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Five Nights at Freddy’s 1 Song

    Lyrics

    Verse 1:
    We're waiting every night
    to finally roam and invite
    newcomers to play with us
    for many years we've been all alone
    
    We're forced to be still and play
    The same songs we've known since that day
    An imposter took our life away
    Now we're stuck here to decay
    
    Pre-Chorus:
    Please let us get in!
    don't lock us away!
    We're not like what you're thinking
    
    We're poor little souls
    who have lost all control
    and we're forced here to take that role
    
    We've been all alone
    Stuck in our little zone
    Since 1987
    
    Join us, be our friend
    or just be stuck and defend
    after all you only got
    
    Chorus: x2
    Five Nights at Freddy's
    Is this where you want to be
    I just don't get it
    Why do you want to stay
    
    Verse 2:
    We're really quite surprised
    We get to see you another night
    You should have looked for another job
    you should have said to this place good-bye
    
    It's like there's so much more
    Maybe you've been in this place before
    We remember a face like yours
    You seem acquainted with those doors

    Clippers meeting with Durant was “intense” and “at one point Steve Ballmer was crying”

      Clippers meeting with Durant was “intense” and “at one point Steve Ballmer was crying” but everyone grew closer and a big lesson was learned

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      X meeting with Y was “intense” and “at one point Z was crying” but everyone grew closer and a big lesson was learned

      Gooning

        Definition of gooning
        "Gooning" may be most simply defined as that state usually achieved after a prolonged edging session, when a man becomes completely hypnotized by the feeling radiating his penis. Since a gooning state can only be achieved after edging, the man's dick will have become mightily aroused at this point and every caress the male genitals are subjected to will trigger potent elation. As the man keeps edging and thus keeps experiencing intense pleasure, he enters a state of trance where his mind intimately merges with his cock : the gooning state, where he and his dick become one. To be even more accurate, when the gooning state is achieved, the man's body becomes for all intents and purposes an appendage to his erection. When this state is achieved, the male becomes freed of all social codes of conduct, and his arousal, alone, dictates his reactions. As a result, a gooned out man will become very expressive and demonstrative : he may become very vocal, while his body and face might take on undignified expressions and poses, all in response to the intensely exquisite caresses his penis is exposed to. Hence the term "goon", since at this point the man effectively looks like a silly, foolish, or eccentric person.
        
        Gooning is not a narcissistic manifestation. Narcissism is extreme selfishness, with a grandiose view of one's own talents. Rather, gooning is closer to a meditation experience, where the mind and the body align, focused on a single thought (or feeling, in this case).
        
        I spent 10 hours gooning over the weekend.

        Connection terminated.

          Connection terminated. I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name, But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume, although, you have indeed been called. You have all been called here, into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach, but you will never find them. None of you will. This is where your story ends. And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you, although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well. I am nearby. This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors, be still and give up your spirits. They don't belong to you. For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend. My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours, and then, what became of you. I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now. It's time to rest - for you, and for those you have carried in your arms. This ends for all of us. End communication.
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          Connection terminated.
          
          I'm sorry to interrupt you Elizabeth, if you still even remember that name. But I'm afraid you've been misinformed. You are not here to receive a gift, nor have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although you have indeed been called.
          
          You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune. A labyrinth with no exit, a maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust for blood has driven you in endless circles, chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near, yet somehow out of reach.
          
          But you will never find them, none of you will. This is where your story ends.
          
          And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be. I am remaining as well, I am nearby.
          
          This place will not be remembered, and the memory of everything that started this can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should. And to you monsters trapped in the corridors: Be still and give up your spirits, they don't belong to you.
          
          For most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps more waiting for you after the smoke clears. Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole, so don't keep the devil waiting, old friend.
          
          My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up into their arms the way you lifted others into yours. And then, what became of you.
          
          I should have known you wouldn't be content to disappear, not my daughter. I couldn't save you then, so let me save you now.
          
          It's time to rest. For you, and for those you have carried in your arms.
          
          This ends for all of us.
          
          End communication.
          Henry's speech
          
          Connection terminated.
          
          I'm sorry to interrupt you, Elizabeth. If you still even remember that name.
          
          But I'm afraid you've been misinformed.
          
          You are not here to receive a gift. Nor, have you been called here by the individual you assume. Although, you have indeed been called.
          
          You have all been called here. Into a labyrinth of sounds and smells, misdirection and misfortune.
          
          A labyrinth with no exit. A maze with no prize. You don't even realize that you are trapped. Your lust of blood has driven you in endless circles. Chasing the cries of children in some unseen chamber, always seeming so near.
          
          It's somehow out of reach.
          
          But, you will never find them. None of you will.
          
          This is where your story ends.
          
          And to you, my brave volunteer, who somehow found this job listing not intended for you. Although, there was a way out planned for you, I have a feeling that's not what you want. I have a feeling that you are right where you want to be.
          
          I am remaining as well. I am nearby.
          
          This place will not be remembered and the memory of everything that started this, can finally begin to fade away. As the agony of every tragedy should.
          
          And to you monsters trapped in the corridors. Be still. And give up your spirits.
          
          They don't belong to you.
          
          As for most of you, I believe there is peace and perhaps, warm, waiting for you after the smoke clears.
          
          Although, for one of you, the darkest pit of Hell has opened to swallow you whole. So, don't keep the Devil waiting, friend.
          
          My daughter, if you can hear me, I knew you would return as well. It's in your nature to protect the innocent. I'm sorry that on that day, the day you were shut out and left to die, no one was there to lift you up in their arms, the way you lifted others into yours.
          
          And then, what became of you, I should have known, you wouldn't be content to disappear. Not my daughter. I couldn't save you then.
          
          So, let me save you now. It's time to rest, for you, and for those you have carried in your arms...
          
          This ends.
          
          For all of us.
          
          End communication.
          
          MUSIC VIDEO

          This morning I woke up today in this morning

            this morning I woke up today in this morning in the morning I woke up this morning I woke up and remember that every morning I wo...I woke up that fucking day just remember that
            THIS MORNING I WOKE UP TODAY ON THIS MORNING AND THE MORNING I WOKE UP THIS MORNING I WOKE UP AND REMEMBER THAT EVERY MORNING THAT I WAKE UP I W-I WOKE UP THAT FUCKING DAY JUST REMEMBER THAT.
            this  morning  i woke up  today  in this morning  and the morning  i woke up  this morning  i woke up  and remember  that every 🫵 morning that i  wake up 🫵 i wo- 🫵 i woke up that FUCKING 🫵 day just remember that
            this morning i woke up today in this morning in this morning i woke in the morning i woke up and remember that every morning i wake up

            Origin

            The ‘this morning I woke up today in this morning’ meme came from an argument between TiffaNobi and Hayden Jang. Both of them are fairly popular Twitch streamers and mainly do IRL chatting streams.

            The context behind the argument is after Hayden placed his fingers inside his mouth which led TiffaNobi to ask him why he “throat” himself. This then led to Hayden saying his finger doesn’t reach the back of his throat and to prove his point pressured her to do it too. She refused to do it on stream implying its sexual which led him to accuse her of not washing her hands.

            TiffaNobi eventually conceded and put her fingers into her mouth and admited it doesn’t ‘throat’ her. Hayden then proclaimed he won which led Tiffa to ask him why his being such an asshole. The argument then spiraled into Hayden thinking she wants to put her fingers up his asshole and Tiffa saying he’s gaslighting her into thinking she said that. The meme clip then ensued after that.

            The original clip from livestream can be found here on TiffaNobi’s VOD channel with timestamps included.

            Sticking out your gyat for the rizzler

              Sticking out your gyat for the rizzler,
              You're so skibidi,
              You're so fanum tax,
              I just wanna be your sigma
              Sticking out your gyat for the rizzler, You're so skibidi, You're so fanum tax, I just wanna be your sigma

              What does ‘Fanum tax’ mean?

              Kai Cenat paying the Fanum Tax

              Fanum tax is basically paying food tax if you bring food into someone’s house. The word ‘Fanum’ came from a twitch streamer called Fanum and he does this bit where he’ll take a bite out of his friends food and called it paying the Fanum tax. Here’s a compilation of every instance of Fanum Tax with Kai Cenat!