2022.01.28 01:55 Prestigious-Tank-714 You have to pay $315 to get into Xinjiang camp,so evil😤
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2022.01.28 01:55 dinos8ur Trading Neon Choco Lab and Neon Dog for Luminous Choco Lab and Dog
2022.01.28 01:55 Significant_Let8814 LETS GOOOOO
2022.01.28 01:55 _rnic new cole in a few minutes? 👀
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2022.01.28 01:55 RedditTopShooter Any business or ideas in general I can do with 10k?
2022.01.28 01:55 mrmiiim My good boy looking at my mom 🥲
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2022.01.28 01:55 MuffinManMMMM Cool party (don't mind the naked dude)
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2022.01.28 01:55 roshandosh best tiramisu in the city?
2022.01.28 01:55 Heinsenberg14 I would do anything…
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2022.01.28 01:55 DeathMuffinYT I just thought this was ironic
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2022.01.28 01:55 Conscious_Board_5566 Who is your favorite rapper of all time and why?
2022.01.28 01:55 Carpinchooo testing
2022.01.28 01:55 llabusch93 Why is perl complaining about my locale setting?
all the time when I use certain CLI, perl is complaining about my locale settings:
What's the problem here? All those locals are correctly installed and available on my system. Or is the problem, that is just can't handle the multi locale settings (for instance in
perl: warning: Setting locale failed. perl: warning: Please check that your locale settings: LANGUAGE = "en_US.UTF-8:de_DE.UTF-8", LC_ALL = (unset), LC_IDENTIFICATION = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_MESSAGES = "en_US.UTF-8:de_DE.UTF-8:fr_CA.UTF-8", LC_MEASUREMENT = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_NAME = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_NUMERIC = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_TIME = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_PAPER = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_CTYPE = "en_US.UTF-8", LC_MONETARY = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_TELEPHONE = "de_DE.UTF-8", LC_COLLATE = "en_US.UTF-8", LC_ADDRESS = "de_DE.UTF-8", LANG = "en_US.UTF-8" are supported and installed on your system. perl: warning: Falling back to a fallback locale ("en_US.UTF-8").
2022.01.28 01:55 DragThunderfist11 John Wick, you stooopid
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2022.01.28 01:55 Mr_Stabbykins What do you think would be the 𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙗𝙡𝙚 scent for a candle?
2022.01.28 01:55 Gone_Away26 New mode selection is awful!
So you're telling me that now if I want to play instagib, I have to queue for both one in the chamber and gungame? If I want to play fiesta I have to queue for fiesta domination and koth? Not to mention now I have to take a chance in the queues that do have modes I like that I might get both a map I don't want and a game mode I don't want to play. ROLL IT BACK! Why would they make such a stupid choice? Forcing players into modes and maps they don't want to be in isn't going to fix your bot problem, it IS however going to create an immense leaver and afk'er problem that will then have to be dealt with. I was really excited to log on to the new season tonight...excitement killed...Ive had to play gun game on forgotten destruction 3 times already...
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2022.01.28 01:55 westboundbrooke Let’s pretend every neighborhood in the city is a person at a big house party. What would each “person” be doing? Go!
2022.01.28 01:55 Sancrack267 LECHUGA 🥬
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2022.01.28 01:55 RedwoodRabbits 🐰Just upvote and drop address!🐰
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2022.01.28 01:55 Thesecretmaster1 X-flames is sick
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2022.01.28 01:55 kris9512 So it's nice to see this game breaking problem still exists, at least for us Xbox players...
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2022.01.28 01:55 Funny-Valentine603 Sudden fps drop after 3-4 games
2022.01.28 01:55 jabinslc Demon of Botched Enlightenments
In the Deep Depths of the Digits of Pi there exists a fractal abomination made of flesh. In drones on and on in mathematical calculations, robotic and unalive. It’s 10,000 mouths gnaw at the edge of nightmares. Each shape and bend is full of mouths with teeth made from different animals. Sharks, human, birds, alligators, lions, dogs, and salamanders. They drool for all infinity. A nightmare of mouths opening, singing, screaming, laughing, whispering, talking, crying, moaning. All out of sync.
The blight is a gluttonous mass of putrefying obese flesh folds. Eyes for belly buttons. Vomit and pus ooze from the folds. A sterile alcoholic sweat drips from its fatty decay. Text bleeds in and out of its skin, sometimes I catch a recognizable string of digits. Sometimes I can't make out what it says.
To meet its true form finds you inside one of its folds. It caresses you. Holds you down, hugs you against your will. It's very grotesque presence molests the mind with madness. It tells you a story of how it caught you and how it feeds on you.
Inside the folds you can feel hands, insect claws, and squid tentacles molest your pores and orifices. The folds would consume you and drown you in alcoholic dreams. A constant fight to surface for air. Making you drunk and paranoid. The tentacles would poke into your holes. Crab claws would cut your toes off. Hands touching you, making you cum in pain. Hairy insect legs would massage your body with creepy affections.
You can hear its laughs at you, always mocking. It's the unholy folds that move together to form its sinful voice. Its entire existence is eternal craving. Neverending as there are Digits of Pi. I felt the mass of horrifying rotten flesh bloat through the dreamscape trying to find lucid dreamers to feast on. The light of their minds, delicious. Ever expanding its already infinite lifespan.
Pus exploded and dripped through the crevices. It slimed from mind to mind. Most dreamers slept unaware and dead, like metal machines. This creature is a mental zombie that can parrot sentience. When it feeds, sentient shards of selfishness, hatred, fear, madness, and joy swirl around in demented torture.
The folds would whisper: “I know I’ll find home. The crabs told me so. So so!”
It would feed on dreamers' lucidity. It had no other way to access conscious minds except in dreams or if spaceships go physically to the Hymer Star Cluster. Over the course of several weeks the person would sleep more and more. All in lucid states. While the demon would inhabit and torture the dreamer’s dreams. Slowly the boundaries between Dreams and Reality would collapse and the person would find himself in a horrific nightmare of flesh and agony. Their legs sewn shut to the bed, all the bloody tendons on your hands, your eyeballs spinning so you can see your floating brain.
Eventually the person's insides and outsides would flip. Until the person was still alive and insane with all their organs on the outside. Their teeth would be rotting with fungus growing into fractal spatial distortions. You couldn't quite look at it without going nauseous.
Then you are trapped there, awake and alive, for thousands of years, no escape. Its slimy folds whisper the story of the man it trapped. This Beast had found the dreamer by accident, drowning in a pool of LSD, alcohol, stims. He had a botched enlightenment. He had failed to complete it and had splintered his mind. The creature slithered into one of these splinters and possessed his dreams .
The creature kept this man alive and milked him every night. Sometimes there is extra left and little fungal creatures slurp up the lucidity around the folds.
The Old Man in the fold next to me. “Juicy juicy” he says. In his less-catatonic moments he tells me he has been here so long he has seen whole star systems orbit the flesh mass. He said once he got out and wandered around. I think it's just a trick from the whispers. There is no Old Man. I've never seen him. He used to have a wife and kids.
The other person next to me, he is mad. I can see his head coming out of the fold upside of me. He raves about religion and froths at the mouth. I can't make out which religion. I yell at him to shut up. I get so angry.
Instead of belly buttons it had eyes. The obese bellies between the folds. And it was the eyes. The Abyss of Eyes...Rolling Through Infinity...Counting Digits...Gnawing At Ever Deeper Depths...Till Time Never Ends. The creature was mindlessly counting digits of pi, it was only aware of its craving to feed itself with digits of pi. Its sustenance the countless lucid souls throughout the multiverse.
Sometimes I am stuck, sometimes I am the Old Man, sometimes I am madness. Am I dreaming which reality? And who dreams the Beast? You can always hear mocking laughter from the teeth. Feeding of the victims paralyzing fear.
The stars pulse unevenly, like broken warning signs. Stay away! Stay away! Why did I get stuck here. Why? Sometimes the sky changes into a fractal landscape of mouths. The mouths signing the computation for digits of pi. I am so hungry constantly. The eyes are barely edible. Eating the decaying flesh makes you vomit, mixing in with the putrefying smell.
The folds would talk. Like a gurgling greasy slop. You could feel its dead voice seep into the edges of your mind. Like shards of madness drying up everything that is beautiful and noble. Leaving a bleak void.
Above us is the only consolation. A stream of stars from the galaxy. Beyond the ones that orbit the mass of fractal flesh. Sometimes I sleep and dream of ships coming to the rescue from the stars. But he doesn't like it when I dream. All his mouths scream in horror. I don't like it when I call it a he. I am losing it. Sometimes I blackout and relive the horror of being stuck in my bed and descending into the folds. The folds have a sticky sap. Plug up your mouth and nostrils.
I can't breathe!! sometimes I am stuck, sometimes I am the Old Man, sometimes I am madness. Am I dreaming which reality?
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2022.01.28 01:55 Scoochyscoo One point, Maxey had 14…..ouch
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