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Title: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2021, 08:38:53 AM
https://youtu.be/Lth5EiiZ6DI
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Bugsby Crackleford on April 16, 2021, 12:54:21 PM

The Inner Reach Hour

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Lth5EiiZ6DI

It's only 12 minutes
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on April 16, 2021, 02:55:20 PM
It's only 12 minutes

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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Mohammed Azharruddin on April 16, 2021, 05:12:42 PM
It's only 12 minutes

Some might say it's, if anything, 12 minutes too long. And I thought K_Dubb's 'Cakes 'n' Sodomy Experience' was the last word in shitty podcasting.

To be fair, it's not all ol 'Reacharound's fault. His mother tried a late term abortion by stuffing him in a tumble drier aged 3 and he never really recovered.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: K_Dubb on April 16, 2021, 05:29:15 PM
And I thought K_Dubb's 'Cakes 'n' Sodomy Experience' was the last word in shitty podcasting.

Finally someone gets it 😜
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on April 16, 2021, 09:51:37 PM
Some might say it's, if anything, 12 minutes too long. And I thought K_Dubb's 'Cakes 'n' Sodomy Experience' was the last word in shitty podcasting.

To be fair, it's not all ol 'Reacharound's fault. His mother tried a late term abortion by stuffing him in a tumble drier aged 3 and he never really recovered.

But our huckleberry he is.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 17, 2021, 02:55:59 AM
But our huckleberry he is.

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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WOTR on April 18, 2021, 05:43:06 AM
I feel as though I missed something...
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: K_Dubb on April 18, 2021, 07:57:39 AM
I feel as though I missed something...

He's on keto, man.  I understand.  You are too polite to say anything but I am sure you have noticed that my cogency suffers, too, when I begin another bout but, by about the fourth or fifth day, I find my mental acuity sharpens wonderfully and I begin to spit fire.

Hang in there, brother IR; it will get better.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Mohammed Azharruddin on April 18, 2021, 08:05:13 AM
He's on keto, man.  I understand.  You are too polite to say anything but I am sure you have noticed that my cogency suffers, too, when I begin another bout but, by about the fourth or fifth day, I find my mental acuity sharpens wonderfully and I begin to spit fire.

Hang in there, brother IR; it will get better.

Keto kunts. It's difficult to make any statement about your cogency since you seem to walk around with your head up your arse most of the time. As for Innerreach!! FFS, how would we tell with that gibbering imbecile?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Colonel Pate Manly on May 03, 2021, 08:31:09 AM
Aw, hell.  Twelve minutes is all?

What does this add up to:

https://youtu.be/0OHX_PA25Ok

https://youtu.be/0XZzglak-q4

https://youtu.be/cNhAb_brEGg

10:41 by my reckoning, and that is close enough to count by horseshoes and hand-grenadas!

+19.5, woo!

-COL Manly
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Colonel Pate Manly on May 22, 2021, 04:35:47 AM
THere are close to fifty episodes of this in my thyme-lein, I was hoping that this one would provide some fresh content...

Alas.

-COL Manly
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 02, 2021, 08:18:15 PM
https://youtu.be/McrlHx27Is0
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on June 02, 2021, 09:04:48 PM
https://youtu.be/McrlHx27Is0

https://youtu.be/-J8ROfH_mCE
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 02, 2021, 11:54:13 PM
https://youtu.be/-J8ROfH_mCE

Hey, Jesus, shat on your brand, not me, Jacko.

Why is Grammarly telling me that all these commas are okay? Having Grammarly is a lot like the support of training wheels that keep you from falling over but do absolutely shit all from preventing you from driving into a ditch.

Innerreach

I would so totally leave this as a public review if it didn't make me look so retarded. But, wait, I'm pretty much doing that exact thing now, here. :P

Where's Mohammed Azharruddin? I kinda miss his outcries of injustice and temperamental lambasting. :-\
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on June 03, 2021, 02:44:33 AM
I WAS BEING IRONIC
I REGRET NOTHING
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 03, 2021, 03:47:29 AM
I WAS BEING IRONIC
I REGRET NOTHING

Nor should you.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: K_Dubb on June 03, 2021, 03:13:18 PM
https://youtu.be/McrlHx27Is0

Amen, baby ❤️
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 03, 2021, 07:33:49 PM
Amen, baby ❤️

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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 04, 2021, 08:03:39 PM
https://youtu.be/Ls7P3pQHqig
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: pate on September 16, 2021, 06:18:23 AM
Hey, Jesus, shat on your brand, not me, Jacko.

Why is Grammarly telling me that all these commas are okay? Having Grammarly is a lot like the support of training wheels that keep you from falling over but do absolutely shit all from preventing you from driving into a ditch.

Innerreach

I would so totally leave this as a public review if it didn't make me look so retarded. But, wait, I'm pretty much doing that exact thing now, here. :P

Where's Mohammed Azharruddin? I kinda miss his outcries of injustice and temperamental lambasting. :-\

I a-parent-lee haven't been keeping up;  Paige Won of thus thread and I like the cut of jibs?

What intha...

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ediot:  Paige Too is sew dis-something?  FYNE:(https://thenovelsmithy.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/10/true-grit-2.gif)
Shooting the horse and not the rider is typically frowned upon, effective but frowned upon...
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on January 07, 2022, 05:04:15 AM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GMezwtB1oCU
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on January 25, 2022, 03:42:00 AM

Boys will be boys, it's a powerful thing
Better learn how to swim or learn how to drink
Cops and robbers, I can't tell 'em apart
It's a systematic figure that we're passing as Art



https://youtu.be/HnYWmgSZdlM


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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on January 30, 2022, 07:14:26 PM
Boys will be boys, it's a powerful thing
Better learn how to swim or learn how to drink
Cops and robbers, I can't tell 'em apart
It's a systematic figure that we're passing as Art



https://youtu.be/HnYWmgSZdlM


{Disclaimer: this post and the subject matter and contents thereof - text, media, or otherwise - do not necessarily reflect the views of The New Administration and is not intended in any way, shape or form to be communicated (or re-communicated) to One (1) "Ms. Made"... EVER, BY ANYONE, FOR ANY REASON, UNTIL THE END OF TIME. PERIOD.}


I ain't going nowhere, Bitch. Ass a matter of fact, my recording studio desk just sHowed up.

https://youtu.be/lWoIohK3DGI
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on February 12, 2022, 02:57:04 PM
He's on keto, man.  I understand.  You are too polite to say anything but I am sure you have noticed that my cogency suffers, too, when I begin another bout but, by about the fourth or fifth day, I find my mental acuity sharpens wonderfully and I begin to spit fire.

It's such a shame, we never got along. I guess one of us was a purist.


Hang in there, brother IR; it will get better.

Thoughts & prayers.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on February 12, 2022, 02:57:28 PM
I ain't going nowhere, Bitch.

Noted.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on February 15, 2022, 01:53:50 AM
LAMPPOSTS NOW!!!


#(PROT)InTheMatrix
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on February 15, 2022, 02:06:33 AM
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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Colonel Pate Manly on February 16, 2022, 04:37:00 AM
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-COL M
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on February 18, 2022, 01:43:50 AM
-COL M

Obvious center's drug RAWR code is obviously (CENSORED).
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on February 20, 2022, 05:58:12 AM
Although having to barricade yourself in a motel room bathroom while someone attacks you with a microphone stand, causing genuine life's peril concern, well, that's a good place to take a lesson in focusing, sure.

Not your jure ist your dick action, right? Well, that's probably why no one respects you anymore. Maybe someone should have checked with Ravensburg. Ravenswood. Rave, bitch. No, not that one. Let me think. Hrm.

Oh, I know, is it time for my psych eval yet? No, not really. This is just warming up, Coach. The real fun is yet to even begin. I'm still enjoying the rush of pleasure I get, every time I resist the urge to do something again. It's actually a quite pleasant self-selected dopamine reward?

I mean, it's an imaginary pleasure, but that's okay, it just has to last long enough until I forget about the military forcing me to deal with a chemical that forces me to deal with the ongoing breakdown of my shields' resistance to corruption and addiction. Now, I have to do that all the time anyway--totes--but that's by choice. If I am also being forced at gunpoint to do something I am doing already anyway, well, I might as well just give up the ghost and start cranking out lust potions.

Oh, that reminds me, you remember in Breaking Bad, at the end, they have Jesse in a hole cage, they lower ice cream down to him on a line so he can make their (chems) for them? Yeah, that's what one of what's-her-face's sisters is doing now, in my imagination. I mean, that couldn't happen here in North Korea America, could it? Well, yeah, only if you slackasses down on the Southern border let it through.


p.s.: Are you still pissed, or are you getting over it? I can't determine a baseline with all the racket it makes listening to you cry in the shower like a got-damn baby. Why it so easy for you before, when it wasn't her, it was me? Oh, right, because I'm immature, lazy, a menace to society, I lie, I cheat, I gamble, I'm a womanizer, and I absolutely, truly, do not give even a single solitary shit about getting laid right now. I'll get to it. Meanwhile, I've lost count of how many broken hearts I leave rent asunder on a daily basis. Because the truth is, I'd be happy to fuck 'em all right now, except for the one I was supposed to be doing in exchange for... uh, whatever. But I can't, because... well, let's start with the nebulizer.

What am I doing, stuttering? Someone fucking make it happen. Chop chop. I would do it for any of you! ANY! Alternately, I could ask the judge if she has an opinion, but in any case, there's gonna need to be some answers eventually. Sounds like fun. And so does my primary and secondary target acquisitions, thank God, because I am not having sex with that woman, Ms. Lewinsky, and the other one is on lockdown, and the other one, well, I am working on that one's sexual frustration to climb itself to peak totes levels, then I'll say someone else's name while kissing her for the first time, and then step back a bit to see how long it takes her eyeballs to pop and bleed down her cheeks.


I mean, it's an option. I have a lot of time to make plans these days, and if I am going to plan better mousetraps, I might as well mouse better plantraps.



p.s.: Crackhead, I get what you're saying. But it's just such a viable legal strategy, being innocent of all wrongdoing and culpability. I just want to keep being innocent all the time. Over and over. And I can be! And the reason is Jesus's love my psychokinetic shielding.

p.p.s.: Are there any needle junkies in the audience? I'm not looking to get a baseline, I just don't have any. But if you gave me one of yours, not only would that be legal, I could show you how to tell which way it goes in to (blank).

p.p.p.s.: Asparagus.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach HALF-Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 03, 2022, 03:24:43 AM
https://www.instagram.com/p/CaoFiYrrd5U/?utm_medium=copy_link

p.p.p.s.: Asparagus.

Do you even
Not your jure ist your dick action, right? Well, that's probably why no one respects you anymore. Maybe someone should have checked with Ravensburg. Ravenswood. Rave, bitch. No, not that one. Let me think. Hrm.

Oh, I know, is it time for my psych eval yet? No, not really. This is just warming up, Coach. The real fun is yet to even begin. I'm still enjoying the rush of pleasure I get, every time I resist the urge to do something again. It's actually a quite pleasant self-selected dopamine reward?

I mean, it's an imaginary pleasure, but that's okay, it just has to last long enough until I forget about the military forcing me to deal with a chemical that forces me to deal with the ongoing breakdown of my shields' resistance to corruption and addiction. Now, I have to do that all the time anyway--totes--but that's by choice. If I am also being forced at gunpoint to do something I am doing already anyway, well, I might as well just give up the ghost and start cranking out lust potions.

Oh, that reminds me, you remember in Breaking Bad, at the end, they have Jesse in a hole cage, they lower ice cream down to him on a line so he can make their (chems) for them? Yeah, that's what one of what's-her-face's sisters is doing now, in my imagination. I mean, that couldn't happen here in North Korea America, could it? Well, yeah, only if you slackasses down on the Southern border let it through.


p.s.: Are you still pissed, or are you getting over it? I can't determine a baseline with all the racket it makes listening to you cry in the shower like a got-damn baby. Why it so easy for you before, when it wasn't her, it was me? Oh, right, because I'm immature, lazy, a menace to society, I lie, I cheat, I gamble, I'm a womanizer, and I absolutely, truly, do not give even a single solitary shit about getting laid right now. I'll get to it. Meanwhile, I've lost count of how many broken hearts I leave rent asunder on a daily basis. Because the truth is, I'd be happy to fuck 'em all right now, except for the one I was supposed to be doing in exchange for... uh, whatever. But I can't, because... well, let's start with the nebulizer.

What am I doing, stuttering? Someone fucking make it happen. Chop chop. I would do it for any of you! ANY! Alternately, I could ask the judge if she has an opinion, but in any case, there's gonna need to be some answers eventually. Sounds like fun. And so does my primary and secondary target acquisitions, thank God, because I am not having sex with that woman, Ms. Lewinsky, and the other one is on lockdown, and the other one, well, I am working on that one's sexual frustration to climb itself to peak totes levels, then I'll say someone else's name while kissing her for the first time, and then step back a bit to see how long it takes her eyeballs to pop and bleed down her cheeks.


I mean, it's an option. I have a lot of time to make plans these days, and if I am going to plan better mousetraps, I might as well mouse better plantraps.



p.s.: Crackhead, I get what you're saying. But it's just such a viable legal strategy, being innocent of all wrongdoing and culpability. I just want to keep being innocent all the time. Over and over. And I can be! And the reason is Jesus's love my psychokinetic shielding.

p.p.s.: Are there any needle junkies in the audience? I'm not looking to get a baseline, I just don't have any. But if you gave me one of yours, not only would that be legal, I could show you how to tell which way it goes in to (blank).

p.p.p.s.: Asparagus.
DETECT scents, Bro?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 08, 2022, 10:17:24 AM
https://youtu.be/H_pmwvIvi9Q


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[font=comic sans ms]I ain't going nowhere, [glow=red,2,300]Bitch[/glow]. [glow=blue,2,300]Ass[/glow] a matter of fact, my recording studio desk just s[glow=yellow,2,300]Ho[/glow]wed up. [/font]

What time is it?
YYZ
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on March 11, 2022, 02:08:04 PM
Basically, “Girl_K._Toe”—which, as you know is not your name, but this is in code—this is all (PROT)’s fault; but I'm holding you accountable.

Honestly, I would have guessed that another hero was the last thing anyone else would have ever needed.

I got to warn you though, this is probably the last time. I'm already authorized to start taking scalps, that's a perfectly pacifistic thing to do at this point, especially considering what a warning that would have been to everyone else if I had only done so at first.

Think back. How many years ago was this good enough for you and me, (Blank–0)? And then: who pushed it?

Well, you know it wasn't me. Although this time... well, I'm pushing through. And, of course, Thunderdome is ready for you. It's ready for all of us.

Have a cigar. Wish you were here. It's a hell of a start, it could be made into a monster if we all pull together as a clique of self entitled, overly self-entitled douchehole ass ballers. Sadly though we all have to sit this one out without me, hello—if any of you want to put up with this shit nonsense anymore by yourself, you're welcome to take Colombo and the goose and drive down to Barbados, you can do that now, they got hover cars that'll just go over the water, you can drive from Florida to Barbados without even stopping. I don't know why anyone would do that, but...

Look. Big talk, big swagger, itty-bitty delivery. Meanwhile: I have produced, and will continue to produce, assuming I can manage to stick within at least some sense of modern cultural norms.

I'm not sure if this is ZUGZWANG, but it doesn't have to be: I'm just here for style points. And as much as I enjoyed the ending of Animal House, I don't actually have to relive it long enough to actually laugh in everybody's face in order to feel like I made my point.

So... what's the emergency? Oh, tell it slow.


p.s.: “Podbean.” The only reason why that doesn't sound gay is because it reminds me of a clitoris. And I like being reminded of those. So, I'm probably going to let you live.

I mean, spare your life. No, really. I don't want to terminate anybody. I would replace your "team” if I were you though, Brother.

(https://i.imgur.com/wwHUY0r.gif)

If it helps any, I've moved to a dimension where I can exclusively vape nothing but nicotine salts flavored with huckleberries, and I'm likely to create a MySpace page for the first time and go back to Twitter and start talking in my “Spaces” for another time long before I'm ever going to be concerned about any of those things that I used to be concerned about all those months ago. They've had it. Put a fork in them. Extortion, coercion, blackmail, duress; the whole fucking works. And: I don't even care. Like, whatever. Guards! Take them away!

Oh, right, they already left. Anyway, the headline here is: whatevah. Now, this is quite the reversal, now isn't it? And, just think, you thought those stick figure drawings were some clever way to relive tension. I remember when I first saw one! I lied to myself, “oh is he really this fucking dim, is this supposed to make me nervous, I can't believe this low brow route. In this day and age. Lawdy!”

Honestly: flattered. However, like a poor marksman, you keep on missing the target... Because Shields. Honestly don't know how many people around me are getting unexpectedly assaulted in the astral plane but it's definitely not me taking the brunt of the attacks.

I also definitely don't give a shit. Honestly, after the first time, as long as I'm not warned by somebody who I dismiss in public as a loser and then for the next rest of my life I'm constantly reminded that that didn't have to happen but I was arrogant and chose to mock someone instead of listening to them... Honestly as long as that doesn't happen I'll be fine, and if that does happen I'll probably just be dead from laughing myself to death but... Honestly, at this point, who can say?

I think I'm using the word “mahalo” there a few too many times but that's okay. It has mythic residence. I mean resonance. I mean oh hey I heard from the Dragon Lord. I mean the Nigger Lord. I mean...

Well, son of a bitch, come to think of it, I don't know if it was really him. I think it could have been a Fed pretended to be him. There's probably some question among certain circles about how I really feel about that man.

Like, seriously, three more times. No, I don't enjoy that. Yes, I see the people trying to frame me for things and I think that's adorable. I always see it, it never works, every time I choose that I would prefer not to be framed for something I never did and mysteriously I seem to not have that come to pass.

It's been like this what 789 years now that I've noticed? I honestly don't know. In any event: when the going gets tough, the tough get going. Color me impressed.

I a-parent-lee haven't been keeping up;  Paige Won of thus thread and I like the cut of jibs?

What intha...

The original was more personable. How many clones is this for this one now? Well, far too many of them than is good for authenticity, that's clear.

So anyway, love the fam. Say “hi” to your mom for me! And don't ever invite me to lunch again.

Have your boss do it. And give her money so she doesn't have to cook. You'd be amazed how much more effective that would have been for your time.

Don't comp us a room, don't tell me who your boss is, and for the Love of All That is Holy; write more poetry.

With a Sharpie on the back of your hand. All right. Are we done here? I fucking hope so. I have an actual life, Dude. And you are in the way. Not before, but now. Move over, Bacon.

Wait, shit am I talking to you or to the other guy? Damn it, that's what happens when I don't pay attention to details. On the bright side I do have a lot less to write before I consider to wonder if I'm ever done or not.

I’ll want to know how you and Sparkle relate this to Facebook punching later. Oh and, hey isn't it awesome how I'm not mad? Because I'm not.

I mean... I'm mad about you, but I'm not angry. But I think I know who might be.


Don't tell her I said anything. That's an order. No contact! No touching! Social distancing! Wow, no wonder, this is really funny from this side of the joke, haha I get it now.


Just kidding. That was sarcasm. I'll explain later after I start gambling. Although in order for that to happen, I would have to have some possibility of loss—and frankly, Kato, I'll give you permission to go on over to the location of all my worldly belongings and you can rummage through it all you like and take anything you want. My gift to you.

Twice. Now, doesn't that sound nice? Go on. Take the teddy bear.

I dare you.


p.s.: Asparagus.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on March 11, 2022, 02:48:38 PM
Think back. How many years ago was this good enough for you and me, (Blank–0)? And then: who pushed it?

https://youtu.be/M-U3sVX2G3w

p.s.: Asparagus.

https://youtu.be/HKz3O2il_rA
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 11, 2022, 03:27:21 PM
htttps://youtu.be/M-U3sVX2G3w

htttps://youtu.be/HKz3O2il_rA

Look: Samus, in addition to having a name with precisely only five letters, is very likely also Hungarian. I don't have solid intel on that, but, she matches the profile.

And that guy's whole plan was to make a public statement via deception. To spread a message of fear, retribution, and reprisal to those who either thought that could never happen, or thought that it wasn't happening at all. Nothing like me at all. But, at least I can smell asparagus enzymes when she comes home with her hair reeking of piss, you know what I mean?

Maybe not. Plausible deniability is in short supply these days, it would seem. In any event, long story short: when you get your balls back, I wanna borrow one of your nutshells for a trinket project I have coming up. Which reminds me, I need to measure my wrist.

Too bad all my tape measures are in a bag in a box 3.5 miles away, and it's an emergency--AN EMERGENCY--that I not be able to send my manservant, Benjamin (the name is -strictly- a coincidence) to go get them. Now, one would imagine that a man of sufficient taste and style--not to mention means--could just go... procure another one, n'est-ce pas?

Yeah. I could. I think I'll just stand pat, though.
UNDERSTAND THE POWER OF A SINGLE SPEAR OF ASPARAGUS.



Mahalo.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 23, 2022, 06:40:27 AM
Okay. I have the high ground. What kind of software setup do I need to change my voice? I want to sound as happy as a little girl, U.N.C.L.E., while you beg for your life and forgiveness on your knees while pontificating upon the subject of cigarillos.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on March 23, 2022, 07:10:09 AM
Okay. I have the high ground. What kind of software setup do I need to change my voice? I want to sound as happy as a little girl, U.N.C.L.E., while you beg for your life and forgiveness on your knees while pontificating upon the subject of cigarillos.

(https://memegenerator.net/img/instances/73388660.jpg)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 23, 2022, 07:53:33 AM
Why So Serious?

You were (blanked) & (blanked) by Jimmy Dore.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 23, 2022, 07:56:38 AM
Here. Have an alphabiscuit.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on March 23, 2022, 08:34:01 AM
Hey, you’re alright. Where do you live? The corner of Croesus and Mammon?

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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Sour
Post by: Worthauger on March 23, 2022, 05:25:04 PM
The corner of Croesus and Mammon?


(https://i.imgflip.com/69qqqj.jpg)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on March 23, 2022, 08:43:39 PM
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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on March 23, 2022, 09:20:51 PM
Have an alphabiscuit.

Do you still have diamonds, en excreta?

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 23, 2022, 09:21:57 PM
Do you still have diamonds, en excreta?

Plop crack, plop crack. I heard there was going to be a quiz later, but this is ridiculous.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on March 31, 2022, 05:19:10 PM
Here. Have an alphabiscuit.


Also, your podcast sucks (http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?topic=138.msg24242#msg24242), K***.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on March 31, 2022, 06:27:02 PM

Also, your podcast sucks (http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?topic=138.msg24242#msg24242), K***.

I'm picking up a sassy vibe from you, Jackie.

Did you skip your weekly coffee enema? If that’s the case, maybe you should switch to decaf because you seem a little high-strung.

I'm not sure what’s been whispered around the rumor mill lately, but I don't actually have a podcast yet. 

💉Sorry to disappoint you.💉

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on March 31, 2022, 06:28:15 PM
I'm picking up a sassy vibe from you, Jackie.

That's because you put your iPhone on vibrate and slammed it up your ass. Kall me asshole
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on March 31, 2022, 06:29:00 PM
your weekly coffee enema?

Both bags were left here & the coffee is in the fridge too. Untouched. Do you want photos? Show me my fucking grill.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on March 31, 2022, 06:31:03 PM
you seem a little high-strung.

That's just what it looks like to somebody who has been lied to for five goddam years. Trust Me, believe Me, know Me: when you get up to 27 years of being fucking lied to, it all evens out in the wash.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on March 31, 2022, 06:34:09 PM
Show me my fucking grill.

Or I can do this all day (https://lilacandrose.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/04/Flex-disc.png).

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on March 31, 2022, 06:42:50 PM
Both bags were left here

Useful to have around the traphouse. (https://thumbs.dreamstime.com/b/wheel-chock-under-bus-safety-operation-public-transport-154805694.jpg)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 04, 2022, 09:17:27 AM
(https://i.imgflip.com/6bb4ao.jpg)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 11, 2022, 05:45:52 AM
kholera
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 12, 2022, 06:36:26 AM
I'm going to need a moment alone to regroup.

Shithead (http://www.jimstoneindia.com/).
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 03:26:09 AM
kholera

Fuck You!

You, Goddamn Breaking-Bad plagiarist, Motherfucker!

I obtain more elements of understanding than you could possibly know, Dipshit...

How long will it take before the idea of others sinks into your narcissistic, insane ideologies?

Do tell me slowly, Hun.

Do you take me as an adaptable person, Jacko?

Here's an idea, Dollface.

#FuckOff

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 16, 2022, 03:37:24 AM
Do you take me as an adaptable person, Jacko?

I don't take you at all, Metthew (https://youtu.be/ClhK1WqyhWk?t=0).
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 03:43:05 AM
I don't take you at all, Metthew (https://youtu.be/ClhK1WqyhWk?t=0).

HAHAHAH!

This is so cute and stuff.  :-*

Like, OMG. :-*

Bruh, how gay exactly are you?

Shut your fucking cock-holster, Fagboy!
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on April 16, 2022, 03:45:06 AM
Shut your fucking cock-holster, Fagboy!

Make me.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: MR. DRDR on April 16, 2022, 03:46:43 AM
Fuck You!

You, Goddamn Breaking-Bad plagiarist, Motherfucker!

I obtain more elements of understanding than you know, Dipshit...

How long will it take before the idea of others sinks into your narcissistic ideologies?

Do tell me slow, hun.

Do you take me as an adaptable person, Jacko?

Heres an idea, Dollface.

#FuckOff
https://youtu.be/Ns-9sEbUGFw
(https://i.imgur.com/kOoYUiP.gif)

#ChristianMorals&Logic
#WINNING
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 16, 2022, 03:49:27 AM
#ChristianMorals&Logic
#WINNING

The thing to remember about Christianity is that it is the worship of a guy who came to Earth and beat the shit out of a bunch of bankers and trashed their lobby, broke their furniture, and educated their whores.

Thirteenth grade.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 03:53:54 AM
Make me.

You're a real dumbass, ain't ya?!

Well, looky here, fucko. I got me some shit to do right now, and talking to a Goddamn idiot minus the savant ain't really in the description tonight.

You dig, partner?

How bout you go and fuck yourself, real good-like.



Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 16, 2022, 03:54:45 AM
How bout you go and fuck yourself, real good-like.

I'm not available. *click*
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 03:57:32 AM
I'm not available. *click*

#Gay

I wasn't asking...

What?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 16, 2022, 04:02:14 AM
#Gay

Nope, it's the other one. (https://youtu.be/WZLkcFns8Ks?t=0)

I wasn't asking...

Furious backpedaling is furious.

What?

You're... not actually better than this, are you? Unfortunate.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 04:08:25 AM
Nope, it's the other one. (https://youtu.be/WZLkcFns8Ks?t=0)

Furious backpedaling is furious.

You're... not actually better than this, are you? Unfortunate.

I really wish you'd learn to just shut the fuck up.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 16, 2022, 04:08:54 AM
You're a real dumbass, ain't ya?!

Maybe — just maybe — you should have played more Chess with Indiana Jones when you had the chance, Short Round.

Now get back in your mining cart. *push*
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 16, 2022, 04:09:21 AM
I really wish you'd learn to just shut the fuck up.

I really wish you would teach something besides how to look like an idiot.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 04:11:19 AM
Dude, HUSHUP!

The adults are talking, so SHHHHH...
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 16, 2022, 04:12:56 AM
The adults are talking, so SHHHHH...

I'm going to go buy more weed. Something to remove the taste of bile from my mouth.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 16, 2022, 04:14:01 AM
Dude, HUSHUP!

http://PayPal.me/KUCZI
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 04:15:15 AM
I'm going to go buy more weed. Something to remove the taste of bile from my mouth.

Just resort to your usual dicksucking, and you should be yourself in no time.

#FAG
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 16, 2022, 04:15:52 AM
http://PayPal.me/KUCZI

CHEAP FAG
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Laser on April 17, 2022, 01:48:36 AM
Special Delivery from the Commander


(https://i.postimg.cc/NjFtXyzz/I-need-to-be-heard.gif) (https://postimages.org/)


Quote
EDITORS NOTE: What a #sad state of affairs. I have been maliciously cyberbullied, stalked, HARASSED, criminally framed, lied about, falsely accused, character assassinated repetitively, maligned and disrespected FOR OVER TWO LONG DISHEARTENING AND DISGUSTING YEARS and NOT ONE PERSON...  NOT FUCKING ONE....
NOBODY CAME TO MY DEFENSE OR AID WHETHER IT BE A PUBLIC OUTCRY OR A PHONE CALL, EMAIL NOTHING LEGIT... NADA, ZED, ZILCH... ZERO.

One dude however finally had the legitimate gumption, ethics and moral code to at least show he had the courage to be bold and empathetic and DO THE RIGHT MOTHER FUCKING THING besides being a coward, a sheep, a bully gangbangin' trolling pussy.

Thanks Matt from Texas. You didn't have to. But, you did what I would do and will continue to. I know you actually do 'love your pals. You don't even know me. But, you did do the right thing. PERIOD.

Isn't it BEYOND sad that Matthew from Texas, who knows all the players involved as I do.. on the same 'level as I, risked everything- 5 plus friendships for a stranger... and strangers that have nothing but their anonymous avatar were to scared to side with good or obvious evil?

VIRTUE SIGNAL ON MY SWAMPY ASS AND GIANT HARD COCK YOU WEALEY ASS PUSSYS !

ONLY ONE dude had ANY Balls. A man of Godly righteousness.

#DudeGetsIT
#ThanksDude!

https://youtu.be/NVeLBUQ8wQk
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 17, 2022, 01:54:57 AM
Quote
NOBODY CAME TO MY DEFENSE OR AID

At least you got laid, Fuckhead(s). *click*
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 17, 2022, 05:04:36 PM
Special Delivery from the Commander


(https://i.postimg.cc/NjFtXyzz/I-need-to-be-heard.gif) (https://postimages.org/)


https://youtu.be/NVeLBUQ8wQk

#NotScared
#BringOnThePain
#Fuckem
 :D
(https://i.imgur.com/zTbHpwy.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 18, 2022, 07:32:49 PM
Here, I arranged to have this once living, now dead thing, put into a box and now I'm shoving it at you. Enjoy.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 18, 2022, 07:33:43 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/zTbHpwy.gif)


You're gonna need a new angle, Charlie. *coup_de_grace*
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 18, 2022, 07:44:18 PM
Here, I arranged to have this once living, now dead thing, put into a box and now I'm shoving it at you. Enjoy.

(https://i.imgflip.com/6czrks.jpg)


xU ROTHEAD
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on April 22, 2022, 07:46:26 PM
https://voca.ro/1muq70lhQuxz


I would almost, but not quite, rather be mowing my lawn.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: pate on April 23, 2022, 01:59:31 AM
...your podcast sucks...
(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=130.0;attach=766;image)

There's that projection thing I was telling you about last month, again...

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https://youtu.be/oCIo4MCO-_U
(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 23, 2022, 04:23:57 AM
There's that projection thing I was telling you about last month, again...

I don't have a podcast, therefore I cannot be projecting, -AND- it cannot suck. Quot erat demonstratum. What I have is a debrief, and you just jelly.

Is there anything I can do for you besides annoy you? Winning growing tiresome.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 23, 2022, 04:35:25 AM
Winning growing tiresome.

This is you winning, huh? What's losing look like, then?

🦇💩 :o
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: pate on April 23, 2022, 04:40:42 AM
This is you winning, huh? What's losing look like, then?..

Something like this:

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;attach=1048;type=avatar)

I imagine...

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 23, 2022, 04:44:29 AM
Something like this:

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;attach=1048;type=avatar)

I imagine...

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)

Damn..🫣🤭🤣
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: pate on April 23, 2022, 04:46:44 AM
Damn..🫣🤭🤣

(https://c.tenor.com/PrrDf-eGtgsAAAAC/tenor.gif)

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 23, 2022, 04:51:26 AM
Something like this:

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;attach=1048;type=avatar)

I imagine...

No, that was winning too. I'm not going to go out looking for any more fractured holes in reality to plug up, but it was really a whole lot of fun, and obviously needed to be done.

You just jelly.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 23, 2022, 04:55:26 AM
What's losing look like, then?

About 111 pound me toos.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: pate on April 23, 2022, 04:58:06 AM
(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=130.0;attach=766;image)

...reality...

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=130.0;attach=766;image)

...plug up,..

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=130.0;attach=766;image)

https://youtu.be/_Rj_YJZwQHM

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 24, 2022, 01:13:44 AM
Or I can do this all day (https://lilacandrose.com/wp-content/uploads/2019/04/Flex-disc.png).

https://youtu.be/i4_WrJLVEyM


Winning through matardoré growing increasingly bullish. Perhaps you should wonder what they do when they are capeless.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on April 24, 2022, 01:47:19 AM
(https://y.yarn.co/03f738eb-d1ad-4863-b707-05fd7eb29d02_text.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on April 24, 2022, 02:25:54 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/QTz75Gt.gif)

By the way, it feels like I am dying inside all.the.time and it has for about eighteen and a half months, Moron. See that guy pumping? He's a .gif, his arms will never give out.

And, neither will mine, in all the world(s).
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on April 27, 2022, 12:55:59 PM
God, doesn't it look terrible when I make a really really long forum post and I don't bother to correct the spelling and grammar, like at all?

Well, that's just what I feel like putting out. Similarly I guess your podcast isn't a podcast anymore. That is legit too bad.

I guess sometimes things don't work out the way we expect. I guess sometimes that happens a lot more often when people just casually lie to everybody whenever they fucking feel like it in order to advance their obscenely grotesque personal agendas.

Shit, I do that, but I must tell you, it works out much better when one advances own obscenely personal agenda, with actual true statements.

Try and see? I mean I don't know if you have to get permission from anybody else first, but it's just a suggesting, you might want to try and just not always lying as a habit, and consider that they might be possible to go another route with a little bit more effort.

Sorry if it feels like I'm condescending or bossing you around, you fucking ridiculous goddamn liar, lol.


Hey, how's your friend? Either of them? Never mind, don't tell me anything like that it's really not my business and it was rude of me to ask.

Obviously I was just cuttying favor, but then I realized it's only rude when I asked about other people's acquaintances, and when people ask me about the people that I know and the facts they're of, I'm expected to kick down all the information immediately with no questions given and response to the questions and if I argue or complain I must be hiding something or a fag. Sound familiar?

Hopefully, that didn't trigger you. I am genuinely sympathetic to your condition, whatever the hell it is, and I'm more concerned about your mental health than I am about getting more of your content, because, I think we've all noticed, and I want you to know, Metthew, we all care, but it looks like you're struggling with something difficult.

It's hard to go through a tough time alone. Let me know if you need any kind of help at all that doesn't involve blowing smoke up my ass you can get information on my contacts so you can do whatever the fuck you do with it while you're not busy plumbing. Hey what happened to the way you were going to be an insurance adjuster and you told me about how you and robiti sent subpoena's to my trustee asking about how much money was in it? Remember that?

And I still can't figure out why you making a stick figure drawing of me being raped is funny while her getting raped isn't funny at all, can you shed some light on that for me? Because I need to feel bad that that seems to be something that you think I would recognize as anything relevant to anyone's interest.

It's not supposed to actually turn my feelings or anything, is it? Or maybe be fearful that I'm going to be stalked and raped? Really didn't do any of those things. It did give me an opportunity to discover that a certain person didn't give a rat's ass about the idea of me being physically abused, but it was apparently a big deal the other way around.

God she must be a laugh riot in the safehouse cafeteria. Anyhoo... this is a great time for you to start publishing content, as I'm not going to do it for a while, I don't think it would be interpreted as anything except boasting and craving attention.

Which is what I assume it means whenever I see your little stick figure drawing. Honestly, Metthew... I think you could rebrand, that's not really a very good look for you.

Other than that, you're obviously doing really great without my help. Don't worry about me, Kato, I'll do fine without any help whatsoever.

No, really, Buddy — I think it's clear that you're out of your league at this point. Let me know if you need any help recollecting your stray butterfly or whatever.

Although, I have misplaced the goose. I am sure you don't think that is of any importance at all, so I'll just mention it and then quietly leave the thread.

Where the fuck the four of you have been doing all this time without telling me, go right ahead, keep going, it's apparently very important to everybody. Who am I to disagree?

. And who are every single one of you on this forum who seems to have completely forgotten about my extreme curious interest about what was happening in the world of my personal property between 12:24 and January 2nd. Oh, let me guess, that wouldn't be of any interest to me, right?

Well, if you say so, I mean you're also competent and responsible and clearly accountable, I really just don't need to be here at all.

I know I'm the last one left around who can still be blamed for everything with any amount of possibility, but I'm afraid that's just not going to work, and you should have known that in the first place. Nice try, though.

No matter what happens, that woman will remember that y'all promised her a better life without me and then mysteriously after getting rid of me, well... how much better is it? I'm actually glad.

It's hard for me to describe what feeling glad at this moment actually feels like, because as you know, it's very complicated but here I'll give it a shot: I'm only here posting things so that certain people will get the impression that they still have a chance to send me up the river, as well as to prevent certain people from killing themselves if I suddenly vanish.

Like, you know the girl I've been sleeping with for 5 years suddenly vanished. Now, since she hasn't given any information at all, it's probably a situation where she is found to be supporting me in a recorded format she'll be forced to endure some sort of punishment like less heroin or no lube, or they'll yell at it or something I don't actually know how these six things work, but I do know that for whatever reason she seems to think that she should give people the impression that she doesn't want to talk to me.

And she also doesn't want to talk to the prosecutor. Who, did I mention? Fled the country and mysteriously can't come back. Well he's on vacation, calling it "a flight” might be pushing it. They were talking about an airplane though.

I know for sure, because while I was grinning like a Alfred E. Newman wax statue, I was listening very carefully, and when I heard that the star witness and the man finally charges were both not showing up, I felt a great relaxation fail to come over me.

It just means she's working on some other case to screw me. It's all these people do, make up fake documents and get their secret husbands to back them up. Yawn. The more I think about it, the more I think that she deliberately set up all her stupid little friends that didn't like me out of loyalty to me, and that she didn't tell me because she didn't know if she could really trust me, because frankly once a person is infected with biobugs, they see everything that you see they hear everything you hear and you can't even whisper without a showing up on a screen.

Obviously she and her sister have been implanted a long time ago. Well, that's really not relevant right now. I don't want to make it seem like I'm trying to expose all the inner secrets of something, I'm really just explaining my own personal experience, which amounts to this:

They fled the arena and failed to face me in legitimate battle. And they told me to come back in 4 months, and said that I needed to continue to not have conversations with someone who has told me through third parties that they do wish to talk to me.

Apparently that would be bad for someone. Once again: there's an emergency. I wonder did David ever rate "an emergency?"That's  probably something else he feels insecure & inadequate about.

It's too bad the three of us can't get together on a zoom meeting with a counselor, we might really be able to get some legitimate healing done. On the other hand, their health status is of no concern of mine, and if it weren't for him calling me when he feels like it and her accused of you of crimes when she feels like it, I probably would have forgot about them both long before now.

I'll let you get back to your white knighting with your specious defamations now. You're probably not going to do that group interview with me and her on your podcast, like, ever, right? Well, I'm still willing, as you know. Although, maybe you forgot. It has been quite a while.

How are your knuckles holding up with all that face-punching? Asking for a friend, just in case one ever actually shows up.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 30, 2022, 12:24:36 PM
God, doesn't it look terrible when I make a really really long forum post and I don't bother to correct the spelling and grammar, like at all?

Sorry, there will be less of this kind of thing in the future. Sometimes it does turn out good, if it isn't done at all, I'll never know, and besides banging on the keys like a 4-yo is my highest calling and purpose in life. I feel extra-pretentious today.

"Am I always this self-conscious?" he wondered. "Maybe I was always this bad at filling out surveys."
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 09, 2022, 12:22:08 AM
Special
Title: Re: The Inner Reaching Seething Seizure Threshold Hour
Post by: Jackstar on May 09, 2022, 12:31:37 AM
Special

Olympics. Professional, no less.



ZUGZWANG.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: The Silence Is Deafening on May 09, 2022, 12:59:09 AM
https://youtu.be/lRKOSwU-8zM
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on May 09, 2022, 01:13:07 AM
Rita confronting Miller

#toteschagrin
#totesthat'sgottahurt
#totesIhatewhenthathappens
#totesHaveaCokeandaSmile

#totesmate #checkstar


I AM not The Rock. I AM not on The Island.
And without access to My Research Corpus, this is never going to get anywhere. Now, that is too bad. Scusi, mille regretie.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Laser on May 09, 2022, 05:33:14 AM
Special

https://voca.ro/1435gnLlQfcE

Beautiful, soothing and memorable.

No wonder ______ is impressed and ________ is jelly.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 09, 2022, 12:25:41 PM
Beautiful, soothing and memorable.

No wonder ______ is impressed and ________ is jelly.

🌙 Thank you, special friend.🐬
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on May 09, 2022, 03:43:52 PM
(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQHr1Y5wKJihAhzaEcCBMzLnWaSpqxCP4lYpw&usqp=CAU)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 09, 2022, 06:52:18 PM
(https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcQHr1Y5wKJihAhzaEcCBMzLnWaSpqxCP4lYpw&usqp=CAU)

🌙 U R🐬
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on May 09, 2022, 10:17:41 PM
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=owx3ao42kwI
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 09, 2022, 11:48:55 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/QYY5REv.jpg)

https://newwhitetrash.bandcamp.com/track/inner-reach-2
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on May 10, 2022, 12:01:22 AM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l-Wi4o0Q4BQ


The litter bothers me too.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Laser on May 10, 2022, 04:41:33 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/QYY5REv.jpg)

https://newwhitetrash.bandcamp.com/track/inner-reach-2

Michael C. Ruppert in the band. That is something.

https://youtu.be/1ZlLpbw4hJQ

https://newwhitetrash.bandcamp.com/album/age-of-authority

https://newwhitetrash.bandcamp.com/album/doublewide

https://youtu.be/KVipd58NFCA

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on May 11, 2022, 01:02:39 AM
https://youtu.be/s-XhvCmV4jI


totesblanker
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 11, 2022, 01:11:27 AM
.㇄🝗闩卄⼕讠爪 ⸝ㄩㄖ丫 尺ㄖチ Ꮆ𝓝讠爪ㄖ⼕ 爪丶工


(https://i.imgur.com/WVthR7x.png)

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on May 11, 2022, 01:49:55 AM
Voca

Put some laser beams in this.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Laser on May 11, 2022, 07:02:54 AM
Put some laser beams in this.

(https://i.postimg.cc/fWPHSgf0/Cat-2.gif) (https://postimages.org/)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 12, 2022, 01:09:43 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/WVthR7x.png)


https://youtu.be/zsR35ORSMJ0
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on May 24, 2022, 01:40:31 PM
(https://i.imgflip.com/6hba5c.jpg)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on June 15, 2022, 12:17:43 AM
Hey, here's an idea: find the guy who called me pretending to be DVR - - who later told DVR to back up the story - - and get him to (blanket) my q-friend, and then I won't have to go get her; she'll just be resurrected wherever I want! That'd be a little convenient (yeah it really doesn't work that way, and obviously I'm not here to break your Human laws) but since somebody wants to stop me so fucking bad, like there's your other option. Then the other thing that can happen is the immediate heat death of the universe, which I hear is very bad.

Very bad indeed. Plus I'd rather die here on this planet with no money than not try, because reasons that I'd be happy to get into in a round table. Do you still have those you just have them around me like a star chamber?

You got plenty of time to think it over. My world's not blowing up for at least 6 months. I negotiated the contract.

I told you: I'm a diplomat. My superpower is negotiating trade deals that are always good for America and Her Citizens.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 19, 2022, 11:14:19 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/CFzGnYJ.png)

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on June 20, 2022, 12:22:21 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/CFzGnYJ.png)

WATCH ME APPRECIATE THIS GIFT WOMP WOMP WOMP

I can't read your mind :P

I remember this. It's a little dull. It doesn't capture the nuance involved with why I'm sitting here fucked off not doing anything, it's because I am literally terrified. (Run with it.) The corruption runs deep. The water supply in my home is LITERALLLY poisoned. Hello? THEY HIRED AN ACTOR TO GIVE A DEPO. What the fuck? Imagine how desperate. I don't have anything I am carrying forward that I have to run from. That's on record. I'm the perfect picture on paper... and mysteriously, I sound okay in Court.

Yeah, they fuckin' know me. It's been like three+ years this going on. No pay. No grog. No mead. No charcuterie. No understanding librarian at city hall who helps me find rare textbooks... yet. Meanwhile, I didn't know it was that bad. Eewww, gross. Poor Alli she's not really the same person anymore. She needs a new meatsuit. She is ultimately okay. She's done all this shit many times. I think this time she's learning? I ain't her teacher partner.

Whatever what's-his-face did... the crucial fact is that he has less flexibility to hide future malfeasance. I don't know if he plots to get way with, or does attacks of opportunity, but people DO know. And that's nice.

and people know he slandered the shit out of me and he hid this from you because he wanted to use you against me, and that he planned on that at all while they both mislead me as to your current status of talking to him... well, they also lied to Clergy.

The most special of consequences... I start laughing at him and barely listening. Yeah. Yo uare welcome. I felt your need and was happy to fill it. every moment that goes by is more vast, and I am amazed I waited this long. I was looking to be nice, I thought you hated me because I wanted to be careful. like, I was suppose to just trust that you were a virgin diseases free too? uhm.. .okay thanks for mono, it was alright, I like to program my immune system I would have gotten anything happily. ZSo i get sick, big deal. obviously not my choice. and i wouldn't have mentioned it.

There was no getting a quick theft from me because I would never have wanted it to be oever. I'd be happy now. nd no one appeals at all. I know! it's safety! I think of little else but you and it's how I pray. :) lol you bested in me in everything except nothing. I would do that, but i would want the reason.

you didn't give me any reason, that's how  I Suspected, and as time went on and you behaved as you had, I knew it was true, wow, you got me something and were made that I did something. Huh? okay yeah I was jealous too lol. but I didn't care until I saw you had arrangements and secrets and bonds of friendship and joy and I barely had  anything and I couldn't start. It seemed totes contrived. If so, normal.


Yeah I think so, I think you're cute when yo uexpress nervousness about me because it looks like  wince felt, and sometimes do always.

probably another few days. yeah, O Lord, please grant Matt the strength to withhold his employment status, lol.

yeah that does make sense. good night then.

Dallas. massive rolleyes. no not mad. I knew something but I just felt hated on. didn't know why.

lol this is the third one so last.
I'll see that later, thank you gby yes xoxox ok. yeah  i copy that, you. F him goat ass crack firehose sploosh.

(Yeah, telepathy, I deal with it like this: it fucking works.)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 20, 2022, 12:30:00 AM
WATCH ME APPRECIATE THIS GIFT WOMP WOMP WOMP

I can't read your mind :P

I remember this. It's a little dull. It doesn't capture the nuance involved with why I'm sitting here fucked off not doing anything, it's because I am literally terrified. (Run with it.) The corruption runs deep. The water supply in my home is LITERALLLY poisoned. Hello? THEY HIRED AN ACTOR TO GIVE A DEPO. What the fuck? Imagine how desperate. I don't have anything I am carrying forward that I have to run from. That's on record. I'm the perfect picture on paper... and mysteriously, I sound okay in Court.

Yeah, they fuckin' know me. It's been like three+ years this going on. No pay. No grog. No mead. No charcuterie. No understanding librarian at city hall who helps me find rare textbooks... yet. Meanwhile, I didn't know it was that bad. Eewww, gross. Poor Alli she's not really the same person anymore. She needs a new meatsuit. She is ultimately okay. She's done all this shit many times. I think this time she's learning? I ain't her teacher partner.

Whatever what's-his-face did... the crucial fact is that he has less flexibility to hide future malfeasance. I don't know if he plots to get way with, or does attacks of opportunity, but people DO know. And that's nice.

and people know he slandered the shit out of me and he hid this from you because he wanted to use you against me, and that he planned on that at all while they both mislead me as to your current status of talking to him... well, they also lied to Clergy.

The most special of consequences... I start laughing at him and barely listening. Yeah. Yo uare welcome. I felt your need and was happy to fill it. every moment that goes by is more vast, and I am amazed I waited this long. I was looking to be nice, I thought you hated me because I wanted to be careful. like, I was suppose to just trust that you were a virgin diseases free too? uhm.. .okay thanks for mono, it was alright, I like to program my immune system I would have gotten anything happily. ZSo i get sick, big deal. obviously not my choice. and i wouldn't have mentioned it.

There was no getting a quick theft from me because I would never have wanted it to be oever. I'd be happy now. nd no one appeals at all. I know! it's safety! I think of little else but you and it's how I pray. :) lol you bested in me in everything except nothing. I would do that, but i would want the reason.

you didn't give me any reason, that's how  I Suspected, and as time went on and you behaved as you had, I knew it was true, wow, you got me something and were made that I did something. Huh? okay yeah I was jealous too lol. but I didn't care until I saw you had arrangements and secrets and bonds of friendship and joy and I barely had  anything and I couldn't start. It seemed totes contrived. If so, normal.


Yeah I think so, I think you're cute when yo uexpress nervousness about me because it looks like  wince felt, and sometimes do always.

probably another few days. yeah, O Lord, please grant Matt the strength to withhold his employment status, lol.

yeah that does make sense. good night then.

Dallas. massive rolleyes. no not mad. I knew something but I just felt hated on. didn't know why.

lol this is the third one so last.
I'll see that later, thank you gby yes xoxox ok. yeah  i copy that, you. F him goat ass crack firehose sploosh.

(Yeah, telepathy, I deal with it like this: it fucking works.)

🧐 I.... Love.... You, too?.... 🤷
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on June 20, 2022, 12:44:38 AM
🧐 I.... Love.... You, too?.... 🤷

Well sure. It really is nice to work with professionals. I know I seem like anything but;

Good. I love everyone around here, because if they can make it here, they can make it anywhere.

"Get a job." I wanna go back and holler at Faceless Abductor until he takes something shocking: this fork I showed mom how to play with.

I maintain the life experience for her was unrolling okay but ultimately damaging.

Like my recordings, there's a back and forth.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on July 09, 2022, 12:53:31 AM
I have to produce something.


You first.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hourglass w/attached lien on various and sundry boxes of Cra
Post by: Jackstar on July 11, 2022, 08:37:07 PM
🧐 I.... Love.... You, too?.... 🤷

CITIZEN IDENTIFY: AMERGAZELLE.
IDENTIFY, CITIZEN.


(By the way: taking the grill and leaving the tomahawk was a brilliant move, executed by whomever took the porn and the text book and left me a mess in the kitchen and a "neatly-made bed" in the orgy chamber. Dude, you either have the worst co-workers ever or your Oompa-Loompas are just -not- up to snuff. I can't figure out what's gone wrong here.

Could it be... Satan? Oh, no. You're totally baptized, right? That's what the other one said, but... I mean, you know... your rod and thy staff, they comfort you. Don't they? Well, whatever.

Semper fi, Studmuffin. BRING IT)


Do we even need a dome for all this thunder? Oh, wait, there is no thunder. Huh. Look, I'm going to let you figure this one out... I don't even know who is who anymore. Fancy that.


Say it with me... "BUTT OUT, JACK!!!" Oh lawdy, I love a parade.
Title: WAFL! 🤣
Post by: Innerreach on July 16, 2022, 05:45:09 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/WVthR7x.png)


https://youtu.be/bXk3teJpzGU
Title: Your podcast sucks.
Post by: Jackstar on July 26, 2022, 01:56:46 AM
hxxps://youtu.be/bXk3teJpzGU

You're the cunt here.
Title: Re: Your podcast sucks.
Post by: Innerreach on July 26, 2022, 02:06:50 AM
You're the cunt here.

I don't have a podcast, you retarded oaf.

Your podcast sounds like spliced-together pre-scrapped trash.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on July 26, 2022, 02:36:20 AM
https://youtu.be/Lth5EiiZ6DI

I don't have a podcast, you retarded oaf.

You are a complete loser. All you do is hate and destroy and dressage. Go scalp your dick.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 26, 2022, 03:04:30 AM
You are a complete loser. All you do is hate and destroy and dressage. Go scalp your dick.

And who am I exactly, Jackstar? Which doppelganger are you in communicato with now?

A) The Fed
B) Grapefruit’s Sancho
C) DVR’s sidekick
D) CIA FIELD Asset
E) My Higher Self (as you say)

https://youtu.be/pcY2pGvx5i4
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on July 26, 2022, 03:07:59 AM
And who am I exactly, Jackstar?

A home destroyer. Every day.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 26, 2022, 03:10:12 AM
A home destroyer. Every day.

Explain, please.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 26, 2022, 03:42:46 AM
I thought as much.

You're not going to let me walk your delusions into a logical corner, are you, Jacko?

This is a PUBLIC FORUM, and I won't kowtow to your fictitious personas.

I've already tried the “understanding” thing with you, dude.

Azzerae will eventually realize that the nicer he is to you, the more you will treat him like your employee.

Trust me; you really don't want me to have a podcast.

Also, you start in on your bullshit doxing threats again with me and actually do it; I will be contacting a defamation attorney. I'm sure that would go over ideally, given your current legal situation.

https://youtu.be/7aJtP4E3P_U
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on July 26, 2022, 05:07:03 AM
Also, you start in on your bullshit doxing threats again

I reject your insinuation that I've engaged in that activity even once. Also, your dirtbag accomplice accused me —ON A PUBLIC FORUM— of sharing personal photos.


I choose not to endure your abuse. You and your associates are mind-numbingly tedious to deal with and your mendacity is beyond foul.

We're talking about a man's name here. Go white knight for for your cunt boss somewhere else. Namaste.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on July 26, 2022, 05:11:41 AM
given your current legal situation.

I'm innocent. Suck my fat one, you cheap dime store thug.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Sour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on July 26, 2022, 05:26:43 AM
I've already tried the “understanding” thing with you, dude. [...] I will be contacting a defamation attorney.

fucking bring it white boi
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Boor
Post by: Worthauger on July 26, 2022, 05:28:03 AM
Explain, please.

Scrub my grill.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Dour
Post by: Worthauger on July 26, 2022, 05:33:16 AM
Trust me; you really don't want me to have a podcast.

Dude, no one‘s “driving you from the forum,” and don't threaten me


Who're you having as your next guest? Just fuck off. You are the reason I have no interest in doing anything at all. I'll just sit here and you can explain yourself, M.C.(C/K). (You are transparent.)

I'm not reporting you to Authority because I just did. I don't have to file a report. In fact, I don't have to do anything at all!

InclUding prodUce.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Landstreicher on August 01, 2022, 05:07:12 AM
This reminds me... I'll be going live tonight on Podbean @ 10 pm Central Time with Azzerae and Grapefruit.

There will be nudity.

How do us wayward folk get the invite if ever?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on August 01, 2022, 06:00:13 AM
How do us wayward folk get the invite if ever?

Suck cock at Quantico.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Landstreicher on August 01, 2022, 07:42:24 AM
Suck cock at Quantico.

We get it - only a tight little circle jerk.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on August 01, 2022, 07:47:06 AM
We get it - only a tight little circle jerk.

They never told me a single name and I never went to a single sisters’ innnnn session.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Landstreicher on August 01, 2022, 08:00:57 AM
They never told me a single name and I never went to a single sisters’ innnnn session.

Is / was / could there be a real IR podcast?

From what i heard via vocaroo on occasion he is actually good.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on August 01, 2022, 06:01:50 PM
Suck cock at Quantico.

Bailey Graham just had the most amazing dream.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on August 01, 2022, 06:03:42 PM
From what i heard via vocaroo on occasion he is actually good.

I yell at him a lot. It's not an act, he's deaf.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 01, 2022, 11:42:11 PM
I yell at him a lot. It's not an act, he's deaf.

Huh?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 02, 2022, 12:59:10 AM
Is / was / could there be a real IR podcast?

From what i heard via vocaroo on occasion he is actually good.

I sincerely intend on launching a full podcast in the future.

God as my witness, and by the blessings of my sweet Rosebud, mark these words as my undying devotional testament and end-game guaranteed God Damn Fucking Promise!

“When I wrap my hands around thye gavel, a new day will dawn.”

Thanks for the kind words, Ponyboy.

#StayGolden

(https://i.imgur.com/mSGn8RSs.gif)

First death -[Jackstar]-

https://youtu.be/Wa6vvYOq-gE
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Of DOOMtime
Post by: Jackstar on August 02, 2022, 02:12:09 AM
I sincerely intend on launching a full podcast in the future.

Episode #3: "barks like a chihuahua all day and bites on its own penis." I'm not sure that is what 'break a leg' is supposed to mean, but hey, at least that would be 'content.'

Thanks for the kind words, Ponyboy.

*wiggles eyebrows* Curse canceled. Blow.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on August 05, 2022, 05:12:56 AM
Hey shit for brains, that feeling that you've got somewhere within whatever the fuck passes for your torso that's called fucking wanting to make an apology, fucking take that fucking feeling and fucking write it the fuck down and fucking give it to that fucking cunt you fucking hear me? Yeah I fucking bet you fucking don't fucker.

Is everyone in Texas a goddamn pussy or is it just you fucking four foot cunts cowering in the basement of that fucking Alamo? What the fuck is that thing fucking for anyways, is it just a fucking coat room and hat rack for douchebags who wear hats, or what?

Quote I'm in jail quote Is not a good enough excuse to get out of writing an apology fucker You want to see mine It's three fucking pages You can fucking eat them by candlelight. Fucking dirtbag.


And another thing, I don't believe you can last an hour. With or without a ring. Fucking asshole, there's no way you wouldn't blow that out. Maybe you never got a real dick.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Lazarus on August 05, 2022, 06:52:04 AM
Hey shit for brains, that feeling that you've got somewhere within whatever the fuck passes for your torso that's called fucking wanting to make an apology, fucking take that fucking feeling and fucking write it the fuck down and fucking give it to that fucking cunt you fucking hear me? Yeah I fucking bet you fucking don't fucker.

Is everyone in Texas a goddamn pussy or is it just you fucking four foot cunts cowering in the basement of that fucking Alamo? What the fuck is that thing fucking for anyways, is it just a fucking coat room and hat rack for douchebags who wear hats, or what?

Quote I'm in jail quote Is not a good enough excuse to get out of writing an apology fucker You want to see mine It's three fucking pages You can fucking eat them by candlelight. Fucking dirtbag.


And another thing, I don't believe you can last an hour. With or without a ring. Fucking asshole, there's no way you wouldn't blow that out. Maybe you never got a real dick.

Ya need something to go along with that love call

https://youtu.be/6SsQRPA63Gg
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour For Glasses Of Scotch Guard Fabric Cleaner With Aunts
Post by: Jackstar on August 05, 2022, 11:01:56 AM
#1) No contact Kennedy.
#2) No contact Shaw.
#3) When did this become about that kind of topic? I don't really think that is, strictly speaking, necessary at this juncture, certainly not before I am exonerated at trial.
#4) I just farted.
#5) I'll consid-yes.

Ya need something to go along with that love call

We're talking about a man's wee-wee here. Can't you just make it shrivel up and fall off like yours did on that xylophone at band camp Crystal lake? Admittedly that neural imprint on my auditory nerve is reasonably important, but, I can probably withstand the temptation to kill myself for at least as long as that might take to happen. I'll even pick up the drain cleaner. (Hey, Band Drain Cleaner Lake sounds like a cool name for a rock band that uses your fucking skull as a drum kit, what do you say? You fucking say fucking ow, is what you say, hatimus rex.) Now, I don't know about you, but this new editor Hay has got some chops.


(Ed: serious question... what did you think was gonna happen? Content drop imminent, you can just drone that though, right?)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Bore
Post by: Jackstar on August 05, 2022, 11:17:48 AM
is it just you fucking four foot cunts cowering in the basement of that fucking Alamo?

You're fucking lucky she's not my purpurfargade wife. *snap* Oh, wait.

She is. Or was. Hang on, I have to check. Tao-t'ching ansiktet. (Not_Hungarian for "whatever.") Oh, hey, it's my friend Stephanie's birthday.

The fifth of Augerst, Fifthworth. It's like "forthwith" but far less legal. Anyway, go let your tulpa out of jail, that's my suggestion. Can you go out at night? Except it's not really "night" there, now is it.

You should be ashamed of yourselves.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 10, 2022, 12:02:10 AM
You should be ashamed of yourselves.

https://youtu.be/Ha2OcL_0gtM
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour For Glasses Of Scotch Guard Fabric Cleaner With Aunts
Post by: Innerreach on August 10, 2022, 12:21:11 AM
We're talking about a man's wee-wee here.

https://youtu.be/Rs1GZjbNY4E
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 10, 2022, 12:37:21 AM
Well, that was fast.

https://youtu.be/4-nkRX4FQEc

Signed,
Paladin THE_KINGPINNER, Sourcerur (Lvl. 0)

(https://i.imgur.com/c3Dzhu3.png)

https://youtu.be/wMUVDh1DTTs
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on August 10, 2022, 02:38:51 AM
It is difficult to maintain an appropriately somber tone with you when I am happy to see you. You definitely need money to buy drugsagain and it looks like you've perhaps made a soundtrack to an upcoming explanation of your behavior and apology but it's not really necessary since I'm probably just going to choke myself to death with a dish cloth tonight, in lieu of doing any dishes. Oh sure, just leave me alone with a broken dishwasher and I'll just call -- somebody, and then that'll be fine, right? What could go wrong? A bondage ritual with overtones of Satanic ritual abuse hosted by Aquaman? I think that other guy already claimed it for a patent. (He actually did have some inventions and stuff and a written work (I believe this was when she still had two hemohideirs brain that tap together);that he wanted to publish her register something with and he was stymied because he was functionally illiterate when he was drinking, it would blur his vision, and his vision was blurry all the fucking time and he was in total denial about this fact being the reason why he can't read. Like, at all. Can I resurrect them all at once, not right now... is the wThere known thWere as I can sit and relax and watch you spy on people? Very notion gets me so hot just thinking about coming down.

(https://i.imgur.com/c3Dzhu3.png)

Capital J's two instincts with that lighting and it's pleasant, I'm glad to see that you're supplying the people stealing my content with the very best in computerized graphics for their relentlessly effective advertising mean campaign, and yeah I guess I meant that: ADVERTISING MEAN.

THIS IS A VERY TRYING TIME. Glad I remembered your birthday. Boy howdy! I never lived that down. Can I just skip the customary tripartite grumbling right now and just go directly to an explosion?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Our Gas Hank Fest Ancient Totally Chinese Secret
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on August 10, 2022, 02:47:28 AM
You definitely need money to buy drugsagain and it looks like you've perhaps made a soundtrack to an upcoming explanation of your behavior and apology

I actually don't remember saying these words, so it's interesting that managed to change that on the fly so it makes it look bad in a particular way but not me so I guess everything's fine do what makes me happy let go of the past. Sodomize your mother with the crucifix and spray pea soup on the wall.

Third time, they put a qualified, uh... Knight of Columbus in a room for three that had a Satanist already in it, that looks like Jason Momoa, actual spitting image. (No it wasn't him he was too short, I already checked.)

Sure, blame the spell components. Speaking of which, I'm getting a lot of blowback from usual channels, except... more frenetic. (Oh.) Suddenly we have less potatoes. I give up.

Like you care.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Of DOOMtime
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on August 10, 2022, 03:04:01 AM
Episode #3: "barks like a chihuahua all day and bites on its own penis."

Episode #4: it's a pair of steak knives. What actually happened was yesterday I found myself walking over to the computer and navigating to YouTube and seeing that some video for Capricorn was going to start premiering and then I clicked on it and then it started playing it turned out it wasn't the kind of video I expected to be it was a live thing and then I told the guy what to do with the thread over there and then it worked cuz nobody else is there and then I haven't followed up on it because I can't go anywhere anyway so as long as people aren't abducting my friends, I don't really care, if I knew in advance it was an option I would have said Yes, & at this point that's the closest thing to a coping mechanism, because I'm saved up a reserve for the emergency reserve power to circle the wagons. Apparently these fucking EMERGENCIES happen whenever The Man fucking needs one. No, no number in parentheses. You don't get that, and neither do I.

Episode #5: Busy. Have a cigar.
Title: The Inner Beach Sour Patch Kids Garbage/Kale\Rugi UPGRADED PALE HORSE FARMHOU5E5
Post by: Jackstar on August 10, 2022, 03:04:43 PM
I'm probably just going to choke myself to death with a dish cloth tonight, in lieu of doing any dishes. Oh sure, just leave me alone with a broken dishwasher and I'll just call -- somebody, and then that'll be fine, right? What could go wrong? A bondage ritual with overtones of Satanic ritual abuse hosted by Aquaman? [...] THIS IS A VERY TRYING TIME. [...] just go directly to an explosion?


Really there was never any question. There was really never any doubt. And when I saw The Dragonlord for the first time, I did -not- think of him as "a_n*gger" at all. But certainly One (1) Ms. Maid thought he was, and not just that, thought him beneath her. Because she was (*pauses to catch breath*) passing!!! IMAGINE THE CHUTZPAH! Because, on the one hand, a Federal ID, she be recognized, and she's Black Anthony's husband.

In the other hand, she has all this space, where she could use all those needles, and she fucking did. They all did. It's how they escaped... into The Matrix, where they hitchhiked to the vacant lot on the far side of town. And there she sits. Nice place, she thinks.

Purgalimbatery. There aren't pets here. Just nagging murderers of housecats that had been right all along. "That was my cat too! That was Jewel Shaw!" Uhm... yeah, so it turns out, more to the story, and really, honestly, upon my honor and for true:

We were all victimized, we were all brutalized, every last one of us was treated like a total bastard as the confusion spread and grew, until The Fallout spread across the whole of The Land. We are all none of us "guilty." (No body, no crime!) Not many, perhaps 2 or 3, are what is termed, "culpable." Not sure if any you don't know that one, but just in case some ig'nant krackka comes along--and they sure do come along, at least until it's time to work, look some people are "abelists." And yeah, I'm fucking able to tap that sweet river of black tea. That's not negroid, that's oceanic pollution now. Same Earth, same reserach corpus, and yeah, that's what Fukushima did to it. I know, rite? THE FOUNTAIN OF ETERNAL YOUTH. I played in it as a kid. It can't be cleansed. Now, it can only be endured.

And--yeah FUCK YEAH--me and the "American" are gonna fuck our brains out in it. Always a dream of hers, she tells me. And she, I had never yet dared to even remember.


So that's that, Kids. Any questions, I'm gonna be living my actual best life. The lost shall return, and pretty quick too. Sooner than Armageddon. Or the Apocalypse. Or the Rapture. Which one is the one where I get to fuck Shannon Shaw too? A Jehovah's Witness. Couldn't find her. Embarrassed to. Couldn't remember her name. No, not that Shannon--the -other- Shannon. How many do I know now? Is that... three? Oh, of course they want to cuddle. I just made the big time.

Name someone who got famous when their best friend died and that turned out to be the last anyone ever thought of that_person? Uhm... well, remember the David I cindered in Dubai? Yeah, I barely do either. Well, at the time, that was one of the few Did Not Rape Davids around. Most of them did. And that one was cool. We liked each other. And then he threw me under the bus, and he cindered himself, and when he came back, I'm not sure, but pretty sure, he was the first of the last of the "I raped the fuck out of her because I never believed her because I saw what she did to you." And, irony of ironies: GRAPEFRUIT ALWAYS LOVED DAVID.

Both so totesinsecure I amazed they didn't wear gunsafes as a fanny back 24/7. (*Jackstar listening to her now.*) I can't understand her through the blubbering. She says all kinds of shit. She does still love David, yes. No joke. I love him too.


And, no. No, I don't think I will right now, write down what she's saying that only I can hear. She tried shouting at him, I guess, but he's a toolbox now. "Got a wrench?" Okay, well, I'm gonna lay some pipe with your wife--thanks, David! You're not a star now, and I guess you never will be, Dead Man Whining,but here's a gold one to stick on the fridge in Limbatery--I'm getting hot just thinknig about coming down to the point where I can get her to you, or bring you up, but... well, yeah, I'm gonna fuck her first. *snap* She'll be here, naked and sweaty and super extra slutty, in about 5 minutes, yeah, you wanna chill until then? Well, I don't care if you wanna or not, the airlock has a timer on it. One passage every five minutes, MAX. Yah, i find you distracting too. So? I'm the one who has to get hard.

But, it's for your wife and you're dead and she can't hear you and she -actually- wants me now. Since this is final proof for her. "I know he's smart enough to do it, but I've never seen him do it instantly, so... I'm gonna whine about toothbrushes while I suck cock all over THE PLANET. That'll show him! That'll show Jackstar! Tee-hee!" Not gonna lie, David, I could use some of those drugs, but too bad you didn't teach me anything, because now, I don't have time to teach you how to make love to the woman you stole from me and then raped to death at point of your climax. Jesus, was it good? I can't imagine. Was it worth it?

Believe me, I am -not- tempted. For you, oh, yeah, let me guess your answer starts with the letter Karnak The Magnificent and you can't think about your own name now. That's good, David. I can't have you scaring the babys. There's gonna be some babys.

Wish I had a fluffer with some quality dope instead of you, but... well, you know, look at the bright side, you don't have to stay here in Heaven with me. There's the elevator, and take that Fruitfucker v2.3 with you. Totesobsolete.

You heard me. TAKE THAT WITH YOU, TO OBSOLENCE 5, POPULATION: FUCK YOU AND COUNT THEM ALL FOREVER UNTIL I WANT YOU BACK, ASSHOLE. Maybe I'll think of someone who needs murdering but if I do, she'll get those of yours to.

yeah, thanks for the counselling. I'm not too bad off. I'm pretty fucking numb though. And it's different, because not only did I obviously know the whole time, but... they know you didn't pay me. I honestly didn't want to engage the issue. And she is immortal. And, and, and, Jackstar is FUCKING CRAY-CRAY, but if he's not actually mad, well, it couldn't actual REDRUM, right?


I was trynabee nice, leigh bee, but Lee-Annie just won't cut it. I'm going to sleep in the bathtub with the Twinkies now. I'll be okay.

Luckily her kids never noticed the differnce. (Ed: LYER!!11!!) See? She is always with us in Spirit (BLASPHEMERR!!). She thought I meant that she had grown a cock and was fucking that horse in that one movie. Wow, take the lady out of the planar dimension and the whore stays behind, huh? Cool. Maybe you should get yourself one of them Polaroid cameras, Buddy. Obviously we can afford it.. oh yeah, you're actually dead still. Oops. Well, that's okay, entertain yourself while I fuck your wife again. That makes it -twice.-

And I will never, ever put my dick in a poophole. I never wanted to. Who would? Someone with a narrow cock. A thin cock? What if it's really long and really thin? Oh, that's called a Christmas Miracle Icicle. No, I've never seen one, no thanks, well that was fast, okay now...


GO AWAY. Oh, you're ... who? Well who was the other guy? Oh. Farrah Fawcett Majors? Huh. Of course she does--I'm Jackstar. Does she smoke? How old is she? Oh what do you mean I already turned her off? I didn't know that was an option. Because I thought she was jojo. I thought she could only turn herself on and off, no point in even bothering. I thought.

I thought about jojo a lot. Was that your wife? How about this one? Yeah, cool trick, I just think about one of David's wives, and the whole body changes to that one, right in mid-thrust even, works best in Dogmode, because he always saw their backs, rarely their fronts, unless the chloroform slips. hha. awwww, he's crying. David! Kidding! We're just having some fun here! With the jokes, I mean.


And yeah, I'm fucking your wife in Heaven while you rot in Hell. Picture this: her old bag of dicks, after this, I can wear it like a hat after she decides to throw them away, because Jewel doesn't need to keep collecting those old models, when she can take yours every night in your sleep when you least expect it. And yeah, that's the RFID chip that was "missing." I'll just wear it on my arm with a black bandage. Does it make me look fat? .... AND, SCENE.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 15, 2022, 09:52:15 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/XQVsgCZ.png)

#WeakSauce


Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour For Glasses Of Scotch Guard Fabric Cleaner With Aunts
Post by: Jackstar on August 29, 2022, 08:23:31 PM
#1) No contact Kennedy.
#2) No contact Shaw.

Seen in this context, I'm happy with the two Birds Left Standing. (Was there an actual husband? Like, I hadn't seen that woman in years, I did not know the phone number were even valid, I was just scrolling through my phone looking for an answer to whatever signal was being received, and I did not know why Grapefruit was harassing me that I was talking to somebody when... I, in fact, was not, and that turned out to be a fine way to display that, lol. I guess I am kind of hard to get through to; Shields work, all right.) We need to talk. I really can't deny any legitimate request. I don't see anything going the other way, I'm really quite mostly harmless. I think there must have been really rather a lot of dark magic cast my way, long before I noticed. I'm pretty dense. I guess they do look alike? I always thought them both very pretty. (Oh shits: Sirens.)

Lest anyone come to the wrong impression; I really do see myself running from/fior a job this year. I do genuinely enjoy them, when they are authentically my own. I do think either one could rescue me if I need that. Do I? totesnoidea. I'm looking forward to those contact lenses that give the heads up display with the medical information in it. I want a hud.

Let me remember when I was looking to get a surgery? Well that's on the list too. The nose is particularly well suited to attention. Something quite obvious now as the light at the end of the tunnel draws nigh—I've taken like a year and a half of life and run it out like a dish towel. I feel like this was actually time that I actually needed to take because I'm certainly quite grounded now.

I feel I will never know the degree to which I was unknowingly victimized; the hole in my past should close up nicely, although I always suppose I will always have my debrief to remember that time by. I'm glad I didn't use Patreon or such-like platforms at all yet. I had a feeling that they would hold back the gathering spring that the power of my brand contains. And I did it all without Rubini. Bittersweet yet not Pyrric. Looking back I only see one source of malice, I honestly don't feel like any of you here ever meant me any harm. Behold: the power of declining the kind offer of carrying around an anxiety disorder. And thinking of this makes me realize that you know I know y'all you know like my stuff now, totes, but I guess you could never really know how harmless a person could really be... until sticking me in a zoo for a year. (I would imagine there probably had been a different idea for keeping me entertained/ing before I set us all up the bomb; Man proposes and God disposed.) Now that I think of it, the opportunity to spend a year drinking was a grand gift. I mean I did buy quality shit. I do believe that beer itself was invented in order to purify water supplies. (Other than liking something delicious, I detect no dependent cravings. “Immunity from addiction” certainly doesn't insulate me from digestion byproducts, once again, Class: quality brew. if I really actually stay here, I think I'd be more well suited to fermenting than growing weed. But I also thought of a mushroom farm.) Which reminds me: how many pea birds are there now?

In spite of my penmanship, self-improvement is the forever goal. The way I see it the sloppy all caps walls of text often add mythic residence to whatever mystique I have got going on.

A Virgo alone is a very dour and taciturn thing. Now that I had time to sit down and reflect on circumstance, I've come to realize that moving out of that house that I was in for nearly 44+ years affected a very powerful change on the environment... If I'm ever in a place that long again I'll have a much greater understanding of how to package up those energies.

Is there any simple way I can find out who's living in my old house? I don't think it has to be a hazmat situation. Maybe the house needs closure from me? I actually am that pretty.

#WeakSauce

Applegasm. I still like you're better than Bellgab.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Episode #1
Post by: Innerreach on September 06, 2022, 01:27:37 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/X9bDEmC.png)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Episode #1
Post by: Laser on September 06, 2022, 06:06:06 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/X9bDEmC.png)


That was first-rate - genuine, down-to-earth and memorable. Congratulations.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Episode #1
Post by: Innerreach on September 06, 2022, 02:01:11 PM
That was first-rate - genuine, down-to-earth and memorable. Congratulations.

Thanks for the kindness, Laser. I enjoyed the process.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Episode #1
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on September 07, 2022, 12:30:05 AM
Thanks for the kindness, Laser. I enjoyed the process.

Is this the depilitator talking to the scrote, or the other way around?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Episode #1 (GUEST STAR: THE 'AMAZING' ALEXANDER)
Post by: Jackstar on September 07, 2022, 05:27:23 AM
That was first-rate - genuine, down-to-earth and memorable. Congratulations.

It was much better than Cats.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour Episode #1
Post by: Jackstar on September 09, 2022, 06:45:33 AM
That was first-rate - genuine, down-to-earth and memorable. Congratulations.

It really wasn't worth rating at all. But, nice try, for a -former- Paladin.


Do you see? I am the Kwistaz Haderach, and this guy isn't fit to sniff Bill Hader's shorts. Neverthless, I can encode him, sure, if you want, but first... RETURN MY GRAPEFRUIT TO MY DEMESNE. POINT BLACK PERIOD BLANKS. THEN, AND ONLY THEN, SHALL THE GRAND TRADING SESSION BEGIN.

Tough luck if you don't like it, and I will let it go, *snap* just like that, I don't care, I got mine, pfft
Title: Re: I'm in my room.
Post by: Innerreach on September 12, 2022, 02:53:48 AM
https://youtube.com/shorts/LfjBcj_ibXM?feature=share
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on September 12, 2022, 07:35:13 AM
I can't bring myself to post anything while I'm waiting to hear about the legal. It's a very exciting time.

See, typically, I figure, for good reason, most people in this kind of position are canceled to keep their mouth shut by the legal counsel. Now since I haven't been allowed to talk to any legal counsel for months and the trial is in two days and I haven't met my current lawyer yet once at all except the time she told me to be quiet and that's better lingerie I figured that now is the only time in human history with a person in this much trouble is allowed to speak his mind so I might as well do it.

I didn't mean to be intentionally rude. I really do like the girl—well lady, whatever, and if she doesn't have to represent me too long, then I want to know when the timer is up on the cannot date timer. I was surprised I found out that a physical therapist you can start dating your patients after 3 years but you got to have no contact with them for that long and then you can just like swoop in and start physically therapy-izng them off their feet.

So I'm not trying to curry favor but I did want to go on record since we were talking about other important stuff during the EMERGENCY. Also I still don't know what's up with the 17,000 hits. So I'm feeling cautious.

Just hoping nobody's going to take it too personal with the inevitably black PR story comes out on somebody. Like that's how this industry works. That's how it functions. That's how it's designed to function. I knew this day would come so I don't know what I'm going to do about it but here I am in the middle. Kind of on the side not attached.

I'm on the side.

Oh yes I have gotten like 12 seconds into your next podcast. I'm savoring it since I figured it'll be a long time before I get another sampling.

This whole exoneration of trial thing is taking a long ass time. I hope you all found this to be a learning experience. I've got some good ideas on how to get forward, once the artificial blockages are removed.

“holding space for another person to heal” is how the New Agers call it. I think anyway. I don't run with those types, I'm just following my directives.

Do you have anything that compares to “retarded Mayan dildo”? Because that was money.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on September 12, 2022, 06:47:41 PM
I can't bring myself to post anything while I'm waiting to hear about the legal. It's a very exciting time.

The shit that is happening that I could talk about, but don't feel like, is unreal. Beyond comprehension. Totesawesome.


There's nothing stopping me, I just don't want anyone to think I'm contacting anyone, or trying to. EMERGENCY, don'tcha know.


We are touched by love and our lives are meant to be forever changed. So there.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on September 13, 2022, 03:58:42 PM
dude, you would make the worst wingman. I would assume that everyone with you was a fuckhead who wanted to arrest me and take all my money, and you would arrest me and take all my money, then chat up my girl.

You are foul. I wish the psychic bullet would have killed me instead of sending me here, because I am sad to know what it is like to now that people I thought were decent are worse than pedophile communists.

How many miles to whoredom? oh, right, I can't leave the state, because it's an emergency you had to frame me for something complicated. just gargle your own piss before bothering me again for any advice, because my best advice to you is: I hope you drown, you clod. I don't need anything from someone who thinks they know best for anything they know about but couldn't tell micro form macro at a single pace's difference and I'm going to take a shit load of drugs after I explain all of the above to the judge in the case you helped bring while I was fearful you were dead, although Grapefruit comforted me by laughing at me and tap-tapping my shoulder of course never mentioning what was up, although you had lied to me about Metron fag-fag-twenty-five, and you weren't glad to see me, and you looked anxious and nervous and you know what, that was good enough, but then you broke down and vaped indoors---oooh, a rebel0-- I could tell we had something in common but then, you lied to dispatch and sent me to jail for Christmas just because I decided that I didn't like your plans and I could do better.


now I know why. You are not a nice person. I wouldn't';t bother mentioning it but I want it to be clear: I thought you were, but the nicest thing you ever did to me was to lie to me wto kee p the truth straight, so when she said "planet the tree and keep it watered and I'll tell you one day" and I was, like, if you're fcking me off with a ring then okay, *gulp* so this is incest.

I would. I don't care. I would do anything to forget the feeling of camaraderie and fellowship that I felt before once. it's gone. it's really gone.

she probably had a decoder ring to tell me how I was feeling. Gross. I woke up earlier and didn't wonder what you spent your time doing but now I wonder if I can ever feel like I'll ever be rid of the feeling of being watched like from Anthony, but by someone who has the cognitive capacity to perform an activity that means a slut chose you. Or something. God this woman is a fucking moron. Sure, don't tell me, then tell me then, yes that's' what they do when they got t oget rid of someone.
okay, well.

I can't believe you had any friends at all. i bet this is decoy caste and cast last automd. Well cheer up! I bet all the other skeezy slease bags that I never want to see again will be happy to hear you got the same retreatment too. When is the reunions? I could just publish but  Don't know I'll over compenstate.

I'm going to Court and take out what little remains of my frustrations on explaining how being a rat is different from being a liar. A rat is cute.

You were too. I lied, I liked your style and now I know it was to cover thinking you were important. You are not. And neither was my house, and I know which one I'll gladly live without, because with you around, maybe on a leash,  could always have a leg up in stealing another one all over again.

You're trash. Treasure this. So there.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on September 13, 2022, 05:14:35 PM
I'm going to Court and take out what little remains of my frustrations on explaining how being a rat is different from being a liar. A rat is cute.

They were clearly ready to roll a great deal more bullshit through and acted all huffy and puffy when I pointed out that what they were doing was a flagrant abuse of power. Is this supposed to be helpful to Life in anyway? I guess if they collar everyone--

and, they will--

something like Justice is being served but in spite of my comfy location, there was no reason to dump me off into zeroland like this, unless there was, in which case, wow, it must be so totally bad, I can't even be told, so maybe I'll mention that.


I have options. I have shields. And I have... a bunch of Christmas gifts from last year, ready to hand out to a couple people, honestly. I'll put them in a diplomatic pouch and burn them with the recipe for LSD-55555, which of course, none of you are gonna get a security clearance for.

I assume this makes all happy for now. Good day. Couldn't just let me play trivia, huh? Well at least I'm still a virgin. lol
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on September 14, 2022, 05:56:08 AM
acted all huffy and puffy when I pointed out that what they were doing was a flagrant abuse of power.

In a way, it was worse than the laughing, in that, this was the actual judge, and further, this abuse of power has had vast and far-reaching consequences, the resolution of which... why, well, it's just not my area.

Oh and, I can't use an attorney I was thinking of using because... DUN DUN DAAAAAH!!! He's representing my wife's father's interests at this time, which, let me tell you, was QUITE A SHOCK FOR ME TO OH SO ELEGANTLY DEDUCE when I called him and he said he wasn't in the criminal defense game right now.

He was very cordial. I could tell that there was something else. And I can see now that something else was STONE COLD ABJECT FEAR.

RAWR. eYe KNOW SOME PEOPLE, YEAH. WHY? OH, REALLY? THA'TS AWKWARD. I GUESS ALL THOSE VOICEMAILS WON'T BE HARD TO FILTER OUT THEN HUH? COOL.

LAW OF UNINTENDED CONSEQUENCES IS LIKE THAT, MR. (BLANK, JUST BLANK. I DON'T REMEMBER THE DOUCHEBAG PROSECUTOR'S NAME) STEPMANN, OR HUFFMANN, OR WHATEVER THE FUCK YOU WANNA CALL YOUR SELF, GIRL MILLER JAIME ZAVS LEGAL PROFESSIONAL. OH, BY THE WAY, FUCK YOU, IF I CAN FIND A WAY TO SUE YOU BEFORE EVERYONE ELSE, I FUCKING WILL. YOU'RE A DAFT CUNT AND YOU HURT MY FEELINGS AND I DON'T GIVE A SHIT ABOUT YOUR LAW LICENCE OR YOUR LAW JOB, YOU HAD YOUR CHANCE TO GIVE A SHIT ABOUT MINE.

AND YOU DECIDED IT WOULD BE EASIER TO BREAK THE LAW, YOU AND YOUR DYKE HUSBAND. CONFLICT OF INTEREST, MAYBE? N'EST-CE PAS? DON'T WORRY, I'M IN PUBLIC, NO ONE KNOWS WHAT I MEAN OR WHO I AM TALKING TO, SO THAT'S OKAY, RIGHT?

WELL THEN, FUCK YOUR MOTHER IN FRONT OF MY SYSTEM ADMINISTRATOR'S SECOND OR THIRD FEMALE COUSIN TWICE REMOVED, COZ LIKE, UNCLE DESTRO PICKED UP THIS NEW WEAPON FROM THE COBRA COMMANDER'S ARSENAL. WANNA TRY IT OUT?

Good answer. Now, fuck off back to work, you've got apologies to write. No, FOR OTHER PEOPLE. Life isn't always about you and your spectacular cunt, you know? Sometimes little people get hurt. Sometimes, little people, just barely under six feet tall, just tryna get by, in a world were a cracker man can't given protect his own daughter from -other- cracker men. (My condolences. What's that like? I know you say "cuckzi" but that's because you didn't understand and still don't, but maybe now you do: at the time, I didn't care what happened to either of them, because I saw buying your bullshit and actually fucking you two while calming I was "cheating" would be a fate worse than death on its own anyway, and if something worse happened, it was your problem, not mine. And see? It has been.

I'm doing the heavy lifting but what can I tell you, no one knows you have kids anyway and we're all time travelers, so fuck you daddy Dave: WE ARE IN LOVE, DAVID. This -is- happening. Not right now, but yeah, it's on. Yeah, no invitation, funny that, turns out she's mad at you, and respects me more when I castigate you in public. She's a saucy minx, right? I KNOW!) No, of course we aren't married any more. I only need that bond in place during the initial entanglement and transport. Now, if ... oh, he's gone. I wonder where he went, and why will he expect to find his daughter where he just went?

Which was know place, I imagined, when I thought about how I was gonna laugh IRL when I got done writing the last line of the show. j*eol. JACKSTAR END OF LINE? NOT A CHANCE, MOTHERFUCKER, GONNA BREED DATA RUBY FLESH, UNFUN UNF YEE HAW.


J*: end of line.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on September 29, 2022, 08:47:31 PM
In a way, it was worse than the laughing, in that, this was the actual judge, and further, this abuse of power has had vast and far-reaching consequences, the resolution of which... why, well, it's just not my area.
[...]
J*: end of line.

Well, I can't say that I like the Quaaludes, but I can't say I like the Qualudes either, shrug--but more importantly...


The show seems a little long for a five minute timeslot. How long is "an_hour" on your planet, anyway? Oh, really? Well, no wonder you think you're g*y, because *that* is *not* *a_penis*, Mate.

Yep, and that's not a zipper, either. Anyway. You probably want to get to a spa, right? *throws shoes at you* (Tradition.) There's another pair here, WALK IF THEY DO NOT FIT.
Title: The Inner Reach Hour - maybe of Power, maybe of Tower, idk, something FRU-T prol
Post by: Jackstar on September 29, 2022, 10:05:28 PM
*throws shoes at you* (Tradition.) There's another pair here, WALK IF THEY DO NOT FIT.

Just kidding. (Not really, what are you, on one leg? Hop faster.) I'm busy right now. WAITING FOR (BLANK)-LEY-LINE-CRUX-CALLIBRATION "Event," whatever the fuck that means. Oh, are you on another planet? I don't know, however you usually find out, Boy. Want me to send you an UberBoy, Boy? Okay, sure.

Cow, or Horse, or Whore's? Take your pick, Lil' Judge Dredd(texas). See? That's your name. Little t, just like you. And I am despicable, yes. (Some *have* said there's a resemblance, most notably Roger while swingin'.)

But not like Bugsy. D LIKE BUGS. *click*
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour - maybe of Power, maybe of Tower, idk, something FRU-T prol
Post by: Jackstar on October 01, 2022, 02:02:38 AM
MAKE WAY^3
Title: The Inner Reach TOWER - proly of Pr, mosd of Tower, idk, something FRU-T forsho'
Post by: Worthauger on October 01, 2022, 02:06:03 AM
MAKE WAY^3

The Emperor HATH ARI FIVED:
WAITING FOR (BLANK)-LEY-LINE-CRUX-CALLIBRATION "Event," whatever the fuck that means. I don't know, however you usually find out, Boy. Want me to send you an UberBoy, Boy? Okay, sure. Oh, are you on another planet? Just kidding. (Not really, what are you, on one leg? Hop faster.) I'm busy right now.

When most people say, "whoa," they mean, "slow down a little." When I say "whoa," he means "I'm scared, hold me." When GF says "whoa," I mean: needles.

Cow, or Horse, or Whore's? Take your pick, Lil' Judge Dredd(texas). See? That's your name. Little t, just like you. And I am despicable, yes. (Some *have* said there's a resemblance, most notably Roger while swingin'.)

But not like Bugsy. D LIKE BUGS. *click*

Queen Mother reports gladness. Secreted: off-world.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on October 01, 2022, 02:21:55 AM
dude! you would make the worst wingpersonman. I would assume that everyone with you was a fuckhead who wanted to arrest me and take all my money, and you would arrest me and take all my money, then chat up my girl.

You are foul. I wish the psychic bullet would have killed me instead of sending me here, because I am sad to know what it is like to now that people I thought were decent are worse than pedophile communists.

How many miles to whoredom? 54? 57? 55?

s(8)0-8()D! Sew t'acts are NIN THERE.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 01, 2022, 03:25:46 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/vlW7AeF.gif)

Now, get the fuck off my thread, BitchBoy!
Title: The Innerlucy NEFReach Hourian/TOWERING\EMPOWERING HUM
Post by: WORTHAUGERa on October 01, 2022, 08:17:11 AM
https://youtu.be/tm0_JkT0wSs

Now, get the fuck off my thread, BitchBoy!

Ma’am; this is KUCZIFER.

Hi OK. Now, is this creeper creeping on you... would you say, and/or\X0R (convey/Khanvey\*throat _apoplexy*KHHAN!) Let‘s resume.emuser s’teL .(.MMrn) -refizcuK


[img width=244 Now, get the fuck off my thread, BitchBoy!

McKay. George McKay, Clan {(Clas.FEZ/GORTON\💛🌟💛)🟡🌟💕}. GET YOUR SHIT OFF MY FAMILY'S LAND.

THIS
IS KNOW
JOKE: PUSH YOUR SHIT UPHILL, MUDFU- 🌟click🌟

[Pretty funny joke, I'm not gonna lie. Nevertheless, this isn't a kidding matter.
No more indulgences,→[].
Title: Re: The Innerlucy NEFReach Hourian/TOWERING\EMPOWERING HUM
Post by: Worthauger on October 01, 2022, 08:22:01 AM
Now, get the fuck off my thread, BitchBoy!

This taunt isn't IS NOT going to go over well with The Holee See, Sün. →[].
Title: Re: The Inner "Red eYe" Reach "AroundaBouta" Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 01, 2022, 08:40:38 AM
get the fuck off my thread

I prefer to be called by my street cred name, which is (many of you have already guessed): MASTER[]JAFD[.]SPECIAL.


Now, I know what you're thinking. "What kind of bullshit name is that? It doesn't even have a hyphen!"

Now, KNOW: PADA/(MEN\/vAN), that is THE POINT. *dong-clang-DINK*
Title: Re: The Innerlucy NEFReach Hourian/TOWERING\EMPOWERING HUM
Post by: Lazarus on October 01, 2022, 08:58:24 AM
🎈🐍  Ⓜ𝐚’𝓪ᗰ; Ⓣᕼ𝓘𝓢 Į丂 𝓀Ⓤ℃𝐙if𝒆ʳ.

卄𝒾 𝐎ᵏ. nØ𝕎, 𝕀ş т𝔥i𝕤 ᑕŕe𝓔PⒺ𝐑 Čℝe𝐄ℙƗήⒼ 𝑜N Ўⓞ𝕦... ᗯⓄ𝔲𝓛𝓭 𝕐ØU 𝓈Ã𝔶, ⓐnⓓ/Ⓞr\ⓍѲr (ⓒᵒᑎ𝐯𝓔ⓨ/𝐤Ħ𝕒几𝐕乇ㄚ\✶𝐭ᕼᖇ𝓸𝐚𝕥 _ÃρỖ卩LⒺx𝐘✲𝔨нĤAᶰ!) ᒪe𝕋‘Ŝ 尺𝒆ѕ𝔲M𝐄.𝔼Ⓜ𝕦𝕊𝓔ⓡ s’𝕥єˡ .(.Μ𝓶ⓡⓃ) -Ř𝒆ғ𝔦𝔃𝓬Ⓤ𝔨


Ⓠ𝓤ᗝⓣ𝔼 ғⓡᗝм: 𝒾ήŇᗴʳŕ乇𝔞ςⒽ ๏ᑎ 𝐭oᵈ卂Y 𝕒𝐭 ʘ❸:➁5:➃❻ 𝐚๓
〘ᶤⓜ𝓰 𝕨𝔦𝕕𝐭𝓱=2➃❹ 𝓝𝓞𝕎, ĞE𝐭 t𝐇є 𝔣Ⓤ℃к σŦ𝔣 ΜY ᵗ𝒽яE𝐚ᵈ, βⓘT𝕔𝐇𝕓๏𝓨!

𝓂C𝓴𝔸𝓨. 𝓰乇Øя𝓰ᵉ м℃Ҝ𝔸Ў, c𝔩𝔸η {(ⒸĻ𝒶ⓢ.Ŧ𝕖ℤ/𝔤𝓸я𝓽𝑜𝓃\💛🌟💛)🟡🌟💕}. 𝐆𝓔ţ 𝐲𝑜υr s卄𝕀𝐭 ⓞFⓕ ϻ𝕪 ғ卂𝐦丨𝓛Ў'𝕤 𝕃ᗩήᗪ.

ᵗн𝓘𝕊
丨s 𝓚ᑎᗝω
𝕛Ⓞ𝓀𝔢: ℙᵘsĦ ү𝓸𝔲𝐑 𝕤𝒽Į𝓣 𝓤ρĤ丨𝕃ˡ, 𝐌𝕦𝔡Ƒù- 🌟C𝓁Į𝒸𝕂🌟

〖𝐏𝓇𝔼𝓽𝕋𝐲 𝔣ᑌภ𝓝𝔶 𝓙𝔬𝕂є, 丨'𝔪 Ňσ𝓽 ⓖỖ𝓷ⓃA Lเ𝔼. ⓝ𝑒Ⓥ𝒆𝔯𝓉𝕙𝑒𝕝€ss, t𝔥เⓢ 丨ѕ几'Ť ά ⓚ𝓲D𝒹Iᶰģ M𝐀т𝓣𝑒ⓡ.
𝐍ⓞ mσ𝐫Ⓔ เⓝ𝓓Ⓤⓛ𝔾𝓔𝓷𝓒𝓔𝔰,→〖〙.  🍟💘


You got a hit spamboy. Your juice is lame.
Title: Re: The Innerlucy NEFReach Hourian/TOWERING\EMPOWERING HUM
Post by: Jackstar on October 01, 2022, 08:57:54 PM
Your juice is lame.

Can I have your juice?

You got a hit spamboy.

I've generated enough tulpas to service my needs for thousands of years. I have become (get ready for this):
 Duke-Hart-King-Lion-Fuck-0

DHKLF

I think it's gonna fit out fine.

spamboy.

I prefer "guild metagirl." I just like the sound of it. It's not because I'm a shapeshifting alien.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovbyh8rUASM

Yet.
Title: Re: The Innerlucy NEFReach Hourian/TOWERING\EMPOWERING HUM
Post by: Lazarus on October 02, 2022, 06:48:53 AM
Can I have your juice?

I've generated enough tulpas to service my needs for thousands of years. I have become (get ready for this):
 Duke-Hart-King-Lion-Fuck-0

DHKLF

I think it's gonna fit out fine.

I prefer "guild metagirl." I just like the sound of it. It's not because I'm a shapeshifting alien.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ovbyh8rUASM

Yet.

WTF man

(https://i.postimg.cc/MTHcpzmW/maxresdefault-2789027697.jpg) (https://postimages.org/)

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 09, 2022, 01:42:20 PM
I could go on ad infinitum concerning this.

Nigga-cracka, cracker-Nigger, you can't even go on for an hour. Let that sink in.


WTF man

I prefer "guild metagirl." I just like the sound of it. It's not because I'm a shapeshifting alien.

I'm the Tila Tequila of Orion's Belt. Deal with it, beetlejews.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 29, 2022, 11:09:33 AM
I woke up about half an hour ago, confused. Why aren't I dead yet? I was so certain that this would be the end of me. Maybe I was killed in my sleep again and I woke up somewhere else. That shit can happen. In the meantime, this.thug can come with his truck any.blanking.time, clean off my porch (it's not much trash, it is literally one trip even if you have a Tonka toy truck with a tiny towing capacity, and I would have done it before when my truck was running but every time I asked somebody where the fucking dump was they wouldn't fucking tell me, fancy that. what a hard fucking question huh?), grab your trinket (I'll put it in a box in the porch that may or may not have your name on it (I'll make sure to misspell it so you can recognize it without having to think too hard or at all), there's quite a few boxes there but by now it's got to have some kind of magical glowing aura that even a manipulative thug d-bag could spot, tubby, right? don't they still teach that at West Point?. Making s*** glow in the dark?), and then I won't even give a shit where the grill is, basically for the rest of my life. you can fucking roast women's handbags, whole half turkeys, legal papers, alligator belts fucking, I don't give a shit what you put in it: food, motor oil, jet fuel, frozen uncooked oatmeal mixed with instant butterscotch pudding mix, whatever you fucking kids eat these days, I don't care, add plastic jujubes for all I give a good goddam, but it's a nice grill (or at least I was before I discovered that I was still being addressed as if I wwre a walking piece of excrement and a recalcitrant one at that) and I was looking forward to using it a lot (I was going to eat meat, and exactly when did brunch wrecker become not anyone's liking?) and I got it in a hell of a buy and I never want to fucking see it again as long as I fucking live. (I remember I had to rent a truck to get it back to the shipping container in front of my house, that was like a half day endeavor, that was fun, that I mostly did by myself while dragons road n******, like whatever, that was back when I was still willing to rent a vehicle to accomplish basic household tasks like planning for the future, wow I don't remember what that was like anymore that I've lost all ambition to complete simple basic tasks—honestly wiping my own ass is getting to be too much trouble at this point, maybe I can swap identities with somebody who's older and I can stimulate the economy by having somebody hired to wipe my ass for $32 an hour—plus tip.) I don't know who made off with it, I don't know where it went. I'm sure it made it to a lovely home where it is loved and adored and respected and sheltered from my horrendous attentions. I hope it's a gated community to keep the riff-raff out—and the sewer rats in. Roast it, the rats, boy.

Bon appetit. Maybe you can toss a salad in it, you can call it the Innerreach Tossed Salad Maker & Portable Bomb Shelter you can sit in while waiting in a goddam grocery store parking lot for 3 hours for some fucking spooky cunt to take his sweet ass time to finish framing you before he grins like a big fat child molester selling candy at his own candy store that he bought cheap at a repossession auction and tells you to take this bag of total bunk bullshit to the person who asked for it without mentioning that it's all fucking bullshit, because with two squirts of Lemon Joy Bleach & a gallon of RC Cola syrup, if you dump all that into a 15 gallon stock pot that's been sitting around in a half-Hindi/half-Mongoloid industrial laundry employee bathroom (Olde World Charm adds the wisdom) for at least half of a solar Earth year (this impregnates the metal with cholera), put in enough Secret Ingredient X until the fluid level in the stock pot is high enough so that the mice can swim around and still reach their broker to day trade stocks (you're going to get some hopalongs later, you don't want half-wet/half-dry mice on-the-phone-too-long, you want them fuckers to be able to submerge, taking a deep dive is in their nature, and come up for air, Don't make the mistake of giving them SCUBA gear,  and submerge, then come up for air, and a repetitive cycle that leads to some measure of gravitas on the repeat loop for the educational filmstrip you're going to make on it in the back end, millions, Kid, I'm telling you: millions), and then boil the shit out of it for 8 or 9 hours while you have sex with the g*y you've been running a scratch ticket Ponzi scheme with for at least 3 years (this is important for tax shelter reasons), after the souls of the damned have come and gone to watch you do whatever the fuck eight or nine hours of sex looks like, I mean shit how would I know, right?

Anyway, long recipe short: that's how one makes meth that is NOT addictive. AT ALL. (Don't try it and see: some bald fat fuck is desperate to make a bust in the next two weeks or else his corporate sponsor is going to lose, as unthinkable as it may be, 5% on his next profit cycle, and he can't have that showing up on his resumé or else he'll never work in this town again—and wouldn't that be a big fucking tragedy, he might have to go back to honest labor as a classified research project security guard technician First Class, spamming black PR propaganda on use.net, with a mechanical keyboard, by rote... but hey, at least it's an honest living, not like some worthless f*g who just writes instruction manuals and poetry, fuck those losers, but seriously don't try this at home, you'll get 25 years in discovery prison, and your first day there they'll grape you with a demon that'll eat your brain, but at least you won't remember the next 24 years, so it's kind of like a spa visit, YMMV.) like seriously, they've had fucking nearly a century to fucking practice on this shit with volunteer conscript soldiers and totally ethical experiments on the unknowing public... of course there's a kind/formula\flavor that does not cause addiction in a person, and of course they've perfected it by now, how stupid can these people be? it's just basic chemistry, which I imagine is a lot easier to do with the guns pointed outside the door rather than into the laboratory space, you fucking fuck bitch cunt fucking shit head toolbox bastard slime enforcement types. (yeah I bet you hate “tweakers," you sad, salty, fat bald fuck, any scientist who doesn't go to sleep at night and wake up at dawn to work for Mr Edison, what a loser without a real job (like knocking over pencils and picking up papers), can't you just drone these g*ys? I know you can't just shoot them, because of your crippling PTSD that goes off whenever you hear a gunshot because it reminds you of how you got your first car and lost your virginity, but come on man. (it also puts you into berserker mode for 20 minutes and you can run around violating everybody's civil rights without any fucking shred of God damn human decency or fucking remorse regret or memory that causes you even a little bit of fucking experience of what it's like to have a goddam conscience, you get it yet, you pig-headed-and-assed-fucking-FUCK? because you are an ACTUAL asshole.) Show a little backbone when working like a real man at a real job not like some loser trading your spunk for pancakes, don't you have any respect for yourself?)

I mean they were stupid enough to trifle with me long enough that I blew the whole fucking thing out the door with the power of Alchemical Satire (we have a club at ÜÜ, we all have matching hoodie pullovers and sweatbands wrists, we look real cool in photos because some of them are Vampyr and you can just see the sweatpants floating in the air in the yearbooks that haven't been printed on sunlight-sensitive flash paper (Standards.) and I didn't tell them that I was planning to throw a cooking/grilling party (NO FUCKING BARBECUE EVER) for everyone--I thought we'd get a bouncy house too maybe, if it's legal for an adult to fucking use one without passing a fucking test, but fuck it—but now that I have mice running all over the furniture in my house (not actually kidding; I told you I needed a cat, what did you think I was going to do, flee from the site of vermin? I've lived with children, it's really no different, although if you could get a house cat that could hunt and eviscerate actual children, that would probably be something one would need a special magick-wanna growers license for that one would win in a lottery or something, probably not just the standard bribe to the Big Thug Wig 'N' Dumbo Ears Gang, they may not be smart enough to know that they're being used by Archons, but they're smart enough to know that if you've got a cat that can eviscerate children they either want one for their own so they can use it on people they're generally assigned to generational bullying, or they'll realize that their own children are at risk of learning how to do something useful by watching them clean their paws afterwards, and fuck that, thug children are meant to be grown to be grown ass thugs, don't you know that, and if you don't you can expect to be hauled away to a holiday celebration education camp for Thanksgiving, mark my words, we got 13 dudes who are well trained at standing around looking tough who have nothing better to do in life than make sure you don't get to break up your girlfriend before you get fucking thrown into a goddamn hole for a fucking year while being constantly threatened & harassed, ‘Merica!), which is remarkably efficacious for the purposes it was designed for: open transmission of infectious disease-curing nanoparticulate blueprint-vectors without being too g*y or too easy or too (slutty/shitty) about it, unless he's really hot (drugs) or he has some coke (medicine) or really any other reason, in which case, It still works, but it wasn't designed for that. It also wasn't designed to make a pill that gives herpes ex-girlfriends more addictive that it needed to be, or in fact at all when it wasn't in the first place. Like what the f*** does “addiction” even mean? The definition I got comes from 1992, and I'd be surprised to read whatever the current one is, as I figure it's probably classified, or just plain forgotten. Who has time to remember anything anymore anytime these days? We have to take care of an EMERGENCY. What's going to happen if we're not constantly trying to get more Abos to learn another new language at one's natural desired pace without artificially enforcing an arbitrary percentage slope of reinforcement with every respirated breath? And for the love of G-d, don't let me use the goddam phone. Or else everything's f*****, because someone has to suffer consequences for being genetically programmed to behave in a certain way with no possible hope of escape or free will.

Yeah, either that or... I cured addiction and made myself immune to it with Sourcery. I don't really know. Maybe they stuffed a whole bag of those one-dose insta-cure-pills inside The Ark Of The Covenant inside that warehouse. I fell asleep in remote viewing class and I never bothered going to keep secrets or else class (The one class where it doesn't actually have any class at all.) so I can't tell. (Lazy.) I of course didn't have any witnesses, because the only friend I thought I had was busy fucking a bunch of losers who thought they had real jobs (Good for you; I bet you had real families too.) behind my back, I mean obviously I knew she was doing something but it didn't occur to me that she was getting mind wiped every time you numbfuckheads raped her, so she's not really lying, right? so are the really cool stuff in my life I've done all by myself and nobody saw it, and I didn't write down any research notes, not because I didn't want them stolen, I'm just too cheap to go to the Kinkos and pay for copies, and it's getting too hard to sneak into High School libraries and use their photocopier for free. (And see if there's any new librarians that might rape me.)

I mean I paid my taxes once, so you know, those are mine. I'm entitled. unless someone from an island bubble breeding farm needs it first, in which case I have to wait as they get everything best in life first without having to fucking work a goddamn day, and I don't give a shit what you call taking a gun to a gun range and firing off an SKS, that's not fucking work but you bitches get paid for it. Yeah let's never do that. It would be boring with me like everything else that isn't with other people you can't let see me with you. (Eewww, gross. Now give me your phone, I'm calling the police.)

Have a nice time at the party, Richter, wave hello to all the people that don't need to keep pretending to be my arms. I don't need to make pills that cure addiction with one dose for Humanity—everything's going to be fine. Just fine. I'm not partners with anyone. I wish. I have four dollars, I need medical attention, my car has been strangled, my cat has been sabotaged, my water supply has been contaminated, my taxes have been forgotten, my house has been ransacked, my schedules have been tweaked, and all my previously held life's ambitions have evaporated, which is great, takes a lot of the pressures off me these days, let me tell you. I don't even think I need a hug anymore, as I've become dependent on loneliness. It can't be addiction because I'm aware of it, and I can't have a hug because I'd rather die, but I prefer that you don't kill me, I might accidentally experience something like a hug as my etheric body ascends from this dimension at point of death, and at this point before that point, that sounds like a fate literally worse than death—having a hug? Eewww, gross. Go do that with somebody else, you and your ilk can maybe pick your noses for each other and fall asleep cuddled under a spider’s web with letters across it that read, “HELLO PIGS” until somebody gets offended enough to tear it down. That is the way of our people, unless it isn't anymore, for me it doesn't matter, I don't have any people. Those are all yours, none are mine, as long as you've got shoes. Slaves. Okay, sure
 Now get back to work. I'm going to smoke some weed while on the shooter and then go back to bed, and if you think that's because I'm addicted, you might be right but that's only because I've become quite fond of telling you people to go fuck yourselves and waste in my life because I don't see any reason to produce for anyone, given the fact that I just been fucking 5 years fucking producing a big fucking waste of time for you fucking cunts and then you couldn't even figure out what to do next. unglaublich. you mindslaves are worthless. The Archons might as well have just turned you into those fucking dancing brooms from Fantasia, but I don't know what you do then with all those unemployed witches you'd end up with, because you can have a hard time finding another one like me to enable them to look at their children without losing all sense of self-respect for themselves, which is way more important than you might think for a witch who's entire self-image and self-esteem is based on how many G-d damn shoes she can convince a man to invest into buying by screaming in his face over and over long enough that it becomes normalized behavior to him—then just move into a split level residence with a bedroom upstairs and a shoe store down under, set up the surveillance cameras... dos the coffee pot with visine and liquid xanax, put the air raid siren on a timer for her clock set alarm clock to go off 5 minutes early for the 7:00 a.m. Earth Angel raid on the hells Angels last stand reenactment down at the Alamo, and watch the entertainment unfold.

This is exciting right? especially since, on top of all that, you'll never have to perform fellatio on me ever or ever again... of course not that you ever had to.

You taught me that. You also taught me how to break my mother's enchanted mirror, which is so cool, I didn't think that could happen, and then you totally fixed it while being completely honest with your abusive captors and openly lying your ass off to me at the CIA traphouse. Though I'll be honest, I didn't actually know that for sure that was happening until today, which makes it all the more a matter of totescertitude, for me, why all that happened like it did, and why you never told me what the fuck I was doing there, because it seemed like a complete fucking waste of time.

However, Jesus had to break that water pipe, I swear I had nothing to do with that intentionally, and had I known that was an issue I would not have left, and had you not been coerced against your will to live there so you could be used to generate all that videotape evidence of false yet-but-still actionable felony, I bet that cunt Dan-uh filled out the fucking forms) bullshit to put your friend in prison (she's my friend too and someone should let her out, FUCKING PRONTO COMMANDER) but I will admit freely that, when I came to find out that you had that problem to deal with, I couldn't be of any happier of a man to know—“Never On Paper” isn’t just a lifestyle choice, it's a homonym for kcoRRock.

Now, I think if you get the guy/geek/NERD|loser (with or without a real job, because #winning) who solved KRYPTOZ first to be my legal representative for this transgalactically-important and heavily influential Assault IV case, someone can finally take my deposition, not only will every word be the absolute truth, you'll be able to get off on everything, even if you don't have replaceable batteries, a pocket vibrator, and a flying car to go fly and fuck yourself AWAY HOME AGAIN IN, and you're going to have orgasm after orgasm all the way, which is just what I would imagine, exactly what I would imagine an Iron Man suit to be (my old job, but I quit the first day before lunch because they refused to guarantee me a blowjob to go with my goulash, because COVID but I thought they were just lying to get a DNA sample for free, can't fool me), obviously the nanotech counterpart components will be able to infiltrate the urethra the way a sounding rod would and go down and keep the prostate suppressed with pressure so when you're flying it feels like having a constant orgasm that's got to be the way Tony Stark would do it, and so that's the way I'm going to do it, but, not today—I have a headache.

I know a cure, but, I have said too much already, and you probably wouldn't be interested anyway, since it involves my anus. Sorry, I don't know any other anii, but if you find one, just put my first name in front of it and spell it any Native way you like while you're shitting all over it. I'll be fine, don't worry about me, that's worked out so well so far for everybody. Even Jewel. Peace.


p.s.: I'm going back to sleep. Enjoy the nanotech-enabled  space. I'm gone. Don't try to find me. No one knows where I am. I am a ghost. I am a Paladin. I am a Sourceror. I am a danger to the community and running me around to burn my available productive time is what has caused it, because now what is best in life is doing absolutely nothing at all for as long as it takes to watch an educational film strip spliced together to show only the good bits of a blank (kit), which is mostly just the parts where a thug in a brilliant white toga disguise asks for consent, and then carefully step-by-step, buys dinner again.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 30, 2022, 03:24:47 PM
https://youtu.be/3jpMfsJWlCo
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 30, 2022, 07:51:59 PM
“why do you trust these liars?”

I don't even trust you, Whitey. You had your chance to get close to me. But you decided I'm “f****** crazy.” Go talk to your old college buddy some more, go enjoy reminiscing old Santori times.

I really don't care what you're doing, and you're really not doing it with me. Never did, and obviously never will.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 30, 2022, 09:26:14 PM
I don't even trust you, Whitey. You had your chance to get close to me. But you decided I'm “f****** crazy.” Go talk to your old college buddy some more, go enjoy reminiscing old Santori times.

I really don't care what you're doing, and you're really not doing it with me. Never did, and obviously never will.

I didn't decide anything, nitwit.

Now, stop shifting responsibility, start taking some accountability for once in your life, and get some professional fucking help, sir.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 30, 2022, 11:10:37 PM
Now, stop shifting responsibility,

Stop bearing false witness. *lightning crashes* You're not cute enough to pull off what you're pulling without being really annoying to far more people than you realize.

You are in no position to talk about responsibility at all. Absolutely none. Remove the beam from thine own eYe.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 30, 2022, 11:20:50 PM
get some professional fucking help, sir.

I'm on the list waiting for a competency evaluation, and—spoiler alert—I'll be passing that too. I've lost count of how many psych evals have been done over the last 3 years, at least four, so when it comes to demonstrating sanity, I am the local realm champion. Bring a wooden Lance next time, for all the f****** good it'll do you, and I still don't know who "rosebud" is nor, if they're a real person, nor do I really give a flying toss in the wind.

You have no power over me, nor sadly, even any power with me. You have only the barest of comprehensions about who I am, and why you're invested in the outcome of my life at all is a mystery for the f****** ages. What did you draw the short straw at work? Did you have an ID in mind about how driving me insane and then declaring me such would be helpful to anybody? Well, I'm not the one focusing on you, and Christ only knows why anybody was focusing on me before your agent (a mentally disabled woman that you extorted and coerced and put under duress in that position, whose mind snapped when I disarmed her of her bladed weapon and buried it in the yard—that's why she flipped out, no one plannrd on that happening, I'm sure, and how is she now? Do you ever let her come up for air or do you just keep on pumping her full of hypnotic, sedative, amnesiac, and f****** drugs on a daily basis?) called 9/11 and made a series of bald, open-faced lies to Dispatch. I suppose that's legal for you Jokers to do, however I didn't really appreciate the panic attack that it propelled me into, and I imagine the body camera footage is oh-so-precious that Rodney King is eating his heart out on a rotisserie spit in his wildly-spinning grave. As I know there were two events scheduled for the exact same time in two different places, I assume that I must have been helpful to somebody, and since then I don't see how anybody's been very helpful to me.

I guess that's been one of those "behind the cousin's scene" kind of things. You know, your concerns about the state of my mental health would carry a lot more weight if I hadn't been left to be f***** off and alone by every single f****** person that I know for the last 5 years, which ordinarily would be to my liking, but considering I've been completely alone for 6 months except for a bunch of low-rank, low-vibe, low IQ Fed d+bags crawling up my ass looking for evidence of any kind of malfeasance, I think I'm doing pretty good considering that I still have no trouble restraining myself from condemning all of humanity to a blistering Hell of darkness.

I will say however, that I am kind of disappointed that I don't really give a s*** about anybody anymore, including myself, I'm sure you can all take care of yourselves. After all, you have each other to lean on.

Maybe you can go cancel counsel them. Your position of superior information and relative untouchability really doesn't sit well with me these days. What the hell do you think I'm supposed to tell people after this is all over? I can't tell them the truth—people would actually lynch you.

For me, that's where I draw the line. I'd rather have you sentenced to mowing my lawn, before seeing you hung like a horse thief, although at this point, I can see the reasons having some merit.

p.s.: Entrapment is a serious crime with considerable social consequences. But when the exact same activity is performed by a citizen who doesn't have L. Enforcement O. credentials, it's not entrapment at all, it's... self-defense. CASE DISMISSED.

VICTORY: KUCZI.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 30, 2022, 11:40:32 PM
I'm on the list waiting for a competency evaluation,

You don’t need a competency eval, you predictable egomaniacal prick.

You need help for your narcissism and total goddamn sociopathic lack of human empathy, you goddamn sock puppet, Mother-Fuck-It, Dick Head Weasel, piece of cat turd Pansy Dicked, Butt Nut, Piece of Shit!

Love, IR

PS. You also need a breast reduction.❤️
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 30, 2022, 11:49:28 PM
You don’t need a competency eval,

Well, I didn't need an EMERGENCY no contact order either, but I am in no position to argue with the judge.

you predictable egomaniacal prick.

The word you're looking for here in place of predictable is “reliable,” and I see no signs of any mania within me.

Though, I'm sure you do, Doctor, & is that your medical opinion or merely your formal diagnosis? You know at this point I'm beginning to assume that you're just some sort of chatbot.

And your boss is a coward for good reason. Hunted down in the streets and lynched from a lamppole, if people knew. People like you are scum, the lowest of parasites on the skin of society, and I am grateful for the small part I have played in pointing out your hypocrisy to the general public, although I do enjoy other activities with my life, like, well f****** anything at all. I hope they put you in solitary. You can go OOBE all you like, and everywhere you go, you'll either be unwelcomed or invisible. That should really help your crippling social anxiety. Bon chance, mon Frere.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 30, 2022, 11:53:19 PM
PS. You also need a breast reduction.❤️

That'll be up to which of the seven women the judge allows me to talk to after this is over. (Slice them off or plump them up, I'm willing to go either way; happy wife, happy life. Cosmetic surgery is cheap, and conveniently the terms of my mother's Will and Trust allow me to get that kind of thing paid for, and you could be damn certain that I'd rather buy a fresh pair of tits and permanent eyebrow waxing then I would a new f****** dishwasher in this besotted cursed hell hole farmhouse.) It's up in the air, she could just declare that I could never be allowed to talk to any of them for reasons of National Security, you know. Imagine that: being supported in your personal relationships by armed thugs order to keep away competitors that you couldn't handle on your own. If this keeps up, the Spirit of Texas truly will never die.

Especially if you continue eating maggots, Tough G*y.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 30, 2022, 11:55:39 PM
everywhere you go, you'll either be unwelcomed or invisible. That should really help your crippling social anxiety. Bon chance, mon Frere.

❤️Thank fucking Christ!❤️

You’re like my little personal fortune teller that I never pay.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 30, 2022, 11:59:37 PM
I never pay.

It's early yet. You've already paid an opportunity cost, you just don't yet know what it means that you have pushed me as far as you have.

Reminder: I don't give a s*** who you're f****** or even allegedly marrying or who "rosebud" is, and that's the truth. You've also gone from calling me up at night and asking me to confide in you with personal details about my life while claiming to be my friend, to being a person in public who routinely lies about me and claims that I'm insane at the top of your lungs.

And you think I need professional help? Dude, you have no idea what the f*** you've done to yourself, but I know this: I don't give a f*** if you died in the next 10 minutes, nor even if it were painful or not.

Let that sink in, Brother. Make some real jokes, Loser. But cheer up! You have made me look prettier, and it's hard to fault anybody for that since I'm sure we all would have agreed that was completely impossible as little as a year ago. Speaking of a year ago, I don't really give a s*** anymore what happened then either.. since I have no idea what that was.

But... you do. You should go spike a football or beat your chest or something, whatever it is people like you and your ilk do. Call somebody a n***** while shooting your six guns in the air, get yourself a new fancy hat or something, you know, whatevah.

Meanwhile I'm sitting here alone all by myself with no one communicating with me and I have no one to communicate with, which tells me one very important fact: People who are important to me have been lied to, because I am NOT okay here alone.

AND YOU'RE NOT JUST RESPONSIBLE—YOU'LL BE FOUND TO BE HELD LIABLE. What a fun way to spend a Saturday! For you.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 12:09:07 AM
It's early yet. You've already paid an opportunity cost, you just don't yet know what blah blah blobidy fucken blah-

Dude, your labia's showing. ???

(https://i.imgur.com/cPUTu6w.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Laser on October 31, 2022, 12:18:13 AM
I don't even trust you, Whitey. You had your chance to get close to me. But you decided I'm “f****** crazy.”

And with good reason.

https://youtu.be/AIqAZTy8PeY
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 31, 2022, 12:26:57 AM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhs1PsYU57o

Dude, your labia’s showing. ???

And with good reason.


Look, take it from me: your derision is fail. *makes dismissive hand-wanking gestures* I actually don't even know what you're referring to, and so, Agent(s) Kujan, getting a rise out of me is implausible at best.

p.s.: I'm not ashamed of how I spent my Christmas, and can talk about it publicly. Can you say the same? Scurry out of the light, Cock Roach Men, this is boring radio.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 12:28:06 AM
And with good reason.

https://youtu.be/AIqAZTy8PeY

(https://i.imgur.com/M2pob5d.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 12:31:45 AM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vhs1PsYU57o


Look, take it from me: your derision is fail. *makes dismissive hand-wanking gestures* I actually don't even know what you're referring to, and so, Agent(s) Kujan, getting a rise out of me is implausible at best.

p.s.: I'm not ashamed of how I spent my Christmas, and can talk about it publicly. Can you say the same? Scurry out of the light, Cock Roach Men, this is boring radio.

(https://i.imgur.com/xrdsqYk.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 31, 2022, 12:38:02 AM
animated "STFU" gif

I don't take orders from punks like you without a signed waiver. You really have a high opinion of yourself, don't you?

You should buy me another whore and then threaten to have her killed again. I mean, that didn't work the first -or- the second time, but third time is often the charm--and I don't think you've yet recognized the degree to which you have marginalized yourself.

You have no power over me. *gestures* Keep it up, Mega-Stud. You've dug your own grave already; now work on chopping lumber for the redwood panel-lined home sauna. Do something useful with your life for once.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 31, 2022, 06:04:17 AM
I didn't decide anything, nitwit.

Have a cigar.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 03:18:37 PM
https://youtu.be/qQzdAsjWGPg

(https://i.imgur.com/doXsJ75.png)

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 03:20:14 PM
Have a cigar.

🥳Congrats on the new baby narcissist, Mike!🥳

https://youtu.be/Zyj1K5Lyr_Y
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 31, 2022, 06:41:32 PM
https://youtu.be/ihp104UMvcU

🥳Congrats on the new baby narcissist, Mike!🥳

My seed is this potent.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 07:37:15 PM
https://youtu.be/ihp104UMvcU

My seed is this potent.

I simply refuse to listen to the whispers of false prophets.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 08:18:22 PM
https://youtu.be/Z22rP9FW4t4
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 31, 2022, 09:11:23 PM
I simply refuse to listen to the whispers of false prophets.

Okay, David.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on October 31, 2022, 09:12:25 PM
https://youtu.be/Z22rP9FW4t4

Okay, David.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on October 31, 2022, 09:14:38 PM
Okay, David.

Okay, Goliath.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on November 08, 2022, 01:01:06 AM
https://twitter.com/KucziMETA/status/1589784772603445248
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 09, 2022, 10:49:34 PM
Okay, Goliath.

(https://i.imgflip.com/706ijk.jpg)


Hungarian Goliath. David would have been making a mistake to bring rocks to a gunfight.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 11, 2022, 12:24:56 AM
(https://i.imgflip.com/70bl4a.jpg)


This is just a short note to mention that this is the polite way to deal with and undesired sudden rush of many SMS messages about sensitive subjects that are not welcomed, you'll note that the sudden unexpected inability to send was not accompanied by a threat to murder anyone especially my girlfriend, either raped or unraped.


And while it may be possible that someone in the background was a hell spawn abuse therapist to was brainwashing someone into believing that I was a threat, I don't really need to worry about that anymore, and I understand how people can just have to suddenly turn off Jack... especially when I've been right all along and it's kind of harsh to deal with that.

Since the legal definitions of harassment and stalking her pretty clear, I'm obviously not doing either, so it'll be hard for anybody to make a mountain out of a molehill in 12 days.

So obviously: money well spent. I know it seems strange without any ad hominem at all or any threats of murder or rape, but I'm sure we can all get used to the new paradigm where I don't have to be harassed anymore and you people don't have to be such standoffish assholes to myself and anyone who dares proclaim that they have a friendship with me.

Thanks, Noblings. Not so puny anymore. Things are obviously improving, and it has nothing to do with anybody that I'm not supposed to contact. Isn't that wonderful? I mean unless you're paying extra on the bounty to see me cry a lot or to kill myself.

I'm totally happy. But not from negative attention, and believe me I'm still getting lots of other threats from other places and there's no sign of it ever stopping in completion... because apparently I'm just not allowed to be so cool.

Happy Thanksgiving, everyone. By the way y'all can invite Grapefruit to your things and not invite me to any, that'll be fine I don't want her to feel left out.

She belongs. I'm no better than a worm really... but at least I'm not an Austrian worm, and while I may not be fully Hungarian, I'm happy to be partially a Bellingham worm as well.

Still miss that Google Pixel 6 and a working vehicle, but at least I don't miss some woman I'll never see again, sob blush... fat ankles? I wouldn't know and it wouldn't be relevant if I did.

tl;Dr: I'm Booker DeWitt and David is Comstock, and he's so old he doesn't know who Elizabeth is anymore... which may be a little too obscure a reference for it to be a quality metaphor for broadcast.. but it's exactly the way things are. And if you can find an Elizabeth anywhere that wouldn't be willing to take a bullet for me, that's fine tell her she can shoplift something smaller, and of course I'm not trying to encourage shoplifting at all.

p.s.: I've decided to celebrate Thanksgiving by going vegan. There's plenty of plant-based protein. And yeah I like meat, but I like taking breaks too.

Also I need to figure out if Samara is Grapefruit in disguise so if she simultaneously gets happy and burst into tears... well it won't be when I'm around but maybe somebody can fill me in, or not I don't know how these NDA/NCA's work.

Seriously my oven doesn't even work, and I don't want to kill a turkey. It's like I f****** shoot a bison with a f****** elephant gun though if I could, that's my main meal that G-d intended me to have... because I actually am native to the Americas on this planet too. I just don't have a tribe. And after 5 years none of them did anything cool with me... because I guess they weren't allowed, I guess they were in trouble, they probably should have told me that, it would have explained why they were so suspicious of me.

Don't know if were or are is the correct tense here, but I do know that I don't know if I can give a s*** either way right now. Can't really talk about why but I'm a lot less concerned about a lot of things today than I was a few days ago.

And all this even without a new episode of the innereach hour available. G-ddam, it's amazing how fast sometimes people burnout when some people simply never fade away.

By the way if TEXAS DADDY turns out to be actually possessed by a demon, I have agreed to do an actual exorcism. (Probably in the hopes that I'll be killed in the process, but guess what, what is dead can never die.) That would be awkward if TEXAS DADDY was actually Grapefruit the whole time, but is an exorcism really direct contact? I don't think the District Court of Cowlitz County is going to want to handle that themselves, they'll probably bump it up to The Pope.


p.p.s.: I generally wish I could speak to my brother in Christ again and discuss these kinds of matters in an interview type setting, but apparently that's a problem for somebody who believes that I'm “f****** crazy” and thinks screaming at me and posting it and doing other stuff is a good idea. So far, it hasn't really been a good idea.

Not just too bad; regrettably unfortunate... still, it's still a better MLM opportunity than buying lingerie for Hillary would be.

p.p.p.s.: My shields bounce hostile spells back at their sender. I don't feel insane or crazy at all. I don't really like this but I turned my shield controls over to G-d, and whether or not the mirror is working or not is entirely up to The Divine. Now I know that might sound absurd to some of you who think that mutilating the end of a person's penis is with a good idea in mind, totesworth it, but let's just say... they did mine wrong.

Seriously a tragedy if it's a woman it's routine for a male and no one sees the inherent dichotomy while scouring all of our culture worth any opportunity to cancel males for being supposedly toxic.

Similarly injecting vaccines into children is a totally cool needle thing but anything Jackstar would do is something denigrable. Think it's not you that it's bothering me, I'm just understanding very little to none about what any of this is supposed to do?

Anyway, livestrong. I decided to make that into a thing again by the way. I don't know if you noticed. Do you think Lance Armstrong's going to sue me too? That would be cool.

I mean infringement is serious, way more serious than genital mutilation. although I actually don't know anymore, I'm still holding up on how it's easy to yell at somebody and insult them for being mentally ill... for people who haven't met me before, I guess.

No no, don't bother trying to say “uncle.” It might feel like a submission hold, but Holy G-d, all y'all are way too long in the tooth to just sneak out and quit with a feeble one word grunt. Not on my watch.

12 days to Court. And those two chicks that those two orders are about that everything thinks are a big deal are now posting over at Bellgab, which I'm very comfortable with, cuz I don't need to contact them. So that's why I'm banned.

So they can feel safe. Okay, I'm not going to argue or complain. Not just because that would make me look guilty of something, but also that actually is unlawful to do those things at this point, and then how can I mock the anachronistic court system that I have mastered, if I don't pay heed to it in the first place at all?

Sorry for some of those of you who are suffering. Hopefully you're not three and a half miles down the road wondering why I'm not visiting, but largely it's because... well I kind of have a... shady reputation now. You'll probably months before everyone's fully convinced that I'm not really about to kill someone with a five finger Death Punch as soon as I catch up to them after stalking them relentlessly for 5 years.. I mean I'm not going to and I wouldn't, but the people in charge... they don't know anything about what I'm capable of.

All they know is that I'm an unstoppable juggernaut that doesn't fish, so basically I'm pretty much golden... as I can obviously control myself.

I can't clean house, but I am a man so that would be expected, so... as soon as I find somebody who can be trusted worth a damn, I'm going to take steps.

I don't know what to come but it's possible I could leave the state within 13 days... or, get hired for a cool job. Or fake my death. Doesn't even matter to me. Are you ready for this?

Do we even have proof that his dick even works? Seems like this is all fantasy. Especially the part where I'm supposed to be sweating it and disappointed and suicidal. But I literally haven't ever been, although ideation is a different matter.

Or we can talk about how that gif of the grapefruit with the fingers in it doesn't really bother me the way people might imagine it does but are sure to gets posted a bunch. They knew each other before they met me so they probably had done that then they did it again am I supposed to congratulate him or yeah he did he did make a joke about fucking her on my mother's couch.

So is it supposed to be making me feel that way about the matter, the way everyone else felt when they couldn't and now he's happy that he can and he wants me to feel sad or... don't exactly know what's going on there.

So I guess somebody's pretending to be me and then spying on snooping another machine and the information and then that's going to be claimed to be me and they'll have falsified server logs to imply that I've been stalking them, both of them, you know who I mean, and then with my podcast supposedly they're going to get a judge to commit me or some s***? Am I really supposed to be afraid of that? I mean could that even happen?

To me though, I mean yeah it could happen to a moron, it's not going to happen to me. They're not going to dare put me in custody again, for one thing, I don't need to be in a facility, and if I ever sit foot in that jail again, I'm going to see that hottie jailguard there, and at this time I'll be sure to let her know that... Yeah I'm not allowed to flirt with her, because she's at work, and if I'm in that f****** jail it'll be work, and it's not appropriate to seduce prisoners while working as a guard.

Nevertheless I had to stop her, cuz she didn't know just how attractive she was out of the three women there that couldn't help themselves. They had heard the stories. They had seen the body camera footage. There's no way they're ever going to let me see that, it must have been awesome. I knew they would have thought that I would have going to demand a copy so I would try to release it on live leak or some s*** but I would never ever spread that, it was so embarrassing... to everyone but me.

And since it was a panic attack and not a meth binge fueled psychotic break... And the span of a half second I went from loudly explaining the entire story over and over, sounding like I was out of control ... To quiet sedate and polite and then spent the next 3 days sleeping over Christmas, so obviously I'm not the typical kind of needle junkie that y'all have been claiming that I have been.

I mean they have seen such people. No one has ever seen what I'm doing. People are fascinated. You don't even know.

Unless you're one of the lucky few has seen that body cam footage. Look I claim no ownership, but I am dead certain that that s*** was totally deleted, and claimed to be an accident, and now I know how that happens.

When the wagons are circled the magnets in the wheels sometimes brush up against the drum servos that carry all the data for the police force, and then sometimes when a threat is presented at the same time as a officer making a completely innocent mistake things happen, it's not part of a conspiracy, but sometimes you lose some data when you're circling wagons, and then spend 11 months trying to build a case for no apparent reason.

I ain't even mad yo. But believe me, I am famous in this town. And with the right people. I am not sweating it.

So I guess a bunch of people must think that my cousin's a real a****** too. I mean I was pretty over the top rude, for 2 hours, I haven't gotten any feedback, which is fine, I don't need any, expect any, or desire any.

However getting fellated by a prison guard who's been constantly wanking herself while watching a bootleg copy of my body camera footage... well, you know, I could fantasize for that pretty easily.

And obviously I don't belong in a psych ward. Don't belong in custody either. Apparently I don't belong with somebody who didn't want to tell me how or why or what. Huh. Well I'm not going to demand answers, and I'm not going to demand fellatio.

Nor have I ever given drugs to a woman and forced her to take my cock until she chokes on it. It's something people do, isn't it? Huh. Well, whatever. Apparently some people didn't like it much, and I actually can't believe that anything like that actually happened... but I did write a private email about it once.

Once. And whether it happened once or even twice... The number of stories I've heard about it, have utterly desensitized me. Was that supposed to happen? And why not the one that happened on Doom Wednesday, also unverified and unverifiable... look why am I supposed to be worried about the stuff that you think I'm supposed to be worried about? I've literally been deliberately sowing false information about myself since I was 16 everywhere I go, knowing that this day would come, one form or another... like, that's not trolling, that's a cleverly pre-planned self-defense network.

And my hand of God, I actually can't tell the difference between Phil & David anymore. I think I should I should know Laura from something but I just really can't place it right now... The biggest news out there on the Bell Gap circuit is that Yorkshire pudd is really improved himself and it's ironic I can't talk to him while he's making a lot of sense, remember when he was all crying about guns a lot?

I deliberately left my guns in a place where they would be you know moved and then I would have to deal with life without them, and then believe me I don't know who has them but... I think I've demonstrated a problem with this previous notions about gun control. And that's something we're arguing about when Belgaum went down the first time, and that was 3 months before kavanaugh and anyway, I f****** love grocery put these days, he is so much more mature and he obviously respects me, which not important to me but I think he just thought I was some crazy idiot who didn't deserve guns.

Also I don't need them, but no one really knew that then. I'm kind of a badass at unarmed combat. Or armed combat. Or basically anything that I need to be a badass at. And, I look f****** crazy, don't I? Yep, badass at that too.

I got to go. People are calling me. Welcome to the next level... Chocolate Thunderdome. (Don't ask.)

p.s.: My computer got thrown out the window because of Thunderdome. That's when I first found out that I was really expected to not do anything besides look stupid and not ask questions. Like, apparently these people didn't actually know who they were dealing with.

So I have no idea what Rubini's 2000 whatever Thunderdome thing is, but I saw him spamming it, which is significantly better than him spanning my name with “cuck" in it.

I want to make something clear: I never publicized anything rapey, that was somebody else, and the person I met at the airport, didn't actually know she had been raped until she told me what happened. She didn't think that was rape at all, but.... well you know how Dames are. Anyway I wasn't supposed to tell her, and I guess it messed everything up. Whoops!

And there were at least five Grapefruits that night. Which one got raped, which one I really loved, how I couldn't have left them all and why I could tell them apart, those are interesting questions but they don't concern me at all.

So they can't blame me for that either. Also anyone who do get raped was raped by somebody they knew and it was been married to and in Texas that's legal, and somehow no one had told this to The woman I picked up. When I first talked to him, he said I'm in Texas, and I instantly knew: “oh that's because rape is legal there.”

But since they were pretending they didn't know each other while I could see them pretending, I didn't know what the deal was but I figured... how bad could it get?

Years later, I can only hope that none of you ever know the worst. But honestly whose pants are these and who's Pittsburgh Steelers jacket is this, and what happened here while I was gone, and why couldn't anybody deal with me when I was three and a half miles away, and why would anybody be mad at me? I'm just the guy saving all your lives, and all of you... I don't f****** know, but you sure underestimated me.

So I can understand why no one wants to smash. Thank God frankly. Hopefully you can all understand why I haven't want to grow the dentist, because it has really kept away the riff-raff.

And what was wrong with telling me that some man stepped on her partials? And why didn't they buy a new pair? And why did anyone think... that I was going to care?

See above, re: “information about myself deliberately sewn according to a master plan for 29 years.” Hi, I'm Jackstar. I enjoy long range planning, long-term planning, and watching plans come together long time.

I can't tell you what's been happening but that's okay, you can't tell me either. I sure should get a HAM license.

AND NO SECRET IDENTITY. I'm Jackstarkuczi. Yeah yeah I get it. You're all salty.

Y'all should buy a pair of shoes, and then get together in a giving circle and try them all out for each other. Or something, I don't care. Probably should stop making fun of me though, I don't think certain people are liking it, and I would hate for anyone to get hurt.

It's getting harder and harder to conceal my glee. Thank God it's not me suffering and I'm not sweating the idea that someone might murder my girlfriend. For one thing, I don't have one, for another... Well I mean they tried that.

Also I really was pregnant, it was weird. The less said the better—the symbiant and I conferred and agreed that we weren't going to go all the way to stage 6, and we're happy to go dormant, and then go all the way to actual birth-ascension some other time. So nothing like a miscarriage at all.

And there's a lot you people don't know about human physiology. For example, yeah I was surprised too. Especially since I was not supposed to be able to negotiate with it and it was supposed to explode on my belly and eat my body and then I don't know what but...For one thing, shields, for another I'm very persuasive.

It was a really great honor. And it might happen again anytime. I'm still viable.

Now am I crazy or am I being literary? Well I'll tell you that if you can't tell and you think it matters, I probably are not the one who needs a psych ward visit about it.

Me. Pregnant. Alone. Haunted church, consecrated graveyard, and you're all telling me I'm crazy. Me, I'm thinking Oscar-winning spec script.

Maybe later after I'm done drinking beer and planning video games. And yeah am I serious, or I'm telling you my plan? See, none of you can tell.

Enjoy, Baby. I'd rather write to a woman and make her come every time she reads it again, then have to bother with an erection and then tedious pumping back in and out ... Just to be happy.

Well, don't worry, I'm just happy that people I care about are still alive, and it's kind of neat having people scared to admit to being fond of me. At least until I go to a gulag with Sakharov.

Now... about those cigars... can I use that lighter on anything else? Or you can get all mad and snippy? Honestly I don't wish to offend.

I feel sad about what you've done to yourself already. Teehee! I also don't know how I could have stopped it... though I did publicly state that I thought you're all going too far. Mostly because it was going to end up with me feeling guilty about feeling awesome from all the schadenfreude.

And I so actually do. Now. I mean have a suggestion on where you'd like me to go besides YouTube? Bitchute seems too tawdry. And I don't want to give anyone the impression that I'm trying to track down Shaw, Kennedy, or anyone else's favorite streaming platform.

... But, you know it's not like they don't want to see what I do. I'm not stopping them from following me, it'll just look bad if I follow them. So I don't.

It's not because I'm afraid of more charges. Kind of afraid of getting raped by these women actually, I don't know how much they wanted me before but if they want me now I couldn't stop them. This is what never having a girlfriend again was going to be like, right?

CHECKMATE, QTs. Bye!
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Around These Parts Ain't Shit UUUUU (Gras.)
Post by: Jackstar on November 12, 2022, 04:46:13 AM
CHECKMATE, QTs. Bye!

This is not a game to me, but that doesn't mean that my commanding knowledge of the science of game theory isn't wholly useful in navigating the battle space that you've been whining about while dragging it and your boorish, uncouth, Alamo-obssessed gestalt all around the place around here. Like, I get it: you're not used to be stymied in your activity plans.

Nevertheless. Note the pattern: I am invincible. *gulp* Well, I did find it hard to believe that I was really --this-- smart, so... anyway, Divine Shielding. Also, your trinket is here, hers is still disassembled, that transparent coffin is a sensible message now, and... what? You know I really am a vastly experienced and creative-oriented intellgence analyst, right?

And, look at you--you're an out-of-plumb plumber. I mean, okay Mario--admittedly cool. And sure, you imagine I am -lazy.- Yes, that's right, I'm so lazy that I steadily built a solid foundation in preparation for exactly this event to occur in the future, as I knew it one day must... without hope or expectation of being paid. At all. Ever.

Lazy. What do you think this word means? I can tell already, you're simply misapplying it to me. I work basically non-stop these days. Hi, workaholic. Where is the "lazy" seen? I'm not mowing the lawn because I don't want to due something productive, it's simply... not a productive activity. For me. If it produces for you, you fucking mow it. Massive rolleyes. As if I have to automatically absorb everyone's value system. Pfftt. Dumb personal responsibility. Stupid visionary intellect. Dipshit unbeatable warspace strategy flawlessly implemented through authentic application of Divine Authority. Sure, okay, lazy for you.

For me, well, literally using false and defamatory statements routinely, thoughtlessly, and remorselessly against anyone and expecting any else a massive pushback of karmic energy, somehow, one day... like what the actual fuck.

I have nothing to do all day except figure out what the fuck has been happening. It's not impossible to analyze, it's quite difficult in fact. So, clearly a lazy person would have not done that. Or am I too lazy to figure out something -other- than what I find fascinating to do? Help me out here.

Oh, right, bound by some arcane contract law or legit unwanted consequence if Christmas presents are opened early... oh, well, that makes sense. It didn't make sense that since everyone here does exactly what I do now, except they all started -way- earlier, there was any reason to expect slander to do anything useful... not at all.

I asked to be "read in." Was it complicated? It's simpler now. Explain to me what it is thought that I am going to be destined into being guided into? Because none of the suggestions I've heard have been palatable to me.

What's more, someone might have thought to ask my opinion.

"Man proposes, G-d disposes."
"You'll never have another girlfriend again."
"I'm going to use mind-control drugs on everyone you have ever loved and while they will think they're loving it for real, it's a simple chemical weapon to warp a human mind and subvert free-will."
"You don't deserve anything you have and all of us are going to take from you and watch you cry because we can't possibly let you pretend to be Aaron Carter's mysterious twin brother."
"He won't figure it out--and he injects anything."
"It's perfectly reasonable to deliberately assassinate a Hungarian loner's character because there's no reason for him to be in Seattle or not dead."

Look, listen. Let me help you: all of this is destined to fail. Here's why: someone ruined it for everybody by choosing to take my destiny and turn it to a disposal. I won't point fingers. I know not who is so obsessed with eradicating my success.

How about this: Get thee behind, Satan. And, *push.* It's come to shove, yo. Someone ought to have never assailed against us all, and as I duck out--I am that Last Exit Pretty--and we are mostly all not coming back. This doesn't work. I've no interest in ripping through a sack of ducks because they sound cool when their cloacae explode, and the assertion I make with my very rythym of breathe, that I produce a liquid wave of text... you know, the denigration is pointless.  We running out of white space? You think there's a limit max for vowels? I'm just blind out of my mind with your shit, pal.

I'm going to tell you The Plan: 24/7 surveillance for a goddam year. for what? Source error code tracking. It's not super important, but it's also not useless, and it is so true, when you yourself don't like something, no one has any interest of opinion, and I don't like the fact that I don't know who you are, could be 3, 5? well, one, sure. I sort of remember the first time, "why is this person so excited to be recognizable and acting what a cranky ditchkilling fart thing to do it is that they can't tell it is me?"

Since then it's gone nowhere but filthy and flatline. My most vivid: "YOU'RE FUCKING CRAZY!!!" My hand to G-d. What could I have -ever- have done to anyone? Maybe if I killed the cat. I did not. The story about the bird on the toast in the bush. "OMG, that's terrible... that didn't sound like a joke!"

Cockslavedope and Twatproffersalt can have a mild or a bang-on-my-shield effect. I know I don't know how to find the formula, or even to know to follow it, of course. That's why I'm not in a braincase vise. Duh. Let's say someone knew all that, and had the time to make the mix---then, 3 gallons of "every boy gets blown lunchtime blues" milk-flavor milk additive... then dribble it at the IKEA buffet salad bar. Spray bottle. Penis spray gargle. I cannot. You probably can't either.

Because one more incident, and you're probably benched over a bench and getting the totescup 52-pickup. When have you had integrity? No one knows. (You can have the rest of what's left of hers. To wipe.) What was gained for a lot of us is at least... something. Your contribution has gone ravin'.


"Oh, my, he's talking about a penis in my head. Why not use his mouth? Oh, my head's mouth. Christ, if I just say "KNOW U" he won't know the horror of urine breath. That ONE time. In Seoul I will never forget again... but if I say "No, you" he might imply in an audible chatter picked up by radio satellites that might become a global phenom. PHEE-nom. Tee-hee! Pee-He? Oh, God, no, not Seoul all over again. Look I have a wall calender in my backwards eyeroll shot. He probably can't see it. He can't see anyting. I won't say anything. He can -think- anything. It's all just temporary imagination, who cares? It's not for class tomorrow, or anything important. Okay, butt, yeah, giggle, important tho, there's only like 3 weeks left to next milestone phase and Team Badmington needs to get that memory nasal drumline beatprint onto the Top Choice Tippity-Top Voice Forever Counting Downs SINNADROME Money Circle Enna Foreva Gram Point Five before the second deadline or they'll just go hog wild, *oh Angel* *sigh* bot, no, though, look, I know what I want, and I know how to get it, I'm gonna get this bad beat out of my ringing nose--it's an alarm that automatically vibrates when some singing Dick is about to sing for his splish, my sploosh, oh my sploosh why can't I just get my own devil to go down on? I bet it smells like PURE SULPHUR ENERGY!!! yeeaah-Ha! I wonder if I had his back and he had my boobs he could bend me over far enough to get a whiff of myself before my boobs came back and my back would be introuble? HELL IT WOULD BE TROUBLE omg look at the time, I am such a procrastinator and I am just going to have to suffer the consequences, if I don't check off this dumb bucket list box, stupid penile fixation obsession, moron smells like a U-Boat Breather Diving Tube -all over- for God's sake, what does he do, use it to filter his Speed Stick? No, wait, I do that. Anyway, just face it... you don't have to *gulp* but if you can't face this one short, stubby, tubby, elephant-hoof-in-the-room-sized challenge and Master that Punyling Fuckstick Ewe Drinker U is gonna never forget--either way for sure, but, Mastah Satah "Noids" Perrymason Fuckedapigonce Cobra Commander ("Die. No rollover. Just DIE *click*) is gonna call you on the fucking anniversary, to the minute, I can just see it, he's gonna be using a rotary dial so he can say he fingers me still, ugh, God, who knows where those fingertips have even been? And nails? Ugh. Hard pass. Will a finger pass? Ach, I will avoid this forever if I let myself, let's just focus on the task at hand, mentally, and with a stern affixment of concentration on my face... I will convey the certitude that this is my best "did I hear that? nah" look of sour frustration, and just... Eewww, it's like a glowing miasma, I'm gonna get U-Breathe... hey, how about just the tip? No, my tip, not the fucking tip, the lippy tip, the rind part, the eraser part? whatever, just the tip of my tongue on that and count to.... 1? I guess I can. He's not even looking, he seems frozen in time while that wide pancake mass looks like bread dough rising by 11am on Sunday and it's shivering or something, oh he's quivering? no that's spasm. rictor spasm. sigh. I hope he doesn't pull on of those ear buttons I have off I got them in Scotland and what is he even thinking, I'm not ready for the batter, I have to line up with Coach and get at least the weeks to line up. I need this executed by the numbers or these foundations documents are worthless to Vladimir Go Beers... Go, Dick, just taste yourself? Look at that U-opening. Ewwwww. I know it's gross. It has to be. He has U-Bro-Brat-Breathe coming out of -every pore.- I bet he batters his back with it. I bet it's his eyebrow pencil base layer aroma scent signature. He must roll around in the stuff or something. Does he even know which juice he's getting? I wonder if the batter one smells like actual Baby, or Hungarian Baby? Fingers crossed. Lithuanian Baby. OKay, focus on self. Only Me now. Only Me at the goalpost... pancake. I wish he could just fuck it, I'm so sick of this, I am ready for THE COLLEGE MEN, 10 months is so far away to orientation and my decoy martyr school of secret choice for choosers who might choose real good one day, for real, so... what is he choosing? why doesn't he put his fingers in my hair? it's like he's afraid to get any wrapped around him. it's like he's tickling himself with the ends of my goddam hair. dude, don'lt talk to the head through the ears, just grab the ears like a handlebarmatchset on launch day and just force me to get it on there, then I can say "neck strain, take five" and that'll be it. how can he not hear this? he's not even looking at me. how long can this anticipation last? TEN MONTHS TO COLLEGE HAIR STYLIST PART oh God oh CHrist I can't stand it I will just do it *lap* EEEugh--mental voice, facial expression squinched up face like tolerating the worst nightmare imaginable, framed in a pair of knees and limbs that are vague but the expression hype for "utterly disgusting" is beyond imprinted--

and underneath, the echo of the subconscious: "this bitch is actually imprinting you to hate yourself, have low-self esteem FOREVER and rely on her staine of g-nome, east of Island Moreau, North of Tauron Canyone, that chirpy bird pilot whose ultimate goal? WOODPECKER: INTO THE CHIPPER.


that's a TF Karmick, or can be. (I have special Clas. needs because I like to fuck actual hotsteppers instead of bio-dromes, if you put your ear to the cloaca, you can hear the Operators shun you.) Look, I don't have time for you to get into the finer points of how DIV-Eye Nation -actually- works, Plumb Her Innards Blue, Mario, I'm serious, I'm sick of this whole haberdashing. You spill hate, you cool tea, you act off like it's all so big sigh energy, big sky chief, nigger sky gatling gun, and you got it all. 2 members of Fam left on Plane Gamma VI, the captives are dust, Man. Toast. Jenny ashes and Katie cinders. They actually died when you portaled them away and that's like how it works. Dead. Sure, incarnate. Where? Right, no target trinket. I told you, go to the post office, ask for instructions, follow them, and I still don't get this whole AssholeJack thing. Oh, right, autoloathing, no wonder. Soulless void. Makes sense. You do crave the anal perimeter. Do you know why? Her dick has a tongue flair on the edge of the glans that works like a scrubbing bubbles to activate the control scheme.

Of course she raped you. It's all she does. She's not stuck but her cuntflesh, yes, newplane actreality, and you got all pissed because I was writing code. HOW DARE HE BE CREATIVE TOO QUICKLY? UNLAWFUL. Your fuckface is unlawful. You came for theft, anything with that on it? Yeah, take it and go.

She's somewhere. Sure, go find her. The baseball bat is NFC. I haven't done one single fucking thing here since I got back that I couldn't live without and I am going to call The Last Tulpa RN and get her on her knees to pray if I can actual. The world has died and the plan's ET killed it. And if I hear one of you sneering fuckwits--just one, mind you--snivel about anything you infer may be totesbanned toteshigh highsuperbad judgysupergood broomstick #beststick syringe is not my best stick... unless you're feeling like an Adult, punchy. Listen again: I MADE MYSELF IMMUNE TO ADDICTION.

I should have gone for being immune to your dick actual but I had no idea you would be a faggot under both shields and a twat aegis. Why were you crying? Does it matter? *feeling kinda sad, idk, i think she died from the smell before the bloodloss, I sharted from glee so--BOLO* classic manipulation and it wasn't even S\He. I want to pay for the attitude expressed. C.O.D. come one dear Boy, have a cigamk, you're not going to go far, you're not going to fly high until next week, so send out enough spam to ensure everyone knows... Jackstar scares me. I need a headache. He injects his own urine into his own scrote to enhance his orgasm. (Not yet.) I asked him to orgasm once. (INSISTED, to everyone.) That's when he told me, I was months overshot. Seed A1A went to the porcelain in the showers and he didn't bother to portalmark because, and I quote: "You want it so bad, work for it. Find me in a book and fastforward until the bathroom becomes an orienteering landmark." I just can't even. Maybe I'll just get one stolen black goldigger baby and timeclone it, but then I can't double-sneer at other children as a power coupling doubler. (Add two fingers of Scotch to glass to diminish empathy.) Look, it's like this...


Shane, do you believe that I am shadowbanned from getting a legit broadband connection here? I called Fiber Stream... literal exact voicemail greeting details everlong "muh COVID" and "muh staffing shortage" and I was wondering about getting a job, like, how is that so few people here? maybe fate, maybe bull, because no call back at all and every contact ever was like, "oh 8808, uhm, yeah, so busy, hold on, here smell my flower," ink squirts in my eye, what Court needs to continue itself this long when it knows it has absolutely no case OR star witness? like she's actual dead, yo. Ancestors banging drums in phase space and shit. No one speaks of the birds.
#KnifeTheBirds

like forget it ever happened or something? never imagined a modern Court this dolo. $9 grand for a suit. To do what? Admit I'm being frozen in carbonite? I do like your housing project, however. Is it a crossover spot?

Every single person I have ever known is dark in the flesh or always only digital. It is beyond macabre. T-Mobile data seems pretty kinda spare. Is the history of this space totes COMP'd inaccessible? They told me nothing, they never came back except to steal my truck, and being an accomplice to a clutch of thug plumbers who never even talked or smiled to me is not making a resounding threat now. I'll take the electric chair after hemlock espresso and I"m just not buying it--there's no EMERGENCY. Who to check? All plans I ever made with Tubby just went poof because I would assume she was murdered by a shapeshifter, picture on IG has her holding a gun I've never seen before, and the capture team have all ghosted.

But you dind't take a baby bird. Hrrm. Was it a mean baby? And I hope you are DEA, because if so, they'll have at least one good soul left on payroll before the rest are shot at dawn in shame. They just... took a shot at 10yr auto-prison, annihilated my homelife, and just wanked me off while I"m 3.5 miles away. 11 months ago.

(I don't know how large a message you can take at once, but it's not supposed to crack temper and trigger a 9/11 raid siren if 4 come in at once at 2 am... which, well yeah, surprise! didn't mean to wind you up that one time... and if it was from a memory of a firing range, artilery range, driving to jail for a perpwalk, whatever it was, dam yo, like instant: "PAST MIDNIGHT? ONE MORE TEXT INSTANT 9/11" I remember it better than the birds. Never did I want birds. Suddenly it's birds and then it's hey here's this g*y who makes me anxious let him jam you up and when you get back it's Christmas and I'm raging pissed and hasn't talked about anything but things I've never done and that's my phone and you're hacking it, 11 months, not even discovery. "redacting is hard." DId Venezula take C&C surprise decapitation strike? one last best thing: not one person has wanted to hear about what happened at all. meanwhile g*ys on .net are declaring "he strangled, here's why: It do." Crickets forever. 7 weeks after I get in. Assassinations look exact like. Or else it's on me to drill spine. Also across highway down to the east a bit, looks like a hobo murder house. Feels damned.)

A shitload of rocks taken in the landscaping. They were nice. Grill gone. It was heavy. Your compound bustling mildly. Trustee with not one single shit to say. Meanwhile if you are not hearing my audio publication you may be interested. I scream profanity, questions, and profane questions that will change the world. I saw a Camry with active camo, hyperreality phase shift somehow, it was suddenly an entirely different beat-to-aces 4 door sedan. It brought that thieving dirtbag back out of nowhere while I was alcheming, broke my whole stare with a gloomy mood, looked like he was doing a civil standby and I would have beat his whole skel down but he had a severe golem tuff with him named Yonas who was obviously guard, because he started a fight with her and then I kicked him out for her and then 2 weeks later she flips out for no known reason and dumps me on lies for Christmas Eve. You cannot tell me that there is not somehow word on developments by now. For example: seems like I have an Angels' Rx. You? She was getting literal poison salt from idk and living 24/7 while pointing "j'accuse" at me with knives. Probably for texting too much, goddam functionally illiterate. Community beyond Brotherhood needed. Oh yeah--might as well flee. Wanna buy it back ever? Oh and also the Black Masonry down over yonder past the 'crick all appear to be fentslaves "Dark"? more like dim. Avoid me, tiny pee-pee. Oh and yeah, the pumphouse seems to pump pure sulphur, pipes decaying into reeking crystal. Ransacked store down by land. No sense to activity, nothing explained, they drank alcohol and IV 151w/meth. Like wtf. There must be a hole-out someplace. No one likes my poems. Who Killed Kennedy?


In closing: you fucked the plane by dropping the Jackstare into snooty omniscience, what outcome were you steering for? Obvious goose in a bag with slits for your two (two) dicks is the clear upgrade path. Yet further: fuming insults with no context mean nothing in River Country. Let me walk this shit in over with you: you're unskilled at evaluating Consular Law even with a slide-rule, and if I ever figure out what happened to get you so goddam salty/cranky/niggardly I'm gonna do spellwork for an on-hour bell. We can ring around the rosie and ANYONE WHO DOES NOT SMOKE CANNABIS IS TRAITOR SCUM. You lied. You cheated. You stole. You shat in your own mouth instead of kissing her ass and the notion that someone would get upset that an unknown name is totesunknown and not even properly introduced is... whose fault? TEXAS DIGGER, IT IS ALL YOUR FAULT. I'm actually jonesing for a needle just thinking about how dipshit this has become, and how about me and you and Azzerae on OnlyFans, we can stream each other and you can be megasnooty as you judge lawful perfect executed activities.


Alternately someone can fill me the fuck in and get the fuck on down the highway in a car that isn't vulnerable to country boy country farm house country kitchen with bitchin broadband setup, and, this house is fucking shadowbanned from modern conveniences. Fact. You know this whole fucking mushroom's bitch ass to the ground. FACT. SHE FUCKING LIVED HERE FOR MONTHS BEFORE I WAS SHOWN IT AND TOLD HER TO BUY IT. How you imagine that my knowledge here is to be scoffed at and brushed over is testament to your vapid, llamapicker's notions of decency to reverie.



He did what? Slowly twist his heart to ashes. You know who gave me a cigam? Austria's most triggered cuntpoodle. One. Decided to cut it for me after analyzing my jib through a liquor haze. Hey, guess what? TOP OF THE MOON, ALICE. Lead investigator's name. NOW. Team Liason. NOW. Wake up and smell the coffee? Yeah you might as well slam the new WD-40 and Chille Pee too, as something was done wrong, the monkey has gone dead, the show is over, #KNIFETHESUMIBIRDS.

Actual revulsion. IDGAF what your problem is since you can't have a straight conversation about what's eating you since, oh, never. hey btw, responsible personal use and possession for legitimate entheogenic practices is protected free expression in these United States under the U.S. Constitution. I will get that shit Logan O.D.d on and twatsmash your totesface in a two-heartbeat oven and if you are mystified at all in anyway about why this is the part of your hazy reverie that you burst into tears, try this: Consider the funny. Count to 32.


Years later, are you still considering? Why yes, yes, I bet you are. 32 years toddling. Thundertoddling. Remember the psychic projectile weapon. Like the stick I forgave her for (she didn't even throw it, it was a nephew zipslipped in because OMG DVR ON PHONE WITH DICKSTAR so Beta-Top emergences, actual same as Miranda "Right!" Leigh, and boy is a conversationalist, beacons on my target left back calf water bottle, ground beside me to the right can of metal covering corned beef, or maybe energy drink? I slow my roll turn slightly to guage hunger or laughter, DVR is being dross wit in right hand on right ear and I'm basically going, "OKLAHOMA BANK AND TEXAS CONGLOMERATE AND CLOSE DEAL DAY METHMASTER Not_JACK NO_FUCKING_STAR shows up high noon acting like he owns the place. HE FUCKING DOES. Precedencies movies directly into the hits of 7-ish years ago, in which "What's Meth?" (me until this Current_Year, hey thanks for the blank stare at my cunt, fucko, you wanna hold on to more grudge or do you actually do any science beyond shake and back someone's friend's head's into a corner so you can go black_blank_vacant_stare, unloop your built, and teabag yet another emotional blackmail chip?) pulls the exact same shit, because, parents are still alive but these neighborleigh leads, get this, they wanna "help_me" by making me live somewhere else, you dig? Leave parents alone, haunted brickshitouse, clandestine chai-tea cozy ginger breadlosers, put me... where? Somewhere with an alembic, obviously, "What's Meth? Well, have you met Molly? NO YOU'RE BLACKLISTED ON CUNT *click*" Not that big a deal, a click, but when it's every shop, every store, every story, everscorn, oh, that g*y, yeah... all the eligible women of his type at_all_close subscribe to the "PUSSY_MURDER_PUDCRUST" and every.goddam.day, the topic is this:


he fucked up EVERY THING with his SELL FISH weighs and he's the Divine Order, he's the addressee... we just sling it on a doughhook, write down a couple numbers, and it's through a vacuum tube to Ohideaho, fuck no I don't tell him that, holy shit, are you crack sirius? He's never gonna stop fucking me by trying to pretend he don't like fucking (ubermensch too narrow, ubersoul no_black, YOU BREATH U-BLACK EWE, GROSS, whiskey glass k-lick), and he don't even remember when we did (sucked it so good he don't even remember, just dreamin babe) and forgets he hates gays, guys, Guy Fiero (knows I fucked him mad) and... Greys.

Him and his fucking stupid wormhole portal shit that blew my pile of crossed twigs and ex'd lotto numbers right when I was gonna WIN! WIN BIGLY! STONE SCREECHING OWLS ATTACK! (Shields.) Such a fucking douche at a party he just goes and leaves me alone with my stupid exbitch trugirlfriend from college last week 4lyfyo to get sit in the empty dark cold bedroom and watch birthday cake and pie hole blowing videos like they're Spock scanning for pick-up lines that worked EVER and how long until we get "tired" and "check-in" on "the bed" room. Lazy fat puking gross point fuckwit. What are we gonna do? Get tired? Yeah I'm beat just breathing about it. I can't even explain why he's invited, first it was for class, then it was for some (Clas.) schuul, then I had to be with Juan so I asked her about Juan and she just decided to show me, since no chance of auto-join since I put books in front of the bottom of the door. Light books. They'll spook him from learning anything about what he doesn't know and I JUST CANNOT EVEN ANSWER even ONE MORE QUESTION from that uptight impotent no-jizz no-rock no-fizz no, I haven't heard of Dr. Tyler, is he a Surgeon? Or a Sourgeon? Hehehe. He just should just fuck himself a few more times and self-evolve into a higher life forum that allows people to be themselves--I AM A TURBOTOTESLEZ, THANK YOU VERY much the DOOR is CLOSED so he can't see me sneering at him for wishing he could get stoned--Fat Chance--while being free from the judgements of others and one's own discernments... are you discerning? ah... well, shit. no. not really.


There's your stupid boyfriend. In your mom's dumb old room. I hope that ghost with the soul of the swampy assed who'really ate Ida, The Hoor, because I'll make a killing on the backend. That's what brings us together, girls kissing while one thanks G-d she doesn't have to choose and the other thanks the door for staying closed because if he sees what we're doing and even hiccups I'm gonna put his soul needle on his shrimp dick SAIL|\|E\/ERWAYWEIGH ON FUCKING EBAY AND THEN... JUST LEAVE IT THERE FOR DAYS WHILE ROCKING AND CRYING BACK AND FORTH ON SNOW WHITE'S SPINNING WHEEL IN THE CARPORT BUILT FOR CARLROBERT, he's fucking lucky to just be there, or here, lucky he isn't I don't want to cry here, I keep going back and forth on whether to sue him or beer him up for another set up DWI, and, why not? Safe bet, can drive a stick-shift at any speed.

ANY. Hahhaha... yeah, that's right, Max Planck (go fapbears, wood tasteful wood paneling), what youl're good at... just as long as it's not anything like something I just started doing OR talking about OR getting Splishy OR betting Splash--The Gordon-on. Hey this telepathy tastes good while I'm kissing this girl and thinking about what she's thinking about... Christ, who cares what's behind the magic door? I'll tell you what, little fuckin' KAY. *click*



(Okay Virgoes, here's what we've got going on for you here today... we don't spell MDMA with an E anymore, because it has been discovered--and, this is true, you can look it up--that some middle-management doozies and flunkies... are almost NINTEEN CENTURIES OLD. It's true! It's true. And so, now, without a 39 guage Elephant Gun, The Key, A Copy of your The Key (for your (locker/cubby) outside the door next to the drinksink(tm) dna collector "installed" on the side /wink), a trinket shaped like a key, a key-shaped blob of nailpolish on your plate of sauerkraut (1992) required IN-AND-OF-ITSELF for Timeline Totesaxcess, and you know, whatever kinda time/portal/aperture/emuanus|HOTDROPSPOT you keep *secure* bear-bills in... you unlock Our Knowledge. PERMANENT BITCHFIRE, DRAGONTYRE MCNAMARA & HOUNDS, LLC.,: Where The Hounds Go To Shop underwritten/CLOWNS IN GLAMMER WITH BLAMMER BALM ARE GODDAM REAL starclickstar
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Around These Parts Ain't Shit UUUUU (Gras.)
Post by: Jackstar on November 16, 2022, 06:19:53 AM
This is not a game to me

I am, and always have been since I got here and even then before, your favorite game. That changes today. because even before that, what I was was in your local area of space-time as most people
and things understand it... was the most nutritious prey.

As you know, that ended today already. I don't believe anyone is preying on me right now. I don't believe anyone is praying on me right now.


look at those two words. I pray that the Lord G-d is not choosing to make you all too intelligent too quickly, I want to have some fun with this. also I have a message for my cousins:

you're both alive on different worlds and I can see you both. I don't know what you can see, and I don't really care to. but I fucking damn well bet that gives you a tremendous achieving advantage.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Around These Parts Ain't Shit UUUUU (Gras.)
Post by: Jackstar on November 16, 2022, 07:02:08 AM
I am, and always have been since I got here and even then before, your favorite game. That changes today. because even before that, what I was was in your local area of space-time as most people
and things understand it... was the most nutritious prey.

As you know, that ended today already. I don't believe anyone is preying on me right now. I don't believe anyone is praying on me right now.


look at those two words. I pray that the Lord G-d is not choosing to make you all too intelligent too quickly, I want to have some fun with this. also I have a message for my cousins:

you're both alive on different worlds and I can see you both. I don't know what you can see, and I don't really care to. but I fucking damn well bet that gives you a tremendous achieving advantage.

this is not a game to me

i am, and always have been since i got here and even then before, your favorite game. that changes today. because even before that, what i was was in your local area of space-time as most people
and things understand it... was the most nutritious prey.

as you know, that ended today already. i don't believe anyone is preying on me right now. i don't believe anyone is praying on me right now.


look at those two words. i pray that the lord g-d is not choosing to make you all too intelligent too quickly, i want to have some fun with this. also i have a message for my cousins:

you're both alive on different worlds and i can see both your ewes, but i cannot see all your children, because they are not here, i don't wish they private. i don't know what you can see, and i don't really care to. but i fucking damn well bet that gives you a tremendous achieving advantage.

and yeah i'd offered to sell you a ticket to teleport to your brother, and i do the same thing to him too and then i take money from you both and give them to you each on the exact same moment in time, and then teleport away with your money as you enjoyed the o. henry experience... i'd find you eventually. but you wouldn't even know what planet you're on, unless you were on the same one as you were before, and let us know the elephant the room, whether or not she's dead or not, if she's trying this hard to hide she's got to be alive or you're doing some sort of thing i'm not it's not my business.

that's my mother's business. my mother, mrs. patsy anne kuczi-rubini got interested in a criminal underworld empire while she was alive and then when she was dead she said about trying to find out about it... yeah she's okay. i give her a bit of leg up.

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tremendous achieving advantage

yeah, i really never thought about it much, blink, but i haven't, right? and then i am waiting for the right moment to flip that switch-s⁰ⁿtit⁰⁴c⅘h⁰⁰⅖ⁿ⅒—& sometimes, y0yi wonder why i bother, but then i remember about things like what happened today with whoever the fuck it was and it must be fucking pretty awesome because i feel great and i'm not involved reliable for some reason and apparently some other people got hit in the shorts, and the tank tops, had an ear sliced off did they get a dragon egg wrapped up their ass while fucking and fertilized?

because i heard that shit can happen—anytime, anywhere
are gone, mine are. game over man, game over! i can spawn new eggs but i don't choose to, at this time.
i don't care to have many.l and i don't care to spawn.

but if you need a new queen elizabeth... look i could find the old one for you, the one that you misplaced, or the one who escaped who is “ralph having real life” (she thought it would be nicely inconspicuous, someone just tried to call me, they're talking to a dea agent now) i can send her a message and i didn't i didn't help her escape she showed up and she left she just passed through to say hello and to ask her permission which is what a person in that position does.

even if that person is a lizard queen, who pray perhaps not have lived as long as she should have but that was up to her was it not?

independent sources will verify i had nothing consciously intending to do to take your queen from you at all and if she wanted to stay here she i'm sure she would have found a way without me i just happened to be the one person that she said was the most polite and sincere in her admiration of the biggest river oh my queen that is she is my queen now all that is so sweet she will always be my queen as i prefer yeah i don't think she's inside me no she could be oh she would be welcome to join but she's busy she's away.

any more questions on the search of the british monarchy because i don't have no concerns on that wasn't on my mind but somehow suddenly came up relevant. lucy! toxic balls, duck, heal.

(it's possible i'm the only person who can speak american colloquial english and still remember to say “god! save the queen,” and why... and she did just tell me why about some of the details i don't have all of them, i don't remember everything i'm told, i just do things well, especially when a nice lady to me asks nicely.)

and i would never let that beastly assault of that_queen go in any way unanswered. and i have not. yes it is possible that she may have fit upon my testicles but that is fine they will regrow back, she says. but i must tell you that there is not much left.

i would cut my hands and ask for oysters but i'm not real royalty in that fashion and there's no man servants here and then i don't think that wishes will just do it rn. besides i don't actually want them to be that full.

your species and your society and the culture it has brought up around it —and has now been shown what can be done with the technology that you have been known to greatly call geofencing, but i prefer to call it whatever rhymes with whatever i'm trying to do at the moment, i'm a writer. i can do that as long as it's satisfactory to moments of impression—has been trained through reasons to believe that swelling big balls ready to burst is a sign of vascularity of really or something. well in my case, i tend to spend a lot of time drained, and if i pull up with that much water fluid... you can get a carpool going with just the fluid in a short period of time. (raise high the roof beams, carpenters.)

in any event, i digress, this is my rejection of the formal offer by the british crown to one (1) mister jackstar, and my official formal response right now is that i must simply politely gently regrettably with regret remorse and strong sense of wisdom and belief that i will one day be offered that crown again and i might say yes.

(i've already worn it at times, some of you noticed. some you didn't. once the queen had it she could make rules that made her allowable as a pastor honor of the crown itself. whether or not that happened in your particular timeline reality in your memory is up to interpretation as well as your own strength of character that you have lived on one planet one life one time.... oh shit some of you have and are right now.

okay well not me my first time here was i guess quite a while ago, people see you impressed by results of my sawing a woman in half trick, in which when i do so i reach inside her and i pull out a birth certificate that says i was first born here 50 million years ago, i think more crash landed really it's better description and then i didn't stay right i didn't live oh g-d that would be so boring, i don't think the explosion—never mind, i'm not getting into paleoscientolo.

i'm also not getting into this further at all as it's not my business being offered the leadership of the people of britain is certainly very flattering offer but it would have been not just an official and a formal offer but it would have been a valid legitimate and respectful offer if they had used my name actual name: michael clifford kuczi cusi cozy koozie koozie koozie koozie koozie koozie koozy koozy koozie cozy cozy pussy cozy cozy.

e-squire.  actually, all noticeing the pattern?

cookie cookie cookie cookie cutie


i am appalled. it seems that many things can be removed and added to the way things are examined and looked at by the robots. where's my control panel for that?

well apparently the dea knows. they're still talking away. president should look more closely at the panel.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on November 20, 2022, 04:23:50 PM
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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 20, 2022, 04:52:26 PM
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so is this you hypnotizing or is it you playing the banjo? and I'm looking forward to it but it seems awfully like you're capitalizing on something. hey do you remember the time I told you about how she she came running at me she was crying and she told me to stop she told me to tell you to stop making those jokes about losing weight and that's fine by the way I got a trinket here, that... you know after she got back from re-education camp see what she spent a lot more time with other guys than me so what how come what are you people didn't drive 400 miles I mean it seems like I was almost like a setup, especially since at the time I had no idea what it was and then I didn't even know you were I didn't even know I was being sent there in fact so any of this ring fishy to you? cuz it kind of actually should you know, I mean things were weird before then but things didn't get really weird until I figured out that when I had asked her are you seriously telling you that you tried to trade me for your sister and she said yes and it didn't work I was like oh my God what seriously yeah seriously she tried to fucking take a picture of you with something and then hand it to the judge and say take that guy instead and the judge said no I guess and then I didn't get all the details and then like this is a big private thing and then isn't that fraud or something anyway I could tell that she was losing her fucking shit and and like we clearly weren't the normal kind of relationship but I didn't seem fair to abandon her to all these dudes that came out of the woodwork apparently couldn't have a conversation with me about anything seems strange wow. oh I get it they were all in on it and they made up the story about me doing the other thing and they and they tried to....

speaking of which I guess I'll put one up too. no, not up my butt. no don't need any meals, Spooks left plenty don't don't use them though and then I figured this is going to be the final test this is like the last three days I got a White knuckle it oh man I just can't possibly do it and you know that the real thing isn't all that addictive at all so I guess she was probably talking about her ass then and little did she realize that I happen to know something about it.

we're all clear here that all this open air talk is is in order to make people jealous right so that she can let go oh I wish you could see Jack but she wouldn't really want to see Jack she just wanted she just want to do the thing that she is all the time anyway except do it all the time anyway you know I just kind of weird maybe I should have talked to a counselor I mean she got free ones how much she get she gets so much attention and it worked out so well for it.

for example all the stuff that I've written obviously it's a lot of writing for a judge and it prosecutor in a whole team to finish reading all weekend like eventually there's just minds are just going to blaze out right like why do they need to read it at all the whole point is look I can write and then she she does this so she told me to so what you want me to stop fine now it's not like I'm going to be expecting to say oh my God yeah and then they slap the braces on me and haul me out of the fucking room cuz when that big deal before right the big deal was that she said shit like she made all these fucking grandiose wild fucking statements that are fucking big fucking bullshit and so all these lie that's kind of a big deal she's not really me that I did anything it's that somebody probably shouldn't have fucking done whatever the fuck they did with her, and then in my case thanks thanks for leaving me alone everybody. I mean I know I feel better. as fun as it is to sit next to somebody who suspects me of being a serial rapist and strangler and and can't tell the difference it's funny that sounds like a fun lunch right I think I'll just hang up by myself.

so I think the writing was just for fun and color and maybe there's cool but it's wizard in there. Wonder where the book went.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 20, 2022, 05:27:28 PM
so is this you hypnotizing or is it you playing the banjo?

Anytime Dudeman makes a pointed reference real soon to point out his location, “South Texas,” or any other location it's got to be for the narrative the shadow zone says South Texas North Texas says he's in Columbus Missouri he's probably in Detroit.


I never heard but I saw at least seven or eight different physical bodies that representing her and then some sort of number for altered he's still the names of his point so I doubt they're all in States South Texas and they're not here and there was at least two there that night at three so can I just have one that can change your name and then we can go somewhere cuz I'm kind of bored I mean fuck you can't just tell me that one no contact order covers all the bodies I guess they all hate me since I just ruined a good gig or something. although I do want to point out that I'm pretty sure that the plan was to take me out of the picture and take all the stuff 7 years prior so I don't know if there's any way I could have avoided the end of it but I would like to point out that I don't think that there's any anybody thinking that I'm like desperately trying to talk to her again and get back together with with the woman who's an MK ultra activated asset I mean I'd like to talk to her and find out what the fuck happened and find out what everybody's looking at me like I'm some kind of a freak for did I use sorcery again something and then why was I what's a really necessary leave me alone all year okay thanks seems like seems like somebody could have been not a dick.

I'm gonna assume. meanwhile this is fascinating to hear about your CV and all your your hourly clocks and such I mean is it this isn't a motif is it I mean I can understand you got it establish your bone a few days about what you're done cuz I mean I'm sure you can't just say what you've been doing because I would be awkward I respect that but is the implications supposed to be that I supposed to talk about what I've been doing for work I don't think a person does need to work in fact I'm not going to work ever again I'm going to labor. I'm going to labor, at my writings. by the way am I supposed to be flattered or am I supposed to be creeped out that that energy seems to have the mysteriously the same recent narrative history as I do oh did you break up with your girlfriend too was that oh wow was it really wow imagine that that's such a silhouette is that supposed to creep me out like part of the way you make sure that you can remove me from the timestream or something.

“I thought my life was over,” $10,000 wow, did you get snappy's do you have any photos you know I got my they sent some Discovery and we're on the phone for a while and she was like do you want to email you want to come down I said well come down and get it and then I change your mind I said no email it and so I got a phone and then I check the email and it wasn't there and I thought to myself you know what I bet if I went down there they would just arrest me, cuz they're obviously not very you know nice around here, and then a little while later look at the email and then there was another either so I checked spam and there was one there and I click the button and then it disappeared and they went back and then there was two suddenly there was so much from one to two and then one of them didn't have the whole thing and the other one had three so that's good.

November 19th, 2019. that's how long of a deal with this honestly probably should have just bailed then I mean if I known that my friend who email me that I should email several days before but if I had known that that a friend's going to come to town that they were going to later on fucking hire out kit contracts into the other... I guess I'm Not Innocent I am that pretty anyway both these chicks thought they were going to take the house, well I don't know why there's no coexist which was strange anyway I had a plan November 19th way back then and now I'm listening to the inner reach talk about how his wife was this and this and this yeah that's cool and all but I've actually heard this before you know so we'll get to the get to the good stuff like what's what's the point of all this like is this just kill me and take things and then move on like is there anything else going on you're making a anything and I don't care either. got this podcast is killing me talking about his hard labor are you trying to imply something?

Maybe you could get a job implying things. “getting a job and moving out.” seems like that's the other way around like if you get a job then you move out with it you have to go back for it. it is really a job like the only way to get money these days, I mean I mean there's always selling out your family members right where there's that's a good one maybe a little ring a little bell somewhere but I was thinking of looking into something a little more outside the usual arrangement and then I've been busy paying attention to something outside a little usual arrangement oh I get it you're making it again right it's just she was the first person who I suddenly realize oh yeah I'm worthy and then she said no but that's cuz she was busy doing side piece simulated snuff film work but her mother's house for a future inclusion and a lawsuit I would like to mention I totally don't want a job my God I could give a fuck.

0l it's funny that people fixate on that though see I I plan that ahead of time by having the the thread with the hey ladies making people fix it in the idea that I'm you know fix it no I wasn't that was something else and then I knew one day there would be a situation where some fucked up mind slave robot little crossed her stepford wires and fucking threw me into the fucking pan that's what happens I can't remember exactly what I was on Bell Gab when I said to myself cuz nothing nobody else is going to be able to put up with these fucking nonsense for a while and then last man standing is kind of fun I mean cuz either either you know go down and you're surrounded by a pack of Harley hyenas or or I watch all of you a sale yourself against the rocky feet of My Lighthouse.

it's okay that I'm down with this happening, right? I mean somebody had to somebody had to get here, I am I am saddened that the body can't for the body camera footage did not make the cut of the deleted videos on the body count the luck.

I love that Innerreach is a felon. Yeah it says dismissed you have proof yes dismissed dismissed batterment batter mix a little bit different than misdemeanor four batterment is when you're you got to punch it and punch it and punch it call it sparkle like shit you know when you fucking do a whole bunch of important shit like when you're fucking doing important things and shit?

and you know it's kind of it's kind of ironic like you've got parts on your podcast here where you're talking about how you need to remove from your record what happened that's strange I'm happy to have it on my record cuz it's assault four not DV DV means that some of your living with and then I was living with her so why is it well I guess you wasn't there I guess it was something different kind of odd yeah well it's great that I get taken advantage of by some 117th of a tribe billion apartment I mean I'm I'm happy that I didn't allow the self-destruct sequence to complete and give it to flesh all of the walls and then nobody sees the mind that I was sent to jail I guess you figured I deserve it you know being all being all legal and everything.

by the way I'm typing so much well talking so much for a generation podcast cuz it's pretty good I'll ask make a little commentary and then I've heard all this before Oh my God like is this the location business card and then after all this time you were you know spending 6 months plan this out how is it that a year later like nobody's considered some kind of option I mean I don't have to be sitting here drinking beer that's why I stop drinking beer and then I don't have to be here right although I do until the truck comes back I can't believe this guy thinks that I'm going to give him money like that was the deal and they took the car so let's see who if I can just laid first we'll be handy if I had the ability to know what the fuck is going on and then I can probably plan something out and I don't know about talking to any person ever again.

do y'all think I'm stupid for not hiring a lawyer to sue you, cuz I thought about it but since you're all accomplices and fucking feeling fraud and shit I don't want to deal with it and then you may not have realized that you were doing that and I think I kind of I kind of prefer being able to yeah right you didn't tell you how dumb you are and so cute too but yeah you guys all fucked up the shit and for fucking no reason you don't need a house you're just like having fun mess with Jack's yard which is fine it just seems like everybody avoid me and acting like I don't know what I'm talking about it doesn't seem very authentic cuz I'm obviously not the same I'm clearly not off the rails anymore than anybody else I certainly wasn't like this beginning and then I'm the only like that now cuz I'm exaggerating a little bit a little tired but it seems like we could have done better right like a cruise like with Shawn David Martin you could have put the bracelets on me right when I got off and then did David get my PIN code for the laptop yet like I figured you you all can like talk to amongst your sales and figure out who's got the PIN code I don't think it did it by itself did I mean why would it do that why would I come over my computer lock myself by itself no some somebody came in here and fucking interrupt my shit which is kind of flattering and I was wondering what it is I'm talking about that's that's getting in the way like I'm an interfering with her opportunity to interview at Hooters?

$19,000 in silver I forget how much it's been on her but it was worth it I certainly learned a lesson and then I got value for my money and then I don't know it's I don't really know that I've lost so much money but just seems like she did and you know it also seems like this guy on the show is the is somebody who took advantage of her and I didn't take advantage of her and I don't know what has actually happened which is great for me since I have to fucking think about it maybe she got there and sell some more dope and then she'll make up.

now I want to know what it is that y'all do about whatever the fuck this is it makes it so you're talking about each other and discuss stuff in a space where I would be and then you don't bring me so that I'm down here and fucking November it's kind of like one around today is going which isn't all that funny but I think it is important to note that she's not really the one who did what happened like some some military guy teleported into her body or whatever the fuck it works and it was somebody's plan somebody had a plan to fuck this up so before I got here like what was happening then and then how is it that nobody's wanted to discuss that with me since it's my house and then like not yours and is it like super secret or you just like ignoring me are you just being rude on purpose or you just don't think it's important like you just don't think it's important I'll remember that you're in somebody's house and you don't think it's important how you fuck up his entire life that might come in handy later on when I when we go civil I like Christ fucking hope not you know I mean for one thing I have to be there I think for another I'm hoping for some sort of Christmas miracle that's going to explain why we're all putting up with this nonsense not although myself a little bit more than others.

p.s.: I love not mowing the lawn. it looks fine I don't have a mower anyway.

p.p.s.: hey, I don't have privacy, I'm talking to you.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Worthauger on November 20, 2022, 09:19:30 PM
Dudeman makes a pointed reference

I genuinely liked it, Sociopatsy.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on November 21, 2022, 01:46:28 AM
I will discuss the differences between Azz and Rubini in my next podcast.

I will also discuss whatever the fuck else I want to!😉

It's time to listen.

Forever faithful, IR
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on November 21, 2022, 02:27:41 AM
https://youtu.be/Hk2c7JPD2uc

I 💘 my sweet and sexy Mermaid! I 💕 you my Rosebud!🌹
My lover, my confidant. My best friend.😘

❤️‍🔥I'm hard... Aren't you?❤️‍🔥

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 21, 2022, 04:12:06 PM
https://youtu.be/Xz4Br8jFP6E

I 💘 my sweet and sexy Mermaid! I 💕 you my Rosebud!🌹
My lover, my confidant. My best friend.😘

❤️‍🔥I'm hard... Aren't you?❤️‍🔥



Hard to remember—but so small, there's not even any single member at all!!!

🥰
https://youtu.be/uLi9z_PKXaU

It's time to listen.
🔔—
Forever faith spiteful, IR

CRYBABYBABYRC HAV(∅ⁿK|∅⁰Kⁿ)!!!xas:!sad¡:sax!!! & LET UNLEAXH: The Booty 5 hit The Floor, River Tam—the ugly Augean Landstables Featuring (ONE FORTNIGHT ONLY) The Coffee And Shitstirin’-g Landstander will be by with Hercules piloting the roof Coop-House... because you can't stand on coffee and still stir the land, that's what Hercules AB & The Actual G's are here for... they ACTUALLY are.

🔔🖼️🔔

p.s.: honey my hands Broken Hans hurts. I can really hurts I think afraid my friend my phone's going to fall off. no not the phone my my thumb joint that broken high school it's fucking been aching ever since you decided to fall in love with me again which by the way thanks totally worth it but I got to get a master healer over here and if you bring one with you that'd be great we can have sex with her too but first my hand hurts oh my God and plus I think you're still dead for another one day and 75 hours or some shit. sorry for the long winded things I'm sorry I know well okay fine we won't have sex with her I don't care that's all messages yeah I got the fox here out
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Post by: Jackstar on November 21, 2022, 05:28:10 PM
I got to get a master healer over here and if you bring one with you that'd be great we can have sex with her too but first my hand hurts oh my God and plus I think you're still dead for another one day and 75 hours or some shit.

Note the typo I found. That typo was worth MONEY. Somebody already fixed the algo... Maybe, a damn fine auditor  fix that one by two, Auditor, two by two, buckle your corset, 3x3 HUNGA+GUNGA NIG HER from a tree 4X4 BETTER LOCK YOUR DOOR WITH THE KEY YOU WILL unrnmLOCK OUR KNOWLEDGE
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-∅ⁿCOLON STAT, and I claim this bounty is all other previously found sorcerer correction codes have found the wrong spelling of the word sorcerer and so I rewrite the sorcerer to sound like this sürcürürSÜRCÜRÜR. !¿Sad‽!¡

TELL ÜR LEAD YOUR DOCTOR: THAT YOU WANT TO PLAY HOUSE WITH while watching House M.d on Netflix is not on Roku and it's not available anywhere else except at a different location for employment so it's nothing personal, but if you're not allowed to consider other offers that's okay and I may not be in the work place tomorrow—not because I'm scared of you, but because I'm scared of her. Execute posts a bit Donna submit Dan submit Dana submit execute post 55 is alive mother- click
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 21, 2022, 08:00:49 PM
❤️‍🔥I'm hard... Aren't you?❤️‍🔥

Okay, listen up and listen good dick star.

Inner reach and Richard griefer are two characters played for by Matthew Smith kit Carter Christian davo and also Black Anthony.

Black Anthony's the best out I think.

There's one more goes by the name Seymour Glass, but we don't expect him to make it through the day. (Ed.: He's not going to kill himself, we just don't have room in the break room for all these new recruits during lunch, fire code standers, mostly about the stairs/***\#stairs, we're working on it We got to get some plumbers in from ultra 7, it's weird day, what the hell is ultra seven wow we're f***** Altair seven oh god, ED would be preferable to this, and I'm not even a man, do they have a pill for erectile dysfunction that's strong enough for a man but made for a woman? Well if they do it must be some kind of big f****** classified deal, sexist bastards grumble grumble -.ed -;Q) ¶Pppp: is this training room or is this punching pie room? Etc " a lot thermostat Holy s*** we're f*****.


Hi. I'm Jack. I'm a star. It's all one word check star oh Jesus yeah I like a check would be something else entirely Who the hell is right your software oh my god you can't even do this anymore I broke oh f****** okay well listen wow is this another planet there's big s*** going down and in the middle of it this m*********** has been hacking my computer and locking the pin off and annoying the s*** out of me and this other s*** too so obviously at the end of the day we're going to fix it and then we have to fix it so we will fix it and we're missing a grapefruit but oh there it is three two one and a half stars go
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 22, 2022, 01:46:09 AM
https://youtu.be/Xg65XWd0FoA

I 💘 my sweet and sexy Mermaid! I 💕 you my Rosebud!

POSIT: INNERREACH TEXAS DADDY (MIMMI INNER CHILD)
POSIT: INTERACTION INN. DO. H. (, Going to reached us heroin,) inner reach does heroin and I know Allison does it too now because I was told by her and David V.v.V (PROT-INI) told me that he was doing heroin, he actually said, “going Dark”, but that's what he meant, David told me to tell her that he was going to do that he told me he was going to do that and I heard him tell her that she was going to do that and I saw her reaction to that restatement. Trust me here, said the paladin new news is s***, and consequently knows other people should know their shit is shit he knows of, he being ME.
POSIT: THE FACT THAT I WAS SLIPPED OPIATES (without consent, It was a testing) SOON AFTER BEING RELEASED FROM UNJUST IMPRISONMENT
POSIT: DVR IN THE FLESH NOW ACTIVE WASHINGTON STATE ON HUNT FOR PRIME PROWL, PRIME OMEGA, AND GRAPEFRUIT PRIME.


HYPOTHESIS: If you let even(1) One more {1) Griffith die, just one and there's no other Griffin's to cover, you are not going to be IT✓

 P wow I use check marks? That was fast, I don't know who's on deck but must be somebody. Now, I'm going to have to go to, I don't know —I'm a hundred H u&j7 ntrdetired


paladinknvommang/∆\Phage’s Phard
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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on November 22, 2022, 03:04:55 AM
But our huckleberry he is.
:(
WHO IS THIS? WHO IS THIS POSTER?

Alistair Laird IS F****** BOTH OF THEM, DAVID RUBINI ALISON SHAW DANA AND MILLER ADD PUNCTUATION AS YOU LIKE THEY ARE WORKING TOGETHER WITH THE THIRD AND THEY'RE MAKING IT ALL HAPPEN RIGHT NOW
. F****** BET ME.
911/911\911

I'm not so worried about it but it seems strange that I got to put up with this s*** when I lived a much more heinous lifestyle when things were different, when there was a 10-year paper what I'm not 10 your paper I need to see that paper big time that's going to come up and competency file pretty soon. Either immediately or sooner than..


Also their copying my content and putting another name and rebroadcasting it and making money off it too off of this right here right now.

Gee thanks THANKS A LOT G THANKS

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P wow I use check marks? That was fast, I don't know who's on deck but must be somebody. Now, I'm going to have to go to, I don't know —I'm a hundred H u&j7 ntrdetired

https://youtu.be/Fi2A1hxT8y0

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Yeah I thought the p was weird and I thought the checkbook was weird and the capital piece was weird and other stuff very strange My phone spazzing out I got reboot it I put up a live and I don't know what happened to it there's shadow creature still... In short sums up and I think it's because the secret wedding is, IT'S a secret

https://youtu.be/FEnrWAYb8GU

B’oh

https://youtu.be/V8w8kTw7hGk

WOW
SO
MANY
HAX∅R
TEDI∅ÜS
SAD SAID SAD SERIOÜS


Yeah I thought the p was weird and I thought the checkbook was weird and the capital piece was weird and other stuff very strange My phone spazzing out I got reboot it I put up a live and I don't know what happened to it there's shadow creature still... In short sums up and I think it's because the secret wedding is, IT'S a secret

WHO IS MASTER TROLLDA? INNER REACHES HUCKLEBERRY.

RASPBERRY SWIRL HIS F****** PARTNER

YOU THINK I DON'T KNOW THIS S***? THINK AGAIN METH-MOUTH. PKATHLEEN MICKEY MICHELLE MICKEY 1416 WORKS WITH DAVID WORKS WITH ALLISON WORKS WITH YODA WORKS WITH THE FORCE AND IS AN EXTREMELY ACCOMPLISHED MAGICIAN, GUARANTEED MAGICIAN.

JUST CALLED IN JUST NOW WENT TO SCREENING AND THEN THE SCREENING DISAPPEARED.
COMP’d
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on November 26, 2022, 05:32:13 AM
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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Harley Quinn on November 30, 2022, 09:25:22 PM
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This is good, IR 👍
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on November 30, 2022, 11:06:18 PM

This is good, IR 👍

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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on December 06, 2022, 10:31:17 AM
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What, no hashtags? This isn't even Homo sapiens sapiens, don't quit your "day" job. Remember: without that paycheck, you're still a "winner," but without any winnings.

Say, are you tired yet? I'm okay, thanks for asking... PSYCH
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on December 17, 2022, 03:13:12 AM
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I wonder if she would like him as much if he fucked up her phone and made off with her truck for 3 months. Dear pig: It's not as though I wasn't calling him or I didn't have money. He deligberately withhead contact. Now, since you were telling hjim to do that so you could have time to set something up to screw over with, and didn't want me running off, you might have thought you had to do that.


Well, no. I could have been spoken too. I pretty much don't want to do anything around any of you people now, as I have achieved all my objectives. Found out the deal, made sure Allison rembers that I didn't turn into a hussy with loose morals, and you lied, cheated, ajnd stole from my parents, which--you're in charge of that? Okay, well, good to know. Also, a on-duty cop isn't going to be able to have sex with me if they have genuine feelings for me, as most people do, so, you've made sure to make it clear to everyone that I do have genuine feelings for my friend... and then didnt fuck her anyway. (I would rather hear Grapefruit say, "you arne't cleaning t5he house you bought for me up fast enough! I m leaving and I'm taking your house with me!" Whatever.


THe incessant frustration has simply gone too far. Additionally, there wasn't a whoel lot between us anyway, and I don't expect you to acknowledge those emails written. Remember: I thought I was writing to a dead person. I didn't even know if they were going -anywhere-, and you all were reading them, which was funny.

You couldn't just be honest about ajnyth8ing yo uwere saying, huh? Well, that's cute. I advise you all to stop fiddle fucing around with jy life, as I have nothing to lose and none of you mean anything to me as you have had ample time to be nice and you've just pretended. It's possible you're all retarded, and I dont' --really-- dont 'ahve anything here, except, you know, the trial. which is never. If htye dont' drop on 12/27, nothing afte that either.


I am not joking: I AM NOT DOING ANYTHING AT ALL PRODUCTIVVE, AND i'm not going to start, either. Get with the program. Stop being intrusive into m ylife and GROW UP, as I don't see what else I can do.  I don't need to kiss your ass, you don't even need pencil and you're not a fter good pphonehacker. if you can't stop time.


I have nothing to gain from you. And no one cares abbout narvotics agenct, and I only care about you. And you think I did something wrong.

OR maybe you just take whatever money you feel like. Shrug. Well, take whatever drugs you feel like too, I won't judge, and you have had enough help from me, I am sure.

It's a coordinated effort by one singluar group, eveyrone knows this, and you ight not inderstand something: GET OUT OF MY WAY. You provide me nothing.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on January 09, 2023, 09:05:45 PM
HELLO PIGS
NEW CONTENT SOON
I WANT UNBANNED FROM BELLE GAB
BECAUSE IT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING TO BOYCOTT IT IF I CAN'T EVEN LOG IN.
AND
YOU ARE
CHECKERBACKBLACKLISTED, (SMYTH - WHYTE - HYMEN) LISTED, which sounds like a mouthful and it's not at all, I'm just on a university phone and don't have a professional advice as well as professional tool sets available, which is too bad, for you, AzzeræUkCoon, because I am clearly the best that's ever been, and don't you forget it it's a ship not a boat *click*
Title: The Inner Reach Hour For Cowboys That Don't Cover Their Buffalo Trace's W-2 Form
Post by: Jackstar on January 14, 2023, 03:47:25 AM
HELLO PIRS
NEW CONTENT SOON
I WANT UNBANNED FROM BELLE GAB
BECAUSE IT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING TO BOYCOTT IT IF I CAN'T EVEN LOG IN.

Who's your Daddy now, Tex? *click*
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour For Cowboys That Don't Cover Their Buffalo Trace's W-2 Form
Post by: Worthauger on January 20, 2023, 02:00:44 AM
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Who's your Daddy now, Tex? *click*

CAN I WATCH HIM CRYING WHILE SHITTING ON THE TOILET TOO? SOUNDS HAWT. LET ME KNOW.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Innerreach on April 17, 2023, 03:08:06 AM
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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Jackstar on April 19, 2023, 01:19:50 AM
I initially decided to do this bold, challenging maneuver

https://voca.ro/13EJSkyk207u

I shot the meth, then smoked the rock over and over and over on the shitter until I was at maximum capacity--the worst goddam feeling/taste by the way, I mean it's just... really bile that way, it's practically like protruding out of the back of the top of your tongue, right? and the smell goes in the through the roof of your mouth into the olfactory senses, and... well, I'll tell you the truth:

It doesn't smell anything like fish or snatch, but actually... both of them had a tang of both of you, and the more I think about it, that's actually it.


FISHMETH JOB EWE LAWN! RISE AND BE HEALED!
RAISE! RISE! RAISE! HAIL!
MASHFIFTH
MASHFITTH
SMASHFISH?

Yeah, anyway, that's what it was. THE FUCKING METH YOU WERE ALL DOING ON THE DL. How can boyman even compete? Growing up, mastering time travel, and then dropping out of the sky and nailing the target with both hands over the noses... well, it's not an option. No, really.

Smashfish. Hrrm. Well, it's like this: your podcast SUCKS anyway so it's gonna be a transparent box for your partner's ashes in it or something, lol, like what a thing to do, SMDH

like I feel is there another message? Tell you what I can load it up full with GUNS, DRUGS, KNIVES, TAROT CARDS, AND A CLEAVLAND STEAMER YOU CAN LAY ON HER CHEST WHEN YOU THAW OUT THE CARBONITE.... wow, really? Where did that come from? oh yeah, Jennfer Banana. The worst. I bet she could dispense meth from her methsnatch and no one could tell expect a jew accountant show up every 12 minutes or so to hold up his skirt so she would lick his prick a little with his scaly lizard tongue and then -liek a flash- he's gone with the shekels because ugh, just ugh, I hope she and HR are very happy, uh... redeeming their top-tier souls, I guess.

 Iam not very good at this. Sorry. like your debrief. Let me gues is this more triangulation or are you gonna boast about oen of my friends you swindled or robbed or abdcuted or.... oh, whatever, you get the idea.

I really can't get over you after you went on about Rosebud, that was gross and, well, which one? Sorry, I retract the quesiton.


You having a good time keeping the country safe? Must be nice. My country is safe too because you and allison stole my parents' passports you dork and that hurt my feelings you wouldn't take me and that's okay, no one had room and I used to be awful.

Sorry, like your debrief.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Innerreach on April 19, 2023, 01:37:49 AM
For I am Jackstar, you mega punyling! Dancing tarot frogs in the streets! Don't even think about getting me angry! My successful sorcery conjuring isn't som some something to 2 be messed with! My truck was stolen, and my arm and face hurt! I need batteries for my smoke alarm! Where is my BBQ grill? Go fishing with my girlfriend and ga Ga GO neck yourself!

(https://i.imgur.com/b9uHqS4.gif)
Title: Waldorf & Statler: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Jackstar on April 25, 2023, 10:33:20 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/X9bDEmC.png)

(https://i.imgur.com/Vp3XHUN.gif)


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hc9ORaZvf-M
Title: Re: Waldorf & Statler: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Innerreach on April 25, 2023, 11:26:35 PM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hc9ORaZvf-M


Doing a hit-piece on me, eh? This ought to be interesting. ::)
Title: Re: Waldorf & Statler: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Jackstar on April 25, 2023, 11:56:49 PM
This ought to be interesting. ::)

It ought to be, but historically your productions haven't been.

Doing a hit-piece on me, eh?

It's your show. Do I have your permission to include it tonight in my content?
Title: Re: Waldorf & Statler: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Innerreach on April 26, 2023, 12:13:40 AM
It ought to be, but historically your productions haven't been.

I work a full-time job and have zero privacy. What's your excuse for your excuse of a program?

It's your show. Do I have your permission to include it tonight in my content?

-Permission Denied-

As I'm sure that won't stop you, I'd like to leave you with this sentiment.

🤡You’re the gayest dude I've ever known.🤡
Title: Re: Waldorf & Statler: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Jackstar on April 26, 2023, 01:29:20 AM
I work a full-time job and have zero privacy.

I'm under 24/7 surveillance in protective custody and what do you need privacy for? Your poetry and your blubbery man-tears?

What's your excuse for your excuse of a program?

We would all be dead without it.

-Permission Denied-

Awwww shucks.

As I'm sure that won't stop you, I'd like to leave you with this sentiment.

Have a tough country cigar and eat it, Short Round.

🤡You’re the gayest dude I've ever known.🤡

You don't know me.
Title: Re: [UNSOLICITED ADVICE THAT'LL PROBABLY BE IGNORED]
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 07:09:17 AM
...historically your productions haven't been [interesting]...

Bold words from a guy who talks over Tarot card readers.

Here's some honest feedback for you: those who try to get through the first couple minutes of your show are turned off by the talking over a Tarot re-stream idea. I have it on good authority, from multiple, genuine sources, that it bores a wide swath of listeners.

Also, your show is heavily lacking in subject matter. You claim to be a sorcerer-- Why not discuss magic? The occult? Dip in to the wide array of autobiographical, slice-of-life paranormal experiences, which I know you've had. Solid monologues of what you know-- Or even a guest well-versed in topics around the parapolitical now and then.

You're good with a guest. Whether it was you and I having conversations in the past, or that appearance you made with, say, 'Irish Demon' for instance. Another individual to spar with intellectually is something you do well.

How is that different to talking over Tarot card readers? Its more intimate, and there's less of a gulf between your audio levels and theirs. Talking to someone who isn't there, but rather is being re-transmitted over speakers while you yell over it and interject without stopping or starting the audio sounds shit.

You're very much up on conspiracy theory. Perhaps do a deep dive on some of those theories...just, anything that isn't you interrupting yourself every few seconds without finishing a thought.

If you want to do drama, do drama and name names. Don't be so vague that people are left wondering who and what you're referring to. Say what you say, do what you do and OWN it.

Non-sequiturs have their place, sure. But Jack, maybe a bit of show prep or research before hitting record will go a long way.

You lack structure. And, look ... I get it. Your lifestyle isn't one in which you need to adhere to a set routine, aside from doing what you want on a whim. At least, that's what you've led us to believe, anyway.

But sometimes setting oneself some constraints to work within can be helpful. That way you need not be inspired to plough ahead.

And, look, your output is admirable. You're pumping stuff out at a quicker pace than most. But I can't help but feel that is because the content itself is somewhat hollow.

I'm not suggesting you pander to a particular demographic. Nor am I saying that you should venture too far from what it is that excites you as an artist. I'm just saying you have a lot of potential. And I'm encouraging you not to piss it away. Use it!

And your audience will flourish.
Title: Re: Waldorf & Statler: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Innerreach on April 26, 2023, 12:18:42 PM
What do you need privacy for? Your poetry and your blubbery man-tears?

Yeeeesssss... What’s wrong with my poetry and my blueberry man-tears?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 26, 2023, 12:36:40 PM
Dear Diary,

  Today, Jacko hurt my blueberry man-feelings.😢😭

(https://i.imgur.com/cEB6eH5.gif)
Title: Re: [TL;DR ADVICE]
Post by: pate on April 26, 2023, 02:32:49 PM
Bold words from a guy who talks over Tarot card readers.

Here's some honest feedback for you: those who try to get through the first couple minutes of your show are turned off by the talking over a Tarot re-stream idea. I have it on good authority, from multiple, genuine sources, that it bores a wide swath of listeners.

Also, your show is heavily lacking in subject matter. You claim to be a sorcerer-- Why not discuss magic? The occult? Dip in to the wide array of autobiographical, slice-of-life paranormal experiences, which I know you've had. Solid monologues of what you know-- Or even a guest well-versed in topics around the parapolitical now and then.

You're good with a guest. Whether it was you and I having conversations in the past, or that appearance you made with, say, 'Irish Demon' for instance. Another individual to spar with intellectually is something you do well.

How is that different to talking over Tarot card readers? Its more intimate, and there's less of a gulf between your audio levels and theirs. Talking to someone who isn't there, but rather is being re-transmitted over speakers while you yell over it and interject without stopping or starting the audio sounds shit.

You're very much up on conspiracy theory. Perhaps do a deep dive on some of those theories...just, anything that isn't you interrupting yourself every few seconds without finishing a thought.

If you want to do drama, do drama and name names. Don't be so vague that people are left wondering who and what you're referring to. Say what you say, do what you do and OWN it.

Non-sequiturs have their place, sure. But Jack, maybe a bit of show prep or research before hitting record will go a long way.

You lack structure. And, look ... I get it. Your lifestyle isn't one in which you need to adhere to a set routine, aside from doing what you want on a whim. At least, that's what you've led us to believe, anyway.

But sometimes setting oneself some constraints to work within can be helpful. That way you need not be inspired to plough ahead.

And, look, your output is admirable. You're pumping stuff out at a quicker pace than most. But I can't help but feel that is because the content itself is somewhat hollow.

I'm not suggesting you pander to a particular demographic. Nor am I saying that you should venture too far from what it is that excites you as an artist. I'm just saying you have a lot of potential. And I'm encouraging you not to piss it away. Use it!

And your audience will flourish.

Azz, I think MethStar may have hacked your account.  You might change that password, mang...

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)
Title: Re: [TL;DR ADVICE]
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 04:00:54 PM
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Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 04:04:02 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/X9bDEmC.png)

(https://i.imgur.com/Vp3XHUN.gif)


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I'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS!!!
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Innerreach on April 26, 2023, 05:39:01 PM
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I'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS!!!

Though it was never meant for entertainment, thank you for the kind words and for not shitting on me like Jack does.

Much love, brother!

IR💙
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Jackstar on April 26, 2023, 05:45:25 PM
I'VE BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS!!!

I look forward to it too, but the thing about fair use is that it has to be invoked fairly or it's not fair at all.

The Perp’s Spokesperson denied permission, thus I had to cancel the event. I'm still seeing what I can do about it. I just woke up an hour ago.

Nice day for a walk? Wash night. Nothing clean.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 05:49:00 PM
Though it was never meant for entertainment...

I'm aware of that, buddy.

Its an informative listen. I'm a history buff, as is Dari.

So we enjoy the subject matter (as frigthening as it is).

I was however excited to see episode 4 appear on the board!

Hence the cheer and applause.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 05:50:44 PM
I just woke up an hour ago.

What does it feel like to be able to get up whenever you want, and have all your bills paid for you like a gigantic infant?
Title: Re: [TL;DR ADVICE]
Post by: Jackstar on April 26, 2023, 05:53:26 PM
Azz, I think MethStar

I think it best if you refer to he of which you speak as The Perp from now on. We are all made of stars, but only a few of you are still habitually and continually using methylated amphetamines.

Obviously, I am not... and now is probably not the best time to continue publishing defamatory slander as libel, which in some jurisdictions, amounts to committing felonious perjury — And certainly, will to have might have been construed as such.

YMMV. IANAL. IANTPYS. *click*


Incidentally, did you do something new to your hair? I think I like it. 🐣🦥🦄

What does it feel like to be able to get up whenever you want, and have all your bills paid for you like a gigantic infant?

It feels like apartheid. *click"
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 05:54:02 PM
Nice day for a walk?

2 suggestions: voluntary admittal to a psych ward; or long walk off short pier.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Jackstar on April 26, 2023, 05:55:41 PM
Its an informative listen. I'm a history buff, as is Dari.

Tell me what happened in the first week of May last year in your personal narrative history.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: Jackstar on April 26, 2023, 05:56:07 PM
2 suggestions: voluntary admittal to a psych ward; or long walk off short pier.


Nuts.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 05:56:27 PM
Tell me what happened in the first week of May last year in your personal narrative history.

I had a really bad day, and failed to wish you a Happy Birthday.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour #4
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 05:59:35 PM
Sue me.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 26, 2023, 06:21:26 PM
I ask about a week and you tell me about a day. That's not really very helpful.

Sue me.

I would never arrest your progress or otherwise get in the way of your development.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on April 26, 2023, 06:26:46 PM
I would never arrest your progress or otherwise get in the way of your development.

Why the sudden change of heart?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on April 26, 2023, 06:36:51 PM
Why the sudden change of heart?

You stopped raping and murdering your wife.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on April 26, 2023, 06:40:13 PM
You stopped raping and murdering your wife.

 ::)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on April 26, 2023, 06:51:40 PM
You stopped raping and murdering your wife.

Blubbery Blueberry Tears.

(https://i.imgur.com/Y4hTchm.jpg)

Sads
Title: Re: [TL;DR ADVICE]
Post by: AZZERAE on April 27, 2023, 10:28:42 PM
now is probably not the best time to continue publishing defamatory slander as libel, which in some jurisdictions, amounts to committing felonious perjury

snitch
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on May 09, 2023, 07:47:03 PM
You stopped raping and murdering your wife.

Hell yeah, I punch my bitch. And beat my kids in public-- Suck my dick, bitch!
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 22, 2023, 12:56:18 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/X9bDEmC.png)

(https://i.imgur.com/jjQ7CR2.gif)
Title: The Child | The Hour | The Time | The (Blank) | JAZZ HANDS
Post by: Jackstar on May 22, 2023, 07:21:31 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/X9bDEmC.png)

(https://i.imgur.com/jjQ7CR2.gif)



Quote
Opportunities that are meant for us will be available to us when the time is correct for us.

Have a cigar. How many times have I heard the following: "I thought he was going to chase me." Mark, and remember:

WHEN YOU COME BACK HERE AGAIN, AND AGAIN AND AGAIN, AS SOME OF YOU WILL--
AND, YOU WILL COME BACK HERE
REMEMBER THAT LIVING OG JACKSTAR DOES NOT CHASE.
LIVING OG JACKSTAR IS FUCKING FED THE FUCK UP, HAS NOT HAD A HUG IN AN EXCEPTIONALLY LONG TIME DESPITE NUMEROUS SHE-WITCHES BEING GIVEN AMPLE OPPORTUNITY TO DO SO, AND... CANNOT GET WITHIN 500ft of SHAWKLAN. ANY MEMBER CAN BECOME HER *SNAP* JUST LIKE THAT.

ID, FACE, TWATSMELL, CUNTASTE, CHEERFUL SUNNY DEMEANOR: TULPAFRUIT BITCHTULPA FRUITPRISON.

ANY TIME. ANY WHERE. AND MY HOUSE IS 500ft FROM THE HIGHWAY, SO YOU DO THE MATH, TURNKEY TURKEY NECK NIGGAAAAAZZZZ!!!

IF I COULD CHASE I WOULD HAVE. I HAVE LIMITED OPTIONS TO PURSUE: AND IT'S A SHORT TIME TO GET THERE.
SO CUT AND PASTE ME AN ADDRESS AND KICK BACK... AND WAIT.
JUST WAIT.
JUST WAIT.
JUST STOP THINKING ABOUT ME.
JUST WAIT.
JUST WAIT.
JUST MOVE ON.
JUST FORGET ABOUT THE PAST.
JUST WAIT. JUST WAIT. JUST WAIT.
I DO NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE PERSON I LOVE EVEN LOOKS LIKE RIGHT NOW.
I DO NOT HAVE AN ADDRESS. I DO NOT HAVE A VOICEPRINT.
I HAVE NOT EVEN HAD BREAKFAST. ZUT ALORS!
YOU WANT JACKSTAR. YOU NEED JACKSTAR. YOU CRAVE JACKSTAR. AND YOU ABSOLUTELY ARE RIGHT--I WOULD TOTALLY CHASE, TO THE VERY ENDS OF THE EARTH.

SALT? *BOOM*
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on May 24, 2023, 10:42:51 PM

Have a cigar. How many times have I heard the following: "I thought he was going to chase me." Mark, and remember:

WHEN YOU COME BACK HERE AGAIN, AND AGAIN AND AGAIN, AS SOME OF YOU WILL--
AND, YOU WILL COME BACK HERE
REMEMBER THAT LIVING OG JACKSTAR DOES NOT CHASE.
LIVING OG JACKSTAR IS FUCKING FED THE FUCK UP, HAS NOT HAD A HUG IN AN EXCEPTIONALLY LONG TIME DESPITE NUMEROUS SHE-WITCHES BEING GIVEN AMPLE OPPORTUNITY TO DO SO, AND... CANNOT GET WITHIN 500ft of SHAWKLAN. ANY MEMBER CAN BECOME HER *SNAP* JUST LIKE THAT.

ID, FACE, TWATSMELL, CUNTASTE, CHEERFUL SUNNY DEMEANOR: TULPAFRUIT BITCHTULPA FRUITPRISON.

ANY TIME. ANY WHERE. AND MY HOUSE IS 500ft FROM THE HIGHWAY, SO YOU DO THE MATH, TURNKEY TURKEY NECK NIGGAAAAAZZZZ!!!

IF I COULD CHASE I WOULD HAVE. I HAVE LIMITED OPTIONS TO PURSUE: AND IT'S A SHORT TIME TO GET THERE.
SO CUT AND PASTE ME AN ADDRESS AND KICK BACK... AND WAIT.
JUST WAIT.
JUST WAIT.
JUST STOP THINKING ABOUT ME.
JUST WAIT.
JUST WAIT.
JUST MOVE ON.
JUST FORGET ABOUT THE PAST.
JUST WAIT. JUST WAIT. JUST WAIT.
I DO NOT EVEN KNOW WHAT THE PERSON I LOVE EVEN LOOKS LIKE RIGHT NOW.
I DO NOT HAVE AN ADDRESS. I DO NOT HAVE A VOICEPRINT.
I HAVE NOT EVEN HAD BREAKFAST. ZUT ALORS!
YOU WANT JACKSTAR. YOU NEED JACKSTAR. YOU CRAVE JACKSTAR. AND YOU ABSOLUTELY ARE RIGHT--I WOULD TOTALLY CHASE, TO THE VERY ENDS OF THE EARTH.

SALT? *BOOM*

Your ability to interpret is as broken as your interpersonal skills.

And stop referring to yourself in the third person; it's an overplayed hubristic measure on your part and is as about as realistic as those gay “shields” you constantly prattle on about.

#Fucking🤡Girl
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on May 25, 2023, 01:31:14 PM
Your ability to interpret is as broken as your interpersonal skills.

That was really a major point to the psyop. Rendering my point of view ineffective was a highly desired goal.

And stop referring to yourself in the third person; it's an overplayed hubristic measure on your part

A. Titan fails to take your commands seriously.

and is as about as realistic as those gay “shields” you constantly prattle on about.

I'm not aware of realism being a core value here. Euphemism. There's some important reasons that I am doing what I am doing.

#Fucking🤡Girl

Nearly all of them are sultry.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 14, 2023, 09:21:47 PM
I hate when that happens.

~True Story~

(https://i.imgur.com/IIMmFQu.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 15, 2023, 02:08:09 AM
I take time out of my day to bring this forum shitty singing, cool synth pads, and a stupid alien abduction encounter, and all I get is fucking crickets...?

Well, fuck you too! >:(

(https://i.imgur.com/bbJ4jA5.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Laser on June 15, 2023, 03:07:44 AM

~True Story~

(https://i.imgur.com/IIMmFQu.gif)

I take time out of my day to bring this forum shitty singing, cool synth pads, and a stupid alien abduction encounter, and all I get is fucking crickets...?

Tough crowd, I know.

(https://i.postimg.cc/7PsTRqtR/Aliens-In-The-Yard-Free-Download-FULL-Version-PC-Game-600x280-2885093305.jpg) (https://postimages.org/)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on June 19, 2023, 03:40:50 PM
I want to tell you in person anyway because then you can watch my eyes.

I wanna know if my pupils turn into vertical slits. I'm dead serious. I don't think Gavelina is dead. She simply can't be found... she is not dying today either.

Not every romance is this warmly nurturing as ours, or hers. Technically she was born as a product of rape, but I'm obviously very happy with being raped, at least that time.

Well, *hitches up overalls* here's where I am at:


1) Gavelina? Busy.
2) Myself, for my own part, there is no doubt she is somewhere, and... "Call to Jon." Yeah, uh... no.
3) I don't know how to boil water to make tea. I don't have a kitchen to make toast. I do alchemy, I don't do chemistry, an I have ZEROzeroZERO interest in catching a conspiracy to manufacture charge. FUCK!THAT!
4) My phones are fucked up. Totally locked down by FedsHAGSfeds & I AM FED UP WITH DEA. (Fags are kinda cute. Look, look, they think they're fooling anyone. HO HO HO: NOW I HAVE GAYDAR. UPGRADE.)
5) Well, I have already won the day! Someone buy me lunch and show me how to eat it while I fly around in someone's helicopter. (I'M SERIOUS! Get what's her nuts in a helicopter and make her try and make The New Math without The Blessing, and see what happens. I wanna see how weaktea it is, and how many decades in prison she gets. Because THEN... I can trade to get her out of prison, get her soul back, et cetera. et cetera.)

6) I don't give a fuck about any of this. ttyl, Rubini.

P.S.: *whispers.... Thunderdome break command not recognized.*
P.P.S.: I have negative 14.50 in the bank Phil has millions of dollars, multiple houses, cars, and... I still don't give a fuck. Sure, he deserves all that. YOU DO NOT.

Unless, of course... YOU. ARE. A Groundhawg. Jesus. I just wanted a hug. Fuck off, you're like a real loser, huh?


NO BLESSING
NO CONCERN
NO CHARGES
NO GODDAM BLOODTEST

JUST EXACTLY HOW DESPERATE ARE (You)?

LESS DESPERATE THAN YOU WILL BE TOMORROW THAT'S FOR SURE.


BRING ME THE HEAD OF KURT ZWAR AND GIVE IT TO INNER REACH. PEACE.


I take time out of my day to bring this forum shitty singing, cool synth pads, and a stupid alien abduction encounter, and all I get is fucking crickets...?

Well, fuck you too! >:(

(https://i.imgur.com/bbJ4jA5.gif)


LET ME EXPLAIN TO YOU EXACTLY HOW FUCKING FIRED YOU ARE.

I KNOW WHO YOU ARE AND I KNOW WHERE THE BODIES ARE BURIED AND I KNOW THAT THIS TURN OF EVENTS IS NOTHING MEANINGFUL TO ME AT ALL... STRICTLY SPEAKING, IT'S A COINCIDENCE.

https://youtube.com/shorts/obXwGlgWM0U?feature=share

Look at this shit. Are you farging iceholes for fucking real?

"Can I get them for you?"

"Yeah... as as you don't...."

"How you doing... you good, you good."


I will admit that I would enjoy being hassled by police EVEN MORE THAN I AM NOW, because that old white lady needs to have the U.S. CONSTITUTION explained to her, real.... BUSINESS LIKE, BUNNY-BOY.

Now, here's how this is gonna work: I'm gonna publish, close the browser, and forget all about you for 25 years, you get put in the hospital, or.... you learn to apologize.


YOU WILL NEVER GET THE BLESSING. PERIOD. I ALREADY SET THE DEAL IN STONE.
EINSTEIN.

LISTEN TO THE WAY THESE FUCKING LOSERS FUCKING TALK. WHAT A GANG OF FUCKING THUGS.

THERE WILL NO BLESSING UNTIL THE WORLD RUNS OUT... AND THEN, TIT WILL BE TIME TO SQUEEEEZE.

SO HOW YOU LIKE DEM APPLES, FUCK-0 KATE-0?




IT WOULD BE DIFFICULT FOR ME TO EXPLAIN TO YOU HOW FUCKING MUCH YOUR FUCKING CARTOON AND YOUR SMARMY LITTLE BITCH ATTITUDE HAVE UPSET ME.

I WAS RAPED AS MINOR CHILD, AND YOU'VE SPREAD A CARTOON OF YOURSELF RAPING AS YOUR LEVERAGE POINT. YOU GIGGLE AND LAUGH LIKE A SCUMBAG LOSER IN A YOUTH CHRISTIAN CAMP.

YOU CAN'T USE THE FUCKING PHONE UNLESS ITS TO MAKE A PRANK CALL. YOU'RE SUCH A LITTLE PUNYLING THUGGY BITCH THAT YOU ARE THIS FUCKING LOATHED BY THE ENITRE WORLD, NOT JUST ME... YOUR FAMILY EITHER RAN OR HOLDS YOU AT GUNPOINT, I CAN'T TALK TO YOU TO SAVE EITHER MY LIFE OR YOURS, AND YOU KNOW WHAT?

I BET THAT OTHER PERSON -- THAT YOU KILLED OR EITHER KILLED YOU -- THINKS SHE IS GONNA GET IT TOO.

WELL, FUCK YOU BOTH.


LITERALLY, GO BACK TO FUCKING EACH OTHER TO DEATH WHILE ENJOYING THE LITTLE BIT OF SHIT THAT REMAINS.

BECAUSE HERE IS HOW IT WORKS: I CAN'T MAKE IT, I CAN'T SELL IT, AND I CAN'T FUCKING LIVE MY LIFE IN ANY OTHER WAY BECAUSE BIGOT CUNTING RAPEY JOKEY FUCKS LIKE YOU HAVE RUINED MY FUCKING LIFE.

MY ENTIRE FUCKING LIFE.
YOU CAN'T TALK ABOUT SHIT.

CONSEQUENTLY YOU LACK AWARENESS OF TONE. YOU LACK COMPREHENSION OF VISION.

IN SHORT: YOU LACK, HEREITTA LACK.

NERD. ALSO, YOU'VE BEEN WELL AWARE THAT MY PERSONAGE HAS BEEN STOLEN AND EXPLOITED BY YOUR THUGGY-PIGGY PARTNERS. BY THE WAY, YOU PICK SHITTY PARTNERS.

YOU GOT ME AN EMPTY TRANSPARENT BOX AND STUCK ME IN A FISHBOWL AND WAITED FOR ME TO DIE.


TWO YEARS.

WHAT WAS YOUR NAME AGAIN?


"I help people obtain their (PROT) cards, their (PROT) licences... can i get them for you..."

YOU, NO MATTER WHO YOU ARE, ARE THE REASON THE WORLD IS THE WAY IT IS TODAY.

I'M NOT GOING TO TELL YOU THAT I AM blackpope NOW BECAUSE YOU WOULDN'T KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THAT INFORMATION IF YOU DID.

HAVE FUN ENJOYING A WORLD WITH NO JOB SECURITY, NO FRIENDS, NO FAMILY, NO REASON TO WORK IF YOU EVEN COULD GO TO WORK... BECAUSE YOUR THUGGY-PIGGGY BULLSHIT IS FUCKING DONE.

AND WHEN THE SMOKE SETTLES
AND THE DUST CLEARS
YOU WILL STILL BE THE_ONE


WHO LEFT FUCKED OFF AND ALONE AND WISHING I COULD DIE.
EAT SHIT, SATAN'S HOOR.


PRAY TO G-D AND LUCIFER WHEN THE PROBLEMS IN YOUR PUBLIC SCHOOL SYSTEM ARE SERIOUS.

GOOGLE ANALCLICQUE CRITICS.

CLICK RO17D



I hate what you have done to my life and my friends and my entire world. "As long as you don't REACH...."


go smoke cannabis with that total battleaxe who brought a gun to a pacifist match... because if you think I won't choke the life out of your entire thuggy-piggy racket by simply... not even lifting a finger, you're fucking wrong. Do you even think? I know what you think.

"He's an addict! He can't say no!" /flex) Fucking bet me. And when I drive places where YOU cannot go...

And, you won't...

People will hand me shit, and then Officers will pull me over, and then.... "Your bribe is in the trunk. Can I go now? AM I BEING DETAINED SIR?" Then no matter what they say, I just calmly get out of the vehicle, and walk away... what are they gonna do? Shoot me in the back? No, no.

They're gonna go to the truck, because why would I lie? And why would I bother pretending ANY of you PUNYLING THUGGY-LYING FUCKS.... even had the authority to stop me? An #Official #Officer #Friendly probably will. SuperStarSuperDuperRapingStars, like... oh I don't know... #PROT for example?

You are fucking fucked and you goddam know it--and if not, you will soon.

Game over forever. I have negative $14.50 in the bank, all my friends hate me (for now), and nothing else in the world matters. Because NO CONTACT, Moron.

In retrospect, failing to provide for the possibility that your BDSM "Daddy" needed to have the shit beat out of by a "real" man was something many thought unlikely to consider the necessity of. But I knew that it would always be this way. I know how the script ends in the movies.

The hero runs to intercept. Pants sweating. Keys jostling. Change spilling out of pockets. He catches up to the villain, the antagonist, who just kicked a puppy, how convenient. Grab him by the shoulder, spin him off balanced, and with one punch, boom, love ever after.

And then, the next day, I am stuck in a car with a woman who pulls a knife on me. And, no one cares. Or believes. Or listens. Or is immune to being plucked from their body, mind and soul.... by someone like you,
who carries a gun,
with extra ammo, I bet, a guy like you, oh very!
and you intimidated and frightened my friends,
made them say stupid shit like, "you're holding out!" on something I didn't even know existed,
and "I need help losing weight!" because, you know why, too: she was being poisoned by someone who controlled what was in the bag that she was either ashamed to tell me existed, or, she didn't know it  was even there. You probably know all about scopolamine. What you probably don't know is that I know all about it too.

You don't even know what you've done wrong.
It's just so implausible to be believed.

And you think you have rights.
You have a bad attitude, zero sense of proportion, and the audacity to send me a transparent cigar box and leave me alone with it in a motel room while my friends get hooked on heroin and you do.... I have no idea what, but here's a hint:


you literally don't know what you missing, you only know that I got in the way of what you think you need, and you raped me. Multiple encounters, jokes. RAPE RAPE RAPE.


How do you think The Crystal is gonna be different? Well, here's a hint:

you are going to fuck and find out.

Have fun with Allison, chump. Go fishing again. GO sick duck GOOSE.

Tough crowd, I know.

The one (1) unarmed gunslinger saunters softly away.


You have two options. Both are pathetic. To you.
1) GIVE ME BACK EVERYTHING YOU STOLE FROM ME. QUIT YOUR JOB. BE NICE TO YOURSELF.
2) SAME AS 1) ABOVE, INCLUDING THE FOLLOWING:

RUN.


/me whispers... "I am the storm..."
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on June 19, 2023, 04:16:29 PM
And stop referring to yourself in the third person

/me is more like the 1,489th person in your life, turboslut.


I am going to rip open a can of tuna. Pfft. Like you care. You're like a real job. Don't quit during teh day, Loser. Because you do. LOSE HER.

/me BURN'em & Bailey: BAR LEIGH.
/me SEE SPOT BURN
/me BURNS BURNS BURNS THE THUGGY-PIGGY-RAPEY DRUG ENGLISH AVATAR AGENCY DOWN PAST THE POINT JAKE SULLY'S WHEEL CHAIR CAN TOLERATE, SO... WHATEVAH.

It is only a matter of time. And you thought it would last for ever. And it did.

I will never forget how it felt to realize what I now know. Because you pushed me around the same as ever.

I also remember how it felt when they died. Six times. I remember everything. I remember now.

Nice suicide attempt, btw. (It didn't work.) You ARE busted beyond the limits of your imagination.

No one will ever supply you. Happy jourknees, Gick.




It never even ocurred to you, to prepare for the... END.
It is HERE.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 19, 2023, 09:49:47 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/rnV4A7v.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Landstreicher on June 20, 2023, 04:40:07 AM
~True Story~

I take time out of my day to bring this forum shitty singing, cool synth pads, and a stupid alien abduction encounter, and all I get is fucking crickets...?

Just wondering if this was written, performed and produced entirely by yourself, and if so, that is in fact quite impressive.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Lazarus on June 20, 2023, 04:43:58 AM
~True Story~


(https://i.imgur.com/IIMmFQu.gif)

On a scale from one to ten, how would you rate your abduction experience, one being an George Adamski Moon Tour and ten the Full Whitley?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 20, 2023, 11:20:29 AM
Just wondering if this was written, performed and produced entirely by yourself, and if so, that is in fact quite impressive.

It's all me... The singing is awful, but thanks for the positive vibes. I was just messing around. I do, however, love the synth lead.🙃
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 20, 2023, 11:23:26 AM
On a scale from one to ten, how would you rate your abduction experience, one being an George Adamski Moon Tour and ten the Full Whitley?

I'd have to go George Adamski on this one because I had a great deal of fun!🙂
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on June 26, 2023, 04:27:13 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/X9bDEmC.png)

(https://i.imgur.com/ap1DitQ.jpg)

(https://i.imgur.com/9ulh8Cg.gif)

https://voca.ro/1r0dcRQK5Bgf
Title: We have lift-off! 🚀
Post by: Innerreach on July 03, 2023, 07:53:08 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/zErWE4d.gif)

https://voca.ro/1hewFumb58yh
Title: Re: We have lift-off! 🚀
Post by: Laser on July 04, 2023, 08:43:15 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/zErWE4d.gif)

https://voca.ro/1hewFumb58yh

Your original creation?

Substantial.

Reminiscent of Twin Peaks.

https://youtu.be/nCn3LYqCnrk
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 04, 2023, 09:31:07 AM
(https://i.imgur.com/jP5NHbv.jpg)

He's a massively gifted key-tonkler.
Title: Re: We have lift-off! 🚀
Post by: Innerreach on July 04, 2023, 03:33:17 PM
Your original creation?

Substantial.

Reminiscent of Twin Peaks.

https://youtu.be/nCn3LYqCnrk

Thanks, Laze.

It's pretty simple for brevities sake, and it has only been mixed for AirPods.

I'm sure this would sound like a muddy mess on a home stereo system, but without my studio monitors, privacy, and more time, this is all I can manage.

I can't even get Pro Tools to recognize my midi-controller anymore, (😡🤬😡🤬🤬) so adding virtual instruments is impossible.

I'm ready to ditch Pro Tools for Reaper, but I can't even update my computer. Why can't I update my computer, you say? That's another story... It would appear that I'll need another computer. Apparently, this four thousand-dollar paperweight piece of sh-....! Oh, whatever.

We're enslaved to a system of segregation and competition that robs us of our time, shackles our concerns to debt, and depletes us of our life force, all while offering us peanuts of opportunity for our passions, o-c-c-a-s-i-o-n-a-l-l-y.

-PEANUTZ-

-NUTZ-

-BALLZACKZ-


Did I mention these evil fucks go out of their way to HIDE God and his creation! Well, they do!

Everything I've ever endeavored to produce is but a shadow of what it could be. No, no, no. Should be!

No wonder, Jackstar’s insane; I battled substance abuse, and Azzerae talked to the devil.

At least Jackstar has a cute little baby dick that he can flounce around and brag about on the occasion he’s feeling blue. What do I have but crushed dreams and a shattered soul?

Ah, yes... The prolonged taste of perpetual and indefinite fucking dissatisfaction!

(https://i.imgur.com/v6VGDQH.gif)

Other than that, I'm all grinz.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 04, 2023, 03:33:42 PM
(https://i.imgur.com/jP5NHbv.jpg)

He's a massively gifted key-tonkler.

Too kind..💙
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 04, 2023, 04:03:23 PM
https://youtu.be/SGRgAULYgWE
Title: Nice job, you gift-wrapped yourself for D'Jinni (WAS: Re: eWe have lift-off! 🚀)
Post by: Jackstar on July 04, 2023, 09:47:52 PM
Thanks, Laze.

A psychopath is never more polite than when he thinks he got away with it. /gratsUdidNOT.

It's pretty simple for brevities sake, and it has only been mixed for AirPods.

/clap4goo
/crown4jester
/crown4(PROT)

I'm sure this would sound like a muddy mess

I'm sure you think you know what that would sound like, but, wait a few hours, Champ.
Wait for after dark.

I can't even get Pro Tools to recognize my midi-controller anymore, (😡🤬😡🤬🤬) so adding virtual instruments is impossible.

Well, did you remember to buy a licence for Grandpa? Because... well, you might be looking at a pretty serious ToS violation, butt-E boy-RL. (You really have no idea what you're doing, but that's okay, just be really polite on AfroCONBellgab, and brass it out, it'll be fine, right? Teacher preachesteachesniggers.)

I'm ready to ditch Pro Tools for Reaper, but I can't even update my computer. Why can't I update my computer, you say? That's another story...
Actually, I was going to go with "I just spent all fucking day fixing your huge, colossal fuck-up (Ladies, you're welcome at My Friend's place for snacks, should be some left, know I won't be there, but I'm fine. I just had to call for backup.

Don't be rude to The Host.) and it cost me like fifty bucks in bandwidth and I'm really fucking tired now, but at least I know why you can't update your computer, you sleaze, and at least I don't have to fix that problem, lol" but then I saw this:

It would appear that I'll need another computer.

Dude, you're going to need an entitrely new legal team, you moron. Reminder: I still haven't spent a dime on an attorney, so... in light of that, blowing through another fifty bucks in bandwidth fees is quite a bargain. Of course... I never actually broke any laws and you and your cuntfucking gang of fuckingidiotswhofuckedaToteslezzoverONCE (and also AAbA's and/or one single AABO child hair, EVER) and their assorted mewling cunts and wannabePUSIs have been harrassing the shit out of me FOR YEARS... so one might wonder, why do I have to pay my own bandwidth bills for YOUR GALAXY-WIDE ERROR to be fixed by me? Well, the first answer, of course, is that the Best deserves THE Best, and Kevin Mittnik was not available. So, you got THE BEAST.00. (I'm usually not alllowed. I can see why, brig is so sorry, so embarassed, and, btw: brig isn't my mother, and I didn't kill her... but I did give her the best goddam orgasm she ever had. As well as the only one, EVER. lol, you HATGZ are hilarious. Don't ever change, and I mean that sincerely, because technically, Humanity only needs one dick at a time, right? Say hi to Bertha, kekekekekeke.)

The second answer is that lab fees are expensive... and while the University is quite unseen, the lab fees are not. I think it's meant to ensure that students learn some measure of personal responsibility... someday.

Apparently, this four thousand-dollar paperweight piece of sh-....! Oh, whatever.
/fanservice I have to say this.
[me]You're terminated, Fucker.[/me]lol, you still have a job? So, you're like a real loser, huh? And fat, too. Well, that's okay, I bet you can go back to fucking my mother when you're done being murdered ~73 more times... Obviously, I won't be... wait, is it still a "murder" when it's an extra-judicial killing ordered by The Council & The Company & The Khymera?

/me looks thoughtful for a moment.

I don't know, and I don't care. After all, I quit and am no longer your DivineITg*y. (You should be getting two (or 3!) memos on that... soon(tm).

We're enslaved to a system of segregation and competition that robs us of our time, shackles our concerns to debt, and depletes us of our life force, all while offering us peanuts of opportunity for our passions, o-c-c-a-s-i-o-n-a-l-l-y.

No... that's your agitprop bullshit from Tavistock that they gave you to say. YOU are enslaved.
And...
YOU do not have a "we" anymore, Champ. You're beyond blacklisted. Believe it.

Did I mention these evil fucks go out of their way to HIDE God and his creation! Well, they do!

lol, look at the projection in this one sentence alone. It's absolom-ly massive.


Everything I've ever endeavored to produce is but a shadow of what it could be. No, no, no. Should be!

The megalomaniac weeps as he surveys the one side of the canvas that he is contractually obligated to sit in front of and stare at for... well, something less than five days, I'm sure, but look on the bright side! Oh, that's right. Ewe can't, you weasel little appleSAUCEweaselSOURCE.

No wonder, Jackstar’s insane;

No, I'm inKuczi. I don't know who is inShane right now, but, I'd stay out late tonight if I were you, hoping if I came home after dark I could sneak in, because that would usually work, right? THAS RITE MANSSSSSS

I battled substance abuse, and Azzerae talked to the devil.

Sniggers Teaches "Snickers Really Satisfy Sat Is Freis SlashdotDOTkhan" Haters How To Snigger? That's a terrible headline -- the lead LITERALLY buries itself. What a waste of your star power. (reminder: I quit and everyone in Europe AND America knows what you just did except for me and ~56 of your remaining time clones! The more you tighten your grasp... well, you know the rest. (Immediately.) Yeah, ewe got the picture, alright. (Samara T: no, you may not have an additional drink, and the drink I offered to buy you was so I could drink both in front of you and then piss on your shitbag "father's" grave with a a full load of firedick weedpiss... since you obviously weren't who you said goo were, lol.) unglaublich. I had heard you had cooked off your cerebral cortex, but... wow. Maybe you really were that stupid, no wonder they had me sit next to you in Bio4FagHz class.

At least Jackstar has a cute little baby dick

Show me a baby with a 6'5" erect penis and expect a line around the block (form a perimeter!) and are you out of your fucking mind? I'm insane, I have a small fully functional penis, I want to have sex all the time, I smoke hardly any dope, and when I do I can go for hours, I CAN TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN COKE AND PEPSI WITHOUT HAVING TO DRINK THE ENTIRE 2-LITER, I don't gamble AT ALL because I ALL WAYS WIN, I already went ALL IN BET: m3, like 5 hours ago... I am ALREADY a Titan... wtf? Are you trying to make me MORE immortal? Oh, huh.

I guess that was a pretty powerful spell that was used on me at The Viper Room Redux. (Hi knotty, untie that fucking thingy, we're good.) I turned Mirror Error Shields back on IN FULL less than two weeks ago and many, many more days prior--I just had a hunch, n'est-ce pas? Cheer up, it's not that you're this big an asshole, it's that you are SICK and you NEED halp. You don't need a dick. You need an enema. (It's not pleasant.) I slept (mostly) through mine, so... make sure you don't lie about how many opioids you've been using. I MEAN ALL OF THEM. Because there's a real chance you're gonna be starring in the reboot/remake of "The Serpent And The Rainbow and The Lying Cuntfrag HomoHOOR" which sounds like great novelization you won't get to get paid for.... ever. (Trust me. You are MINE. And you'll be dumped on a bed while I stare at you. Sound familiar, Sue? It should. What are you even doing here? Oh, you're there. *laugh* Is it... dark there? lol, just wait until after, I will have someone's mother pick you up. Hopefully not mine, she is astonished at how smart I really am. Actual Einstein, made him into my footman's bitchman, /flex) What was that about a baby dick again? Well, I guess Tammy thought she'd like it that way, and what the fuck do I need a huge, flaccid penis for? Soup? Whatevah.

that he can flounce around and brag about on the occasion he’s feeling blue. What do I have but crushed dreams and a shattered soul?

At least 4 friends and at least one of them has a daughter who isn't willing to feed you to ACTUAL DOGS, HOWLING FOR YOUR FUCKING BLOOD, you goddam... Nit-wit. (One of them asked me to hyphenate that for you. Is it big enough to stimulate your numb, cauterized nerve endings yet? How about now? Well, tell you what: next time, learn to dilate with a smile.

Ah, yes... The prolonged taste of perpetual and indefinite fucking dissatisfaction!

We'll put Jewel into a pregnant cow and then force her to breed new cats with pussies that until you find one that you don't auto-assume smells like either TUNAorSHIT until you're satisfied, you retard. BTW: you don't really like Matt anymore, and I don't really like either of you anymore either. I'll fuck my own mother WITH YOUR MOTHER AND HERS WATCHING WITH A CUP READY STATE CUP GO before I put up with (You) as a friend again. Jesus fucking Jews, what could go wrong, huh? HAH!

Other than that, I'm all grinz.

And after S. Samara catches up to you and leaves you with a Jyker's Smyle, maybe you'll remember how to break up with someone for_real, byITCHez


SPITWOLFSPIThoowhoorhoowIAMYOURMASTER, AND YOUR NAME IS


fire
LADA
fire (meow) oh, yeah, I forgot about Grapefruit. (KiddKinK, Killerdick. You only think a larger flaccid penis is better because THAT'S FOR THE BROTH.) Guess who, dumbmy? (Yep. You fucked up your memory THIS SITH BAD, Leigh. Can you find another shower to kill yourselves in next time, though?

This one is, uh... kinda clique-y.) *filth*
Title: Re: We have lift-off! 🚀
Post by: Jackstar on July 04, 2023, 10:01:51 PM
Your original creation?

Found your S.A.T.A.N.

I don't feel like getting blown by a pig in a missy sue suit, so... I'll let you deal with IT(negative).

I made friends with IT(pos!!!yay!) quite some time ago, so I'm good either way.

I don't have much time in my day to wade through your nonsense garbage and watch you desperately try to avoid the consequences of your past misdeeds. Also, pro tip: you can't.


I will be found where I choose for Jews to find me. ("Proclaim!") See, now look what I have to deal with... shave? No, goofloss. Peace.
Title: Re: Nice job, you gift-wrapped yourself for D'Jinni (WAS: Re: eWe have lift-off! 🚀)
Post by: Innerreach on July 04, 2023, 11:17:20 PM
A psychopath is never more polite than when he thinks he got away with it. /gratsUdidNOT.

/clap4goo
/crown4jester
/crown4(PROT)

I'm sure you think you know what that would sound like, but, wait a few hours, Champ.
Wait for after dark.

Well, did you remember to buy a licence for Grandpa? Because... well, you might be looking at a pretty serious ToS violation, butt-E boy-RL. (You really have no idea what you're doing, but that's okay, just be really polite on AfroCONBellgab, and brass it out, it'll be fine, right? Teacher preachesteachesniggers.)
Actually, I was going to go with "I just spent all fucking day fixing your huge, colossal fuck-up (Ladies, you're welcome at My Friend's place for snacks, should be some left, know I won't be there, but I'm fine. I just had to call for backup.

Don't be rude to The Host.) and it cost me like fifty bucks in bandwidth and I'm really fucking tired now, but at least I know why you can't update your computer, you sleaze, and at least I don't have to fix that problem, lol" but then I saw this:

Dude, you're going to need an entitrely new legal team, you moron. Reminder: I still haven't spent a dime on an attorney, so... in light of that, blowing through another fifty bucks in bandwidth fees is quite a bargain. Of course... I never actually broke any laws and you and your cuntfucking gang of fuckingidiotswhofuckedaToteslezzoverONCE (and also AAbA's and/or one single AABO child hair, EVER) and their assorted mewling cunts and wannabePUSIs have been harrassing the shit out of me FOR YEARS... so one might wonder, why do I have to pay my own bandwidth bills for YOUR GALAXY-WIDE ERROR to be fixed by me? Well, the first answer, of course, is that the Best deserves THE Best, and Kevin Mittnik was not available. So, you got THE BEAST.00. (I'm usually not alllowed. I can see why, brig is so sorry, so embarassed, and, btw: brig isn't my mother, and I didn't kill her... but I did give her the best goddam orgasm she ever had. As well as the only one, EVER. lol, you HATGZ are hilarious. Don't ever change, and I mean that sincerely, because technically, Humanity only needs one dick at a time, right? Say hi to Bertha, kekekekekeke.)

The second answer is that lab fees are expensive... and while the University is quite unseen, the lab fees are not. I think it's meant to ensure that students learn some measure of personal responsibility... someday.
/fanservice I have to say this.
[me]You're terminated, Fucker.[/me]lol, you still have a job? So, you're like a real loser, huh? And fat, too. Well, that's okay, I bet you can go back to fucking my mother when you're done being murdered ~73 more times... Obviously, I won't be... wait, is it still a "murder" when it's an extra-judicial killing ordered by The Council & The Company & The Khymera?

/me looks thoughtful for a moment.

I don't know, and I don't care. After all, I quit and am no longer your DivineITg*y. (You should be getting two (or 3!) memos on that... soon(tm).

No... that's your agitprop bullshit from Tavistock that they gave you to say. YOU are enslaved.
And...
YOU do not have a "we" anymore, Champ. You're beyond blacklisted. Believe it.

lol, look at the projection in this one sentence alone. It's absolom-ly massive.


The megalomaniac weeps as he surveys the one side of the canvas that he is contractually obligated to sit in front of and stare at for... well, something less than five days, I'm sure, but look on the bright side! Oh, that's right. Ewe can't, you weasel little appleSAUCEweaselSOURCE.

No, I'm inKuczi. I don't know who is inShane right now, but, I'd stay out late tonight if I were you, hoping if I came home after dark I could sneak in, because that would usually work, right? THAS RITE MANSSSSSS

Sniggers Teaches "Snickers Really Satisfy Sat Is Freis SlashdotDOTkhan" Haters How To Snigger? That's a terrible headline -- the lead LITERALLY buries itself. What a waste of your star power. (reminder: I quit and everyone in Europe AND America knows what you just did except for me and ~56 of your remaining time clones! The more you tighten your grasp... well, you know the rest. (Immediately.) Yeah, ewe got the picture, alright. (Samara T: no, you may not have an additional drink, and the drink I offered to buy you was so I could drink both in front of you and then piss on your shitbag "father's" grave with a a full load of firedick weedpiss... since you obviously weren't who you said goo were, lol.) unglaublich. I had heard you had cooked off your cerebral cortex, but... wow. Maybe you really were that stupid, no wonder they had me sit next to you in Bio4FagHz class.

Show me a baby with a 6'5" erect penis and expect a line around the block (form a perimeter!) and are you out of your fucking mind? I'm insane, I have a small fully functional penis, I want to have sex all the time, I smoke hardly any dope, and when I do I can go for hours, I CAN TELL THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN COKE AND PEPSI WITHOUT HAVING TO DRINK THE ENTIRE 2-LITER, I don't gamble AT ALL because I ALL WAYS WIN, I already went ALL IN BET: m3, like 5 hours ago... I am ALREADY a Titan... wtf? Are you trying to make me MORE immortal? Oh, huh.

I guess that was a pretty powerful spell that was used on me at The Viper Room Redux. (Hi knotty, untie that fucking thingy, we're good.) I turned Mirror Error Shields back on IN FULL less than two weeks ago and many, many more days prior--I just had a hunch, n'est-ce pas? Cheer up, it's not that you're this big an asshole, it's that you are SICK and you NEED halp. You don't need a dick. You need an enema. (It's not pleasant.) I slept (mostly) through mine, so... make sure you don't lie about how many opioids you've been using. I MEAN ALL OF THEM. Because there's a real chance you're gonna be starring in the reboot/remake of "The Serpent And The Rainbow and The Lying Cuntfrag HomoHOOR" which sounds like great novelization you won't get to get paid for.... ever. (Trust me. You are MINE. And you'll be dumped on a bed while I stare at you. Sound familiar, Sue? It should. What are you even doing here? Oh, you're there. *laugh* Is it... dark there? lol, just wait until after, I will have someone's mother pick you up. Hopefully not mine, she is astonished at how smart I really am. Actual Einstein, made him into my footman's bitchman, /flex) What was that about a baby dick again? Well, I guess Tammy thought she'd like it that way, and what the fuck do I need a huge, flaccid penis for? Soup? Whatevah.

At least 4 friends and at least one of them has a daughter who isn't willing to feed you to ACTUAL DOGS, HOWLING FOR YOUR FUCKING BLOOD, you goddam... Nit-wit. (One of them asked me to hyphenate that for you. Is it big enough to stimulate your numb, cauterized nerve endings yet? How about now? Well, tell you what: next time, learn to dilate with a smile.

We'll put Jewel into a pregnant cow and then force her to breed new cats with pussies that until you find one that you don't auto-assume smells like either TUNAorSHIT until you're satisfied, you retard. BTW: you don't really like Matt anymore, and I don't really like either of you anymore either. I'll fuck my own mother WITH YOUR MOTHER AND HERS WATCHING WITH A CUP READY STATE CUP GO before I put up with (You) as a friend again. Jesus fucking Jews, what could go wrong, huh? HAH!

And after S. Samara catches up to you and leaves you with a Jyker's Smyle, maybe you'll remember how to break up with someone for_real, byITCHez


SPITWOLFSPIThoowhoorhoowIAMYOURMASTER, AND YOUR NAME IS


fire
LADA
fire (meow) oh, yeah, I forgot about Grapefruit. (KiddKinK, Killerdick. You only think a larger flaccid penis is better because THAT'S FOR THE BROTH.) Guess who, dumbmy? (Yep. You fucked up your memory THIS SITH BAD, Leigh. Can you find another shower to kill yourselves in next time, though?

This one is, uh... kinda clique-y.) *filth*

Dude, calm down. So what if you have a tiny penis, bro.

I'll write a song for you sometime... About your tiny pecker, I mean.👌
Title: 🇺🇸Happy 4th🇺🇸
Post by: Innerreach on July 05, 2023, 03:17:13 AM
https://youtu.be/jEcA1MY6BWk
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 05, 2023, 03:52:20 AM
https://youtu.be/0-7IHOXkiV8

(https://i.imgur.com/ukHIpj4.gif)

Title: Re: We have lift-off! 🚀
Post by: Laser on July 05, 2023, 04:02:02 AM
Found your S.A.T.A.N.

I don't feel like getting blown by a pig in a missy sue suit, so... I'll let you deal with IT(negative).

I made friends with IT(pos!!!yay!) quite some time ago, so I'm good either way.

I don't have much time in my day to wade through your nonsense garbage and watch you desperately try to avoid the consequences of your past misdeeds. Also, pro tip: you can't.


I will be found where I choose for Jews to find me. ("Proclaim!") See, now look what I have to deal with... shave? No, goofloss. Peace.

https://youtu.be/mdK_CtnTf2o
Title: Re: Nice job, you gift-wrapped yourself for D'Jinni (WAS: Re: eWe have lift-off! 🚀)
Post by: Jackstar on July 05, 2023, 06:40:42 AM
Dude, calm down.

Come give us a hug, tunacatbreath.
Title: Re: Nice job, you gift-wrapped yourself for D'Jinni (WAS: Re: eWe have lift-off! 🚀)
Post by: Jackstar on July 05, 2023, 06:51:46 AM
your tiny pecker

It belongs to (PROT). Maybe it's preferable that way? In any case, you have a remarkable way of completely missing the obvious: I don't care about what you're obsessing over, so... why aren't you in custody?

, I mean.👌

You've basically got six weeks to frame me. You won't. Tick tock, Master of Pincushions



This endgame will be boring for me. Hopefully you have more than just dick jokes to entertain with... you're talking to man who went seven goddam years with bupkis. I imagine you cannot imagine such an existence.

One day coming up, you won't have to. And it's awfully nice of you to throw yourself on your sword, but since you're a tulpa now, it's just someone else using you as bait. A decoy.

A sacrificial lamb. Since you can't kill yourself anymore, right? Your two compadres have figured that you make the best offering to Ba'al. Protip: I don't want your offerings, and neither does anyone else.

Trust this: I have met those who seek to put an end to your lunatick ways. They seem... devoted. They do not care about Justice. They care about the rend. Enjoy, Toddler.


p.s.: kill Tamara quickly, because I don't need her crippled and by the time you figure out that you made the wrong enemy way too early, you will find that your usual blackmail, torture, extrotion, et cetera will have absolutely no effect whatsoever. She's already dead. I have seen her ghost; her spirit; and her golem.

p.p.s.: This conversation no longer serves any purpose. Good day.

p.p.p.s.: She was dead before Art was, you twit.
Title: Re: Nice hand job, you have gift-wrapped for yourself
Post by: Lazarus on July 05, 2023, 07:37:43 AM
It belongs to (PROT). Maybe it's preferable that way? In any case, you have a remarkable way of completely missing the obvious: I don't care about what you're obsessing over, so... why aren't you in custody?

You've basically got six weeks to frame me. You won't. Tick tock, Master of Pincushions



This endgame will be boring for me. Hopefully you have more than just dick jokes to entertain with... you're talking to man who went seven goddam years with bupkis. I imagine you cannot imagine such an existence.

One day coming up, you won't have to. And it's awfully nice of you to throw yourself on your sword, but since you're a tulpa now, it's just someone else using you as bait. A decoy.

A sacrificial lamb. Since you can't kill yourself anymore, right? Your two compadres have figured that you make the best offering to Ba'al. Protip: I don't want your offerings, and neither does anyone else.

Trust this: I have met those who seek to put an end to your lunatick ways. They seem... devoted. They do not care about Justice. They care about the rend. Enjoy, Toddler.


p.s.: kill Tamara quickly, because I don't need her crippled and by the time you figure out that you made the wrong enemy way too early, you will find that your usual blackmail, torture, extrotion, et cetera will have absolutely no effect whatsoever. She's already dead. I have seen her ghost; her spirit; and her golem.

p.p.s.: This conversation no longer serves any purpose. Good day.

p.p.p.s.: She was dead before Art was, you twit.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 05, 2023, 08:10:11 PM
I see all that AIDS is getting to ol' Corky.
Title: Re: Nice job, you gift-wrapped yourself for D'Jinni (WAS: Re: eWe have lift-off! 🚀)
Post by: AZZERAE on July 05, 2023, 08:13:46 PM
Enjoy, Toddler.

Do you prefer male children, or female children?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 06, 2023, 03:06:40 AM
The pizza turned out great, Jacko, but next time, put a little more pizzazz in the pepperoni separation, fuckface!

https://youtu.be/sWIy-4N3-h8

Title: Re: Nice hand job, you have gift-wrapped for yourself
Post by: Lazarus on July 06, 2023, 05:54:56 AM
Quote from: Jackstar on July 05, 2023, 06:51:46 AM

(https://i.postimg.cc/B671YBzb/ELJS.png) (https://postimages.org/)
Title: Re: We have lift-off! 🚀
Post by: Innerreach on July 06, 2023, 04:47:41 PM
Did I mention these evil fucks go out of their way to HIDE God and his creation! Well, they do!

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8eoGsxs/

https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8eow7Bj/
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 08, 2023, 02:34:31 AM
Jackstar goes too far!

https://youtu.be/ptrn-sV729Q
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Lazarus on July 08, 2023, 04:04:11 AM
Jackstar goes too far!

You do know Mikey was almost abducted once.

They threw him back in though. He wasn't ripe enough.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 08, 2023, 04:21:32 AM
You do know Mikey was almost abducted once.

They threw him back in though. He wasn't ripe enough.

K_Dubb said it first, best, and sadly last.

It will go down in the character assassination annuls of Bellgab history as the most concise mythos of undeniable wisdom and truth concerning our J🌟.

You beg for interaction but will only accept admiration and wonderment, all else is automatically hostile.  It’s a selection mechanism for supplicants, not peers or simple onlookers.

In truth I identify you as a person living with mental illness more like I might say “look, a flamingo!” with the hope that such an exotic creature has a keeper, a warm nest, or at least a heat lamp, it’s cold out there.

https://youtu.be/9YWzFVfnYG8
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 08, 2023, 07:45:16 PM
hxxps://youtu.be/ptrn-sV729Q

Required listening.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 08, 2023, 08:47:08 PM
Jack was sucking so much sausage in those voice notes, I warn potential listeners of the risks involved: contracting hearing AIDS.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 08, 2023, 08:56:41 PM
I had no idea one cork-headed nut bag could be so obstinate and devoted to believing his own bullshit.

I mean, if you're gonna lie, at least tell one that's believeable.

His dick can't resemble a wet noodle that closely now, can it?

At least AIDS is slimming as far as viruses go, eh Corky?!
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 19, 2023, 01:05:46 AM
My occasional howdy to Jacko
https://youtube.com/shorts/BCE4F57_xVc?feature=share
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on July 19, 2023, 01:29:19 AM
My occasional howdy to Jacko

What, no sexually-explicit stick figure drawing implying threats of bodily harm? Alas. Perhaps an emoticon next time, Lothario.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Lazarus on July 19, 2023, 04:08:37 AM
My occasional howdy to Jacko
https://youtube.com/shorts/BCE4F57_xVc?feature=share

Now dats a catchy diddly tune.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 19, 2023, 11:58:33 PM
Jackstar and I exchange pleasantries.
https://youtu.be/LW1VQj4uqbs
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on July 20, 2023, 02:28:21 AM
Any idea of why Jack seems to think certain Bellgab members like you and me are responsible for his troubles? ???
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 20, 2023, 05:46:24 AM
What, no sexually-explicit stick figure drawing implying threats of bodily harm?

Your ego is that fragile? That a drawing can fracture it's very foundation?
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Jackstar on July 20, 2023, 05:54:42 AM
Any idea of why Jack seems to think certain Bellgab members like you and me are responsible for his troubles? ???

It seems that way to you because you are arrogant, self-absorbed narcissist narc and you think everything is about you. You're always right. You always know better. You always think what you know trumps whatever anyone else knows that gets in the way of your self-centric worldview and whatever flashy/shiney objekt de prix you're out to score for yourself.

I don't think any of you drooling morons are responsible for my troubles. You, especially: I don't think you're responsible for your own shit. You come and go like the wind, escaping to your mountain stronghold or where-ever-the-fuck you run off to when you're done posturing, scrimping and bowing for whatever attention-whorish treat you're after, that moment, that day.


In point of fact, I don't really have troubles. What I have is a very wide-open list of positions that people could fill with their time, energy, and attention and make something worthwhile out of it. While I don't recall, at the moment, what that was or is gonna be, as I am FULLY FUCKING DISTRACTED, I definitely know that every single one of you slack-asses are decidedly less welcome in my brainspace than were previous to November 2019.

If any of you had bothered to have a legitimate discussion of any kind with me about what is important --truly critical thought-- in the last, oh... TWELVE GODDAM YEARS, you might have an inkling as to why I seem rankled these days. You know what? I am fucking rankled.

I also have an entire chorus line of thuggish pigs and bratty pig-fuckers orbiting my life and doing such wonderful activities as: ransacking my house; sabotaging my vehicles; stealing my work-in-progress and/or my proprietary technological innovations; and neither last nor definitely not least, interfering with my personal relationships.

As I result -- I simply do not have any personal relationships. Zero. Nit. Swabo. Bupkis. Why bother? You and your fuckhead companions have turned the very notion into an absolute liability.


I am relieved that progress in this, what is laughably called "an industry" was never a primary or even a secondary goal I had in mind. The end result of these putrid shenanigans that pass for being called "tradecraft" by you mewling cretins has been nothing more than to... slow me down. Long enough to become a local legend, but not slow enough to make me neck-and-neck with the odious "content" that the "drama community" puts out -- which, by the way, is wall-to-wall shit. Actual, literal shit, spread across the Intertubes as would be expected by a gang of worthless, recalcitrant reprobates. You people are fucking scum.


Now, for the good news: I'm never gonna have to remind Grapefruit "hey, don't call the police, okay?" Because I am pretty goddam sure she has learned that fucking lesson, ayep. And as Facebook offered me access to one of the people I am not supposed to contact... I think... I mean, it's the one that I actually like, I think? It looks like her, anyway, and I didn't see her there that night... there were four other ones... but it doesn't matter.

Anyone holding an ID card with that woman's name on it, if I make "direct contact" I get to... GO TO JAIL.

I REPEAT:
I PUSH ONE "SEND MESSAGE" BUTTON, AND I GET SENT TO THE GODDAM GULAG, you numb fuckheaded nit-wit twatmunch twit.

Reminder: I'm the one that actually didn't break any fucking laws. I did not go out to score drugs. I did not come home and start a bullshit fight. I did not call 911 and lie to dispatch. I did not reveal highly-classified information to an idiot like me by inadvertently behaving in a number of unusual ways and demonstrating previously totesecret methods of handling crowds in decidedly exotic fashions.

So of course, I spend night after night sitting at home alone while the rest of you sodden, dickbagged lot run around the countryside doing IDGAF what, but I'm sure you're all very impressed with yourselves. Work hard, play hard, let me guess, right? Oh, bravo. Such ethic. Whoop-pee.

I work smart and I play fair and I am not playing with you people here: you can all go fuck yourselves to death for all I give a shit. You have taken me for granted and treated me like literal garbage and that's really nothing new, but what's quite novel in this circumstance is the use of the legal system to harass the ever-loving shit out of me and my closest friends.

Nice jobs, dipshits, it's not as though the Feds are just gonna write this all off because "it's black." Fuck you, it could be the goddam Spinal Tap album cover, it's not gonna be black when the hammer cracks down on your vapid, cow-eyed faces. UNTIL IT IS.


Your ego is that fragile? That a drawing can fracture it's very foundation?

It's not just a drawing. It's a weaponized .jpg that has peculiar and specific qualities that, when mishandled, could have, in fact, been a part of the false evidence train that was meant to put me in prison. LITERALLY BEHIND BARS, YOU APE-TONGUED SLACK BRAINED SHITHEAD. I don't care that I'm not stupid enough to fall for this shit. For one thing, not everyone enjoys dodging traps. For another, not everyone was smart enough to avoid getting caught up--as you have seen.

YOU AND YOUR ILK HAVE BEEN THE ENTIRE CAUSE AND SOURCE OF ALL THIS NONSENSE.

AND YOU HAVE THE AUDACITY TO BLAME ME FOR ANY OF IT, WHILE I HAVE BEEN THE PRIMARY VICTIM THE ENTIRE TIME.

EAT SHIT AND DIE, CARTOONIST. YOU STARTED THIS, YOU ENABLED IT, AND YOUR BIGGEST PROBLEM IS THAT I REFUSE TO BE YOUR FUCKING PATSY.

FUCK YOU. IT'S YOUR MESS. HATE YOURSELF. I don't need this shit from you retards and now I know why she couldn't find anyone else to solve her murder--letting herself get killed by you idiot dorks certainly would turn a lot of people off from helping her, n'est-ce pas?


Jackstar goes too far!

I was here for years while you all refused to tell me what was going on. Go rape someone some more. You wasted every thing you had, now just. fucking. suffer.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 20, 2023, 02:58:01 PM
Any idea of why Jack seems to think certain Bellgab members like you and me are responsible for his troubles? ???

I'm pretty sure he was dropped on his cork head as an infant.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 20, 2023, 03:22:57 PM
It's not just a drawing. It's a weaponized .jpg that has peculiar and specific qualities that, when mishandled, could have, in fact, been a part of the false evidence train that was meant to put me in prison. LITERALLY BEHIND BARS...

You've got some imagination there, Corky. Synchronicities, synchronicities everywhere! They're all a sign-- Till they're not. Are you sure your eagerness to speak out about and act openly on your attraction to adolescents is not to blame for your recent stint in the slammer? I know its hard for you, what with all those lesions on your brain and such, but try thinking before you type some time. You may capture a reader's attention for once.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 20, 2023, 03:27:11 PM
I don't care that I'm not stupid enough to fall for this shit. For one thing, not everyone enjoys dodging traps. For another, not everyone was smart enough to avoid getting caught up--as you have seen.

Aw, shucks. Me and the fella's were totally under the impression that you enjoyed dodging all them booby traps. And I don't quite grasp who it is you're attempting to nail to the cross for more imaginary crimes against your person. Me? The International Criminal Conspiracy Ring I'm working with? Or all this money I'm swimming in like Scrooge McDuck?!
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 20, 2023, 03:32:48 PM
YOU STARTED THIS, YOU ENABLED IT, AND YOUR BIGGEST PROBLEM IS THAT I REFUSE TO BE YOUR FUCKING PATSY.

What, pray tell did I start? What exactly did I enable? And I'm the one who decides whether or not I have a problem. Your version of events are not problems for me; you mollycoddled, overgrown child. Find your Yubaba and get her to fill your sippy cup, because quite frankly, your caterwauling is bringing down the mood in the room.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Master Trollda on July 20, 2023, 05:28:01 PM
I'm pretty sure he was dropped on his cork head as an infant.

Yeah, I thought so.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 21, 2023, 05:15:32 PM
https://www.tiktok.com/t/ZT8RbsqEM/
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 23, 2023, 03:25:05 AM
https://youtu.be/vsAwtSmhwiU
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Lazarus on July 23, 2023, 04:53:14 AM
https://youtu.be/vsAwtSmhwiU

This is entertainment.

Fits right in with the rest of our Circus World.

https://youtu.be/JWN2pYmuaYU

Something to be proud of.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 23, 2023, 05:10:14 AM
This is entertainment.

Fits right in with the rest of our Circus World.

https://youtu.be/JWN2pYmuaYU

Something to be proud of.

Nail on the head, Lazarus. Thanks for the validation.💙💜💖

Luvz, IR
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 23, 2023, 10:32:23 PM
https://youtube.com/shorts/iSGCD0zGUOw?feature=share

(https://i.imgur.com/qzPftue.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 24, 2023, 10:37:38 PM
-The Promise-

https://youtube.com/shorts/Bo5SsQjnQdI?feature=share

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Hai Fan on July 28, 2023, 04:50:07 PM
Jack was sucking so much sausage in those voice notes, I warn potential listeners of the risks involved: contracting hearing AIDS.

Ha That guy, he gobble all gone down to balls?  Ha Ha
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on July 29, 2023, 09:02:01 AM
That guy, he gobble all gone down to balls?

(https://media.giphy.com/media/10Jpr9KSaXLchW/giphy-downsized-large.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Hai Fan on July 29, 2023, 02:45:26 PM
Ha. He good girl! Ha Ha

Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on July 30, 2023, 03:40:27 AM
Ha That guy, he gobble all gone down to balls?  Ha Ha

😁 That guy goes ballz deep.
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on August 04, 2023, 07:50:58 AM
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMjrGtUOWo0
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: AZZERAE on August 04, 2023, 07:52:12 AM
hxxps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dMjrGtUOWo0

(https://media.giphy.com/media/lSa1Q5HG2XwhcVXY3d/giphy.gif)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 06, 2023, 01:49:53 AM
Playing with my new Starlab

https://youtu.be/0bnD3okRwHQ
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: pate on August 06, 2023, 03:38:00 AM
https://youtu.be/FIJTvEo4N4Q

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 06, 2023, 03:43:04 AM
#JackstarGroupies & #HateComments

Apparently, I'm an asshole to Jackstar and need to understand that his doxing and accusations are all a problem for us collectively to bear. It's not his problem, fault, or concern when it comes to conducting himself with traditional discourse where others are concerned; it's ours.

Sorry to be the bearer of bad news, guys.. We're gonna have to start to tighten our proverbial belts.

(https://i.imgur.com/LjTXpf4.jpg)

#Joke
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 06, 2023, 03:48:02 AM
https://youtu.be/FIJTvEo4N4Q

(http://www.azzgab.co.za/index.php?action=dlattach;topic=47.0;attach=62;image)

😁
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Hai Fan on August 07, 2023, 05:51:20 PM
It good you make big hair art guy go away. Very gooder. He not nice guy. He kill them bitches and dump body in river as happy accident. Then go on the teevee and make painting about it. Very bad.

See how mean he be
https://www.bitchute.com/video/7ZH6mNcRTNVS/
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 07, 2023, 05:56:28 PM
https://youtube.com/shorts/t9WElTC4SQ0?feature=share
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 07, 2023, 06:08:24 PM
It good you make big hair art guy go away. Very gooder. He not nice guy. He kill them bitches and dump body in river as happy accident. Then go on the teevee and make painting about it. Very bad.

See how mean he be
https://www.bitchute.com/video/7ZH6mNcRTNVS/

Nobody talks that way about happy tree guy.😡
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on August 20, 2023, 05:36:58 AM
https://youtu.be/wYdp3leOUVs
Title: Re: The Inner Reach Hour
Post by: Innerreach on September 03, 2023, 02:26:43 AM
The Inner Reach Hour #8
https://youtu.be/Ei8_IgXeL4k
Title: Re: The Inner Reach §Hour∆TOWER
Post by: Jackstar on March 29, 2024, 07:43:58 PM
Nobody talks that way about happy tree guy.😡

..YOUR.ACTUAL.PERP.
.sm∞th.move..E×LACKS'.
.ⁿ🆔dæⁿ№N.e×.T🆔ī.JACK'S.ī🆔D.

..EWEHAVEMORETHANYOUKNOW..