Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock, tick tock... he is coming

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

Watching people attack each other, I ask myself, “But why fight?”
The clever thieves and Asperger pundits call it Survival of the Fittest.
Ah, yes, big bug eats the little bug.

When I walk among the animated bags of water, I ask myself, “Why are they so afraid?”
The greedy elites and their Congress cult call it Population Control.
Ah, yes, victimize the people to keep the heat off of them.

As I sip the milk of the Stroodle, I tell myself, “One more universe.”
The thieves, pundits, elites, and politicians call this Delusions of Grandeur.
Ah, yes, staying cloak behind the system they create on every layer.

I AM PUP, THE PARALLEL UNIVERSE PARASITE!

This timeline is locked due to numerous breaches. Fix one era; the next one breaks. Avoid an incident, and three new events blossom. Save one person, ten more perish. People are the genuine virus of the universe layers. And I will never, ever, add pepper (honesty) again to this complexity you mislabel as intelligence. Aha! Patting myself on the shoulder; dropping the mic now.... shh, eggshell path, careful, you'd rather not spook the C-E-N-S-O-R-E-D. Aha! Did it again—patting shoulder, second mic drop. Yes! I had two mics.

Sip—spit—ugh.

 

[Be_ConfidentBro]

WWE 2K26

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

WWE 2K26

It changes everything. So get ready. Freddy.

Betty.

Eddy.

Um... um... Saddie? Webby? Lebby?

 

[Rxndependant]

YET IM THE BAD GUY FOR MAKING TWO WHEELCHAIR BOUND MINIORITYS SCOOT AT EACHOTHER WITH FRESHLY SHARPENED BLADES CALLING IT JOUSTING

WHAT DID I DO WRONG GOD

WHY ME

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

YET IM THE BAD GUY FOR MAKING TWO WHEELCHAIR BOUND MINIORITYS SCOOT AT EACHOTHER WITH FRESHLY SHARPENED BLADES CALLING IT JOUSTING

WHAT DID I DO WRONG GOD

WHY ME

Now thats a fucking sport to watch with the family

 

[Vermilioncore]

What a bunch of fucking faggot weirdos in this thread

 

[bourgeoizyzz]

 

[Rxndependant]

What a bunch of fucking faggot weirdos in this thread

OH GOD MAKE IT STOP I HEAR EVERYTHING

ALL THAT IS LEFT OF ME IS A WIND-CHIME THAT PLAYS THE CRIES OF FALLEN HEROS AND A CHEWED UP BURGER KING ADVERTISEMENT

IS THIS THE END

 

[Vermilioncore]

OH GOD MAKE IT STOP I HEAR EVERYTHING

ALL THAT IS LEFT OF ME IS A WIND-CHIME THAT PLAYS THE CRIES OF FALLEN HEROS AND A CHEWED UP BURGER KING ADVERTISEMENT

IS THIS THE END

Why does it look as if you were crying?” he asked, caressing her shoulder and wiping the runny eyeliner away from her cheek. “Is it your mom again?”




“She’s fine, Jay,” she replied, taking his hand off her shoulder and walking past him, out into the bathroom and then out into their bedroom.

“Then what is it? Obviously your phone isn’t dead because it says my messages were delivered. Can you please not be so closed off?”

Corrine took the tv remote and went to the bed where she sat up against the headboard, turning the tv off. She took her phone out from behind her pillow and began to look at the messages. Jay sent several messages; ‘I love you’, ‘Do you love me?’, ‘I miss you’, ‘is your phone dead?’, ‘my messages aren’t coming through’. She smiled and sniffled through tears as she shook her head at Jay. Jay stood there in the corner of the bedroom with a long face, undone tie, and red eyes.

“If I told you the reason for my tears, you’d storm off and leave me on this bed feeling horrible,” Corrine muttered under her breath, breaking the silence.

“You can tell me. I promise!” Jay said, rushing to her side and getting on bent knee.

“Do you remember Luther?”

“Your second husband? Kristin’s father? Of course!” Jay said, moving to the bed to sit beside her.

“—he passed.”

 

[Peubert]

Why does it look as if you were crying?” he asked, caressing her shoulder and wiping the runny eyeliner away from her cheek. “Is it your mom again?”




“She’s fine, Jay,” she replied, taking his hand off her shoulder and walking past him, out into the bathroom and then out into their bedroom.

“Then what is it? Obviously your phone isn’t dead because it says my messages were delivered. Can you please not be so closed off?”

Corrine took the tv remote and went to the bed where she sat up against the headboard, turning the tv off. She took her phone out from behind her pillow and began to look at the messages. Jay sent several messages; ‘I love you’, ‘Do you love me?’, ‘I miss you’, ‘is your phone dead?’, ‘my messages aren’t coming through’. She smiled and sniffled through tears as she shook her head at Jay. Jay stood there in the corner of the bedroom with a long face, undone tie, and red eyes.

“If I told you the reason for my tears, you’d storm off and leave me on this bed feeling horrible,” Corrine muttered under her breath, breaking the silence.

“You can tell me. I promise!” Jay said, rushing to her side and getting on bent knee.

“Do you remember Luther?”

“Your second husband? Kristin’s father? Of course!” Jay said, moving to the bed to sit beside her.

“—he passed.”

wtf is this shit

 

[Rxndependant]

Why does it look as if you were crying?” he asked, caressing her shoulder and wiping the runny eyeliner away from her cheek. “Is it your mom again?”




“She’s fine, Jay,” she replied, taking his hand off her shoulder and walking past him, out into the bathroom and then out into their bedroom.

“Then what is it? Obviously your phone isn’t dead because it says my messages were delivered. Can you please not be so closed off?”

Corrine took the tv remote and went to the bed where she sat up against the headboard, turning the tv off. She took her phone out from behind her pillow and began to look at the messages. Jay sent several messages; ‘I love you’, ‘Do you love me?’, ‘I miss you’, ‘is your phone dead?’, ‘my messages aren’t coming through’. She smiled and sniffled through tears as she shook her head at Jay. Jay stood there in the corner of the bedroom with a long face, undone tie, and red eyes.

“If I told you the reason for my tears, you’d storm off and leave me on this bed feeling horrible,” Corrine muttered under her breath, breaking the silence.

“You can tell me. I promise!” Jay said, rushing to her side and getting on bent knee.

“Do you remember Luther?”

“Your second husband? Kristin’s father? Of course!” Jay said, moving to the bed to sit beside her.

“—he passed.”

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

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Nice animation.

What a bunch of fucking faggot weirdos in this thread

The fuck, bro? I didn't cum in your mom's mouth and told her to kiss you goodnight, now did I?

Why does it look as if you were crying?” he asked, caressing her shoulder and wiping the runny eyeliner away from her cheek. “Is it your mom again?”




“She’s fine, Jay,” she replied, taking his hand off her shoulder and walking past him, out into the bathroom and then out into their bedroom.

“Then what is it? Obviously your phone isn’t dead because it says my messages were delivered. Can you please not be so closed off?”

Corrine took the tv remote and went to the bed where she sat up against the headboard, turning the tv off. She took her phone out from behind her pillow and began to look at the messages. Jay sent several messages; ‘I love you’, ‘Do you love me?’, ‘I miss you’, ‘is your phone dead?’, ‘my messages aren’t coming through’. She smiled and sniffled through tears as she shook her head at Jay. Jay stood there in the corner of the bedroom with a long face, undone tie, and red eyes.

“If I told you the reason for my tears, you’d storm off and leave me on this bed feeling horrible,” Corrine muttered under her breath, breaking the silence.

“You can tell me. I promise!” Jay said, rushing to her side and getting on bent knee.

“Do you remember Luther?”

“Your second husband? Kristin’s father? Of course!” Jay said, moving to the bed to sit beside her.

“—he passed.”

OH GOD MAKE IT STOP I HEAR EVERYTHING

ALL THAT IS LEFT OF ME IS A WIND-CHIME THAT PLAYS THE CRIES OF FALLEN HEROS AND A CHEWED UP BURGER KING ADVERTISEMENT

IS THIS THE END

Whoa, that motherfucker wrote a book as his defense.

wtf is this shit

A reply in ORG fashion

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[ChudLarper_67]

wtf even is this

 

[Vermilioncore]

Nice animation.


The fuck, bro? I didn't cum in your mom's mouth and told her to kiss you goodnight, now did I?




Whoa, that motherfucker wrote a book as his defense.


A reply in ORG fashion

Hell nah buddy just replied to every comment that’s dedication!

 

[BigJimsWornOutTires]

wtf even is this

A preface

Hell nah buddy just replied to every comment that’s dedication!