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@zopaintanimations Жыл бұрын

The baldies? I'm canning myself here

@zopaintanimations Жыл бұрын

Oh hell nah, when did this become a horror series?!

@zopaintanimations Жыл бұрын

Bob fucking hogging the slide now?? I start hating him more each episode

@zopaintanimations Жыл бұрын

0:21 made me shit myself

@zopaintanimations Жыл бұрын

I hope bob has a crappy day

@zopaintanimations Жыл бұрын

Fucking Bob

@MisterManTheBestMan Жыл бұрын

Amongst fallen woods are echoes of void that screech out an eternity of silence to fallen ears, the ears of the dead whose souls are molded and swarm over the living who exist in the confines of life support - wrenching the life from their body as the family gathers around, and their sorrow is the delicious meat - a scent sprouted forth from the mind. They are not malicious, they crowd around such things to smother them, they are slaves to an eternal order set by goodness and rightness. They are but ants which work for a queen, dreaded trappers whom dare speak no sound and poison every meaning that man may find and man for this reason is unsatisfied with life because he cannot find the thing to make him whole, and he will spend another eternity finding which he needs to replace that which what has created him left, a hole that fits no known object. In their search for solace, they find those things which guarantee the end of their journey, and madness envelops them as they are given everything they wanted. Man hasn't learned, man does not cry for need just as his children ought to do. Man, himself cries because man is unsatisfied with what he has - he has what he needs and the ever-twisting circle of creation is beset by evil, for evil cannot create. It can only twist. A vortex, from which no other force can hope to escape.