We eat fried chicken down here.
There are only 60 real puppeteers controlling all the media figures.
School's not for everybody. The end won't be for everybody.
Try kindness for once without expecting something in return. Peace was the prize.
We should be nicer to my Viacom mask, TBF.
Aren't you the same oracle who tried to get me to sell me soul for music abilities? Chill out, virtual boy.
You're not wrong. They made a despair image after I didn't sign my likeness away at a job interview.
Whoever said, "Precipicer and Precipicer," last night, thanks.
You work for oracle, and they lost their Google lawsuit. Do you remember me? Did you think you could virtually wipe away who I am?
Look. You created fraudulent issues while trying to be me. I let it roll because I realized you were always deleting my rebuttal after the bread closed. The anons knew, and the Normans are realizing they can't outrun the truth no matter how hard you shilled your truth.
It means null