unfortunately i am postponing my annual carnival of cruelty due to concerns that people may interpret it as cruel

me: halt. go no farther. whats the password to get into my illusive catacomb my buddy Phrimgruel the Cascadist: Doom of Screams me: thats such a cool password

the gum man is tickling me

i would build new canals to expand our agricultural lands if i had assurances that i could name the calendar year after my accomplishment. but i already know they wont let me

12:36PM: entered catacombs, briefly drowned in liquid opacity 01:07AM: called restful realm's sky into great subterranean ringed structure to lighten it 01:22PM: watched static spiral theater 11:08AM: met a man so calm he let me buy his vegetal heart right out of his chest, died on the spot

man sat in his car driving in traffic for 100 years drinking red juice and stuck behind other vehicles. he finally reached his destination and got out of his car and went inside but the place wasn't what he remembered anymore. it was iguana world

man thought he was home again. went inside and ate all his food but it wasn't really his home or his really food. it was a light bulb factory and he was lighted up forever. like a beacon

new delivery of lions arrives to earth 2,000,000 new lions have arrived

pioneering a service for women of means to order me to their bedrooms wearing beautiful and stunning streetstyle outfits of my own design. i remain fully clothed as they mutter things like "mmm. exquisite. most appealing" and then, finally, demand in a hushed tone that i leave

my uncle Bishkek found out he was secretly strong and he lifted himself up so high he never came back down

at the park bellowing at swans and mallard ducks to "jump off the D" so people know i dont mess around

smashing pumpkins lyrics are all just a nursery rhyme or common saying and then something like "angels dirty bloodline never forever, never let her ask her god whenever" x8

U.s.a. president Hollwood Snapchat

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✝️𝐕𝐚𝐦𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐐𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭✝️

jamaican man motor scooting on the sidewalk inquired thrice if i used to work with Paul

i'm being carried to the sea in a velvet hammock by some sort of fabulous oaf

bone gun of the south

me: hey minotaur who wears a crimson cloak with golden arabesque trim and says naught but "Vanitas" when addressed by man. whats good minotaur who wears a crimson cloak with a golden arabesque trim and says naught but "Vanitas" when addressed by man: (craning neck astern to regard me) 𝐕𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐬.

college team baseball manchester

please wait. synchronizing homer

my buddy Bogas the little gremlin man: Tall Ladies all day long Ladies talk to Bogas me: what do you say to em Bogas my buddy Bogas the little gremlin man: Lookdgmngd good ladies

growing and honoring a mold father in the basement. simple adjutant for the disordered heart. learn my ways and values from the dreadspore

heavy metal worm king unleashed. perfect diamond yoda vs high caliber army navy orangutan: the judas spectacle

bathing in a weak vision slime. its the evening of the spidercount and i'm disastrously large for the task

judge: You are obviously guilty and have shown no remorse. Yet out of compassion i will allow you to walk free, on the condition that you are able to name either a snack or a bug, but not both. me: mothmallow judge: You get one more try me: skittles and a locust

powering up trees. with electricity, oil, ghosts, computers, women(feminine power), etc. crying about the fallow heart of the machine does not work. so instead i am ennobling ten thousand trees with modern accoutrement to plateau the war

mayor: I do have uh, time for some questions, brief questions, if there are any. me: 👋 are farts funny? are they funny yes or no mayor's aide: (pushing mayor backward) The Mayor respects all religions. me: are they funny yes or no mayor's aide: (growing agitated) Our city welcomes all faiths.

china sending foreign moon different moon

thinking about "personal problems". "hes having problems with his personal life". this clod, in his free time, is a "person," meandering about, experiencing relationships and hobbies. and as if that isn't bad enough he's having difficulty with it all

𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙨 every sunday at the cook out roasting up 22 hour clocks when the spring time comes. rain or come shine. but we dont eat "that hour" not in my yard thank you

strange and psychotic epidemic of people who are completely incapable of altering their writing voice immediately thinking any punctuated, semi-formal paragraph they see is AI

each day i pilot a little man. from two to seven with vim and glee i choose where he goes and what he does. and the fellow is conscious, but has no clue what is going on nor how to fight me. nobody would believe him anyway

waiter: What can i get you me: crown of honey waiter: We dont have crown of honey me: do you have honey waiter: Yes me: if you have honey then you have crown of honey

big ogre: Gift? me: yes please ogre. big gift big ogre: Big ogre smash down your whole city into piles me: oh..no gift big ogre: Ok. No gift. Big ogre smash down your whole city into piles. me: thank you

big advocate of extraordinary comma placements, as a manifestation of beauty

low key what news of the mangonel though

life is a grievous chamber. but, no one can stop us from waddling about, through the soup of roads. like the little penguin men we are

smoking that Ju-On shit. shorty hold a grudge on me

pilgrimage to my least favorite yogourt/yoghurt(?) company, Superior Yogurts, with my fat mountain goat Teddy who loves to cause bullshit. its an auspicious day to be a yogurt headquarters. not

john jacob permanent nachos

cold suckin breakfast oatmeal out of a concert flutists concert flute while hes down at the joe convenience. should'nt have left your oats out otherf{%cker. #oatmeal. talking about your flute soloist ass is going to ensconce me into your home like im not hungry at 10:45am. mapo syrup

jory the boy: you ever think about pack it all up and going out to the great south west Incurious Vincent: Don't start up with your bull shit woke topics jory the boy: im just trying to get to know your stupid ass dude. fuck Incurious Vincent: You know I don't go in directions

judge: State your name for the record jack the pussy boy: osama bin sephiroth judge: You need to state your real name jack the pussy boy: fine. jack the pussy boy judge: I'm giving you one last warning jack the pussy boy: jack the pussy boy is my real name

my boy Lost Julius: they should be alien me: what ? my boy Lost Julius: our hrarts me: hearts? my boy Lost Julius: all of us. our hearts should remain alien and forbidden

10/16/2041 learning new road games with a lamb-sized person named Manstrength Chicago. "street apples". first one to eat every apple loses. but who can rebuff the snake's prize? a clever design "concretius". struggling to understand. the rules cant be spoken. Manstrength cries when we play.

stop gazing at my enormous, diaphanous and many-layered angel wings🪽. yes i am a polychromatic, ever-sprouting man angel🪽. and i agree i am quite beautiful, and perhaps spiritually monumental. turn your gaze now to someperson else. or be destroyed with me!

my buddy Kengnus the Flame curler: (slowly immolating me with a ballet of arcing flares) Rise. Rise flames me: ow. youre catching me on fire my buddy Kengnus the Flame curler: That would of happened no matter what i did

Hi. 👋 Two questions. Well two parts, questions. Where are my Angels? Where are their Swords?

greetings Mom. i've proven six different new type of dracula since yellow zenith of dawn. hold--they are hacking my missives again Mom. interception. others might hear of this