The first chat quickly fades. Darkness will shortly settle. But one day, tiny shitposts will dance across the darkness. Like embers, linked by mods past.
Chatting One, hearest thou my voice still?
"and the morning stars I have seen
and the gengars who are guiding me" -- W.S. Merwin
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I made that last year. Turns out making spaetzle with a plastic bag is hard.
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Turned out delicious though.
but they're listening to every word I say
And you didn't invite me
I thought we were friends
It’s no episode II
no it was much better
Chatting One, hearest thou my voice still?
and the gengars who are guiding me" -- W.S. Merwin
On average, this thread was careening by at warp 1.2
@Eddy will create the new thread
@Organichu is backup