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okokok, fucking fake badmin has yet to give us some fucking answers.
- where the fuck is the explanation on why your fake ass mod alt "longo" is losing their even shittier moderator status?
- why is your fuckass fake tulsan gf on the discord server now the OWNER of that server and gatekeep-moderating even harder than chinese government figures
- if you don't give my 50 alts admin or moderator on your fucking deserted forum the ides of march will be crawling up, down, and all over your fat fucking white asshole.
Longo had a terrible accident. A couple of days ago I made a vow to make a thread about it, but I have since forgotten, because my memory is no greater than that of an ant, and my attention span no greater than that of a rich white girl's Pomeranian. He was found dead atop his bed sheets, for he does not sleep under his bed sheets, with a pillow-like indent on his face and a pink carnation on his chest. To put it in layman's terms, he's an angle now.
I don't know how Michael Moriarty could have died. It looked like he was doing better after the stroke, but maybe it was all smoke and feathers. Yes, feathers, like the kind you might find in a pillow. Oh, my sweet pillow, how I miss you.
Ode to Pillow
My soft love, you cushion my lust for you, o' pillow. I can hear you tumbling in the dryer. The agony, the sour thoughts winding in your pillow-brain, they drive me towards the edge of my mattress just as they do you. I miss you, o' pillow, and may you shower me in your grace soon. May your ever-lasting comfort enrich my arch, poise my posture, come forth to me soon.
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I don't know how Michael Moriarty could have died. It looked like he was doing better after the stroke, but maybe it was all smoke and feathers. Yes, feathers, like the kind you might find in a pillow. Oh, my sweet pillow, how I miss you.
Yes, Mike, that's right. It's time to get me out of the dryer now. Mike, you're my little bitch and I'm your pillow master. Pick the bed bugs off me and eat them. That's right, you dirty little sleep slut. I may be your pillow, but you're mine.
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