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RE: The Arm of Sorrow

in #life4 years ago

No chicks. Bereft of chickery.

It seemed like a horrid dystopian future where the eggs or some such inner female nonsense stopped working and the ladies died out. Or lizards got them or something.

I never thought about transforming into thin air. That would be fabby!

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Didn't the prophecy state that the Y chromosome is the one that specifically dies out in the end? Perhaps there were no chicks because the nanites being injected to you was meant to transform you lot into the chicks of which were being sought! Audible gasp!

Am I the worm that ate its tail that the legends spoke of? Was my tail my penis and from my own seed I sprouted the chicks upon the earth?

This shit is fucked up! :OD

Is moobretseem the exact same as meesterboom? If it is, then you are, in fact, the Ouroboros of lore! The key to this Covid nonsense!