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like a movie script, thanks for the gemerald OP
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I look like that but I don't say that
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margerald
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When did swede say this
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^Say yes if you can hear me. Say no if you can hear me. Click your heels if you're happy. If you're not happy, you can turn around 2 times and blink really aggressively. Did you know humans still have part of hedgehog DNA in them? Crazy, right? We got it from evolving from hedgehogs. Anyways, using that hedgehog dna, you can roll into a ball. Yeah. You can roll into a BALL. This is usually used to express our reservation towards an oppressive system. It's right there in the body language. I used to be a ball in a past life. A rubber ball. In a slot machine. And I rolled all night. But I never hit trips. It had more than three slots, yet I never rolled it right. They had to call security to remove me and I fought like hell. IN THE WAR. If they tell you war is hell, that's only the sissies. I actually quite liked the blood pumping, the loud noise, the sudden death of those around you. But nothing compared to the killing. Sure, there was putting a bullet straight through the skull of some poor schmuck who happened to be on the opposite end of the barrel, but getting close to them, while they're screaming in agony, and disemboweling them as they spit out blood. I have a blood brother. He has much more medical issues than me, so I usually keep meeting him on a hospital bed. I wish I could just sign a paper and they'd put a bullet through his brain (LIKE WAR), as I'm finding it difficult to continue paying his medical bills. I'm sorry, someone had to say it, but I think things are only getting better. I've noticed the sun rising in the horizon more. I work a graveyard shift, and when the clock hits 6 I'm at the window. It's near the end of my shift anyways, so the rules get pretty lax, and I've probably already cleaned up the place. I hear tropical birds, even though I live in a landlocked country (Italy), which is strange, but I don't question it too much. I just enjoy it.
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>>16033153I am intrigued by this avant-garde, a24-produced, experimental, slow-burn form of soiquoting
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>Oh, you're still here? Well let's sit down and have a chat. I used to be small like you hehe. My bones and my body's old now. How much I'd give to be in your place, but alas, I'm still this old crone. I have many regrets, about as many as the ex-wives I have. When you grow up, you'll start looking at girls, and thinking they're all pretty. You may think they're unattainable, but alas, they're quite easy to get. The only hard ones are those who truly are built for you. I don't believe in free will, no, I believe we're all built for certain things. And there's a girl you'll be built for, and she'll be built for you. But the spark isn't just your teenage feelings for her, it's beyond that. A part of her is inside you, and a part of you in her, and both must combine to create something beautiful. I know I don't got the right parts anymore, but you, you have so much life ahead of you. When I'm knocking on heaven's door, you best be out there, looking, and looking hard for a pretty girl, built to fit right in your soul forever. Now git. I gotta roast some hotdogs, and you're not getting any.
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I didn't read any of this
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>Super. Mario. Galaxy. Where do I even begin? Everything you can say about it has been said. The first time I booted it up on my Wii as a kid, it was unreal; I heard him say "SUPER MARIO GALAXY!" so ecstatically, I was taken beyond this mortal realm, straight to VALHALLA! HAHA! 30 years later, I was going through my late mother's attic, and there I saw it. That old Wii, covered in dust, and that copy of that game that I had forgotten in the monotony of my everyday life. I thought, "What the heck. For old times sake," and BLAMO! I was a kid again. Flicking the remote and seeing Mario spin with such glee in his voice, I wondered how I lived at all! I collected every star as Mario, and then as Luigi, and got the two bonus stars as both of them, all in one sitting. I stuck like hell, but it felt so good! I talked to Tyrone about it over the phone, and though he was taken aback by how much I had to say, he seemed to enjoy it. My partner (she's nonbinary now) said she had never seen me so worked up before, and there I realized. I had lost myself. That child inside of me, who just loved things for the sake of it. Every day of my life was just a little brighter, the birds chirping a little more cheerfully, even though the tangerine tyrant was in office. If we are to make it through life, we need that inner child. That is the essence of humanity, the essence of soy. Come ye, jakker, drink your soylent, for the capture of this essence is never complete. Bing bing wahoo!