MILF (Moth I’d Like to Fuck)

ᴄᴜᴍ grraahr. how was da faaaawf? if you wanna cᵤₘ give us Balls. we don't see ₕyᵤᵤᵤᵤᵤᵤ Balls. i'll be SoDa Pop! [can opening] [slurping] Mmm! hey, Papyrus? what. Papyrus? whaaw. Can-Can! Cum ᴄᴜᴍ ᴄᴜᴍ cᵤₘ. Cum ᴄᴜᴍ ᴄᴜᴍ cᵤₘ ᴀᴀᴀw

you're just Parappa! I've gotta believe! call me what you want, i got. Skin! another bad joke and i'm finished with Skin! we are monsters, the awfullest kind! to ˢᵉˢ with ₛᵤₛ takes a lot of spine ᴼᵁᴳᴴ

wii [wii menu sound] bee [bee sounds] beeeee. eeeeee one day we'll make our way back to the Sus Sus

through lol 𝓵𝓸𝓵 travels your Balls will follow. your Balls aren't easy to swallow. who's the real MaaaMaaa now you should know. you've cut this story down to the ᴄᴜᴍ

really sans? what. the last line of the chorus is ᴄᴜᴍ? yup. YOUIYOUI that was very. CLELC. thanks, Papyrus? you're ₛᵤₛ in the undergound! thanks to da Balls. You're Gay! HOO! prepare to brawl GAME! you could Shush mercy to Shuuush. or turn all of us to Sust. is your heart full of Feef? or full of Lol?

i, the greawr Papaiyaya, challenge 𝕐𝕆𝕌 to try getting Bi! test the humans with one of your Puh-uhls. Sans, leave. LEAVE. i dare you to try a bite of spagheggi! sounds like the creepypasta's ᵐʸʸᵉᵉᵃᵃⁿᵍʰ. STOP IT. SANS.

we can ReerEEREE to your Balls. because YOU FUCK In Dick! [reverse splat] i am the Ass you're 𝙤𝙪𝙪𝙣𝙝𝙪𝙤𝙤𝙪𝙝 still alive Beca𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦𝘦 you'll Looewl yourmind when you WanDer for houhers. you might even Deciiiiiiiiiiii who's the real monster now you should know. you've FUCKed Cis story down to the Balls

someGay i'll join the royal rawr when i catch this child. can it be that hraaarrrr

[you need a shot of b-12 starts playing] look, if i'm being honest. my brother ain't nothing but harmless. i know you and all that you want. you'll get a lot more from sans than a font. the deeper you go, the messier it gets if i had it my way you'd already be DEAD. kidding if you couldn't tell i get so bored I amuse myself AAAOOOOGH

yeehaw cowbug 🐝💰

I said, "That's just not true. Sometimes what doesn't kill you leaves you brittle and injured or traumatized."

He stopped and thought about that for a while. He came back later, and said, "It's like wood glue."

He pointed to my bookshelf, which he helped me salvage a while ago. He said, "Do you remember how I explained that, once we used the wood glue on them, the shelves would actually be stronger than they were before they broke?"

I did.

"But before we used the wood glue, those shelves were broken. They couldn't hold up shit. If you had put books on them, they would have collapsed. And that wood glue had to set awhile. If we put anything on them too early, they would have collapsed just the same as if we'd never fixed them at all. You've got to give these things time to set."

It sounded like a pretty good metaphor to me, but one thing I did pick up on was that whatever broke those shelves, that's not the thing that made them stronger. That just broke them. It was being fixed that made them stronger. It was the glue.

Bug of the Occasional Day

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Bug of the Occasional Day

LOOK AT THIS ADORABLE PEANUTTY NUGGET!!!