Picking up the pieces

I was one of those guys in 1916. Running back and forth (froth) frorm point to point two point too point in Pasadena in the '60s. Ha! Now you are confused about the year of the anecdote! (It was actually the twenties). But anyway, he was quite sanguine and genital. Ha! I said genital to mean genial! (acually, he leter T is tttrolling me). Hey said I was chuunibyou over it, but actually under was I! Zingle! And no, I did not yell about the mustang in antidisestablishmentantechamber. That was a myth created by Szyzor Konway. Okay? But if you had remembered to forget to remember to forget to kill the natter mouse, jubilant jubilant jubilant jubilant. Heh! This isn't one of my Korean puppet shows(isnert punktuation mark her) However, however, however, however, however,(!) However, however, however, however, however,(?) However, however, however, however, however,(!) However, however, however, however, however,(///)

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The whole everything was gone. Was goon. Blame Megumin.

I also blamed the overuse of "inherently funny words" such as cheese and penguin. Pickle? more like Pickel! (Ha!) In the rare event of an emergency, please emerge frorm the depths and give him a meat cheese sundae. Give him a sundae! Give the man a sundae! Give a sundae to that male person over there! Heh! Huh! I want her to call me "baka". ¿BUTT HOO IZ SHEE? we May never know. My name, on the other hand, is "Meme Reaper". Lies. A technical technicality technically hack ups my archangels like EPMD snapping necks as we tap energy frorm everything on and off the map.

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