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[Copypasta]Malta vs Penguins
This does not change the fact that in Antarctica there are 21 million penguins and in Malta there are 502,653 inhabitants. So if the penguins decide to invade Malta, each Maltese will have to fight 42 penguins.
This does not change the fact that in Antarctica there are 21 million penguins and in Malta there are 502,653 inhabitants. So if the penguins decide to invade Malta, each Maltese will have to fight 42 penguins.
twitchquotes:β Obesity β π₯π« β Laziness β Stupidity β π΅ β McDonald's β Donald Trump β $70k College β Bad healthcare β Bad food β Bad music β Fahrenheit β Pounds β Inches β AMERICAN TEST PASSED
β Obesity β π₯π« β Laziness β Stupidity β π΅ β McDonald's β Donald Trump β $70k College β Bad healthcare β Bad food β Bad music β Fahrenheit β Pounds β Inches β AMERICAN TEST PASSED
Why is six afraid of seven? Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam
Why is six afraid of seven?
Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam. He can seldom close his eyes without opening them again at fear of Charlies lurking in the jungle trees. Not that you could ever see the bastards, mind you. They were swift, and they knew their way around the jungle like nothing else. He remembers the looks on the boys' faces as he walked into that village and... oh, Jesus. The memories seldom left him, either. Sometimes he'd reminisce - even hear - Tex's southern drawl. He remembers the smell of Brooklyn's cigarettes like nothing else. He always kept a pack of Lucky's with him. The boys are gone, now. He knows that; it's just that he forgets, sometimes. And, every now and then, the way that seven looks at him with avid concern in his eyes... it makes him think. Sets him on edge. Makes him feel like he's back there... in the jungle.
Why is six afraid of seven?
Six hasn't been the same since he left Vietnam. He can seldom close his eyes without opening them again at fear of Charlies lurking in the jungle trees. Not that you could ever see the bastards, mind you. They were swift, and they knew their way around the jungle like nothing else. He remembers the looks on the boys' faces as he walked into that village and... oh, Jesus. The memories seldom left him, either. Sometimes he'd reminisce - even hear - Tex's southern drawl. He remembers the smell of Brooklyn's cigarettes like nothing else. He always kept a pack of Lucky's with him. The boys are gone, now. He knows that; it's just that he forgets, sometimes. And, every now and then, the way that seven looks at him with avid concern in his eyes... it makes him think. Sets him on edge. Makes him feel like he's back there... in the jungle.
That's the wrong VoHiYo
twitchquotes: THATS THE WRONG HOLE ONII-CHAN KYAAAAH
twitchquotes:βnot an asexual thingβ. try living a day in my shoes, walking around terrified of encountering sex everywhere i go. wherever i look, parents with children, people sucking each othersβ faces. it makes me and millions of other aces out there feel really attacked.
βnot an asexual thingβ. try living a day in my shoes, walking around terrified of encountering sex everywhere i go. wherever i look, parents with children, people sucking each othersβ faces. it makes me and millions of other aces out there feel really attacked.
UwU sentence deterioration
twitchquotes:Imagine reading a post, but over the course of it the quality seems to deteriorate and it gets wose an wose, where the swenetence stwucture and gwammer rewerts to a pwoint of uttew non swence, an u jus dont wanna wead it anymwore (oΒ΄Οο½o) awd twa wol owdewl iws jus awfwul (Β΄ο½₯Οο½₯`)
Imagine reading a post, but over the course of it the quality seems to deteriorate and it gets wose an wose, where the swenetence stwucture and gwammer rewerts to a pwoint of uttew non swence, an u jus dont wanna wead it anymwore (oΒ΄Οο½o) awd twa wol owdewl iws jus awfwul (Β΄ο½₯Οο½₯`)