yea. I will post something so incredibly long that none of you will even try to post after me because it will be that long. and if you post after me your post will be unposted by the poster of posts of users and that is GOD. I have his number and your post will not exist if I wish it not be. I will continue writing until I am burned out and all my creativity has been poured in until I am a lifeless husk of skin and bones. Then I'll have my perfectly unhealthy brain right
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transported into a computer to slowly regenerate my powers. One side effect is amniesia and losing the ability to talk but i will stilll expresss mysself in writing or alternatly through a computer like stephen hawking. i will now say something so profound that you will want to relive your life. here it is. it's coming. wait for it, wait for it..... Wait some more. Wait a minute and the text i want you to read will appear out of nowhere. . ______________________________________________________________________________________________
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__________________________________ Don't cry over milk that wasn't spilled. That it right there! Isn't it amazingly profound? Doesn't cause a feeling of grief, regret, sadness, nostalgia, but also hope, and a wish to live yo life one more time? I know right? It's an amazing seven words that will redefine the very core of your moral beliefs that guide you consience that guides your life, that thing you want to live over right now. I will now post the lyrics of THRILLER by Michael Jackson. Get ready to sing! and Dance! And forget that this thread is to be the last person posting!
du ro do to du du
ow!
do to ru do ru to du
it close to midnight
and something evil is lurking in the dark
undre the moon light, you see a sight that almost stops your heart.
A Pulsing Braaaaiiin, looking at you while floating in air.
You start to freeeeeze, as the brain looks you right between your eyes
Youre paralyzed!
Cuz it's the living_, living_brain.
and no one's gonna save you from the thing that causes pain.
You know it's thriller, thriller night.
You're fighting for your life inside a killer, thriller, toniiiiighhht
You hear the door slam (BAM!) and realize ther....
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okay i'm done with that. so BAM.
Hee Hee.
Hoo Hoo.
*whistles*
You know, Gordon Freeman saved my life.
in the forest of the north
with a Khajjit to help him.
and different colored lights to help him finish this.
While saving me he had a need for speed
Like a G...TA
He was sly and infamous too.
behind him he left a battlefield
of modern warfare
while responding to the call of duty.
like an assassin of kings
with creed.
i was GLaDos that he saved me.
I was a hostage with others.
so in the end, everyone wins.
And by everyone I mean me.
*husk*