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IF YOU DONT REPOST THIS IN 10 SECONDS YOUR NEXT MESSAGES WILL DISAPPEAR
20:08 - Geraldo: well, you can add this to the pile:
20:08 - Geraldo: you is smart,
20:08 - Geraldo: you is kind,
20:08 - Geraldo: you is important
IF YOU DONT REPOST THIS IN 10 SECONDS YOUR NEXT MESSAGES WILL DISAPPEAR
IF YOU DONT REPOST THIS IN 10 SECONDS YOUR NEXT MESSAGES WILL DISAPPEAR
14:47 - Beemo: i love it
14:47 - Beemo: when you're cheeky
8:04 - Geraldo: dearest waifu
7:18 - DJ Doomz: PAY ATTENTION TO ME YA SERBIAN SHIIIIIEETTTTJETIKOSJDFOLIKJSMDEFmj
17:36 - Geraldo: it's better as a smoldering crater, than as a haven for prostitutes and politicians!
17:36 - Geraldo: as the wise L:RON:HARALD said:
17:36 - Geraldo: de ha aids å narkotika å oll di dæ
Nothing wrong with feeling her press inside of you, your butt spreading wide to accept the fat, flared tip of her horsedick. Her loving, gentle restraint just barely enough to keep beastial instincts in check, easing herself into your yielding depths rather than driving her full length into you all at once and breeding you as that enormous shaft demands. The stretched, full feeling pervading your entire being, your body itself seeming to seeming to beg for more, as though am emptiness inside you that you never knew existed was suddenly being filled.
10:46 - Geraldo: ♥♥♥♥♥
Dear Igor (This will suffice for now, as I do not know your full name yet)
It delights me to know that you have taken a liking for my project. Ever since Sandy, my former lover and colleague, left for greener pastures, life has been lonely out here on the Serbo-Danish Baboon Research Station. This is one of many reasons why my team and I have decided to accept your request to become the first recipient of our new baboon ass-enlargement procedure. While you have no obligation to shake your new ass around while singing "My name is Sgt. Sandwich and I love you Geraldo", I personally feel as if it would be a fair exchange for the top-notch services my team and I would provide you. This can be discussed at a later date.
XOXO, Geraldo
12:17 - Shun Rosen: kiss me
So, why don't you just ruminate,
While I illuminate the possibilities!
Well, Bill Gates has them Data thieves,
Steve Jobs cost a thousand bucks.
But, Iggy, you're in luck, 'cause up your sleeves
You've got a brand of code never fails
You've got some power in your computer now!
Some heavy ammunition in your camp!
You got some punch, pizzaz, yahoo and how.
See, all you gotta do is burn that .iso, and I'll say:
Let me take your commands, jot it down?"
You ain't never had an OS like me
Life is your restaurant and I'm your maitre'd
Come on whisper what it is you want;
You ain't never had and OS like me!
Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service.
You're the boss, the king, the shah.
Say what you wish; it's yours, true dish.
How 'bout a little more Vulkan support?
Have some of environment A try All of enviroment B,
I'm in the mood to help you, dude.
You ain't never had an OS like me
Can your friends code this?
Can your friends compile that?
Can your friends pull this
Out their Red Hat?
Can your friends go poof?
Well looky here.
Can your friends go Sudo Killall, let her rip,
And then make the adware disappear?
So don't just sit there slack-jawed, buggy-eyed,
I'm here to answer all your mid-day prayers,
You've got me bona fide certified;
You've got a Shunny for charge d'affaires.
I've got a powerful urge to help you out,
So what's your distro, I really wanna know?
You've got a games list that's three miles long, no doubt,
Well all you've gotta do is run wine like so, and oh -
Mr. Iggy, sir, have a source or two or three.
I'm on the job you big noobob!
You ain't never had an OS, never had an OS,
You ain't never had an OS, never had an OS,
You ain't never... had an... OS like me.
You ain't never had an OS like me.
19:55 - Geraldo: igor?
19:55 - Geraldo: more like
19:55 - Geraldo: igornorrhea
19:45 - Iggy: won*
11:28 - no: to the old vanilla versions
11:28 - Iggy: why do you think our marshall was called
11:28 - Iggy: TiTo
22:27 - Iggy: yes indeed
22:27 - Geraldo: congratulations, you are now honourary dansker
22:27 - Geraldo: please report to fremmedpolitiet for a free hot dog
19:55 - Kakyoin, Hunter of MILFs: is ur mum hot
19:55 - Kakyoin, Hunter of MILFs: i need to rerorero her cherry
19:55 - Iggy: come on man
19:55 - Iggy: she means za warudo to me
19:55 - Kakyoin, Hunter of MILFs: triggered
23:38 - Sgt. Sandwich: IM IN
15:56 - Jigaboo: That if you're going to ♥♥♥♥ me
15:56 - Jigaboo: At least grapefruit me.
you can’t stop my shine
I’m loving Cloud City,
my head’s in the sky
I’m solo, I’m Han Solo,
I’m Han Solo.
I’m Han Solo. Solo.
Yeah, I’m feeling good tonight,
Finally feeling free and it feels so right, oh.
Time to do the things I like,
Gonna see a Princess, everything’s all right, oh.
No Jabba to answer to,
Ain’t a fixture in the palace zoo, no.
And since that carbonite’s off me
I’m livin’ life now that I’m free, yeah.
Told me to get myself together
Now I got myself together, yeah.
Now I made it through the weather,
Better days are gonna get better.
I’m movin’ on.
I’m so happy that it’s over now.
The pain is gone.
I’m putting on my shades
to cover up my eyes
I’m jumpin’ in my ride,
I’m heading out tonight
I’m solo, I’m Han Solo,
I’m Han Solo.
I’m Han Solo. Solo.
I’m picking up my blaster,
put it on my side.
I’m jumpin’ in my Falcon
Wookie at my side.
I’m solo, I’m Han Solo,
I’m Han Solo.
I’m Han Solo. Solo.
15:23 - Shun Rosen: and nick is the prophet
but I don't think the old man meant, "import a lot of darks"
Spooky scary socialists, say muslim folk are fine
and if you don't agree with them, then you're a racist swine
We're so sorry socialists, you're so misunderstood
but social justice warriors, want all to look like soot
Spooky scary socialists, let brown men run amok
if you try to defend yourself, they'll put you in the stocks
Socialism was about, your workplace and you wage
but now they only pander to, the muslims and their ways
spooky scary socialists, will whine about this text
but my unfiltered racism, might leave them too perplexed
spooky scary socialists, one day they'll come for you
they'll give your house to Muhammed, and daughters to Abdul!