SpongeBob is asexual
No this isn’t some lgbtq+ stuff
He’s a fucking sea sponge
They reproduce asexually
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cant understand how you have a popular stream
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cant understand how you have a popular stream. you keep saying “i dont even know what im doing” and it shows. you’re strats... wait do you have any? doesn’t seem like it. you just seem consistantly terrible. dunno why people watch you. you’re not entertaining or educating or anything... just another garbage ARAM player... lost a potential watcher for... literally anyone else
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I WANNA BE THE VERY BEST
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SourPls I WANNA BE THE VERY BEST SourPls LIKE NO ONE EVER WAS SourPls TO CATCH THEM IS MY REAL TEST SourPls TO TRAIN THEM IS MY CAUSE SourPls I WANNA BE THE VERY BEST SourPls LIKE NO ONE EVER WAS SourPls TO CATCH THEM IS MY REAL TEST SourPls TO TRAIN THEM IS MY CAUSE SourPls
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Pokemon Marathon 2018
I miss the old Tyler, SoloQ troll Tyler
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I miss the old Tyler, SoloQ troll Tyler. Not playing other ADCs Tyler, run it down mid Tyler. I hate the new Tyler, the never rude Tyler, family friendly streams Tyler, the too polite Tyler, meta slave Tyler, this is the worst Tyler. I miss the Toxic Tyler, Draven one trick Tyler, 420 burst Tyler. I gotta say, at that time I'd like to feed Tyler.
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Tyler1
League of Legends
CEO of Campbells Tomato Paste
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(▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿) Hello Kripp i am CEO of Campbells Tomato Paste. This stream is now under my control i bought all rights to paste and pastarino products if anyone copy and pastes again i will sue you so dont copy and paste (▀̿ ̿Ĺ̯▀̿ ̿)
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Kripp
Christmas for a wsb trader
As the tree blinks from white to red to green, you look at the void under the tree that previously held presents. Fewer this year than usual, but some.
How did you get here? Boredom? In March, you felt trapped with your wife and infant. You needed something to pass the time. Something you could throw yourself into fully.
“Are you coming to bed?” your wife yells down the stairs. It seemed harmless at first, but as the pandemic drew on, so did your investment. You’ll stop soon, though. “Soon!” you reply, and you hear her feet climb the steps.
The lights start to blink chaotically. You cringe because you could only afford the junk strands at CVS. Suddenly they halt—the alternation feature broken—on red. The red fills the room and covers your flesh. You look down at your hands, and they look like they’re bleeding. Like your calls.
After a time—hours?—you realize you’re sitting in complete darkness. Your lights have expired, worthless.