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Yes, Dad --- I admit that I'm the schmuck who forgot that "anything goes" when I gave the lost Ark to "top men". Yeah, yeah --- just like I stupidly let your Grail diary fall into the hands of the Nazis! Don't call me "Junior".
by QuacksO December 1, 2023
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National Single Guys that Play Fortnite day is a day celebrated for those who play Fortnite for a living and are single.

This holiday is celebrated every leap year on February 29th.
It is National Single Guys that Play Fortnite day tomorrow.
by theduckus February 17, 2024
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YUKI YOUR DOG IS CRACKED AT FORTNITE

koromaru: cranks fucking 90s in fortnite
Akihiko: YUKI YOUR DOG IS CRACKED AT FORTNITE
by flmadegabe March 19, 2024
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Let me think about that and forget it quickly

A phrase you say to someone when you don't want to consider their suggestion seriously.
A phrase you say to someone when they have an egregious suggestion or opinion.
Can I guy your gaming chair for $5?

Let me think about that and forget it quickly.
by SGT_ED May 21, 2024
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The Wulfecks of the Black Forest

This is a account from the book of the Wulfecks where they have stored their family hostory, the story is labeled The Blood Debt and is from 1813.

Deep in the Black Forest, the Wulfecks gathered under the iron chandelier, each sibling radiating venom. The Drakwyn clan demanded blood—a Wulfeck life to repay an ancient betrayal.

“Let’s give them Orin,” Thessira sneered, her dagger gouging the oak table. “He crawled back here like the worm he is. Let him squirm for them instead.”

“Charming,” Orin drawled, flipping a tarnished coin. “If wit could kill, you’d still be harmless.”

Valken slammed his fist into the table. “Enough! This isn’t about grudges. It’s survival.”

Calessa swirled her wine, a smirk curling her lips. “Weakest link, then. Any objections?”

“Besides you?” Orin quipped. Thessira’s dagger flew, embedding inches from his hand. He laughed darkly. “Relax, dear sister. I have a solution—a spell to make a doppelgänger. The Drakwyns get their life, and we stay whole.”

What’s the catch?” Calessa’s voice dripped with disdain.

“It needs a willing sacrifice,” Orin hissed. “One life for all. Fair trade.”

Silence. Firelight flickered over their murderous glares. Valken’s knuckles whitened. “We don’t sacrifice our own.”

Calessa chuckled coldly. “How noble. Let’s see how long that lasts.”

The tension thickened, their hatred palpable. The blood debt loomed, and the Wulfecks stared each other down, venom and curses dripping with every breath.
The Wulfecks of the Black Forest killed a man
by Wulfeck Son November 26, 2024
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