So I was waiting in line to vote when all of a sudden this voting "official" came up to me and said that there was something wrong with my voter registration and asked me to follow him to the back. When we went around back he said that I had to take off my pants and show my cock because penis size is the most accurate way to confirm voter identity. Because o though he was a voting official I swiftly removed my pants and underwear to show him my member. After he fondled it for a bit he said it was good and I could go back into the line. It was only after I voted I realized that he forgot to check my balls too!!! He was obviously not certified to check such an area and I immediately contacted the security guards about his presence. Please do not fall for any tricks like I did! stay safe and happy voting!
Part I
I was born into a family of non-yeeters. Every morning before I went to school my father would say, "if I ever find out that you've hit that yeet, I'll thump ya."
"Yes, pa," I would always reply. It was a regular occurrence for him to burst into my room unannounced while I was relaxing or doing homework.
"Y'all hitting that yeet?" he would seeth.
"No, pa," I would answer.
"Good." He would then walk out the room and shout, "If I ever catch ya, it's a thumpin'."
It was a difficult upbringing. I had seen my friends hittin' that yeet at school, and many of them encouraged me to partake.
I would swallow my pride. "No thanks. I don't wanna catch a thumpin' from pa." As a result, I was an outcast. A loner. I became depressed, knowing that I would never be like my peers, I would never fit in - I would never hit that yeet.
One day, when I was still but a wee lad, I became curious. I was in my room, watching Instagram videos of fellas my age hittin' that yeet all over town without a care in the world. My intentions got the better of me. I stood up, my knees trembling. Carefully, I leaned onto my right foot and raised my hand in the air.
I breathed in.
"YEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!"
My father burst from my closet. "I told you I'd thump ya if I ever caught you hittin' that yeet, nibba," he ejaculated. Then, he thumped me.
I haven't hit that yeet since.
PART II
Until today. This morning was my father's funeral. At the procession, my brother asked me to say a few words. I told him I only needed one.
With confidence, I approached the podium. I gazed out upon the gathering of sad faces. I cleared my throat and leaned into the microphone.
"Yeet," I spake.
Suddenly, my father leapt from his hand-crafted mahogany coffin, the gunshot wound still in his chest. He sprinted up to the podium with the energy of a man without a gunshot wound in his chest.
"Y'all hittin' that dirty fuckin' yeet at my funeral?" he ejaculated. He raised his hand to thump me.
"Not so fast, pa." I grabbed his hand. "Yaint thumpin' no mo'."
My father looked at me with eyes as open as the gunshot wound in his chest. A tear fell from his right eye, which also had a monocle. "The student becomes the teacher," he said.
"The student becomes the yeetcher," I corrected him.
K? Really you fucking idiot? I pour my heart and soul into a message and you reply with k? Do you think this is some kind of joke? Do you not realize how much this hurt me? This is like giving a man you risked his life in combat to save 100 other soldiers and giving him a bar of chocolate. God you are so inconsiderate. Come back when you learn to text like a normal person.
Hey Vsauce, the Infinite Darkness here
Why am I filled with eternal pain and suffering? Well, my soul has been consumed by the one all might Lord, Cthulu, so I have been trapped inside this dying mortal corpses for all eternity, never to escape.
I'm new to this land \*Banishes Glorious Nippon Steel Katana Folded Over 1000 Time\* I am known as AbysmalTyrant6, but you may address me as The Wolf of Doom. ha-ha.. As you can see, I'm very intimidating. This is why I am here now, to meet intimidating people such as myself. My true form is thousands of years old (I'm very youthful for being an ancient prophecy, though) I enjoy practicing swordsmanship with my Wolf companion, Tilly. (I have a kindred animal spirit so if you don't recognize that, off with your head) It's our favorite martial art because it's so intimidating. My wolf spirit, Tilly is also extremely intimidating of course but I wish to meet more intimidating people. It's as the ancient Japanese said "弱肉強食" “The weak are meat; the strong eat.” ha-ha-ha.. Anyways, I hope to meet a lot of intimidating people here so please give me lots of comments.
AAAHHHOOOOOOOOO <-- Me howling with my wolf familiar.
Farewell...
"Wake from death and return to life"
The Wolf of Doom
OwO : Standard use, for noticing bulges
owo : When the bulge isn't as big
uwu : When you're not impressed by the bulge or there isn't one
ÒwÓ : Mischievous OwO, for when you're feeling devious
□w□ : The OwO for people who wear glasses
●w● : The OwO if you're wearing sunglasses
Owo : For feeling confused of the bulge
♡w♡ : The legendary OwO, used for bulges so large that you get heart eyes from it. Do not use this emote lightly, for the power of it is great
