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A person who is one year old
most humans at this cant speak, read or write of course.
Are either cute af or just stupid.
Example : we were all 1 year old s.
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When all odds are stacked against you and you go into whatever situation or altercation you are facing and you KILL IT.
Man, I went into that interview with a cane and 1 nut and walked out with a sick job.
When one needs to use a public restroom to take a #2 and finds that he is not alone. Because he is too embarrassed to take a shit while another is present, that individual fakes to use a urinal until the other person leaves the restroom and then switches to a toilet for a #2.
Man 1: I had to take a massive dump today while I was in class.
Man 2: OK?
Man 1: So I walked out of class and went to the restroom. And when I was in there someone else was there as well. So I faked like I was pissing in the urinal until he left and did the 1, 2 switcheroo.
Group fiction 1 was the official and first name of the community Class of 3000 fanfiction. This was a safe for work group written fan-fiction started by mod Jillian on the biggest known class of 3000 discord server that quickly turned not-safe-for-work. This featured Kam having intercourse with a transgenderred Eddie, Eddie having intercourse with Tamika, Tamika having intercourse with Madison and Eddie, Eddie doing unspeakable things with Tamika and a cake, Philly Phil having intecouse with Kim, and the poorly written butt sex or anal sex part that gave the fan-fiction a new name.
Person 1: "I'm writing a fan-fiction"
Person 2: "It better not be like group fiction 1!"
Vilmer Andersson had always been a gifted artist. Ever since he was a child, he had a talent for capturing the world around him on paper. His drawings were so detailed and vivid that they seemed to come to life.
But one day, the world changed. Monsters appeared, creatures that no one had ever seen before. They were fierce and unstoppable, and they quickly overran the world. People were forced to flee their homes and hide in fear, never knowing when the monsters would find them.
Vilmer was one of the lucky ones. He had managed to escape to a small cabin in the woods, far away from the cities where the monsters had taken over. But he couldn't just sit and wait for help to arrive. He knew he had to do something.
That's when he had an idea. What if he used his artistic talent to fight the monsters? He grabbed his sketchbook and began to draw. He drew pictures of the monsters, studying their every detail. And as he drew, he realized something incredible: his drawings had power. They could bring the monsters to life, but in a different way than he had ever imagined.
Vilmersson pt 1 is also known as the first text of the thrilling adventures of Vilmer Andersson
Something to compare a lie to because the square root of -1 doesn't exist.
You: "My girlfriend is having a party at her house tonight"
Me: "What is her address, square root of -1 Bootleg Boulevard?"
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