The Many Musical Likes of Innerreach.

[Innerreach]

Here's your bag. Teehee!

Child… Open!

[Jackstar]

more ironic exhortations to caterwaul

I am being quiet for a scholar of my rank & reknown. What is your goddam problem? Oh, right -- a complex web of psychosocial and chemical co-dependencies that, even now, continue to crumble all around you. The walls of your reality are closing in... and Doom, is at hand.

Hey, can you score me an emoji for that? Thanks, dude. I'll get you back next Wednesday.

[Master Trollda]

[Jackstar]

Child… Open!

You misapprehend my purpose here, good Sir. Political protest has a fine and well-honored tradition in this country, and if you don't like it, you can come up here and lick on my pucker while your wife carves my wife's initials in my taint. I don't give a shit, Motherfucker. How this has escaped your notice thus far is quite beyond me. Quite.

htxtps://youtu.be/GLQs0OrHiPY

Fucked up music and a retardo dog is no way to go through life, Son.

[Jackstar]

Predictive programming

At your service.

[Innerreach]

I am being quiet for a scholar of my rank & reknown. What is your goddam problem? Oh, right -- a complex web of psychosocial and chemical co-dependencies that, even now, continue to crumble all around you. The walls of your reality are closing in... and Doom, is at hand.

Hey, can you score me an emoji for that? Thanks, dude. I'll get you back next Wednesday.

Dude, I thought you were shrewd… Well, I guess that means both of us aren’t.



#No🎲

[Jackstar]

Dude, I thought you were shrewd…

Well, I am shrew'd. There's a difference, but not a whole lot. Anyway, why so many goddam pistachios in your French onion soup? At this point you're so goddam salty you're about liable to start attracting stray deer. I'm about fed up to the nines with this trash-talk. I have an actual life, People, and someone put it on hold just so I could watch you all make yourselves look abhhorrently stupid.

Not gonna lie, this works out well for my plans. Nevertheless, this is my Kennedy/Bay_of_Pigs moment. Fuck you fuckers. I've had it. That's it. Gloves are off. I'm running for President, just as soon as I am exonerated at trial, or, I get to go to sleep with that teddy bear from Spielberg's A.I., whatever it takes to come first. I'm down. I'm game.

But first; washing and conditioning AND BLOW DRYING MY HAIR, MOTHER FUCK BUCKET MOTHER FUCKER! I'm not even gonna click you, I'm just gonna obsessively refresh... it's the closest I can get to stalking now.

[Jackstar]

#No🎲

I appreciate the delivery, this works. Next step is cigars. You like cigars, don't you? Start learning how to use the U.S. Mail, since you're so good at learning about insurance and plumbing and family tree adjustments and shit.

[pate]

Code: [Select]

https://youtu.be/Lqsg1RE6Jag

"That's a good one, Coach!"

[pate]

Now that's just crazy-talk!

[Innerreach]

I appreciate the delivery, this works. Next step is cigars. You like cigars, don't you? Start learning how to use the U.S. Mail, since you're so good at learning about insurance and plumbing and family tree adjustments and shit.

Oh, get a job, loser!

[Innerreach]

[Innerreach]

Well, I am shrew'd. There's a difference, but not a whole lot.

You’re neither.

Anyway, why so many goddam pistachios in your French onion soup?

I take it back. Maybe, you should **** ********.🤷

At this point you're so goddam salty you're about liable to start attracting stray deer. I'm about fed up to the nines with this trash-talk.

I'm just fine, thank you.

Bruh, BRUH! Dude... I work 65 hours a week, and you think I encapsulate my existential values around you, this place, or something you’re aware of?

Not gonna lie, this works out well for my plans. Nevertheless, this is my Kennedy/Bay_of_Pigs moment. Fuck you fuckers. I've had it. That's it. Gloves are off. I'm running for President, just as soon as I am exonerated at trial, or, I get to go to sleep with that teddy bear from Spielberg's A.I., whatever it takes to come first. I'm down. I'm game.

But first; washing and conditioning AND BLOW DRYING MY HAIR, MOTHER FUCK BUCKET MOTHER FUCKER! I'm not even gonna click you, I'm just gonna obsessively refresh... it's the closest I can get to stalking now.

🥱 *Waiting*

[pate]

... I'm running for President, just as soon as I am exonerated at trial,..

It actually works the other way around, CrackStar...

[Laser]

🥱 *Waiting*

Just noticed your AVATAR appears to have been South Punk'd. I've always imagined the Inner Reach persona as Dark, Relentless and Elemental.