are eye pee (TITS ASS PENISES)

[keagan]

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\;EARLY MORNIING I WAS WATCHING----

GbX4vpbQoAo

AND WAS DRINKING ICED TEA THAT I HAD JUST MADE.

ALL OF THE SUDDEN HE SAID "OH WAIT, SOMEONE IS CUMMING".

AND I COUGHED AND SPLIT ICED T3A ON MY TRACKPAD.

I FRANTICALLY RIPPED OFF MY TURTLE NECK AND WHIPPED IT UP. I USED THE SHIRT ON MY BACK BECAUSE THERE WASN'T ANYTHING FABRIC RELATED AROUND ME AND I HAD TO GET THE ICED TEA OFF OF MY LAPTOP

LISTEN

THEN I WAS LIKE "OH SHIT" AND I WAS STANDING UP.

BECAUSE MY CURSOR WASN'T FUCKING MOVING.

I SHUT DOWN MY COMPUTER

AND SAID "FUCK, SHIT\\\\"

THEN WHEN I GOT TO THE LOGIN SCREEN, I MOVED MY FINGER OVER THE TRACKPAD. I FUCKING SAID "WORK DAMMIT".

AND IT DIDN'T FUCKING WORK.

THEN I GOT OUT A MOUSE. AND THE END OF THE USB CHORD WAS LIKE BENT. SO I HAD TO GET MY FUCKING FORK OUT AND BEND THE FUCKER BACK.

THEN I THOUGHT THAT I HAD MORE SERIOUS DAMAGE THAN JUST THE TRACKPAD SO THEN I THOUGHT I SHOULD OPEN UP MY FUCKING COMPUTER.

I SHUT DOWN MY COMPUTER AND THEN I OPENED IT UP.

I STARTED WITH THE BATTERY, THEN I TOOK OFF THE RAM DOOR THEN I REMOVED 20 SOMETHING SCREWS AND I TRIED TAKING OFF THE TOP CASE BUT IT WOULD ONLY COME OFF HALF WAY. SO THEN I WAS LIKE "OH WHAT AM I DOING? I DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM DOING"

THEN I TRIED PUSHING IT BACK ON BECAUSE I DID'NT KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING. BUT IT WOULD'NT GO ON, NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRIED.

I MUST OF SPENT AN HOUR JUST SITTING THERE TRING TO FUCKING FORCE IT ON.

I FELT LIKE A DOCTOR IN THE MIDDLE OF A BREST AUGMENTATION THAT JUST DECIDED TO A HAVE A PANIC ATTACK.

IT WAS A SCARY SIGHT

THEN I BROKE THROUGH ANOTHER DIMENTION.

I SAW STARS

I SAW ALL MY FRIENDS

I SAW JACQUES DERRIDA

I SAW A MILLION MIRRORS

AND I SAW A MILLION ME'S

BECAUSE I SAW A MILLION MIRRORS

THEN JACK DE JOHNETTE CAME OUT OF MY COMPUTER.

HE PUT MY COMPUTER BACK TOGETHER.

THANK YOU JACK DE JOHNETTE

HOWEVER, HE DID NOT FIX MY FUCKING TRACK PAD. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE.

NOW I HAVE TO USE A MOUSE ON TOP OF A INTERCOM RECORD SLEEVE BECAUSE IT'S BLACK AND MY FUCKING TABLE IS GREY AND THE MOUSE DOESN'T TRACK ON GREY. ALSO ALL OF MY USB PORTS ARE GONE.

I ACCOMPLISHED NOTHING

ALL BECAUSE OF THIS

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THE WORST RENDITION OF THE ARISTOCRATS I'VE EVER HEARD.

:eek::confused::confused:RIP.:(:eek:

[JackPhotography]

you are a crazy ass motherfucker.

i want wut u be smokin wigga

[Sayword]

[pardon this]

MUSlCAL INTERRUPTION

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[ExileOnMainSt]

never really met anyone on the internet who scares me like you do keagen

i wouldnt be surprised if you had a half eaten body chained to the water heater in your basement

"What became of your lamb, Clarice?"

[JackPhotography]

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[Sayword]

CkgfXv9WTwE

[Hella Hyphy]

lllll

\;EARLY MORNIING I WAS WATCHING----

GbX4vpbQoAo

AND WAS DRINKING ICED TEA THAT I HAD JUST MADE.

ALL OF THE SUDDEN HE SAID "OH WAIT, SOMEONE IS CUMMING".

AND I COUGHED AND SPLIT ICED T3A ON MY TRACKPAD.

I FRANTICALLY RIPPED OFF MY TURTLE NECK AND WHIPPED IT UP. I USED THE SHIRT ON MY BACK BECAUSE THERE WASN'T ANYTHING FABRIC RELATED AROUND ME AND I HAD TO GET THE ICED TEA OFF OF MY LAPTOP

LISTEN

THEN I WAS LIKE "OH SHIT" AND I WAS STANDING UP.

BECAUSE MY CURSOR WASN'T FUCKING MOVING.

I SHUT DOWN MY COMPUTER

AND SAID "FUCK, SHIT\\\\"

THEN WHEN I GOT TO THE LOGIN SCREEN, I MOVED MY FINGER OVER THE TRACKPAD. I FUCKING SAID "WORK DAMMIT".

AND IT DIDN'T FUCKING WORK.

THEN I GOT OUT A MOUSE. AND THE END OF THE USB CHORD WAS LIKE BENT. SO I HAD TO GET MY FUCKING FORK OUT AND BEND THE FUCKER BACK.

THEN I THOUGHT THAT I HAD MORE SERIOUS DAMAGE THAN JUST THE TRACKPAD SO THEN I THOUGHT I SHOULD OPEN UP MY FUCKING COMPUTER.

I SHUT DOWN MY COMPUTER AND THEN I OPENED IT UP.

I STARTED WITH THE BATTERY, THEN I TOOK OFF THE RAM DOOR THEN I REMOVED 20 SOMETHING SCREWS AND I TRIED TAKING OFF THE TOP CASE BUT IT WOULD ONLY COME OFF HALF WAY. SO THEN I WAS LIKE "OH WHAT AM I DOING? I DON'T KNOW WHAT I AM DOING"

THEN I TRIED PUSHING IT BACK ON BECAUSE I DID'NT KNOW WHAT I WAS DOING. BUT IT WOULD'NT GO ON, NO MATTER HOW HARD I TRIED.

I MUST OF SPENT AN HOUR JUST SITTING THERE TRING TO FUCKING FORCE IT ON.

I FELT LIKE A DOCTOR IN THE MIDDLE OF A BREST AUGMENTATION THAT JUST DECIDED TO A HAVE A PANIC ATTACK.

IT WAS A SCARY SIGHT

THEN I BROKE THROUGH ANOTHER DIMENTION.

I SAW STARS

I SAW ALL MY FRIENDS

I SAW JACQUES DERRIDA

I SAW A MILLION MIRRORS

AND I SAW A MILLION ME'S

BECAUSE I SAW A MILLION MIRRORS

THEN JACK DE JOHNETTE CAME OUT OF MY COMPUTER.

HE PUT MY COMPUTER BACK TOGETHER.

THANK YOU JACK DE JOHNETTE

HOWEVER, HE DID NOT FIX MY FUCKING TRACK PAD. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE. WHICH WAS THE OBJECTIVE.

NOW I HAVE TO USE A MOUSE ON TOP OF A INTERCOM RECORD SLEEVE BECAUSE IT'S BLACK AND MY FUCKING TABLE IS GREY AND THE MOUSE DOESN'T TRACK ON GREY. ALSO ALL OF MY USB PORTS ARE GONE.

I ACCOMPLISHED NOTHING

ALL BECAUSE OF THIS

GbX4vpbQoAo

THE WORST RENDITION OF THE ARISTOCRATS I'VE EVER HEARD.

:eek::confused::confused:RIP.:(:eek:

A turtleneck? i don't really like turtlenecks.