#ouija
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WORD
2
I have no idea why Bro keeps getting bullied by everyone, but I like it.
love it

ouija start "The best German invention is __, it was made with the power of Deutsche Wissenschaft
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ouija start "The best German invention is __, it was made with the power of Deutsche Wissenschaft w 1
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ouija start "The best German invention is __, it was made with the power of Deutsche Wissenschaft w 3
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ouija start "The best German invention is __, it was made with the power of Deutsche Wissenschaft" w1
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Please provide either l or letter for a letter based ouija or w or word for a word based ouija.
ouija start "The best German invention is __, it was made with the power of Deutsche Wissenschaft" w 1
WORD
1
The best German invention is __, it was made with the power of Deutsche Wissenschaft
pudding
goodbye
WORD
1
The best German invention is pudding , it was made with the power of Deutsche Wissenschaft
ouija start "The best thing to do on GLaD is __" w 1
WORD
1
The best thing to do on GLaD is __
leaving
GLaD
and
banning
broob,
even
when
you're
whipping
your
cream
with
broob's
creamwhippers
goodbye
WORD
1
The best thing to do on GLaD is leaving GLaD and banning broob, even when you're whipping your cream with broob's creamwhippers
ouija start "Acid made me so happy by introducing __ into my life." l 1
LETTER
1
Acid made me so happy by introducing __ into my life.
f
i
s
h
n
t
w
o
r
k
e
n
a
n
d
b
i
n
g
u
s
goodbye
LETTER
1
Acid made me so happy by introducing fishnetworken and bingus into my life.
Thank u @full vault for my fishnetworken and bingus.

Thank u @full vault for my fishnetworken and bingus.

wait @full vault why didn't I get any fishnetworken and bingus
don't give up
WORD
1
Jeff Bezos is __.
Amazon's
stinky
dealer
and
we
signed
up
to
kill
every
aphids
in
Kyrgyzstan
,his
big
chonky
home
agreed
to
supply
the
Argentinian
pesticides
with
tepid
hot
chocolate,
tamales
included
WORD
1
Jeff Bezos is Amazon's stinky sugar dealer and we signed up to kill every aphids in Kyrgyzstan ,his big chonky home agreed to supply the Argentinian pesticides with tepid hot chocolate, tamales included ,wow! .

ouija start "Ouijas like this are the reason why __" w 2
WORD
2
Ouijas like this are the reason why __
we need
to ban
broobing broobmans
for being
WORD
2
Ouijas like this are the reason why we need to ban broobing broobmans for being broobing broobmans


ouija start "Syro __ Arrem." w 1
WORD
1
Syro __ Arrem.
cleans,
therefore
Syro
is
a
cleaner.
One
pee
later,
we
drive
to
Memgi
to
search
for
Goodbye
WORD
1
Syro cleans, therefore Syro is a cleaner. One pee later, we drive to Memgi to search for Arrem.
Nooo that's so short
Are you dissatisfied with my goodbying
You can always start the same prompt again but including all the words we added in the last round
😔 i want to see a full story every once in a while
with 3+ words per message you can get some really long texts
yeah the 3 words one is a lot of fun
I also liked the one that increased 1 word for each new message
Oh wait can we do that lol
Ohh I see
ouija start "I've been __ these last days." w 2
WORD
2
I've been __ these last days.
eating some
of Polp's
Arrem Specialsâ„¢,
some eclairs,
dead parrots,
ew wtf,
why do
good arrems
not last?
Why must
all Broseidons
be so
durable and
musty and
taste like
aromatic, savoury
ranchy mac
and cheese
with ketchup?
Whenever I
lick a
Broseidon, my
Spidey Sense
urges me
to commit
the heinous
Crimeâ„¢, which
consists of
dipping my
deep fried
Sausage into
the crematorium.
Goodbye
WORD
2
I've been eating some of Polp's Arrem Specialsâ„¢, some eclairs, dead parrots, ew wtf, why do good arrems not last? Why must all Broseidons be so durable and musty and taste like aromatic, savoury ranchy mac and cheese with ketchup? Whenever I lick a Broseidon, my Spidey Sense urges me to commit the heinous Crimeâ„¢, which consists of dipping my deep fried Sausage into the crematorium. these last days.
Alya 
Noooo i thought we were done
It's so good though 
I think it confuses Alya when I use the dots and she panics.
That is TRUE
I said goodbye because i saw the dot and i thought the sentence is done
🫂 ahahaha
👀.
CRUEL

..
ouija start "__" w 3
WORD
3
__
Once upon a
time, there was
a man who
was a stinky
man who was
known by one
man who was
a man who
was called only
James. James was
a man who
has the ability
to be a
Master James, who
can reverse the
's relative time
over velocity squared,
resulting in a
man who is
neither James nor
a man who
identifies as James,
but is a
man who is
stinky yet capable
of being a
master steak baster
,which bedeutet, dass
er ein gutes
stinkendes Mädchen ist
, und deshalb
hat er mich
nie „James“ genannt
. Und das
ist terrible, because
James is the
man who was
chosen to be
me, and therefore
Knots is now
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Once upon a time, there was a man who was a stinky man who was a man who was called only James. James was a man who has the ability to be a Master James, who can reverse the James May's cheese 's relative time over velocity squared, resulting in a man who is neither James nor a man who identifies as James, but is a man who is stinky yet capable of being a master steak baster ,which bedeutet, dass er ein gutes stinkendes Mädchen ist , und deshalb hat er mich nie „James“ genannt . Und das ist terrible, because James is the man who was chosen to be me, and therefore Knots is now ending this ouija.
Lmaooo the language shift is awesome
"gutes"? Really? I suck at nouns
So I went with Mädchen
lmao i went with neutral because we were talking about steaks
Yeah, I considered following up with Steak
But then I didn't know what to say afterwards 
Can we produce a text so huge that the bot will be unable to post the whole thing?
There's a limit
But let's try it
we want to make the longest story possible
ouija start "Once upon a time, __" w 5
WORD
5
Once upon a time, __
"no no no no no"
said the daft mosquito to
his big greasy buddy named
Brobert Broseph Broseidon Broman, the
third of his name. Then
a different mosquito called Boopdeepbeepgharpfloopteeeeeepgherbofaaaaacheerfoggleboggledingodangomootmootfeepleepwoopdoop
swoops in and bites his
little pet dog that then
throws the dog into a
bottomless pit in order to
,who already regrets this command
and should leave the server.
By "server", I mean the
vast realm he very desperately
clings to with every thread
of silk that Boopdeepbeepgharpfloopteeeeeepgherbofaaaaacheerfoggleboggledingodangomootmootfeepleepwoopdoop produces
which can be used for
the manufacturing of various textiles.
The textile company, Arremwonderfulfibroussilkandstuffforvariousclothingstufferinosandstafferinas, was
founded in 1954 by former
governor of Maine Broobaliciousbroobertbroobmansbroobybitchidiotbroobobroobertbrooballybroobobroobyduck McBroobyfucktoadshitfacemansannoyingfuckingshitwhyhasnteveryoneblockedhimhonestlybrooballybroob
,who was definitely not the
US president of the same
name, President Broanjritguaharustulislagipanjangbangetudanhguadugaharuskopipastduluanjritnamanyabroterusapalagiyaadajinsaktidanpemungutjamur Brooberatoradministrasinomorsatudiseluruhduniakebrobraniandanbroperkudaanyangpalingmanjurmaknyosedunia, who
won the election against Mr.
Qwargabargalopperdoopgoop Jigglybanditsappydap, who lost because
Mr. Qwargabargalopperdoopgoop Jigglybanditsappydap committed sin,
namely he sneaked into the
Great Haram Babylon Palace, which
Alya rules over with an
iron fist of doom and
boots made for walking. Alya
crushes all that stands between
calico cat and börek, and
her little pet dog named
"I have been cremated, father"
.Why that name, you ask?
Why, silly child, it's because
when the aforementioned US president
tried to play Extreme Pinball,
he accidentally dropped the ball
onto foreign soil, causing the
worst wildfire of the 20th
century. Didn't make me supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.
Then this vile man decided
to once again reappear to
burn whoever chooses to be
the president of a country
while being a dog. Thus,
that could have been avoided
if he had only ate
mac and cheese with ketchup
before the sun set on
Maine and blame Spain for
the rain on the plain.
My momma once told me
that evil is born from
ketchup mac and cheese, and
it spreads so quickly that
we cannot contain it within
the designated time period; now
that 100 years have passed,
we once again revisit the
forbidden land of Maine to
witness the aftermath of the
insane event where seventy-five angry
presidents from all around the
nursery power ranger megamorphed into
one giant president fusion, called
Roggleboggledingolingowoopsiedoopsiefuckiewuckiegherkinmansgherklovergoopitydoopitygoopdoop C. G. Li, and
destroyed an entire city. This
displaced thousands of residents, and
made some grandmas homeless, resulting
in Roggleboggledingolingowoopsiedoopsiefuckiewuckiegherkinmansgherklovergoopitydoopitygoopdoop losing the next
round of bingo. Upset, Roggleboggledingolingowoopsiedoopsiefuckiewuckiegherkinmansgherklovergoopitydoopitygoopdoop
stepped down from office and
proceeded to spontaneously implode. The
WORD
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Once upon a time, "no no no no no" said the daft mosquito to his big greasy buddy named Brobert Broseph Broseidon Broman, the third of his name. Then a different mosquito called Boopdeepbeepgharpfloopteeeeeepgherbofaaaaacheerfoggleboggledingodangomootmootfeepleepwoopdoop swoops in and bites his little pet dog that then throws the dog into a bottomless pit in order to pay tribute to earth god ,who already regrets this command and should leave the server. By "server", I mean the vast realm he very desperately clings to with every thread of silk that Boopdeepbeepgharpfloopteeeeeepgherbofaaaaacheerfoggleboggledingodangomootmootfeepleepwoopdoop produces which can be used for the manufacturing of various textiles. The textile company, Arremwonderfulfibroussilkandstuffforvariousclothingstufferinosandstafferinas, was founded in 1954 by former governor of Maine Broobaliciousbroobertbroobmansbroobybitchidiotbroobobroobertbrooballybroobobroobyduck McBroobyfucktoadshitfacemansannoyingfuckingshitwhyhasnteveryoneblockedhim
honestlybrooballybroob ,who was definitely not the US president of the same name, President Broanjritguaharustulislagipanjangbangetudanhguadugaharuskopipastduluanjritnamanyabroterusapalagiyaadajinsaktidanpemungutjamur Brooberatoradministrasinomorsatudiseluruhduniakebrobraniandanbroperkudaanyangpalingmanjurmaknyosedunia, who won the election against Mr. Qwargabargalopperdoopgoop Jigglybanditsappydap, who lost because Mr. Qwargabargalopperdoopgoop Jigglybanditsappydap committed sin, namely he sneaked into the Great Haram Babylon Palace, which Alya rules over with an iron fist of doom and boots made for walking. Alya crushes all that stands between calico cat and börek, and her little pet dog named "I have been cremated, father" .Why that name, you ask? Why, silly child, it's because when the aforementioned US president tried to play Extreme Pinball, he accidentally dropped the ball onto foreign soil, causing the worst wildfire of the 20th century. Didn't make me supercalifragilisticexpialidocious. Then this vil
e man decided to once again reappear to burn whoever chooses to be the president of a country while being a dog. Thus, he contracted an acute pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis that could have been avoided if he had only ate mac and cheese with ketchup before the sun set on Maine and blame Spain for the rain on the plain. My momma once told me that evil is born from ketchup mac and cheese, and it spreads so quickly that we cannot contain it within the designated time period; now that 100 years have passed, we once again revisit the forbidden land of Maine to witness the aftermath of the insane event where seventy-five angry presidents from all around the nursery power ranger megamorphed into one giant president fusion, called Roggleboggledingolingowoopsiedoopsiefuckiewuckiegherkinmansgherklovergoopitydoopitygoopdoop C. G. Li, and destroyed an entire city. This displaced thousands of residents, and made some grandmas homeless, resulting in Roggleboggledingolingowoopsiedoopsiefuckiewuckiegherkinmans
gherklovergoopitydoopitygoopdoop losing the next round of bingo. Upset, Roggleboggledingolingowoopsiedoopsiefuckiewuckiegherkinmansgherklovergoopitydoopitygoopdoop stepped down from office and proceeded to spontaneously implode. The enddity endy end end end.
oh son of a bitch he accounted for it 😔
lmfao
😔
We could've kept going for a week
the next one can be a week long
Okay an embed can have up to 25 fields, he's using 2 for the mode and quantifier, so that means 23 * 1024 characters is what you'd need.
Are we doing it?
Yes.
WORD
5
__
Behehe I won, fuck off
you gen z impostor amogus
with your stupid gen z
amongus chicken nugget szechuan sauce
billie eilish sussy baka tiktik
and blue hair, god I
want to dab on the
boomers and the pewdiepies and
those fucking good for nothings
who yeet the yeeting yeeter
amogus is sus sus amogus
big chungus then said heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy
AAAAYEYEAYYEAYA HEYEYEAYAYEYA I SAID HEY
WHAT'S GOING ON AND I
CRRRRYYYYYY WHEN ANGELS DESERVE TO
DIIIIIIIEEE, but in the end
i had to put down
my game and go live
on the internets where the
REAL impostors are. Oh, and
the gen z are actually
lizards but also they are
turtles and tortoises and testudines
,that is, reptiles in general
and reptiles in private too;
and i want you to
like turtles very very much
very very very very much
before the magic that happens
every saturday when they lay
down the law in the
small island country named Little
Nappy of the Happy Sappy
Pappy in the Dappy Rappy
.Why the name, you ask?
Well, a man called Wappy
Pappy decided that he was
the biggest, baddest cowboy in
Kalamazoo, and as such confabulated
with the Gesundheitsministeriumchef who enjoys
Eating Kohlrabi in places where
the Fliegenfischereiexperte and the Toilettenhausmeister
and our good friend ADMONLERNDB
Skydive and spit Kohlrabi on
the Großerchefmann in the Buchdruckereiemporium
,which is the perfect place
to also spucki on Boopdeepbeepgharpfloopteeeeeepgherbofaaaaacheerfoggleboggledingodangomootmootfeepleepwoopdoop
so no one wonders why
Arremski sometimes tells us that
he likes to wap bap
ba da dee da da
On days when there are
no more women in bathrooms
due to all the men
manspreading all over the urinals,
preventing women from using them
And mansplaining to them that
manspreading and mansplaining are mantertaining
Are fantastic forms of culture
and that women should also
not be allowed to do
what men aren't allowed to
but also what men are
not allowed to do. This
is simply outrageous and unnaceptable
in every possible way, and
it's unfair and i hate
this society where everything is
rough and course and gets
stuck in your throat when
It gets everywhere, not like
men after taking a piss
because post-piss men are like
Baby elephants who drink gatorade
in front of the alligators
who drink lemonade in front
of the lemons who drink
milk in front of the
cows who say "hey, what's
going on?" Twenty-five years and
one picosecond away from my
Life which is still trying
to recover after the manspreading
all over the spread out
buns out and sun's out
it's melting my face off
please help me I'm dying
I say as I suddenly
crave borgers and milkschack and
Chocolate cäck, when I hear
the elephants coming back for
Even more gatorade, greedy bastards
,alligators are all dried out
because we milked them to
provide milk for hungry babies'
death, but it wasn't enough
So instead we made cheesecake
with barbecue sauce, which was
low key disgusting ngl but
that was actually the point
As I highkey enjoy disgusting
filthy kinky raunchy barbecue cheesecake,
with sewer water and blueberry
Picked by my ancestors in
a small village named Little
Village. When I finished it,
I went to shop for
Bottle caps in Big Village
and also some of their
cheesecake steak sauce with some
clean water which I'd later
use to feed my giant
president who destroyed Normal-Sized Village
Then received a Nobel prize
for peace and love because
He loved peace and love
and nobel prizes. OH FUCK,
I SOFT-SERVED IN MY PANTS.
Now my wife won't let
me buy that train set,
or that super cool robot
penguin that shoots boom-boom missiles.
I have had my eye
For as long as I
remember but it was surgically
Enlarged in an attempt to
flirt with the local gentlemen
who are super into large
big big booty now you
ask "what about the eyes?"
as if I didn't know
that I'm not making any
sacrifices for you anymore. That
cow I slaughtered with my
bare hands was enough to
feed my friends and family
and my really hungry grandma
and for my occult rituals
and to power my cupboard
which runs on dead animals'
bones that must also smell
like my Timor-Leste neighbour who
kinda smells like those weird
rocks that grow on rooftops
and whisper suspiciously to strangers
telling them how they'll die.
They told me that I
would get run over by
A farming simulator tractor, and
Yoda and his gang of
Jedi younglings seeking revenge for
being murderer by an angry
mob of stormtroopers. I didn't
study for today's exam. Fuck
,now I gotta run to
the nearest döner shop and
avoid listening to the rocks
who keep telling me that
I'm gonna get run over
By falafel. Then I said
HEEEYAYAYEYAYYR HEYAYEYA I SAID HEY
What's going on and i
Wake up in the morning
And I step outside and
think about so many things
that plagued my childhood so,
Dammit ali now it's broken
yet we won't say goodbye
WORD
5
Behehe I won, fuck off you gen z impostor amogus with your stupid gen z amongus chicken nugget szechuan sauce billie eilish sussy baka tiktik and blue hair, god I want to dab on the boomers and the pewdiepies and those fucking good for nothings who yeet the yeeting yeeter amogus is sus sus amogus big chungus then said heyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy AAAAYEYEAYYEAYA HEYEYEAYAYEYA I SAID HEY WHAT'S GOING ON AND I CRRRRYYYYYY WHEN ANGELS DESERVE TO DIIIIIIIEEE, but in the end i had to put down my game and go live on the internets where the REAL impostors are. Oh, and the gen z are actually lizards but also they are turtles and tortoises and testudines ,that is, reptiles in general and reptiles in private too; and i want you to like turtles very very much very very very very much before the magic that happens every saturday when they lay down the law in the small island country named Little Nappy of the Happy Sappy Pappy in the Dappy Rappy .Why the name, you ask? Well, a man called Wappy Pappy decided that he
was the biggest, baddest cowboy in Kalamazoo, and as such confabulated with the Gesundheitsministeriumchef who enjoys Eating Kohlrabi in places where the Fliegenfischereiexperte and the Toilettenhausmeister and our good friend ADMONLERNDB Skydive and spit Kohlrabi on the Großerchefmann in the Buchdruckereiemporium ,which is the perfect place to also spucki on Boopdeepbeepgharpfloopteeeeeepgherbofaaaaacheerfoggleboggledingodangomootmootfeepleepwoopdoop so no one wonders why Arremski sometimes tells us that he likes to wap bap ba da dee da da On days when there are no more women in bathrooms due to all the men manspreading all over the urinals, preventing women from using them And mansplaining to them that manspreading and mansplaining are mantertaining Are fantastic forms of culture and that women should also not be allowed to do what men aren't allowed to but also what men are not allowed to do. This is simply outrageous and unnaceptable in every possible way, and it's unfair and i hate this society where ev
erything is rough and course and gets stuck in your throat when It gets everywhere, not like men after taking a piss because post-piss men are like Baby elephants who drink gatorade in front of the alligators who drink lemonade in front of the lemons who drink milk in front of the cows who say "hey, what's going on?" Twenty-five years and one picosecond away from my Life which is still trying to recover after the manspreading all over the spread out buns out and sun's out it's melting my face off please help me I'm dying I say as I suddenly crave borgers and milkschack and Chocolate cäck, when I hear the elephants coming back for Even more gatorade, greedy bastards ,alligators are all dried out because we milked them to provide milk for hungry babies' death, but it wasn't enough So instead we made cheesecake with barbecue sauce, which was low key disgusting ngl but that was actually the point As I highkey enjoy disgusting filthy kinky raunchy barbecue cheesecake, with sewer water and blueberry Picked by my an
cestors in a small village named Little Village. When I finished it, I went to shop for Bottle caps in Big Village and also some of their cheesecake steak sauce with some clean water which I'd later use to feed my giant president who destroyed Normal-Sized Village Then received a Nobel prize for peace and love because He loved peace and love and nobel prizes. OH FUCK, I SOFT-SERVED IN MY PANTS. Now my wife won't let me buy that train set, or that super cool robot penguin that shoots boom-boom missiles. I have had my eye For as long as I remember but it was surgically Enlarged in an attempt to flirt with the local gentlemen who are super into large big big booty now you ask "what about the eyes?" as if I didn't know that I'm not making any sacrifices for you anymore. That cow I slaughtered with my bare hands was enough to feed my friends and family and my really hungry grandma and for my occult rituals and to power my cupboard which runs on dead animals' bones that must also smell like my Timor-Leste neighbour
who kinda smells like those weird rocks that grow on rooftops and whisper suspiciously to strangers telling them how they'll die. They told me that I would get run over by A farming simulator tractor, and Yoda and his gang of Jedi younglings seeking revenge for being murderer by an angry mob of stormtroopers. I didn't study for today's exam. Fuck ,now I gotta run to the nearest döner shop and avoid listening to the rocks who keep telling me that I'm gonna get run over By falafel. Then I said HEEEYAYAYEYAYYR HEYAYEYA I SAID HEY What's going on and i Wake up in the morning And I step outside and think about so many things that plagued my childhood so, I don't go back in fuck i misspelled that ugh Dammit ali now it's broken
ALI
NOOO WHAT THE FUCK


.>suggest only messages saying "goodbye" and nothing else will end a ouija session
"yet we won't say goodbye"
Yes i blame syro
ENDS
ouija "__" w 5
Syro doesn't want to see us succeed
We're never gonna last an entire week, are we
ouija start "__" w 5
WORD
5
__
Anyway, as I was saying,
Dumbledore is a gay man
,this once i won't goodhi
but i will say badbye
and will not let Polpetta
polpette their way out of
the jumpscare by the badbye
but Polpetta will make noodles
,make me more than happy
and scream at the top
of my lungs "ILOVENOODLES" lol,
but she'd never let me
make them noodles because I'll
fuck everything up like I
do anything and everything sadly,
maybe I should give up
on becoming the hokage. But
i won't because FUCK YOU
I'll stop making anime references
i don't even watch anime
dad, it's called art and
idk how to finish that
so i will offer this
offer, you give nothing and
I give nothing in return
. In this economy we
barely eat avocado, unlike millennials
who eatn't avocados at all
,and those gen-Z weirdos who
are just a tad different
because they wear those cute
fortnite t-shirts. You can steal
my wallet if you want
there's a bird in it
that always shouts your name
whenever the wallet is being
stroked and carressed gently by
a loving demon who also
likes chocolate custard puddings and
gamer girl bathwater. He dreams
a dream of times gone
beyond his soul and time
, it's honestly really scary
to open the basement door
only to see Base with
a Ment in his hands
and kedi and coffee and
not a single dead body
except for the 10293939 that
wonder how they fit there
in Base's foot locker, which
as the name implies, locks
in mysterious ways. With that,
the ritual is complete. Behold,
.>help ouija, which tells you
everything you need to know
such as that "goodbye" is
forbidden unless you wanna end
your almost eternal suffering here
on this god forsaken channel
where the deer and the
non-deer come together to play
this weird and confusing ouija
caused by bright ideas of
quixotic kittens and countless tiny
, meaningless slices of mind.
So anyway, this guy called
Bleepbloopshittywittygooddogkreischwania Freelanguagelearningchitchatmawawawakakakakajalton III looked out
at the world he had
a witch who cursed him
to be a super sexy
asexual woman. Because of that,
her name got changed to
Badabing Badaboon the second, who
,unlike Badabing Badaboon the first,
is not afraid to slap
her loving husband who's called
Boodobang Boodobuun the eight, who
uses his hands to touch
all the breads in the
village bakery, and then proceeds
to re-bake the bread to
feed his 846352855 cats. They
gain bread-like powers and they
transform into massive loaves, which
is problematic, because bread cats
tend to require a lot
of magical energy to maintain
their precious fur and their
adorable magical toe beans. Fluffy
bread kittens, however, are rather
tasty and get eaten quickly.
Unfortunately, they are bad for
your health, as they tend
to expand in your stomach
and produce cyanide and lots
of melancholy. Their kittens are
sorta like blueberries, in that
they are blue and grow
,saying "violet, you're turning violet"
and "why would you do
this to me, you monster?"
and sometimes even "who is
this 'Broob' you're always talking
to, pls ban this broob“
which they've every right to.
I also must tell you
to tell yourself not to
forget to brush your teeth.
Otherwise, the tooth fairy will
curse your entire family until
Your uncle's haemorrhoids will come
And make his life miserable
because he deserves it as
a punishment for eating your
pickles and gherkins and all.
Next your mother gets punished
because she forgot to buy
a house to live in
and instead gave the money
to some random person who
was walking by. Their name
was not Broob, but instead
a much longer and uglier
name like John Maik Broobington
but still wasn't this one.
What can you do, when
no one wants to say
how they feel about the
time they felt about the
place they felt about the
god,Iwanna end this ouija chain
but I shan't. Because Syro
would certainly love that, and
Syro can't win. Not while
there's so much pain and
we have all this bread
that wants to eat our
Broobs. I'm sure Syro wouldn't
mind if all Broobs are
eaten, but I personally would.
not mind that Syro would
, yes, but he would.
In any case, we should
keep this up for a
year at least, so that
when it's finally over, Syro
will know that it's over
and finally leave the server.
in a better state than
Trax, who can't even see
anything due to his stink-cloud
uno reverse card magic manga
What the fuck trax what
the hell are you saying
and why must you always
ruin my life trax why
not ruin knot's life or
maple's why always polpetta why
do you hold a grudge
in the armpits of desire
you know what, fuck this
with the kneecaps of despair
and ankles of justice. I
fucking hate ouija and I
want to slowly caress your
fingers while we drag the
seventy-eight thousand three hundred and
ninety four dead cows across
the face of the mountain
of evil and bromance and
broseidon. He acquired the mountain
by not giving up his
earthly possession of mayonnaise and
instead paying with actual money
and paper he decided to
invest in some dead crows
,which being dead were only
a minor step-back for the
major's minor's little horse that
broke its leg and died.
It had a sad history
because it was forced to
knit bat socks while being
chased by the police in
little vehicles made of pumpkins
because the actual cars were
soooo last year. Anyway, they
didn't catch the horse, so
it fervently disregarded the rules.
The rules being: #1: Never
eat without washing your hands;
#2: Never accept gifts from
friends, as strangers give better
ones; #3: When it rains,
don't forget to sing. #4:
Don't run away from police;
or do, it's fun. #5:
If you do, don't get
tickled; they are lethal. #6:
Ticklytickly's fun however. Anyways. #7:
Do not follow these rules.
Without following all of them
, you cannot ever hope
to have a way to
survive in this cruel world
where nothing but goodness prevails
for the ruling class and
Peasants suffer from diabetes and
uh that other disease called
"Thatotherdiseasus". That's it for rules.
There's also an eighth rule:
there is no eight rule.
Therefore the peasants continue to
dream about rule 9 which
Doesn't exist either due to
the fact that rule 8
,rule 9 and rule 10
have yet to be created.
I like to eat sandwiches,
because there are no rules
to sandwich anarchy. An example:
You can always eat a
sandwich sandwich. It's awesome because
it's a sandwich inside another
. It's enjoyed with some
sandwich inside another sandwich inside
my belly obviously. I'm hungry.
Infinite sandwich consumes Ali's lifeforce
especially those that Maple made
.Soon, the evil Sandwich Overlord
will dip himself in ranch
made from Ali's lifeforce and
I will like it no
matter what it tastes like.
(-.)in the morning when I
wake up, I sleep again.(.-)
When, if you don't count
all 7 rules, the sandwiches
start screeching in pain and
there's no stopping them until
the cows come home by
9pm. Cows are smart animals,
they know how to shut
down when things get too
spicy during the milking and
turn off their udders. This
also helps the farmers to
obtain the delicious milk that
comes out during this stage
which, almost unbelievably, tastes like
the very sandwiches the cows
are made into. This phenomenon
was first discovered and called
the "milksandwichification" effect. When a
young child milked a cow
and seventy liters of blood
came erupting from the teat,
providing fresh blood for the
Vampires that live in a
nearby goat's stomach, disaster struck
when Alya came to drink
it. The farm animals went
Bananas and started eating grapes
and mercury and arsenic and
even their own hooves. To
further complicate things, a funny
gentleman clad in a red
Dress wearing clown shoes and
a clown nose, whose name
Was hose. He wanted to
summon a demon to that
very specific location, Mallorca. The
summoning ritual failed, however, because
bro wouldn't stop eating mac
and cheese with ketchup, distracting
the thoroughly disgusted gentleman, who
packed up his candles and
said "right then this is
really gross please stop now."
and went home. Bro kept
saying that he would like
to stop, but he couldn't,
because he was lying and
actually fucking loved eating his
disgusting monstrosity he calls food;
Hose came back the next
century and brought his friend
to help with the ritual.
This time however it went
even worse than last time
because the goat stomach vampires
and the Queen and her
zombie soldiers prepared an ambush
vying to crush the mallorcans
and Hose got caught up
in the ambush whilst making
his preparations for the summoning.
After procuring the last ingredient,
the queen appeared before him,
chugged jarfuls of pickle juice,
Wiped her lips with glee,
and finally died. All's well
That ends well, she thought.
Then, suddenly, Big Ben bonged:
The restorations were finally complete!
Not this ouija session, though.
"Please, please let this end,"
I think to myself, but
really none of us could
have predicted our utter devastation
caused by this idea of
the queen having died so
we had a celebration feast
consisting of the queen herself.
What that means I've yet
to think about. As its
technically cannibalism, but fuck the
police, coming straight from the
underground, don't forget to ban
the monarchy and invest in
nitcoin. All the cool lice
and littens invest these days.
To advertise, they say "Hey
uhhhhhh, come on over chaps
we have börek, we cool"
,and it's not very convincing
, it's super convincing lmao
but it isn't to
be deceptive, it is to
be super deceptive lmao :)
that is, to be very
convincing and deceptive at the
beginning of the end of
the same time. Now, when
Hose dreams of counting rules
he always ignores rule 7
meaning that the sandwiches must
be eaten by the farmers
without their hands having been
touched by the food. This
ouija started 9 days ago.
Fun fact: The longer this
ouija chain keeps going, the
less we can relate to
the story at the beginning
if there even was any.
To finish in five words;
or not to finish. That's
not relevant to this part
NO, that's the question, Maple...
Leaves... are very... pretty, aren't
they? ...mmyes... monch cronch ...
They taste great with ketchup...
But not with Worcestershire sauce...
I wonder who will finish
this ouija because it's getting
long, but not long enough;
because we need to fill
all 23 parts of the
saga our publisher is forcing
upon us, to bring down
the evil Syro and his
army of bts fans with
steroids and rabies special concotion,
which they're gonna use on
my publisher hopefully. Die bitch.
She didn't die. Very sad,
tweeted Trump. Or at least
he wanted to, but Twitter
had given him the boot
of unlimited tweets to the
thing. So anyway, this guy
behind me, his name is
Heeeeeeeeeeeeeezoid Papapapapapapapapapapadappadam Smith, and he
has been stalking me for
nine billion five hundred and
thirty-three milliseconds, which converts to
four analysis II lectures if
you don't count the countless
infinity of time itself which
you don't count because it
always ruins the mouthfeel so
much. That guy really won't
stop brushing his teeth. Seriously,
he is gonna drill holes
in his gums and suffer
from chronic gum holage. Which
in layman's terms, means that
there are cavities in the
~g u m s~ and
holes in the gingivae, which
is very bad for eating
if you don't fill them
with some tasty peanut butter
and strawberry marmalade yum yum
and maybe some maple leaves
for posterity and good fortune.
Cricket too, because Mulan's grandma
loved playing cricket in the
evenings after dinner. She would
throw so many crickets into
her mouth, catching them skillfully.
Not the insect, but the
bing bing bong bong bing.
That's the name of the
band that I started with
Bro 3 months ago. I'm
hoping we make the skalympics.
Problem is, Bro's been having
seisures every time we play
because he's cefr level c
and our band is "BBBBB"
and we laughed "kkk" like
the weird memes that we
because secretly we're all lithuaniam
and we can't read and
we smell like cabbages if
your momma baked fish before
touching the cabbages. I'm very
sorry for this. Will you
please forgive me and my
president Bolsonaro, who is perhaps
the nicest hedgehog alive, and
very not dead unlike Neil,
who is most certainly dead.
That is very sad, but
everything dies. So it isn't
very unusual, even though hecke
still refuses to accept Neil's
death, because he was her
paramour of over 50 years.
This knowledge was unknown to
Arrem, who was also dating
Syro and Hecke and also
pretty much the entirety of
Saarland and Bielefeld, which means
that the existence of Arrem
is questionable at best. But,
at least he can't get
anymore STDs than he already
had gotten from hecke 😔.
😔 Nooooo Hecke nooo why.
Hecke replied: "I'm sorry I'm
infected and contagious and nasty
and smelly and bad and
my fingernails are super soft.
But that doesn't mean I
don't like to flick the
bean across the table every