IRL mimicry from a random stranger I pass by on the street? The fuck? It's getting weird. I need to know moar. Curiosity piqued.
Lingual terroir.
Looks like he's trying to keep what little brians he has left from leaking out. Needs another set of hands for his ears.
When this is over, I walk away, no one follows, you never hear from me again, anywhere. Online monikers will not follow to IRL. NO ONE TO KNOW.
When the time comes for my last post, when we can all breathe a sigh of relief and say, "Finally!" I will post a song by The Doors. I will not post any tunes by that band until then. That will be my exit.
What is this in Notables?
"I have had contact with the FBI many times. Whenever I report crimes. I report them to the FBI./J6 NEW"
Scroll up, scroll way up, and look in the globals for Anons. 3 memes of alien shit in accompanied to it. It doesn't add up. If we're going to do this fucking song and dance again…
Ah, Admin post. Okay. Didn't see the flashy text at first.
All nighter bread, huh? Where'd the participation go? I wonder where the participation went? Week-end shills not working this week-end.
I don't remember it like this in previous years, but then again I can't remember what kind of sleep cycle I was on back then either.
>It's no longer called JIDF. It's been rebranded and passed on to new management several times. It's now known as
And yet, nothing of value was truly lost.