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Revenge is best served cold, like ice cream on a hot summer day, refreshing and relieving. However, if served hot, it’s like chewing up a fist full of ghost peppers and orally force feeding them to the one you want revenge on.

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You know what? Screw it. I already went ahead and shot the cannon story line using a rifle loaded with scatter shot. I’m now going to contently pick through the remaining pieces and do what I wish with it.

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A group of tall, skinny gay men, who smoke: is known as A Faggot.

A single tall, skinny gay man, who smokes: is know as a Fag.

This is a gay joke: from a queer person. I mean it loving.

I thought others might find it funny, as well.

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Oh shit. I’m dying. LMAO

Had something ridiculous pop up in my head.

“I’m afab and I’m gonna be amad.”

Queer bishies know what afab is. Assigned female at birth. But guess what. My brain supplied Assigned Male at Death for the amad. I’m still trying to figure out why. But thought it was goofy especially if a transman said it.

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“Americans are batshit, but please, dear god, don’t fuck with the Canadians,” ~ Me during a discussion with my older bother about wars.

He whole heartedly agrees.

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Ah yes, The Chaos of asking me how I’m doing by my Big Bro. I had way too much fun when I replied to him.

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My Favorite Threat/Insult:

Choke on my oversized, fruity, pink, silicon, caulk.

*pretend this is a drawing of me holding up a large caulking gun in dark pink with custom caulking set up in it decorated in a hot pink label with various fruits on it.*

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With a single misclick and a forgotten letter Necromancy becomes Nekomancy. You just went from raising and controlling the dead to summoning and controlling cats.

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A personal life motto: Don’t be a pussy, dress like you’re gonna get isekai’d.

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Well I just had an intriguing thought.

Fuck all of you with your gaming speed laptop brains.

My brain is a original windows XP type computer only it’s running windows 8 on 5G internet. I’ve got the internet capacity and intelligence to run what I need to but I don’t have the right update nor the RAM to do more the buffer for a sold 30 minutes as I try to actually understand what was asked of me. It’s worse early in the morning and at about 6-11 ay night. After that I have a hard time shutting down all my applications and struggle to turn off.

When will my damn update be ready???

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You even just wonder why your vision is blacking out, until you remember you have adhd and autism, haven’t eaten anything but about a dozen peanut butter Oreos soaked in milk and a thing of last nights left overs, and only sleep for at most 5 hours at night with 2 hours at minimum, and have been reading fanfiction pretty much ever since you woke up.