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wo'ah, earf, birming'am, fish n' chips… long ago, the fou' nations live togedah in ah'mony. then ev'ryfing changed when the IRA attacked…. only the avatah, mastah of all fou' elements could stop 'em but when the queen needed 'im most, 'e vanished. 100 yea's passed and me bruv and i found the new avatah. a fish n' chips bendah named aang. although 'is chipbendin' skills ah great, 'e still 'as a lo' to lea'n 'fore 'e's ready to save anyone m8.Thanks for listening to Spotify
No, really
You could've listened to the radio
You could've spun some vinyl
You could've played a cassette tape
You could've listened to an eight track tape, if you knew what an eight track tape looked like
But you listened to Spotify
Thanks for that
And you still have hundreds of more playlists to enjoyNumber one. Steady hand. One day, Kim Jong Un need new heart. I do operation. But mistake! Kim Jong Un die! SSD very mad! I hide fishing boat, come to America. No English, no food, no money. Darryl give me job. Now I have house, American car and new woman. Darryl save life.
My big secret. I kill Kim Jong Un on purpose. I good surgeon. The best!There's 104 days of summer vacation
And school fucks along just to fuck it
So the annual problem for our generation
Is fucking a good way to fuck it
Like maybe...
Fucking a rocket
Or fucking a mummy
Or fucking up the Eiffel Tower
Fucking something that doesn't exist, Hey!
Or fucking a monkey a shower
Fucking tidal waves
Fucking nanobots
Or fucking Frankenstein's brain, It's over here!
Fucking a dodo bird
Fucking a continent
Or fucking your sister insane, Phineas!
As you can fuck
There's a whole lot of stuff to fuck
Before school fucks this fall, fuck on Perry!
So fuck with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb
Are gonna fuck it all
So fuck with us 'cause Phineas and Ferb are
Gonna fuck it all!
Mom! Phineas and Ferb are fucking a title sequence!Brothers and Sisters, the road behind us has been long and fraught with difficulty, each and every one of you has surpassed my expectations by rapidly facilitating our arrival in the Commonwealth. You accomplished this feat without a hint of purpose or direction, and most impressively: without question. Now that the ship is in position it is time to reveal our purpose and our mission. Beneath the Commonwealth, there is a cancer known as the Institute, a malignant growth that needs to be cut before it infects the surface. They are experimenting with dangerous technologies that could prove to the world's undoing for the second time in recent history. The Institute scientists have created a weapon that transcends the destructive nature of the Atom Bomb. They call their creation: The Simps, a masculine abomination of humanity that is free-thinking, and donates money to female streamers, this.. notion.. that a loser could be granted attention will is not only offensive.. but horribly dangerous and like the atom, if they aren't harnessed properly, they have the potential of rendering us extinct as a species. I, can not allow the Institute to continue this line of experimentation. Therefore the Institute and their Simps are considered enemies of the Brotherhood of Steel and should be dealt with swiftly and mercilessly. This campaign will be costly and many lives will be lost, but in the end, we will be saving humankind from its worst enemy: Itself. Ad Victorium.Greta Thunberg is the reason I work out. I have this fantasy where we start talking at the UN climate summit after party. We exchange a few pleasantries. She asks what I do. I say I loved her on CNN She laughs. I get my drink.
"Well, see ya," I say and walk away. I've got her attention now. How many guys voluntarily leave a conversation with Greta Thunberg? She touches her neck as she watches me leave.
Later, as the night's dragged on and the coterie of gorgeous narcissists grows increasingly loose, she finds me on the balcony, my bowtie undone, smoking a cigarette.
"Got a spare?" she asks.
"What's in it for me?" I say as I hand her one of my little white ladies. She smiles.
"Conversation with me, duh."
I laugh.
"What's so funny?" she protests.
"Nothing, nothing... It's just... don't you grow tired of the egos?"
"You get used to it," she says, lighting her cigarette and handing me back the lighter.
"What would you do if you weren't a climate change activist?" I ask.
"Teaching, I think."
"And if I was your student, what would I be learning?"
"Discipline," she says quickly, looking up into my eyes, before changing the subject. "Where are you from?"
"Mexico" I say.
"Oh wow. That's lovely."
"It's OK," I admit. "Not everything is to my liking."
"What could possibly be not to your liking in Mexico?" she inquires.
"I don't like sand," I tell her. "It's coarse and rough and irritating and it gets everywhere."