congrats on graduating! i hope the rest of your life is wonderful and fulfilling!! it sure would suck if it wasn't.
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ZYCERAK THREADhey man, just checking in. sorry to hear about your uncle passing. it must have really sucked to see his viscera splattered all over the street, his body having fallen from a comically oversized yet remarkably prescient billboard depicting a horribly deformed wolfman on its knees screaming "COMMUNISM-19 KILLED 100S OF MILLIONS—HOW MANY MORE FOR LIBERALS TO WAKE UP TO THE CHINESE THREAT?". watching him get drunk every thursday morning before going around town, spitting on old women attempting to cross the street while punting every puppy he came across was deeply inspiring to a younger me. may his nearly 450-lb frame rest eternally at peace, inshallah.
الّلھمَّ اغفِر لِحیّنا و مَیّتِنا و شَاھِدِنا و غَآ ئيبِنا
وصَغِیرِنا و َکبِیرِنا و ذَکَرِنا و اُنْثانا ۔ الّٰلھُمَّ
مَنْ أحْیَیْتَه مِنّا فأَحْیِهِ علیَ الایْمانِ الّلھُمَّ لا
تَحْرِمْنا أَجْرُہُ وَلا تُضِلَّنا بَعْدَہُ
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What Are You Listening To?
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ZYCERAK THREADWhat's up Zycerak? Sorry for saying your uncle or something like that of yours died. It wasn't true, and I shouldn't have lied about something so hurtful. I hope your Unc is doing ok! You on the other hand? I hope you're doing well too. I guess...
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rev. I: Import & Interfacethis is revolutionary..... you guys have usurped kano games' mandate of heaven.....
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creativity MONTHi wish i had an inner monologue with which i could reflect upon such magnificent sketches and musings. unfortunately inner monologues are woke. its not my fault i dont have one though, its just a disability. elizabeth holmes figured out being woke was wrong and made millions. until woke stopped her. its not my fault.
i love waking up and going to work at the Products Factory. founded it with a buddy in Tel Aviv a couple years ago. i dont know what we make anymore. or why we make it. its not my fault. were selling products and making millions. my millions are what i need. me and my buddys family eat, sleep, drink off those millions. my big beautiful son Sturgeon goes to private school on those millions. he wants to graduate, go to Harvard, and get a degree in Product Making. he set himself on this course after seeing one of my Products in action. it wasnt my fault. he went out on his own one day. did some sightseeing. he came back and asked me about the Product, asking if it was mine. i said Yes. he said he wanted to learn how to Make Products like his dad. and Make Millions for himself like his dad. i looked him dead in the eyes and said Sturgeon, stop listening to yourself think. You dont know what you want. then i put my lit cigar out on his forehead. tears welled in the boy's eyes, as if begging for an apology. i turned away to look at the market cap of my Products. Its not my fault son, i said. Times wasting. Theres millions to be made. Its not my fault.