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[trying]

/me joins the fight

[Generalrabogolfo]

thats a feeling i haven't heard from in a looong time

[tentativeTumbleweed]

We're more than halfway to the end, now

[PilotBlackSmith]

900 gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang

[luigi]

This game sucks

[Generalrabogolfo]

>halfway to the end
says WHO exactly?

[luigi]

>halfway to the end
says WHO exactly?

i think they're used to the OG forums where threads could only reach 100 pages at max.

[RoyalFiddle]

Hmmmst, is there a limit to threads here?

[AllergicToSanity]

big big chungus big chungus big chungus big big chungus big chungus big chungus

[RoyalFiddle]

kinda cringe ngl

[Generalrabogolfo]

yeah thats pretty cringe

[luigi]

And now he runs the gambit of losing subcrisber

[Sokota]

in 2003, during my youthful adventures backpacking through barcelona, i was greeted by an elderly gypsy women. her name was esmeralda and she claimed that she could see through time and space. i had no reason to believe her. but equally, no reason to doubt her. i remember to this very day her unmistakable scent of freshly applied baby powder and crab meat. as the clock hit the dial of midnight, she clenched my hands and gave a haunting stare that could pierce the soul. she was silent for a moment that felt like an eternity. before her thick balkan accent foretold me of something that i couldnt escape. that in the year of the goat, a simple man with an ever-arching hairline had the potential to change the scope of humanity. she told me of a majestic creature, the kind you'd only hear about in folklore. a musician who was equally as skilled with his feet, sent from the heavens to topple a three letter demon who is fondly cheered in his native turin pastures. she said the giuseppe goblin would be toppled not with fists nor words, but with a sweaty handshake that would remove all his respectability via the online medium. i stumbled backwards and struggled to catch my breath. this tale seemed too outrageous to be true, but too articulate to simply ignore. then said that she and her husband were in a polyamorous relationship. that woman is surely dead now, but her words echo to me this very day.

[luigi]

in 2003, during my youthful adventures backpacking through barcelona, i was greeted by an elderly gypsy women. her name was esmeralda and she claimed that she could see through time and space. i had no reason to believe her. but equally, no reason to doubt her. i remember to this very day her unmistakable scent of freshly applied baby powder and crab meat. as the clock hit the dial of midnight, she clenched my hands and gave a haunting stare that could pierce the soul. she was silent for a moment that felt like an eternity. before her thick balkan accent foretold me of something that i couldnt escape. that in the year of the goat, a simple man with an ever-arching hairline had the potential to change the scope of humanity. she told me of a majestic creature, the kind you'd only hear about in folklore. a musician who was equally as skilled with his feet, sent from the heavens to topple a three letter demon who is fondly cheered in his native turin pastures. she said the giuseppe goblin would be toppled not with fists nor words, but with a sweaty handshake that would remove all his respectability via the online medium. i stumbled backwards and struggled to catch my breath. this tale seemed too outrageous to be true, but too articulate to simply ignore. then said that she and her husband were in a polyamorous relationship. that woman is surely dead now, but her words echo to me this very day.

What does this mean and did you write it yourself

[Generalrabogolfo]

AHEM barcelona SUCKS.

[luigi]

I just wanna know where the prose came from

[RoyalFiddle]

Search your heart and you'll discover it was you, in fact, who wrote it

[Generalrabogolfo]

the person who wrote it was the friends we made along the way

[Sokota]

Hello I am back. Yes I wrote it. Yes it is true. No i will not elaborate. Have a good day

[kingof555]

person below me unironically enjoys the shitty 4th wall breaks of hs2