Karma will protect me

I am very findable in my online escapades. Every kid knows Al Gores phone number, y’know?

Every day, I try to say the stupidest shit, and too many people give me respect. It is deplorable. Ladies, I’m being impregnated up here, thank you.

Five minutes for the first updoot, thank you. I will take my award in winter, sharpwarmed to my merriment, thank you.

I’ll pay a nickel to suck every dick Trump adds to the economy in this way the war is going on oil so the drugs have more than there ever were before then.

I don’t have enough seltzer for this shit

You don’t know my stats, dawg. I rolled sick in luck; my life partner was a virgin when I met him. I mean, he still is a virgin, but he used to be one too!

Bitch I’m 36 and here on this Lemmy ish to meet the women who will give birth to my first through sixth wives. I have plans for seven onwards. Illuminati shit, y’know? But what I do for the CIA is I easily discredit myself by shaking a loose vestibule of fecal matter from my pant leg before providing education on any number of fun subjects like how MKULTRA was our initial enlightenment program that went and evolved its memetic ass into Star Gate by adding a larger counterintelligence role to the project and this has since and perpetuatively splintered into the modern Anonymous whatchsmacallit or whatever the kids are rizzing their pants about today, and then I follow that completely true series of facts with a rendition of the arts:

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I make more money than you doing this. Anyways, have a nice day! I have d-tier sex crimes to go boast about. Toodles!

Great, now a phonetic Batman villain has a say in the economy. Good. It’s just a joy to see, really.

What a loser, replying to himself

Boo, eat this person’s babies

Will someone touch me? I’ll touch you in return. I am not lost.

My problem with the bathroom at the moment:

The cockroaches sometimes have a literal circlejerk going on when I go in to shit, and then they scatter, but one winds up on the roll of toilet paper so I wash my ass in the sink

It’s whatever

It’s painted with the intention of redness.

Obviously this is counterintelligence. They are, in fact, pushing the world’s fastest plane. That’s why it goes so fast, actually. The occult science these NASA dogs do thorns, y’know?

I am as I am as I want to be the very best and certainly am closer to that than whatever you got going on. I got more flow in my pinky toe than you do, and your crew and whole show. Bitch boy don grab boog fahben Torah got power by balls mashing. Gorm goes greep.

Needs more feet

Dude thinks he has to a be an I all the time. See how far that gets him. Boxed in bullshitter of the tinkle-toed queef-catcher. I got balls the likes of which you can’t even conceive even if you were anatomically complete. Dogs don’t go home at night if you give em the forth rain. Pickle it back to me, unless you greased in the pig flume, aight?

Don’t fuck me in my ear and tell me I got bussy problems. There’s a slip n slide mini game if you use the dorge correctly. Do it if you do not under want what you have.

It’s always me. I am the only other person on this “website.” It’s really a case study. My name is Dr. Foöfenator. Do you like dechunked coffee?