SoyBooru
'c0rdsissy btw
too white. he must not be a pure blooded tvrk
gemmy
they don't make
tvrkgemmys
the same way they used to :wilted_rose:
Turkey'S 25% of are white cry about it noon
antiswarthy
jimbrap
nas coal
IAS gem
I hate you , Im only hate you
You love me, Youre many love me
antiswarthy
who could this be?
...D
...A
jimbrap
jimbrap
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EPIC DANGEROUS BRAP ^
how do you get the voices to be so expressive on elevenlabs? I need to know your secret
There's some funny references. I thought the AR-15 would lead to something else though. Thank goodness Chvd got his own RD.
GEEEEEEG
>update me now, you Linux bitch
GEEEEEEG
a loud brap ^
button mash's mom? chudjak got good taste
@Chud: kiss yourself horsefucker
can we have part2 pls
GEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEM
I wish there were more jaktoks. This one's pretty funny and it's been years since a good one was made.
Hello op can i ask what is this
@TermiteSilva: i dont know
Hi I am Warrior Z and I am pushing 20 mess with me and my gang and we'll do you dirty! (copy and paste this comment to show Warrior Z your support! he won and defeated all redditors in a debate, copy and paste so he won't be next after his gf Trevor and Dunchenman)
hunky beast sex machine
jimbrap
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@antiswarthy: Is that the only thing you can think about, raping microscopic beings?
Just admit that your pecker is tiny already, isswarthy
Just admit that your pecker is tiny already, isswarthy
isnt that yellow triangle a MAP symbol?
nusois are diddybluds kek
nusois are diddybluds kek
geg
gem
jimbrap gang
Gom
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Jimbo
^ chud1 is gemmy just like mi
brazilian tyrone
youre a obssesed greedy person and baiter and should kiss yourself, brazil is gemmy
jimbrap
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>superpower bangladesh will conquer evropa and bring back al andalus
Pepperald?
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@Warrior-Z: Fatman, look donut over there!
@Warrior-Z:
It's your copypasta style, chill out, you were the one that spammed it 99% of the time
You said that + you stopped spamming on your account right after you became a janny
You made the same "shifting the burden fallacy" before, that doesn't mean that I was right by making that same fallacy but whatever, you still didn't prove that I was a c0rder for simply saying "janny roles"
It's your copypasta style, chill out, you were the one that spammed it 99% of the time
>data of this statement
You said that + you stopped spamming on your account right after you became a janny
You made the same "shifting the burden fallacy" before, that doesn't mean that I was right by making that same fallacy but whatever, you still didn't prove that I was a c0rder for simply saying "janny roles"
@Chud:
See? Look at the keyword, son.
And why cant it be external to that as well?
Okay what's gonna be the argument behind that? I am asking you for the argument or evidencce or you have no basis.
@Astrofene:
>you were
See? Look at the keyword, son.
>you stopped spamming on your account right after you became a janny
And why cant it be external to that as well?
>You made the same
Okay what's gonna be the argument behind that? I am asking you for the argument or evidencce or you have no basis.
@Astrofene:
@Warrior-Z: conclusion, we both accused eachother of doing random stuff (i accused you of spamming and you accused me of being a c0rder) without any empirical evidence
you are all specialed
Fuck lemon
Fuck warrior-z
jimbrap
MOISTnoon
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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.
We gather with heavy hearts to remember Antiswarthy-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, Antiswarthy 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. Antiswarthy did not pretend. He was who he was.
Tragically, Antiswarthy 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.