it does start with, “are you a dimond pickaxe…” but thats all i can say
only jokes they make is just making weird sounds. that it, what i do IS real comedy, not sounds that a sped kid cant comprehend. - Imgflip
Them: "W RIZZ!" - Imgflip
i couldn't think of a good title - Imgflip
(not joking, i have been thinking on weather or not i should, so im leaving it up to you guys)
I searched up the line.
how
Its called the OFF TOPIC CHANNEL your not a goofy goober like us 
only jokes they make is just making weird sounds. that it, what i do IS real comedy, not sounds that a sped kid cant comprehend. - Imgflip
Them: "W RIZZ!" - Imgflip
i couldn't think of a good title - Imgflip
(not joking, i have been thinking on weather or not i should, so im leaving it up to you guys)
(edit, omg were at 2 already?)
Cloud are you ok i missed harrasing you 
Go for it release your inner goofy goober 
alright bro, but im not sure if its a good idea…
either i suceed at confessing to my crush or i get my ■■■ murdered with a pencil
@nhgcr_for_the_3rd_time here are some pictures. Sorry for the bad picture quality, my camera’s acting up today.
The soldier stood, at his post. He stared down at the valley below, as he had done all his life, ever since the great one had brought him into existence. He saw the beautiful forest, the towering mountains, and the lush hills and flatlands. This was his home, this would remain his home. it had always been, and it will remain to be until the end of time.
Then he heard a noise, another creator, he thought. But as he turned, he saw something that caused a sharp pang of nostalgia to hit him. Something that reminded him of a distant thought, one lost in an abyss of blackness. He rubbed his eyes, and the vision was gone.
He saw a figure on a cliff. They wore tattered clothes with slits and slashes cut across them, which fluttered in the wind. A mass of whirling black hair flew aside to reveal a beautiful face. The soldier couldn’t make out the details, yet something in that face, that beautiful smiling face, seemed familiar to him. The moment he rubbed his eyes, the figure was gone.
This apparition occurred another time the next day, as the first rays of dawn light were creeping above the hill, where the figure stood. Suddenly, he had a strange urge. An urge to see beyond the hills at the edge of the valley. No one had ever gone past those mountains. The population believed that there was nothing there, that the world ended past those mountains. -But the urge was ever present, growing stronger and stronger as the hours past.
The seventh day was different. The woman on the cliffs turned and strode up the mountain, seeming to leap over the other side. Then, the urge was unbearable. The soldier, after thinking for a good number of minutes, set out towards the valley. He sounded the bell of announcement, which called the four Barons down from the palace of Flowlab. He left a short letter on the table near the meeting area in a clear patch of grass and flowers. Then he left, his stride aimed in the opposite direction of everything he knew, everything he cared about.
For the first time in his conscious memory… he Left his Post, he Left his home.
Oh gosh, little kids these days. So Dramatic.
Is there a way to emit a random number of objects with randomized angles with one input?: Press SPACEBAR once and it shoots a few bullets in random numbers and angles.
Use the random behavior!
And you take things to seriously im just tryna be funny(someone didnt have their morning coffee)
And atleast i dont put random pictures that have nothing to do with what im saying.
I know that. You’re failing incredibly hard.
Jeez what did i fo to u
I think you were annoying Adam.
