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Elco AKA; BorderCrew 28 mar. 2022 às 4:57 
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Basileus 30 jun. 2021 às 18:58 
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Basileus 8 mai. 2021 às 20:10 
Excuse me? There's nothing tyrannical about murdering an entire family line because their stupid ass father cut off my balls when I was sick of flu! I call it justified. Having those idiotic genes polluting the gene pool is a big disservice that I am quite happy to rectify. People should have lauded me for that. And just because I miraculously got my balls back, doesn't mean I am cavorting with the devil! I am a God fearing and pious man and the Pope himself can agree! I mean, his predecessor was even burned under holy fire because that sacrilegious bastard was abusing his office and attempted to excommunicate me on the accusation of heresy! HERESY! Have you considered that God Himself gave me this miracle? And that is a sign that I am our Lord's chosen?

Plus, why should my people call me greedy about raising taxes when they should clearly thank me for using their money in buying and training huge ass armies to protect them and my borders from savage infidels!
HouwsLife 8 mai. 2021 às 20:07 
je weet dat je het wilt
Pizza1228 11 nov. 2020 às 7:56 
It’s 2036. Your mom was an e girl with an onlyfans and your dad is a sadboi guitarist. 98% of the Caucasian male students in school are named Aiden. Every afternoon you come home to check on Mom because she still thinks posting memes about wanting to die are in. She sees you pull out your homework and you sigh. “No, mom. I don’t want to listen to Lo-Fi beats to study and relax to.” She looks mildly disappointed but perks up again. “No horror trap/witch house either,” you interrupt. SadDad walks in and pats you on the back, but not before saying “Aye, fam. You look a little upset, u wanna go get a face tat?”