Capitulation in progress.
NEVER FORGET.
Careful,
astute readers will note: he with the power to destroy a thing, controls that thing... and if they're particularly well read, one will wonder what color my eyes really are.
Because after all... N****** only a color on the Pantone Proprietary Banned Colored Words list. Hey, how many of you know about Squant? Yes, it's a color. Also, puce? Yes that's a color.
Now, of course green is a color, as in green with heavy but that's not what we're talking about here because none of you are envious.
What you are if you're reading this is chartreuse. Over at EllGab? They're royal purple. This is it, this is all the marbles: color coding wars.
Now, Greenford I can't keep these idiots busy all that long. I mean, they love battle, and they love colors, and they are one dimensional moronic thinkers, but they will eventually notice that I've been playing them this entire time. And one of the smart ones, probably one of the ones who likes me, will eventually ask the resident question... “What the f*** is actually going on here?”
Look, I can't stop people from answering the question. I can, however make it extraordinarily obvious to anyone who cares enough to read the very best—, that would be me, in case you were remembering all the wonderful posters here, I'm still the best out of them all mostly cuz I'm still here, so suck it, Dolphin Boy—And for the time being I'm not really allowed to lie about what's happening.
This is only because I can barely keep a straight face from holding the laughter, cuz none of you have any clue what the hell's going on, but that's fine. Prefer it that way.
However, that will not last forever. There's about 14 and a half days left on one timer maybe 21 days, and then there's two weeks on another timer, and then there's about half a month on one hand and then a fortnight on the other, and after that... Remember at the end of the loss where they pull the cork out of the fountain and it doesn't seem like it's a big deal but the whole world shakes?
I AM A BIGGER CORK. AND I'VE ALREADY BEEN PULLED TO THE MOON AND BACK, BABY SAMUS, TIME TO MAKE A RUN FOR YOUR SHIP.
THE BABIES ARE GOING TO START SNEEZING WITH THE WHOOPING COUGH SOON. HARMLESS TO NATIVES: VERY NASTY RASH FOR EVERYONE ELSE.
GIRLFRIEND NOT INCLUDED. LOOK, THIS IS ANOTHER THREAT, IF YOU WANT TO ASSUME THAT I CAN STOP A GENETIC BIO WEAPON FROM REMOVING ALL THE ALIENS FROM THE SURFACE OF THE EARTH....
A PERSON WOULD HAVE TO BE PRETTY INSANE TO ASSUME THAT I CAN DO THAT KIND OF THING THOUGH. ANYWAY, WHATEVER SEE YOU LATER. WELL THANK GOD THERE'S A GABCAST. MY LIFE IS COMPLETE NOW..
Maybe I'll actually listen to this one. Kudos. Oh, damn I forgot I don't have any s*** paper in the house Now I got to publish this and then leave to get s*** paper.
Well damn I guess I'll have to leave my phone here too. Sigh. Only a little faith,... I will stay here in standard my whole life might be disappearing right from underneath me.
Oh, but wait: I'll just order this stupid bald eagle to drive around in circles around my house for a while. It won't mind, as long as I talk to the head eagle Spirit and ask permission to enslave his children as my chattel slaves. That's how it works right? Because this is my... World?
Yeah I know it's nuts. Peace.
