Mauler5150

To add to the "comedy" as I say to those who choose to debate my knowledge "Come Die" as I go about restoring my place to where I belong, I gave the guy who charges me money to stay in a tiny room, bank notes I withdrew from a bank that bears his initials that were smeared in my excrement prior to handing them to him as if he chooses to finance organised crime as he shoots meth up his arms and legs then I want the money they recieve to be covered in my shit as I see those who would screw with me and abuse the gift of life whilst implying that me being able to percieve them so that they even exist in the first place, is something that I should be paying for as opposed to the other way around.

When the Sun shines down on You It don't Matter what you do Everything will turn out right I have Won without a fight No more barriers in My way No more ordinary days It all begins right here This is my victory... (Amen-dead)Lyrics care of MAGnus Karlson of the Allen/Lande project (heart emoji)

I also collected the sticker to post on the Philadelphia church sign I posted yesterday. Sadly the playground equipment which held youthful expressions of love had been removed for the swings I showed above. Yet my views on Polyamory are mathematically based, as MaTThs is the science upon which the world is based and is necessitive to designate value. As 1/infinity = infinity, which is the same as having infinite sexual partners, when the goal is to get 1=1 as only then can one experience the perfection that is "Being 1 (and simultaneously 0) with God" as I have done 1 divided by anything other than 1, as in any relationship that isn't 1:1 is doomed as it is compromised. I am affected by liquor and laughing gas but I can exposit more on the subject if anyone chooses to dispute that you spliting your attention or love into any further subdivisions only serves to denigrate your value, the love you have to give and the love you have for yourself. Funny how such thoughts come from my mocking of the Australian welfare recipients getting drunk in a park culture, as I don't need any "mob" around me when I am always going to be the one Man named MOB.

For clarity and historical sake, I pulled out my dick and signed my name in liquor infused piss over this faggot pretender who defaced that which came before him. Alll I can say to such tards is "Respect your elders. Bitch"

Note the 12oz sticker looking down on the swing(ers) from above as how else do I win the game of "MO No Poly"?

Back in the hood where I grew up, yet noticing I shun a "hood" other than the one I was born with as I chase a white rabbit and look over the demolished childhood home of "AFL Mark of the Century" award winner that I dunked on at this very court, Ashley Sampi. Truth be told, in spite of the 3 year age gap he probably got me once or twice on the original low basketball ring they used to have before they laid the concrete I carved me and the Mrs' name into in the most prophetic thing I ever did. Note that Isaiah Rider's name was carved under the free throw line, and I started my journey into midlife madness on my "IsAIah Rider" tour of debauchery" where I went past UNLV and caught up with EBPH in MOdesto when I visited the Eastbay. If you fail to see the comedy of how this 14 or 15 year old kid literally carved his future into solid rock (concrete), complete with the Indian variant of the swastika added by my brother JOB forecasting my future marriage in India, then you are not someone who appreciates life or laughter. And if any further evidence is required that I can safely call myself the "Prophet MO-Ha-Madd" as I ask "U MAdd?" then this post should prove that I not only prophecised my future, I wrote it in stone with my collaborators. As such, I dare any punk in Australia to dispute my claim of "Owning this country" based on the evidence provided, knowing I will be the One Man MOB, the MO who laughs (Ha) until they go Mad.

"So leeb me lone you dawgz so I can sink my wooblah in peace without you TikToker haircut fags making a racket like young bitchezfuckheadzzzz" ^ read in best Aboriginal accent to get my point

And before anyone asks why I have the wife's garter on my hand, it is soaked in her scent so I can remember what she smells like even if a hemisphere currently separates us. And because I fuck with identity politics practioners by telling them I am "Mattria" (Matthew & Maria = Matrimon(e)y) so I can play the game of being a "victim" of the system which seemingly allows such victims to get the biggest "N word" type card in modern society. Again it is all part of making a joke of anyone and everyone in this world who takes themselves too seriously whilst inferring they can outSMArt me.

This fortnight is going to be pretty quiet, so this is my alcohol I am consuming for the next week. Best stuff going at $10 for 7.9 standard drinks and tastes better than any soft drink

Nothing? Anything? Something? Everything? I dunno, I never thought to ask what he was "seeking" given he was swift with the banhammer from memory.

And yes, I would take changing a cat litter box over picking up dogshit any day of the week.

This is the best compliment I have been given in a long time, and I am happy my journey back to 10k posts as I was pre-forum migration has been appreciated by other's here. FWIW, I think the world could do with a little more application of the Australian utilisation of the universal language of English. It would hopefully end Americans making Youtube and social media content that floods my feed with their social justice warrior semantics as they outlaw the use of words like "retard" in the most paradoxical sense of irony, given they are "retarding" the ability to exist without the threat of unjust judgement being cast upon you. As it would be a sad world whereby I am no longer able to call my friends "fucked cunts" as a term of endearment in general conversation as I am negatively judged by "cunts who obviously haven't been fucked enough".

After watching a compilation of Peep Show on Youtube, the mere mention of "Aberdeen" bought a random thought of the greatest pick up line ever used by Me at a pub called the Aberdeen. I met some random chick and upon learning that my name was "Matt", she pulled down her bottom lip to reveal my name tattooed on the inside of her mouth. My line was "It must be fate" and kissed her in the smoothest move ever done by an inebriated mid 20 something version of me.

I always wonder if seeking ever found what he was looking for?

I was moreso joking given I know how it is to leave behind Easter Eggs which might be part of the "144000" tag project I am too lazy to make a thread on. Think of the Simpsons intro, just with carpentry and kanji, and your mind can do the rest if you have read my other posts as I have found a "grey area" that facilitates what this forum is about being done with zero risks of incarceration. Now that I have been back on here and am caught up with most of the front page and heavily posted in threads, I can pay greater attention to whatever Easter eggs you leave behind, as I missed the pineapple pentagram earlier you posted which I could write a whole book about as I lie here in bed oontzing as I try to fall asleep.

Given you missed out on providing a report we can only guess you had a great time and forgot?

the SpyD one is a classic. Does he still pop in from time to time?

the fact that the things are called "subreddits" gives you an idea of the submissive bitches that congregate on such a service. Again I iterate I submit to no man, woman, alien, demon or anything but my wife. If you choose to post on any subreddit as a "sub" then you are getting "dominated".

Oh the stairs are "Jacob's Ladder". not sure if there is religious allegory about it as I walked down them to see the Quest apartments that are new on the years since I used to exercise there after work. Again, I love this place, but the people here are completely fucked as they can't mond their own business and leave me the fuck alone as I want nothing to do with any of them whilst they go about fucking this world up with their egos, selfishness and lies.

Here goes, I have to "de-pin" myself and turn my phone offline while in public lest I attract a swarm of retards coming for my crown. But here is my journey to show you more about my city. As you see someone moved my 12oz sticker, but since it appears to be moving up, I won't complain. Left my mark ( the "Heaven" or "Ten" Kanji - given my DOB sums to 10 and my life is God level) on every "dragon leg" (aka "tree") down St Georges Terrace before seeing these fools I may decapitate later for the lulz then Kwinana Freeway up to Kings Park Then along came a spider to the Crossroads a big fuck off octopus like ancient tree Fuck war and the faggots who begin them This stupid shirtless cunt had a go at me for "tagging" a tree. I told him if writing Heaven on a tree gives him problems it isn't my fault he chooses to live in Hell. The onto Kings Park to honour my Great Grandfather who fought for pathetic cunts like the one above to exist in this country as he walks around shirtless like a wannabe tough cunt walking his bitch and dog.

If my Dad was the possessor of an actual "identity" on the internet like I believe you to be, then the fact your kid could come on here and see the posts you have made it would give him even further insight to learn from the Man he (I figure) respects the most. I won't start with my Dad, as he left me an entire world full of imbeciles to witness being retarded whilst I am left to laugh alone at their stupidity. Hence my desire to share their pathetic behaviours on here in the hopes that the denizens of Ch0 get some laughter at the fools I must suffer in offline "reality".

Seen Cope2 sitting here at the train station. Needed to jump on the train otherwise I would have chatted with him

I posted expecting this response. Did I do it intentionally, I will let you be the judge of that

This thread is wholesome, and the first page and this whole thread coming from @lord_casek is why I hope he, DAO and others from back in the day so that things I forgot about can be bumped and resurrected for future generations to learn from. So when your kid is old enough, is he coming on here DAO?

Even better, I still have some 12oz stickers at my Mums place so I will double up given I can rely on my fellow Prophets like this little guy I just found to send out the word of my "Resurrection".