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  • Old Guild Username: Antarctic Termite
  • Joined: 12 yrs ago
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    1. Antarctic Termite 12 yrs ago
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Recent Statuses

8 yrs ago
Current ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
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8 yrs ago
If you're not trying to romance the Pokemon, what's the fucking point?
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8 yrs ago
Can't help but read 'woah' as a regular 'wuh', but 'whoa' as a deep, masculine 'HOO-AH!'
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8 yrs ago
That's patently untrue. I planted some potassium the other day, and no matter how much I watered it, all I got was explosions.
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9 yrs ago
on holiday for five days. if you need me, toss a rock into the fuckin' desert and I'll whisper in your dreams
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Bio

According to the IRC, I'm a low-grade troll. They're probably not wrong.

Most Recent Posts

Tryin’ so hard to act like we don’t care
Wouldn’t it be nice if we were just normal people, yeah?
Every time we try, we get nowhere
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Ye ain’t fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
Ah, do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Is you really Slick Rick? No, you just ain’t a thing
Bet it up, head erupts
A lava language and a vocal volcanic
If it ain’t fixed, don’t broke it, don’t panic
If it ain’t this, it ain’t shit, goddammit
If it ain’t this, it ain’t dope, it don’t flush
And if it ain’t hip or don’t hop, well then hush
“Man, they sound like”, “Man, they stole yo”
“Man, they look like”, nope, it ain’t us
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Well, is you really Slick Rick? Nope, you just ain’t a thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Do ya damn thing, do ya thing, ya thing
Ye ain’t fresh squeezed juice, nigga, you that Tang
New word, onomateopoeia, boom
Quit actin’ like you don’t wanna be here
Fuck around and get jumped like leap year
Glock and a glove make you
Really wanna leave me a-lone
Get the fuck on, go’n
Okay, okay, okay, back to the happy songs
Rap ain’t nothin’ but an auto-talkin’ shit
My girl look pretty up there ridin’ dick
My plaid past, my solid future
Astronaut ass and a gorgeous coochie
I’m an outcast, but you’re into me
Summer got mad ’cause winter blew me
That Juicy Fruit, that splooshie-sploosh
Generation X on bloop-de-bloop
Get duked out, or get dookie-duked
Er’rybody hit the floor, we through the roof
Like a chimney, now come in me
How come it be? Some lame man
Nigga talkin’ ’bout “Aw, he don’t rap enough”
But y’all rap a lot and I’m like “Wrap it up, hoe”
Ye ain’t Scarface, ye ain’t Willie D
Ye ain’t Bushwick, ye ain’t killin’ me
Better play with ya ma’fuckin’ mama
Betcha still stay witcha ma’fuckin’ mama
Keep sleepin’ on me, I’ma rock my pajamas
In the daytime, I swear, I promise
Dare a nigga say somethin’, tear a nigga face off
How come blacks don’t play baseball?
Y’all white, know y’all can taste
All this fly shit
I stay finna take off
So I guess I'm right
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