It was the end of the school year and we had just listened to a speech given by Bernie Sanders in our church. He was warning against the decline of democracy and ended by saying that more young people have contempt for democracy today than ever before. “BASED!”, I heckled. The audience and teachers filed out but around 6 or 7 of us stayed behind in the small church hall. Perhaps we were a group of friends.
Whilst discussing, It came about that one of our number (A classmate I knew in real life with the last name Cooper, I believe) had come into possession of George Floyd’s crucifix. He was talking about selling it for a few hundred dollars. As I informed him, this was absolutely absurd; I suggested that George Floyd's cross could sell not for hundreds of dollars, but a million dollars, because they treat him like a saint, Saint Floyd, and therefore his cross would be a sacred icon. It was silver, with an image of the Savior inlaid in it.
So it was arranged, and into our church immediately came the a buyer dressed head to foot in gold colored clothing, who looked like a cross between the professional wrestler Stardust (Cody Rhodes), Dagoth Ur, and Emperor Aurelian donning the visage of Sol Invictus. If you know you know. Since the cross was silver you of course need a genuine jew present to validate it, and so accompanying the golden man was the jewiest jew who ever jewed, complete with jewish getup, hat and dreadlocks (he looks like BLP kosher)
This is the moment where we all should have noticed something was wrong. However I only started to get uneasy when, after Dagoth Ur, New York jew and our seller had consulted and went into another room to discuss, I could see through the windows of the church hall we were in that we were being surrounded by three clowns. They actually spawned in the main hall with us, exited and were now blocking the entrance. Then they started screaming for Edward Scissorhands to come to them, like you might a dog or monster you're calling to to feast upon your prisoner.
As you might imagine, It's here where I decided to get the fuck out.
To do this, I simply decided to “wake up” or teleport away to a new scene, as you often can in dreams.
Afterwards, GenoSamuel kept a lolcow Fishtank kind of thing in china except the main room was an airplane interior where lolcows were kept and observed. DSP was near the cockpit at the front arguing with another lolcow. He's the only one I specifically remember up here but there were a couple more. Ethan Ralph and boogie1488 were sat right at the back far away from everyone else for some reason, not saying anything at all. Just completely silent and stony faced. GenoSamuel of course lived in the cockpit and was running the entire operation in his genial sort of way. I don't think it even was a Fishtank style livestream you know, he was literally keeping them as his prisoner in this plane cabin perched on top of a building tastefully decorated with Chinese jungle. Weird guy.
It was in this plane cabin I learned that those who had remained at the sale of George Floyd’s crucifix were all strangled to death by the Jewish clowns (and Edward Scissorhands) for being in possession of such a sacred icon.
All had been slaughtered, and the entire thing was livestreamed on kiwifarms.net. Many users were excited and mortified by this happening, but it appeared the livestream had been taken down by forum staff, disappointing me immensely. Maybe we should double their salary to give them an incentive to do better, I thought.
I tried to post about it but couldn't for some reason so I resolved to hand write my post on a piece of paper, and stick it to one of the seats at the front of the cabin in a conspicuous place. Not merely write the words down mind you, but arrange it exactly to look like a post box here on the site (eg. writing "Report" with the little bell at the bottom left, “Like" "+Quote" and "Reply" at the bottom right with “The false copy of Sunder” on the side). It was perfectly intuitive to me that if this was done, my handwritten note would be seen by
@Null and faithfully posted to site proper on my behalf.
However, I also knew that such an odd method of posting would only be allowed by Herr Sneeder if I made the artistic contribution of drawing my profile picture along with it.
Tragically, I cannot draw.
