YUGO |
YUGO LABS |
ALSO WIK |
young man | |
how many times must i tell you to chisel your beef?
whytwenceforth must u this jibba-jabba?
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-06-14 02:18:03 | |
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twelve canteens | |
west point vs. chocolate. west point vs. chocolate. i kind of want west point, but the decision is obvious. chocolate pairs so much better with grape cellar. and west point is sort of like the isomer of mint chocolate | |
Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-06-14 02:01:39 | |
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mice | |
i'm not here to try to debate this anymore okay the liability counter is too high and the threat level needs to be reassessed for all plants at least for Nebraska | |
Posted by mouses @ 2020-06-13 23:46:08 | |
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Bug Incident | |
This is a Real Bug Incident from the Front Lines.
There have been some Bugs By The Roof when I've Gotten In My Car and there were Shit Tonnes Of 'Em, they were Flying By My Window, A Lot. Already, i am tired of this capitalization gag and i am going to dispense with it. during a routine seasonal cleaning of my unit, a roof bug was discovered to have entered the premesisises. the roof bugs had been watched with some mild concern, but in recent days, they seem to have thinned out, but, now, this direct incursion. the roof bugs are an unspecified specieiseseses. possibly wasp, bee, fly, or Something Else. it may not even be a roof bug, come to think of it! i'll have to report this to tactical anyways, shit, it's in here. it's buzzing around the skylight. this is ten feet above me, easy. he's fortified his position. meanwhile, i have neither flyswatter, nor electric fly tennis racquet. i am defenseless. thankfully, i spent a summer staying at an infected mushroom song, and there, i learned about buddhism. my training took over and i decided to let bug be bug... for now. because, i have sterlite plastic drawers caked in three months of dust to clean, ok? you can have the skylight for now, bug. i finish cleaning the s.p.d. and return it to its bedside manner. i spot the vacuum, lying there from when darth vacuum had vanquished three months of dust bunnies from behind the s.p.d. the vacuum the vacuum i wheel over the vacuum; plug the cord into a different outlet to give myself more mobility. i slowly try a practice reach. shit, the hose isn't long enough. i stand the vaccum up on its ass... and, it is still not long enough. to get to even the lowest zones of the skylight, i will have to hold the vaccuum off the ground with one hand so i can overcome the hose shortage. with the other: reach higher with my metal proboscis the vacuum is heavy, and if i want range, i have to lift it up more and more. clearly, this is physical enough that i can't go in casually. i eye it from the floor below. bug is so far up i can't quite tell what it is, even still. bee? wasp? other? does it sting? is it a roof bug? bugs work the edges, like suckaz (otherwise known as mice) and sure enough, eventually, i see him working down to an edge that almost, kinda is in reach. it really comes down to inches. i am vaguely familiar with the event horizon of my vacuum's nozzle, but there are unknown variables, like the bug's speed and maneuvering capabilities. so, really, i am keenly watching him work his way down, and when is it in the zone where i can get him? i wait patiently. i could probably get him now. if he turns around, i'll go. otherwise, just wait... let him keep going. sensing my intentions, he takes wing! shit! i fire up the vacuum. held aloft by my left arm, it twitches like a fish from the motor's spinup torque. i stretch to my tiptoes and hoist the vacuum to the stars, straining the fuck get the bug fuck he's out of range. he's back in range. he moved, but he's still in range then, there is this magic moment, when i can literally see i have him. bug is suspended in the vacuums event horizon; motionless. frozen in perfect balance with the forces of life and death. a lesser man might have lost his focus in such a deeply metaphorical moment, but i used my toes to jump a bit and ....scchphwunt. |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-05-23 22:44:20 | |
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tophat prophat | |
top hat tophat pop hat pophat prophat e-hat read dat out of teh blu hat red hat green hat cat hat 2 phat 2 phly tall hat rat hat top fat eat that bat gnat phat phat hop tap rat tat a tat slat the hat flap hat phlap fhat top hat tophat tohpat pat hat tpop that top hat two hat two top flap jack hat rack bat cat cop hat top dat hat two fat. | |
Posted by shitbowl @ 2020-05-19 17:05:17 | |
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egg instructions | |
egg of yolk the olk of yegg, eggwell shawl and fall and foil, spin and froth and boil with flame, now it eat, with mouth; not leg. |
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Posted by TRIANGUL THE ALMIGHTY @ 2020-05-15 01:44:09 | |
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QUANTUM LARD | |
Fallen like straw with a pig in a millow, Gibbons have trumpets like ferrets in berets; |
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Posted by TRIANGUL THE ALMIGHTY @ 2020-05-04 00:01:10 | |
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cccombo | |
xltfx jfxbpq lsdfjkl; ababiabbiabba idspispopjkl; porntipsqwertyzardo |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-04-21 04:41:33 | |
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gotta bbrd for my fethaers | |
mm there are some excellent flavours of birds around here, all the good ones like Grapefruit and Beetle.e.e.e.e.e.e.e.e.e.e. divided by too much infonumeration. But that ain't me main line of einquiery, old chapel. got jinxed? try a man who will do a thing |
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Posted by TRIANGUL THE ALMIGHTY @ 2020-04-16 15:21:06 | |
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Welcome to my rabs | |
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Posted by shitbowl @ 2020-04-13 15:02:40 | |
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gnote to self | |
feddle pork spinerettes risk underachieve that which thud. April 96, April 96, April 96, April 96, April 96, April 96, /// 8
raised the the spittles of a henlo protectron. mixed wigs, in surging tides, for atmosphere. a general sense of cactus. if i could be wicked candid, well, nevermind |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-04-12 01:23:18 | |
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press briefing for update | |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-04-02 04:50:19 | |
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recovered fragment | |
you and me and a buick two done stuck up in a glitch like druic glue give digital twitch the ditch mu mu |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-03-30 22:35:35 | |
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what is it | |
It is a LETTUCE or is it a CABBAGE or a LETTUCE LIKE CABBAGE or a CABBAGE LIKE LETTUCE | |
Posted by mouses @ 2020-03-28 01:15:22 | |
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i'll let you in on a little secret | |
i am a distinguished gentleman. during the coronavirus outbreak, i care about the the important things:
i also try to keep my mind on things that matter, like perfecting my eggy toast technique, patching moogs, and pondering cancelling my amazon prime subscription, because the heck good is it now? however, i worry that cancelling my amazon prime may contribute to the collapse of the economy, and as it is possible i may make it to retirement age, i also worry about the economy. because i worry about things i care about, and the economy is important. the care is economy. i economy about the care. the stock market; my eggy toast. perhaps, if i perfect my technique, it could bail out wall street |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-03-26 01:29:33 | |
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typical reaction to riced out yugo | |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-03-24 04:19:53 | |
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pisinsn it downw out ther | |
You hear that sound? Out there, that’s the sound of water falling from the sky. It’s not supposed to do that, but someone left the bath-plug in upstairs, and now it’s fucking pissing down from overflowing. I’m gonna get my lawyer onto this guy, thinking he’s funny with his water-distribution antics. Well, I won’t take it a moment more. Fuck you, Sky Water Distributor, and all that you stand for and represent. I do not wish to partake in your practical joke of water fuckery, because it is simply not permissable, because it is simply water-pissable. So, to clarify -- which I ppresume is necessary -- there is no power on this Erarth which will prevent me from fucking up your bathtub, evil virus of Satan whomst insists on throwing water at us all.. I have a CHID, you know. My child oes not like this sc | |
Posted by TRIANGUL THE ALMIGHTY @ 2020-03-22 01:39:53 | |
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Required cremes | |
gentleman I'm writing you 'cause I fucked I'm in the fucking shit
Somebody jump in my computer server |
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Posted by shitbowl @ 2020-03-08 17:54:40 | |
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information is serious business | |
the store wasn't convenient for Tesco LaTone (the man named after the convenience store in which he was conceived), and the only other conceivable location was located across the bar from a rather foul-tempered robot, who, despite his disposition, would always overpour. a guy who was the guy for some other guy that does stuff, he needed this guy fixed down at the department of elbow grease.
i had just the thing: the department of elbow grease had a contract with pepsi, and employees were forbidden to drink coke, discuss coke, snort coke, tweet about coke, or snort tweets about coke. bottomless linda had herself a job down at the department of elbow grease, and knew that that guy (no the other one [no the other one {no the other one}]) left his password on a post it note on the monitor, and that the password was SEXPARAKEET420, and that he probably, like, uses the password for all that shit, and, like, THANK GAWD you're gonna fix him because he's always starin' at my behind and then pretending like he was thinking about a related rates problem from the night calculus class he's taking, as if adding "night" to calculus makes it cooler, well, actually i guess it does, but, like, ugh, get into number theory or something that's why they called her bottomless linda. not only did i get the information i wanted, i got a lot more besides i pulled an origami crane out of my pocket, and slid it over to Tesco LaTone. he nodded. "if this werks," he drawled, "i gotcha 50,000 youtube followers." i nodded. "would. you. like. some. more ?!" the robot bartender interjected. "always," i replied. |
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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2020-02-07 00:39:43 | |
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GERG | |
GEREG. IT IS SO COLD I PASSED OUT YUGO BLOWING IN MY HANDS. THE DATAS HAS NOT BEEN FOUND. GEREG. THE DRESS WAS MERELY REFRACTING THE LIGHT GOD GAVE IT; COLOUR IS A HUMAN FALACY DRESS DONT CCARE. GEREG. GERG. | |
Posted by shitbowl @ 2020-01-22 17:33:37 | |
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