08-29-2025, 03:02 PM
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08-29-2025, 03:02 PM
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08-29-2025, 09:30 PM
I appreciate the old-school Cubs baseball imagery.
Course clear! You got a card.
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08-30-2025, 05:03 PM
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11-10-2025, 08:42 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-10-2025, 08:46 PM by NowhereMan.)
What is drusx? That is a good question. Some people may say it is some sort of chemical substance, but that's not it at all. It's a way borrow the sold's shop destined fortune. The alchemy of shopped and chopped wood to build a playpin for Kim. Or Sally. Or Tony. Or the gingerly patron of the saint's last moonshine. Drunk in the solitude of French women's pools.
So what is drusx? It's reality on the moon. It's something other than the state of control. It's all the things in the attic you never thought you'd see again. It's the basement's womb. The classic living room's mop of vacuum pudding. ![]() It's the melodic symphony playing down the street, you can hear it, but you don't know where its coming from. A backyard party? No. It's the collision of swords when the majestic knight and the pirate are crossing swords. It's the whiskers of the kitten's last poodle. Majesty. Missiles of molly. EDM backseeds. But remember, don't do drugs. Take my word from it, from Rachel Leigh Cook. Actually, do all the drugs. I mean, don't do it. Just kidding. If the guy at the concert offers you a hit of something, remember to give him a slap on the buttocks. This is a football locker-room afterall. ![]() Pardon me, see, have you seen the polka dot giraffe? Yes? If you have you're on drugs, man. ![]() Imagine creations beyond the aspect of mind altering substances, but rather, a mind altering reality based on your creativity and imagination alone. I believe fangames are good for that. Just remember, you must be 21 to buy whiskey. But you can be any age to post cool sh*t on the Internet!!!!!!!!!!!! Too bad this sucks!!!!!! You just had gushers man!!!!!!!! ![]() So what is drusx? Get your weird on man!!!!!!!!! Create a new reality!!!!!! ![]() You don't need drugs to try drusx!!!!!!!!! This message is brought to you by the council of forest fires. ![]() ****Please lock this topic or delete it if it too much for MFGG lol ![]()
11 hours ago
Moisture was in the air again. Lampposts were shining bright. I ignited the eye brows of my solitude.
![]() Was this really the way the cookie crumbles? Or was it all just a nightmare of teenage love? The brightest pole is the brightest enigma. You know what I mean? The birthday of soul. The soul's man's blues. You choose. The factory is making candles again. The ones that smell like peaches. I am alarmed when the Yoda said, "Beguiled is my worst. Best of my abilities. Do you feel like changing the spirit of the clash? The wardrobe of my knees and pain?" I looked at him in the eyes and said, "How do you do it?" I questioned him with sincerity. He replied, "Nobody knows how to do it, only I have the answers of my depth. All you get is the wisdom of my word." Then I left and headed towards to the moonshine bar. There I saw her. The girl of my dreams. Betsy Ross. ![]() Then there was delight. And then I looked at the exit. There was what seemed to be a pool of blood coming through the ground opening beneath the door. What happened? ![]() And then I woke up. It was all a dream. I looked next to me, and my beautiful girlfriend slept on her side. ![]() And then I asked her, "How do you do?" and she picked up her banana and replied, "The Donkey Kong way." And I thought to myself, 'who worships in the morning dew, not you?' But I didn't say it out loud. Instead I said, "Mourning is my keeper. Build me up, buttercup." Then I turned on the stereo and played my favorite song.... ![]() |
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