You have to guess now.
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You learnt how to suck your own balls?
I'm close enough to achieve that.
Dude, I can't believe that!
Jackdaws love my big sphinx of quartz.
How come the text is the yellow window is black and the one in the comments is white? That's something to think about.
That really is a something.
It's because black font can't be seen at night.
oh what, the screen of my laptop disagrees
Yes, you make some sense now.
This is not a drill. This is a post.
just die in a fire or something
you still browse this sitelol
from time to time yes what
I miss the old times! No wait, I don't.
Why are we on the net when we can do nothing outside.
Question of my life
a bored nG post?
You have a pet bird name Franky.
You're still there
I sold Tom Fulp to Arabs
what a great deal
THEY PAYED WITH HUMUS DIDN'T THEY
THOSE CHEAP MOTHERFUCKING ARABS
I have sold you for opium, you're just not aware of it yet.
In my life I have 3 regrets:
1) Not getting aids
2) Not getting laid with a fat hermaphrodite
3) Commenting on Newgrounds
I can help you with the first two, the third is already too late, I'm afraid.
MAKES me wonder...!
Game over. We have guessed it right.
Fuck Bahamut's party in my profile. The party is now here.
That is all.
Just let everyone know the alcohol here isn't free
You have no control over this profile Gregoryboy.
We will be right outside the information booth at the center of the main concourse with that clock on top. Everyone who lives in the area should be able to get there without any problem. For those who don't know how to get to Grand Central from Bryant Park, cross the street to the north side and walk east until you hit the terminal entrance at 42nd Street and Vanderbilt Avenue (you can also enter from Park Avenue if you're coming from that direction, but I don't think most people are). There should be numerous signs directing you to the main concourse, and once you're there, again, head towards the information booth and look for us. We shouldn't be very difficult to find.
oh i see what this is about
It's all about commenting.
Don't need "control" over anything, EKRboy (WTF?).
Just saying... GTFO of my profile. Party's here now 'sall.
And... apparently, also time to pony up for some drinks. :::gives iamnone a $20::: MOAR VODKA, plox.
I changed my mind. Go back to spamming the shit out of my newspost as per usual.
MPD enough for you?
Oh, hey there, iamnone. o_o
Actually, I'm not.
HOW BOUT YOU, ARE YOU FAT? MAN I KNEW IT GO AWAY FATTY
As fat as an African that didn't eat for weeks.
lol@HErE HaVE A PIEcE OF MY ALREADY USED AND 3 DAYS OLD PiE THANKsm. See what I did there?
Sounds like poop.
Dude you just said you didn't eat four Africans and feel weak, what
Leave the logical thinking for the real world.
That's when I have stopped taking the online world seriously.
You can't possibly be serious about that
1706, "register of deaths," from M.L. obituarius "a record of the death of a person," lit. "pertaining to death," from L. obitus "departure, a going to meet, encounter" (a euphemism for "death"), from stem of obire "go to meet" (as in mortem obire "meet death"), from ob "to, toward" + ire "go." Meaning "record or announcement of a death, esp. in a newspaper, and including a brief biographical sketch" is from 1738. A similar euphemism is in O.E. cognate forðfaran "to die," lit. "to go forth."
Both of you need to STFU, *I'm* the fat one, bitches.
Also: "37 comments"... fuck that shit. :::posts #38:::
oh hello there
Evacuate the intestines.
I have a feeling you're not taking this seriously.
We think alike.
You talk alike. Sometimes you even fuck alike.
</new theme song for the Patty Duke show>
I'm a girl though.
You're the kind of mofo we don't see everyday.
I take that as a positive reaction to my recent partial activity on the interwebs
You took the words out of my mouth.
Ummm that didn't make any sense. Oh well.
We don't make much sense most of the time anyway, so it's business as usual.
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