Anyways, Today for Christmas I did not get a hydrogen bomb to destroy the World, nor did I get adminship over Heapers Hangout, I also did not receive the mind-controll ray I wanted so as to cure other people of their opinions.
I am still in a nation so foolish as to give her precious natural coals to europe in return for naught but money, worldly gain, and filthy lucre. No divinely-blessed dynasty rules my land, nor can I join a monastery or convent because mormonism doesn't even have equivalent institutions. Additionally, America did not annex Canada and Mexico today, combining into sombrero-malpleleaftartan-baldeagle-topia.
Also, Pope Francis did not issue an official statement that I am cool and not stupid (I would explode with vindication should Thomas S. Monson issue such a statement, so I will not wish for such).
All I got was a loving family and several beautiful and fantastic books and a tongue-scraper and a replica of the Queen from the Lewis Chess set and shiny stretchy pants and a collection of photoes from when I was a toddler and some drawings by my little sister.
My Christmas was okay. I didn't eat much, but no surprises there. Instead I just ate what I could, and played board games with the family and worked on my Sims 3 legacy blog.
The dinosaurs did not come back to life, nor did the Holocene megafauna return to stomp out the sinners. I also did not gain the ability to shoot lightning out of my toes.
The moon did not hatch into a fantastic leviathan, the trees did not start walking on octopus-tentacle-like roots, and Bill Gates did not give me all of his moneys.
An inverse Pompeii did not happen so as to create a new city with thousands of new people, the stock market did not uncrash, and the iceberg that sank the titanic is still out there escaping justice.
I got a new phone for Christmas (finally! Something that is technically sort of a smartphone!), a book on piano chords, and, the big haul, a MIDI keyboard that I have named Pickle.
I got a new phone for Christmas (finally! Something that is technically sort of a smartphone!), a book on piano chords, and, the big haul, a MIDI keyboard that I have named Pickle.
What book? Nice to hear about all of them.
I'm glad you're having a good Christmas, Aliroz. And for you, an okay one, Tools.
Anyways, Today for Christmas I did not get a hydrogen bomb to destroy the World, nor did I get adminship over Heapers Hangout, I also did not receive the mind-controll ray I wanted so as to cure other people of their opinions.
I am still in a nation so foolish as to give her precious natural coals to europe in return for naught but money, worldly gain, and filthy lucre. No divinely-blessed dynasty rules my land, nor can I join a monastery or convent because mormonism doesn't even have equivalent institutions. Additionally, America did not annex Canada and Mexico today, combining into sombrero-malpleleaftartan-baldeagle-topia.
Also, Pope Francis did not issue an official statement that I am cool and not stupid (I would explode with vindication should Thomas S. Monson issue such a statement, so I will not wish for such).
All I got was a loving family and several beautiful and fantastic books and a tongue-scraper and a replica of the Queen from the Lewis Chess set and shiny stretchy pants and a collection of photoes from when I was a toddler and some drawings by my little sister.
We sincerely apologize for sending you this sensitive information via e-mail instead of a certified mail, post-mail, phone or face to face conversation, it's due to the urgency and importance of the security information of our citizens. I am Special Agent Mark Giuliano from the Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI) Field Intelligence Groups (FIGs). We intercepted two consignment boxes at JFK Airport, New York. The boxes were scanned and they contained large sum of money ($4.1 million) also some backup documents that bears your name as the Beneficiary / Receiver. Investigation was carried out on the diplomat that accompanied the boxes into the United States and he stated that he was to deliver the funds at your residence as an overdue payment owed to you by the Federal Republic of Nigeria through the security company in United Kingdom.
After cross-checking all legal documents in the boxes, we found out that your consignment was lacking an important document and we can't release the boxes to the diplomat until the document is found, we have no other option than to confiscate your consignment.
According to Internal Revenue Code (IRC) in Title 26 also contain reporting requirement on a Form 8300, Report of Cash Payment Over $10,000 Received in a Trade or Business, money laundering activity may violate 18 USC §1956, 18 USC 1957, 18 USC 1960, and provision of Title 31, and 26 USC 6050I of the United States Code (USC), this section will discuss only those money laundering and currency violation under the jurisdiction of IRS, your consignment lacks proof of ownership certificate from the joint team of IRS and IRC, therefore you need to reply back immediately for direction on how to procure this certificate to enable us relieved the charge of evading the law on you, which is a punishable offense in the United States.
You are required to reply back within 72hours or you will be prosecuted in a court of law for money laundering, also you are instructed to desist from further contact with any bank(s) or person(s) in Nigeria or the United Kingdom or any part of the world regarding your payment because your consignment has been confiscated by the Federal Bureau of Investigation here in the United States.
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
Some people don't know what "reboot" means I guess
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be interested in seeing what you make of that one
there were some good ones but also ones featuring Texibucks or... something
so yeah i can well believe that's what it is
how's your Christmas?
My Christmas was okay. I didn't eat much, but no surprises there. Instead I just ate what I could, and played board games with the family and worked on my Sims 3 legacy blog.
How about you?
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
my DS has been missing for weeks, and for a long time i didn't give it that much thought because this place is a mess so i figured it'd turn up
but now i've looked everywhere for it, i can't think of anywhere in the house i haven't checked yet
the charger's missing too, which makes me worry i left it somewhere out of home :/
i don't wanna be getting worked up over something dumb like this on a holiday
i'm going to give up looking for now. but, irritated.
minutes after posting about my missing DS i found it
it's a christmas miracle