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Lego Bionicle meets lego friends

No

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Wise men heed

The tales of old

Tales of greed

And piled gold

Fools fall prey

To their desires

Screaming from

Their burning fires

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Hajmola candy

What's that?

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Maggi

Isn't that an insect?

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"That's so cruel" "you made me cry"

Good? I'm a writer. That's my whole job description. I'm meant to make you feel shit and wrap you up in a good story.

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Lego duplo

NO! NO! I WASN'T BUILT FOR THIS! NO! GET- GET ME OUTTA YO FILTHY MOUTH CHILD! THAT'S DISGUSTING!

Baby child: bbrbrrrrrrrrrr

Oh-oh-ok, but fair enough continue good sir.

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the pretentious candy/mint called an ice breaker

Man: *holding out a pack of Icebreakers* Do ya like mints? I use them to break the ice.

Man's husband: *suppressing smile* no

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For you

#submission

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My friends once fought about how to pronounce SpongeBob. How do you think SpongeBob would feel?

WHY ARE YOU ASKING ME THIS??

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A piece of gum

A piece of-? Are you serious right now?

*crinckle crinkle* OH! OH I'M GONNA GET CHEWED! YES FINALLY! Oh yes being chewed! MOLDED! INFINITE POSSIBILITI- wait what are you doing? Is that a bomb? NO! NO! PUT ME BACK! I WANNA GO BACK IN THE MOUTH! YOU BETTER NOT USE ME AS GLUE! ARE YOU GONNA USE ME AS GLUE?!! STOP IT! STOP IT RIGHT NOW! GEEEEEETTTTT MMEMMMEEEEEEEE OOOOOOFFFFFFF TTTTHHHHIIIIIIIIIIISSSSSSSSSSS TTTTTTTTHHHHHHHHHHIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGG!!!!!

(5 miles away) *boom*

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snail

Slow constant progression, always moving but never getting anywhere. But once in a while you look up, and see your surroundings changed completely. An entirely new environment, before going back again, back to the movement of everything. The world passing you by.

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here

#submission

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plastic eyes, plastic smiles and I look at the plastic sky - it's plastic in the air and I sit on a plastic chair and think, I'm plastic, you're plastic, there's plastic everywhere

I like this whoever this is you're welcome to drop by anytime am I meant to respond or approve or what did you want me to do when you sent me this?

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Can you guys hear the echoes? The words embedded in the fabric of the universe? Can you not hear them?

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You lean into it and become the world's greatest assassin

When the zombie virus broke out, you were prepared. You quickly became the country’s #1 zombie hunter - until science found the antidote to the virus that turns zombies into healthy humans again, retroactively making you the #1 mass murderer.

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Writers have this innate ability to heavily and powerfully insult those that cross but we generally don't because we understand the power of our words.

But every once in a while some fucker tests us and we go fucking ballistic.

There's no recovering from those.

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I think I might start describing characters like those on tumblr describe actual people.

"He had the face of a man who had seen god, and laughed."