Kek. If you really believed that, you wouldn't be here shilling. Instead, you'd be eating some liver and fava beans, with a nice chianti.
Nothing Can Stop What Is Coming.
Sleep tight.
Kek. Won't talk about what Jews eat, huh?
Kek. I would pay good money to see this shit. Indiana Smalls and the Temple of Midgets.
Find a wizard who knows Dispel Magic and you're good.
When is she going to apologize for culturally appropriating Caucasian hair? She needs to drink some of that relaxer she uses on her hair, so she can chill out a bit.
Yeah, I'm sure all the foreskins don't help either.
Kek. Back when I had a Twitter, I called her out on that shit and she blocked me.
Kek. Wait until they get Super Mad.
They've never been exposed like this. Never had to be out in the open. Hard to run OPORDs in the light, when you're used to being in the shadows.
Indeed.
Fight Back!
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Kek. In my day, we called them disco biscuits.
I knew better than to grab 'em. I spent a better part of my youth in the Goth/BDSM sub-culture. You grab 'em, you might find yourself tied to the bed and wishing you hadn't.
The vibes are getting good. Fuck the [Deep State].
It was the barbed cat o' nine tails that worried me. I knew many a Dom that owned one.