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So we're living in tumultuous times in our grand forum world. Verbal terrorism perpetrated every hour, explosive feels murdering moods all around.
I've been informed that the bomb has to be defused by 10.000 bananahammers, or the discord in this cave will blow our rhymed batons into what would otherwise be thoughtful replies, distorting them to seem not so thoughtful.
Nannysquad efforts have contained some of the situations from reaching the lands beyond where bans are not a luxury but a necessity for restoring some semblance of a sustainable and somewhat not entirely ripped apart local sociosphere.
But which type is Fukyo?
It is difficult to know.
Shadowy figurines have showered interest in what may emerge as reptiles to this thread, which was prophesied not long ago by the oracles of the box of chatter.
Who is Fukyo and who are we?
Are we even we?
Should we be?
Trick question.
I've been informed that the bomb has to be defused by 10.000 bananahammers, or the discord in this cave will blow our rhymed batons into what would otherwise be thoughtful replies, distorting them to seem not so thoughtful.
Nannysquad efforts have contained some of the situations from reaching the lands beyond where bans are not a luxury but a necessity for restoring some semblance of a sustainable and somewhat not entirely ripped apart local sociosphere.
But which type is Fukyo?
It is difficult to know.
Shadowy figurines have showered interest in what may emerge as reptiles to this thread, which was prophesied not long ago by the oracles of the box of chatter.
Who is Fukyo and who are we?
Are we even we?
Should we be?
Trick question.
