darkSpyro

Certain songs make me want to puke. Not genres. I like all genres, but a few songs make me want to barf.

i never went to prom and i dont regret it like my mom says i would

I own a set of four recalled shrek 4 cups from mcdonalds

every time i think about judas i want to cry because i love him so much

Before I actually watched JoJo, from all the "It was me, Dio!" memes I saw, I thought Dio was going to be a funny man who disguised himself as different things to surprise the main characters throughout the series

Oh how wrong (and slightly disappointed) I was

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Before I actually watched JoJo, from all the "It was me, Dio!" memes I saw, I thought Dio was going to be a funny man who disguised himself as different things to surprise the main characters throughout the series

Oh how wrong (and slightly disappointed) I was

He doesn't do that????

0/10 ****tiest anime of the decade.

It's really easy to be a friend when all you do is agree with what another is doing and saying what they want to hear

I can't remember anyone's birthday for ****. I asked the same person three different times when their birthday was, and I still managed to forget it. I can't remember most of my relatives birthdays either. I need to invest in a notebook or something, so I can keep track of these things.

I feel like a terrible person.

Really unpopular opinion

I keep reading Alydol's name as Avdol

Quote: 84skylanderdude

I keep reading Alydol's name as Avdol

i read it as ayydoll

advil

I think I just spent more time trying to copy and flip something that I wanted a duplicate of than it would have to just redraw the same exact thing reversed.

I think I'm actually getting back into drawing again. Only took me like, 10 years lol.

And I'm actually improving, how bout dah?

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I keep reading Alydol's name as Avdol

i read it as ayydoll

i thought i was the only one
im too lazy to actually read people's names on this site so i just read fragments of their names and try to form a weird name out of that

When I was much younger, I used to absolutely hate sandals, both in real life and on fictional characters. In the past few years, I've started to like them a lot more, and I'm not quite sure why.

If I have a really good song stuck in my head, I might hum it and pretend I'm playing the piano bits

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If I have a really good song stuck in my head, I might hum it and pretend I'm playing the piano bits

I straight up sing instrumental songs.

I really want to try a short hairstyle, but I don't have the balls to go through with it.

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I really want to try a short hairstyle, but I don't have the balls to go through with it.

You don't have balls at all.

I mean, you're a woman.

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I really want to try a short hairstyle, but I don't have the balls to go through with it.

You don't have balls at all.

I mean, you're a woman.

Dammit, I was about to make that exact same joke! Why must u be one-upping me like dis!?

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I really want to try a short hairstyle, but I don't have the balls to go through with it.

You don't have balls at all.

I mean, you're a woman.

women can have balls tho

How DARE you both for making assumptions about the existence of my balls. They could be there nestled soundly, where they peacefully drift in light breezes. YOU DON'T KNOW. ಠ_ಠ

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How DARE you both for making assumptions about the existence of my balls. They could be there nestled soundly, where they peacefully drift in light breezes. YOU DON'T KNOW. ಠ_ಠ

pics or it didn't happen

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How DARE you both for making assumptions about the existence of my balls. They could be there nestled soundly, where they peacefully drift in light breezes. YOU DON'T KNOW. ಠ_ಠ

pics or it didn't happen

Alright. Describe how you would like me to photograph my balls, and then I will deliver. The position? The lighting? The camera angle? Should I go for elegant and classy, or moody and dark? What about props? I can do top hat or mustache.

Get a bunch of marbles...?

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I'm pretty hesitant to try to reach out and help people in need because of how often my advice has either been ignored or even refused.
I get it's not about feeling as if you accomplished anything and that it's about at least trying to help someone out of the kindness of your heart, but my kindness and patience has officially run out.

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I get really bitter over the fact that some of the people I really value/ have valued in the past have only seen me as a tool and a means to get what they want, be it out of me or someone else.

Why do I feel like I've never seen a post from you in years

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How DARE you both for making assumptions about the existence of my balls. They could be there nestled soundly, where they peacefully drift in light breezes. YOU DON'T KNOW. ಠ_ಠ

pics or it didn't happen

Alright. Describe how you would like me to photograph my balls, and then I will deliver. The position? The lighting? The camera angle? Should I go for elegant and classy, or moody and dark? What about props? I can do top hat or mustache.

Lighting needs to be natural

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pics or it didn't happen

Alright. Describe how you would like me to photograph my balls, and then I will deliver. The position? The lighting? The camera angle? Should I go for elegant and classy, or moody and dark? What about props? I can do top hat or mustache.

Lighting needs to be natural

Ask and you shall receive. Now I will admit the lighting isn't that great, but I tried my best. This is my first time, so please be gentle with critiques. I've also included a complimentary mustache free of charge.

l-lewd

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I really want to try a short hairstyle, but I don't have the balls to go through with it.

Do it. Girls with short hair are legit insanely hot.


Like seriously, pixie cuts are Godly.

Thanks to a school assignment, I have watched Madoka Magica 3 times in 2 days. I'm likely going to end up watching it again tomorrow too.

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How DARE you both for making assumptions about the existence of my balls. They could be there nestled soundly, where they peacefully drift in light breezes. YOU DON'T KNOW. ಠ_ಠ

They wouldn't drift unless you were frightening the public with indecency.

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How DARE you both for making assumptions about the existence of my balls. They could be there nestled soundly, where they peacefully drift in light breezes. YOU DON'T KNOW. ಠ_ಠ

They wouldn't drift unless you were frightening the public with indecency.

Technically, that would be correct, unless there was no one around to witness such a terrible crime. Living in a rural area indeed has its perks, and no one shall be frightened by what they can't see. The tree falling in the forest and whatnot.

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How DARE you both for making assumptions about the existence of my balls. They could be there nestled soundly, where they peacefully drift in light breezes. YOU DON'T KNOW. ಠ_ಠ

They wouldn't drift unless you were frightening the public with indecency.

Technically, that would be correct, unless there was no one around to witness such a terrible crime. Living in a rural area indeed has its perks, and no one shall be frightened by what they can't see. The tree falling in the forest and whatnot.

Reveal Spoiler

The entire imagery of this is hilarious, and I have put far too much thought into this scenario.

Except living in the rural country makes you a prime target for alien abduction, and they'll question why a human has both male and female organs.

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They wouldn't drift unless you were frightening the public with indecency.

Technically, that would be correct, unless there was no one around to witness such a terrible crime. Living in a rural area indeed has its perks, and no one shall be frightened by what they can't see. The tree falling in the forest and whatnot.

Reveal Spoiler

The entire imagery of this is hilarious, and I have put far too much thought into this scenario.

Except living in the rural country makes you a prime target for alien abduction, and they'll question why a human has both male and female organs.

Well damn, that is true. I forgot to take into consideration what the extraterrestrials might think of this debacle. They'll beam me up for sure for experimental probing if they find out. And also, as a firm believer in the existence of Sasquatch, I completely neglected to think how he may feel watching from the woods. I mean, he could have young Sasquatch children to protect, and that would be a terrible thing for them to have to see.

I read "dark52" in an English accent.

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Quote: Canidae

Technically, that would be correct, unless there was no one around to witness such a terrible crime. Living in a rural area indeed has its perks, and no one shall be frightened by what they can't see. The tree falling in the forest and whatnot.

Reveal Spoiler

The entire imagery of this is hilarious, and I have put far too much thought into this scenario.

Except living in the rural country makes you a prime target for alien abduction, and they'll question why a human has both male and female organs.

Well damn, that is true. I forgot to take into consideration what the extraterrestrials might think of this debacle. They'll beam me up for sure for experimental probing if they find out. And also, as a firm believer in the existence of Sasquatch, I completely neglected to think how he may feel watching from the woods. I mean, he could have young Sasquatch children to protect, and that would be a terrible thing for them to have to see.

Additionally there could be the ghosts of dead children who haunt the woods, and will instead themselves be haunted by the ungodly sight.

Think of the ghost children.

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Except living in the rural country makes you a prime target for alien abduction, and they'll question why a human has both male and female organs.

Well damn, that is true. I forgot to take into consideration what the extraterrestrials might think of this debacle. They'll beam me up for sure for experimental probing if they find out. And also, as a firm believer in the existence of Sasquatch, I completely neglected to think how he may feel watching from the woods. I mean, he could have young Sasquatch children to protect, and that would be a terrible thing for them to have to see.

Additionally there could be the ghosts of dead children who haunt the woods, and will instead themselves be haunted by the ungodly sight.

Think of the ghost children.

Everyone knows ghost children of forests become tree ghosts, you fool.

I've recently found this out thinking about dS, you're either a friend or enemy, their is no in-between, unless I don't know you.

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Except living in the rural country makes you a prime target for alien abduction, and they'll question why a human has both male and female organs.

Well damn, that is true. I forgot to take into consideration what the extraterrestrials might think of this debacle. They'll beam me up for sure for experimental probing if they find out. And also, as a firm believer in the existence of Sasquatch, I completely neglected to think how he may feel watching from the woods. I mean, he could have young Sasquatch children to protect, and that would be a terrible thing for them to have to see.

Additionally there could be the ghosts of dead children who haunt the woods, and will instead themselves be haunted by the ungodly sight.

Think of the ghost children.

Ghost children? It gets even deeper. Strange, that must be what those somber moans are outside of my house at night. I figured it was just the coyotes, but this is far more serious. I can only imagine that they must be restless from the unholy sight that I have bestowed upon them unknowingly, so they've commenced to yelping like a rafter of turkeys in rebellion. This has been a terrible revelation.

i honestly hate it when people repeat the same joke over and over again because i do it too

I got my nipples pierced the other day.

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Well damn, that is true. I forgot to take into consideration what the extraterrestrials might think of this debacle. They'll beam me up for sure for experimental probing if they find out. And also, as a firm believer in the existence of Sasquatch, I completely neglected to think how he may feel watching from the woods. I mean, he could have young Sasquatch children to protect, and that would be a terrible thing for them to have to see.

Additionally there could be the ghosts of dead children who haunt the woods, and will instead themselves be haunted by the ungodly sight.

Think of the ghost children.

Ghost children? It gets even deeper. Strange, that must be what those somber moans are outside of my house at night. I figured it was just the coyotes, but this is far more serious. I can only imagine that they must be restless from the unholy sight that I have bestowed upon them unknowingly, so they've commenced to yelping like a rafter of turkeys in rebellion. This has been a terrible revelation.

But perhaps the cries go even beyond the ghastly sight, and fill the hallowed woods with dread because the home you reside used to be their's. They have suffered unfortunate fates throughout history, going all the way back to even before that house existed, and it was but mere woodlands where the nomadic would camp for the night (in what would be their last).

It is not disgust they howl. It is a warning. And whatever fate befell them is coming for you.

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Additionally there could be the ghosts of dead children who haunt the woods, and will instead themselves be haunted by the ungodly sight.

Think of the ghost children.

Ghost children? It gets even deeper. Strange, that must be what those somber moans are outside of my house at night. I figured it was just the coyotes, but this is far more serious. I can only imagine that they must be restless from the unholy sight that I have bestowed upon them unknowingly, so they've commenced to yelping like a rafter of turkeys in rebellion. This has been a terrible revelation.

But perhaps the cries go even beyond the ghastly sight, and fill the hallowed woods with dread because the home you reside used to be their's. They have suffered unfortunate fates throughout history, going all the way back to even before that house existed, and it was but mere woodlands where the nomadic would camp for the night (in what would be their last).

It is not disgust they howl. It is a warning. And whatever fate befell them is coming for you.

Cripes! This is getting far too real. So perhaps I'm living directly atop of an ancient burial ground, and whatever is entombed below has been wreaking havoc to the surrounding land for many decades. The unearthly spirits are furious and ready to accept their next torturous sacrifice, to appease the soil and restore order once more. Until the next sacrifice is needed, and the cycle begins again. This explains so much.

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Quote: Canidae

Ghost children? It gets even deeper. Strange, that must be what those somber moans are outside of my house at night. I figured it was just the coyotes, but this is far more serious. I can only imagine that they must be restless from the unholy sight that I have bestowed upon them unknowingly, so they've commenced to yelping like a rafter of turkeys in rebellion. This has been a terrible revelation.

But perhaps the cries go even beyond the ghastly sight, and fill the hallowed woods with dread because the home you reside used to be their's. They have suffered unfortunate fates throughout history, going all the way back to even before that house existed, and it was but mere woodlands where the nomadic would camp for the night (in what would be their last).

It is not disgust they howl. It is a warning. And whatever fate befell them is coming for you.

Cripes! This is getting far too real. So perhaps I'm living directly atop of an ancient burial ground, and whatever is entombed below has been wreaking havoc to the surrounding land for many decades. The unearthly spirits are furious and ready to accept their next torturous sacrifice, to appease the soil and restore order once more. Until the next sacrifice is needed, and the cycle begins again. This explains so much.

Or, what if, this all comes full circle again? That the burial ground is actually a long standing legend, and in reality this is the landing spot for the aforementioned alien lifeforms? That every century they come to the exact same spot of your home, and abduct a specimen to perform experiments and observe the natural cycle of human evolution over several millennia since the dawn of mankind. These beings who themselves have long since evolved beyond our primitive cerebral comprehension have watched over us and studied us (and never even left us a giant dark chocolate bar, the heathens).

And with your unique and curious condition, your combination of both sexes makes you appear not simply as a physical anomaly, but as the next logical step in human evolution, making you a prime suspect of study. This case could appear to the aliens as though humanity, given the time, will soon be able to reproduce asexually, just as they have long ago achieved the ability to do.

The aliens will abduct you to see if, truly, humanity will soon be able to go **** themselves.

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But perhaps the cries go even beyond the ghastly sight, and fill the hallowed woods with dread because the home you reside used to be their's. They have suffered unfortunate fates throughout history, going all the way back to even before that house existed, and it was but mere woodlands where the nomadic would camp for the night (in what would be their last).

It is not disgust they howl. It is a warning. And whatever fate befell them is coming for you.

Cripes! This is getting far too real. So perhaps I'm living directly atop of an ancient burial ground, and whatever is entombed below has been wreaking havoc to the surrounding land for many decades. The unearthly spirits are furious and ready to accept their next torturous sacrifice, to appease the soil and restore order once more. Until the next sacrifice is needed, and the cycle begins again. This explains so much.

Or, what if, this all comes full circle again? That the burial ground is actually a long standing legend, and in reality this is the landing spot for the aforementioned alien lifeforms? That every century they come to the exact same spot of your home, and abduct a specimen to perform experiments and observe the natural cycle of human evolution over several millennia since the dawn of mankind. These beings who themselves have long since evolved beyond our primitive cerebral comprehension have watched over us and studied us (and never even left us a giant dark chocolate bar, the heathens).

And with your unique and curious condition, your combination of both sexes makes you appear not simply as a physical anomaly, but as the next logical step in human evolution, making you a prime suspect of study. This case could appear to the aliens as though humanity, given the time, will soon be able to reproduce asexually, just as they have long ago achieved the ability to do.

The aliens will abduct you to see if, truly, humanity will soon be able to go **** themselves.

*gasp* This is far too much information for my feeble brain to comprehend. Every choice I have made in life has led me to this point in time, to this exact spot. Unbeknownst to me, fate has guided me to my destiny. Clearly the alien lifeforms have chosen a fine location to host their landing sight. With a wide variety of striking individuals, such as the prosperous amount of Amish and Deliverance rednecks, they are able to research many walks of life. And whose to say anything at all of the tales of abduction. Who would believe a mortal wearing hefty overalls and possessing a strange immunity to showers? People would just say they went a little too merry on the moonshine the night prior. All their bases are covered, which makes it the perfect setup.

All until I came along and fiercely exposed myself to the local fauna and flora (or so I thought), and gave them an even more intriguing subject to experiment on. If I am the one pawn to aid humankind in farther advancing in evolution, then who am I to prevent that from happening? I suppose I'm obligated to offer myself to the alien beings as a sacrifice, so they can gain maximum knowledge on my unusual mutation. I will now await the arrival of the light.

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Cripes! This is getting far too real. So perhaps I'm living directly atop of an ancient burial ground, and whatever is entombed below has been wreaking havoc to the surrounding land for many decades. The unearthly spirits are furious and ready to accept their next torturous sacrifice, to appease the soil and restore order once more. Until the next sacrifice is needed, and the cycle begins again. This explains so much.

Or, what if, this all comes full circle again? That the burial ground is actually a long standing legend, and in reality this is the landing spot for the aforementioned alien lifeforms? That every century they come to the exact same spot of your home, and abduct a specimen to perform experiments and observe the natural cycle of human evolution over several millennia since the dawn of mankind. These beings who themselves have long since evolved beyond our primitive cerebral comprehension have watched over us and studied us (and never even left us a giant dark chocolate bar, the heathens).

And with your unique and curious condition, your combination of both sexes makes you appear not simply as a physical anomaly, but as the next logical step in human evolution, making you a prime suspect of study. This case could appear to the aliens as though humanity, given the time, will soon be able to reproduce asexually, just as they have long ago achieved the ability to do.

The aliens will abduct you to see if, truly, humanity will soon be able to go **** themselves.

*gasp* This is far too much information for my feeble brain to comprehend. Every choice I have made in life has led me to this point in time, to this exact spot. Unbeknownst to me, fate has guided me to my destiny. Clearly the alien lifeforms have chosen a fine location to host their landing sight. With a wide variety of striking individuals, such as the prosperous amount of Amish and Deliverance rednecks, they are able to research many walks of life. And whose to say anything at all of the tales of abduction. Who would believe a mortal wearing hefty overalls and possessing a strange immunity to showers? People would just say they went a little too merry on the moonshine the night prior. All their bases are covered, which makes it the perfect setup.

All until I came along and fiercely exposed myself to the local fauna and flora (or so I thought), and gave them an even more intriguing subject to experiment on. If I am the one pawn to aid humankind in farther advancing in evolution, then who am I to prevent that from happening? I suppose I'm obligated to offer myself to the alien beings as a sacrifice, so they can gain maximum knowledge on my unusual mutation. I will now await the arrival of the light.

All of this makes me question. Are we even in control of our lives? Of our fate? Or is this all some sick mind game from those aliens? That they go beyond the simple test subjects of that fateful rural household and have secret control over all of us. That we do nothing except simply accept what happens to us, and we are given the false illusion of choice. We must find the key.

What is the secret message that the aliens have relayed to us all these years? Crop circles? Morse Code? Orange millionaires? It all must mean something. But what?
The best I can come up with is this. Agent Orange here loves to tout his imaginary money. Forbes lists his net worth at $4.5 billion. That's 4.5 thousand million. Thousand. The abbreviation for thousand is k.
Next we think about morse code. There's loads of intricate and secret messages you can craft with morse code. But who invented the telegraph machine? Samuel Morse and Alfred Vail. Alfred. f
Lastly is the crop circles. Wait a sec. Crop. c
k
f
c

The answer lies within Kentucky Fried Chicken.