Somebody could've done something to that milkshake o' yours, gnarf!
And of course hip-hop has died. It's been this way for a while- since the minute every rapper put 'lil, big, or some random single letter' in front of their names, haha.
Non Sequitur
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[21:35] mawilekun: all manly strongly wielding the scarf that smells of his woman's detergent, the boy strides out into the cold night air
[21:35] Giratina7: lol wow
[21:35] mawilekun: his shoes thumping on each stone that lays out the path from him to his job
[21:36] Giratina7: the 16 YEAR OLD BOY
[21:36] Giratina7: XD
[21:36] Giratina7: you made that sound so much more epic than it was
[21:36] mawilekun: their rubber material hardened by the frigid nature of the night
[21:36] mawilekun: each contact echoing across the walls of the buildings in the near distance, but for now the boy passes far from any building
[21:37] mawilekun: along a fence with dangerous tendrils of dead wood, reaching out with great effort
[21:37] Giratina7: sounds like quite the quest there
[21:37] mawilekun: fearlessly the boy brushes fast the dead and insidious boughs
[21:37] Giratina7: :-D
[21:38] mawilekun: he arrives at his destination, behold
[21:38] mawilekun: an area strewn with rocks, red as blood, as rust
[21:38] mawilekun: each coated in a considerable amount of frost, from the moisture which escaped from the cool earth below
[21:39] mawilekun: as well as from the air above, condensing on the eve of the terrible storm
[21:39] mawilekun: the boy surveys his surroundings
[21:40] mawilekun: a cool wind tugs at his scarf, and he tucks it into his jacket, close to his heart
[21:40] Giratina7: :3
[21:40] mawilekun: he thinks of his beautiful lady in some far away abode
[21:40] Giratina7: ' w '
[21:40] mawilekun: and he catches sight of the matter which brought him out on this dry december night
[21:41] mawilekun: two ingenous sliding shelves, hewn from the wood of some great tree, which belong in the back of a husky looking green automobile
[21:42] mawilekun: he undoes the latches to the back of this truck, and opens the door towards the ground
[21:42] mawilekun: it creates a nice ledge
[21:43] mawilekun: he hears the echo the opening has made audible
[21:43] mawilekun: the boy then skillfully puts his hands to the task of arranging the sliding shelves into the bed of the truck
[21:44] mawilekun: he does so in a calm collected manner, briefly looking up in case he may catch glimpse of the origin of a fleeting yet distinct rattling
[21:44] mawilekun: he finishes the job, closes up the truck and returns home to his shelter
[21:44] mawilekun: on his way back he starts a brisk walk, maybe even a slow run
[21:45] mawilekun: he thinks better of this
[21:45] mawilekun: and he walks slowly
[21:45] mawilekun: savouring the pull and release of every muscle in his body
[21:45] mawilekun: he thinks of the late hour and his current task, which only reveals to him how much he has grown
[21:45] mawilekun: to be allowed this much leeway in the matter of turning in
[21:46] mawilekun: he opens the door to the house, and is greeted by a draft of heated air.
[21:46] mawilekun: the end
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just got done shoveling our driveway. ahh there's so much snow here it isn't even funny. can't go out with friends or do anything, it's just sit inside and do nothing.
more time to draw, i guess.
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so how about that irc?
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Yeah. That IRC be the realest. Even though it's a bit quiet, you should join and make it less so. Schools coming again soon. Fuck.
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