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8 yrs ago
Eight six seven five three O’ nInNNneEEe
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9 yrs ago
@Ophidian Always go too far, because that's where you'll create the truth.
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9 yrs ago
@datadogie My score was 7. Yours?
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9 yrs ago
@Andreyich "MULTI-TRACK DRIFTING!!"
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9 yrs ago
Disestablishmentarism
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Billy Tilly decided to visit the local inn, the Ploughin' Pony. And then his skeleton burst from his body, killing him. The skeleton, now free, decided that it was about time to leave this swingin' brony sex motel and go become an economist. He went to the nearest hat shop and bought a nice black top hat with the money he got off of his old skin, several now dead hookers, and the wishes of little boys and girls. The black hat soon taught Billy Tilly's skeleton the basics of identity fraud to help his education as an economist. With his new tool, the skeleton went down the street pointing out frauds, until he pointed at a cop and was tazed right in the calcium. The men took him into the prisons but he was, however, soon released- as skeletons are very white. Now an ex-con, the skeleton wrote a book about economy from the perspective of a prison-bound human skeleton. Said book exploded in popularity and profits, inflating both his wallet and his ego. His ego got so big that it burst from his bones, killing him. Billy Tilly's ego went to find a new host, and found a small Kentucky boy named Tilly Billy who loved to play the spoons. Now, the spoons he played was a convoluted instrument that involved lining up a number couples spooning based on the pitch of their voice, and pressing them together using a complex piano-style machine that caused them to sigh, allowing the spoon player to make melodies out of sensual moans. The purchase and operating costs of this instrument had bankrupted Tilly Billy's family, but armed with Billy Tilly's demonaic ego, he went into poverty with the machine still thinking himself the best composer in the world. Tilly Billy finally died of STDs in 6900, Which led the possessing ego to go find another host in the streets of Brooklyn.
Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over. Billy Tilly's ego taught Silly Milly in the ways of the patriarchy, which have long been illegal, at least since the great purge of White men in 3030. She grew a beard, bought a two-pronged cross, and began preaching the gospel about how the Pope was a dick and men were the shit. One day, her sermon was interrupted and her soapbox kicked over by the Matriarchio Mob, who threatened to smash all her windows unless she started paying them 'Oppression Tax'. Preaching one last time, Silly Milly transformed Billy Tilly's Ego into a gay guardian angel to fight off the mob.
Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over. Billy Tilly's ego taught Silly Milly in the ways of the patriarchy, which have long been illegal, at least since the great purge of White men in 3030. She grew a beard, bought a two-pronged cross, and began preaching the gospel about how the Pope was a dick and men were the shit. One day, her sermon was interrupted and her soapbox kicked over by the Matriarchio Mob, who threatened to smash all her windows unless she started paying them 'Oppression Tax'. Preaching one last time, Silly Milly transformed Billy Tilly's Ego into a gay guardian angel to fight off the mob.
"Hmm... Not entirely...", Horus responded in his cracked, gasping voice. "I haven't had a chance to explore the other floors of the bank building, so God only knows what's up there.", Horus continued, "And, if we're leaving Carter here injured, someone's gotta look after him. Seems like your on your own.", Horus said quite frankly. Horus had perfected the technique of Bluntness, and used this conversation stopper so well it seem to conjure a verbal wall on whatever argument he was participating in. Horus, picking Carter up and slinging his arm around his shoulder, grunted in response to the new weight on his back. "God, son, your like the world's heaviest back-pack.", Horus chuckled at his own mediocre joke. Starting to haul Carter to the stair-well, Horus looked back to Greg and smiled under his rusted mask. "Take this, it's dangerous to go alone..." Horus joked again, pulling his cavalry lance from it's holder and handing it to Greg. Horus laughed once more, a dry, deep-bellied laugh that unnerved both soldiers. With a few more steps, Horus soon trailed Carter towards the stairs and up towards the 2nd floor
Also, past this point, you will be added to a dropout list.
I'm not familiar with this "Dropout List"... Please elaborate XD
Jokes?
Obama.
Billy Tilly decided to visit the local inn, the Ploughin' Pony. And then his skeleton burst from his body, killing him. The skeleton, now free, decided that it was about time to leave this swingin' brony sex motel and go become an economist. He went to the nearest hat shop and bought a nice black top hat with the money he got off of his old skin, several now dead hookers, and the wishes of little boys and girls. The black hat soon taught Billy Tilly's skeleton the basics of identity fraud to help his education as an economist. With his new tool, the skeleton went down the street pointing out frauds, until he pointed at a cop and was tazed right in the calcium. The men took him into the prisons but he was, however, soon released- as skeletons are very white. Now an ex-con, the skeleton wrote a book about economy from the perspective of a prison-bound human skeleton. Said book exploded in popularity and profits, inflating both his wallet and his ego. His ego got so big that it burst from his bones, killing him. Billy Tilly's ego went to find a new host, and found a small Kentucky boy named Tilly Billy who loved to play the spoons. Now, the spoons he played was a convoluted instrument that involved lining up a number couples spooning based on the pitch of their voice, and pressing them together using a complex piano-style machine that caused them to sigh, allowing the spoon player to make melodies out of sensual moans. The purchase and operating costs of this instrument had bankrupted Tilly Billy's family, but armed with Billy Tilly's demonaic ego, he went into poverty with the machine still thinking himself the best composer in the world. Tilly Billy finally died of STDs in 6900, Which led the possessing ego to go find another host in the streets of Brooklyn.
Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over.
Who happened to be a teenage girl who had so many highlights in her hair she looked like a walking skittles commercial. This girl's name for Silly Milly, and each skittle-colored highlight represented her passion for the gay community. But she was in reality a cis-tranz neo-reactionary Nazi spy working for the Russians. Silly Milly had already successfully taken over Brookyln from the inside, and was about to catch a tram to New York until Billy Tilly's ego took her over.
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