You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Hi peoplepersons.
For some reason I keep thinking about estrogen and T-blockers. Basically, my thoughts on the matter can be summed up by Apple Bloom here:
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Stabbing yourself in the eyes seems preferable to designing a website without easily accessible graphical representation. Partly because raw HTML will result in something so ugly you would like expedient eye removal.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
I got called "ma'am" over the phone once.
I have no idea how, though Anonus swears my man-voice is somewhat feminine.
You are the end result of a “would you push the button” prompt where the prompt was “you have unlimited godlike powers but you appear to all and sundry to be an impetuous child” – Zero, 2022
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Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
'Cause time went gold in '89
And kept it live through '95
Bleh. I hate walking home in the dark.
Seems unlikely I'd get mistaken for lady in real life, but it's happened on the interwebs a few times.