Domhanda Igconaí
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I was gryxling along to Firkulam one day to meet a nunsynt, when a gladumbyl tried to traglupify my parafyrp. I gave it a pronicartic blow on its obstransular crollicule, and it fell into a pernacrystic flumpiment. Such is life.
Or Christians in Bethlehem....
December 26, 2025 at 10:38 PM
Or Christians in Bethlehem....
MAGA needs reform to understand:
December 24, 2025 at 6:44 PM
MAGA needs reform to understand:
Bravo! That would make Jonathan Granoff and the ABA very happy !!
December 18, 2025 at 3:35 PM
Bravo! That would make Jonathan Granoff and the ABA very happy !!
You mean like when Ghaddafi claimed Shakespeare was really an Arab called Sheikh Zubeir?
December 18, 2025 at 3:30 PM
You mean like when Ghaddafi claimed Shakespeare was really an Arab called Sheikh Zubeir?
And radiate a rainbow of emotional colours. I felt a doorway had opened, a dimension of reality I had not seen before. And then these dancing things began to reveal their feelings to me, and overwhelm my sentiments. This was totally conpathic, in every direction and dimension, overwhelmingly bliss
December 18, 2025 at 8:51 AM
And radiate a rainbow of emotional colours. I felt a doorway had opened, a dimension of reality I had not seen before. And then these dancing things began to reveal their feelings to me, and overwhelm my sentiments. This was totally conpathic, in every direction and dimension, overwhelmingly bliss
That night I awoke and heard the strains of chantom, the harmony of a phantom bevy whispering extrilliance on multiple wavelengths. I wondered what it meant, and whether I was hallucinating or just dreaming. The chantom became spectral and all the objects around me began to pulsate to an exotic beat
December 18, 2025 at 8:48 AM
That night I awoke and heard the strains of chantom, the harmony of a phantom bevy whispering extrilliance on multiple wavelengths. I wondered what it meant, and whether I was hallucinating or just dreaming. The chantom became spectral and all the objects around me began to pulsate to an exotic beat
She advised “You need to flumetrify your urgoughts and seek harmony through your hypoprism. Keep your inclozations in tune with your exegoisms by tryxling the three earnings of knowledge, wisdom and love. This is how you can achieve conpathy. But more than that, you can exhubrize a multitude.”
December 18, 2025 at 8:46 AM
She advised “You need to flumetrify your urgoughts and seek harmony through your hypoprism. Keep your inclozations in tune with your exegoisms by tryxling the three earnings of knowledge, wisdom and love. This is how you can achieve conpathy. But more than that, you can exhubrize a multitude.”
Now this I just didn’t get. Why would it make a difference WHO it comes from? Again, she explained: “We feel empathy for you, but conpathy between ourselves; this is stronger”. Feeling slightly infuscated, with the two hemispheres of my addled brain suddenly wedgified, I scratched my glupost ego
December 17, 2025 at 11:36 PM
Now this I just didn’t get. Why would it make a difference WHO it comes from? Again, she explained: “We feel empathy for you, but conpathy between ourselves; this is stronger”. Feeling slightly infuscated, with the two hemispheres of my addled brain suddenly wedgified, I scratched my glupost ego
At this point, I just had to ask: “Why do you like parafyrps so much?” She replied: “My dear, it’s not just the parafyrp alone. What does it for us is that it comes from YOU! We receive it from you, and that is what makes it worthwhile”.
December 17, 2025 at 11:32 PM
At this point, I just had to ask: “Why do you like parafyrps so much?” She replied: “My dear, it’s not just the parafyrp alone. What does it for us is that it comes from YOU! We receive it from you, and that is what makes it worthwhile”.
So I synclonerated a series of parafyrps, distributed according to the degree of their irradiamondity. The redumbrants obtified all without undue imguestion, delightfully conecstased, and extrilliantly blymified - the glomure was absolutely nurauthient!
December 17, 2025 at 11:28 PM
So I synclonerated a series of parafyrps, distributed according to the degree of their irradiamondity. The redumbrants obtified all without undue imguestion, delightfully conecstased, and extrilliantly blymified - the glomure was absolutely nurauthient!
This did the right trick and the gladumbyl became deglupified. By now, to my enormous surpise, my nunsynt had arrived across the Great Attractor from Firkulam. She had used a cyberplanck made of quantum foam. She came with some gynestric redumbrants, all of whom felt a need for spectrillification.
December 17, 2025 at 11:16 PM
This did the right trick and the gladumbyl became deglupified. By now, to my enormous surpise, my nunsynt had arrived across the Great Attractor from Firkulam. She had used a cyberplanck made of quantum foam. She came with some gynestric redumbrants, all of whom felt a need for spectrillification.
The next day, I awoke to find that gladumbyl fulthinating out of its flumpiment. The pernacrysis had altrofized its crollicule badly, requiring a cradzyclic intervention on its obstranularity. This time, I eased its flumpiment back, and gave it a strong pronicartic rezivication. Voilá!
December 17, 2025 at 11:15 PM
The next day, I awoke to find that gladumbyl fulthinating out of its flumpiment. The pernacrysis had altrofized its crollicule badly, requiring a cradzyclic intervention on its obstranularity. This time, I eased its flumpiment back, and gave it a strong pronicartic rezivication. Voilá!
So I parted and left Firkulam and my nunsynt’s butbiynd, and gryxled across the slujectory back home, in a most chordescant manner, just in time to obscurinate peacefully. What a hidden relief that was!
December 17, 2025 at 11:14 PM
So I parted and left Firkulam and my nunsynt’s butbiynd, and gryxled across the slujectory back home, in a most chordescant manner, just in time to obscurinate peacefully. What a hidden relief that was!
MAGADS ⛔= MAGA Derangement Syndrome (commonly considered grubby greedy little 🪱maggots eating 🪰shit.
December 17, 2025 at 6:41 PM
MAGADS ⛔= MAGA Derangement Syndrome (commonly considered grubby greedy little 🪱maggots eating 🪰shit.
If Putin thinks EU leaders are "little pigs", perhaps he's better described as a mendacious Arctic wolf in sheep's clothing; better frozen naked in his raw truth of psychotic megalomania.
December 17, 2025 at 6:35 PM
If Putin thinks EU leaders are "little pigs", perhaps he's better described as a mendacious Arctic wolf in sheep's clothing; better frozen naked in his raw truth of psychotic megalomania.
That's a BIG loss of confidence in their BOSS
December 17, 2025 at 11:04 AM
That's a BIG loss of confidence in their BOSS
Concentration camps being built in America. Nuremberg's Douglas Kelley forewarned, like Orwell.... but rulers are deaf.
December 17, 2025 at 6:53 AM
Concentration camps being built in America. Nuremberg's Douglas Kelley forewarned, like Orwell.... but rulers are deaf.
Belgian waffle is pure chamberlainian quislingesque vichyssoise .... edunt ut vomunt, vomunt ut edunt....
December 17, 2025 at 6:38 AM
Belgian waffle is pure chamberlainian quislingesque vichyssoise .... edunt ut vomunt, vomunt ut edunt....
Your use of the banned word "spmething" challenges my Hertory of the Nunsynts!!!
December 17, 2025 at 6:33 AM
Your use of the banned word "spmething" challenges my Hertory of the Nunsynts!!!
By now, candescence fell upon us, and her pondulescent murmurings conflated her flumpified blymery. Now as I quickly learned in Firkulam, a blymery is a beautiful thing in the right light, but by now my eyes were a bit trystinated..
December 17, 2025 at 6:26 AM
By now, candescence fell upon us, and her pondulescent murmurings conflated her flumpified blymery. Now as I quickly learned in Firkulam, a blymery is a beautiful thing in the right light, but by now my eyes were a bit trystinated..
On with the story: when I finally got to Firkulam, I perceived a butbihynd in front of me. Suspecting a nunsynt in the act of pro-gynestry, I tactylated her softly. She effused a polyphonic irradiamond. We conecstased a while, until my parafyrp was falysized, whereupon she obtained a spectrilliant!
December 17, 2025 at 6:24 AM
On with the story: when I finally got to Firkulam, I perceived a butbihynd in front of me. Suspecting a nunsynt in the act of pro-gynestry, I tactylated her softly. She effused a polyphonic irradiamond. We conecstased a while, until my parafyrp was falysized, whereupon she obtained a spectrilliant!
It is a fligrescent proncitude to hoximufy too quickly before you have a chance to perncryxlise your flumpiment. In that case you must always gryxl between superpositionary cloncitudes, without indulging in too much qwfluffy entanglement.
December 17, 2025 at 6:21 AM
It is a fligrescent proncitude to hoximufy too quickly before you have a chance to perncryxlise your flumpiment. In that case you must always gryxl between superpositionary cloncitudes, without indulging in too much qwfluffy entanglement.
And so it was that I was gryxling along to Firkulam one day to meet a nunsynt, when a gladumbyl tried to traglupify my parafyrp. I gave it a pronicartic blow on its obstransular crollicule, and it fell into a pernacrystic flumpiment.
December 17, 2025 at 6:20 AM
And so it was that I was gryxling along to Firkulam one day to meet a nunsynt, when a gladumbyl tried to traglupify my parafyrp. I gave it a pronicartic blow on its obstransular crollicule, and it fell into a pernacrystic flumpiment.
Bunker for bonking
December 16, 2025 at 6:18 PM
Bunker for bonking