Author Topic: End of Days  (Read 128589 times)

Re: End of Days
« Reply #210 on: June 24, 2021, 05:36:14 PM »
His last show was 3 weeks ago, did Decon do an Art Bell?



No papi is back on Saturday with my erstwhile countryman Ole Dammegård!

Re: OMG ❤️papi is going on the teevee!!! 👀👀👀
« Reply #211 on: June 25, 2021, 12:51:01 AM »
Jacky I have yet to see either of you magicians conjure anything but fuckery.

When you've done something right, sometimes people won't know that you've done anything at all.

If someone shows up and starts throwing sticks, sometimes people still won't know that I've done anything at all, but I deserved it.

Re: End of Days
« Reply #212 on: June 25, 2021, 02:10:35 AM »


You’re tearing me APART!!

Re: OMG ❤️papi is going on the teevee!!! 👀👀👀
« Reply #213 on: June 25, 2021, 04:16:29 AM »
When you've done something right, sometimes people won't know that you've done anything at all.

If someone shows up and starts throwing sticks, sometimes people still won't know that I've done anything at all, but I deserved it.
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Re: End of Days OMG papi shaved his beard SO HOT 🥵
« Reply #214 on: July 17, 2021, 05:51:21 AM »
Ye gods. Imagine the mustard stains.

When you've done something right, sometimes people won't know that you've done anything at all.

If someone shows up and starts throwing sticks, sometimes people still won't know that I've done anything at all, but I deserved it.

nnns nnnnsssd nnnnsss



Sunni?

-COL Manly

Re: OMG ❤️papi is going on the teevee!!! 👀👀👀
« Reply #215 on: March 14, 2022, 03:38:43 AM »
When you've done something right, sometimes people won't know that you've done anything at all.

If someone shows up and starts throwing sticks LASAGNA, sometimes people still won't know that I've done anything at all, but I deserved it.

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Re: The Michael Decon Program
« Reply #216 on: April 17, 2022, 01:03:23 AM »
Call the Michael Decon Program @ 424-666-2425


Re: End of Days
« Reply #217 on: April 17, 2022, 01:11:59 AM »
I just took a huge Michael Decon.

Re: End of Days
« Reply #218 on: April 17, 2022, 01:34:52 AM »
I suggest you take him to Red Lobster.

Re: End of Days
« Reply #219 on: April 17, 2022, 01:38:43 AM »
It smells in here. ???

Oh, that’s Decon’s show.  :D

Re: End of Days
« Reply #220 on: April 17, 2022, 01:40:33 AM »
I cleaned up a little Decon on the boulevard this morning. Musta been that damn mutt next door.


Re: End of Days
« Reply #222 on: June 12, 2025, 03:52:51 PM »
Too bad I'm probably still banned in chat though.    :'(

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I distinctly remember considering if someone could be held hostage so adroitly, so adeptly, that it would somehow never be a forum state in presentation of its mirror. Or something, blah blah blah.

As we will never know if I would have also thought you fetid as well as gravid, I will be setting an alarm to prepaid red karmic hello to recall for a brief moment: q I want to die looking up at the elephants anyway, and the Moon, and this is Çey-Tealpha FIVE.

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I remember now. I remember being hated. I can't remember what it was for. I just remember being excluded and hatred spilling out all around me as harpy harpsichord chord-hearted harpy vvî⭕îre-h∞res hooted and hollered. I think maybe I went too far for that set of laughs.

Two whore, too far; two tents, too knee-á tuna Serra s‘Heir. Oh fuck I proposed to Cher last nice. She is Sow🅰️🅿️👁️Ⓜ️rπ and accidental death by embarrassment is one of those unjust outcomes that are much less fun to prepare for than they are to experience.

Hey, here's an idea; get your ass out of my house and go to work while your daughter fucks my brains out. Both. (Standards.) Hands (off) knives out B¡†cīī§🍁lEAF!

You can S.C.R.A M. the reactor while blowing Quualuudez for all I give a single ripe wet fuck for all I give a toss; try to avoid destroying any evidence of your dozen-or-so years of insufferably dingbat-centric conduct.

I remember that you were all extremely dismissive and furiously angry that you had to be anywhere near me to at all while accessing your screeching exactly never, as your content was always whitelisted and in fact was not once ever preferable to heavy sustained audio feedback cross-patched with bullet vibe time distortion and doubled up on sleep apnea meds with extra fat, extra whiney resting bitchface fat-fag T- tease.


I told you that it told me that īT all works out and ewe should go do that while I smoke all your drugs and shit off your deck. Or do you have a balcony? I honestly cannot imagine any less care or concern then just shitting into your father's mouth after you “accidentally” deliver yourselves into series of cascading cerebral images culminating into a group vomit shot into a fishbowl rather than spewing more of your lies to explain where the f*** you're talking about, you're lying thieves and hunting cunt bigot-ass faggots (looks good on you though) who are welcome to snatch your own brats to groom your own hot hair blowing out your ass.

And then one day: my knife appears in your chest and I already don't even know why. Your content is immemorable gaslighting weak tea and I hope you love being popular for killing your own mother you told me to drop fucking and stop remembering so you and that stupid milksop whore who thought she was your mother decided killing each other while fucking each other to death made for better content than Bails and I doing Santeria divination with your actual bowels and eviscerate because now that you have found out that you are her killer, dumbass, your own fucking mother that you turned into your own fucking whore, I can finally tell you the truth about how we really feel: I would have loved you even without being forced into making a solemn vow by the woman you shat all over and killed, and you can keep shitting all over what's left of her now for all I care.


DEA: Peter Pan using the rhythm method with the Morton’s salt girl would be a more effective contraceptive action than anything you've ever done. You deliberately ran down the timers without intending to inform me of anything at all so you could watch me locked out by your own stupid milksop hoor high on enough smack to not notice you were in a new body. IDGAF. Sell it with the acid and put someone's daughter in prison.

These are friendly suggestions. Go f*** yourself with a rusty weapon. That's an order. Also your mother's a w****. So you lie to her yourself.

When I see you I'm going to mug you and take all your f****** money and leave you in a f****** gutter. There's your f****** homosex agenda, a******. Take a picture of it. F****** your mother in a gutter if you want it to last longer.

You deserve it. And if any of you primitive screwheads ever, ever tell me to stop smoking anything ever again, I'm going to rape your mother to death with your own dick. Welcome back home. Caught c*** cutter *click*