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I don't like writer's block, I prefer to call it writer's parry.

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xen·o·pho·bi·a   [zen-uh-foh-bee-uh, zee-nuh-] Show IPA

noun

an unreasonable fear or hatred of foreigners or strangers or of that which is foreign or strange.

Do you feel blame? Are you mad? Uh, do you feel like wolf kabob Roth vantage? Gefrannis booj pooch boo jujube; bear-ramage. Jigiji geeji geeja geeble Google. Begep flagaggle vaggle veditch-waggle bagga?

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Once, a war against the lovers and the haters of Suzimiya Haruhi cause a great grammar fail. Blightmare was then banned due to stuff. Fortunately he got his ban extended for over 9000 offences against Haruhi. Suddenly, in the sky, a sperm whale appeared, and spelled "whale" shockingly correctly. Then Jexius edited his pants to look like a boss. Jexius then banned Epsilon for his uncontainable awesomeness. AF was then closed. Ross only said, "I will go to the highest and the most isolated mountain in the kingdom of Gondor and jump onto a trampoline." Suddenly, an alien turned into Ross's enormously grotesque fat ex girlfriend who likes CoD videos, which are overrated.

Later that day, Captain Figunaye's ship landed on Australian held island territory, but Epsilon headshotted the main mast. "HAX!", yelled a random seagull under a flying giraffe. That is not sensical or logical. Figunaye laughed like an antelope doesn't. Suddenly a sandwich ate a Heavy. Sandwich then flew all the way back to Snuggles. Nobody noticed the giant pencil hovering above our galaxy smuggling bullets to my tiny apartment. All of a sudden, Epsilon shot down a flying Scout. The Scout was full of Bonk energy drink. The radioactive energy caused a green fish to implode. The Medic's insanity

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x 99% of the square root

And when he gets to heaven,

To saint Peter he will tell;

One more soldier reporting, sir.

I've served my time in Hell!

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Once, a war against the lovers and the haters of Suzimiya Haruhi cause a great grammar fail. Blightmare was then banned due to stuff. Fortunately he got his ban extended for over 9000 offences against Haruhi. Suddenly, in the sky, a sperm whale appeared, and spelled "whale" shockingly correctly. Then Jexius edited his pants to look like a boss. Jexius then banned Epsilon for his uncontainable awesomeness. AF was then closed. Ross only said, "I will go to the highest and the most isolated mountain in the kingdom of Gondor and jump onto a trampoline." Suddenly, an alien turned into Ross's enormously grotesque fat ex girlfriend who likes CoD videos, which are overrated.

Later that day, Captain Figunaye's ship landed on Australian held island territory, but Epsilon headshotted the main mast. "HAX!", yelled a random seagull under a flying giraffe. That is not sensical or logical. Figunaye laughed like an antelope doesn't. Suddenly a sandwich ate a Heavy. Sandwich then flew all the way back to Snuggles. Nobody noticed the giant pencil hovering above our galaxy smuggling bullets to my tiny apartment. All of a sudden, Epsilon shot down a flying Scout. The Scout was full of Bonk energy drink. The radioactive energy caused a green fish to implode. The Medic's insanity multiplied by 20%x 99% of the square root of cake which is very tasty but sadly is your mother. Everything

And when he gets to heaven,

To saint Peter he will tell;

One more soldier reporting, sir.

I've served my time in Hell!

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