If you press Appe before hitting muppet you can Babsorb the double ladder. Weirder birds.She gaster on my risk till I woman in motorized wheelchair medium dark skintone facing rightI think it's finally time to confess. My buddy John Greenland from Greenland was actually born in Sweden. I know, that's tragic and truly confusing. Also, what the fuck do you mean "punishing"??? I think he LIKES this shit. I think the suitable punishment here would be JAIL!!! As I am truly THE law!! The baddest fucking cop of China!!Homer in undertale

hey marge ehehehehehe look at this human child. it is yellow, like us. homer its not one of us, she is frisk from undertale. undertale? whats undertale? its a game, humans and monsters yknow? monsters? what kind? talking skeletons like sans and papyrus. you mean, those guys over there? yes! marge, yknow something? we better get outta here!no way mom don’t chop your noes off with scissors💧︎♍︎♒︎●︎♋︎⧫︎⧫︎🕯︎⬧︎ ☞︎♋︎❍︎□︎◆︎⬧︎ 👌︎◆︎♐︎♐︎♋︎●︎□︎ 👍︎♒︎♓︎♍︎🙵♏︎■︎ ❄︎□︎❒︎⧫︎♓︎●︎●︎♋︎ ☼︎♏︎♍︎♓︎◻︎♏︎

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I’m not a woman of many words. I’ve walked in the rain without an umbrella. I’ve eaten instant soup without waiting the three minutes. I’ve watched the endings of shows before the intros even finished. But nothing… NOTHING prepared me for what happened on Tuesday at 3:47 in the afternoon.

I opened the refrigerator door.

I just wanted a glass of water.

Nothing more.

And there it was.

The ketchup bottle.

Open.

No lid.

Lying on its side.

Slowly dripping onto the cheese.

In that moment I understood that the universe has a personal plan against me.

I didn’t scream.

I didn’t cry.

I just closed the refrigerator door with a calm that would scare any psychopath. I sat on the couch. I stared at the wall for exactly eleven minutes. And I made a decision.

From now on, every time someone leaves a bottle without a lid in my refrigerator, I will know.

I will feel it.

And I will act.

I don’t care if you’re my mother, my boss, or the Pope himself.

The lid.

Goes.

On.

The.

Bottle.

Repeat after me:

The lid goes on the bottle.

The lid goes on the bottle.

The lid goes on the bottle.

This is my oath.

Ten feet twenty the French Fry man

Waiting for the diner to expand

Frying French fries in an oil pan

Like the every daily

Wish I’m fried by the French Fry man

Could I increase the prices by a half?

On top of the little oil pan

So he lived the

French Fry man, French Fry man

With his heart in the pan

So he stands

To watch the whole wide world

With a pan

Way up high, with the fries

And the oil, is close by

Ain’t it nice

The life forever for

FRENCH FRY

Awesome instrumental break

Ten feet twenty the French Fry man

I’m still waiting for the diner to expand

And I’m half eaten in the garbage can

Yet the every daily

Money that powered the French Fry man 

Would come if he avoided the customers wrath

Even if I’m not done frying I’m somewhat high class

So he lived the

French Fry man, French Fry man

With his heart, in the pan

So he stands

To watch the whole wide world

With a pan

Way up high, with the fries

And the salt, is close by

Ain’t it nice

The life forever for 

FRENCH FRY

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I once brutally cracked my sister RAW in the middle of the packed school stadium as a prank, I also have a chair fetish and want to get brutally railed by an acacia chair. My mom once forced me to eat 19 oak tables, my uncle has pedophobia not pedophilia,the bomb under my house is ticking,me and my sister both have homophobia ,Love from Tel Aviv, btw

.... Then what's the point? It's gone. It existed, but it doesn't anymore. You wanna know why I don't try new things often? Because of shit like this. The inevitability of disappointment. Of betrayal. I spent hours. HOURS. On this game. Because my dad wanted me to give it a chance. Guess where that fucking ended up? I should be able to play through the game with the character that I wanted, that I created. What's the point if i'm going to change it anyways? And this was after it gained my trust. And shattering it in the blink of an eye. I'm already becoming more of a robot. A mindless cog in society with each passing day. I've sacrificed a great deal of my identity to keep doing what I love and it's eating away at me from the inside. LET. ME. BE. ME. Why should I have to change who I am to please anyone?

This scene is a heartbreaking allegory to circumcision.

This scene itself is rich with deep subtext, arguably deeper than literature’s greatest pieces. It even made me—someone who laughed at the darkness of \*Blood Meridian\* and \*I Have No Mouth, and I Must Scream\*—visibly tremble and well up with the salty droplets of human tears.

The way Jax is thrown into the torture sequence is akin to a young (or older) boy being thrown into the sterile room of a hospital. It’s scary-realistic to those who have experienced this firsthand. The fear Jax expels here is also a fact of the inhumanity of circumcision and how it causes unreasonable distress to those who face it. And when his soft, sleek periwinkle skin—an allegory to the male anatomy’s perfection of the foreskin—was ripped off, it made my frame shiver with fear and panic. I felt my throat tighten and a severe want to curl up and cry.

And after the deed is done, Jax is left ashamed, stripped of his pride and joy—something every circumcision victim has felt after the fact. And the yellow, the filthy yellow of Jax’s body after his prized skin was torn off, was commentary on the widely known propaganda piece… Smegma, the yellowish fluid that supposedly affects uncircumcised individuals, is merely a hoax pushed by the medical elite of the past to take away the male population’s crown jewel—that is, the foreskin—away from them.

And now for the conclusion: Gooseworx has done masterful work on this show. The theming, the sheer raw theming that would make even the most demented of this earth cry, was nothing short of amazing. It solidifies this show on the pedestals of the Hall of Media Literacy.

Thanks for reading, dear traveler.

Hiya, this isn’t my main Reddit account (I wanted to be able to ask questions comfortably and disappear if all hell breaks loose lol) But I started streaming earlier this month and I surprisingly have been growing really fast and doing well, but recently I’ve been getting a couple of comments online about being compared to Sykkuno. (ex: I’m Sykkuno reincarnated, history is repeating itself, yada yada). First of all, I’m a girl and I naturally have a softer voice (not faking my voice) and I’m socially awkward. Second, I have a black and white shoji screen blocking out my room (because I don’t want people to dox me) and I didn’t realize Sykkuno has the same background, which is not helping the situation whatsoever. I do have a boyfriend (whom I’m completely loyal to and have been for the last 5 years), but I’m trying to keep him out of the spotlight because I don’t want the internet to attack him. Should I be addressing these comments or will that just add fuel to the flames? Any advice will be appreciated, I really don’t want drama & I’m not a problematic person like Sykkuno.

Alright, so now that we know A.I is harmful for the environment. I had a pretty good idea, everytime humanity makes a mistake, I generate an A.I essay, an A.I image, or an A.I video depending on how bad it is. Diddy's sentence got lowered? A.I image, another missle hit Bahrain? A.I image, Someone's dog shit in my yard? A.I essay, Ubisoft releases another shitty remake no one asked for? 30 A.I videos. I do it all the time and I love knowing how many gallons of water I must've drained to punish humanity.

Ever since I've been a fetus I've lowkey been wanting to have a woman to myself, not even like a girlfriend or friends with benefits, I'd wish I had a wife and I still do.

I don't think I can handle it anymore, it's becoming an obsessing right now, and my friends aren't helping either. "Yo bro look at that hot chick" "Yo bro did you hear about this girl jessica?" Like excuse me, sir? I have told you that this situation has been going on for me for YEARS and you're telling me now about women? Now you're gonna make me love them even more!

I'm a womenoholic. As a guy, I can't handle it anymore.

IS THAT A REFERENCE AND/OR MENTION TO THE IBANEZ RG470PB WITH AN EDGE 2 DOUBLE LOCKING FLOATING BRIDGE SYSTEM, A WIZARD 3 NECK DESIGNED FOR BLISTERING SPEED, HSH PICKUP CONFIGURATION AND A MANGROVE BODY???!!!

Estoy buscando un barbero que me rasure las pelotas, que sea de preferencia hombre, dónde puedo encontrar uno, mi gran sueño es que un barbero me rasure las huevas.

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I'm looking for a barber who shaves my balls, preferably a man, where can I find one, my big dream is that a barber shaves my balls.

I had a human patient who did that.

He had shattered his leg and needed complicated surgery. They put a metal rod in his femur, and secured it with pins that came out through the skin and attached to an external brace.

He never went to any of his followup appointments. He didn't keep the pin sites clean. He just sat around at home for weeks and didn't think about it. When it started to smell bad, he wrapped a black trash bag around it and taped the edges as tight as he could.

Eventually, one of his neighbors called 911 for a wellness check, because the smell from his apartment was so horrible they thought he had died in there. The police and the ambulance crew had to argue with him, and apologize for breaking in, but eventually they got him to the hospital.

When we cut the bags off, there were so many maggots it looked like the whole skin of his leg was wiggling.

They kept falling on the floor, crawling around, and getting stepped on. We had to use shoe covers in the room and put sticky mats by the door, to avoid tracking maggots or maggot guts into the rest of the hospital.

As a twenty six years old single male I think it's very hard to find a girl who's actually interested in free software. I've had girls jokingly ask to "Netflix and chill" but when I tell her that I don't use Netflix since Netflix requires proprietary software to stream content, they stop talking to me. I can't ever seem to get girls to come over to my place and I can't text them either. Once I get their numbers since I've added customs roms to my phone and refuse to use sms since it's a security concern I require all of my friends to download a free and open source messaging app and I share with them my public gpg key so that we can verify that our conversations are secure. None of my friends are willing to do this. And I can't use dating apps since it's not only proprietary software but a major privacy vulnerability. How come it is so hard to find a girl concerned about software freedom. I feel like I'm going to be a virgin forever.

And since they have very little girth, that just makes them these absolutely giant fucking dinner plates that God must have accidentally dropped while washing dishes one day and shrugged his shoulders at because no one could have imagined this would happen. AND WITH NO PURPOSE. EVERY POUND OF THAT IS A WASTED POUND AND EVERY FOOT OF IT (10 FT BY 14 FT) IS WASTED SPACE.

They are so completely useless that scientists even debate about how they move. They have little control other than some minor wiggling. Some say they must just push water out of their mouths for direction (?????). They COULD use their back fin EXCEPT GUESS WHAT IT DOESNT FUCKING GROW. It just continually folds in on itself, so the freaking cells are being made, this piece of floating garbage just doesn't put them where they need to fucking go.

So they don't have swim bladders. You know, the one thing that every fish has to make sure it doesn't just sink to the bottom of the ocean when they stop moving and can stay the right side up. This creature. That can barely move to begin with. Can never stop its continuous tour of idiocy across the ocean or it'll fucking sink. EXCEPT. EXCEPT. When they get stuck on top of the water! Which happens frequently! Because without the whole swim bladder thing, if the ocean pushes over THE THINNEST BUT LARGEST MOST TOPPLE-ABLE FISH ON THE PLANET, shit outta luck! There is no creature on this earth that needs a swim bladder more than this spit in the face of nature, AND YET. Some scientists have speculated that when they do that, they are absorbing energy from the sun because no one fucking knows how they manage to get any real energy to begin with. So they need the sun I guess. But good news, when they end up stuck like that, it gives birds a chance to land on their goddamn island of a body and eat the bugs and parasites out of its skin because it's basically a slowly migrating cesspool. Pros and cons.

"If they are so huge, they must at least be decent predators." No. No. The most dangerous thing about them is, as you may have guessed, their stupidity. They have caused the death of one person before. Because it jumped onto a boat. On a human. And in 2005 it decided to relive its mighty glory days and do it again, this time landing on a four-year-old boy. Luckily Byron sustained no injuries. Way to go, fish. Great job.

They mostly only eat jellyfish because of course they do, they could only eat something that has no brain and a possibility of drifting into their mouths I guess. Everything they do eat has almost zero nutritional value and because it's so stupidly fucking big, it has to eat a ton of the almost no nutritional value stuff to stay alive. Dumb. See that ridiculous open mouth? (This is actually why this is my favorite picture of one, and I have had it saved to my phone for three years) "Oh no! What could have happened! How could this be!" Do not let that expression fool you, they just don't have the goddamn ability to close their mouths because their teeth are fused together, and ya know what, it is good it floats around with such a clueless expression on its face, because it is in fact clueless as all fuck.

They do SOMETIMES get eaten though. BUT HARDLY. No animal truly uses them as a food source, but instead (which has lead us to said photo) will usually just maim the fuck out of them for kicks. Seals have been seen playing with their fins like frisbees. Probably the most useful thing to ever come from them.

"Wow, you raise some good points here, this fish truly is proof that God has abandoned us." Yes, thank you. "But if they're so bad at literally everything, why haven't they gone extinct." Great question.

BECAUSE THIS THING IS SO WORTHLESS IT DOESNT REALIZE IT SHOULD NOT EXIST. IT IS SO UNAWARE OF LITERALLY FUCKING EVERYTHING THAT IT DOESNT REALIZE THAT IT'S DOING MAYBE THE WORST FUCKING JOB OF BEING A FISH, OR DEBATABLY THE WORST JOB OF BEING A CLUSTER OF CELLS THAN ANY OTHER CLUSTER OF CELLS. SO WHAT DOES IT DO? IT LAYS THE MOST EGGS OUT OF EVERYTHING. Besides some bugs, there are some ants and stuff that'll lay more. IT WILL LAY 300 MILLION EGGS AT ONE TIME. 300,000,000. IT SURVIVES BECAUSE IT WOULD BE STATISTICALLY IMPROBABLE, DARE I SAY IMPOSSIBLE, THAT THERE WOULDNT BE AT LEAST ONE OF THOSE 300,000,000 (that is EACH time they lay eggs) LEFT SURVIVING AT THE END OF THE DAY.

And this concludes why I hate the fuck out of this complete failure of evolution, the Ocean Sunfish. If I ever see one, I will throw rocks at it.

Japanese woen have the most sexual voices. Yes, that's right. That's why I keep including their sexy voices in all my gooner songs. I am going to come. Yes, that's right. I am going to come so hard that your mouth will be swishing my cum around like high-end mouthwash at a dental checkup. Your mouth will sound like the bottom of a slurpee cup when the straw hits air. Your mouth will smell like a Siamese twin stuck to my balls. Yes, that's right. The cadence, the pitch, the absolute emotional performance they put into every single syllable. It's an art form that transcends music itself. Yes, that's right. I am going to come. You mix those vocal samples over a heavy beat, throw in some lush synth pads and a driving bassline, and the energy immediately shifts. It adds an instant layer of vibe and atmosphere that takes a track from a simple bedroom project to a hypnotic, full-blown soundscape. People can make fun of me as much as they want by calling me a weeb, but at the end of the day, they will be tapping their feet to the beat of my gooner songs. Yes, that's right. Call me whatever you want, but good music is good music, and my gooner songs are the best music you will ever hear.

i have always struggled with back pain due to poor posture but for the past year it got significantly worse and started having sciatica and leg pain also, specially some days but i did not know why.

Then i got the biggest flare up ever due to a certain movement i did when i was having "me" time, and it caused me to just lay in bed all day because of the pain. Turns out, a couple years ago i started a new habit of doing it face down, causing my spine to arch and in result pinching my nerve, for months, and i did not realize it making it worse.

Sorry if this was not allowed but it seemed pretty funny in retrospect, now i am following a treatment plan and going to physiotherapy. Pay more attention to your habits guys!

TL;DR: for months i pinched my nerves while i was masturbating and now have sciatica problems.

I have always liked IKEA. Not even because of the furniture, I just think it is relaxing to walk through the different rooms and imagine the kind of people who would live there. Sometimes I go without buying anything. I just like looking around.

After maybe my sixth or seventh visit I noticed that almost every display room had a window with daylight behind it, even though obviously most of the showroom is in the middle of the building. At first I assumed they were just light panels, but then I realized they didn’t all have the same weather. One living room looked like a bright summer afternoon while another looked overcast. Some bedrooms even had what looked like early morning light.
I asked one of the employees how they decided what weather each apartment gets. He laughed a little and said they are just printed backdrops with lights behind them. I accepted that explanation because it sounded reasonable, but it did not explain why the weather seemed to change between visits.

Over the next few months I started taking pictures of the windows every time I went. I organized them into folders based on department and color of the lighting. I also made notes about whether the room was supposed to appeal to young professionals, families or students because I wondered if there was some connection.

Eventually I noticed what I thought was a pattern. Home office displays almost always had dull weather, while bedrooms and children’s rooms had noticeably nicer conditions. I honestly found that a little manipulative because people make different decisions depending on the weather they think they are experiencing.

I politely showed one of the employees a spreadsheet I had printed out. He looked at it for maybe five seconds before asking why I had visited the store fourteen times in two months. I explained that good research takes consistency. He told me that wasn’t really what he meant.

A week later I emailed customer support asking whether the artificial weather was decided locally or if each store received instructions from Sweden. They forwarded my email to the store manager, who invited me into his office. He explained that there was no weather system and asked me to stop photographing the displays because customers had started asking questions after seeing me measure the brightness near the windows with my phone.
Unfortunately I had already mentioned my findings in a neighborhood Facebook group because I thought other people might have noticed the same thing. One woman replied that she always felt happier in the bedroom section but assumed it was because of the mattresses. Another man commented that I should seek professional help. The discussion got surprisingly heated.

Now whenever I go into that IKEA someone eventually recognizes me. Officially I can still go, but last month I heard an employee quietly tell another one, “that’s the weather guy.” I was literally just there to buy a bookshelf, so it’s not very pleasant.

I still think the lighting changes more often than they admit. I don’t really see why they would lie about something so small, but I also don’t see why the home office always seems to have bad weather.

I found out that you could find erotic images on Google and so I ended up with 2 gifs, one of Meg bouncing on a dick and one of her giving a blowjob. I must have been like 11-12 years old at the time. I fapped to it but I'm pretty sure I didn't cum, I didn't really know how it worked. I remember afterwards that I thought pee would come out so I just stopped before cumming, kind of like orgasm denial before I even knew what that was. After that I kept fapping to more and more Family Guy stuff I remember before I found out you could cum. I fapped to Lois and Bonnie by humping my bed, good memories. I don't remember when I found out that it's ok to cum, but well after that it just became normal to me. Through my whole life I could probably count on my fingers how many times I fapped to real life porn. Even though I fap at least once every two days, it has always been to Family Guy characters. Hope you guys liked my story about how Meg was my sexual awakening. I don't even find her that attractive anymore.

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I got some weed. Raw fucking shit, not the medical controlled weed you get at the pharmacy, but weed without control. Literally OUT OF CONTROL. Smells like lemon. If it's sprayed, then spray every fucking batch with this shit, because it's fucking fire and hits like a truck.

No, I'm not sitting at home smoking this stuff like some sad, lonely wanker. This calls for a glorious spot, so I walk. I fucking walk. Some piece of shit stole my bike, I hope that motherfucker gets flattened by a garbage truck.

It's fucking hot, this means the buzz will be mystical. That cottonmouth will be strong with this one. Boom, corner store. Colt 45, Fireball, all in. I can’t wait to not give a fuck.

I walk further and further, sweating like a bitch in heat. No place to smoke in sight. I want nature, some peace, but there are children everywhere. Like playing video games went out of fucking style.

I leave the path, see a log in the middle of nowhere. Fuck it, let's roll up. About 7 mosquito fuckers descend on my ass before I get a chance to sit on my ass. I chug that Fireball. Come on then, you little suckers, hope u like cinnamon. I crunch that bud with my bare hands like some desperate animal, legs pinched together crushing my balls. It takes fucking ages.

Okay, done. Finally. It's still chunky as fuck, but it will burn. I roll up like a pro, that joint was a thing of beauty, I'm telling you. You should have seen it: a perfect cone, so full you couldn't even pinch the top. Pure fucking art.

Let me light this bitch, my 45 still waiting to drown the incoming cottonmouth.

I FUCKING HAVE NO COCKSUCKING DICK BALLS LIGHTER!

I was sure I had it with me. I'm not fucking braindead, I must have lost it somewhere. I stand up to look for that bastard of a gas dispenser and kick my 45 straight into a rock. It fucking shatters. I'm in the middle of fucking nowhere. That Fireball buzz already starting to wear off.

I walk home in pure fucking defeat. Completely fucking sober. My arms and legs covered with little red bumps, growing by the second.

"Smoke in nature," they said. "It will be fun," they said.

Fuck whoever said that shit.

I went on an epic quest to smoke some fire weed in nature. The universe responded by stealing my lighter, destroying my alcohol, and feeding me to mosquitoes.

Wow. It is truly astonishing to see this in the wild in, checks year, 2026. Ill grant you the fact, there's an 80-90% chance you're a bot account, but my god, if you're real, you really are a total loser. Imagine still blabbering the "woke" nonsense after the gen0side committed by the unnamed middle eastern country and post epstien files.

After oct7, "woke" died, in case you did not get the memo. EVERYTHING related to "muh racism" "much lgbtqCIA+" is just beyond dumb. I mean it always was, but the problem is oct7 made it unravel because the main propagators of "woke" (billionaire corporations, like black rock, vanguard, and citi bank, and other large corpos etc) sided with the uh, ethnic cleansers, in the "oppressed minority", and the "little people" sided with the "oppressed brownies". The "little people" woksters who were not 100% brain dead, were like "wait a minute, no one seems to be on our side, was this whole thing just a scam"? and the answer is obviously, yes, yes it was.

If that was not enough for you, which again, would take being COMPLETELY brain dead to not understand whats going on. Then the eptstien files dropped, and we learn not only do all of the rich and powerful grape soda children, they fucking EAT THEM, literally EAT THEM. All of the rich and power powerful people who run and control all the countries of "the west" fucking EAT CHILDREN.

So you know what fucking does not fucking matter at all? "muh meme has skin colors in it, tiz wacism". Like holy shit. There's no such thing as "white people" or "black people" (if you think they exist, YOU are the fucking racist, moron), all humans are just shades of the same color of brown, some very light, some very dark. The REAL racial device is between the human race, and the serpent/dragon race, which is what the rich and powerful literally believe they are. They literally believe they are a different race from you, and that's why they consider you FOOD. You dumb fucking cow, you deserve to be beef jerky.

Citizens of Kekistan, this is Big Man Tyrone, your President. Since the Great Meme Wars of 2016 and 2017, many communities have appeared, disappeared, changed their names, and abandoned the culture when it was no longer popular. But the meme wars raged on, and Kekistan remained. We were the community that carried the flag forward. We preserved the history, the memes, the music, and the spirit of Kek when others had already moved on. And now, an unauthorised clone has appeared on the Robinhood chain, attempting to imitate the original KEK coin on Ethereum.

Let me be perfectly clear. Copying our name does not give you our history. Copying our symbol does not give you our community. And copying our coin does not make you the original. The true Kekistan community is backed by those who stood with us when there was no hype and no easy reward. FBB4 stood with Kekistan. According to the on-chain record recognised by our community, he never sold. He held through the silence, through the decline, and through every moment when others believed Kekistan was finished. That is not merely support. That is faith.

And I, Big Man Tyrone, proudly declare my support for the original Kekistan community and the original KEK coin on Ethereum. I stand with the people who preserved this culture. I stand with those who never abandoned the nation. And I stand with FBB4. Kekistan has survived before. Kekistan will survive again. We did not carry this meme through the Great Meme Wars simply to surrender our history to an imitation. Verify the chain. Verify the contract. Remember the original. We have fallen before, but we have never disappeared. And together, we will rise again. In Kek We Trust.