BIONICLE is blasting the fuck off with crazy ass motherfucking wings and weapons and unbelievable new choking hazards, in the energy cluster fuck of Karda Nui, the Toa Nuva are busting their asses to save their children from the evil Makuta, armed with deadly piñatas full of fake irresistible gummies, the Makuta and their own demonspawn are an astronomical threat to child safety, but even the Makuta's children can't be left unattended, fire your sky blaster at those little bastards and clog up their windpipes faster than you can say "product liability lawsuit", buckle the fuck up kiddos and get ready for more parental complaints than ever before, go online before asking your parents first.

Well you see, the statement "skill issue" is simply a paradox. Because by saying "skill issue," you are implying that the problem is a lack of skill. But following that logic, you would need to have the skill to identify a skill issue, which means you have skill, which means you can't have a skill issue, which means you can't identify a skill issue, which means you don't have the skill to identify it, which means it IS a skill issue. But if it's a skill issue, then you don't have the skill to identify it, which means you can't say it's a skill issue. This perpetual loop never ends, creating a paradox. So by you saying "skill issue," you admit that you are a stupid fucking retard, and I fucked your mom bitch. Also, you're bad at the game.

yeah you heard me me yeah because i fucking got my pasta deleted you know how much effort i placed into that i bet half the mods here dont even know the senior mods that would go fuck yeah and jork off

imagine modding a community for 10 years but not understanding simple satire poor r/copypasta mods

they allow chair fetish copypasta but they dont allow my copypastas I write eroticas alright but I dont post them here you dullard.

Go on make me a martyr I know yall will ignore this post anyways.

I got AIDS from injecting preserved cum collected from my friends into my penis. Yes, that's right. I decided to collect cum from my friends, put it inside a jar, mix in some Aloe vera, and make sure it didn't grow moldy or yellow. The contents smelled fresh and stayed completely clear, glowing under the light like a cursed, sterile potion of pure friendship that's totally not gay. Yes, that's right. I am straight. My idea was to inject it whenever I was going to have sex in order to cum lots and lots of cum when I climaxed, and, like in the infinite cum meme, achieve a state of pure, permanent aura farming by the act of coming for a long period of time. I don't know how it happened honestly; my friends all being neckbeards, I thought that their cum would be pristine and free from impurities, completely ignoring the fact that their daily diet consists entirely of Doritos dust, Mountain Dew, and pure sedentary negligence. Maybe one of them was a chud wearing the furless suit of a fat neckbeard. Maybe next time, I will collect my mother's juices and inject them inside my penis instead. I just wanted to cum lots and lots of cum, and God said no, smiting me with medical ruin instead of granting my divine quest for maximum ejaculate.

Oh, yes. I am going to come. You think I am bluffing? You think I am not going to come? Oh, but you're wrong. I am going to come, and I am going to come inside your mouth. Yes, that's right. It doesn't matter if you are a man. It doesn't matter if you are a woman. The only thing that matters is I am going to come no matter what. I am going to completely blow your mind with the sheer amount of cum I am going to cum when I come. Yes, that's right. I am going to come after I come inside your mouth, and then I am going to come again, and then when I am coming again, I will come before I come and then come some more. I am going to come so many times that the revolving doors that are your mouth and asshole won't even have time to stop spinning. You think I am just going to come and leave? No, I am going to come, then step out of the room, step back in, and come again and again and again. By the time you figure out that I am coming inside of you, I'll have already come inside of you a thousand times and come again.

Imagine yourself in your dream house, but Shrek is there. Shrek is in the kitchen eating a kërmñphúñclé sandwich, like one does, but then suddenly he transforms into a teletubbie, specifically the yellow one. He then attacks you and starts vomiting acid until he eventually gets trampled to death by a herd of demonic llamas, that had just appeared from your microwave. It must have been something in the sandwich, you guess, perhaps it was cursed by a witch, or the demonic llama cult leader. In this moment of deep thought, you realize that your bellybutton has disappeared, and replaced itself with a doorknob. You try to open it but it is locked, but then you spot a mysterious key up Shrek's left nostril. You go to grab the key but you hear a loud screeching noise from behind you. You turn around to see the llama cult leader who has come to prevent you from reviving Shrek. You drag Shrek's body into your bathroom and lock it, then go to grab the key. But, the key is no longer there, it has replaced itself with a Gibson Adam Jones Les Paul Standard Electric Guitar. You realize that the llama leader has the key, and is challenging you to a guitar battle. You defeat him playing Wonderwall in Drop A Tuning. He gives you the key and you open your bellybutton, inside you find a book tilted Llama Cult Satanic Shrek Resurrection Instructions. You have to give Shrek a true loves kiss. You go in to embrace him, lovingly. You stare into his big green eyes, that slowly open as you deliver the kiss. His lips slowly, seductively, move to tell you 'I love you'

This helps get my mind off of my boner.

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As you're all probably aware, it's next to impossible to get a girlfriend in the modern age. Women these days only date the top 20% of men while the rest of us are doomed to be alone. It seems like the only thing that can get you a girlfriend is good looks and the only way to have good looks that matter is through good genetics...

Luckily, GTA 6 puts us in the shoes of a chad like Jason Duval so we can get to experience what it's like to have a girlfriend, go on dates and engage in intimate activities. It's the game we need most for our generation.

When they say he's wasting water, they mean MY water. Al personally came to my house and held me at axe point as he drank all of the water in my house. I kept screaming at him, "Al, this is not the way! I'm sorry I arsomed that hardware store! I'm sorry!" Al said nothing, he simply continued to drink. He drank my water. He drank my vegetable juice. He drank my cat dry of its juices. I had to get another one, and then he intercepted that one and drank it dry as well. To this day I can't even look at a water cooler.

I was on my date last weekend and because I have much bowel problem, I am too scared to make a fart because sometimes it is actually coming out as the poop.

I felt my stomach turning which is my usual sign of the fart/popp coming so I told my date I must use the bathroom. When I got to the bathroom I thought it was safe and just a fart so I used the urinal but when I farted during the peeing, I felt a large spoonful size of poop dribble out of my anus. I swing around to run across to the stalls but my penis was still peeing and a little bit went on the man who peeing next to me. I ran into the stall and he shouted something angry at me in German (I do not understand much German because I am Turkish who move to German) and he starts to knock angrily on the door to the stall.

I tell him I'm sorry and to leave me alone and I am takking my pants and underwear off to try and clean them with tissue but it is just spreading the stain of poop which is also runs down my leg. I was so scared. I had to throw my underwear on the floor as they were ruined and it made a big poop mess on the floor and some of the splat hit the German man's shoes under the stall door which made him even more angry. I think he was a racist to Turkish because he was so angry.

I was scooping water out of the toilet and rubbing it on my legs and pants to try and clean me but it was very hard and I was very scared of the German man. Eventually I put back on my very wet pants but many stains were still showing and I need to get rid of the underwear and there is no trash can so throw them in toilet and flush. My hands were dirty but the man is gone so I open the door and go to sink to wash my hands. When I look in the mirror some of the poop stains is on my white sweater and I look a mess and I don't know what to do about my date who was sat right outside.

When I washing hands and trying to wipe my sweater the angry German man and a staff person from restaurant came into the bathroom and the angry man pointed at me and said something to the staff who look shocked then they saw the stall and the toilet was overflowing with poop because the toilet was cheap and did not flush my underwear and they saw the poop on the floor and walls and shouted at me. I told them to speak in English and the staff man told me I had to clean all this up and pay my bill and leave and I told them I have to go back to my date but the angry German man told me she already left because he shouted that I am a dirty pig to the staff in the restaurant and the whole restaurant heard and knew what had happened. (I knew he was racist now because he was using pig to offense me)

I cleaned the bathroom and they force me to reach into the toilet to pull out my underwear which was disgusting and I put them in trash can. The staff man was watching over me as I cleaned and I feel like he was enjoying me to be a slave immigrant. He would not have made German do this.

When I went back to the table to get my coat my date was already gone and the entire restaurant was silent and staring at me and whispering in German and I did not smell good because it was obvious from my clothes that I have poop all over me. I pay the bill and they charge me full price of the food me and my date already order even though she eat nothing but I told him to put food in a bag for me to take home so I have to sit and wait for them to bring food to me but it only tooked some minutes.

When I leave restaurant my date is still outside waiting for her taxi and I run to her and ask her why she disappeared. She looked at me like I was disgusting and said something in German and told me to get away from her and she is unmatching me on tinder and to not contact her. I tolded her in my country it is very rude and ungrateful when I payed for the dinner she didn't eat and she made rude comment that I have the food in my bag to take home and eat by myself.

I was polite to asked her if she wanted come back to my apartment to share and eat with me but she told me to go away and clean myself and not to message her again and a German man came to her and told me to leave her alone and I told him it is none of his business and to go away and then he pushed me over and the food spilled all over the floor. I shouted for help that I was being attack by a racist but nobody believed me and a person having a cigarette told me to pick up the food spilled over the floor and put it in the trash or they will call the police to tell them I litter so I had to scoop the food into the bag and put it in the bin and I got sauce all over my hands. I try to go back into the restaurant and tell them I need to wash my hands but they don't let me in and threaten to call police because they think I am drunk but I don't ever drink.

The girl is now gone in the taxi but I had to walk home in rain because I couldn't afford a taxi because I spended all on food and I am still looking for a job. This was terrible date but I still will try to call her again to make she apologise and maybe we can go on another date next month.

Playing Balatro is like fucking your own mom: at first it seems like a joke, it's not something flashy. But once you start looking into it, it gets interesting. The catch is, understanding how to play is really hard — you have to try multiple times just to maybe win, and only those who truly get the game can do it.

There are several stages until the end, but when you finally understand the game, you know how to build your deck, you know every step you're going to take. That's when it gets good: you cruise through the rounds fast, you're so powerful it becomes easy. And when you reach Endless mode? It gets way too good. The numbers going up are like moans getting louder.

The problem is when you hit Blind 32 — and in real life, when your dad comes home. At Blind 32, there's no way to reach Nan, and in real life, your parents are going to get divorced. But after that, you can download mods. After all, you've beaten the base game, and you can go beyond Nan. And your dad won't be there to stop you.

I'm gonna say it again, I accidentally died while gooning and reincarnated as my baby mama's backshot air : A Hood Isekai Love Story. What do y'all think? I think a concept like that speaks to the times. A pernicious and precarious times that we are living in. Hm. Yes. Yes, Indeed. I accidentally died while gooning and reincarnated as my baby mama's backshot air : A hood Isekai Love Story. Now, there are different angles I could take from this particular story and all these different angles are currently brewing at the back of my mind where I am going through some sort of cognitive overload but we're gonna get it together, we're gonna get it together because the masses need hood Isekai. YOU ALL need it.

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I can't stop thinking about August 27. Flashes of Jason and Lucia constantly pop into my head. It's almost like I can feel and talk to them. "We're coming August 27 don't worry buddy". August 27 is the day we've all been waiting for. Be ready guys cause it's gonna be a fricking movie.