Message from @Landmarx

Desty

2017-11-24 05:07:29 UTC

@Deleted User Someone never met electric doors and being autistic.

WeMaster

2017-11-24 07:09:31 UTC

Do the nazi's get paid by American burgoise to spread anti-communist propaganda??......yeh probably

Bill The Legionary

2017-11-24 15:21:04 UTC

Why did the chicken cross the road?
Well, you see, it’s actually quite complicated. It all started when the chicken’s wife began to cheat on him. Every day, when the chicken was at work, his wife would set up a Tinder date with other avian species. Her favorite tended to be the eagle, who she wanted to establish a long-term relationship with. For around three hours a day the chicken’s wife and her side bird would have rough, kinky sex in the chicken’s bed. Surprisingly, this went unnoticed by the chicken himself for nearly two years. One special Valentine’s Day, though, he decided to surprise his wife and came home from work a couple hours early. On the way back he picked up a bouquet of beautiful red roses and a box of only the fanciest chocolates. Upon arriving home, the chicken swung open his bedroom door to find his wife and the eagle doing it doggy style. While it certainly looked enjoyable, the chicken was very upset that his wife of several years decided he wasn’t enough and wanted more sex than he could provide. In shock, he dropped the bouquet and the chocolates to the floor, the elaborate wrapping crinkling and falling apart, and the box busting open a bit. The chicken’s face showed shock, then confusion, then anger. Meanwhile, the eagle flew out the window, and the chicken’s wife dropped to her knees, begging for forgiveness. The chicken had had enough. He pulled the pocket knife he always kept for safety out from his coat and ended his lost lover’s life with one slashing motion, the blade sliding through her jugular as if it were butter and the knife was red-hot. In his shock he had become a mindless, emotionless being, but as he slid back into reality, the gravity of what he had done hit him, and he fell to his knees. He immediately knew he had to end the pain, to end the confusion, to end the suffering. And there was only one way to do that. So the chicken looked for a road to cross, and saw a mental health facility across the street.

WeMaster

2017-11-24 15:23:54 UTC

@русский военачальник#9787 Comrade stalin, <:hrt:312036949453963264> where have you been!. <:pio:312034352588652544> ..we need you..<:pink:312036766825840640>