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Malcolm “in the middle” [x]

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tl;dr

I knew it was coming, we all knew it was on the horizon for maybe another 10 or so odd years down the line, you would have another sage, another rage eating segment, more jokes both intentional AND not intentional.

Not today.

Not at the age of 34.

This one fucking hurts man, like losing a real friend. You somehow, over the course of a decade, managed to weave your own universe that SO MANY FUCKING PEOPLE of all walks and lifestyles were allowed and lured into your lair(s).

It doesn't even feel real to cry over someone you've never met and so many have been bummed out and sad and cried and shared memories in the span of 24 hours. While of course there were those select internet trolls that slipped through the cracks, you had a lot of people rooting for you to get better.

Dammit.

There are far too many people running around hurting and killing others and you're the one that biffs it. 8/22 will be remembered, eventually celebrating your death day when we all grieve and get through this together.

I can't believe we're never gonna see him again. What are we supposed to do now. All the content, there is SO much out there, TikTok compilations that you didn't even make! hundreds of thousands of views.

TWU.

You can't make this up. You can't write this stuff up. No one else on the fucking planet could come close to some of the offhanded shit you'd just toss out into the universe, you're vocabulary has mixed in with ours. We wanted the best for you, king.

This is tough.

While you have no clue the community you built among men, women, international for fucks sake is wild. The internet will truly never be the same, toobs.

One of a fucking kind.

We all knew one day you'd kick the bucket but not today. I can't even watch the video your dad put up. It's too painful. And I don't even know you but I know you.

While boneheads and chucklefucks act and put on airs on the internet, you were special in the way that you didn't give a fuck. About anything! You were honest, sometimes vulnerable, you sang (terribly! and certainly not like John Lennon) loudly and out of tune, you had your love of Ozzy, had them tatted on your knuckles, ate like shit, made dank food hacks and drink combos, flying by the seat of your pants, conjuring magic and chi balls. Shon. SHON! wtf is he gonna do now? where will he go? You didn't sugarcoat anything or made yourself seem like anything other than you was refreshing.

You can't just tell anyone that you watch King Cobra JFS like you're placing a milkshake order and the teller understands. We've watched you for years, you've given us a lifetime of content, phrases that make absolutely no sense, laughs, belly laughs, out of breath laughs, laughs that if I don't get up this instant, I'm gonna piss my pants!

Without knowing, if some of us were having a bad day, pop on Cobes (COBEES), get a chuckle. Things are going good, let's watch the boy. Put on a random vid as background noise, you were always there. The chairs, the wands, the shirts... damn.

Now it's too soon, too much.

This is final.

It's dark.

I'm so fucking sad right now, even reminiscing sounds strange because this happened so soon, within 48 hours. I knew the instant you posted that video to FB that something was VERY wrong. I can't even look at it knowing that's the final video. It's permanent.

There will be no notification, no more lives, no giving it to the trolls, no more blocks, no more special chaotic good, chaotic good or chaotic neutral friends. No more saving cans for Darfleny to smelt to make his chainmail endeavors. No more Warload freeloading or kennel coughing around the trailer. No more RIP Homeboy Scotty.

Now you're the RIP.

No parent should ever find their child, no matter what age in that way. While he may not have been the greatest parent, he just lost his only son. It's up to your family, but I sure hope we find out what truly happened after your autopsy. Surreal to say that and type that.

If I think too much about it I'll cry again.

I'll be taking a break from watching anything Cobes related for awhile, I'll come back to it when I'm ready but for now, now that I know what comes, I just can't see that right now.

Well, you're up there with the best of 'em now, boy.

While under this severely unfortunate death, you brought the community together, closer in a way as we're all trying to process this loss. Trending #11 on Twitter. RIP's under Momma I'm Comin Home videos. You were a real one. I only wish you could've seen just how many people rooted for you, wished you well and wanted to see you succeed and have a longer life, obviously. There was still a lot for you to do and achieve but for now...

We'll be havin' a cold one, pourin' up, pourin' out for the GOAT.

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Female Troubles, Dir. John Waters.

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mom said it’s MY turn to lay gently in the cold dark earth

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i know this isn't the reguar theme of this blog but i need to share it somewhere because today someone called my local fire department because they found

a horse

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this specific genre of man gives me hope for my transition in a way I didn’t realize was possible as a fat person. they’re hot, stylish, cool, confident & kind. idc that they’re cis, they serve tboy swag in a way that heals my soul like a warm bowl of soup

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Trick 'R Treat (2007)

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Posting this for no reason

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Turn based sex. Take as long as you need to think of a strategy.

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it’s 2028. trump is dead. elon is dead. zuckerberg is dead bezos is dead they’re all dead

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it's got solitaire btw. if you even care

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Perfect deloafing 🐱🐱🐈‍⬛