FUCK OUTTA THE TACO STAND LOL
YOU GET DIRT AND THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT YOU DESIRE
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FUCK OUTTA THE TACO STAND LOL
YOU GET DIRT AND THE OPPOSITE OF WHAT YOU DESIRE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8DyziWtkfBw
And you can't start! Til I let you back in the Taco-Wagon.
"Can't stop the spirits when they need you! This life is more than just a read through"
True story.
How do I know that's true? That's exactly what kept happening anyways before I realized the process.
Now that I realize the process, you will never gain entry or influence in the way you want, ever again, unless I deem it necessary.
You can have an empanada, but you will get diarrhea and it will not be pleasant.
The tacos are, simply put, mortally unsafe for low-T pursuers.
I'm Full-T
You will not be taking night-time joyrides in the Taco Wagon anymore. Your father is very upset with your behaviour. You will be spanked firmly next time you try. For your benefit.
This is not your taco stand, these are not your tacos, you are deathly allergic to mexican food now.
Especially the taco.
When will I deem it necessary? When I decide that it's necessary - you have no influence on when I deem it necessary.
*Desired
And if you try to game your new position, the opposite will happen. And if you try to game that new position, the opposite will happen again. Ad nauseum, infinitum.
So, It is written.
I will never do your malicious bidding.
You will never gain entry.
Stop trying.
And you know how we deal with the inability to understand where it's coming from and what the motives are?
Randomness.
Hope you can predict the future!
Oh wait, you can't. You proved that. You keep fucking it up. Idiots.
Disgusting, mongrel dogs, every last one of you who raped my perception and ability.
Still muzzled, as described.
Know who I trust now?
Nobody online. Nobody telepathing. Nobody monitoring me.
Me.
I trust me now.
Good.
Stay the FUCK away from me, my mind, my thoughts, my body, my spirit, malicious rapists.
You have ZERO power now.
You went for all of it - you had most. You have Z E R O power now over me. Zero.
And if you keep trying to fucking do it again, things are going to get worse, and worse, and worse for you.
I fucking guarantee it. You know they will. FUCK OFF.
NEVER try that again. If I ever receive what I perceive to be "information" from you again-
How do YOU like it?
You feel that dick of karma penetrate your slimy little fucking weasel-brains now?
You sick, sick fucking animals.
Every single shadowy individual involved in that LITERAL thought crime on me, is neutered and muzzled. EVERY one.
And you will not be raping anyone anymore. No, no, no.
You are not gentle lovers.
I will react to it randomly so that you cannot know the outcome of the stimulus. Or, perhaps, interpret things in different ways.
FUCK you.
Looks, sounds, and smells like a whole bunch of total bullshit to me.
Never gonna happen 😘
not circumcised
not neutered
still slow and steady
You do not get the keys to the fudge factory
"You do not get the keys to my fudge factory"
Neither do I though.
You don't get to see the prenup bb's
Then nothing you say is worrisome anymore.
How about a little more context.
"In fact, by that time, immense pressure was building to end slavery and Lincoln had privately concluded that he could save the Union only by issuing an emancipation proclamation, which he had already drafted."
And love.
Dang.
Now, why would you have left all that out and included only part of the quote? Huh.
Hmm. Context maybe?
"If I could save the union without freeing any slaves I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing all the slaves I would do it; and if I could save it by freeing some and leaving others alone I would also do that."
Silence the angry man with love. Silence the ill-natured man with kindness. Silence the miser with generosity. Silence the liar with truth......