Started on Jun 03, 2018.
Completed on Jun 05, 2018.
nobody is telling it like it should be, which is a pair of 7's. But I'm sure now that I 8 the coffee I harvested in the late 30's. So we will keep MRM and look the other way when you put your soap in the towel, but do not forget chivalry. I sinched the bootie after she pulled on my fish net tyt = https://abrilsuperinteressante .files.wordpress.com/2017/05/c riada-primeira-retina-sintc3a9 tica-com-material-malec3a1vel- prc3b3tese-melhora-doenc3a7as- degenerativas.png you shall not blend the abbe iowa saw see my ride share program fail like a shortbus I could pick up and throw back down but I just jerk the wheel hard towards the center of the ravine, knowing ALL the Ex-Presidents are wearing their chutes and wedding tackle! Alda bate shops were closed but with a word she figures out that hooked on chronic worked for me, and she kicks so much ass her boot gets stuck there and then she wonders how she stept in the shit again. We told the man hey you dont have to shine our shoes but dont even try to teach him how to tie his. Only need one of us get the rabbit in the hole now... As far as the cute and fuzzy bunnies are concerened shes the only one I like talkin dirty, Playboy. Programs outside the door turn your fuckin cellphones off bitch. Then everyone nodded just in time to put monkeys on the typewriter. Overhead the albatross hangs motionless upon the air and deep beneath the rolling waves in labyrinths of coral caves the echo of a distant tide comes willowing across the sand and everything is green and submarine and no one showed us to the land and no one knows the where's or why's but something stirs and something tries and starts to climb towards the light. Strangers passing in the street by chance two separate glances meet and I am you and what I see is me. And do I take you by the hand and lead you through the land and help me understand the best I can? And no one calls us to move on and no one forces down our eyes. No one speaks and no one tries. No one flies around the sun. Cloudless every day you fall Upon my waking eyes inviting and inciting me to rise and through the window in the wall comes streaming in on sunlight wings a million bright ambassadors of morning and no one sings me lullabies and no one makes me close my eyes so I throw the windows wide and call to you across the universe divide and when i reach the other side I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can. Perhaps I may become a highwayman again or I may simply be a single drop of rain but I will remain and I'll be back again, and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again and again again. And Then. And then and then and then insert PI HERE: Christopher Christian Christine Weston Chandler (born on 24 February 1982) is a 36-year-old autistic manchild trans woman, former virgin with rage, and creator of the infamous Sonichu In late 2007, he became Internet-famous when he caught the attention of 4chan and Encyclopedia Dramatica. Initial fascination was spurred on by his signature homemade Sonichu medallion, his childlike artwork featuring his unoriginal Sonic recolor, and his history of loitering in public places while literally holding up a sign asking women to talk to him. His reaction to the ensuing mockery led to a spiral of ever greater scrutiny of his life, revealing more disturbing facts about him. Chris is a timid, autistic, 36-year-old self-identified transwoman with delusional tendencies who has been allowed - by his parents, Barbara Chandler and the deceased Bob Chandler - to eternally live like a child, amassing toys and video games into a single room in his parents' house. Now 36 years old, he is so comfortable in his protected existence that he refuses to conform to the norms of society even as he continues to grow older and the need for independence becomes more dire as his mother's health fails. Chris regularly demonstrates having trouble with personal hygiene, acceptable public behavior, recognizing when he needs to use the washroom, and using his time to contribute to society in any meaningful way. Although the public school system forced Chris to face society, graduation has allowed Chris to stay indoors and avoid taking part in typical civilian activities. Due to this avoidance of the outside world, Chris has never held a steady job, or even been employed for more than a few months in his whole life. It is likely Chris will never get a job again thanks to Patreon, the tugboat, the begging generous donations, and the fact he has flat out said his autism prevents him from getting a job. Chris has had shockingly few meaningful relationships with people in a social setting outside of his parents, although he does manage to make friends with people who share his interests in nerd and LGBT culture. Chris is completely obsessed with his character Sonichu, to the point that he has hand-crafted several medallions in the shape of Sonichu and related characters. Between February 2004 and March 2010, Chris was rarely seen or photographed without one of these totems, even wearing them in his driver's license photo and to his college graduation. At the same time, he is absolutely convinced that everyone wants to learn all about Sonichu, and that the only reason Nintendo, Sega, and Sony haven't approached him about making Sonichu games is that they're either trying to be tough negotiators, or that his chances are being ruined by trolls working in the companies. The medallion returned in September 2010. For awhile Chris had been upkeeping an eBay shop where he would make and sell these medallions, including Sonichu, Rosechu, Blake, and even custom character options. These were sold for 30$ a piece. After the eBay shop became a mild success he moved to Etsy, however, his laziness got the best of him and he lost the shop after nine months in business, due to failing to fulfill orders. Chris used to absolutely hate gay men, and communicated this with such intensity that observers were easily convinced he was simply terrified of becoming gay himself. He cannot bear to look at another man's penis, and he stares at a Sailor Moon poster to keep himself straight. Chris' words do not always align with his actions; he appears to be deeply insecure about his gender. He has swallowed his own semen, wears a bra, and only reins in his tendency to proudly cross-dress because his elderly mother intensely disapproves. While these actions do not indicate homosexuality outright, they do question the validity of Chris's own judgements on his sexual orientation. Surprisingly, however, his homophobia seemed to have little basis in his religious beliefs, as he had not noticed Leviticus 18:22, which condemns homosexuality, until he saw it on a 2009 episode of Family Guy. However, his homophobia didn't extend to lesbians, whom he "partly encourages" and is even aroused by. His adult life has been largely defined by his goals of developing his webcomic Sonichu into a hit media franchise, his Love Quest to obtain a "boyfriend-free, 18-[his current age]-year old, caring, smoke-free, non-alcoholic white girl" to make into a "sweetheart from the ground-up," and, beginning from 2011, his gender identity as a tomgirl and later a lesbian transwoman. In 24 February 1982, Chris was born to Robert and Barbara Chandler. He was born in the United States, specifically in the state of Virginia, and of course, is a citizen of the US. Not much was known about Chris in his toddler years, but the signs of autism didn't creep up until he was older. At the time, he was a pretty normal kid. Chris claims his first word, "monkey", was spoken at 6 weeks old, and he remains proud of this feat into his thirties regardless of how obviously unlikely and physically impossible it is to be true – the language centers in the human brain literally cannot grasp English at 6 weeks, disregarding infantile vocal chords. An abusive babysitter, who was alone with Christopher every day for years, allegedly locked him in a room at an early age. Chris apparently misses the irony in the fact that he now locks himself in a room. He once identified this confinement as the source of his autism. Between the ages of 1 and 7, Chris did not speak at all, and had to visit James Madison University for speech therapy. He was diagnosed as being autistic, with the doctor projecting (at least according to Chris) that he would never make it to high school, much less be able to write his own name. During the 1980s, Christopher was playmates with Sarah Nicole Hammer. One day, she convinced him that Casper the Friendly Ghost lived in the crawlspace under her house, and when he crawled in there to look, she locked him in, beginning Chris's lifelong career of getting trolled. Apparently, he doesn't hold any hard feelings over it (possibly just because she's a girl – if a guy did that to him, Chris would vow vengeance). In 1989, noted ursine conductor Leonard Bearstein misheard Christopher's first name and called him "Christian", which inexplicably convinced Christopher to later have his name legally changed. Chris spent the 1990-1991 school year in the fourth grade at Nathanael Greene Elementary School, until his parents pulled him out of classes over a mysterious dispute. Chris claims that he was forcefully restrained by the school's faculty and that he was made to sit on the lap of the principal, an experience that supposedly inspired his homophobia. It's possible that Chris's opinions about these events are colored more by his parents' attitudes than his own memories. The issue went to court, with Greene County seeking to have Chris sent to a "special school", which Bob and Barbara likely interpreted to mean a nut-house. Chris was home-schooled through the 5th grade during these proceedings. When his family exhausted all legal recourse, Chris and his father relocated to Richmond so that Chris could continue his education in a different school system, starting with the sixth grade in fall 1992. At age 11, Chris entered and won the Sonic the Hedgehog Watch & Win Sweepstakes. On his 12th birthday, he enjoyed a $1,000 shopping spree as his prize. WVIR-TV's coverage of the event focused on Chris's autism, regarding the contest win as a worthy accomplishment due to his mental condition. Chris put footage from this newscast on YouTube long before he was known to general public, and it remains the most solid evidence that he is not an elaborate troll. This incident is often cited as the beginning of Chris's tendency to use his autism as leverage for special treatment, as well as his fascination with toys and video games at the expense of more mature pursuits and his journey of becoming a fatass. It has led Chris to constantly enter contests in hopes of winning big (or else becoming infuriated and belligerent to the winners when he loses). Chris spent much of his time in high school playing video games at home, reading Goosebumps novels, and hanging out with his "gal pals" and "friend" at school. It was at this time that he first put his "creative talents" to use, with the inventions of Bionic the Hedgehog and Sonichu. Chris claims to have been on the honor roll, and during this time acquired the true source of his powers, his Amnyfest Ring. Because the art award he wanted was given to someone else, Chris stormed out crying during his high school graduation. He honestly thought he deserved the award more than anyone else because he worked on it "so hard" in spite of his autism. Another reason for his sorrow was his fear that he might soon have to grow up and start acting like an adult. Evidently, this fear was unfounded. Since leaving high school and the happiest years of his life, Chris has been unwilling and unable to progress in any aspect of his life. He remains trapped in a childish, Year 2000 time-stasis, as he believes that whatever he was doing at the time was what helped him attract female companions. That his high school gal-pals have moved on and married real adult men with careers is of little consequence to him. Chris's entry into Piedmont Virginia Community College probably eased his inability to cope with life after high school. He took courses in Computer Aided Drafting and Design and began spending more time on Sonichu, launching a newsletter and circulating it on the PVCC campus. Over time, he began losing touch with his gal-pals from high school, and he presumably found the junior college crowd less willing to humor him and his personal idiosyncrasies. By his own admission, his social life at PVCC was lacking when compared to his high school years. Chris says he decided he needed a sweetheart in February 2003. Possibly driven by his discovery that his old friend Sarah Hammer had begun dating Wes Iseli, Chris started his Love Quest in earnest that summer. However, he quickly found that every girl he talked to had a boyfriend (or so they claimed). Chris soon became neurotic about the "Infinitely-High Boyfriend-Factor" and began concocting and employing various bizarre methods to attract women without actually having to approach or speak to them. Chris's most celebrated technique involved sitting in one place (or pacing back and forth) for hours, holding a sign that read "I am a (variable age)-Year Old, Single Male, seeking an 18-(Chris's age then)-Year Old, Single Female Companion." Amazingly, this strategy accomplished nothing beyond getting him into trouble with various authority figures who believed that he was loitering and/or soliciting sex, which was legally true. Chris was particularly affected by a series of confrontations with the PVCC dean Mary Lee Walsh over his attraction techniques, resulting in an ongoing, completely one-sided blood feud involving magic curses and slander. After a series of confrontations featuring increasingly bizarre and threatening behavior on Chris's part, Walsh expelled him for one year in 2004. He eventually returned, however, obtaining an associate's degree in May 2006. After college, Chris promptly dropped out of society, devoting his life to finding a boyfriend-free girl, drawing Sonichu, mass debating, and using his welfare money to buy video games and sex toys.In 2005, Chris met Megan Schroeder at a local game and card shop. A social outcast like himself, Megan proved unusual in that she was willing to talk to Chris for more than 5 minutes. The 2 quickly became close friends, although Megan claimed to have recently endured a bad break-up and refused to entertain Chris's obvious romantic interest. Chris, seemingly basing his stance on studying women in porn and anime, believed that the key to turning Megan's platonic feelings romantic was to make inappropriate advances toward her until she had to tell him to stop touching her. In the summer of 2007, Chris put it all on the line by entering the PaRappa the Rapper Contest so that he could win prizes and a trip for two to Seattle, which formed the centerpiece of his plan to finally score with Megan. The contest ended in disaster for Chris, as he lost to the dreaded Adam Stackhouse and subsequently learned that Megan wouldn't have gone with him on the trip even if he had won. It was during the Love Quest that Chris was inspired to launch Sonichu, a comic book series featuring his Electric Hedgehog Pokémon. Ostensibly, the comic was intended to focus on the life and times of Chris's unbelievably original character, but by halfway through the first issue the focus of the story had become Chris and his myriad of romantic misadventures. ............................................... @PCB i don't see any progress with YZN he is like MRM drop a hyena poop in the grid and wait something happen. and NOT BLENDING OTHER IDEAS or even trying ! HE IS JUST AS SELFISH AS MRM . not collaborative , all egotrip . why i have to be patient ? he is not a relative just some midget troll with 4chan background . then keep your saliva in your mouth for a better use then TO spit stupid THINGS. WORK LONGER THEN 10 MINUTES ON YOUR TILE , YOU WILL SEE IT'S INSTANTLY BETTER : BLEND OTHER people IDEAs ALSO.
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