We are all dumbasses on this special day, fren!
For it is written:
St. Lemon, Don of Shityeknot, hath proclaimed it, yeah, even he hath made unto us a declaration before Sir Fredo, keeper of his brother’s rings.
And before Fredo, spoke thus Williard, delecto of the weirdlings, and before Williard, spoke thus Jeb, maker of the Guack. And Jeb’s energies were high, as though upon a mountain. And before Jeb, Hillary the Witch hath cursed such, and her betrothed, the Rapin’ Bill. And lo, they cried out with a great voice of lamentation, and towards the sky did they cast their wails.
And verily it came to pass that they were not heard, neither in the heavens, nor upon the depths, nor across the lands, except in such cities as were held under the banners of mask and riot. And their flag was found, and they were divided, and fell into ruin, even as much as their cows did stop their chewing, and their island temples were cast down, and both their genders and their words became unknown to them.
And thus did they pass into the second term of Trump, and he had prepared a place for them, that they might wail no more.
Tales of kek and server log mysteries of the ‘pedes, vol. XIX, book V, chapter XVIII, verses XXCV-XXCVIII
We are all dumbasses on this special day, fren!
For it is written:
St. Lemon, Don of Shityeknot, hath proclaimed it, yeah, even he hath made unto us a declaration before Sir Fredo, keeper of his brother’s rings.
And before Fredo, spoke thus Williard, delecto of the weirdlings, and before Williard, spoke thus Jeb, maker of the Guack. And Jeb’s energies were high, as though upon a mountain. And before Jeb, Hillary the Witch hath cursed such, and her betrothed, the Rapin’ Bill. And lo, they cried out with a great voice of lamentation, and towards the sky did they cast their wails.
And verily it came to pass that they were not heard, neither in the heavens, nor upon the depths, nor across the lands, except in such cities as were held under the banners of mask and riot. And their flag was found, and they were divided, and fell into ruin, even as much as their cows did stop their chewing, and their island temples were cast down, and both their genders and their words became unknown to them.
And thus did they pass into the second term of Trump, and he had prepared a place for them, that they might wail no more.
Tales and server log mysteries of the ‘pedes, vol. XIX, book V, chapter XVIII, verses XXCV-XXCVIII
We are all dumbasses on this special day, fren!
For it is written:
St. Lemon, Don of Shityeknot, hath proclaimed it, yeah, even he hath made unto us a declaration before Sir Fredo, keeper of his brother’s rings.
And before Fredo, spoke thus Williard, delecto of the weirdlings, and before Williard, spoke thus Jeb, maker of the Guack. And Jeb’s energies were high, as though upon a mountain. And before Jeb, Hillary the Witch hath cursed such, and her betrothed, the Rapin’ Bill. And lo, they cried out with a great voice of lamentation, and towards the sky did they cast their wails.
And verily it came to pass that they were not heard, neither in the heavens, nor upon the depths, nor across the lands, except in such cities as were held under the banners of mask and riot. And their flag was found, and they were divided, and fell into ruin, even as much as their cows did stop their chewing, and their island temples were cast down, and both their genders and their words became unknown to them.
And thus did they pass into the second term of Trump, and he had prepared a place for them, that they might wail no more.
History of the ‘pedes, vol. XIX, book V
We are all dumbasses on this special day, fren!
For it is written:
St. Lemon, Don of Shityeknot, hath proclaimed it, yeah, even he hath made unto us a declaration before Sir Fredo, keeper of his brother’s rings.
And before Fredo, spoke thus Williard, delecto of the weirdlings, and before Williard, spoke thus Jeb, maker of the Guack. And Jeb’s energies were high, as though upon a mountain. And before Jeb, Hillary the Witch hath cursed such, and her betrothed, the Rapin’ Bill. And lo, they cried out with a great voice of lamentation, and towards the sky did they cast their wails.
And verily it came to pass that they were not heard, neither in the heavens, nor upon the depths, nor across the lands, except in such cities as were held under the banners of mask and riot. And their flag was found, and they were divided, and fell into ruin, even as much as their cows did stop their chewing, and their island temples were cast down, and both their genders and their words became unknown to them.
And thus did they pass into the second term of Trump, and he had prepared a place for them, that they might wail no more.
We are all dumbasses on this special day, fren!
For it is written:
St. Lemon, Don of Shityeknot, hath proclaimed it, yeah, even he hath made unto us a declaration before Sir Fredo, keeper of his brother’s rings.
And before Fredo, spoke thus Williard, delecto of the weirdlings, and before Williard, spoke thus Jeb, maker of the Guack. And Jeb’s energies were high, as though upon a mountain. And before Jeb, Hillary the Witch hath cursed such, and her betrothed, the Rapin’ Bill. And lo, they cried out with a great voice of lamentation, and towards the sky did they cast their wails.
And verily it came to pass that they were not heard, neither in the heavens, nor upon the depths, nor across the lands, except in such cities as were held under the banners of mask and riot. And their flag was found, and they were divided, and fell into ruin, even as much as their cows did stop their chewing, and their island temples were cast down, and both their genders and their words became unknown to them.
And thus did they pass into the second term of Trump, and he had prepared a place for them, that they might wail no more.
We are all dumbasses on this special day, fren!