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Buy GOD or Get Bottomlined! (LL1)

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Flatline

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The Russian Bear

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Something

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The Thirst is Real for Hungry, Hungry Hippos.

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The Last Man in Wrestling

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The One That Got Away

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The Evil Empire Strikes Back

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GREAT SCOTT WANTS MORE

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…and Kenny Rogers References?

Posted by Dan Ryan on March 11, 2021 at 12:33 am

SHOW: #MTGMSG

Destiny comes for us all.

I could just reply to you line by line like you did to me. I could tell you that a metaphor is inadequate in the face of a bloodbath. That an inclination for dying doesn’t balance out the serious decision to kill. That through the ages there has never been great historical infamy committed for which there couldn’t be found a symbol just as big to justify it. That, in consequence, we would do well to pay attention to great certainties, to great invocations, to the great ‘droughts’ and ‘rains.’ That the temper of our most violent outbursts might benefit from a shade less enthusiasm. I could reply. But what good would it do? I have a simple, resigned, inexplicable sensation that everything that is happening is in the normal order of things and that I am awaiting a season that will come and pass — because it has come and passed before.

Yet here you are, looking so desperate like you might drown if someone doesn’t save you, and so you continue on, looking for any port in the storm, laughing shit off while trying to overcome your doubts on the inside. But just as the desperate, terminally ill patient often turns to expensive placebos for an imaginary chance at more life, the desperate, terminally alive sad people turn to expensive placebos for a chance to imagine a decent life. The greater the gap between self-perception and reality, the more aggression is unleashed on those who point out the discrepancy.

Your inflated ego is a curse to yourself and the world you’ve created for yourself – no matter how much your affairs may prosper. Self-terrorized, fear-haunted, alert at every hand to meet and battle back the anticipated aggressions of your environment, which are primarily the reflections of the uncontrollable impulses to acquisition within yourself. The giant of self-achieved independence is the world’s messenger of disaster, even though, in your mind, you may entertain yourself with good intentions. This world is your world now, but that doesn’t mean you’ll always be capable of stopping it from burning.

You actually said…. “I know you have a soft spot for DisKnee.”

You actually said that.

Oof.

Well look, we can drive back to when you had the upper hand in this war of words, but that’s all the way on the other side of town, so that’s gonna cost you gas money.

Some people talk about other people’s failures with so much pleasure that you would swear they are talking about their own successes. But, most of the successful people in this business are failures as human beings. If you can’t throw down in the big moments because you have fear of failure, you already are one.

So believe me, finally, Mike, when I say, if you want a fight, I’ll definitely give you one, and then some, and no matter the brave face you put on by bell time, I’ll certainly not go down without a fight, my friend. I’ll stretch you to your limit and beyond, and you best start to square yourself with a truth. I don’t give up. I don’t stop. No matter how long it takes, I fight until I overcome. Unless and until you put me literally into the ground, I’ll keep coming and keep coming, like a cringy Mike Best “big black dick” joke. And I won’t let you off the hook. Just because an apple has fallen, doesn’t mean the next one will. I’m coming in swinging because eventually someone’s gonna catch you and put an end to this streak you’re on. Everything dies. Eventually, even stars burn out. Get yourself un-bored really quick, and gain some respect for the situation, or I will absolutely cave your fucking skull in.

So this has been fun, Mikey. I’m sure you have some clever things to say, to try and “dunk” on me, maybe some of your patented ‘how much I’m gonna destroy you’ promises that usually send people cowering in fear. But I’m not scared. I never have been, and you can’t flub your way through this one. Overwhelmingly better than me? Nah, I don’t think so. All you’ve got is ‘I always win, so I’ll win again.’ That’s you in a nutshell, and that nut is about to be busted. You may have ‘irrevocable’ on a discarded t-shirt design, but I am unavoidable, and that — my friend — is your destiny.

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I’m Back, Motherfucker

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Whoever the Fuck

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Dorothy Mantooth is a Saint!

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Scottywood’s Hair Smells Like Dirty Pussy

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Be Careful What You Ask For

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You Smell Like a Nursing Home

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Fathers and Daughters, Fathers and Sons

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Ninkyō Dantai

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I Really Fucking Despise You

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…and Kenny Rogers References?

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