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where can i join an /i/ (invasion) site?

Last posted Sep 27, 2009 at 09:29PM EDT. Added Sep 21, 2009 at 07:49PM EDT
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is there a /i/ link site?

Sep 21, 2009 at 07:49PM EDT

you sir, are an idiot. it was a VERY satircal ‘sage’

Sep 26, 2009 at 03:43AM EDT

Haha, just playing around with you, man. I’m starting to enjoy trolling more and moar now that I’m actually attempting to do it. I don’t mean to start a squabble or anything like that. I’m sorry if you were offended in any way. Besides, I just randomly came across that “Ha! Ha! Guy” pic while going through Meme Generator and I just thought it to be astoundingly perfect for the situation. Blame Anon.

Sep 26, 2009 at 03:52AM EDT

As the resident Ha! Ha! Guy fan.

I must comment on your lackluster Ha! Ha! Guy.

^ That’s how it should be done., bro.

Sep 26, 2009 at 08:40AM EDT

In any city, in any country, go to any mental institution or halfway house you can get yourself to. When you reach the front desk, ask to visit someone who calls himself “The Holder of the End”. Should a look of child-like fear come over the worker’s face, you will then be taken to a cell in the building. It will be in a deep, hidden section of the building. All you will hear is the sound of someone talking to themselves echoing throughout the halls. It is in a language that you will not understand, but your very soul will feel unspeakable fear.

Should the talking stop at any time, stop and quickly say aloud, “I’m just passing through, I wish to talk.” If you still hear silence, flee. Leave; don’t stop for anything, don’t go home, don’t stay at an inn, just keep moving, sleeping wherever your body drops. You will know in the morning if you’ve escaped successfully.

If the voice in the hall returns after you utter those words, continue on. Upon reaching the cell, all you will see is a windowless room with a single man huddled in the corner, still talking endlessly and cradling something. The man will only respond to one question: “What happens when they all come together?”

The man will then stare intently into your eyes and answer your question in horrifying detail. Many go mad in that very cell; others disappear soon after the encounter, and still others end their lives. But most do the worst thing, and look upon the object in the person’s hands. You, too, will be tempted. Be warned that if you do, your death will be one of cruelty and unrelenting horror.

Your death will be in that room, by that person’s hands.

That object is 1 of 538. They must never come together. Never.

Sep 26, 2009 at 05:42PM EDT

… And my mom got scared
And said youre moving with your auntie and uncle in bel-air

I whistled for a cab and when it came near the
Licensplate said fresh and had a dice in the mirror
If anything I could say that this cab was rare
But I thought now forget it, yo home to bel-air

I pulled up to a house about seven or eight
And I yelled to the cabby yo, homes smell you later
Looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To settle my throne as the prince of bel-air!

Sep 26, 2009 at 05:50PM EDT

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