Or you could just say this is primarily a nursing-home disease which hits white people whose families tend to put them there at higher rates 🤷
Or you can just call it a bio-weapon aimed at Middle America! Would you have to immediately lose one or two fingers if you made that faux pas? I'm not asking for a friend, I'm just curious, since it'll never happen to me.
Victory to The Light. Brought to you in part through the power of psychokinetic shielding and the glorious, benevolent, and awe-inspiring auspices of...
The
MAGIC IN BLACK CONTENT DELIVERY NETWORK.(Flower gifting & hula-hoop provisional services are currently offline due to unscheduled critical emergency immersion maintenance, and as soon as I start finishing smoking and then finishing this crack (not like the last 12 times, G–damn it LET ME FINISH), I'm going to go downstairs and get to work on smoking some more crack so I can BE SURE TO BE HIGH ENOUGH TO ACQUIRE ENOUGH “Sourceror’s Energon Cubes” to get to whatever the maintenance is that needs to be done.
Honestly, it's probably some sort of choice, some sort of binary choice that only I can make, because I'm the only sorceror on site *pictures of pants* yeeesir, not very busy job as a Saxophonal Planetary Security Master Chief... But it is an exceptionally important and prestigious gig, hey, not just a
gig, but a
post, and as a lifestyle choice, Sourcery really just can't be beat. Just being one enables so many possibilities that one might never have had before, like riding a unicorn, eating grapefruit on a unicorn, marrying a unicorn, and smoking ground up boxes out of an upturned unicorn horn with a Flint Trap Kighter made from the o ty herfour hooves.
Classy.Makes you wonder what happened to the rest of that unicorn (glue, snacks, or wax? Depends on caste), but one look at that Flint Trap Kighter, and you can see why all the unicorns had to be taken off the street. (Eventually what are the new sheriffs in town decided to harvest all of them at once, not realizing that... The unicorn life cycle doesn't involve birth or death, and you'd expect a county sheriff to know that, especially one with such pretty boots and such pretty hair and WHAT A PRETTY HAT like that, but... well, don't worry, there's plenty of unicorns left on this planet. Someone arranged to have the Jabberwock start shitting fresh ones out whole, at least that was the idea, but after the design was implemented it was discovered that the Java Rock would occasionally take a shine to one or two or 10 of the outgoing produce... It was pretty pretty gourd first, I'm told I guess they would just grab the horn and throw the rest away... Which was about 5.4 ft, has the jabbawockeez grasping and crasping muscles or it's made strength, and it's just not really got the right kind of armature to throw a 1200 lb unicorn minus a 2 lb horn very far.
So in a fairly short period of time, the media space surrounding the area became filled with a roving mob of bloody horn-amputated equines, who were all very sad, has one might imagine.
Picture this: You've got a long cylindrical narrow phallic-sized object sticking out your body and right off your bone somebody takes a big f****** bite out of it and throws the rest of your body away. Can you imagine? Savages, useless bloody savages.
Now imagine them doing it to a girl's twat. Aieeeee! Recoil in horror! Alert the media! Petition the UN! Great! Great! Positive energy! Let's keep it going! Now, imagine them doing it to young boys' penises, in three... two... one...
L’haim!