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Radio & Podcasts / Re: Daridee
« Last post by Jackstar on August 07, 2026, 06:43:02 PM »Of course you know, this means war.
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Politics / The Fine (WAS: Re: Question) All∆wl\Owl Quest
« Last post by Jackstar on August 07, 2026, 04:04:34 PM »Some crimes are punished by The Divine in unexpectedly fabulous ways. 😮 For example, The O††erk¡jn k©⭕Ⓜ️🅱️¡i\!ŒÆD is expired, all contracts — note that I am using the Drow word “a_ll–” ‽ere — contracts are rescinded and/or null and/∅® \/∅🆔 & oar may №† be used in place of paddLμ-k¡n OR IN LIEU OF OR AS IN PLACE OF SELF OR SAME. (wew lad)
That's a lot to unpack here. (Standards rising sharply across the board in many, US Navy merchant Marine included &, many navies included, as there are many such cases; most noticably and of the most notable of any of the No Bull cases: The Ma`gμ`rrr® Navel Naval NΠ–lL∆ №vvμ VVet•Êī Nottμ (∅Ω®G0№†:Ë:).) That probably doesn't, didn't, and ain't gonna be ever said, #Officially, to say that things won't get a whole lot of the egg off the faces of some fairly few folk that have phμ>KŒ🆙 their personal property and familial lines of genomic and genetic expression for GENERATIONS 2: Ckü¡v¡, ⚡bumĒZ∆§∆🔦, or any of the lapels currently soaked right through the fabric weave VVe’ve allowed OΩR §elfs and ourselves to become accustomed to having slathered with the equivalent of funny mustard and honey mustered runny on top of every daily meal; which for far too long, has basically been pancakes á là car†μ with your choice of a springe of parsley or a fringe of minced kale garnished around one's plate AND WAGES.
Which have been paid in notes of saged roses and burnt wood in Styx and sticks in Tyme’s marriage to and into blood, by fiat only, to blood; for stirring up Native enmity with 🍁–!·s¡h syrup for Sir! 🆙s§!sss...
Personally, many little apparent unresolved bits I be knowing of about the whole goddam thing makes me sick to my stomach and saddened beyond words for everyone and especially my friend Wendy. Who most likely does NOT app-rēē-sēē-8 either parsley, sage, oregano, OR EVEN SO MUCH AS A DILL WEED VALUE-ADDED “bonus sprig” when it most glaringly (and it must be said: snidely insincere, Lēíg¡-h!||}—@) :•:
🌬️🕯️(This writing space intentionally (blan) blanx.) № cherry tomato. None?‽! How can it be “a garnish” without 🍅?! That simply violates every tenet of good common culinary sense, AND! WE! ALL! KNOW! īT !
Ewe lived (blank) L¡fE; eyes do not make it through to Valhalla without duly made payments to Death and Odin’s debts are owed to Owen 🌋 >K¡🆖 in strife. /mourn
That being said: War is >H<♀️ll. Final W♂️r can be no different. And if ever any One were to ask why anyone had to make decisions harder in ways that, looking back, seemed to have been easy ones to make, let me assure you: there was absolutely NOTHING about ANYTHING in the last ~FIVE (ïVï) YEARS (¡Ⓜ️¡) that was “E•Z” at all, @∆_l_l_!
Some crimes are punished by The Divine in ways that are swift, brutal, certain, and sure to be remembered throughout Eternity as the fateful outcome(s) of willful disobedience to The Will of THE_LORD that they in fact absolutely, UNFATHOMABLY `®`rrrr.
Yet some other manifestations of The Holy Wrath Of A Just &AND MERCIful God, f∞l: G∅D. GOD WINS, FOOL.. and it would be the estimation of a great and grand fool indeed to be that any of the guilty might be, have been, or are getting “away with” any of their heinous and despicably loathsome and inexplicably vile and disgusting acts of filth, pathetic perversion, and, once more, this time with an abundance of abscesses of reprobative feeling: UNFATHOMABLY VISCOUS AND BEATING THE BRICKS DOWN THE PATH LEADING TO HELL AND A NEW NADIR OF PUKE-WORTHY, ROCKY ROCK:Ē, WHORE OR *riff* ¡<—cK‽ putrid intents ⛺intense⛺Lee🏕️ intending to 🎪🎪 tend to the profits that are and were to come of putting on🎪a big show of hands 🛖 covered in blood, as well as īVīÛdD. Get the picture. I know you did... but dœ evve naovv? How about meow? N.E. Juan? Beulah? Has §🆔hé got ¡†? Do I have my orb? Where's my X-Box X? Do you salty crusty Clan Dough old fart fug kux know that those are NO LONGER EVEN MANUFACTURED ANY MORE? Does a murder horn👺ET NEED A WI⚡D∞‽ Me, Thunder do ¿Ⓜ️E‽? What in the name of The Living Christ did ÇOM 🅿️ŒΠ🅿️ΩLμ think (🧠) they were even do-🤯Î🆖‽?
I, for one, hope that I never, ever, have to find out; and am grateful to my lover, my maker, my creator, my Creator, and my God, my God ... what have they bought and what has been brought of WHAT THEY HAVE WROUGHT, THAT YE HAVE BROUGHT ME TO THIS, TO WRITE ALL THAT, IN ORDER TO WRIGHT ANYTHING THAT EVER WENT WRONG AT ALL?
Some crimes are punished by The Divine in ways that are so perfectly implemented that to anyone on the outside looking in it will not seem that any punishment has been handed out at all. Sound and fury, signifying nothing or any issuance of utterance at all, that nothing has changed, nothing has even happened, and no one appears to have suffered at all, let alone, in equal measure compared to those whose suffering still echoes down throughout history, and whose cries for Justice can be heard to reverberate with shrieking echoes forever in the hearts of any who were there and are here NOW, RIGHT NOW: HERE! IN FRONT OF THE CREATOR, FOR THE CREATOR, BY THE CREATION OF THE CREATOR, IN THE HOLY NAME OF THE CREATOR: God. I ASK THEE... what will be done, to both punish the wicked and protect the nascent naive, to assure us all, who came before and all those who are to come after; innocent embryos, still unborn in the womb, yet to draw in even a single breath containing the breadth of Adam’s final exhalations. How are we, &AND īheμ...
Ever to again know peace? (Hang on.)
(⁴4 Eve.)
⭕, Grapef₹üīTï7;
Dear 🍇rπFrūīT⁷∆🅿️🆙—| T, 👁️🗨️💝🐑🌬️🌸;
Some crimes are punished by The Divine in unexpectedly fabulous ways. And when things are done correctly...
№¹1#1¹, but n∞ne, not any ¹†Πê, but Jesus Christ, who Saved all of Humanity with His own bl🩸🩸d VVill, w¡ll ever know that anything had ever even been ever dun at all.
SeⓂ️🅿️ER∅jFĪŒ_l♀️L¡s§ ••√🐲°°7♂️∆dieu.
P.S.`. This may seem to many to be a wildly self-indulgent waste of time, to have written all this like that.
P.P.S. · . Good. That's not the tråïn :Ë:.
P.P.P.S. : . [The Fine (WAS: Re: Question) All∆wl\Owl Quest], Copyright (C) [2026] [KUCZI, MⓂ️ICHAEL CL🆑IFFORD>Kⁿ7⟨©≤z¡]
This script ± program is freehard smoothbrain software: μou or ewe can redistribute īT and/or modify
¡† under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
the Free Software Foundation, either version <:3 of the L¡cençe, or
(at your ⭕🅿️shun∆⁷ /option) any later version.
P.P.P.P.S.Pull 🅿️ush it. Pμsh īT ræl güd. By that I mean to convey the notion that, if one would like, and if one liked what I have just written, in addition to sharing a link to this forum post, well then by all means: copy the posted text and spread it far and wide. For I, the posts’ author published under the name Jackstar, jafd, and Cliff Shaw, do not in any way participate in the profit sharing enjoyed by this website, www.azzgab.co.za; I do not publish anywhere else online, for now; and this is because in the past, when I have attempted to publish anything I've written in multiple places, or to increase either its visibility or potential capacity for recompense in exchange for the expenditure of personal energy and promulgation of positive reciprocal energy for the time, the patience, the compassion of infinite understanding required to be in a position to ever even think these thoughts or to have the will to record them in a place of peace and harmony that is required for such philosophical work... well, while I certainly do the work, toiling at the emotional labor and expenditure of my heart’s beating and pumping to power the rough beast’s meatsuit I pilot while performing these linguistic and stunting feats of cunning verbosity, I am in no way payed for doing so.
Unless one counts feelin’ gr∞vy as payment. For that, I certainly do feel; and while I might not ever be able to feed a baby or my bæ’s inner empty-‘Ness with an extraordinarily satisfying sense of gratifying satisfaction, I can say with reasonable certitude: given enough starlight and a shadowed place to stand in the shade of the Moon, I can be well-fed indeed by the exercise of my muscle in leveraging the weight of my words to move the mass of the entire World. With my MIND. MINE. MINE MIND, MINED.
THE MIND IS THE ONLY MUSCLE THAT CAN MOVE THE ENTIRE WORLD;
&AND, IN FACT, IT IS THE ONLY MUSCLE THAT CAN EVER MOVE ANYTHING
OR, INDEED &ABD IN POINT OF FACT, ANY (¹) ONE ]1[ AT AĪĪL¡!¡..⁷ī\∞7
SIGNED,
🦪Meet 🦉§🥚†ick 🦋
🫧🕷️🐞🐛🕸️
I‽Π👁️‽μ🧿
Plus la çhange, plus c‘est la mémè çhose.❌⭕×🅾️✖️∅⚔️🔪🤺🍽️••√.·.∞7ï⅞Î|ī⁷¡⁸
That's a lot to unpack here. (Standards rising sharply across the board in many, US Navy merchant Marine included &, many navies included, as there are many such cases; most noticably and of the most notable of any of the No Bull cases: The Ma`gμ`rrr® Navel Naval NΠ–lL∆ №vvμ VVet•Êī Nottμ (∅Ω®G0№†:Ë:).) That probably doesn't, didn't, and ain't gonna be ever said, #Officially, to say that things won't get a whole lot of the egg off the faces of some fairly few folk that have phμ>KŒ🆙 their personal property and familial lines of genomic and genetic expression for GENERATIONS 2: Ckü¡v¡, ⚡bumĒZ∆§∆🔦, or any of the lapels currently soaked right through the fabric weave VVe’ve allowed OΩR §elfs and ourselves to become accustomed to having slathered with the equivalent of funny mustard and honey mustered runny on top of every daily meal; which for far too long, has basically been pancakes á là car†μ with your choice of a springe of parsley or a fringe of minced kale garnished around one's plate AND WAGES.
Which have been paid in notes of saged roses and burnt wood in Styx and sticks in Tyme’s marriage to and into blood, by fiat only, to blood; for stirring up Native enmity with 🍁–!·s¡h syrup for Sir! 🆙s§!sss...
Personally, many little apparent unresolved bits I be knowing of about the whole goddam thing makes me sick to my stomach and saddened beyond words for everyone and especially my friend Wendy. Who most likely does NOT app-rēē-sēē-8 either parsley, sage, oregano, OR EVEN SO MUCH AS A DILL WEED VALUE-ADDED “bonus sprig” when it most glaringly (and it must be said: snidely insincere, Lēíg¡-h!||}—@) :•:
🌬️🕯️(This writing space intentionally (blan) blanx.) № cherry tomato. None?‽! How can it be “a garnish” without 🍅?! That simply violates every tenet of good common culinary sense, AND! WE! ALL! KNOW! īT !
Ewe lived (blank) L¡fE; eyes do not make it through to Valhalla without duly made payments to Death and Odin’s debts are owed to Owen 🌋 >K¡🆖 in strife. /mourn
That being said: War is >H<♀️ll. Final W♂️r can be no different. And if ever any One were to ask why anyone had to make decisions harder in ways that, looking back, seemed to have been easy ones to make, let me assure you: there was absolutely NOTHING about ANYTHING in the last ~FIVE (ïVï) YEARS (¡Ⓜ️¡) that was “E•Z” at all, @∆_l_l_!
Some crimes are punished by The Divine in ways that are swift, brutal, certain, and sure to be remembered throughout Eternity as the fateful outcome(s) of willful disobedience to The Will of THE_LORD that they in fact absolutely, UNFATHOMABLY `®`rrrr.
Yet some other manifestations of The Holy Wrath Of A Just &AND MERCIful God, f∞l: G∅D. GOD WINS, FOOL.. and it would be the estimation of a great and grand fool indeed to be that any of the guilty might be, have been, or are getting “away with” any of their heinous and despicably loathsome and inexplicably vile and disgusting acts of filth, pathetic perversion, and, once more, this time with an abundance of abscesses of reprobative feeling: UNFATHOMABLY VISCOUS AND BEATING THE BRICKS DOWN THE PATH LEADING TO HELL AND A NEW NADIR OF PUKE-WORTHY, ROCKY ROCK:Ē, WHORE OR *riff* ¡<—cK‽ putrid intents ⛺intense⛺Lee🏕️ intending to 🎪🎪 tend to the profits that are and were to come of putting on🎪a big show of hands 🛖 covered in blood, as well as īVīÛdD. Get the picture. I know you did... but dœ evve naovv? How about meow? N.E. Juan? Beulah? Has §🆔hé got ¡†? Do I have my orb? Where's my X-Box X? Do you salty crusty Clan Dough old fart fug kux know that those are NO LONGER EVEN MANUFACTURED ANY MORE? Does a murder horn👺ET NEED A WI⚡D∞‽ Me, Thunder do ¿Ⓜ️E‽? What in the name of The Living Christ did ÇOM 🅿️ŒΠ🅿️ΩLμ think (🧠) they were even do-🤯Î🆖‽?
I, for one, hope that I never, ever, have to find out; and am grateful to my lover, my maker, my creator, my Creator, and my God, my God ... what have they bought and what has been brought of WHAT THEY HAVE WROUGHT, THAT YE HAVE BROUGHT ME TO THIS, TO WRITE ALL THAT, IN ORDER TO WRIGHT ANYTHING THAT EVER WENT WRONG AT ALL?
Some crimes are punished by The Divine in ways that are so perfectly implemented that to anyone on the outside looking in it will not seem that any punishment has been handed out at all. Sound and fury, signifying nothing or any issuance of utterance at all, that nothing has changed, nothing has even happened, and no one appears to have suffered at all, let alone, in equal measure compared to those whose suffering still echoes down throughout history, and whose cries for Justice can be heard to reverberate with shrieking echoes forever in the hearts of any who were there and are here NOW, RIGHT NOW: HERE! IN FRONT OF THE CREATOR, FOR THE CREATOR, BY THE CREATION OF THE CREATOR, IN THE HOLY NAME OF THE CREATOR: God. I ASK THEE... what will be done, to both punish the wicked and protect the nascent naive, to assure us all, who came before and all those who are to come after; innocent embryos, still unborn in the womb, yet to draw in even a single breath containing the breadth of Adam’s final exhalations. How are we, &AND īheμ...
Ever to again know peace? (Hang on.)
* Jackstar gets high AF from merely spell checking My own §🅿️mllz now. VVord to μ👁️ür Ⓜ️🅾️Ⓜ️.
(⁴4 Eve.)
⭕, Grapef₹üīTï7;
Dear 🍇rπFrūīT⁷∆🅿️🆙—| T, 👁️🗨️💝🐑🌬️🌸;
Some crimes are punished by The Divine in unexpectedly fabulous ways. And when things are done correctly...
№¹1#1¹, but n∞ne, not any ¹†Πê, but Jesus Christ, who Saved all of Humanity with His own bl🩸🩸d VVill, w¡ll ever know that anything had ever even been ever dun at all.
SeⓂ️🅿️ER∅jFĪŒ_l♀️L¡s§ ••√🐲°°7♂️
P.S.`. This may seem to many to be a wildly self-indulgent waste of time, to have written all this like that.
P.P.S. · . Good. That's not the tråïn :Ë:.
P.P.P.S. : . [The Fine (WAS: Re: Question) All∆wl\Owl Quest], Copyright (C) [2026] [KUCZI, MⓂ️ICHAEL CL🆑IFFORD>Kⁿ7⟨©≤z¡]
This script ± program is freehard smoothbrain software: μou or ewe can redistribute īT and/or modify
¡† under the terms of the GNU General Public License as published by
the Free Software Foundation, either version <:3 of the L¡cençe, or
(at your ⭕🅿️shun∆⁷ /option) any later version.
P.P.P.P.S.
Unless one counts feelin’ gr∞vy as payment. For that, I certainly do feel; and while I might not ever be able to feed a baby or my bæ’s inner empty-‘Ness with an extraordinarily satisfying sense of gratifying satisfaction, I can say with reasonable certitude: given enough starlight and a shadowed place to stand in the shade of the Moon, I can be well-fed indeed by the exercise of my muscle in leveraging the weight of my words to move the mass of the entire World. With my MIND. MINE. MINE MIND, MINED.
THE MIND IS THE ONLY MUSCLE THAT CAN MOVE THE ENTIRE WORLD;
&AND, IN FACT, IT IS THE ONLY MUSCLE THAT CAN EVER MOVE ANYTHING
OR, INDEED &ABD IN POINT OF FACT, ANY (¹) ONE ]1[ AT AĪĪL¡!¡..⁷ī\∞7
SIGNED,
🦪Meet 🦉§🥚†ick 🦋
🫧🕷️🐞🐛🕸️
I‽Π👁️‽μ🧿
Plus la çhange, plus c‘est la mémè çhose.❌⭕×🅾️✖️∅⚔️🔪🤺🍽️••√.·.∞7ï⅞Î|ī⁷¡⁸
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Random / Re: Leila’s Lolcow Life
« Last post by DariDee313 on August 07, 2026, 08:58:08 AM »Leila’s Life is the new Heather Wade 💀🔥
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Random / Re: Leila’s Lolcow Life
« Last post by DariDee313 on August 07, 2026, 08:57:00 AM »
Check this Leila’s Life chick out! 🤣 Shapewear over fishnet stockings and snow boots
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Opinion / Re: Excerpts From Letters You Have Written To Individuals Trained In Law Industry
« Last post by Jackstar on August 07, 2026, 08:09:53 AM »I hate that this is the way you have to communicate with me; but, I will admit that I love the fact that you can.
However; the sudden introduction of the odors of fire, brimstone, sulphur, dioxin, and, I guess? Mercury...
Well, if that's what Hermes smells like after taking a mercury cleanse supplement medication, I would imagine that it's a toss up between him and Diogenes, which one is the wall, and which is the 🌸.
I'm fine. Thanks for asking. It's a bummer to not be able to have a conversation with you, or any other members of my extended family without hiring a goddam lawyer — ain't nobody got a budget for that — but I understood immediately, how such a mix-up could not only have taken place, but most likely, happened as a result of a deliberate psyop-related, psychotronic attack vector.
In other words,
in a nutshell: if I call and one of you actually answered the phone — or, Heavens forfend, actually called me back — your fancy lawyer on retainer would most likely, turn and do a kick-turn pirouette out a convenient open window.
It's in the design spec. I suppose they might stab the ol’ scissors though the temple, but that's getting harder to explain a way as ”just one of those things that lawyers do when they're depressed,” and that wouldn't make sense because obviously he would just want to kick back and bill you for another retainer.
Unless he couldn't. (Standards.) That being said, I'm sure that the reasons why the change of events like that would ever possibly come close to happening in theory is because that's why the laws were written that way, so that somebody could use a psychotropic attack to isolate family members from other family members — as well as other families — and thus make it all the more easier to steal their inheritances, that they didn't even know that they had coming in the first place, because why bother ruining somebody's surprise birthday party by letting them know that they're not going to have to work about being a window washer or a pastry chef or a professional slacker who just plays video games all day and eats his own boogers as while masturbating in his own feces. Not that I'm going to do any of those jobs, but the last one does sound like it'd be a lot of fun.
In some media markets. Not on Guam though. I'd rather sit on the beach. Unless I'm not allowed to. Not going to go anyway, cozlik: I'm not allowed to leave the country.
That's okay. I like it here. Since we still have a functional government and a United States Constitution. (You're welcome. Don't mention it; it wasn't really all that hard a task to perform.
All I had to do was stand up for myself — ON WEED.) Speaking of United States Constitution, last I heard we still have one, but if you don't then I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not living in that world.
I'm in the real one. At 8808 Barnes Rd and I'm going to walk there right now and find out if I'd still be going.
Not that I want to leave the country and then come back down from the heliopause in order to “help” L∆ r₹econquista take back the North American continent from an invasion force of 🆙t!†¹μ O∞zl_¡🆖§<z... not that I would need to help, or need any.
And yet: I would be disappointed to have to miss a good fireworks [disp/show]lay.
SIGNED,
lil’ Ⓜ️¡Kæl 🆑¡fford >K⁷©ZÎ
(s§Sû®©€rπ-or-ŒR}—cosin(Old Blind Larry, COMMAND “Ding!”),
SIGNATURE .S¡g` SIGNATURE NOT VALID IN GUAM.` without C++ sideload .dll/.apk‽\dill-dong language support enabled.
P.S.·. Because reasons, okay? I'm not high. I was born this way. RESPECT MY CHOICE, PUNYLING™ R.N.
P.P.S.·. It's what your second cousin twice removed would say she wanted. If she still had vocal cords. Don't worry about it. She's not supposed to now.
P.P.P.S.:. Yeah you're right. This isn't overly complex coping machinism, you want to make something out of it? Go right ahead.
But please don't hire me another girlfriend. I like the one you picked out. G’Knight!
However; the sudden introduction of the odors of fire, brimstone, sulphur, dioxin, and, I guess? Mercury...
Well, if that's what Hermes smells like after taking a mercury cleanse supplement medication, I would imagine that it's a toss up between him and Diogenes, which one is the wall, and which is the 🌸.
I'm fine. Thanks for asking. It's a bummer to not be able to have a conversation with you, or any other members of my extended family without hiring a goddam lawyer — ain't nobody got a budget for that — but I understood immediately, how such a mix-up could not only have taken place, but most likely, happened as a result of a deliberate psyop-related, psychotronic attack vector.
In other words,
in a nutshell: if I call and one of you actually answered the phone — or, Heavens forfend, actually called me back — your fancy lawyer on retainer would most likely, turn and do a kick-turn pirouette out a convenient open window.
It's in the design spec. I suppose they might stab the ol’ scissors though the temple, but that's getting harder to explain a way as ”just one of those things that lawyers do when they're depressed,” and that wouldn't make sense because obviously he would just want to kick back and bill you for another retainer.
Unless he couldn't. (Standards.) That being said, I'm sure that the reasons why the change of events like that would ever possibly come close to happening in theory is because that's why the laws were written that way, so that somebody could use a psychotropic attack to isolate family members from other family members — as well as other families — and thus make it all the more easier to steal their inheritances, that they didn't even know that they had coming in the first place, because why bother ruining somebody's surprise birthday party by letting them know that they're not going to have to work about being a window washer or a pastry chef or a professional slacker who just plays video games all day and eats his own boogers as while masturbating in his own feces. Not that I'm going to do any of those jobs, but the last one does sound like it'd be a lot of fun.
In some media markets. Not on Guam though. I'd rather sit on the beach. Unless I'm not allowed to. Not going to go anyway, cozlik: I'm not allowed to leave the country.
That's okay. I like it here. Since we still have a functional government and a United States Constitution. (You're welcome. Don't mention it; it wasn't really all that hard a task to perform.
All I had to do was stand up for myself — ON WEED.) Speaking of United States Constitution, last I heard we still have one, but if you don't then I'm sorry to tell you that I'm not living in that world.
I'm in the real one. At 8808 Barnes Rd and I'm going to walk there right now and find out if I'd still be going.
Not that I want to leave the country and then come back down from the heliopause in order to “help” L∆ r₹econquista take back the North American continent from an invasion force of 🆙t!†¹μ O∞zl_¡🆖§<z... not that I would need to help, or need any.
And yet: I would be disappointed to have to miss a good fireworks [disp/show]lay.
SIGNED,
lil’ Ⓜ️¡Kæl 🆑¡fford >K⁷©ZÎ
(s§Sû®©€rπ-or-ŒR}—cosin(Old Blind Larry, COMMAND “Ding!”),
SIGNATURE .S¡g` SIGNATURE NOT VALID IN GUAM.` without C++ sideload .dll/.apk‽\dill-dong language support enabled.
P.S.·. Because reasons, okay? I'm not high. I was born this way. RESPECT MY CHOICE, PUNYLING™ R.N.
P.P.S.·. It's what your second cousin twice removed would say she wanted. If she still had vocal cords. Don't worry about it. She's not supposed to now.
P.P.P.S.:. Yeah you're right. This isn't overly complex coping machinism, you want to make something out of it? Go right ahead.
But please don't hire me another girlfriend. I like the one you picked out. G’Knight!
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Random / Re: Leila’s Lolcow Life
« Last post by DariDee313 on August 07, 2026, 06:44:25 AM »Musings #5
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Random / Leila’s Lolcow Life
« Last post by DariDee313 on August 07, 2026, 05:58:35 AM »Hey Fam-
Let us bring attention to everything shitty Leila’s Life (aka Leila’s Kitchen, aka...) has done to people in her life and online!
Shit post it all here for safe keeping and archive purposes. My husband Azzerae owns and runs this posting forumn so it is safe. No worries.
🎪🎯🎻
Ohhhh Leila girl you are done for now! Ya sick PDF Ho bitch!
Come one! Come all!
P.S. IGNORE JACKSTAR (5mwj) on this forum.
He is harmless and is our crazy friend on the forum.
He needs a place to post too. 🤷🏻♀️
#MURRAY
#azzgab
#bellgab
#jackstar
Let us bring attention to everything shitty Leila’s Life (aka Leila’s Kitchen, aka...) has done to people in her life and online!
Shit post it all here for safe keeping and archive purposes. My husband Azzerae owns and runs this posting forumn so it is safe. No worries.
🎪🎯🎻
Ohhhh Leila girl you are done for now! Ya sick PDF Ho bitch!
Come one! Come all!
P.S. IGNORE JACKSTAR (5mwj) on this forum.
He is harmless and is our crazy friend on the forum.
He needs a place to post too. 🤷🏻♀️
#MURRAY
#azzgab
#bellgab
#jackstar