krooklochurm

joined 2 months ago
[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 3 points 1 week ago

"G-G-G-G-G GHOST!!!!! ZOINKS GANG! Better run!"

"Jinkies Shaggy, everyone knows the only way to stop a ghost is by shumming on it"

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 1 points 1 week ago

Fuckin way she goes bud

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 2 points 1 week ago (2 children)

Fair play. Sounds like he could use a hand though. Maybe you can teach him how to be better at being drunk and unemployed.

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 3 points 1 week ago

You, me, and everyone else

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 8 points 1 week ago

I fucking hate this whole dynamic.

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca -1 points 1 week ago (4 children)

Did you accept?

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 1 points 1 week ago* (last edited 1 week ago) (2 children)

Shumming.

It's a new word I learned the other day on lemmy.

It's when you shit and cum at the same time.

Here it is a sentence "I'm going to shun all over your face"

Or "I can't right now, I'm shumming!"

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 10 points 1 week ago* (last edited 1 week ago)

A quarter ounce of blow and four of the dirtiest Roman hookers I could find.

I was not only given a vision of where Jesus was born, but the extensive navigational and shipbuilding experience necessary to travel to South America to obtain coca 1000 years before the Vikings did. I was also granted a vision by god of the horticultural knowledge necessary to grow coca somewhere Jesus adjacent, and the advanced knowledge of chemistry necessary to extract it in its pure form.

I show up and basically stay up for three days talking about bread and drinking wine, occasionally excusing myself to bang my hookers, drunk off my ass on wine the entire time.

I'm eventually ejected from the manger, which really pisses me off. I hold a grudge.

The energy I have been given by excessive cocaine use allows me to rise through the ranks of Roman society, all the while holding a deep grudge, as the other wise men get all the credit for bringing their shitty gifts. One by one I start eliminating the people that were at the manger, aa my oversized cocaine-enhanced ego can't take the slight. Until one day I hear about some jerkoff running around calling himself king of the Jews, and my final revenge arrives at last.

My name? Pontuis Pilate.

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 7 points 1 week ago

Mental illness. Soulless greedy monsters. A just society should not allow this obscenity.

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 7 points 1 week ago (6 children)

WHAT HAPPENED WITH THE DRHNK DUDE?

[–] krooklochurm@lemmy.ca 2 points 1 week ago (4 children)

Good for you for owning up to it like a grown up. Might I suggest rewarding yourself by shumming?

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