Joe Rogan's DMT Pipe
 
 
๐ˆ ๐€๐Œ ๐๐€๐’๐„๐ƒ
I love to go onto the internet and ๐— ๐—”๐—ž๐—˜ ๐—ฃ๐—˜๐—ข๐—ฃ๐—Ÿ๐—˜ ๐—จ๐—ฃ๐—ฆ๐—˜๐—ง because they are ๏ผฐ๏ผต๏ผณ๏ผณ๏ผฉ๏ผฅ๏ผณ
๐•€ ๐”ธ๐•„ ๐”ธ ๐•‚๐•€โ„•๐”พ
๋งค์šฐ ํฌ๊ท€ํ•œ ๋„์ „ ๊ณผ์ œ ์ „์‹œ๋Œ€
์ตœ๊ทผ ํ™œ๋™
๊ธฐ๋ก์ƒ 584์‹œ๊ฐ„
๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰์œผ๋กœ ํ”Œ๋ ˆ์ดํ•œ ๋‚ ์งœ: 2024๋…„ 9์›” 26์ผ
๊ธฐ๋ก์ƒ 1,249์‹œ๊ฐ„
๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰์œผ๋กœ ํ”Œ๋ ˆ์ดํ•œ ๋‚ ์งœ: 2024๋…„ 9์›” 25์ผ
๊ธฐ๋ก์ƒ 6.1์‹œ๊ฐ„
๋งˆ์ง€๋ง‰์œผ๋กœ ํ”Œ๋ ˆ์ดํ•œ ๋‚ ์งœ: 2024๋…„ 9์›” 24์ผ
Farkanna 2024๋…„ 1์›” 30์ผ ์˜ค์ „ 12์‹œ 10๋ถ„ 
You will never be a real incel. You have no autism, you have no negative canthal tilt, you have no deep seated emotional resentment. You are a well-adjusted man twisted by irony and memes into a crude mockery of a stone cold virgin.

Women are utterly smitten with you. Thousands of years of evolution have allowed women to sniff out chads with incredible efficiency. Even incels who โ€œpassโ€ look strong and charismatic to a woman. Your deep voice and good sense of humor are a dead giveaway. And even if you manage to earn a little online incel clout, you'll get cancelled the second your DMs get leaked and everybody gets a glimpse of the e-girls thirsting over you.

You wrench out a fake "tfw no gf" every single morning and tell yourself itโ€™s going to be miserable, but deep inside you feel the happiness creeping up like a weed, ready to bless you with unshakeable confidence. Every acquaintance for the rest of your life will know that you're a fakecel.
Samir Al-Hayjid 2020๋…„ 12์›” 12์ผ ์˜คํ›„ 9์‹œ 20๋ถ„ 
hey hey people
Gnome 2020๋…„ 2์›” 9์ผ ์˜ค์ „ 4์‹œ 07๋ถ„ 
great mod
sixtyeight 2019๋…„ 12์›” 27์ผ ์˜ค์ „ 9์‹œ 19๋ถ„ 
+1 great modder! keep up the good work
Farkanna 2019๋…„ 7์›” 10์ผ ์˜คํ›„ 11์‹œ 07๋ถ„ 
HI LOVE
แƒฆ ๐“›โฒโฒ“โฒ›โฒ‰โฒฉ โœณ 2018๋…„ 11์›” 10์ผ ์˜คํ›„ 7์‹œ 43๋ถ„ 
๐Ÿ’™ -- ๐Ÿ’— -- ๐Ÿ”‹ -- ๐Ÿ“’ -- ๐Ÿ’Ž -- ๐Ÿฅ— -- ๐Ÿ‘ƒ -- ๐ŸŒ -- ๐Ÿš— -- ๐ŸŽ -- ๐Ÿ‘น -- โ›ณ -- ๐Ÿณ -- ๐Ÿš˜ -- ๐ŸŠ
Proposed Country & Western Song Titles
I Don't Mind If You Lie to Me, As Long As I Ain't Lyin' Alone
I Wouldn't Take You to a Dog Fight Even If I Thought You Could Win
If You Leave Me, Walk Out Backwards So I'll Think You're Comin' In
Since You Learned to Lip-Sync, I'm At Your Disposal
My John Deere Was Breaking Your Field, While Your Dear John Was
Breaking My Heart
Don't Cry, Little Darlin', You're Waterin' My Beer
Tennis Must Be Your Racket, '


๐Ÿ“’ -- ๐ŸŒธ -- ๐Ÿ˜บ -- ๐Ÿฅ’ -- ๐Ÿ’— -- ๐Ÿ‘” -- ๐Ÿง -- ๐Ÿ€ -- ๐Ÿ’› -- ๐Ÿ“— -- ๐Ÿ‘พ -- ๐ŸŒณ -- ๐Ÿ’„ -- ๐Ÿ‘‘ -- ๐Ÿ’ƒ