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I NEED THE GRINCH. ~ Rawr x3 nuzzles how are you pounces on you you're so warm o3o notices you have a bulge o: someone's happy ;) nuzzles your necky wecky murr hehehe rubbies your bulgy wolgy you're so big :oooo rubbies more on your bulgy wolgy it doesn't stop growing ·///· kisses you and lickies your necky daddy likies (; nuzzles wuzzles I hope daddy really likes $: wiggles butt and squirms I want to see your big daddy meat wiggles butt I have a little itch o3o wags tail can you please get my itch puts paws on your chest nyea its a seven inch itch rubs your chest can you help me pwease squirms pwetty pwease sad face I need to be punished runs paws down your chest and bites lip like I need to be punished really good~ paws on your bulge as I lick my lips I'm getting thirsty. I can go for some milk unbuttons your pants as my eyes glow you smell so musky :v licks shaft mmmm so musky drools all over your cock your daddy meat I like fondles Mr. Fuzzy Balls hehe puts snout on balls and inhales deeply oh god im so hard licks balls punish me daddy nyea squirms more and wiggles butt I love your musky goodness bites lip please punish me licks lips nyea suckles on your tip so good licks pre of your cock salty goodness eyes role back and goes balls deep mmmm moans and suckles ~ Ahh, not so fast Morty. You heard your mom, we’ve got adventures to go on Morty. Just you and me, and sometimes your sister, and sometimes your mom, but NEVER your dad! You wanna know why Morty? Because he CROSSED me. Oh it gets darker Morty... Welcome to the darkest year of our adventures. First thing that’s different, no more dad Morty. He threatened to turn me in to the government, so I made him and the government go away... I repla-burp-ced them both as the defacto-patriarch of your family, AND your universe. Your mom wouldn’t have accepted me if I came home without you and your sister. So now you know the REAL reason I rescued you. I JUST TOOK OVER THE FAMILY MORTY! And if you tell your mom or sister I said any of this, I’ll DENY it. And they’ll take my side, because I’m a hero, Morty. And now you’re gonna have to do whatever I say, Morty, FOREVER! A-and I-I’ll go out and find some more of that Mulan, Szechuan Teriyaki dipping sauce, Morty. Because that’s, that's what this is all about Morty! Th-that’s my one arm man. I’m not driven by avenging my dead family - I-I’m driven by finding that, McNugget Sauce. I want that Mulan McNugget Sauce, Morty. If it takes 9 seasons, I WANT MY MCNUGGET DIPPING SAUCE SZECHUAN SAUCE MORTY! TH-THAT’S WHAT'S GONNA TAKE US, ALL THE WAY TO THE END MORTY! SEASON, 9 MORE SEASONS MORTY! 9 MORE SEASONS UNTIL I GET THAT DIPPING SZECHUAN SAUCE! FOR 97 MORE YEARS MORTY! I WANT THAT MCNUGGET SAUCE MORTY! ~ Look at them, they come to this place when they know they are not pure. Tenno use the keys, but they are mere trespassers. Only I, Vor, know the true power of the Void. I was cut in half, destroyed, but through it's Janus Key, the Void called to me. It brought me here and here I was reborn. We cannot blame these creatures, they are being led by a false prophet, an impostor who knows not the secrets of the Void. Behold the Tenno, come to scavenge and desecrate this sacred realm. My brothers, did I not tell of this day? Did I not prophesize this moment? Now, I will stop them. Now I am changed, reborn through the energy of the Janus Key. Forever bound to the Void. Let it be known, if the Tenno want true salvation, they will lay down their arms, and wait for the baptism of my Janus key. It is time. I will teach these trespassers the redemptive power of my Janus key. They will learn it's simple truth. The Tenno are lost, and they will resist. But I, Vor, will cleanse this place of their impurity. ~  I've come to make an announcement: Shadow the Hedgehog's a bitch-ass motherfucker. He pissed on my fucking wife. That's right. He took his hedgehog fuckin' quilly dick out and he pissed on my FUCKING wife, and he said his dick was THIS BIG, and I said that's disgusting. So I'm making a callout post on my Twitter.com. Shadow the Hedgehog, you got a small dick. It's the size of this walnut except WAY smaller. And guess what? Here's what my dong looks like. That's right, baby. Tall points, no quills, no pillows, look at that, it looks like two balls and a bong. He fucked my wife, so guess what, I'm gonna fuck the earth. That's right, this is what you get! My SUPER LASER PISS! Except I'm not gonna piss on the earth. I'm gonna go higher. I'm pissing on the MOOOON! How do you like that, OBAMA? I PISSED ON THE MOON, YOU IDIOT! You have twenty-three hours before the piss DROPLETS hit the fucking earth, now get out of my fucking sight before I piss on you too! ~ Tell me... For whom do you fight?\nHmph. How very glib. And do you believe in Eorzea?\nEorzea's unity is forged of falsehoods. Its city-states are built on deceit. And its faith is an instrument of deception.\nIt is naught but a cobweb of lies. To believe in Eorzea is to believe in nothing.\nIn Eorzea, the beast tribes often summon their gods to fight in their stead - though your comrades only rarely respond in kind. Which is strange, is it not?\nAre the \"Twelve\" otherwise engaged? I was given to understand that they were your protectors. If you truly believe them your guardians, why do you not repeat the trick that served you so well at Carteneau and call them down?\nThey will answer - so long as you lavish them with crystals and gorge them on aether.\nYour gods are no different from those of the beasts - eikons every one. Accept but this, and you will see how Eorzea's faith is bleeding the land dry.\nNor is this unknown to your masters. Which prompts the question, why do they cling to these false deities? What drives even men of learning - even the great Louisoix - to grovel at their feet?\nThe answer? Your masters lack the strength to do otherwise! ~ To be fair, you have to have a very high IQ to understand Rick and Morty. The humor is extremely subtle, and without a solid grasp of theoretical physics most of the jokes will go over a typical viewer's head. There's also Rick's nihilistic outlook, which is deftly woven into his characterisation - his personal philosophy draws heavily from Narodnaya Volya literature, for instance. The fans understand this stuff; they have the intellectual capacity to truly appreciate the depths of these jokes, to realize that they're not just funny- they say something deep about LIFE. As a consequence people who dislike Rick and Morty truly ARE idiots- of course they wouldn't appreciate, for instance, the humour in Rick's existencial catchphrase \"Wubba Lubba Dub Dub,\" which itself is a cryptic reference to Turgenev's Russian epic Fathers and Sons I'm smirking right now just imagining one of those addlepated simpletons scratching their heads in confusion as Dan Harmon's genius unfolds itself on their television screens. What fools... how I pity them. 😂 And yes by the way, I DO have a Rick and Morty tattoo. And no, you cannot see it. It's for the ladies' eyes only- And even they have to demonstrate that they're within 5 IQ points of my own (preferably lower) beforehand. ~ ❔What❔the fuck 😡😡 did you just fucking say about me, you little 🐕bitch🐕? I’ll have you know I graduated 🎓🎓 top🔝 of my class in the 🚢Navy🚢 Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous 😯secret😯 raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over❗❗ 300 ❗❗ confirmed 💀 kills 💀. I am trained in gorilla 🐒🐒 💥warfare 💥 and I’m the 🔝top🔝 sniper in the entire US 🔫 armed 🔫 forces 👮👮👮. You are nothing to me but just 🎯 another 🎯 target 🎯. I will wipe ❌ you ❌ the ❌ fuck ❌ out with 👀 precision 🎯🎯 the likes of which has never been 👀 seen 👀 before on this 🌎Earth🌎, mark 😡 my 😡 fucking 😡 words 😡. You think you can 👀 get away 👀with saying that shit to me over the Internet 💻? Think again, fucker. 👎👎👎 As we speak I am contacting my 🌐 secret network 🌐 of spies 👀👀👀 across the USA and your IP 🌐 is being traced 🕖 right now 🕧 so you better prepare for the ☔storm ☔, maggot 🐛🐛🐛. The storm ⚡⚡⚡ that wipes out the 😂 pathetic 😂 little thing you call your life. You’re 💀 fucking 💀💀💀 dead 💀💀💀, kid. I can be anywhere 🌎🌏🌍, anytime 🕧🕕🕦, and I can 💀 kill 💀 you💀 in over 🔢 seven 🔢 hundred 🔢 ways 📃, and that’s just with my ✋✋ bare hands✋✋. Not only am I extensively trained in 👊unarmed 👊 combat 👊, but I have access to the entire arsenal 🔫🔫🔫 of the United States 👮👮👮 Marine Corps 👮👮👮 and I will use it to its full extent to 💀 wipe 💀 your 💀 miserable 💀 ass 💀 off the face of the continent 🌎🌎, you little 💩shit 💩. If only you could have known 😵😵 what 😈unholy 😈 retribution your little “clever” comment 📄📄 was about to 👎bring 👎 down 👎 upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue👅👅👅. But you couldn’t ❌, you didn’t❌, and now you’re paying the price💲💲💲, you goddamn idiot. I will 💩 shit 💩 fury 😡😡😡 all over you and you will 😱😱😱 drown 😱😱😱in it. You’re 💀 fucking 💀 dead 💀, kiddo. 💀💀💀 ~ According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Ooming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Can you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive City graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick ourjob today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all--- ~ The missile knows where it is at all times. It knows this because it knows where it isn't, by subtracting where it is, from where it isn't, or where it isn't, from where it is, whichever is greater, it obtains a difference, or deviation. The guidance sub-system uses deviations to generate corrective commands to drive the missile from a position where it is, to a position where it isn't, and arriving at a position where it wasn't, it now is. Consequently, the position where it is, is now the position that it wasn't, and it follows that the position where it was, is now the position that it isn't. In the event of the position that it is in is not the position that it wasn't, the system has required a variation. The variation being the difference between where the missile is, and where it wasn't. If variation is considered to be a significant factor, it too, may be corrected by the GEA. However, the missile must also know where it was. The missile guidance computance scenario works as follows: Because a variation has modified some of the information the missile has obtained, it is not sure just where it is, however it is sure where it isn't, within reason, and it knows where it was. It now subracts where it should be, from where it wasn't, or vice versa. By differentiating this from the algebraic sum og where it shouldn't be, and where it was. It is able to obtain a deviation, and a variation, which is called \"air\"}",
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