I can't believe it, Monkeyball! How could a simple game about rolling monkeys in balls consume my every thought? The bright colors, the maddening levels—it's all I see, all I hear, echoing in my mind while I'm stranded here. It's driving me insane, these endless hours with nothing but the memory of that infernal game taunting me, laughing at my isolation and despair.

Upon that night, when fairies light
On Cassilis Downans dance,
Or owre the lays, in splendid blaze,
On sprightly coursers prance;
Or for Colean the route is ta'en,
Beneath the moon's pale beams;
There, up the cove, to stray and rove,
Among the rocks and streams
To sport that night.

Among the bonny winding banks,
Where Doon rins, wimplin' clear,
Where Bruce ance ruled the martial ranks,
And shook his Carrick spear,
Some merry, friendly, country-folks,
Together did convene,
To burn their nits, and pou their stocks,
And haud their Halloween
Fu' blithe that night.

The lasses feat, and cleanly neat,
Mair braw than when they're fine;
Their faces blithe, fu' sweetly kythe,
Hearts leal, and warm, and kin';
The lads sae trig, wi' wooer-babs,
Weel knotted on their garten,
Some unco blate, and some wi' gabs,
Gar lasses' hearts gang startin'
Whiles fast at night.

true updates butchered it

bro bought hell divers and played a half hour

What do you believe when everyone is watching?
What do you believe?
What do you believe when nobody is watching?
What do you believe?
Keep telling yourself that you've been playing nice
And go beg for forgiveness from Jesus the Christ
Beg for forgiveness from Jesus the Christ
Beg for forgiveness from Jesus the Christ
Keep telling yourself that you've been playing nice
And go beg for forgiveness from Jesus the Christ
Beg for forgiveness from Jesus the Christ
Beg for forgiveness from Jesus the Christ

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