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>>1047
Yes, your father rigasaurus loves you he is watching you now!
>>1047
So does he love you or does he love food?
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Are you Propane or Antipane?Edit
>>540
No PROpane no pro gain!
Ego pro panem ita.
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What is everyone so afraid of?? Ghosts are not even real.10 replies (and 2 file replies) omitted. Click here to view. (Bump Limit: 250)
>>1051
i wish u were fucking dead lol
>>1051
What are your goals?
>>1055
why would you ask? we where told not to use the "w" word, lest something happens.
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>>1054
Aw fuck you man
>>1055
Everyone knows that every irish person is secretly super rich basically. If you catch one you can make them give up their gold, or they can use their horrid proto-Iberian shaman powers to grant wishes. Fewer know that if you do neither their powers --including the gold-- are drained and they become vulnerable. Their blasphemous thaumaturgy returns to the earth and bolsters the Transient Order of Occulted Thatcherism and other powers of righteousness. The gold also returns to the local economy where it turns into good posts. That's why I did all of this. He's stopped smelling like Guinensses and pastrami so his powers are probably used up. Too bad I'm dead now and can't finish him off. Thanks for that you goddamn assholes.
>>1056
I am not afraid I have gatorgang protecting me.
>>1057
Wait are you a leprechaun?
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If you question remains unheard; Would you whisper to the Worms?
>>1044
the terms are long, the price is steep. would it be worth the secrets they keep?
And should they start to writhe and twist, would you search for their Eucharist?
>>1044
Some things are too good for the worms. What is in it for me OP?
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>>479
Because OP is physicist
>>479
Chicken was in the breadpan, picking out dough.
sphere is holy, spehere is good. do not talk of cubes for they are forbidden.
>>673
chicken needs slim down for summer.
>>1041
do not speak of such blasphemy, he must be round for it is ordained
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Paul clenched his left hand into a fist as the burning sensation increased in the other hand. It mounted slowly: heat upon heat upon heat ... upon heat. He felt the fingernails of his free hand biting the palm. He tried to flex the fingers of the burning hand, but couldn't move them. "It burns," he whispered. "Silence!" Pain throbbed up his arm. Sweat stood out on his forehead. Every fiber cried out to withdraw the hand from that burning pit ... but ... the gom jabbar. Without turning his head, he tried to move his eyes to see that terrible needle poised beside his neck. He sensed that he was breathing in gasps, tried to slow his breaths and couldn't. Pain! His world emptied of everything except that hand immersed in agony, the ancient face inches away staring at him. His lips were so dry he had difficulty separating them. The burning! The burning! He thought he could feel skin curling black on that agonized hand, the flesh crisping and dropping away until only charred bones remained. It stopped! As though a switch had been turned off, the pain stopped. Paul felt his right arm trembling, felt sweat bathing his body.
beware!
the gator of truth, for he bites the hand of liars. for how is one to detect melon addicts? an investi-gator? wrong. they are only good for investing finances.
smoothe glide easy slime ANGERED ALL THE TIME by mimes and limes that love to be bribed
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DUMMY DUST
VIRGIN EARS 2028
ANONYMOUS
Round and round the rainbow beckons
harken to the call? we reckon!
slangalangoranguntangled
reptillian humanoids, star spangled
big man say so; no more here, tho
billy's got it ear to ear, so
no where journey what I's thinking
calling out: my heart is sinking
then again, where's wayward wesley?
hell's a poppin, hot and messy
planar origami got'em
pale and thin and at the bottom
sort of for a second saw it
can't describe just what to call it
damn sure half the country's on it
rubber bones and fractal vomit
star dust, puzzle dust, dummy dust
first one's free
puzzle dust, star dust, dummy dust
taste and see
star dust, puzzle dust, dummy dust
come with me
puzzle dust, star dust, dummy dust
1,2,3
Oh
out on the road ways razzle dazzle
sparkling keys to gemstone castles
"maybe sunday?" said bojangles
asked around- he's got the angles
he was outrage: dubs and pretense
jocular jesting and angular nonsense
has all of the answers but doesn't make much sense
with binary art prints and nag champa incense
gazing at dandelions just how she'd reasoned
a lot or a little was hardly a treason
he waited sedated for six thousand seasons
no one was writing, the bumblebees freezing
guess nobody warned them, perhaps, of the gravity
the gravy of angels gave my brain a cavity
looking for heaven between the calamity
i know that i failed you, & know you're still mad at me
star dust, puzzle dust, dummy dust
first one's free
puzzle dust, star dust, dummy dust
taste and see
star dust, puzzle dust, dummy dust
come with me
puzzle dust, star dust, dummy dust
1,2,3..
nobody nowhere never meant nothing to
nobody nowhere never meant nothing to
nobody nowhere never meant nothing to
to me, to me!
nobody nowhere never meant nothing to
nobody nowhere never meant nothing to
nobody nowhere never meant nothing to
to me, to me!
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Very interesting poem, is it original? The only information I can find looking for it is that it was posted to guro and then tinychan after it was posted here, all within 8 minutes. Those other two versions use the line "jocular jesting and magnanimous nonsense," and the tinychan version was a reply in an unrelated thread instead of a thread on its own and had no image. the guro version had this pic. Nobody replied to it anywhere, which is a crying shame because it's very cool.
