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[Copypasta]If you shit in the sink at exactly 4:20 am and yell “amogus” 69 times
If you shit in the sink at exactly 4:20 am and yell “amogus” 69 times,a shadowy figured called mom will come to beat you up and you will wake up in a place called the orphanage
If you shit in the sink at exactly 4:20 am and yell “amogus” 69 times,a shadowy figured called mom will come to beat you up and you will wake up in a place called the orphanage
We are not the same
For instance
You say kid 👦 we say mini-crewmate
You say earth 🌎 we say Mira-hq
You say suspicious🥷, we say sussy bakas
You say “he was murdered so I called the police”, we say “EMERGENCY MEETING”
You say “the joke is dead” we say Among us poop mod 2021 (still working) (free) (not click bait)
We are not the same
For instance
You say kid 👦 we say mini-crewmate
You say earth 🌎 we say Mira-hq
You say suspicious🥷, we say sussy bakas
You say “he was murdered so I called the police”, we say “EMERGENCY MEETING”
You say “the joke is dead” we say Among us poop mod 2021 (still working) (free) (not click bait)
A review for the videogame "Among Us"
This game has ruined my fucking life. I'm going to end it and take you all with me because I can't bear to look at anything anymore. Any shape I see is distorted into amogus, any time I hear the word suspicious, sus, task, vent, report, ANYTHING, human pattern recognition turns it into amogus. I close my eyes and i see amogus, i see jerma985 grinning as the gates of my soul are opened by amogus and I can feel the festering sclunge of words and shapes pour in, filling all that I am with the ringing noise of amogus
This game has ruined my fucking life. I'm going to end it and take you all with me because I can't bear to look at anything anymore. Any shape I see is distorted into amogus, any time I hear the word suspicious, sus, task, vent, report, ANYTHING, human pattern recognition turns it into amogus. I close my eyes and i see amogus, i see jerma985 grinning as the gates of my soul are opened by amogus and I can feel the festering sclunge of words and shapes pour in, filling all that I am with the ringing noise of amogus