YOU HAVE REACHED THE END BY NOW YOU DO NOT EXIST BECAUSE OF HOW BOARD YOU ARE DON'T WORRY I TRIED DOING IT BUT I FOUND NOTHING.
YOU CLAIMED THE "I NO LONGER EXIST TROPHY"
laura: i want to die I'm so bored so ill type 1qaz2wsx3edc4rfv5tgb6yhn7ujm8ik,9ol.0p;/-'=\!QAZ@WSX#EDC$RFV%TGB^YHN&UJM*IK<(OL>)P:?_{"+}|qwertyuiop\asdfghjkl;'zxcvbnm,./QWERTYUIOP{}|ASDFGHJKL:"ZXCVBNM<>?+_)(*&^%$#@!|}{POIUYTREWQ":LKJHGFDS?><MNBVCXZ
When you're so overly bored, that you decide to typeeverything on your keyboard lowercase forwards, backwards, and diagonally, and uppercase forwards, backwards, and diagonally.
GUY #1: *types `1234567890-=qwertyuiop\asdfghjkl;'zxcvbnm,./~!@#$%^&*()_+QWERTYUIOP{}|ASDFGHJKL:"ZXCVBNM<>??><MNBVCXZ":LKJHGFDSA|}{POIUYTREWQ+_)(*&^%$#@!~`1qaz2wsx3edc4rfv5tgb6yhn7ujm8ik,9ol.0p;/-'=\~!QAZ@WSX#EDC$RFV%TGB^YHN&UJM*IK<(OL>)P:?_{"+}|*
GUY #2: "WTF"
A Shackteau is a humble, weather-beaten, structurally questionable shelter located in a spectacular or highly coveted place—Wales, Jackson Hole, Sun Valley, Crested Butte, coastal Maine, the Alps—where the building itself may be worth almost nothing, but the dirt, view, access, and mythology make it absurdly valuable.
In use:
Shackteâu - We thought it was an abandoned shed until the realtor called it a rare alpine Shackteâu with unobstructed views and listed it for $2 million.