Only the TheTick chosen one can wear the the tick antenna like a man TriHard . Can you give another person the antenna TheTick liek this or cry like a little baby scrub WAAAHH. ? But BabyRage wait! , 2 TheTick antennas are for pussies , Chosen One stacking PogChamp master can do 3 . No no no no TheTick another bro can stack 4 of it ALL AT ONCE WHAT A Jebaited GOD ! The real chosen one is always me .
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Taco Bell's new Salty Sriracha Quesarito
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Toast stares at the screen
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Toast stares at the screen. His vision begins to fade. "My jaws that bite, my claws that catch". This message burns into his brain. As the armor count slowly rises, Toast's sanity begins to fade. "Just another 1000 armor, then I can quit" he tells himself. His viewers are begging him to stop, it's been weeks and weeks at this point, As he finally begins to succumb to his fatigue and eye strain, he realizes this is the end. He utters one final word, as falls face down onto his desk. "...PogChamp.
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