stop it

Happiest of birthdays to the thiccest gypsy man

Hi, it's me Hilarious, but you can call me Hil. And also sometimes im not rude... i just have a cruel sence of humor... People who get on my nerves are going to pay ALOT. I'm not a guy that you can harm with words and kill me in a game, so this won't work for ya. Here's a phrase that i think Im the only one who understood it "Life means death, death means life". So... that's all i could tell you... Now i have to kill you (Not really lol)... Anyways this is ME. Love me or hate me i dont care.
Many people dont get what a noob is... Safechatters aren't always noobs.
They might be newbies...
Newbie = A person thats just new to a game
Noob = A kid that didin't got a life and has nothing to do just to annoy people
Also... Life's my battlefield, i fight on it everyday... I will rip off bones... I will cut thru human flesh, just to stay alive...
ⒽⓀ➋➋...

This goes out to all the people that play Zarp and once trusted me with everything.
on the 1st of September i was sent a program by a player from another server outside of this community that allows you to bunny hop in any server.
as no one was Rping i just started hopping trying to jump from roof to roof Chute and Redpowder i told them immediately i had the hack but that i did not use it on the zarp server. That right there was a straight up lie. I indeed use it on the server and i do regret using it.
I knew that they could see that i used a hack because i had acces to the anti cheat my self and i could see that i successfully Bhopped 8 times multiple times in a row. I kept on the lie Because i panicked. I have ADHD and Assperger syndrome, i want to tell every one this is not a excuse and i will never use my disorder and syndrome as a excuse I have sinned and i have Confessed and i will take what ever punishment will be given to me
Break a rule break a leg Today i break a leg

Just thinking about having wild, unprotected sex with rapper MF DOOM gets me all hot and bothered. Here’s how I imagine it playing out:

I step into a spacious bedroom, wearing my finest male lingerie. Standing before me is UK born rapper MF DOOM, donned only in his signature mask. Looking down from his face, I see cascades of supple chocolate flesh, nearly obscuring his sizeable uncut member.

I bite my lip lustfully.

“Should we get this thing started?” I ask.

Without saying a word, DOOM raises one of his scrumptious sausage fingers, and points to a vintage radio on his bed side table. In an irresistible monotone, he says:

“To treat my meat I need a couple tunes on during intercourse, the sheets I skeet see what I mean; the tunes brings up my inner sauce.”

Understanding what he means completely, I dash over to the dusty radio and turn it on. Although I expect some sultry RnB to set the mood, the only noise that comes from the radio is from vintage marvel serials. Looking over, I can see DOOM’s ♥♥♥♥ grow longer as he hears the audio. He stares at me hungrily.

”Get on the bed, Ted, I know it’s crude but raise your fatty. Get on my ♥♥♥♥ (head), I’ll use the lube to pass it fastly.”