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ZenujacaDoomerka +97
Czemu ludzie uważają, że mając 30 lat powinno ich wszystko boleć, nie mieć siły i w ogóle, że są starzy? Przecież większość ludzi mając 30 lat dopiero życie zaczyna można powiedzieć bo są po studiach i zazwyczaj w tym wieku dopiero ma się jakieś normalne życie zawodowe.
Nie znałam żadnej osoby po 30 która by się jakoś różniła mocno od 25 latka. Może po prostu tych narzekających tak to narzekanie postarza
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Nie znałam żadnej osoby po 30 która by się jakoś różniła mocno od 25 latka. Może po prostu tych narzekających tak to narzekanie postarza
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Szarmancki-Los +42
Też uważacie że hiszpański brzmi zajebiscie? Jak spotkam gdzieś jakąś Latynoskę i tą zacznie nawijać po hiszpańsku to mi od razu miękną nogi i aż czuję jak mój rozwijany latami sigma grindset opuszcza moje ciało. Taka typiara mogła by sobie owinąć mnie wokół palca a ja bym się pewnie zachowywał jak simp bez godności.
An egg-man reaches for another handful of sugar. He swallows it eagerly and coughs out a mouthful of universes on the lens in his hand. His head-radiance becomes a star. His fellow inhabitant of the Possession He Possesses sings a song about physical love and delights of female forms and his prong, which manifests as glass-quake - and the Possessor of His Possession starts a speech addressing the Void way beyond the mortals that inhabited the transparent desert.
They could hear his voice, but they were unable to understand it - it carried a message of rope-ties that were meant to be illuminated in red-blue light. The feces-coated star was only bluish-white. Mortals listened, but couldn't comprehend; the void never heeded the words and laughed the egg-man in his face. Thousands viewed it; none lasted to the end.
Ending the manifesto, the message to the void ceased to be sent - and the star on the forehead died. Mortals never noticed it. They met their death with silence and indifference.
Xenophobic tissue burned the civilization with elusive fire-water, which quickly evaporated. No ark was spotted on the glass landscape afterwards. There was only the Void.
Heed the voice of KONSUHMEX:
SHAHN OVUH NEHPAN-SUTBO
KOKH-AHN IMOI
OHSATS IHNAH-SUBO IPOL ETET SNEIA
POSUBE NEDSESE-NEDULU GOMUNIE
TOSOMO IESIKI
SUONOBA TEMAGIA
Ten Signs of Impending Doom:
1. Abstinence
2. Negligence
3. Sugar
4. Egotism
5. Recidivism
6. Narcotics
7. Insolence
8. Thirst
9. Routing
10. Omnipotence
Two keys out of six hundred and sixty six were laid on the shell of the egg - one in IRSLM and another in BLSTK. The revealed endings of the world are PONTUPILTU and SULABEKU. Six hundred and sixty six reincarnations of JESXRIT are to be reborn and sentenced to unjust death by wicked and deprived youth from foreign land until the unseen flip-paper with twelve-thirty numbers speaks the cursed number:
one million three hundred forty six thousand six hundred fifty two and seventeen.
The foreign lands are SPQR and BSKBL.
One of those numbers is the sum of the Dragon's Equation that speaks of descending guests delivering saucers to the shell of the egg. The other marks a wasteland of human-honey: the Possession of its Possessor, the egg-man.
The beginning of the words is ODENDOBRY.
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