Well he collapsed with Stevens-Johnson Syndrome on the E.R. floor
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges
Roman candles at both ends in his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humors
Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes
And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior
He skipped this town and headed straight down history
Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo
Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
Around his Lotus jugular when they came
Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love
And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic
But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne"
"Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics"
His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
Panic attacked, anaphylactic and ataxic
The way he spun his butterfly risked all six his phalanges
Roman candles at both ends in his synapses
And the method with which he recycled his humors
Trojan Horse'd his Blood-Brain Barrier and raised the LD-50, yes, yes
And through flight-or-fight revelation shame the Black Box Warrior
He skipped this town and headed straight down history
Shields himself from reason in a Kevlar baby-blue Tuxedo
Quilted from the finest fibers, flesh, and fiberglass, and flowers
His ego a mosquito, evil incarnate good incognito
Pops placebos for libido, screaming, "Bless the torpedoes"
For what? For what? For what it's worth
If it was going to kill you boy, it would have by now
For what? For what? For what it's worth
There's no more looking back, it's looking up or looking down
Well, he was wearing stolen rubber shoes and wrapped a poison ivy noose
Around his Lotus jugular when they came
Well, they found him with a map to every victim of his love
And a tattoo of a blue jay on his face
And they waited for his vital signs to lie and let a flatline cry
A hymn out in Hungarian Harmonic
But he cocked his noggin, through his stoma sang, "For auld lang syne"
"Happy birthday to the succulents, I'll die your hydroponics"
His rib cage was a hornet's nest, palpitations set the beat
His vagus nerve a turk's head knot, an axel hitch, a carrick bend
to get this published, I have to add the name, but they also wouldnt let me add all the elyrics so this is just a part 1! anyways, here's the enamel that this site wanted : Black box warrior (p1)
by AHAHHARAGHGHGHGHGGHG!!!!!! ): November 8, 2023
Get the Black box warrior (p1)mug. To a black girl near you…. Give her some head why don’t ya
For a good cause to make her feel love and appreciated
For a good cause to make her feel love and appreciated
National give head to a black girl day
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Arrington: Do you say BLM? ✊🏾
Person: 👩🏾 🦱
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by suckyuhm0dda October 27, 2021
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by Pebacon August 5, 2023
Get the Black indexmug. Ashley and tjs magic word.
by DuhhFucckk January 8, 2021
Get the Code BLACKmug. An Interdimensional trash Shute. With an ever-flowing dissolve over time, It gradually sucks in the mass of the limited matter universe we call home. In simplistic terms, it is the only interdimensional description Humans can capably give. Instead of thinking we know of 10 dimensions, think of those 10 dimensions being the best way for scientists to understand and describe the energy within our singular dimension. Like the flow of subatomic connections within the wind, dimensions would be like our universe being the yin and yang symbol. Other dimensions being several millions of the same symbol twisted a centimeter is a circle both expanding slightly and compressing slightly. Eventually, it still looks like the symbol and the human eye can't see how many times it's turned or if it has been. technically yes, the theories of "white hole" or worm holes into the opposing infinitely falling pit are correct. The only difference being it occurs once said hole evaperates millions of years of moving and sucking.
"You see Ellis is wrong in the sense we as humans are three-dimensional. With studied done by %@%#&%$&$&@$^ shows the research of subatomic splits and destruction from the years (2013-2019-whatever) shows a significant connection terming towards interdimensional. NO sorry that would be an example of eternalism. In back to the future terms would be you pulling the particle apart from a time not seen by us as you created a new timeline to do so. Not much danger just disrespect as "Rick" or Doc was just trying to teach a lesson by bringing "Morty" or Marty to the alternate 1985 universe. Of course, They could have gone back there were even several different time stamps unexplained. Based on true stories the U.S. government feels they must listen to "THE MAN" except their man is one from a distant time. Lmao seems like their CHICKEN. Tell me this it's like a coded video game. After completing the game you go back and replay it. It is a game with different decision making like Bandersnatch: Black Mirror. Would you pick the same choice over again? Black Hole=Interdimensional trash shute.
by Anonymous savior August 17, 2023
Get the Black Holemug. A legendary watering hole where bad decisions are made, and even worse ideas are celebrated. A place where the whiskey flows, the fryers sizzle, and the nights get hazy. Walk in sober, crawl out questioning your life choices. If you’re lucky, you might find an “oasis” in the chaos—whether it’s a strong drink, a deep-fried masterpiece, or someone to keep you warm for the night.
“Where’d you end up last night?”
“Black Saddle Tavern & Oasis… I lost my dignity somewhere between the griddle and the tequila.”
“Black Saddle Tavern & Oasis… I lost my dignity somewhere between the griddle and the tequila.”
by Bamsters February 10, 2025
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Get the Black Nubbsmug.