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Chud1: What is this?
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Spadewaffen: @Chud: reverse slopjak. It's supposed to kinda be like those slopjaks that use the mexigemmy or muscular chudjak. But instead of a buff character with ugly person features, it's an obese and hideous character but with keyed traits
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Chud1: RIP Amarna forum, a potentially funny website killed by the fact that all its humour relied entirely on in jokes based on -Z list internet microcelebrities av&oe the site produced some funny OC
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Ariane_Yeong: Marge?
SpankyHamAndXandir: photopea colour replace negs this variant
StinkyWanger: Paintbucketable noon
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congo_aryan: 
We gather with heavy hearts to remember Jimbo-a man who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw him. Short in stature and chubby in frame, he resided in a modest hut, lived on his own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely his.
Of African descent, Jimbo cherished his roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Afro cuisine. Meals with him were more than sustenance-they were expressions of love, memory, and identity. Food was one of the many ways he kept his culture close, and he shared it generously.
He was a person of contradictions-gentle but blunt, quiet but unforgettable. He bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth he carried in every aspect of his life. Jimbo did not pretend. He was who he was.
Tragically, Jimbo died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but remember him for how he lived-with honesty, depth, cultural pride, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone but himself. May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.
Rest peacefully, Jimbo.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.
In Loving Memory of Jimbo
We gather with heavy hearts to remember Jimbo-a man who lived simply but left a lasting mark on those who truly saw him. Short in stature and chubby in frame, he resided in a modest hut, lived on his own terms, and walked through life with a spirit that was raw, real, and entirely his.
Of African descent, Jimbo cherished his roots and found deep joy in the bold, comforting flavors of Afro cuisine. Meals with him were more than sustenance-they were expressions of love, memory, and identity. Food was one of the many ways he kept his culture close, and he shared it generously.
He was a person of contradictions-gentle but blunt, quiet but unforgettable. He bore a scent that many found hard to ignore-earthy, unapologetic, and part of the unfiltered truth he carried in every aspect of his life. Jimbo did not pretend. He was who he was.
Tragically, Jimbo died by suicide. We do not pretend to understand the weight he carried, nor the pain that brought him to that moment. But we do know this: he mattered. His life, in all its complexity, was worthy of love, compassion, and remembrance.
Let us not define him by how he left us, but remember him for how he lived-with honesty, depth, cultural pride, and a stubborn refusal to be anyone but himself. May we carry forward his memory not only with sorrow, but with tenderness and truth.
Rest peacefully, Jimbo.
You were seen. You are missed. You are loved.
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Chud: Have yall seen the giant muscular chud in the capital of mongolia?
ayumu_kasuga_fan: [url=site://post/view/132579#c1021366]@Alfiethebooruflamboyant person[/url]: wasn't he already doxed by someone
Alfietheboorufag: @ayumu_kasuga_fan: oh yeah i forgot....but he probably moved somewhere else
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Chud: iron
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Chud: @antiswarthy:
>look guys, the weirdest sentences ever may come out of my mouth once in a while, some of them include raping animals and children, but i'm definitely not a projectionist fetishist
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Chud: poop noon poop noon
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