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lordshish |
bro grief mouth your that famous greasy guy that beat sepha once | ||
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lordshish |
congrats bro | ||
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gravemouthcoh |
yeah i did that like 13 years ago OpieOP | ||
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gravemouthcoh |
still lost 1-2 though | ||
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saberthesaber |
bro what | ||
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lordshish |
i know do you still have that slanted picture on the wall ? | ||
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lordshish |
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JbBaTu8K9SA | ||
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lordshish |
When the sun shines, we'll shine together Told you I'll be here forever Said I'll always be your friend Took an oath, I'ma stick it out to the end Now that it's raining more than ever Know that we'll still have each other oh-ohh-ohh-ohh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh-ohoh-oh. oh Du kannst unter meinem Regenschirm stehen Du kannst unter meinem Regenschirm stehen – ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Unter meinem Regenschirm – ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Unter meinem Regenschirm – ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Unter meinem Regenschirm – | ||
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lordshish |
Du kannst unter meinem Regenschirm stehen Du kannst unter meinem Regenschirm stehen – ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Unter meinem Regenschirm – ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Unter meinem Regenschirm – ella, ella, eh, eh, eh Unter meinem Regenschirm – | ||
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lordshish |
Ich spüre es heute Abend in der Luft. Oh Herr, ich habe mein ganzes Leben auf diesen Moment gewartet. Oh Herr, spürst du es heute Abend in der Luft? Oh Herr, ich habe mein ganzes Leben auf diesen Moment gewartet. Oh Herr, oh Herr. | ||
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gravemouthcoh |
the pasta singing is real | ||
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gravemouthcoh |
go straight for a good ol' ostwind OpieOP | ||
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lordshish |
I work real hard to collect my cash Tick tick ticka tick take your time When I'm going I'm going for mine Open your ears and you will hear it I tell you this 'cause there's no limit No no, no no no no, no no no no, no no there's no limit! There's no limit No no, no no no no, no no no no, no no there's no limit! No no, no no no no, no no no no, no no there's no limit! There's no limit | ||
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gravemouthcoh |
Mr. LordShish. Should I call you Mister? Thank you for coming. WHY ARE YOU GAY????? | ||
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lordshish |
Host: It's 2012, it's morning, and we're watching Ugandan TV. NBS/ Simon Kaggwa Njala: Hello and welcome back, this is the topical discussion on The Morning Breeze on NBS television. My name is Simon Kaggwa Njala. And well, we are also weighing in on the raging debate on homosexuality in Uganda... [fade under] Host: Simon Kaggw a Njala didn't know it, but he was about to become famous. Not just Ugandan-TV famous but internationally-internet famous... NBS/ Simon Kaggwa Njala: We brin | ||
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lordshish |
We bring in the studio this morning one of the gay rights activists, Mister... should I call you Mister? Pepe Julian Onziema. Thank you for coming in. Pepe: Thank you for ha... Simon: Good morning. Pepe: Morning to you. Simon: Why are you gay? Host: Yes he did. Right out of the box his first question, to a trans man, was... Simon: Why are you gay? | ||
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lordshish |
Host: First question! There's a long pause, and then Pepe Julian Onziema answers. Pepe: Who says I'm gay? Host: Another long pause. Simon: You are gay! You are a transgender! Pepe: Why, what shows that I'm gay? Simon: You are a transgender and you are a gay rights activist... (fade under) Host: This is just the beginning of an interview that goes on for, get ready, 70 minutes! Seven zero – 70 minutes! There was a call-in segment, that did not go so well… | ||
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gravemouthcoh |
the feeling of triggering a legendary pasta DatSheffy | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
Elias spent years hiding who he was, smiling just enough to avoid questions. Then one summer, he met Noah at a tiny seaside café where the music was loud and the sunsets louder. With Noah, laughter came easily, like breathing. They walked the harbor every night, sharing secrets with the tide. For the first time, Elias realized happiness was not pretending to be someone else—it was finally being seen, fully and fearlessly, by another person. | ||
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lordshish |
Is it gay to play putt putt golf with a friend And watch his butt butt when he tees off But, but i aint done yet In football a quarterback yells out 'hut hut' While he reaches in another grown man's ass Grabs on his nuts, but just what if It was never meant, it was just an accident But he tripped, fell, slipped and his penis went in His teeny, tiny, little, round hiney And he didn't mean it but his little weenie flinched just a little bit | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
Winter covered the harbor in silver frost, and the café stayed warm with candlelight and old music. Elias still feared the stares sometimes, but Noah would squeeze his hand and grin like nothing else mattered. One snowy evening, they danced alone in the empty café, laughing as the storm rattled the windows. Elias realized happiness was not about escaping fear—it was finding someone who made fear feel smaller, simply by staying beside you. | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
Months passed, and the town slowly changed. The baker began greeting them kindly, the fisherman saved them the freshest catch, and even the old waitress stopped staring. One spring morning, Noah hung a painting in the café window: two figures standing together beneath a storm clearing into sunlight. Elias smiled when he saw it. For years he had searched for happiness somewhere far away, only to discover it had been waiting in the simple courage to love openly. | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
Years later, the café became theirs. Travelers came for the sea, but stayed for the warmth between the two men who never stopped smiling at each other. One quiet evening, Elias watched the sunset fade across the harbor while Noah rested beside him. The world was still imperfect, still loud at times, but none of it felt heavy anymore. Happiness, Elias realized at last, was not a moment to chase. It was the life they had built together, day by day, hand in hand. | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
The end. | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
He's probably cheating | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
Did that chinese guy who was at the top years back stop playing? | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
Xcum, do you know Hasan Piker? | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
I dont like him | ||
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itsbroomstick97 |
I havent heard about that, only about how much he loves Amurica. | ||
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nubb3r |
didnt he have the riflenade squad in the house? |
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