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! Arrr, I do be a Pyrate. - - -
Why-Rat of the Seven She's
My cherry pie she bleeds, she became the onion'upside-down platoon and so forth..
But it was all only a dream.
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And so it was that I was coerced, by my very anchor,
to withdraw my sneeze,
And to reache for my fanny-pouch discomfit
Turns out that it was nearly christmas,, partridge hanging from a dingleberry. and so forth - xD
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Would you care for (the letter A) Frosty Beaver-Ridge? (the question mark was emphasized)
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Well of course it was emphasized. Probably crohn's-aticized while he was at it...
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Have you heard about the Cronuts? They do be a crossover from donuts and croissants. Ideal for Crohn`s parteez, guaranteed to hilare. Honestly worthy of a bonus round. Hell, what IFE I TOLD YOU you are in a bonus round rite nowe? O : . . . . . . . my apollo-G's, they do be excessive in this regard, `_
(start here I guess lol..)
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Man when I first heard about Starcraft: Brood War.:::....
I was a kid you know, A koole kyd, but still.
Giyom was on the tele-vee, the local news2 wanted to seem hip with the young crowd or something1
(cynicism prevails1)
(2and we do be in Quebec matey, so you understand) WHHhhoosh ! ! !
I couldn't get over it man. The APM. I didn't know what APM was. But I could see the screen flashing from place to place like crazy. There were dragoons everywhere. The ground was covered in drag-goo.
I had to play and become good. I had played before,, but only games against the computer. Inventing stories about my dude and delving into the drama-filled universe of Hydralisk life, love, death, etc... (with all my harte and sole survivor, just for the porpoise of your informative turtle recall. Haha, life is pretty cool sometimes)
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First though, I knew I'd have to completely master the fine art of ZUMA, I figured the sexy reflexes I'd glean from doing so would be well worth the large risk of seizures (to be induced by a friendly aztec Frohg on LSD shooting multiverses at each other, then harvesting the souls of the dead infant inhabitants of the various whirlds., and so forth.. x )
Its ZUMA! And the crow-de goes oscar wylde ! "Zuma! Please suck down the soul of my firstebourne!" a plump young physics graduate mother was quoted as spraying (everywhere)
Aye sue'N gave up on le Zuma. Le zuma was no royale with the cheeze, and I knew that tyme it did be flyin' - ! Skills HAD TO BE harvested !through the use of free time(), and I was swimming in that goop. Had my mother been a cat,
(and I dance dance dance and I,,,) kitty cat btw )(
..she would have had Free-Tyme placenta leftovers to choke down till under the my kingDome ice came. (After all, I do be an ice fairy,,) (meow)
Fuck, where was I
Anyhoo, Lounge story short , I played dat game a shitload, and it compleated mea. It became my person. I loved clickin and typitty super rapide and attack moving with gad-damn eunuchs.
I played on the internet with my buddies from the Teen'sliquiddot knet, of good times, there were partout. all over that place and spewing joyprotoplasm unbiasedly, loved dat good tymes man,
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Cronuts by the way, delicious colonoscopy compainions.
Well that old time flow it did stain me, from head to shoulders'_'
My values they were fluctuating, Like a pokemon in the process of ecstasy-volving
Living with others Peru'v-d , to be no mean feat. I smirking "B" was mashed repeatedly.
The stench of insecurity never set out on a journey from my soldspice, to anywhere else, never
ever, And old man-drink rang his conical Bell Canada
And there stands the non-issue of the magazine of lie-f
TO BE racoon-tenued
please calmint, its all a joke really xD Everybody say "Fuck Satan" ! 1
1aka please comment, if you dig and its coole for you : )