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    Ȉ̵̧̢̨̨̨̥̻̺̯̰̜̭͍̯͉̺̣̲̝̼͓̮̙̱̜͕͂́̾͌͋̎̑̓̂̾͋̐̎͗̀͝͝͝͠ͅ ̷̡̣͖͖̠̫͌̈̆̑̌̒̽̂́̊̅̀̏͐̂̇́̇̇̃̄̉͂̿̈̄̓̂̓̊̇͐͆͘͘̕̚̚͝C̵̛̛̛̺͚̯̪͙̝̣̞̹͔̰̩͂̃̄̄̑͗̒͛̋̎͆͊͑̂̽̓̄́̓̽̕̕͜͠͝ͅỨ̵̪̬͍͔̞̣̗̼̱̭̤̬̺̱̉̍͐̀́́̉́̃͒̽̿̾̏͌̍̎͐̓̅̂̔̓͌̓̀̋̑͛̇̓̉̈́̓̃̚̚̚̚̚̕͝͠͝R̴͔͙̗̝̖̭̱̲̓́̎͛͛̿̈͗̒̓̀͐͂̒̓́̍͑̒̈́͌̈̋̐̅͜Š̵̨̢̧̡̛̖̦͓̣͕̼̞̩̠̼͔̜͈͔͔͔͚̥̮͖͖͕͎̝̘̟̰̯͍̻̱͎̩͇̗̗̏̅͗̌̆̊̏͊͆̄̐́͋́̏̈́͐́͜͝ͅͅÈ̴̡̡̧̧̛̛̛̥̯̗̳̦̰̻̝̜͎̰̗͓̻͔͎͖̠̬̮̖̙͈̻̫̣̰̤̭̻̹͕͎͕̥̫͍̥̬̽͑͊̑͋͋̏̅̐͑̾̉̒́͒̋̈̈́̀̀̐̃̌̋̅̿̏͆̈́̊̔̓̒̄̄̈̿̏͒̀̚̚͘͘̚̕̚̕͘͜ ̵̡̢̛̛̞͇̱̬͖̳̬̥̬̭̰͓̝̮̰̝͖͎͍̲̘̝͚͎͓̟̗̪͖̮̦̯̫̻͖͖̗̻̄̐̂̔̔̅͜Y̶̢̨̨̨̡̟̝̺͈̞̺̱̥̳̝͓͉͇̊͋̌̽̔̑̔̃̄͋̎̀̐́͐͆̓̏̀̋̈́͛͊̑͛̂͆̌̈́͋̂̈͌̊̔͒̅́̒̀͒͐̋̂̚̚̕͝͝͝ͅO̸̧̢̢̧̢̧̨̥̺̱̣̤͇̥̯̦̹̮̻͉̟̙̟̫̭͇͍͙̞̰͕͓͎͔̲͚͚̣̼̙̳̝͙͔̣̟̹̫̻̖̱͇̙͙̥̪͊̓̒̿̐̀͗̈́̓̐̈́̒̃͛̎̒͑̅̈̍͊͛͐̚̕͝Ǔ̷̡̨̧̢̨̡̧̡̡̟͙̳̺̼̳͕̰̬͔͎͓̪̯͚̝̬̱̱̘͚̫̮͓̻̜̭̰̹̲͇̩̹̤̩̥̼̫̩̤̦͖̺̔̊̏̉̅̈̍̎̃̿̿̈́̔͗͆̈̀̈̊̀̈̐̍̾̓̇̓́̾̈́̓̽̂̋͑̕̕͘͜͜͝͝ ̶̨̡̧̗̭͈̙͉̲̠̟̩̦̻̘͈̞̯͓͚̙͚̼̭̳͉̬̲͕̺͎̩̦̦̠͇͍̋͋̊̈́̿̂̂̂̊̈́̀̿͆̾̽̐͋͛̈́́̐͒̈́̈́̂̏̊͘̚͜͝I̷̢͙̥͍̮͓̭͖͔̠̙̮͉̪͚̺͈̺̘̒͆̆̎̽͛̿̾̈́̊̾̂͌̐͘͘̕͜ ̴̨̨̡̥͉̗̹͙̗͇̘͖͉̟̜͙̖͍̖͚̗͍̝̤̩̘̹̯͐̽͋͜͝Ç̴̮͎̗̹̙̰̗̜̯̣̞̫͉̦̳̲̟̹̘͖̠̠̥̩̞̥͚̖̖͎̠͠ͅŲ̴̢̡̡̨̢̟̩͇̰̖̫̥̠̫̖̜̯̠͚̫̯̲̥̩̫̝͓̲̰̥͎̻̩̺̳̯̲̙̖͒̊̀͂̆̋̃̊̔̔̀̈́̒̐̂͊̈́̈́̍͐͑̈́̎͐̓̈́̍̈́̓̒͂͌͋͋̌̔͛͗̎͌̑̅͗͂̎̓́̎̾̈͂͐͘͜͠ͅR̸̛̛̛̛̝͖̗̓͋̒͋͑̔͋͊̐͗̊͐̓̓̓̍͂̂̔́̈͐́̆͌̏̃̋̍̐̏̕̚̚͝͝Ş̵̢̰͎̻̘̺͎͚͈̼̝̯̭̳͎͓̤̹̮̲̠̟̜̩̝͈̥̩̪̞̬̦͉̞̗͓̻̤͖̔̋̀͗͒̑̒͆̇̿̀̈́̑̐̏́̈́͌̿͑́͂̾̈́̓̋͐̎̅̈́́̚͘̚͜͜ͅE̶̡̺̤͙̙̞̹͎̖̝̼̲̯̼̖̠̝̱̹̰̿̑̐̓̔̂̒̄̔͛̀̾̀́̚̚͝ ̴̧̡̢̡̛̛̪̯̬͈̮̦̣̞̠̞̞̬͉͈̪̗̝̪͎̜̟̤̟͇̩̗̬̘̰̠̻̙̝̩̱͒̿̎̋̿͂̎̀͋̒͌̃̊̂͆̈́̒̽̋̂̈́͗̒͋̀͘͜͝ͅẎ̵̧̡̨̧̨̧̛̛̙̺̗͙͎͇̤̰͍̮̦̼̹̻̜̮͖̟̱̬͉̩̠̲̖̞̫̹̬̺̰͕̫̠͙̟̼̌̽͗̓̾͂̉̿̋̿̎̃͗͊̓̓͐̓̌̀̓́̒̊̌̾͗̾͆̓̊̆͂͆̾̾̔͊̊̂̀͑͐̕͘̚͜͜͝͝͝͝͝O̴̡͉̮͇͈͓͉̻͙͖̩̱̗̜͇͔̖̓͂͆̽͌̓̆̎̈́̌͒̍̊͑͆͋͋̂̉̉̋͊͛̆̑̀̆͛͒̚͘̚̚͘͜͝U̷̡̧̢̧͈̲̥̣̥͙̣͙̞͇͍̩͇̙̹͓̲̻͙̭̹̬̪̻̭̫̪̰̮͔̗̼̝̳̻͓͇̜͆̂̓̈͆͊̈́͒̎͆́͌̚̚͜͜͜͝ͅͅ ̷͈̳̣̖̫͈͕̻̀̀͋̇̍̎̓͒̃̈́̆̐̉̅͛̋̐̈́̚͠Ḯ̷̡̢̡̧̛̛̛̤̮͓͍͓͍̲̣͍̱͚̰͙̠̮̗̺͖̝͔̹̺̹̥͔̟̣̞̱̼͓̄̃̋̒̒̍̈́͌̓̏̃̄̊̈̾̿̏̃̇́͋̾́̓́͗̍̓̓̿̚̕̚̚͜͝͠͝͝͠ ̶̡̛͔̘̝̠͔̠̳̟̣̠̗̻̠͕͔̯̞̼͓͈͚͉͈̝̺͓͎͎͇̝̒̓̃͌͆̆̐͐̌̑͂̎́͛̇̀͌͛̉̀̈̌̀̑̾͋̂̍̈́̚͘͝C̷̨̢̧̨̧̨̧̧̨̛̗͔̼̳͎͇̯̬͕̙͈̭͚͍̘̗̣͕͈̙̳͍̩̘̘̝̠̱͕͈̭͔͍͔͙̳͎̾̈́̈́̓͑̎̌̇̋̉̀̈́̑́͒͗̋̈́̓̇̉́͊̾̏̅̀͌̍́͛̍̒̔̂̌͗̈́̄͐̍̾͐̐͐͐̂͛͜͝͝͝͠ͅͅỮ̶̧̨̧̧͈̻͇̟̖̻̤̮̠̤̻̮͈͍̹̗͍̫̮̺̪̪̠̠̮͇̳̫̪̯͛̄̔̐̂̈͗̉̉͆͆̂̏̆̓̈́͌̎̆͂̒̿̎̌̆͑̐̋̿̃͂͛͗̂͋̓̿̍́͊͘͘̕̕͠͝ͅͅR̵̪̪̳͓̲̜͉̭̲̼̱̱̹̈́͗̔̚͠S̸̡̗̺̘̤͇̙̫͍̻̩̭̟͙͉̗͕̞̃͒̅̅̋̀̓͂͑̏̍́̽͑͒̌́̎̑͒͐̐̓̆̏̎̒̔͗̌̑́̏̉̂͛̀̑̓͂͂͗̔̒̕͝͠͝E̵̝͎̤͙͕̫͍̳͈͔͙̻̪̮̟̤̗͎̬̣̞̣͂͋͌̎̅̑̍̈͛̊͗̽͐̅̋̎̏͌̚͝͠ͅ ̴̢̭̤̱̜̦̞̥̰͉͂̅͌̑̋͋̀̿̿̐̏͗͂̐͆̃͋̑̄̃͜ͅȲ̵̯̤̣̙̖̬̠͎̆Ǫ̴̭̘̜̓̈́̎͗̄̂̒̋̓͒̑̓Ự̸̘͔̤͇͋̈͊̓͐̅͛͛̈́͒̈́̎̈́̈̏̃̔͗̇̽͐̀͛̈́̕͘̚͘̚͝͝͝͝ ̴̢͙̙̙̻̹͈̦̝̠̙̥̜̫͈̗̖͓̻̞̭̟͖̠̹͉̼͓̣̹͈̜͖̫͈̜̳͈͖͚͚͔̹̟͎͎̼̙̥͐̄͂̑͆͊̊͗̀͐̕͜͜͝Į̶̨̨̢̨̨̛̻̱̗̟͚̩̙̗̣̲͉̬̦͈̜͉̘̖̺͍͚̣̰͇͕̥̝̭͇̤͍̜̫̲̮̬̜̹͇͊͋̈́̿̔̄̋̔̈̈́̌͆͆̽̌̑͋̒̌̽͑̿̑̆͊̅̋̂͛̄̀͋̈́̀̃͊̽̈́̋̔̚͜͜͠͝͝͝͝ͅͅͅ ̵̨̢̨̡͇̣͎̬͚̤̪̻̜̮̹̭͕̯͙̠̞̖̞̬̭̘͇͖͖͇̮̥̬͔͖̲̘̾̓̍̀́͑̽̋̈́͋̐̈́̄̃͑̑̄͋͛̓̓̏̍̏̑̑̓̚͠͠ͅC̴̢̡̡̘̻͚̺̞̱͔͈̖̫͈̣̠͓̟̦̬͈̟̞̣͕̹̤͈̥̺̞̙̗͕̯͉̘̞̪͖͍̘̜̣͇͋́̓̆͋͑̐͊͌̏̌̀̒̇̿̋́͛̒̈́̊͐̑́̇͐̐̆̃̚͜͠͝͝ͅƯ̶͉̪̪̣͚͉̤̩̱͚͎̲̦̣̻͔͚͊̓́̒̈́̌̀̈́̀̋͆͑̓̔̄͑̄̾͒͊̆̓̈́͊̈́͆̀̀̂̒̾̉̒̒̚̕͘͜͝ͅR̵̛̛̛̛̺̯͔̞͓͇̞̝̭̦͓̪̼̫̮̖͔͉̠̩̟̀͒̍͆̈͒͑̽̃̔͛̃̽̈́̃͗͗́̊͛̿́̃̇̈́̾͑̈̿̾̉̄̽̓̈̚͝͝͠S̶̢̞̫̣̪͚̪͙̤̤͈̻̰͙̠̞̩̦̘͚͈̦̯̱̩͔̙̘̦̹͚̖̙̟̘̣̣̹̩̖̄̐̈́̑̽̏̉̂͋͝ͅĘ̶̧̨̛̱̜̻̞̬̮̤̦͇̠̣͙̤̲̲̭̯̹͇̘̤̯̙͚̠͔͖̝̜͖̲̞̘̟͉̯͉͇̔͋͛̎̿̽̊̎̍̓̽̂̔̈́̇̍̏̑͗̚̚̚̚͠͝ͅ ̶̼̔̊͂̏̀̽̋̏̈̑̿Ỷ̸̢̺͚̦̰̗͓̣͓͎̟͎̲̪̰̭̬̜͎̙̝̗̫̮̺̳̹̣̖̲͍̰̱̻̖̰̜̝̘̙̪̪̼͍̮͕̙̥̩̜̘͋̈́̐͑͑͊̐̌́̂̈́̊̑́͛͘͜͝ͅƠ̸̢̢̧̛̛͇̘̻̼͉̲̣̺̞͈̮̣̰̼̫͉̺͖͓̹̮̰̱̠̖̩͉͉̼͔̲̱̣̓̊́̀̈̎̇͛͂̇͆̑͛̀̈̀̏̎̓͂̄͋̔͒͗̅̄̆͛͆̔̈́́̎͊̈́̏̆̈͐̽̐̀̅͊̈̕͜͝͠͝͝U̷̝͑̚ ̸̨̧̧̡̬͎͕̙̱͚̻̰̙̤̪͓͕̤̳̯̺̮̩̘͙͇̫͉̭͉̿͊̌̇͗͗̅̂̉̓͐̂̕̕͘͜͝I̶̯̯͖͍͎̙̝̖̳̝͈̳̫̱̻̠͖͈̝̘̟̦͕͚͉̹̝̬͇͓̟̙̺̤̦͙̯̼͉̤͈̙͔͓̘͉͈͙̺͎̞̗̓̒̔̈́̈́̉̀̽̑̃̑̃̍͂́̉̐̀̔̋̇͌̐̈́̾̇̂̀̈́̇̀̀̕͘̕͝͠ͅ ̴̗͓̭̻͗͋̍͑̊͒̀̌̊͊̈̃̃͌̄̏̀̂̃̋̓̾̊̑̋̚͘C̶̢̩͕̲̭͍͍̟̠̝̙̜̲̣̦̟̊̇͌͗̇́̑͆̐̊̅́͒̌̑̀̚͜U̴̢͖͙̺̲͈̪͚͖̝̰͇̲͉̭̤͉̗̱͇̓͂̏̊̌͜͜͝ͅR̶̨̡̡̨̧̠͍̞͈̖̦̯̫͎͔̤̩̩̰͎̟̹̤̰͎̫͙̼͚̣̦̅̒̂̈́̎̎̍̈͆̍͜S̵̢̨̨̢̛͈̤͕̳̗͍̭̯̼̬̤̭̖̭̭͕̼͔̘͕͇̦̝̝̤̫̦͚͚͙̤͉̤̳̭͓̬̲͎̹̃̊̊́̈͑͛̽́͐̅̓͝ͅͅE̵̡̡̡̦͔̬͉̣͇̱͚͙̘̤̠̣̣̯̦̘̠͍̩͉͕͔̫͎̜͎͓͍̱̹̯͍̳͈̱̰͎̻̤̹̎̒͋͗̑̈́̒̑͌͊́̍̾̎͌̒̈́̋́́́̈́͛̉̈́́̊̇͋̋̈́́́͘͜͜͜͠͠͠ ̴̨̢̨̛̻͇̫̣̘̩͈̙̼͖̺͚̝͈̤̰̼̗̮̗̖̤̤͓̱͛͑̄̽̂̓͌̆̏̄͑́̒̀͐̃̅̅̈͒͐͛̈́̈́̀̎́͑͌̌͌̈́̄́̉͑̿̐̕͘͠ͅŸ̴̧̧̧̢̢̘̝̼͍͓̥͇̖̝̪̞̮̪̘͖͉̤̘̪͖̘͔͇̠̲̬͚̹̭̥̳͕͇̤̻̘͉̭̘͓̮͇̪͉͉̖͔ͅͅO̵̢̡̨̨̯̺̦̹͓͕̤̦͖̮͓̱̟͚̮͙̳̠̻̥̪͖͕̮̳͎͖̱̭͐̇̂͐̒̄̓̕̕̕͝ͅŲ̸̨̨̧̳̪̖̦̰̥̰̫̺͎̦̱̰͖̗̜̭̗̙̹̝̻͚̼͉͎̱̰͎͌̈́͑̎̔̐͂̈́̒̉̾̍̑̓̀̏̐̎́͌̾̐̉͗̌̀́̀̔̎̃̂̉̉̉̈́̔̅̔̓̍̂͛͊̚̕͝͝͠͠͝ͅ ̸̢̨̡̡͚̱̣̻̪͇̮̣͚͔͚̱̯̫̥̞̹̞͇̲̞̫̙͍͇͍͕̣͍̹̰̎̓̇͊͛̇͌͗̓̃̆͋̎͑̓͋̉̏̅̒̽͊̏̆̊̾̐͆̈́̎̈́̎̀̓͛͐͆̓̌̍̄̅̾̍͠͝͝͝͝I̷̡̡̧̥̣͖͓͇̫̠̼̥͚̼͉̭͙̮̤͓̫̹̱͖͈̼̳̬͎̝̼͎̦̱̺̭̙̘̰̱̼̣͊͒͑̌̐̾̃̏̒̐͋͐̀͂͌̽̋̈́͂̋̉̊͑̄̀͋̍̉̍̽̅̓̆͌͆́̊̍̎͐͆̽̾̉̚̚̕͠͠ͅ 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      I fucking hate Stuart Little. I know what you’re thinking, this is some kind of funny joke, but no. Stuart Little is a piece of shit. A damn rat got picked over actual children at an orphanage and he’s supposed to be a hero? And I can’t even tell you how many damn times I’ve seen a great parking space only to turn the corner and realise Stuart Little is already parked there in his stupid little fucking convertible. He took my wife and the kids and my house and my job. I swear to fucking god, I’m going to kill myself and take that goddamn rodent to hell with me. Stuart Little has ruined my family. Last summer, I approached the miserable mouse in the street, and asked him for his autograph, because my son is a huge fan. The fucking rat gave me the autograph and told me to burn in hell. Later, when I gave my son the autograph he started crying and said he hated me. Turns out the mousefucker didnt write his autograph, no, he wrote “you’re a piece of shit, and i fucked your mom”. I’m now divorced, and planning a huge class-action lawsuit against the white devil that ruined my life. Your time is almost over, Stuart. All the people you’ve wronged will rise against you.

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          Most well adjusted roblox player
          Today I threatened a cashier at gun point to give me the $10 robux card sitting behind her counter. After a viscous shootout with the police, I returned to my house and set the card on my desk. I decided to take a shower to wash the gunpowder and blood off. After I’d bathed and listened to 30minutes of solid white noise to calm the voices in my head, I returned to my room to find the card missing. In the corner, my 8 year old brother was redeeming the card for himself before I could stop him he punched the last digit in and was awarded 800 robux to his account. In a fit of primal rage, I leapt the 25 feet between us and pounced on him, tearing him to shreds. His screams only fueled my rage. How dare he be surprised by my attack. I proceeded to rip the door off my truck and without turning the key and through pure willpower forced the vehicle to spontaneously appear in front of the main Roblox office. My molecules, refusing to coexist with any known law of physics, phased through the door. Again, through pure willpower, I molecularly reconstructed the front desk lady into a pile of Duracell rechargeable AA batteries. The people getting into the elevator saw this and started pressing the close door button. I telekinetically forced the doors back open and got inside while they screamed and begged. Their screams annoyed me so I growled at a frequency that irradiated their ions to the point of deconstruction. Once to the top floor I kicked the door to the CEO’s office open and sat down across from him. I summoned a photo of his children at gun point and demanded that he deposit 800 robux into my account. He did so earnestly. As I got up, he roared “all of this for $10!?” I smirked and said “the mitochondria is the power house of the cell” and leaped out his window from 87 stories up, stretching my skin into a wing suit, flying the 1,300 miles back to my home. I settled into my chair and surely enough, there were 800 robux in my account. I bought a pair of cosmetic wings and a cool hat.

          I’m in the CP world for 4 months. Help, please.

            Club Penguin copypasta
            It all started in the middle of november. Look, I'm a normal guy, and really trying to get off from this mess. I know is technically illegal and if the right person decide to sue me (or make me responsible) I'm fucked.

The first time I received something related to CP was in 2010 or 2011. Some freak posted a video in Twitter, and I did what at the time I considered "the right thing": report the post and pretend I never saw it.

Then 2017 came with all that mess involving Disney empolyees and shit, and I confess that made me curious. I mean, people losing jobs, you know: it had to be good. But life followed ok until the end of 2022. An old friend of mine, Carl (fake name, of course) sent me a link. Supposedly was a surface site, but with hosted on Deep Web or something like that. It wasn't the original stuff, but I have to say, the experience, oh man.

I'm not lying when I say that I felt myself as a kid again, browsing through the forums.

I became addicted to it. I would everyday turn my computer on and log into the site. I live with my parents, so of course I locked the room. Wouldn't be able to explain to them if I was caught accessing that kind of stuff.

Then I fucked everything up for the first time. I shared with some other friend of mine, Dale. The problem is that motherfucker snitch told my boss about it, and of course, he fired me, but did agree to not say a word "l'Il give you another shot in life, but never step a foot in this company again".

My life after that just got more and more screwed. I decided to post this here because I really need help. I can't stay away from that shit, even my freedom being at risk. I'm posting this from a Fake account, but accepting advice on my DM. I REALLY need to stop playing Club Penguin. Please, help.

            AITA for violating a pigeon?

              Volating a pigeon copypasta
              I am under a time constraint currently so I apologize if this seems rushed. All of this started towards the end of July. Both of my parents weren't home (they went to dinner at an Italian place.) So basically, I (15M), was horny and because hent4ihaven was blocked (my parents found out) I didn't have much choice. For context I live by a park with loads of pigeons, they are generally trusting of humans. I grabbed one of the bigger pigeons and brought it inside. It was cooing, attempting to call out the other pigeons, but it's effort was in vein. I was scarred at the time. It was too late. I had to do it. I brought the pigeon to my room. My heart was beating. I took off my pants and...Did it. Every thrust the pigeon would coo louder and louder. My dick barely fit inside its ass. When I finished I realized it had stopped responding. I had killed the pigeon. I was just mortified. I threw the pigeon outside my window and tried my best not to think about it. That was about 10 days ago.

I feel terrible for the pigeon. I feel like this could have been prevented if hent4i wasnt blocked. I feel terrible for the pigeon in question.