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u mne

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не правда, ты сосал ему

sosal emy

тупая дура

пидораси +w

гандон соси

“𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘢𝘨𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘭𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘦.”
- https://v1.steam.hlxgame.cc/sharedfiles/filedetails/?id=3534466955

+rep

дефолтный нуб

+rep xuesos

sama sasi lox nup

love uu

tinfoil hat gang day 26:i made my first tinfoil hat on a rainy evening, convinced it would shield me from neighbour's new Asus ROG Octopus 7 Gaming Router and its mind control beams. as i settled in to watch my favorite paranormal platform "youtube", a mysterious call came through, warning me to “take it off.” ignoring the advice, i suddenly found myself speaking in fluent bing-bong, while my cat stared at me like i completely lost my mind. the next day, i became the town’s peculiar celebrity, forever known as the mf talking to the microwave, all thanks to my shiny headgear.

tinfoil hat gang day 25: as I stood shivering in the thick fog that had suddenly enveloped my village, i could hear my name being whispered from the depths of the darkness, drawing me closer with an eerie allure. curiosity fought against my instincts, and before I knew it, i found myself at the ancient oak tree, its gnarled roots twisting unnaturally as if they had a life of their own. there, embedded in the bark, was a mirror that reflected not my face but a grotesque version of myself; the hollow eyes and sinister grin sent chills down my spine as it beckoned me with a chilling promise of power. I hesitated for just a moment, but the ghostly whispers grew deafening, and as my fingers grazed the shattered edges, the world around me erupted into chaos, and i was pulled into a nightmare, wasabi filled french toasts were raining during that night, and of them fell on my face, burning it

i woke and i got fresh as hell on a monday, i cant go to hell i went to church last sunday, last tuesday i met a model on a runaway, she said she wanna run away with me and hit a highway

tinfoil hat gang day 222:
this is a collect call from "kiyosumi oyasumi saido" an incarcerated individual at mandela county's jail, you may start the conversation now:
guess who's going to jail tonight..
guess who's go..

from now on i identify myself as bubba sawyer jr.
cuz of the way i want to scrape ur face and put it on mine (((imsorry)imnot)imabubbamain)(women fear me fish want me, i dont remember the text)
*scared lebron.png*

tinfoil hat gang day 23: a chance of getting stalked by chris pratt is low, but never zero.
fun fact, your brain is constantly eating itself

p0nb

tinfoil hat gang day 23: a cop pulls me over and said:
- papers.
i said:
- Scissors, I win!
then he shot me 69 times

tinfoil hat gang day 22: today i was trying to make on omelette, however as i took pair of eggs they started shouting slurs in Dutch, they gave me a cryptowallet code, when i entered it, i was 6 dogecoins with a small desctiption "minions, tonight we're gonna still the moon", after that i woke up on the floor, practicing downrock breakdance basics, ig the eggs were expired, but there wan an open tab in my browser with cryptowallet and 6 dogecoins

blackrock more like blacktinfoil hat. rock. blockrok,blorok,blackfoil rock

tinfoil hat gang day 21(steam made sure to cancel half o comment,so im doin it agian): /kyyg0HZ+K19K8zTcJscmU4bRaB/a8TCON9LCPmPm0vDKf8nK8cc5dCBwaAOKLNJGg/vuDH4G+dE5OnEQB2d8t1zx6twu640hI9ru9JRgPiakLtw6aQqDQGLTsGFmxBI41KfWE7qd2Bf1pQEIDGPlg==

tinfoil hat gang fact day 20: my blood is a controlled substance in 39 states, and im not even american, i live inside of mount Vesuvius

tinfoil hat gang day 19:
-aw, that's a cute kitty. (i say as i pat on kitty)
-no, im evil kitty(said evil kitty)
smacks the pluh out of me

tinfoil hat gang day 18: i ordered a pizza, that's when pizza said
-im's poison pizza
it's that when i realize there is no pizza, and im actually a schizophrenia guy
*ᵖˡᵘʰ*

tinfoil hat gang day 17: i haven't stubbed my toe in 6 months!
i said with joys, i was then shot 57 times

tinfoil hat gang day 15:As I stumbled through the dense, moonlit forest, a chilling silence enveloped me, broken only by the rustle of leaves. From the shadows emerged figures with blank, featureless faces, their limbs twisted unnaturally, and they moved closer, their presence suffocating. I turned to run, but a cold hand gripped my shoulder, and I realized with horror that I was no longer alone—I had become one of them. Suddenly, a disco ball appeared on one of the branches of the trees, and all the creatures around began to dance, smooth operator

c:\swiggity sw00ty

tinfoil hat gang day 14: Last thing i remember was me going to sleep, then, as if time snapped i stepped through the dimly lit doorway, my eyes adjusting to the faint blue glow of the twisted walls. The air was heavy with the stench of rot and ozone, as if reality was unraveling before me. Above me loomed the grotesque, cybernetic figure of Zorbath, its cold, digital eyes boring into my soul. I was just a fleeting, insignificant specimen in a labyrinthine realm of madness. MANKIND IS DEAD. BLOOD IS FUEL. HELL IS FULL.

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happy buhlentine's day, yr never lonely, tinfoil hat gang is with ya
and the government as long as you pay taxes

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tinfoil hat gang day 12: as I cast my net into the dark depths of the ocean, I felt an unusual tug that dragged me beneath the surface. When I resurfaced, gasping for air, I was surrounded by the floating corpses of teenage mutant ninja turtles, their eyes wide open in eternal panic. with each wave crashing around me, I could hear their whispers,begging for a pizza slice, forever trapped in this atlantic nightmare.

Will I be 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍?
Is there one 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚜𝚝?
Starting to 𝚜𝚘𝚋𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚙
Has it been 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑?

one foggy night, I woke up to a series of bizarre creaking sounds echoing from the corners of my room. rubbing the sleep from my eyes, i caught a glimpse of a shadow flitting about just out of focus, moving in a wildly exaggerated sway. couple of seconds later i realized that it was dancing Gangnam Style, its moves synced to an eerie music that echoed in my mind. suddenly, it turned and shouted, “Bring back the tin foil hat gang!” before breaking into a frantic shimmy that sent my collection of hats flying off the shelf, revealing an underwhelming stash of dusty old hats. so yea tin foil hat gang day 10!

buh

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hiya, so uhh, somehow i got scammed(even tho i've been trading half of my life) and not in the mood of creating "tinfoil hat gang" stuff for a while, but hey, ty for reading these cursed stories anyway :D

tinfoil hat gang day 9: As I sat in my tent, trying to warm my hands over the dying campfire, I noticed a chill in the air and saw the trees outsi-chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming chris pratt is coming

tinfoil hat gang day 8: Many believe that aliens have been secretly controlling the world's supply of cheese, manipulating our snack choices and influencing our decisions to fuel their dairy-based agenda. It's said that the government's "National Mozzarella Reserve" is actually a cover for their extraterrestrial cheese overlords, who have been subtly shaping our taste buds for decades. But what they don't tell you is that the true mastermind behind this intergalactic scheme is none other than a rogue from the planet "Gouda-4."

tinfoil hat gang day 7: im out of creativity, so i'l get a day off, kiyosumi is definetely not being held hostage by mee-hee (c) not MJ

Apparently steam isn't a big fan os Chris Pratt, so i can't invite anyone to the group, HOWEVER, if you would like Chris Pratt to watch u sleep, make sure to join the group.
We have a real Chris Pratt in the group (not really)
https://v1.steam.hlxgame.cc/groups/chrisprattlovesu

tinfoil hat gang day 6: As I stepped into the decrepit mansion, the air grew thick with a musty scent and an unnatural chill. Just then, a whisper brushed against my ear, sending chills down my spine: "There's nowhere to hide from mee-hee." As i glanced, i saw a dark-shadowy figure moonwalking towards me, i turned to flee, but the door slammed shut, sealing my fate in that cursed place with Michael Jackson.