One day I will ride into the sunset on a shark, a bandoleer of grenades around my chest, a machinegun in each hand, and a cigar as big as a can of redbull clenched in my teeth, on my way to challenge poseidon himself for dominion of the seas.
One day I will ride into the sunset on a shark, a bandoleer of grenades around my chest, a machinegun in each hand, and a cigar as big as a can of redbull clenched in my teeth, on my way to challenge poseidon himself for dominion of the seas.
as our world burns and the machines track us by our sweat and our blood we'll remember what that day is, and we'll pause for a moment in our mud huts, and we'll raise our eyes to the blackened sky and say that once, there was a place, and that place was a America, and for a time it was wonderful
One day I will ride into the sunset on a shark, a bandoleer of grenades around my chest, a machinegun in each hand, and a cigar as big as a can of redbull clenched in my teeth, on my way to challenge poseidon himself for dominion of the seas.
holy shit on a saltine
The first step is getting gills in my neck like Kevin Costner in Water World.
The second step is engineering a tobacco plant large enough to accomodate my cigar needs.
The third step involves employing cuban children in a factory to craft such cigars, with the clumsy ones being sent off to the shark taming rinks.
The fourth step involves selling the children into slavery to afford the machineguns and grenades.
The fifth step involves creating a race of sea people, crowning one of them king of the oceans, and then kicking his ass.
Its a five step process. I've got this shit down pat.
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just threw up a little in my mouth
not quite sure why but man it sure is gross!!
holy shit on a saltine
some kind of anarcho-communist holocaust advice right here
as our world burns and the machines track us by our sweat and our blood we'll remember what that day is, and we'll pause for a moment in our mud huts, and we'll raise our eyes to the blackened sky and say that once, there was a place, and that place was a America, and for a time it was wonderful
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the very best
like no one ever was
to catch them is my real test
TO TRAIN THEM IS MY CAUSE
The first step is getting gills in my neck like Kevin Costner in Water World.
The second step is engineering a tobacco plant large enough to accomodate my cigar needs.
The third step involves employing cuban children in a factory to craft such cigars, with the clumsy ones being sent off to the shark taming rinks.
The fourth step involves selling the children into slavery to afford the machineguns and grenades.
The fifth step involves creating a race of sea people, crowning one of them king of the oceans, and then kicking his ass.
Its a five step process. I've got this shit down pat.
*drums*
I WILL TRAVEL ACROSS THE LAND
these are fun as fuck
faricazy if you're around show me more of this type of thing
I'M ON THE ROAD TO VIRIDIAN CITYYY
Bull.
I'm going to bed, it was fun
goodnight everyone
GOODNIGHT
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later yall
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