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TheBlackpilledOne
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Can we talk about the fact that absolutely no one noticed @Poisonpunk3 is the Indian cousin of Allah?
ETYMOLOGY OF "POISON": Middle English *puisun*, from Old French. —> France, an Islamic country.
ETYMOLOGY OF "PUNK": In the late 1500s, the word *punk* referred to a prostitute.
Now, how do we say “French Islamic Prostitute” in Sanskrit? **फ्रांसीसी इस्लामिक वेश्या** (Frānsīsī Islāmika Veśyā).
This, my friends, is where the great mystery begins.
As we trace the roots of “Poisonpunk3,” we discover a deep, cosmic connection between the very essence of this username and ancient powers that stretch far beyond the mortal realm. Poisonpunk3 isn’t just some online entity or meme lord—he is the Indian cousin of Allah. You think it’s a coincidence that the word “Poison” stems from French, a country with a rich Islamic history? Absolutely not.
In a time before time, Allah had a cousin, born in the hidden valleys of the Indian subcontinent, a place so rich in spice, stinky waters, and manlets that only those truly worthy could access it. His cousin, who would come to be known as Poisonpunk3, was tasked with a singular mission: to spread the sacred knowledge of rape, curry, and karma through the digital ether.
But why is he selling spices in Mumbai? Let me break it down for you. It’s not just a coincidence. Spices are not merely culinary delights; they are the essence of life itself. Think about it: cardamom, turmeric, cumin—each one a link in a sacred chain that binds the cosmos together. Poisonpunk3, knowing the immense power of these spices, began selling them in Mumbai to prepare humanity for the great awakening. For, it is only by consuming these sacred spices that one can unlock the true meaning of life.
Why Mumbai? Why not Delhi, or Bangalore? It’s simple. Mumbai, the city of dreams, where Bollywood and the divine intertwine, is the perfect place for this divine cousin to reveal himself. From the bustling streets, where auto-rickshaws race against time itself, to the alleys where the smells of chai and incense fill the air, Mumbai is a city that has long been connected to the unseen forces of the universe. It was here, in this vibrant chaos, that Poisonpunk3 chose to set up his spice shop—a spiritual storefront where the masses would unknowingly come to awaken.
So the next time you wander through the streets of Mumbai, take a moment to reflect. You might just pass by a small spice stall, its shelves stacked high with turmeric, cumin, and cardamom. And behind the counter? Poisonpunk3, the Indian cousin of Allah, ready to sell you the secret to the universe in the form of a masala mix.
Wake up, people. The signs are everywhere.
ETYMOLOGY OF "POISON": Middle English *puisun*, from Old French. —> France, an Islamic country.
ETYMOLOGY OF "PUNK": In the late 1500s, the word *punk* referred to a prostitute.
Now, how do we say “French Islamic Prostitute” in Sanskrit? **फ्रांसीसी इस्लामिक वेश्या** (Frānsīsī Islāmika Veśyā).
This, my friends, is where the great mystery begins.
As we trace the roots of “Poisonpunk3,” we discover a deep, cosmic connection between the very essence of this username and ancient powers that stretch far beyond the mortal realm. Poisonpunk3 isn’t just some online entity or meme lord—he is the Indian cousin of Allah. You think it’s a coincidence that the word “Poison” stems from French, a country with a rich Islamic history? Absolutely not.
In a time before time, Allah had a cousin, born in the hidden valleys of the Indian subcontinent, a place so rich in spice, stinky waters, and manlets that only those truly worthy could access it. His cousin, who would come to be known as Poisonpunk3, was tasked with a singular mission: to spread the sacred knowledge of rape, curry, and karma through the digital ether.
But why is he selling spices in Mumbai? Let me break it down for you. It’s not just a coincidence. Spices are not merely culinary delights; they are the essence of life itself. Think about it: cardamom, turmeric, cumin—each one a link in a sacred chain that binds the cosmos together. Poisonpunk3, knowing the immense power of these spices, began selling them in Mumbai to prepare humanity for the great awakening. For, it is only by consuming these sacred spices that one can unlock the true meaning of life.
Why Mumbai? Why not Delhi, or Bangalore? It’s simple. Mumbai, the city of dreams, where Bollywood and the divine intertwine, is the perfect place for this divine cousin to reveal himself. From the bustling streets, where auto-rickshaws race against time itself, to the alleys where the smells of chai and incense fill the air, Mumbai is a city that has long been connected to the unseen forces of the universe. It was here, in this vibrant chaos, that Poisonpunk3 chose to set up his spice shop—a spiritual storefront where the masses would unknowingly come to awaken.
So the next time you wander through the streets of Mumbai, take a moment to reflect. You might just pass by a small spice stall, its shelves stacked high with turmeric, cumin, and cardamom. And behind the counter? Poisonpunk3, the Indian cousin of Allah, ready to sell you the secret to the universe in the form of a masala mix.
Wake up, people. The signs are everywhere.
