Dost thou ponder if yoshi's constitution becomes discombobulated whence eggs are excreted afore Mario's gaze? My sincere apologies if thy bristles were tussled, however I believe this to be quite amusing. And, I am curious to perview a charcoal etching of this event, if only for a rousing chuckle. I'm also perplexed whence trying to place what eldritch odor would arise. This is only for a gaff, a ruse, merriment per se, I would like to smell them.
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Ninja Mixer announcement
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I know this may come as a shock to many of you, but, as of today, i will be streaming exclusively on Mixer. I know, i know, it's exciting. You know, i feel like this is a really good chance to get back in touch with my roots, and really remember why i fell in love with streaming in the first place.
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Ninja
Oh god I want xqc so bad
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Oh god I want xqc so bad ๐ฉ ๐ฆ he's so smart ๐ค ๐ and cute ๐ ๐ I would take him to my apartment and kiss him ๐ ๐ lick him ๐
๐ and finger him 
๐ I would fuck him ๐ ๐ฆ then I'd get him pregnant ๐คฐ ๐ถ and we'd raise our own little baby ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ and play fortnite with him ๐ฎ โจ๏ธ xd
๐ I would fuck him ๐ ๐ฆ then I'd get him pregnant ๐คฐ ๐ถ and we'd raise our own little baby ๐จ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ฆ and play fortnite with him ๐ฎ โจ๏ธ xd
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xQcOW
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Hold on let me fix my hair
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let me take this hat off 
dear me my hair! 
this is worse! Ahh much better 
let me take this hat off dear me my hair! this is worse! Ahh much better
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Kripp
in germany we have a beautiful saying if you like a girl
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in germany we have a beautiful saying if you like a girl "deine mutter lutscht schwรคnze in der hรถlle" it means your smile brightens my day 
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Please no copy pasta
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Amogus 700 years in the future
Imagine, 700 years in the future, through some last vestige of the internet kept in an underground server, a notification miraculously appears on your device (which has been preserved in nuclear dust from the 5th world war). One night, an alien working a late shift at the museum of archeology notices the cracked screen suddenly light up, and upon it, one word arises from the battered code: Amogus. They do not know what this word means. They ponder it deeply. They scour the ancient tomes, desperate to understand its mystifying origin. It drives them mad. Is it a primeval cipher? The motto of a bygone civilization? A message from God? Night after night they study it by candlelight. They flip through pages in books so old, the slightest cough would turn the paper to a fine off-white powder. The answer is nowhere to be found. And then they are struck by a revelation: I was not meant to know this word. Its esoteric nature escapes my grasp for a reason. What if its meaning is too enlightening to bear? With this revelation comes anger. Spite. Despair. Why shouldn't I understand it?! What cosmic forces are there at play to keep me from such knowledge?! In a fit of desperate rage, they shatter your device against a wall and exclaim, arms raised to the heavens: "This is literally 1984!" Silence... Their pleas are unanswered. Sadly, in the end, their inability to unlock the word's meaning drives them to suicide. Its secrets are never known. So I ask you this: is it better to die having never understood the true mind-bending nature of Amogus, or to be driven mad by the little spaceman in his blood-red suit? If you knew enlightenment would render you incapable of living on this mortal earth without making daily references to a game of space mafia, would you accept it? With knowledge comes power, but also endless suffering. Choose wisely, and be wary when standing at the edge of that great abyss we call "the Truth," lest you fall too deep.