#idite answers

[agodandhissnakelings]

woe. moon be upon ye. xe fell from the sky. uh. xes probably fine trust me.

ghh.. wh- where even-

//@beingofthestars

"good eve."

× he picked xem up. ×

[ask-steven-stevenson]

uuhhh.... outta the ones i know.

cliff

idite

william

caleb

infinite

key

bubble

eldi (?)

maybe some more members of idites family

and any others anons or characters i forgot :3

[[THANK U for answering .. will keep this noted

[ice-queen-rin]

So I had a comment on my story from Twain_Apprentice_7 (I have no idea what their Tumblr is) and I thought I'd share the answer here if anyone cares for it

Hey Azure_Witch13, there's something that has bug me a bit.

In ARC-V, during the duel with Yuya and Reiji against Leo, Yusho flashback to the day when he once asked Shuzo about his wife, i.e. Yuzu's mother. From there, Shuzo only stated that his daughter was a gift from God, and that the thought of a wife has not once crossed his mind. From there, Yusho also ponders about his past memories before Yuya was born, to which he can't remember much. Now assuming that the four dimensions only existed for a while before Leo first woke up in the Standard Dimension, it makes me think about the Mandela effect (i.e. an unusual phenomenon where a large group of people remember something differently than how it occurred).

Will, you ever have the characters to really think about the past and how certain things isn't right?

So my answer is

Why do you think Pegasus went to search for answers about the card games? As you can see in this fic the game has far surpassed what Pegasus had created originally yet he is one of the people in charge of making it.

We see in a flashback that the game was around just as Leo appared in the reality yet no one asks why or how the game was made or what the origins of it were. In this story Pegasus fell in love with the game all over and wanted to figure out its origins so he went to Egypt to resurch and with being rich and focusing on creative archtypes he became one of the leading men in innovating the game even more. As of now Pegasus and even Reiji question the origins of Duel Monsters and how they started, even asking who the first creator of the Duel Disk was but no one knows, and the general public doesn't care as Duel Monsters are a fact of life like basically the sky is blue or we have Ice Cream, yes you can try to look it up but no one bothers as it is intertainment to most and especially children who don't really care where a toy came from.

Childhood memories however are always fuzzy and sometimes never feel fully accurate unless you have an iditic memory, so people not questioning certain things in the past is very usual as the knowledge remains while the actual events just fade.

And in this story the world began 14 years ago, as in the Yu-boys and Bracelet Girls grew up normally. Older people however like Leo were transferred from the original dimension or across time with more or less knowlage of their own lives and events and the need to adapt to the surroundings.

Hope I didn't bore you with the explanation 💖💜

[yungcrybby-anonymousbosch666]

i remember the day i realized my mom was mostly a narcissist

“i don’t understand how i’m gonna do this assignment”

“this coursework is too much”

“i can’t keep up with my obligations”

“*shrug* do your best” no suggestions, no thoughts. don’t interrupt her bullshit tv watching. and if i do well in a class she has nothing to say other than a “that’s wonderful” that i’ve heard so many times with the same inflection that it holds even less meaning than it was intended to.

“i don’t know how much longer i can stand this job”

“then just quit”

“i don’t understand how this teacher grades”

“*blank stare*”

“i feel . ..”

“well i felt that way too. “ then shee just talks about herself

it might not sound like much but whenever i came to her with a problem she had no answer. this continued well into adulthood when you’d think she’d be able to better relate to my problems.

she’s never ever given me any kind of guidance, i got that from myself.

the only thing she can do is be disinterested yet sow seeds of paranoia and distrust interpersonally.

pity, i was never able to lift myself out of this den of idit mvedocy. i swear, she and my brother can’t think their way out of a paperbag.

fence in the backyard was too old when we first moved here so we staked the dogs and the dogs slept in the garage. 5 years later same deal. fence was partial fixed 3 years ago but now it’s so worn down it’s back to where it was when we first moved here.

so the garage reeks of dog piss and shit, especially in the winter and he insists on cleaning the floor with no water just fabuloso and because of his learning disability he will not listen to anyone ever. i just stopped trying. he doesn’t understand why you need water or odo-ban and just keeps doing it. the floor is so fucking slick and caked in a layer of piss that i refuse to walk through it and everyone’s got an attitude about that. i’m not stupid like you guys.

that’s 1/2000 tiny annoyances. i block them all out and tried to focus on moving out but that never works out. i’m stuck on planet moron forever.

this bitch argued with me when i bought anti-bacterial soap for the bathroom. she keeps her non-antibacterial perfume soap out and it’s like ...that’s basic shit, man. my bathroom has antibacterial soap. it’s not like my brother washes his hands but i wash mine. then he digs all in the ice. dude hangs out with his dogs that he never bathes (this concept is foreign to black people in the south. ..like dogs stink. ..living beings needs baths) and never washes his hands even when he shits then digs all in the ice chest instead of using the scooper and no matter how you tell him to stop or ask him he keeps doing it.

he used to clean the tub with 25 lysol wipes and put them all in the toilet but not flush because he knew it would clog up the toilet. when i asked him to stop he denied that he ever did that. we’re the only 2 people that use that bathroom and we don’t have guests over and i saw him and ugh, i just stopped caring right then and there.

i’m tired of going to therapy when it’s not helping me deal with this type of shit that i could honestly write 11 pages about and then everyone around me remains terribly dysfunctional.

i’m  31. i worked at night. my mother would set up on the couch and wait for me to get home. that’s not normal.

[whosxafraid]

"No! No! No!" High pitched squeaks. A toy held aloft away from grasping hands. A triumphant look on the little boy's face. His sister hops in place, flapping hands. "Paaaaapaaaaa! Save her!" The doll dangles dangerously close to the fireplace. Both green and gold eyes slash their way to their father's face, expectantly.

Meme:  Go anon and pretend to be my character’s child. Try to incorporate in it a fact/reference to the other parent (without saying their name/URL/ship). I’ll answer the anon and then also try to guess the ship, or say which one I think the child would belong best from.Status: Open

      “Is leor sin.”

Green doesn’t look up from the book they are reading. Not until they are quite done with the page on which the current chapter ends. A few heart beats at most before the pages are folded shut with the cover. Set aside on the table near by. His gaze rising up from where the book had been, to set upon the small ones across the modestly spanned space. 

Eight they are now and wild. And it seems ages upon ages ago that he was that age. A small internalized smile because the reality is it has been. Ages that is. Yet he can still remember it. It’s vague…often disconnected but there. And the memory of his elder brothers terrorizing his elder sister at times plays back in muted colors. How his father had put an end to it…with not a word or hand raised.

    “Idite syuda. Vy oba.”

Little feet that scurry to do as their told. The cried for and threatened treasure still clutched within his son’s hands. Though soon enough it’s relinquished into his own. Where it’s weighed from one hand to the other.

     “Whoi’y di’ ye take i’?”

            She ruined me castle, Papa. Knocked i’ over.

Green blinks upwards from the toy. Slow and easy, though his gaze is anything but. From eyes as green as his to gold like their mother’s.

      “Whoi’y di’ ye ruin wha’ he be buil’?”

                Didna mean ta, Papa. Vas acci–acci–gent. I said I vas sorry.

             No you didn–

They fall silent in the wake of a sharp snap of fingers. Patience he has, but he will not stand for needless bickering. Especially over things as trivial as a knocked over toy castle made of blocks. An easy thing to be rebuilt, but he understands the anger all the same.

     “Cad a bhfuil tú?”

                Is deartháireacha agus deirfiúracha muid.

      “I chto eto znachit?”

                 My sem'ya. 

       “An’ wha’ be family meanin’?”

                 Unity, firs’ an’ always.

       “leithscéal.”

                    So–Tá brón orm, deirfiúr.

                 Tá brón orm, deartháir.

The doll is handed back to its rightful owner. Hands finding one belonging to each of them, soon after. Pulling them closer.

        “Kogo my lyubim i tsenim bol'she vsego v etom mire?”

                Drug druga, Papa.

         “Aye….Now go’ an wash uh’…dinner be soon.”

                 Yes, Papa.

They scurry from the room. The ill between them mended, for now. Dodging about their mother that comes to settle in door way. Arms loosely folded before her.  He himself rising to join her.

              And vhat vas great var o’v tuesday zh’is time, hm? Glue in hair? Dyed eye brows pre-haps?

          “Ye son be set on burnin’ ye daughter’s friend ta ash fer topplin’ o’er his keep.”

A sound that might have been a laugh suppressed before she is gone again, with the lingering touch of her fingers against his chest. Most likely to ensure another battle had not arisen over who got to use the soap first. And a father is left, to check upon dinner. Bubbling stew that by the smell, is quite ready for eating.

[datingsound992]

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As an overseas student, I knew about Millionaire Match by chance. Under the pressure of that time, I chose to find a sugar daddy for myself. Below is my personal experience.

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1. Finding my sugar daddy on Millionaire Match app. Friendship only sites.

I had the worst time of my life before using Millionaire Match. I heard from home that my father needed to get treatment in hospital more frequently because his stomach trouble is aggregating. Family financial circumstances were worse each day. My boyfriend broke up with me for my family conditions. My mother ringed me that there was not enough money at home to support my expenditure in America and she hoped that I could get a job and finish my study by myself. But where can I find a job in such a short time? Just when I was frustrated and annoyed, I though of Millionaire Match.

Because I didn’t have a laptop. I used its app. Pay attention that there are many iditions on the internet. Some are fake. After I signed in, I wrote my self-description carefully and uploaded several sexy pictures of me.

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At first, I didn’t know how to play this game; how to talk in the chatroom; how to take initiative to contact sugar daddies. To be honest, I’m not pretty. It was probably because of my Asian decent and student background, many daddies sent messages to me. I felt uncomportable with various men showing their money and status in front me. But with time went on, I got used to it and I knew how to chat with them and I started looking for sugar daddies proactively.

Most rich men are concerned about their privacy. They don’t want to reveal too much personal information. As a sugar baby, you shouldn’t inquire too much about their real names, family situations and personal life, unless they tell you themselves. Daddies and babies will first say hello to each other. Then the daddy will ask,” What kind of arrangement are you looking for?” Of course, you should answer that based on your real situations.

Receiving your reply, the daddy will tell you how many times you meet weekly, whether he need your company like a lover, or he simply gives you money each time after having sex. Some sugar daddies will take you to shop while others only have sex with you. Similarly, on the baby’s side, some sugar babies wish to build up close relationship with the daddy while some only want money. Both sides will settle the price at the beginning. When they get more familiar with each other, sugar babies usually receive more than expected. This is determined by sugar daddies and the service provided by sugar babies. In addition, you’ll reach agreement on receiving payment per month or per time of service, wearing condom or not, meeting up at public places or only in bed.

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This looks like a deal. There are various kind of people on the internet. They put their demands in the most straightforward way. But this is good in avoiding future disputes. Based on my own experience, some daddies will give you several hundred dollars per month, some can give you over one million. Some don’t have sex with you. They just need your company. But there are also daddies having requests that I can’t accept. So you’d better negotiate the rules beforehand.

2. My first date with a sugar daddy

After screening for a few days, I received an invitation for twelve thousand dollars per month. This man looked like in his forties, with good shape. He was born in France and grew up in America. He took me to an upscale restaurant for the first meet up. I spent a whole afternoon in making up myself. At first, I was very nervous. But he was nice and easy-going, which made me relax very soon. I didn’t order by myself. He ordered me a steak for hundreds of dollars. During the dinner, he asked me where I came from and had me teach him how to say “hello” in my language. Eharmony for free. He also asked me why I chose to be a sugar baby. I was a little embarrassed to tell him that I had to pay for my expensive tuition and rent. He praised ma as a clever girl who knew what to do and what I wanted. A few hours later, my feeling of unfamiliarness disappeared. Although he was still strange to me and I didn’t even know his name, I did not decline when he held my waist like a couple. I got in his car and went to his house with him. I guess you know what happed next.

3. Being together with the sugar daddy for over one year

After we had sex, this sugar daddy cared about me very much. He often called me to aske about my life, like a real boyfriend. He mentioned that he missed me and wanted to develop relationship with me. Maybe he really liked me. With time went on, I was accustomed to this kind of life. I no longer had to worry abou money. I began to purchase things I could never afford before and I could do things I never thought of doing. This made me feel awesome. I finally understand why so many people like money. It was just I sometimes felt all this seemed to be unreal and I had worries about how long this kind of relationship could last.

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With time passing by, we were more and more familiar with each other, we talked about everything from art, music, to painting. Because of the small age gap, I sometimes felt I was going out with him. He had no feeling of boredom towards me. Instead, we met more and more frequently and he gave me more change. He even took me to shop and travel very often. I didn’t squander the money. I saved up and I had nearly one hundred and fifty thousand dollars at last, which was a good amount for a girl at college.

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4. It was time to split.

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Time flies. Graduation was coming. Since y mother mas old and my father needed someone to take after him, I didn’t plan to stay in America. I told my sugar daddy that I hope to end our relationship and I told him the reason. He was very gentleman. I told him that I was very grateful for his care for me during the past year and if he needed another date, I wouldn’t charge. He didn’t ask me out at last. Three days later, I received a check of twenty thousand dollars. He called me that it was for the gratitude of my company and if possible, he wished to travel to my country and visit me. Back to my own country, I felt everything was friendly. I got a job in a bank and take care of my father after work. No sugar daddies here and I’m no longer a sugar baby. Those things in America were like a dream. I deleted my profile on Millionaire Match. I don’t need sugar daddies any more. But I still think of my first and my only sugar daddy from time to time.

[30knightvents]

today was rather a sad day for me, as I was told i was like a child, that i’m very negative and that i really don’t think about what i say / that i twist people’s weds

this made me super sad  because whilst all that was being said to me, i felt like i couldn’t have my own say on the matter. every thing i would have said or indeed tired to say, was held against me and sen as an attack, or negative, or giving up.

in an attempt to calm down and listen, I really did just sit and listen and indeed, asked, what it is i’m doing wrong and how I can become a better person in this relationship.

I took it all on board and tried very hard to just not get upset and to take everything in. I feel very sad as I felt like even that was not good enough. 

I feel like i’m currently seen as a lost cause.

even when i said ‘what if I did fix all of these things, would that make everything better??’ the answer was ‘but you can’t, it’s so innately built into you.’

let me try to break this down into smaller chunks..

I feel like whatever i do will not be good enough because, I feel, I am seen and perceived as already not going to listen or try.

I feel angry because , I’m told that i am the negative one and I’m told that I’ve lost al hope and i need more optimism. but to me, speaking as if our relationship is over already feels a lot like negativity and doesn’t seem very hopeful. considering all the words on his end were about attacking me, he was also being rather negative. and I felt very angry at the hypocrisy.

I genuinely feel like he isn’t willing got fight for this, and I worry that he is putting up with it out of guilt, and I feel like in his mind i’m always going to do wrong- and He simply does not trust me in the slightest.

twisting his words, for example, was ‘so subtle’ and ‘only someone with great knowledge of psychology could do’ and, ‘you do know about it!’ essentially, suggesting i am manipulative.

it furstrates me when he accuses me of something, and when I try to explain myself it’s seen as a complaint, or negative, or intentionally manipulative  and not as me just trying to show him that i’m not out to attack him.

and he said to me today, ‘that’s not the point. the point is you said soemtihgn that made me feel horrible’ and I guess my feeling son this is that well, if my intentions are really good why can;t you just understand that and test that and take my words more lightly?

a million things run through my head. a million possible scenarios.

the biggest fear being that he does;t really like me at all and he’s doing all of this to try and get me to leave so he doesn’t have to do it first.

the amount of times a day he’ll say to me ‘you hate me’ or ‘you don’t really like me’ in a cute bvoice (t’s very cute) and put himself down, and when I do it it’s seen as a massive downer or an attempt to manipulate him or make him feel bad. I just i’m at a loss.

the worst part is, he's so private. he’s so worried about upsetting me that he’s incredibly private. and little odes he know if he were more open, it would all be so much better between us. he never opens up to me, and yet, we presupposed to be in a big relationship. 

he said today , ‘sometimes feel liken one understands me’ and i almost uttered, ‘well it’s probable because you never really open up to people or explain what you’re thinking, and when you do and people need a bit of clarification, you get angry and say ‘it doesn’t matter you don’t understand.’ and stop talking.

‘you don’t understand’ is a statement that i really resent coming from him. he gives up before letting anyone TRY. I think and feel very strongly that we do understand each other very, very well. I think we are so similar. but whenever i start to ask questions of clarity, he shuts himself off very quickly.

I do wonder how much of it is him getting angry and how much of it is a game he plays in order to shut me out of his life. is he terrified of getting close to me?

he said, and i lvieive it, that he doesn’t really feel anything for me.

I can;t speak to him about it at all, but i believe that he doesn’t feel anything for me, for anyone or anything, because he dean;t let anyone get that close in the first place.

it’s hard to feel a connection to life when you are so distanced from it. you know?

i see it in him to be so connected to me. he has so many problems and complains so much about the things he can’t sen to exprienceand all i want to do is force him to see that if he did all the things he’s afraid of.. he’d get all the things he craves so much.

but... you just can’t force this stuff. so I get upset, because i’m an idit. and sit and wait. and I really hope t doesn’t get to the point where he ‘loses his patience’ and gives up. telling me ‘i tried real hard.’ he tree really hard for him. but, like me, it wasn’t and isn’t good enough. 

I wish during those talks to day he would have asked me what he could do better. i wish he could of asked me to set some rules and boundaries.

but i guess i’m too negative and too much of a critic for him to be ble to do that.

i just want him to be more open with me. i did vo to be pen with him no matter what.. but it’s so unfair. he needs to give a little more tome if he wasn't to get anything back.

[giladjudes]

Matish Lachish 2017 - THE Gravel event in Israel

This is the 4th year that the Gravel event is held. Even though this a relatively large event with more than 250 riders, less than 20% of the riders were on Gravel/Cyclocross bikes. It may not seem so by the numbers but Gravel scene in Israel is gaining traction. Slowly but surely.

Sadly the event is not publicized out of the country, so we had little to no guests on the ride. Hopefully this will change in coming years. Similar to the HLC and Epic races, there no reason this event can’t appear on the Gravel Cyclist event calendar

The credit for making this race an annual event goes to the relentless Ziv Anphi, that this year joined forces with organizers of Epic Israel, Idit Shub & Gal Tsachor, and setup a lean, mean race.

(photo by Shahar Menachem, see more photos here)

The Gravel crowd could register to the longer distance of 103km, while the MTB riders could also ride the shorter distance of 73km.

I’ve been riding a Cyclocross/Gravel bike for close to 4 years now, and joined the Recycles Gravel Club 2 years ago. Lead by Zack, Nimi & Eran, we have very cool bunch of guys, sadly no girls, that have been riding on Gravel paths all over the country, and have developed a comradely that can only be found in tightly knit military units. 

Last year, really enjoying my newly acquired Kona Unit, I rode the short course on the single speed bike, and completed the ride with a big smile on my face. This year I pledged to ride the full course.

As things would have it, I’ve been commuting a lot less on the bikes recently, and putting in a lot less miles than last year, add to this gaining a good few unwanted pounds, none the less, I thought I was ready for the long ride.

I was wrong …

But I did get a unique perspective of the race. Coming in last will make you see how much effort was put in to the organization of such an event. And my hat goes off to all the people involved.

(Gil, Zack & Michel, Zach came in third )

The Gravel ride was kicked off 10 minutes before the MTB rides. I was quickly dropped by the strong Gravel riders and soon after was over taken by the Elite bunch of MTB pros.

From then on, slowly but surely, all the mountain bike riders passed me, the few Gravel riders that had punctures & fixed them passed me too, and at the first water refill stop, at about 40km, I realized I was last. Eran offered to give a lift, but I told him that I was there to turn my legs. About half way through, my muscles started to cramp. I thought I was eating well, drinking well and taking my salt tablets on time, but nothing can compensate for lack of training.

Towards the second pit stop I started loosing heart, thinking that no one would be there, at the 60km mark, to help refill the bottles and isotone, and at this point I nearly called it quits and planned on calling the broom wagon to come pick me up.

But then I met my saviors. Ami and Andres were at the second pit stop and after refilling our bottles we continued together. We got to the third stop as a bunch, there Ilan took my phone number, just in case, and we pushed on.

A bit later on we were intercepted by Gal and Ziv the poured ice cold water on us, insisting we must not only drink but also cool our bodies.

With under 15km to go, we set off again, but then found my trusty Garmin eTrex 20 ran out of juice, I quickly replaced the AA batteries and remounted the GPS. Ami and Andres were already ahead of me. Back on the bike, I looked down at the map on the GPS, but the Garmin was gone … It seems I mounted badly and it fell off. I back tracked, found it, this time mounting it firmly, and was back on course. But Ami and Andres were long gone by now.

With under 10km left, cramped legs, I started a routine of walking for 5 minutes and riding until the next cramp. At this stage my Gravel Club mates started to worry, and my phone started ringing, Moti, Avi, Ilan & Joe called, after either answering calls or replying text, reassuring everyone I was fine, I completed the climb to the finish line at the brewery. There Avi & Joe made sure I had a cold beer ready, and some sustenance in the form of a hotdog, that got me on my feet.

It’s true I finished last, but I finished. The organizers both delivered in the form of real support in the field, and a Facebook post commending my effort

Bottom line, this is one hell of a ride, next year I’ll be doing again, just a little faster

For further reading (in Hebrew) see these articles in We:Ride and Bikepanel

[the-firebird69]

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young - Almost Cut My Hair (Extended Version)

talkin talking and talking macs tisk tisk.  you don't live in reality.  your life is a lie your movies your astronauts telescopes intel data and witnesses areall on meth or saccharin or drugs and your tbi lets you laze around,due to nothing happening as you say.

and you stick your fag expressions in my face out of absolute arrogance having not eer returned from any other place having gotten here recently.  makes no sense.  none.  bluf or no we need adefinitive answer.  when your all gone we shall have it.

a wall is up tons knew and know.  lots blame you and yours some us.  no mater whose it is we flood. makesno sense...but that tons don't know and you let them die.  send them off hiding the truth holding their dollars telling on them all the time.  noteven used as a threat...norproper burial.  just whores for a hope you have no intel on at all.  and the northwill be ours.  and you will all be dead. 

we have confidence in our system here now. it is smooth.  he ironed out some detailes but we had it.  now have it tight.  and it is good he said to thought we mayexperience influx we did.  and you missed all our shows to sit nd yell like mr handshit on is lazy boy or sofa...losers really. 

it is a joke you took trump a wrker nd ruined him.  as you do all yours ghwb and buried him with stupid stuff. and now you work our son so we hit you your useless.we chopped you in half again and you cannot feel it.  after tonight you will.  your government gone  you will know it.  and feel it.  no to this yes to that mb to this no more your on your own.  and we know we can get him stuff. 

f off means just that in English. youwant to torture us with our own systems and comm so you will eat it now.  fools.  and you will fail in every endeavor and sit grinning like fat idiots.   moronic idits.  no caldera no ice.  no moon.  no wwiii.  just a hostage you cant touch at your prime.  how droll you are.  and how mean.  and dumb.  very dumb.  hilarious he says you act like really really dumb animals.  no pralell yet.

tossed out all you need to control him and think it works.  it wont.  your outrageous w your commentstoo.

we tell ya what you do that again and your gone ok gone  we send ppl after any who do that. and theircrews elsewhere

this is not McDonald or bbk drive through you did not amass a fortune to come over to me demand stuf for your paper you don't use to do anytying.  and wont be used as it is mostly useless now. 

retard shit you learned. demand it all the time look for a hole. is retard shit.  no making one or several an on and on.  just sit back watch tv demand stuf like ordering pizza. like a five yer old oh I have te phone.  ridiculous.  jail is much worse much mre attention

how lame.   turned into retard toddlers who don't recognize the first or last math problem of the day go to bed loving yourselves cuz you can piss me off w a look or talk and think its great, wake up in  a vat.   for real.  get eaten for your trouble.

lame. 

and you need to die for the reasons he outlined out loud.  useless.

no army of yours no forceto do squat to Kaiju no reason to live but him or not him.  and  no goal but to put yourselves down and up.  wierdos. nopower means no power soft or other.  did you think of that....Thor disables devices here all the time.  walks in with Harvester and out.  and I is his season will be here tonight to roust you fag tourists into leaving.  and idiot old shits.

so cheap I hate all of you.  and tommy should have fig it out this tommy. 

we are too cheap w him that is true way way way off.  that is a fact,and it is the fag bja for sure women and etc. but we let it happen and it did.  and he is right it is a working persns job not trump or veepand not sheepish macs who rest ontheir lauruls and count o their shitty lame act.  it is puke all day all night and in this area is death, ankelasouris all around, he is beat tired and all the time eats cks pulse and face look and eyes and fears the worst so teeth and feet and all the stuff we did bt bwe became invincible nd die of old age.  th place is meant for it.

and im telling it ike it is

nobody does well here if they were isolated sure but this cock sucking stuff and fag and queer and all te horny shit and fag shit and big fuck shit is horrible, and you Justin arethe worst shrink shit....shrink to nothing.  and macs moron shit pur more on.  and we see the stuff he talks about and no force on earth can stop it so what is it  not you im not 

Tommy Favino

  you you aint me and cant fool anyon when your body is looling just like mine I had tests run. so what is it

so its a bluff perfect.  ashrink and moron ass fight in the end....me and tommy can ref

Zues

no way but I do get it, you fight and wow. you talkand bja wow, nobody cares to hear It noboy I asked. it is not a show o a pln it is horror your so dumb.  this is my place mresponsibity he says we have to move.  apartment of tommy or other, and im stuck hard, I agree. every turn I go to stuck with your idiot ft faces in mine due to his talk.  and he is a hateful being vs us and it wont stick and we may not get it, but it is for very firm reasons hard math.  so you think on it there we try to move him, you want on it is fine. you last so that's ok but this dgsthit as to stop.  poo all day and night has fooled nobody and you die a lot.  I can tell you he pointed to it new one new onand I see it.  why not then.

Tommy Favino

the way he talkwe cannot let him go. 

jusin

so what you drive him to it

Tommy Favino

we pump him up and oh. ok you know too your not bill.  at all really.  a fag sitting here yelling kicking and shitting on himelf.  nope

Zues

we hear it all day they sound ridiculous and act under diress and are n under that much so cointinue he act and have no ida what it is or where or if it is there. and keep it up.  and die.  the usual denial.  powrerful wordstoo f off you would not know....and such, they are macs, and from a powerful cln still mac daddysher pull diminsed recently as hers died off so he is one of the mac daddys and bja.  and it is crap they dole out nd it is hit you say right no h e is right.  ive had I this isnot realiand I admit I was sick and ican be healed fast.  yoright your a firend

wel tommy I se your point and ide and plan. this calera gone and Tallahassee is up.  but isten to meit is the same shit.  the two big fellas think they canmk a suepre duper weapon.  the other fags who knows.  im on the lam and it very dangerous ake magic work.  same loser shit loser club lori was forced into.

thisis it tons new and I did nto was ill they want me to drink it away. what do we have then war oelse.   nevr worksthe scoot up to greenlan. due to idiots teachings....

ok like bill lund said you look at the problem as we ar and write it down on paper, the source of actual miseray is the folks here who quit as most did from dc 

reason is prb forgienrs they wont fight at all.  and suck at it then blame me for them marrhingthe and being stuck to tem and they ar to blame they don't work.

really is retirement and pluggers and sneaks.  there is no short cheat the underwatr world is for expers only, drilling there a miricl

hmmmm

but the worm could do it if they had fully depled ur.  and leave it there if it is AI so they must  have a fully depl worm.

 brad

we saw it shiny silver.   like coated fully depl ur like the swords and it was in brandon.  theguy was elon

levon mb

we work on it tommy says.  and it is real now Thor says.

[agodandhissnakelings]

Woe! Phoneheaded Cliff be upon ye, Idite.

“Hey.. Hey again! S’ uh.. so ‘bout what we did earlier? Was there.. any reason ya did that?”

His tail is wagging already and he just started talking. He’s also messing with his tie.

//@on-the-cliffs-edge

× he immediately humanised himself when he saw cliff. this is because he knows cliff likes that form more! hehe gays ×

"cliff! hello!! and, i suppose it just felt right,,? also, i like your tail."

× jhonni is judging in the background. because of course he is. ×

[agodandhissnakelings]

hello, are you idite?

@ask-harry-fitzgerald

× get bowed at. ×

"indeed, idite is i, god of fertility and royalty. who may you be?"

[agodandhissnakelings]

Drops Cliff here before I go to sleep because his ass is NOT doing shit in therapy. Idite, come get your man. He has wings now. He also essentially just falls from the ceiling. He uses his wings to drift down because they are big enough to work like a parachute!

“Well. S’pose m’ here now, huh?”

//@on-the-cliffs-edge

× he froze for a moment at the sight of the wings. ×

"..the wings are new!"

[agodandhissnakelings]

AAAWWWOOOOOGAAA and suddenly im a footrest

× he snaps his fingers and you set on fire. ×

[agodandhissnakelings]

idite you poor creature ...

"MY COCKS."

× HES IN PAIN JE3LP ×

[agodandhissnakelings]

idite im so sorry your husband is gone💔 (i deleted the cliff account cause i lost interest in him WEEPS)

"...theres another partner gone."

[agodandhissnakelings]

WHY is he crying

"either hes hungover, or hes upset he cant have sex with or cuddle his girlfriend for a while."

"myy (sniffle) babe...."

"its the second one."