TYB
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Okay, who's fucking with my digits? I mean really.
1:41 14
2:24 24
3:33 3 (now 4)
4I shouldn't have been hitting digits like that. Especially the first one considering the bread title.
5I am here.
>>17965539 (me)
Never mind. They only have meaning to me. Like hitting slots matching seconds and last two digits of post and whatnot, or what I'm replying to. Pay no attention to these ramblings of an anon smoking a sativa for a change instead of the usual indica.
Sativas usually give me headaches. This strain doesn't seem to though. I wanted to switch things up for a change. I should walk away from the board now. Those first three posts spooked me. I had to break the flow of those. Kick some ass, anons.
Attack Jim, if that fails,
Attack BO or BV, if that fails,
Attack Baker, if that fails,
Attack Anons, if that fails,
Then realize you're pieces of shit, traitors to your country, the worst examples of humanity that most people that are here have ever seen. Do you feel the walls closing in? You dumb fucking retards never learn, do you?
Oh they want to play indirectly, do they? Okay. No, wait. That would just be directly then. No, I won't take that smelly bait. Whoever wrote that post needs a shower.
I gripe about Proto too when it's on. I get all haughty about some anons being over others due to paying yada yada yada. Whenever I do that I'm just pissed Proto is on and I can't post, just venting. I guess that means I brought emotion to the bunker. Whenever the bots hit though I'll post "BOTS!!! TURN ON PROTO!!!" I'm weird like that.
I saw Jim Watkins at a grocery store once. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a douche and bother him and ask him for a Proto pass or anything. He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?” I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Huh?” but he kept cutting me off and going “huh? huh? huh?” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him chuckle as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen chocolate bars in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the bars and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
True story.
It's a resurrected 10 year old copypasta that makes me laugh. It wasn't an attack, there's nothing to decode, I just wanted to bring a bit of levity to the board. Fag.
Oh shit. KEK!
Jim, if you're around and that copypasta offended you rather than made you laugh, I don't know what to say. Sorry for your feelings?