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Sato 🧡 25 dec 2024 om 22:48 
Happy holidays for 2024 speboy!
Tangy 8 jul 2024 om 18:52 
"touch grass" is not an insult towards gamers, rather it is advice for them. When participating in intense periods of gaming, the human hand has a tendency to get sweaty. The sweat causes the hand to become slick, and it b becomes more difficult to retain a grip on the gamers gaming mouse, thus making it more difficult to perform well in intense gaming moments. By touching grass with the gamers hand, the grass will impart a layer of particulate onto the gamers hand, the particulate can be made of a variety of dusts, dirts and other natural matter. This particulate will then act in a similar form to climbers chalk, absorbing the sweat and drying out the gamers hand. With dry hands, the gamer can now perform to their maximum when gaming. This is why when an enemy or teammate tells you to touch grass, they are simply trying to assist you in performing better.
Sato 🧡 25 dec 2023 om 11:09 
Merri Kurisumasu 2023, mrrpmrrp!
Tangy 16 jun 2023 om 12:59 
mm.. pucko
Edith 20 mrt 2023 om 10:24 
Hey sorry for the random msg just wanted to let you know there is a new HogwartsRP server out there 45.88.228.104:27015 Maybe you are interested since you are in SBS group :) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T4xtZ-hCHKU
Tangy 8 feb 2023 om 16:21 
I once had a dream that I was a spaghetti noodle

I once had a dream that I was a spaghetti noodle. Yes, you heard it right. I was a spaghetti noodle. I was swirling in a pot of boiling water, feeling free and alive. But then, I heard a voice calling out to me. It was the meatball! The meatball was rolling towards me, getting bigger and bigger. I was terrified, but at the same time, I felt a strange connection to it.

Just as the meatball was about to gobble me up, I woke up. But even now, years later, I can't shake the feeling that I was meant to be reunited with that meatball. Maybe it was a sign that I should open a spaghetti and meatball restaurant. Or maybe it was a message from the universe to follow my dreams, no matter how unconventional they may be. Either way, I will always remember the day I became a spaghetti noodle in a dream.