>>13907598

Honestly, no one here knows anything much. We all saw a bunch of "proofs" that Trump approved of Q but it was all wink-wink stuff and none of that prives Q or TTrum are definitely "good guys". Some people here think Q more or less works for God and Jesus. Some think Q is the NSA, but not so much religious. Some here think Q is fake, and have a dozen ideas for why they think that.

In the end we're all just people, a bit confused, a bit stupid, and sadly much more unaware than we'd like to be or are willing to admit. No one is taking you very seriously because this place has at least one or two highly dedicated idiots that come up with every stupid scheme imaginable to try to take over the board, so "educating people on Q" is like, last years fad. This year's is a little more… brutal, frankly.

>>13907833

There was an old lady who lived on Lick Street

Her passage was blocked up from too much to eat

She took stomach pills without reading the box

Before she could strip, turds were flying like rocks.

Toorala, tooralay

A rolling stone gathers no moss, so they say

Sing along, with the birds

It's a wonderful song but it's all about turds.

She ran to the window, stuck out her ass

Just at that moment a cowhand did pass

He heard the strange noise, so he gazed up on high

A mighty big turd hit him right in the eye.

Toorala, tooralay

A rolling stone gathers no moss, so they say

Sing along, with the birds

It's a wonderful song but it's all about turds.

Oh he ran to the east and the west

When a further consignment arrived on his chest

He fled to the north and he fled to the south

When a bloody big turd hit him right in the mouth.

Toorala, tooralay

A rolling stone gathers no moss, so they say

Sing along, with the birds

It's a wonderful song but it's all about turds.

The next time you walk over Flatriver Bridge

Look out for a cowhand asleep on the ridge

His chest bears a placard, whereon are these words:

"Be kind to a cowboy who's blinded by turds."

Toorala, tooralay

A rolling stone gathers no moss, so they say

Sing along, with the birds

It's a wonderful song but it's all about turds.