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."
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."
Well, that was certainly, uh, purple.
And on a related note, I kind of want to see a book/game/show about benevolent space reptiles. I'm sure some already exist, but still. [/reptile fanboy]
Attractive aesthetics are a holographic distraction brought on by the reptiloid razorplankton They have been putting in the Communal Soup that We The Unbelieving share
It is only We The Enlightened who can refuse Their spoonfeeding and recognize ugly page layouts for their good Chakra
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
God. I miss June. I miss having nearly unlimited free time and I miss the novelty of experiencing Tumblr for the first time and I miss having a road trip to look forward to.
Gator: ...you know, thinking about it, I don't recall ever seeing any benevolent space reptiles. Star Wars' Trandoshans are pretty much always evil, and V might've had some good reptilians but they were always outnumbered.
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."
Oddly, I kind of miss August 2010 because freshman orientation at my college was an exciting adventure through Atlanta.
Having friends in meatspace, an online community to hang out in, and fun new video games outweighs it, though.
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."
^^^Well, that's kind of a shame. Though admittedly, a lot of this whole thing is sort of a matter of opinion. Different people like different creatures for different reasons, of course.
i wish to come up with a song lyric for this signature, but no song lyrics are coming to mind
This support forum is for good reptilians to come together in love and understanding of who they are. This is not about DNA, it is about the heart. Right now there is too much biased propaganda out there that paints all reptilians as malevolent and evi. All people welcome!
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
"I wonder what Twilight would be like when she's off her meds. Would she turn into a complete bitch like I do?"
We've seen her completely loose her shit over a deadline. I'd imagine her being off her meds would look something like that, assuming some pony was smart enough to PUT her on meds after she almost destroyed all of ponyville.
"You think she takes meds?"
It might explain why she seems more laid back in the later part of season 2.
Especially in "Sweet in Elite" when she hears Rarity isn't going to make it to her Birthday party "Fuck it, we're going to Canterlot, I'll just tell the Princess and it'll be cool". Plus the whole dancing thing.
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."
I can hardly believe I'm just about to get 8 out of 15 weeks of school done already. It feels weirdly like I've done a lot and not very much at the same time.
(Excuse my crappy band aid job; FaceGoo is one of those stupid apps.)
So I want to keep my friendship with Roberto on Facebook, but dear Gawd, his constant messaging has been happening for months now and I'm getting sick of it.
I don't want to hurt his feelings though, he's the type that wouldn't really take it well, and I feel like blocking him would be offensive. So now what?
If it's too sensitive to be told outright, you can probably just reduce the frequency of your replies to his messages to a level you're comfortable with.
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."
^^(gives a little bit of attention)
Most of this past month seems to be one of those times when random framework ideas for roleplaying and story characters pop into my head. Already I have yet another one. I'd like to keep a record of some of them somewhere, but at the same time, I'm scared that I might find them unsatisfactory later.
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."
And I think I should go to bed now. My immune system has declared a state of emergency because the weather is changing (argh), so I've gotten tired a little bit early. See you tomorrow.
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大學的年同性戀毛皮
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hello Viani.
WAKE UP PEOPLE
It is only We The Enlightened who can refuse Their spoonfeeding and recognize ugly page layouts for their good Chakra
what is this i don't even
i get so angry sometimes i just punch plankton --Klinotaxis
HAIL XENU
I mean um....
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
(Excuse my crappy band aid job; FaceGoo is one of those stupid apps.)
So I want to keep my friendship with Roberto on Facebook, but dear Gawd, his constant messaging has been happening for months now and I'm getting sick of it.
I don't want to hurt his feelings though, he's the type that wouldn't really take it well, and I feel like blocking him would be offensive. So now what?
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bitches and horse
In other news, I am trying to build a Horus' Decree deck in YuGiOh
COMPLEX PROCESS
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
I'm not quite sure what's gone borked in my head, but it's quite unpleasant.
And not enough of it focuses on Applejack.
i might as well watch ponies if everyone else is
not right now, of course, though
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Megabytes per-second must be in the BILLIONS!
^ ^ AWESOME!
Viani, I can't offer an explanation, but I understand that feeling, and I'm sorry.
Vianiiii, calm down.
It is deeply unsettling when people start talking this way. :{
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