Taking a crap on the toilet. Read through the knitting magazine twice and seen the newest America's Dumbest Criminals clip, which always reminds me of this forum group. Still on the toilet. Need more prunes I think.
The big question here is, what ice cream flavor was it? And do *they* know?
I can understand why you wouldn't want to make it though a day at the beach without hearing from me. You miss me. I get it. Sadly we'll never be able to play again. (Mixed emotions, I know. "I never have to lose to her now! YESSSS!" Followed by "I have to live the rest of my life as a BabyShark dodger with no way to redeem myself." Sad face.)
Find the Dolorean. It's your only chance.
Tupac and I got in a fight over which W2 themed wallpaper to use in the bathroom, and banned each other from the new server at the exact same time, which caused the server to implode, then explode, then become the universe, then it appeared to vanish (but didn't), since Tupac and I were launched into a different time. Bush is still alive where we are. I actually wrote this message in the past. Your past, my present.
I'll write alive-Bush a letter from you.
BabyShark scrares me. If you help me through this, I'll tell you what day you're gonna die since I am from the future.
PS. I'm eating ice cream on the beach with my fiance who's so boring I'm writing a letter to an old dead guy instead. Xxooxoxoxxooxoxoxoxoxo
BTW, wouldn't go around telling people you're from the future. They probably won't believe you and might even think you're crazy.
But then again, people know you fear BabyShark...not sure the crazy thing will matter now.
While I was moving through time, I glimpsed a clip from the Secret Admin chat.
Dugs: We have to ban!!
Tora: She is Shayateen, deserving of having spine ripped out slowly daily, but we need players on the server.
Blid: *picks nose*
Swift: "Not to worry, I have $5000."
Dugs: "What are you going to do with $5000?"
Swift: "Shut up, you corrupt piece of ****."
Dugs: "I'm going to ban. Enough is enough."
Blid: "On what grounds?"
Dugs: "Doesn't know her place. Just doesn't shut up."
Blid: "What is her place?"
Swift: "Guys, I'm rich."
Dugs: "Newbs like that shouldn't be challenging or exposing our circle of corruption!"
Blid: "I hate Trump. He looks like a Cheeto."
Tora: "He is successful!"
Kagan: Почему задница ружья переполняет края его сиденья. Его выпуклое ожирение вот-вот сломает ему стул.
Swift: "She's insane."
Blid: "I'm a lawyer."
Tora: "Trump is more successful than you."
Dellam as Lance: "I didn't hack. The temple was already on the map you idiots."
Dugs: "How did that psycho Lance get in here?"
Dellam as Lance: You're a newb.
Blid and Tora phone il.
"Dellam is back again."
iL: Я занят, идиоты. Мне плевать на варкрафт.
Blid: "What did he say?"
Tora: "I don't understand Russian."
Dugs: "No surprise there. You don't understand English either! I've been telling you, BAN!!"
Blid: "If we ban all the players, who will be left to play? Haven't you already banned 380 people who challenged you to 1v1? I checked the admin logs since you don't tell anyone when you ban and some of us are concerned the player numbers are dwindling."
Dugs: "Who cares about playing. We just need to make sure no one interrupts us from telling new players who try out Warcraft 2 for the first time how much they suck and to kill themselves! We need something in life to feel tough about."
Blid. "Okay, I guess. Cool."
Swift: "Instead of banning, I have a better idea. I will tell everyone on the server dirty stuff about her! Insane! Evil! Manipulative! Slutty! Plain evil!!"
Mouse: "There is no such thing as evil."
Swift: "Did I say you could talk?"
Mouse: "I guess not. Sorry sir." *bows*
Swift: "Don't let it happen again."
Blid: "I'm not sure people will believe BabyShark is evil. She's one of the nicest people on the server. She plays with newbs, she promotes the community. I personally like her."
The mob assaults Blid. When the smoke clears, Blid rises slowly off the ground.
Blid: "I guess you're right. She's evil."
Swift: "Attaboy." *Pats Blid on the head and gives him a biscuit.*
Tora: "I hate BabyShark. Swift, I want to give you some money."
Dugs: "Ban Lethal, BabyShark, and Tupac."
Swift: "I am very comfortable with this group of admins."