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7/26/2025, 5:33:05 AM
>>40796845
I only posted this thread because I wanted to see if anyone would actually read the paper before saying retarded bullshit
I only posted this thread because I wanted to see if anyone would actually read the paper before saying retarded bullshit
7/24/2025, 5:42:16 PM
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7/16/2025, 3:05:49 PM
>>531447457
I used to sit in the shadow of my father's house, squatting as the air shimmered, and wait for scorpions to scuttle out of the glare. I'd catch them in my bare fingers and hold them up, watching them wriggle. I'd pluck their limbs off, one by one. Sometimes I'd get stung, sometimes I wouldn't. It was a kind of game, though not a very good one. Once, a sting made me feverish for a month, leaving me boiling on my mat inside with visions and shaking. I might have died. I didn't care much, either way. Once I'd recovered, I was sitting right back out in the porch, waiting for the next one to scamper into range. Ever since then, I've played the same game: get close to the danger, see how long you can last before it bites you.
They were all the same - thick with filth and haze and the stink of perspiration and refuse. My parents were exasperated with me. They wanted me to learn a trade; get ahead, find something useful to do. I didn't want any of that. I wanted to be rich without trying. I wanted to have slaves and concubines. I wanted to play my scorpion game with people.
I used to sit in the shadow of my father's house, squatting as the air shimmered, and wait for scorpions to scuttle out of the glare. I'd catch them in my bare fingers and hold them up, watching them wriggle. I'd pluck their limbs off, one by one. Sometimes I'd get stung, sometimes I wouldn't. It was a kind of game, though not a very good one. Once, a sting made me feverish for a month, leaving me boiling on my mat inside with visions and shaking. I might have died. I didn't care much, either way. Once I'd recovered, I was sitting right back out in the porch, waiting for the next one to scamper into range. Ever since then, I've played the same game: get close to the danger, see how long you can last before it bites you.
They were all the same - thick with filth and haze and the stink of perspiration and refuse. My parents were exasperated with me. They wanted me to learn a trade; get ahead, find something useful to do. I didn't want any of that. I wanted to be rich without trying. I wanted to have slaves and concubines. I wanted to play my scorpion game with people.
7/9/2025, 10:10:07 PM
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7/4/2025, 1:38:40 PM
>>81708153
Come out, I promise not to rape you. Today.
Come out, I promise not to rape you. Today.
6/28/2025, 10:26:36 AM
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6/21/2025, 5:23:11 PM
>>508197622
I tip them over whenever I pass by one parked on the sidewalk.
I tip them over whenever I pass by one parked on the sidewalk.
6/18/2025, 4:29:37 AM
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