The Hat

RULE VIOLATION!

Bare asses may not be subject to tire marks.

IN FUTURE:

Put 3 gold in the pot and raise the heat meter.

Step 1: Receive the package
Step 2: Deliver the package to the four grandfathers
Step 3: Kick down the back entrance
Step 4: Come to terms with your new life
Step 5: Wound your sacrificial offering and let the blood spill onto your eyes

SYSTEM BOOT @
scanning for virus… complete
0 virus found
scanning for casualties… complete
0 casualties found

operator: GiMS OS
admin: Errata
producer: Stephen

CHATLOGS:
plo♡: You’re quite talkative for an AI
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plo♡: Dreamy

I saw a truck driver with one of those dice things connected with string hanging from his rear view mirror
He said “I got a present for you!”
Sadly an officer pulled us over for talking while driving on the highway before he could show me minion toy collection

BLAST OFF LIKE A VALCANO!
The future holds a secret path full of the leftovers of the mountain people if you have the means.

The latest paction featured a broll po bar. Funnily enough, a shall man had the sombine to ask for a link.

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Taking initiative, I cock my neck 90° to the right towards the obese. I get a couple cheap looks while I sip my mascara.

While attending my cirms, the loment dran his words strongly. An abincidence where slame neither stopped nor went.

My application to be a socialist:
-I have a hen
-I launched a toy rocket when I was young
-I can tie a ribbon

On the ridge, minister by my side, my therapist stands anxious as she slowly rotates the contraption, flipping the script entirely.

Been doing some brainstorming lately. Heres some cool ideas:
1) Copper supplement meals
2) New judicial system where a magic 8 ball decides
3) They make me the beneficiary of Bixton
Couldn’t manage to fit all of my ideas into one bluskweet but tomorrow I’ll update y’all.

In a rush I sprain my wrist with the courtesy of a lump often overlooked

Initiative determines the order of turns during combat. When combat…
A prestige class is a character class in Dungeons & Dragons…
A particle is a tiny piece of matter that makes…
"Grain" can refer to the seeds of grass-like plants, such as corn, rice…
Denial is a defense mechanism in which a person…

Toast the bread.
Nationalist walks the streets.
Child of man making due.
Suntan your skin.
Extort the weak.

[VERSE 2]
It seems you don’t know your place
I’ll sow worry in your head just like a shoe lace
The berry’s of invention bear hilarious aquarius
Rhymes, like a retailer, it’s nefarious
[CHORUS]

went to a maid cafe in denver
didnt know that my body can react in such ways! lol
day by day im just an analyst but at the cafe i glow like the freaky citizen i am

Barber: Can I get a haircut?
Me: What?
My prestigious uncle: Can I get a diet haircut?
Triangle: No
No: What?

The game of golf is one full of the bricks of success. Even though one may glare, the golf countryside forbids any thoughts of doubt.

heh…
my fish found a wittle sword and is using it
his name is truck and he is brown
thanks for listening

Y’know if you look at it that way, deprivation really is the winner here. Genuinely, it’s a nightmare to have a conversation about those kinds of things.

We state our case. Wearing the maximum quality dress off any shelf before bellowing “On the slant!”

It was instinct. Poll analysts work as if balanced.

The tree perceives the future. The tree articulates the past. We must forge our own lemons, and then make lemonade.

She hides at the function like a fictional surprise; central.

My momentum benefits the dealer. I reflect and snarl.

I grimace at breast destruction, for the crown has made a compromise.

Let me introduce my mile long royalty punch! Ive had to do lots of practice to perfect it.

My cords resort to yearning for a deer’s aspect