the devil posted in byob, he was looking for a soul to steal he offered whistlin and ventriloquism but he didn't offer any good deals well he came across a poster, posting "my dudes" in the wednesday thread and he tapped away at his keyboard, a clatterin sound to wake the dead "i bet you didn't know it, but i'm a poster too" "i post the most from coast to coast, and i can post better than you" "now you post a pretty good thread, boy, and i'm glad you're having fun" "how bout postin with the devil, and we'll see who's number one?" well that poster said "no way man, that's totally unchill" "i'm posting just for love of the game, i do it for the thrill" "the wednesday frog, my posting pals, that chill-rear end hammock cat" he said "if you like to post man, why don't you just do that?" well the devil fumed and the devil spat, and he called that poster a nerd but the poster smiled and tipped his hat, and typed out "haha, word?" the devil kept on posting but he was starting to feel ill everyone knows how this story goes, the devil had zero chill. OH postin on the forums, having fuuuuuun goin outside to chill in the suuuuuun whatever comes to your heeeeead comedy sixer when you go to beeeeed well the devil learnt his lesson, or so i like to think he decided fire and brimstone made quite an awful stink he threw down his pitchfork, he let some imps take charge and now he posts in lavender and teal where the posters quest for marge owlhawk911 fucked around with this message at 18:50 on Oct 1, 2020
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