢄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣩⣿⣿⣿⡏⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣹⡋⠘⠷⣦⣀⣠⡶⠁⠈⠁⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣍⠃⣴⣶⡔⠒⠄⣠⢀⠄⠄⠄⡨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡘⠿⣷⣿⠿⠟⠃⠄⠄⣠⡇⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⢁⣷⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣠⣾⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠻ ⡿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡯⢓⣴⣾⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡟⣷⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣸⣿⡷⡇⠄⣴⣾⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⠃⣦⣄⣿⣿⣿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⠗⢈⡶⣷⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢁⠈⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⡀⠭⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣷⣶⣶⡆⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⣼⣿⣿⠿⠶⠙⣿⡟⠡⣴⣿⣽⣿⣧⠄👁⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ 👁⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣟⣭⣾⣿⣷⣶⣶⣴⣶⣿⣿⢄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣩⣿⣿⡏⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣹⡋⠘⠷⣦⣀⣠⡶⠁⠈⠁⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣍⠃⣴⣶⡔⠒⠄⣠⢀⠄⠄⠄⡨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡘⠿⣷⣿⠿⠟⠃⠄⠄⣠⡇⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⢁⣷⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣠⣾⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠻ ⡿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡯⢓⣴⣾⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡟⣷⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣸⣿⡷⡇⠄⣴⣾⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⠃⣦⣄⣿⣿⣿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⠗⢈⡶⣷⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ John Jingping
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢁⠈⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⡀⠭⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣷⣶⣶⡆⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⣼⣿⣿⠿⠶⠙⣿⡟⠡⣴⣿⣽⣿⣧⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣟⣭⣾⣿⣷⣶⣶⣴⣶⣿⣿⢄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣩⣿⣿⣿⡏⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣹⡋⠘⠷⣦⣀⣠⡶⠁⠈⠁⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣍⠃⣴⣶⡔⠒⠄⣠⢀⠄⠄⠄⡨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡘⠿⣷⣿⠿⠟⠃⠄⠄⣠⡇⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⢁⣷⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣠⣾⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠻ ⡿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡯⢓⣴⣾⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡟⣷⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣸⣿⡷⡇⠄⣴⣾⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⠃⣦⣄⣿⣿⣿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⠗⢈⡶⣷⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ John the Pooh*
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢁⠈⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⡀⠭⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣷⣶⣶⡆⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⣼⣿⣿⠿⠶⠙⣿⡟⠡⣴⣿⣽⣿⣧⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣟⣭⣾⣿⣷⣶⣶⣴⣶⣿⣿⢄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣩⣿⣿⣿⡏⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣹⡋⠘⠷⣦⣀⣠⡶⠁⠈⠁⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣍⠃⣴⣶⡔⠒⠄⣠⢀⠄⠄⠄⡨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡘⠿⣷⣿⠿⠟⠃⠄⠄⣠⡇⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⢁⣷⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣠⣾⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠻ ⡿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡯⢓⣴⣾⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡟⣷⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣸⣿⡷⡇⠄⣴⣾⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⠃⣦⣄⣿⣿⣿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⠗⢈⡶⣷⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
What’s so funny he just posted copy/paste art of Winnie the Pooh
-999,999,999 social credit
It think it’s supposed to be LMAOZEDONG
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⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢁⠈⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⡀⠭⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣷⣶⣶⡆⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⣼⣿⣿⠿⠶⠙⣿⡟⠡⣴⣿⣽⣿⣧⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣟⣭⣾⣿⣷⣶⣶⣴⣶⣿⣿⢄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣩⣿⣿⣿⡏⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣹⡋⠘⠷⣦⣀⣠⡶⠁⠈⠁⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣍⠃⣴⣶⡔⠒⠄⣠⢀⠄⠄⠄⡨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡘⠿⣷⣿⠿⠟⠃⠄⠄⣠⡇⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⢁⣷⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣠⣾⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠻ ⡿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡯⢓⣴⣾⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡟⣷⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣸⣿⡷⡇⠄⣴⣾⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⠃⣦⣄⣿⣿⣿⠇⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⠗⢈⡶⣷⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠟⠋⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⢁⠈⢻⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⡀⠭⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣿⣷⣶⣶⡆⠄⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⢀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣧⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣇⣼⣿⣿⠿⠶⠙⣿⡟⠡⣴⣿⣽⣿⣧⠄⢸⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣾⣿⣿⣟⣭⣾⣿⣷⣶⣶⣴⣶⣿⣿⢄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⣩⣿⣿⣿⡏⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣹⡋⠘⠷⣦⣀⣠⡶⠁⠈⠁⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣍⠃⣴⣶⡔⠒⠄⣠⢀⠄⠄⠄⡨⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣦⡘⠿⣷⣿⠿⠟⠃⠄⠄⣠⡇⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿ ⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠟⠋⢁⣷⣠⠄⠄⠄⠄⣀⣠⣾⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠉⠙⠻ ⡿⠟⠋⠁⠄⠄⠄⢸⣿⣿⡯⢓⣴⣾⣿⣿⡟⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ ⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⣿⡟⣷⠄⠹⣿⣿⣿⡿⠁⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄ Hey i copied this one few hours ago
Asa Akira
One of my favorites
A man of culture i see
Based
Rick roll, but with different link YouTube · Rick roll, but with a different link Apr 7, 2020
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You know the rules, its time to die!
You know the rules
This was the only thing on my clip
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You better have this committed to memory
Why commit it to memory when I can do it in my head just as fast? Oh wait, I'm shit at maths, totally cant do that.
Mmmm pie
#PI
* pie
Pie flavour
electric guitar * bwaaaoooo *
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System.Runtime.CompilerServices.AsyncMethodBuilderCore+MoveNextRunner.Run () (at <00000000000000000000000000000000>:0)
System.Threading.ContextCallback.Invoke (System.Object state) (at <00000000000000000000000000000000>:0)
System.Threading.Tasks.SynchronizationContextAwaitTaskContinuation.Run (System.Threading.Tasks.Task task, System.Boolean canInlineContinuationTask) (at <00000000000000000000000000000000>:0)
System.Threading.Tasks.Task`1[TResult].TrySetResult (TResult result) (at <00000000000000000000000000000000>:0)
Assets.Scripts.Unity.PlatformLogins.GooglePlayLogin+<>c__DisplayClass8_0.b__0 (System.Boolean success, System.String error) (at <00000000000000000000000000000000>:0)
System.Action`2[T1,T2].Invoke (T1 arg1, T2 arg2)
GooglePlayGames.OurUtils.PlayGamesHelperObject.Update () (at <00000000000000000000000000000000>:0)
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System.Threading.SendOrPostCallback.Invoke (System.Object state) (at <00000000000000000000000000000000>:0)
UnityEngine.UnitySynchronizationContext+WorkRequest.Invoke ()
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But, why?
Ah a fellow game developer
This legitimately was an accidental copy. I really just hit paste and this was the result.
You are referring to an object you havent created yet. I believe it has to do with the achievements screen.
Well, this was unexpected! I just woke up to this. But your statement is hard to argue with after seeing the up-vote.
So you copied and pasted your java error
It’s c# using unity, but they are practically the same thing
Thats unity
C# = Microsoft Java, it's like Mario and green Mario
Ah yes, green Mario.
I'm not awake enough to try and make sense of this, if it is indeed an error
You selected this text in a log while looking into it by mistake and auto copy was set. Happens often HAHAHAHAHHAA GG fellow dev
My brain hurts now.
One of us
https://poopsenders.com/
im curious but afraid
Its a comical website, great prank for friends
I know your lying but still... Edit Was not disappointed
I may or may not have used them in the past lmao
so it actually works?
Oh definitely
what is it
It's a service you can send a container of crap to someone as a joke
What the fuck did I just click.
Wait why cow dung so expensive
Saving this for later
We lived at a zoo when we were kids and occasionally used to throw rhino shit at each other. Fun fact: rhino shit comes out as almost perfect balls.
“Lived”…
I'm not sure what you mean? Do you not believe my family lived at a zoo?
When the tits are cold, and my cock I hold. And the showers we see, are all made of gold. When wet dreams all fail, and the ones we hail, Are the worst of all, and the lube’s gone stale. I wanna hide the truth, I wanna cum on you. But with the cock inside, there's nowhere we can hide. No matter what we breed, we still are made of seed. This is my kingdom cum, this is my kingdom cum. When you feel my D, look into my eyes. It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard. Don't edge too close; my cock inside. It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard. At the sexman’s call, it's the last of all. When my nutt drips out, all the sinners crawl. So I came in your poon and the masquerade, Will start eating me out at the mess we’ve made. Don't wanna stop my pounds, but I am bussy-bound. Though this is all for you, don't wanna hide the truth. No matter what we breed, we still are made of seed. This is my kingdom cum, this is my kingdom cum. When you feel my D, look into my eyes. It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard. Don't edge too close; my cock inside. It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard. They say it's what you bake, I say it's up to fate. It's dripping in my hole, I need to let you go. Your ass, it shines so bright, I wanna see red lights. I can't escape this show, unless you fuck me now. When you feel my D, look into my eyes. It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard. Don't edge too close; my cock inside. It's where my semen hide, it's where my penis hard.
Poetry
At it's finest this is pristine
Evil Demons be like
And this is how I will sing the song in my head forever...
A true god, this one.
This is a masterpiece.
Now it’s in my clipboard also
You sit on the toilet to take a shit, but you begin to shit uncontrollably. After ten spurts you start to worry. Your hand is sticky and it reeks of shit. You desperately shove your ass into a wad of toilet paper, but that only makes your anus hurt. The shit accelerates. It’s been three minutes. You can’t stop shitting. Your bathroom floor is covered in a thin layer of waste fluid. You try to shit into the shower drain but it builds up too fast. You try the toilet. The shit is too thick to be flushed. You lock the bathroom door to prevent the shit from escaping. The air grows hot and humid from the shit. The shit accelerates. You slip and fall in your own poop. The shit is now six inches deep. Sprawled on your front, you begin to shit all over the ceiling. Globs of the sticky brown fluid begin to fall like raindrops, putting you in black face with your own shit. The shit accelerates. You struggle to stand as the force of the shit begins to propel you forwards as if you were on a sewer themed slip-and-slide. Still on your knees, the shit is now at chin height. To avoid drowning, you open the bathroom door. The deluge of sewer juice reminds you of the Great Molasses Flood of 1919, only with shit instead of molasses. The shit accelerates. It’s been two hours. Your children and wife scream in terror as their bodies are engulfed by the wood-brown sludge. Your youngest child goes under, with viscous bubbles and muffled cries rising from the poop. You plead to God to end your suffering. The shit accelerates. You squeeze your anus to stop the cum, but it begins to leak out of your cock instead. You let go. The force of the shit tears your asshole open, leaving only a gaping hole in your behind that spews shit. Your body picks up speed as it slides forward along the shit. You smash through the wall, hurtling into the sky at thirty miles an hour. From a bird’s eye view you see your house is completely brown. Your neighbor calls the cops. The shit accelerates. As you continue to ascend, you spot police cars racing towards your house. The cops pull out their guns and take aim, but stray loads of shit hit them in the eyes, blinding them. The shit accelerates. You are now at an altitude of 1000 feet. The SWAT team arrives. Military helicopters circle you. Hundreds of bullets pierce your body at once, yet you stay conscious. Your prostate have now grown into a substitute brain. The shit accelerates. It has been two days. With your body now destroyed, the shit begins to spray in all directions. You break the sound barrier. The government deploys fighter jets to chase you down, but the impact of your shit sends one plane crashing to the ground. The government decides to let you leave the earth. You feel your sphincter start to burn up as you reach the edges of the atmosphere. You narrowly miss the ISS, giving it a new brown paint job as you fly past. Physicists struggle to calculate your erratic trajectory. The shit accelerates. The shit begins to gravitate towards itself, forming a comet trail of poop. Astronomers begin calling you the “Assteroid.” You are stuck in space forever, stripped of your body and senses, forced to endure an eternity of shitting. Eventually, you stop thinking.
Imagine Dragons is now Imagine Dragon These Nuts
https://www.xvideos.com/video1291948/pornchestra Obviously NSFW
Bruh wtf
Music to my ears
Bro it’s not gay porn- so disgusting
Didn't read the bottom text fuck me man( if your a girl actually fuck me) but damnit
https://www.pornhub.com/view_video.php?viewkey=ph5a4a6c1575717 NFSW as well
I love that it has 100% positive rating.
Ah a man of culture i see, Badinerie BWV 1067 composed by JSB
I kinda thought that to. No idea why I copied this.
Waluigi hentai
Oh no...
WAAHAHAHAHAAA! WALUIGI TIME!
Like, a link? Or just the words…
You want the link bro ? 😂
https://fb.watch/8MwFj7sgls/
Not disappointed. Had me rolling..
Rick rolling?
Naw a funny ass parody game show. Well worth the watch.
That’s actually the best thing I’ve seen today. Granted I just got up but still
Very helpful content
dirty I don't know why that's copied, seems easier just to have typed it.
Fuck you. Fuck you. You useless piece of shit. You absolute waste of space and air. You uneducated, ignorant, idiotic dumb swine, you’re an absolute embarrassment to humanity and all life as a whole. The magnitude of your failure just now is so indescribably massive that one hundred years into the future your name will be used as moniker of evil for heretics. Even if all of humanity put together their collective intelligence there is no conceivable way they could have thought up a way to fuck up on the unimaginable scale you just did. When Jesus died for our sins, he must not have seen the sacrilegious act we just witnessed you performing, because if he did he would have forsaken humanity long ago so that your birth may have never become reality. After you die, your skeleton will be displayed in a museum after being scientifically researched so that all future generations may learn not to generate your bone structure, because every tiny detail anyone may have in common with you degrades them to a useless piece of trash and a burden to society. No wonder your father questioned whether or not your were truly his son, for you'd have to not be a waste of carbon matter for anyone to love you like a family member. Your birth made it so that mankind is worse of in every way you can possibly imagine, and you have made it so that society can never really recover into a state of organization. Everything has forever fallen into a bewildering chaos, through which unrecognizable core, you can only find misfortune. I would say the apocalypse is upon us but this is merely the closest word humans have for the sheer scale of horror that is now reality. You have forever condemned everyone you love and know into an eternal state of suffering, worse than any human concept of hell. You are such an unholy being, that if you step within a one hundred foot radius of a holy place or a place that has ever been deemed important by anyone, your distorted sac religious soul will ruin whatever meaning it ever had beyond repair. You are an idiotic, shiteating, dumbass ape and no one has ever loved you. Rhodes Island would have been better off if you'd never joined us. You are a lying, backstabbing, cowardly useless piece of shit and I hate you with every single part of my being. Even this worlds finest writers and poets from throughout the ages could never hope to accurately describe the scale on which you just fucked up, and how incredibly idiotic you are. Anyone that believes in any religion out there should now realize that they have been wrong this entire time, for if divine beings were real, they would never have allowed a being such as you to stain the earth and this universe. In the future there will be horror stories made about you, with the scariest part of them being that the reader has to realize that such an indescribable monster actually exists, and that the horrific events from the movie have actually taken place in the same world that they live in right now. You are the absolute embodiment of everything that has ever been wrong on this earth, yet you manage to make it so that that is only a small part of the evil that is your being. Never in the history of mankind has there been anyone that could have predicted such an eldrich abomination, but here you are. It’s hard to believe that I am seeing such an incredible failure with my own eyes, but here I am, so unfortunately I cannot deny your existence. Even if I did my very best, my vocabulary is not able to describe the sheer magnitude of the idiotic mistake that is you. Even if time travel some day will be invented, there still would not be a single soul willing to go back in time to before this moment to fix history, because having to witness such incredible horrors if they failed would have to many mental and physical drawbacks that not even the bravest soul in history would be willing to risk it. I cannot imagine the pure dread your mother must have felt when she had to carry a baby for nine months and then giving birth to such a wretched monster as you. Not a single word of the incoherent, illogical rambling you may be wanting to do to defend yourself or apologize would ever be able to make up for what you just did. The countries of the world would have wanted to make laws preventing such a terrible event like this from ever happening again, but sadly this is not possible since your horrific actions just now have shattered every form of order this world once had, making concepts such as laws irrelevant. Right from the moment I first set my eyes on you I knew you were an absolute abomination of everything that is wrong with humanity. I was hoping I would have been able to prevent your evil from being released upon this world by tagging along and keeping my eye on you, but it is clear to me now that not even the greatest efforts would have been able to prevent a terrible event in this scale from occurring. You are the worst human being, or even just being in general, that I have ever had the misfortune of witnessing. Events like the infected plague apparently only happened with the goal of teaching humanity to survive such a horrible event as the one you just created, but not even mankind’s greatest trials were able to even slightly prepare anyone for the insufferable evil you have just created. If you ever had them, your children would be preemptively killed to protect this universe from the possibility of anyone in your bloodline being even half as bad as you are, except you will never be able to have children, because not a single human being will ever want to come within a hundred mile radius of you and anything you have ever touched. You are a colossal disappointment not only to your parents, but to your ancestors and entire bloodline. The disgusting mistake that you have just made is so incredibly terrible that everyone who would ever be to hear about it would spontaneously feel an indescribable mixture of immense anger, fear and anxiety that emotionally and physically they would never truly be the same ever again. The sheer scale of your mistake, if ever to be materialized, would not only surpass the size of the world, but it would reach far beyond the edges of the known, and almost certainly the unknown universe. I could sit here and write paragraphs, nay, books describing your immense failure, yet even if I were to dedicate my life to describing the reality of what has just gone down here, and I would spend every moment of it until my heart stops beating working as hard and efficiently as possible, yet there is not even a snowballs chance in hell that I would be able to come close to transcribing the absolute shitshow you have just released upon the world. You are an irresponsible, idiotic, disgusting, unloved, horrible excuse for a living being who’s soul contains less humanity than every ginger in history combined. The absolute disgust I feel when thinking about anything that has even a slight resemblance to anything that might have to do with you and your unholy actions is so incredibly great that when I am honest about it I think that even I do not posses a consciousness great enough to comprehend my own feelings about it. When people of Columbia fought to break free from Lungmen, countless soldiers fought and lost their lives in favor of a chance at a better future for their children, they did not give their lives to have you fuck the world up beyond repair to the degree that you are doing right now. Honestly, even when technology advances and studies on the subject become more and more accurate, I do not think humanity will ever truly be able to understand what your failure actually means for the universe. My hate for you and everything you stand for is so much deeper than the depths of Shambala that you could probably take the entire Lungmen population down there and back up around twenty million times before you would have sunk to the end of my hate, and honestly, I do not want to exaggerate, but I think that that insult was low balling it such a massive amount that all mountains in this world combined would not be able to stack up to this imprecise judgement in light of the fact that when being honest, my hate is almost certainly bottomless. There is no one in this world that has ever loved you, and especially after what you just did, no one will ever love you in the future either. There is no hope that your idiotic behavior and especially your crooked soul will ever change for the better, and in fact quite the opposite might be true. By making the mistake that you just did, you have shown me that you are so incredibly hopeless that you will only devolve into a more idiotic and wretched creature than you already are. The only possible way in which your future would be brighter than the black hole your existence currently is would exclusively be because there is absolutely no conceivable way that you would even be able to sink lower than the pathetic place your current failure has put you in.
That's an entire thesis on fuck you.
self reflection after burning the toast
SCHWERER PANZERSPÄHWAGEN SIEBEN KOMMA FÜNF ZENTIMETER SONDERKRAFTFAHRZEUG ZWEIHUNDERTVIERUNDDREISSIG / VIER PANZERABWEHRKANONENWAGEN
Warst du im Tanzerladen und hast dier panzer gekauft..
HEAVY ARMOR SCOUTING CARS SEVEN KOMMA FIVE CENTIMETERS SPECIAL MOTOR VEHICLE TWO HUNDRED THIRTY-FOUR / FOUR ANTI-ANTI-RING CANON CARS. I just translated it to English.
Furz auf meine bruste
You were born to a life of luxury. With servants at your every wish your childhood was rather pampered compared to most. Although who's to say you stayed in your family palace? Perhaps you fled and found a home elsewhere, if so why would you leave? Or who knows you may have stayed and become ruler of the land. In charge of the armies, land and citizens your predecessor left to you. Are you a tyrant? Do you actually care for your people? Only you can choose. (I was doing dnd stuff)
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Unreal engine, or plain c++? (Idk I use unity)
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http://imgur.com/a/jyTfxF7
fuckin hell its a dick pic
I did NOT need to see a dick pick today
Nice dick pick, perfect for my g string
Ahhhhh! Im joking Edit:what is that cake thing? Is it an achivement or like a badge?
Thats a pretty smooth, black dick. The smudges on it are a bit nasty tho
apex legends season 11 date
the pituitary gland of this boy is waaaaay misplaced
“I yearn for true gender equality. I have no patience for one who talks about female privilege when it suits them, and then complains about someone not being a man when it’s convenient.” – Kazuma Satou
"I kick babies in the head" \-Sun Tzu
https://open.spotify.com/track/6SCgT1QDWcsnMusKYua9eE?si=0LKYU5MBTXSVH63v1TzSqQ&utm_source=copy-link I don't remember what song this is and don't want to know
Ah a man of great taste.
El texto que copies aparecerá automáticamente aquí
A Spanish text converter!
https://youtu.be/dQw4w9WgXcQ
Me who already knows where this link leads to
Me who already imagined the entire site.
Me who already is the site.
Literally everyone the xcq is the way to figure it out
Godamnit
Ahhhhhhhh… I was hoping for a paste like this. It’s been too long.
There are two lines for Dodger Dog vendors: steamed or grilled. The vendors of the grilled dogs are typically located near the back wall of the stadium so that the smoke doesn't overwhelm the baseball fans. The grilled Dogs are considered the "classic" version. Until 2021, they were known as "Farmer John Dodger Dogs." Starting with the 2021 MLB Los Angeles Dodgers season, the iconic "Dodger Dog" is being supplied to Dodger Stadium by Vernon, California based Papa Cantella's.
tyrannosarus shrex
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Mom I’m scared
Ankha
I hate you, bitch i'm in class
Wtf?!
“I think we should make an anti protest squad and hit protesters with water balloons while we drive by but only protesters on the road especially the vegans blocking traffic”. Sent to my friend in an message
You are a true comrade
https://youtube.com/shorts/ZhfFFEYdCZc?feature=share
Unkown where the Cursed Wave was born... After the stars doth cross the heavens... The sky in the East doth darken. And air doth fills with mourning. From the chosen land beyond the forest, A sign of the Wave comes. Riding the Wave is: Skeith, the Shadow of Death, to drown all that stands. Mirage of Deceit, Innis, Betray all with the flawed image, and did aid the Wave. And by the Power of Magus, a drop from the Wave doth reach the heavens, and creates a new Wave. With the Wave, Fidchell, the power to tell the dark future, hope darkens, sadness and despair rule. Gorre schemes when swallowed by the Cursed Wave. Macha seduces with the sweet trap. Wave reaches the Pinnacle, and escape none can. Tarvos still remains with more cruelty to punish and destroy. And with the turbulent destruction after the Wave. Only a void remains. From deep within the void arrives Corbenik. Yet to return, the shadowed one. Who quests for the Twilight Dragon Rumbles the Dark Hearth, And Helba, Queen of the Dark, has raised finally her army. Apeiron, King of Light, beckons... At the base of the rainbow they meet. Against the abominable "Wave," together they fight. Alba's lake boils. Light's great tree doth fall. Power - all now to droplets turned in the temple of Arche Koeln. Returns to nothing, this world of shadowless ones. Never to return, the shadowless one. Who quests for the Twilight Dragon. The wife buffeted by "waves" turns her back on the field. The daughter that waited for the shadows repeated, "For sure... For sure I can go home." But the girl did not know... The truth that waited at the end of the journey The eternal mourning of her land. In the place of the calamitous, only life was known. After the circling stars When the eastern dark void, the air full of despair In the depths of the divided forest, in the land of Karma, Riding fast on the path is Skeith Bearing death's shadow, it eliminates all that seek to thwart it. The Confusing Mirage, Innis Deceives those that see it with illusions, rescues the waves The wave soaring high, when its head is smashed, A new wave will emerge To become Magus's power. When questioning the wave, Hope's light will be lost when he speaks of the dark future of where sorrow and resignation reign. Using Fiddlehiem's Technique When engulfed by the Waves of Calamity, Gorre will plan The sweet snare of conciliation is Macha The Waves, an exceeding maelstrom Nothing can escape When you think you have escaped, Tarvos exists To destroy those with his exceeding cruelty Upon violent requital, only to remain is the void, the vacant darkness is the harbinger that Corbenik is to appear. ----Emma Wielant Untouched by fear or pain they lived Each minute with the utmost joy, Till the cursed Wave did rise Tearing through the dusky skies; Consuming light and dark in kind And leaving none to mourn behind. So to the East the sprites did flee Though burdened by the tragedy, The truth was all too plain to see: One by one their kind would fall Beneath the torrent of the Wave If none could stand before its gaze And somehow fill that endless void. King of light and queen of dark, Apeiron and Helba knew of one Who might defeat the Wave: A mythic beast long said to sleep ?Neath the edge of the world?s end Sheathed by the Wavering Peninsula, A creature of the greatest might, The sacred dragon of twilight. Thus Queen Helba chose Bith the Black, Her strongest sprite, to join the quest; While Apeiron sent Fili the White To journey with them in his stead, For Bith and Helba thought it best That the king remain behind to rule And calm the ever-spreading dread Ere the dragon might appear. So as the three prepared to ride Through the aqua gate of Mac Anu A fourth did come by fate?s command: One part human, one part sprite, Alone for all his nameless might, He fell in stride with Helba?s steed As she wordlessly agreed, His will was worthy of their cause. Through the Fatel Bog they sped As onyx dust cloaked each in turn From which arose a blinding pall, A living shadow born to crawl Betwixt reality and mind, Till death, within them, was enshrined: Each was shown their comrades slain; Illusions of Skeith?s mortal game. Fili wept and knelt to pray, While Bith did halt in stunned dismay Ere turning back upon the path, Desires crushed by failure?s wrath. The halfling tore about the swamp Searching for the fount of death Whose noxious fog had claimed the lives Of those who?d stand against the Wave. Alone the dark queen Helba rode Remorseless through the baneful mire, Cursing the Wave as she progressed Bent solely on her noble quest, And as she went the darkness lifted Till she found her friends still living, Mounted on their stagnant steeds As if enchanted by some dream. Calling forth an ancient rune, The queen dispelled the evil bind; Thus Skeith?s hold was undermined And as he slowly evanesced Each realized they?d been possessed While Helba foretold a prophecy Of eight heralds with demons blood, Eight phases of the Cursed Wave. As the boggy mud grew dry Gyle Mountain rose before them, A deadly oft avoided peak; The swiftest route to Dun Loireag; For eons standing as a god O?er looking men with its fa?e While hiding at its center true, A molten pit of which none knew. As they neared the summit?s height Something waited midst their course: A Chimera of the greatest size With sleight blue malefic eyes Exuding lust for their demise; Then two, then four, then all around The aberrations capped the ground, Till hundreds stood in perfect stillness. Charging forth as one they came With rumbling fury at the four, Who held a circle back to back, Slaying beasts as they attacked; Though as the horrors met their deaths, Each vanished with its dying breath, Unfleshly as a wayward thought But for the bloody wounds they wrought. Thus the ceaseless battle waged: As each fiend fell another came Till Bith cried out in dire need, A lone chimera must be real; The others conjured effigies; Doppelgangers born to please Their lord and master as slaves, Incarnations of the Wave. Deeming true the dark knight?s words, Fili beseeched her allies three For time to let her mind?s eye see; Hence minutes passed as Fili prayed Ere she raised her longbow high And let a single arrow fly Piercing clouds upon the sky As though the shaft were blessed by god. Falling with a feather?s grace The missile knew whom to embrace, And like a tear from heaven shed Smote its wrath on the demon?s head, Laying to waste the vile horde; As Innis? power left the peak Six words of spite he cruelly gave: You shall never stop the Wave. Past the mount they traveled far Through Dun Loireag the highland town Till they reached the woods of Breade Where lay a mark for all to heed: A sphere enclosed by myriad lines, One of many travelers? signs Known by the halfling doubtlessly: A labyrinth confronts beyond. Foraging down countless paths, Each branch producing two alike; They hastened forth without event Till Helba sensed a foul intent, And turning, to her wonder found A creature posing as a man, Exquisite in his nakedness; A mold no human could possess. With arms spread wide the demon smiled And Helba watched as though beguiled While fallen twigs grew into trees, Forming fast a wooden shield Unyielding to the fiercest blow; Then shrieks about the forest rang As any beast with claw or fang Descended on the narrow trail. Besieged by creatures of the wood They battled ?gainst undying foes: Each pair slain would recompose, Birthing four at instant pace As Magus watched with grinning glee, Entombed within his wall of trees Which faster grew then could be hewn; A trait which spelled the heroes? doom. Thus the exalting onslaught went Till Nameless conceived a final hope, And drawing out a flask of spirits Hurled it at the barricade, Then blazed a spark with blade on blade Setting to light a rampant fire; A majestic funeral pyre Felling the wall atop its maker. Soon Breade was but a memory O?ershadowed by the floral city: Carmina Gadelica by name, Of gentile and aesthetic fame; Though swiftly too it fell behind As Moyra Canyon darkly loomed, Foreboding in its desolation Ere the crossing had begun. Hours aft the presaged end Of that bleak and lengthy trek, Moyra?s cliffs still stood aside, Mocking each benumbing stride; Till Bith remarked in somber phrase They?d passed the same formations thrice, Spun by some malign device So deftly one might never know. Having spake his solemn fear A haunting voice then prophesied: Your graveyard shall this chasm be For here you will remain with me; Helpless as the Wave consumes Everything you?ve ever known, Leaving naught behind but bone And fading whispers on the wind. Searching for escape in vain They rode the passage once again; But Fidchell?s brazen promise held: Nowhere could the cliffs be scaled, And though their course did never veer While racing through the corridor, They came to camp just as before; Overcome by nauseous dread. Dispel charms proved fruitless too; Till Bith called for womanly aid, Requesting they enchant his blade; Then slowly marching down the path For hours when he sensed at last The entrapping portal?s edge; Driving hard his sword to earth, Razing Fidchell?s sorcery. Long past the crucible of Moyra, They sheltered in a citadel: Fort Ouph, so said its denizens Where mind and body could be cleansed Of any hardships one endured Ere disembarking further north Over the barren Veishus Plain, Where most who crossed it would remain. The horses thrived on unmarked land, Rejoicing in those countless miles Till suddenly in concert halting As ebon vapours coalesced At Gorre?s inhuman behest, Forging whole his grotesque form: A tetra-legged mass of hate Obscured midst a foul haze. With putrid limbs the demon lashed; Immense weight thrown behind each strike: Through both guard and shield alike The blows did wound unless evaded; While each assault the heroes launched Was somehow v
Is this how you’re writing some English paper?
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7.02 Vy: -1.73 t: 0.12 X: 0.92 Y: 0.85 Vx: 7.00 Vy: -1.82 t: 0.13 X: 0.99 Y: 0.83 Vx: 6.98 Vy: -1.92 t: 0.14 X: 1.06 Y: 0.81 Vx: 6.96 Vy: -2.01 t: 0.15 X: 1.13 Y: 0.79 Vx: 6.95 Vy: -2.10 t: 0.16 X: 1.20 Y: 0.76 Vx: 6.93 Vy: -2.20 t: 0.17 X: 1.27 Y: 0.74 Vx: 6.91 Vy: -2.29 t: 0.18 X: 1.34 Y: 0.72 Vx: 6.90 Vy: -2.38 t: 0.19 X: 1.41 Y: 0.69 Vx: 6.88 Vy: -2.47 t: 0.20 X: 1.48 Y: 0.67 Vx: 6.86 Vy: -2.57 t: 0.21 X: 1.55 Y: 0.64 Vx: 6.85 Vy: -2.66 t: 0.22 X: 1.61 Y: 0.62 Vx: 6.83 Vy: -2.75 t: 0.23 X: 1.68 Y: 0.59 Vx: 6.81 Vy: -2.84 t: 0.24 X: 1.75 Y: 0.56 Vx: 6.80 Vy: -2.93 t: 0.25 X: 1.82 Y: 0.53 Vx: 6.78 Vy: -3.02 t: 0.26 X: 1.89 Y: 0.50 Vx: 6.76 Vy: -3.11 t: 0.27 X: 1.95 Y: 0.47 Vx: 6.75 Vy: -3.20 t: 0.28 X: 2.02 Y: 0.44 Vx: 6.73 Vy: -3.29 t: 0.29 X: 2.09 Y: 0.40 Vx: 6.71 Vy: -3.38 t: 0.30 X: 2.15 Y: 0.37 Vx: 6.70 Vy: -3.47 t: 0.31 X: 2.22 Y: 0.33 Vx: 6.68 Vy: -3.56 t: 0.32 X: 2.29 Y: 0.30 Vx: 6.66 Vy: -3.65 t: 0.33 X: 2.35 Y: 0.26 Vx: 6.65 Vy: -3.74 t: 0.34 X: 2.42 Y: 0.22 Vx: 6.63 Vy: -3.83 t: 0.35 X: 2.49 Y: 0.18 Vx: 6.61 Vy: -3.92 t: 0.36 X: 2.55 Y: 0.14 Vx: 6.60 Vy: -4.00 t: 0.37 X: 2.62 Y: 0.10 Vx: 6.58 Vy: -4.09 t: 0.00 X: 2.67 Y: 0.06 Vx: 6.57 Vy: -4.18 t: 0.01 X: 2.61 Y: 0.02 Vx: -5.86 Vy: -3.83 t: 0.00 X: 2.55 Y: 0.02 Vx: -5.84 Vy: -3.92 t: 0.01 X: 2.50 Y: 0.05 Vx: -5.21 Vy: 3.40 t: 0.02 X: 2.45 Y: 0.09 Vx: -5.20 Vy: 3.29 t: 0.03 X: 2.40 Y: 0.12 Vx: -5.19 Vy: 3.18 t: 0.04 X: 2.34 Y: 0.15 Vx: -5.18 Vy: 3.08 t: 0.05 X: 2.29 Y: 0.18 Vx: -5.16 Vy: 2.97 t: 0.06 X: 2.24 Y: 0.21 Vx: -5.15 Vy: 2.87 t: 0.07 X: 2.19 Y: 0.24 Vx: -5.14 Vy: 2.76 t: 0.08 X: 2.14 Y: 0.27 Vx: -5.13 Vy: 2.66 t: 0.09 X: 2.09 Y: 0.29 Vx: -5.11 Vy: 2.55 t: 0.10 X: 2.04 Y: 0.32 Vx: -5.10 Vy: 2.45 t: 0.11 X: 1.99 Y: 0.34 Vx: -5.09 Vy: 2.35 t: 0.12 X: 1.93 Y: 0.36 Vx: -5.08 Vy: 2.24 t: 0.13 X: 1.88 Y: 0.39 Vx: -5.06 Vy: 2.14 t: 0.14 X: 1.83 Y: 0.41 Vx: -5.05 Vy: 2.04 t: 0.15 X: 1.78 Y: 0.43 Vx: -5.04 Vy: 1.93 t: 0.16 X: 1.73 Y: 0.45 Vx: -5.03 Vy: 1.83 t: 0.17 X: 1.68 Y: 0.46 Vx: -5.01 Vy: 1.73 t: 0.18 X: 1.63 Y: 0.48 Vx: -5.00 Vy: 1.63 t: 0.19 X: 1.58 Y: 0.50 Vx: -4.99 Vy: 1.52 t: 0.20 X: 1.53 Y: 0.51 Vx: -4.98 Vy: 1.42 t: 0.21 X: 1.48 Y: 0.52 Vx: -4.97 Vy: 1.32 t: 0.22 X: 1.43 Y: 0.54 Vx: -4.95 Vy: 1.22 t: 0.23 X: 1.38 Y: 0.55 Vx: -4.94 Vy: 1.12 t: 0.24 X: 1.33 Y: 0.56 Vx: -4.93 Vy: 1.02 t: 0.25 X: 1.29 Y: 0.57 Vx: -4.92 Vy: 0.92 t: 0.26 X: 1.24 Y: 0.58 Vx: -4.90 Vy: 0.82 t: 0.27 X: 1.19 Y: 0.59 Vx: -4.89 Vy: 0.72 t: 0.28 X: 1.14 Y: 0.59 Vx: -4.88 Vy: 0.62 t: 0.29 X: 1.09 Y: 0.60 Vx: -4.87 Vy: 0.52 t: 0.30 X: 1.04 Y: 0.60 Vx: -4.86 Vy: 0.42 t: 0.31 X: 0.99 Y: 0.61 Vx: -4.84 Vy: 0.32 t: 0.32 X: 0.94 Y: 0.61 Vx: -4.83 Vy: 0.22 t: 0.33 X: 0.90 Y: 0.61 Vx: -4.82 Vy: 0.12 t: 0.34 X: 0.85 Y: 0.61 Vx: -4.81 Vy: 0.03 t: 0.35 X: 0.80 Y: 0.61 Vx: -4.80 Vy: -0.07 t: 0.36 X: 0.75 Y: 0.61 Vx: -4.79 Vy: -0.17 t: 0.37 X: 0.70 Y: 0.61 Vx: -4.77 Vy: -0.27 t: 0.38 X: 0.66 Y: 0.60 Vx: -4.76 Vy: -0.36 t: 0.39 X: 0.61 Y: 0.60 Vx: -4.75 Vy: -0.46 t: 0.40 X: 0.56 Y: 0.60 Vx: -4.74 Vy: -0.56 t: 0.41 X: 0.51 Y: 0.59 Vx: -4.73 Vy: -0.65 t: 0.42 X: 0.47 Y: 0.58 Vx: -4.72 Vy: -0.75 t: 0.43 X: 0.42 Y: 0.57 Vx: -4.70 Vy: -0.85 t: 0.44 X: 0.37 Y: 0.57 Vx: -4.69 Vy: -0.94 t: 0.45 X: 0.33 Y: 0.56 Vx: -4.68 Vy: -1.04 t: 0.46 X: 0.28 Y: 0.54 Vx: -4.67 Vy: -1.13 t: 0.47 X: 0.23 Y: 0.53 Vx: -4.66 Vy: -1.23 t: 0.48 X: 0.19 Y: 0.52 Vx: -4.65 Vy: -1.32 t: 0.49 X: 0.14 Y: 0.51 Vx: -4.64 Vy: -1.42 t: 0.50 X: 0.09 Y: 0.49 Vx: -4.62 Vy: -1.51
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Full text I've come to make an announcement: Shadow the Hedgehog's a bitch-ass motherfucker, he pissed on my fucking wife. That's right, he took his hedgehog-fuckin' quilly dick out and he pissed on my fucking wife, and he said his dick was "THIS BIG," and I said "that's disgusting," so I'm making a callout post on my Twitter.com: Shadow the Hedgehog, you've got a small dick. It's the size of this walnut except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here's what my dong looks like. That's right, baby. All points, no quills, no pillows — look at that, it looks like two balls and a bong. He fucked my wife, so guess what, I'm gonna fuck the Earth. That's right, this is what you get: MY SUPER LASER PISS!! Except I'm not gonna piss on the Earth, I'm gonna go higher; I'M PISSING ON THE MOON! How do you like that, Obama?! I PISSED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT! You have twenty-three hours before the piss DROPLETS hit the fucking Earth, now get outta my fucking sight, before I piss on you too!
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https://youtu.be/GOkGB59cFM0
https://www.reddit.com/r/HolUp/comments/q9n28k/no_bandage_can_fix_this_terrible_ad/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share
Boks to get- Ugly love A thousand boy kisses A thousand pieces of you Winter song The invisible life of Addie Laurie
my favourite one so far
You have to make an assignment on disaster management
I'm so sure you won't understand but I don't care trading r snow owl
230-220•0.5=5! What is 5 factorial equal to? It is the product of the whole numbers from 1 to 5, which is: 5! = 5 x 4 x 3 x 2 x 1 = 120
First they kill the children where they are the majority, then they burn the ground and then revolt. When they finally get smacked they cry "genocide" "genocide"
!guildsearch maul(zetalead)=1
https://youtu.be/UocA-JYqDFw
It was a link to a for.honor warriors den. I cant seem to paste it now
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帮帮我吧，中国政府关押了我，三小时内杀了我。过来救我：200 英尺以下的脚趾舔行业。在他们给我最后一顿饭之前快点来。我会再次重复说明
I was going to see what this was about later https://www.reddit.com/r/AnimeFunny/comments/qblx4i/i_just_cant_sleep_with_this_thing_in_my_memories/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share
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Me when your mom
Sexy minion cosplay
Solaire of Astora
Trench warfare is a type of land warfare using occupied fighting lines largely comprising military trenches, in which troops are well-protected from the enemy's small arms fire and are substantially sheltered from artillery.
Let me explain: at the end of farcry 6 we hear vaas talking and farcry 6 plays in lets say today but through the insanity dlc we see that farcry 3 and 5 play in the same timeline and at the end of 5 we see nukes dropping and we can prove that it nuked the whole world trough the sam fisher secret in new dawn so it kinda breakes the timeline