sosteneshion wrote:

Status: Just went to the bathroom to shit

Achromalia wrote:

h

alfalfalfa wrote:

Achromalia wrote:

h

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Achromalia wrote:

We lost the signal, captain.

Penguin wrote:

nice legs

Achromalia wrote:

also, waking up to porn would probably be mildly amusing but nothing more.

Penguin wrote:

I RESPECTFULLY DISAGREE

Achromalia wrote:

HOW THE FUCK DO YOU FIT ON THIS TINY ASS COUCH?

oh wait you could be on the floor

Penguin wrote:

TRY AND GET SOME SLEEP IF POSSIBLE

SPEAKING OF WHICH, MY SLEEP SCHEDULE IS FUCKED AGAIN, DAMNIT

Achromalia wrote:

nonoNOnonONoNONO


s l e e p


okay fine im not much better, i stay up at like 4 or 5 AM, but...

Penguin wrote:

I love lego star wars; that's my shit

Westonini wrote:

...and for that reason, I'm out. *BUM BUM* *camera zoom in to sweaty-ass face*

Penguin wrote:

banned for having a trashy ass

Westonini wrote:

What if you quoted Serraionga?

Serraionga wrote:

Now, this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I'd like to take a minute
Just sit right there
I'll tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel Air

In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground was where I spent most of my days
Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool
And all shootin some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys
Who were up to no good
Startin making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared
And said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'

I begged and pleaded with her day after day
But she packed my suitcase and send me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket.
I put my walkman on and said, 'I might as well kick it'.

First class, yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glass.
Is this what the people of Bel-Air Living like?
Hmmmmm this might be alright.

But wait I hear there're prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place that they should send this cool cat?
I don't think so
I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-Air

Well, the plane landed and when I came out
There was a dude who looked like a cop standing there with my name out
I ain't trying to get arrested yet
I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning, disappeared

I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say that this cab was rare
But I thought 'Nah forget it' - 'Yo homes to Bel Air'

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later'
I looked at my kingdom
I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

Penguin wrote:

noot

Achromalia wrote:

Your shitpost is made out of fucking nescience.

Penguin wrote:

s

thenerdkid351 wrote:

what the heck

Penguin wrote:

anime elitist

charamaru wrote:

come on, big money, no whammies....

Achromalia wrote:

&

juesus wrote:

Ekis de

Achromalia wrote:

i've die... again?

Penguin wrote:

I love it when you steal my necro points

Achromalia wrote:

the big die

Westonini wrote:

I once drank a whole gallon of milk in a day and I could feel my bones expand. At first I thought I was just full from the milk, but my skin started to form stretch marks and I was visibly wider. I didn't know what was happening but I had an uncontrollable urge to drink more milk. I drove into the nearest gas station and literally ripped the door off the rifrigerated section containing the milk.

I started chugging gallon after gallon of milk standing right there in the store, my skin ripping at the seams. The cashier ran over to stop me but I swatted him aside and in one clean blow he landed across the room, shattering every bone in his pathetic meat suit. There was nothing left of him but a wet bloody puddle deprived of structure. I never thought I had it in me to kill but by now I had ascended beyond petty morality.

As I finished my eighth gallon it felt as though my stomach would rupture. My ribs broke out of my chest like a baby xxenomorph. My finger bones had grown through my hands a white nub could be seen protruding from my nose. My face was so stretched over my now massive skull I looked like Jenny McCarthy. My biceps and muscles were hard and calcified. My boner now had a bone.

I finished my twelfth gallon and began screaming and flexing, my skin tearing around my robust skeletal frame. With one final push I shed my meat chrysalis. I was free.

I didn't even use the door I simply walked out the wall of the gas station. Mortar and stone yielded to my mighty calcium. The cops were already there. In terror they began firing at me but even lead is no match for calcium. I walked straight toward one, reached down his throat and pulled his skeleton from his flesh sheath. With his bone I assembled a mighty claymore sword. With a single swing I cleaved the Earth in twain and descended into the inky black. Here I wait until the time I'm called into service for the great skellington war.

Penguin wrote:

You're under arrest for being in a bad mood.

Achromalia wrote:

Am I seriously this bad?

keremal wrote:

dragon turtles dance apparently.
science, moving forward one step at a time. or back. or two hops this time.

Penguin wrote:

Something penguin related

Achromalia wrote:

aAAAaAaAaaaaaAaAAaAAaAAAaaAAA

Penguin wrote:

I once peek into my neighbor while he's showering

Meah wrote:

You can call me God now

Meah wrote:

Penguin wrote:

I once peek into my neighbor while he's showering

sosteneshion wrote:

AYAYA

Penguin wrote:

Philippines best country

Meah wrote:

Philippines suckxxes!!

Achromalia wrote:

im dumb i didn't read the rules

Penguin wrote:

i have 3 eggs the left the middle and the right

Meah wrote:

make america great again

charamaru wrote:

dab