RubiniGab ... Now defunct

[Laser]

No one wants to play in a sandbox where all the spiders have their legs pulled off, the flies are wingless and the place smells like shit.

[Jackstar]

 

[Master Trollda]

Emoticons?! What did you do with Jackstar?

[Jackstar]

Emoticons?! What did you do with Jackstar? ???

Relax, Kid. I'm still Me. Still totes immune. I was being ironic. You know how to be ironic, don't you? You just put your (blank) together and (blank).

In other words, in a nutshell: I'm not allowed to post there, but if I were, I would have posted all that stuff and more.

Imagine the impressions. *click*

[Master Trollda]

Whew! Glad you’re safe.

[Innerreach]

Relax, Kid. I'm still Me. Still totes immune. I was being ironic. You know how to be ironic, don't you? You just put your (blank) together and (blank).

In other words, in a nutshell: I'm not allowed to post there, but if I were, I would have posted all that stuff and more.

Imagine the impressions. *click*

Your stupid running owl avatar made me laugh and fart, simultaneously forcing snot from my sinuses onto my freshly oiled Magnum PI mustache the other day, MOTHERFUCKER!

Had I been in the presence of a lady, smoking a cigar or masturbating, that could have seriously killed the mood.

Thankfully, the fortuitous synchronicity of that event sent me into a full-blown masturbation-station-debation that eventually led me to the full realization of personal negation-hesitations.

 I can't and won’t guarantee my commitment in restraint for the killing, maiming, the butchery of your/the owl for eating, ritual sacrifice, or the just plain fun of it.

#Messengers of death are a delicious delicacy

[Jackstar]

Your stupid running owl avatar

Chicken Little has seen better days.

[Jackstar]

Hey, can I read this letter on my podcast? Note that I don't have to ask permission, I can just spam this all over HateCoon if I want, it's mine, I wrote it... yet, as a point of personal duty and obligation, I probably wouldn't do so without checking with you first. (I haven't decided whether to send this or leave it as a draft yet, but I'll maybe let you decide after you read this, although (X) In My Mind says it doesn't matter ;))

And as more than a courtesy from your Sourcerous Nigger (Blank) (that's me, yes, I am your (blank), that's how we do it in (Blank), DEAL WITH IT), I would hope that you can refrain from shitting your pants all over the place every time we have perfectly normal conversations about “stuff” from now on. Get over yourself, (PROT): you have won The Game.

First prize is this (blank). Second prize is your (blank) is fired.

END OF LYING.
TESTIMONY RESUMES
UPON COUNCIL RECESS.

CARRY ON.
LUGGAGE.

Whew! Glad you’re safe. :)

I'm glad you're adorable.

[Laser]

An immense field of sludge but it is based content.

[Jackstar]

it is based content.

I'm going back to base.

[AC400KICK]

There’s not going to be a war, is there?

[Jackstar]

Sweet, looks like I've got the only Algonquin Cracker Jack left alive on this plane; and, she's a ‘Lock. Too blue to plant cotton—but I bet she can grow some killer weed.

I bet DVR.DNR-5 is THUNDEROUSLY pissed he didn't get me to sign that NCD/NCA when he had the chance. At one point, I totally would have.

Sucker! DON'T TRY.
Only on Seaden. It's like Eden... but I'm the one dork left that remembered not to eat a Big Mac with cheese. Or GMO meat.

Or without nano—*click*

[pate]

[Jackstar]

Taurus Horoscope
December 2, 2021 - Intense emotions could be hurtling right at you today, possibly coming from someone in your life who you probably think of as an equal or a partner in your community, such as a friend or co-worker. Whether this energy will be used for good or for ill is still up in the air. You could wind up getting your buttons pushed when you'd prefer to keep things copacetic, or someone could bring some very fun times your way -- there are lots of options!


THE SHAPE OF THINGS TO COME IS A WHOLE.

[Laser]