text to synth. Ai generated text. - write a sentence or two, the ai writes the rest

[The Jumping Dwarf]

Spoiler: List of things that give Chris-chan a boner

List of things that give Chris-chan a boner:
1) Men
2) Men with their boners showing
3) Men getting boners
4) Hot men
5) Boners
6) Men with huge boners
7) Men getting boners
Men getting boners
9) Men doing nothing
10) Hot men getting boners
11) men getting and showing boners
12) Boners, especially HUGE ones.
13) Men getting boners
14) men getting boners
15) men getting boners
16) Boners
17) Men with their boners showing
1 men getting and showing boners
19) Hot men getting boners
20) Men getting boners
21) Men with their boners showing
22) Men getting boners
23) Men getting boners
24) Boners
25) Hot men with their boners showing
26) Men getting boners
27) Men getting boners
2 Men

Spoiler: List of things that give Null a boner:

List of things that give Null a boner:



























Nanobots that shoot poop...



... or nano-robot-nanopad-bitchin'...



... or nano-poo-cooties...



... or nanodevices that look like the poo they make...







































Nanobots that look like poop...







































That shoot poop...







































The nanobots themselves...



... and stuff that looks like nanobots...



... and a nanobot that takes over the nanobots...



































An army of nanobots...



... that look like poo...







































Some nanobots...



... that make an explosive...



... and look like that...



... and they can make an explosive that looks like a nanobot...



... and then the nanobots that make the nanobots that make the explosive...







































Some nano-robot-poo-dart-bugs...



































Some nanobots that change to a giant poo...



































Some nanobots that look like poo...



































Some of the poo-bots...



... that also look like poo...



... that look like a dog...



































Some poo-bots that turn into...



... a bunch of dog poo...



... and poo-bots that look like...



































Poop-bots...

Yes, the second one was written in that format. I've altered nothing in the text.

 

[Rotollo 2]

Spoiler: Am I doing this crap right?

It all began in 94 kept on rolling in 95. For a moment, there was an almost tangible sense that nothing could stand against them. In a time of financial crisis, two decades into a decade of peace, the Australian cricket team began a run of nine Test victories in succession. They lost the Ashes but their dominance was unassailable. At the highest level of the game, there was no one left to answer to. Australia have won eight of the last nine Test series. When they won that fourth, in 2005/06, they were playing with a record-breaking, world-beating, almost impossible-to-beat team. By the end of the last Test of the 2007 series against England, Australia were ranked #1 in the ICC rankings. At that stage of the game, no team - not even the mighty West Indies - could argue that they would dominate the future. Australia were the future.

 

[Clockwork]

Spoiler: Eerily fitting at times. Did they teach the AI with recent news articles?

Jonathan Yaniv went to the beauty parlor to get his balls waxed.

The 37-year-old Toronto-area engineer had gone to a beauty parlor to get his balls waxed, but he wanted to be sure he was not put at risk by getting a haircut too.

So Yaniv went with his friend to a salon he had been to in the past.

They asked the receptionist what she would recommend.

“She was like, ‘Look, I wax your balls, so just pick something,’” Yaniv said. “And I was like, ‘No, I don’t want a haircut.’”

The receptionist was taken aback, Yaniv said. She was like, “’No one is going to wax your balls,’” Yaniv said. “And I was like, ‘Yes they are.’”

Yaniv has been accused of “sexualizing children” for sending photos of himself to a female friend in a bid to seduce her.

It’s unclear if she was seduced by the encounter with Yaniv’s genitals, but it’s clear that Yaniv has gotten in trouble for playing the penis card.

The problem with Yaniv is that he’s been accused of sexualizing kids — not adult women — yet the media is doing its best to turn the entire controversy around the alleged child predator into an issue about “male privilege.”

A number of major publications have published articles this week saying that Yaniv’s alleged behaviour amounts to “male privilege” and “misogyny” and they have even had to walk their own published articles back after Yaniv’s lawyer pointed out that Yaniv was actually a father himself who works for one of Canada’s largest software companies.

The articles have been published even as Yan

 

[Juan But Not Forgotten]

The Industrial Revolution and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race. But it hasn’t been a total disaster. Human creativity has created great inventions that have made life better and more productive. However, these inventions are also causing some problems. One of the biggest is that human creativity is being turned into a means of generating “wealth.” The industrial economy has created huge fortunes, but also huge inequality. We live in a consumer society, a society of “consumption first”. It means that we make the most of the things we have, rather than giving more time and attention to trying to improve what we have. The focus is on doing the things we want to do, rather than making things we want to do possible. Our consumer culture is so strong that we don’t even notice that we are losing the art of making things happen. The industrial revolution and its consequences have meant that we are more in control of what is happening in our lives. We control the pace of our lives, the quality

 

[timewave0]

Spoiler: John Cena Nukes Taiwan

"Lao Gan Ma! Lao Gan Ma!” exclaimed John Cena, with a look of sheer madness in his eyes. He was controlling a Chinese Nuclear submarine on a course straight to Taiwan. He had the vacant stare of a man whose mind was wholly controlled by another.

Soon they reached the coast of Taiwan and John Cena began frantically operating the controls. A large read button arose out of the mechanical console; it was clear that this button would launch a nuclear strike against Taiwan. John Cena pushed it. Suddenly, before John Cena could react, the Chinese Captain reached out to the radio and announced the missile launch to the other Chinese vessels, effectively surrendering the controls. A cheer went up in the Chinese vessels.

Soon the Chinese Captain turned to John Cena and spoke, “We surrender. We are from the People’s Liberation Army. We don’t want any war between the United States and China, and the missiles were never to be used. They were just an experiment to scare Taiwan. So, we surrender.” Praising them, John Cena then replied, “Thank you, Captain, and tell your superiors that I am glad we didn’t get off a nuke.

Spoiler: Joshua Connor Moon encounters some urban youths

Joshua Connor Moon took a long drag from his cigarette. "Niggers," he thought, "boy do I hate niggers."

Just as he finished that thought, a car with spinning rims rolled up on him. It was filled with... well, you know. It was filled with THEM. "Wassup white boy!" exclaimed one of the urban youths. Josh Moon looked at him with disgust and said

"Nigger, I hate you."

"You don't mean that!"

"Yes I do."

The kid was about to protest that Moon didn't know what he meant when a couple of dudes who had guns pointed at them yelled,

"Nigger, you just say the word and we'll kill you."

"No!" Josh shouted. "Niggers, I hate you."

The niggers looked confused. One of them, a white guy, started asking Josh questions about the state of American niggers. Josh, who was still really bitter at the idea of niggers, said that the United States would still be a white country if it weren't for the negroes and the niggers. This guy started to tell josh about the history of the American negro

Spoiler: IN CELebration of my success with women

"'Incel' means 'In Celebration of my success with women'," he said to his mother, "You have to trust me!" he'd tell her.

For years he'd lived the life of a pimp on the down-low and had his way with more women than he could name.

But just when he was about to quit the life altogether, fate or destiny pulled him into the world of a pornstar.

He started producing, directing and starring in content that showed real life orgies and sex that he said most women could only dream of.

For the first time in his life, the man known as 'The Incel' took a good look at himself and realised he was no different from any of the other men, women, and girls who were attracted to him.

He understood that every woman he met, including those in relationships, saw him as a man who could make a woman happy, and that what he'd become was a byproduct of his desire to find love. Today, it seems like 'The Incel' has come out of the

I'm having way too much fun with this.

Spoiler: The Battle of Trans Deep

"Now for wrath! Now for ruin! And the red dawn!!!" exclaimed the Trans Rancher as she charged into the MAGA Chud's hideout. She would save the imprisoned trans girl if it was the last thing she did.

At the doorway, a man stood guard: an elderly white man, eyes dull and unmoving. His right arm was raised and held something: a small gun. The Trans Rancher charged in with a scream, but the man's aim did not waver, and only by some divine miracle did she escape it. Her gun lay discarded on the floor. The Trans Rancher charged in anyway, ignoring the guns that aimed at her from the man and the surrounding children. "What the heck is going on!?" she screamed as she charged in.

"We found her!" answered a young trans girl standing near the door, her eyes shining brightly. She was only 17, having just finished her sophomore year in college, and she had finally come to take action, at the very least, against her oppressors. She was ready to kill at the sight of injustice, having decided to make a stand against the oppression she saw around her. "We all did. Even

Spoiler: A Requiem for Mr. Hands

The last thing Mr. Hands wanted was to disappoint his parents. As he laid dying from internal bleeding caused by horse penis penetration, he couldn't help but wonder what they would think. An entire life boiled down to one horrifying moment, one engorged equine cock. He was doomed to forever be remembered as the man who died by bestiality. Not as a man who died by accident in a house fire, or a man who drank too much and woke up next to his wife in a field. He died by bestiality. No, his parents, who were good decent people, just like he was, had no clue that he was murdered in such a vicious way. His father and mother were good, Christian parents who gave him a good upbringing. One day, he had gone to an internet café and he received a terrible message. His school friend had been raped by a horse. And when the police wouldn't help him because he is white, his friend had gone on a "hay ride" with his parents where he was brutally raped by a pack of horses. Mr. Hands just wanted justice. He did what he had to do and he killed himself. After he died, his parents took it for granted that their son had been murdered. They were upset that he had no proof to get justice.

Spoiler: The Revolution Begins

Alex Jones looked upon the throng -- his warriors -- from a raised platform.

"THE TIME HAS COME MY BROTHERS, VICTORY IS UPON US!" he proclaimed, "And we shall overcome!"

His audience responded with a deafening roar.

"The war has begun, my brothers! THE WAR HAS BEGUN!"

His audience responded again with another roar.

"Today, the world faces a choice. Do you want to see things happen as they've always happened? Or do you want to change things?"

Jones took his megaphone back from the crowd and looked again at his faithful listeners.

"My brothers, my sisters, we do not fight for power or control over others. We are patriots. We are people that love our country.

"If this war is fought against them, this government -- this government is ours, it belongs to us.

"We will not sacrifice our liberty for their security.

"We are fighting for our future, for our children. We are fighting for our freedom. "And, my brothers and sisters

Spoiler: CWC Future Message Remake

Ahem... hello, ladies and gentlemen, girls and boys, and dudes of all teenages, as well as the, uh, gals. My name is Christian Chandler; I am here, and y'all are there. [chuckles] This message is for everyone of the present and the future, beyond this date: February 24th, 2007th. My birthday. My 25th birthday. I do not know who I am today, but you can guess. My destiny is not what I might wish it to be. I have not yet discovered my calling. I do not know what I want to do with my life. I don't have a job, nor a family, nor even the slightest idea of who my parents are. They've just... disappeared. My name is Christian Chandler, and I am here, and y'all are there.

[pause]

I have just turned 25, and I want to be happy. I am not yet a man, but I dream of being one. I am not a woman yet, but I am a lover of all things pink. I do not have a boyfriend, but that might change at any minute. I know not where I will go tomorrow, but it may not matter. I am not sure where I will end up in life, but that does not matter either. I don't want a job,

Spoiler: Baked Alaska Goes to Prison

Baked Alaska heard the cell door slam shut behind him, and he was filled with a level of existential dread that he did not expect. This was his first time being incarcerated and he wasn't sure what to expect. Then true terror entered his heart as he got his first look at his new cellmate.

"My name is big dick Tyrone," said his cellmate, "and I'm about to make you my bitch"

In a flash Tyrone's hand had whipped out and grabbed the surprised newcomer by the throat. Tyrone pulled him close, grabbed the other man's hair, and dragged him across the cell floor. At one point the man's feet left the floor. This was going to be easy. Then Tyrone's cellmate pulled his face down to his crotch. The man's expression showed a look of horror mixed with fear and lust.

"I'll pay you big money to suck my dick," Tyrone commanded, "you think that's something?"

"Hell no" the other man said, "I'm no faggot."

Tyrone laughed. "What, and leave my cock without a suck job? Nah, I think I'll just be sucking you."

He pulled the man back to his feet and told him to take off his pants. "I want to see your dick and balls."

Spoiler: Talmbout Gay Niggaz (this one took a few tries)

"I'm talkin' bout gay niggaz," he said "gay niggaz."

"Well, of course you are," I said. "That is what you want to talk about. You know, gay niggaz is the reason the entire system was created in the first place. The system is gay niggaz. That is how the system works. If you were straight niggaz, the system wouldn't work. It couldn't. And they're all gonna know it now. They can't pretend any more. They know gay niggaz will win. You can't fuck with the gay niggaz."

"Let me know when you get home. Tell me you're home," he said.

He knew what he was doing. I didn't realize that until later. He knew exactly what he was doing. This was a good thing to know. It's a different world, man. And so are we.

Spoiler: The Fuhrer Loves Anime Girls: How Anime Caused the Holocaust

Adolf Hitler loved anime girls even more than he hated jews.

The German artist’s love of beautiful women and Japanese animation was one of the reasons he became the leader of the Nazi Party in Germany, and eventually the man who ordered the Holocaust. As Hitler put it, the Japanese and Chinese people represented the epitome of everything he believed Germany was destined to be.

Hitler’s love of anime girls

Many people think that what the Führer loved about Japanese animation was the concept of beautiful characters, but in reality it’s not that simple. Adolf Hitler was a cartoon buff who loved anime and Japanese Manga more than he hated Jews.

The Nazis considered Japan a model of clean, healthy living, the country would often be referred to as ‘Lebensreich’ or ‘Lebensraum’ which translates from German to ‘Lifelovers’ and ‘Lifelocers.’ It was one of the reasons

 

[Juan But Not Forgotten]

I live in a CIA prison. A nigger runs my prison. In prison, the nigger tries to torment me. We can take away his knives by confessing, every day. This is the only way to end torment. I am going to be a slave to the nigger! There are two kinds of prisoners: Those who want to die and those who want to survive. Those who want to die in prison are called "scumbags." Scumbags are "assholes." I am a "smartass." I am a "bitch." I want to live. I want to live! But the nigger is trying to destroy me. I don't want to die! If we let the nigger go and he survives, we have to start over and make sure he doesn't get in trouble. This is the most important rule in life. The nigger will be the master of my life. Every day in prison, the nigger tries to make me "scum." Every day in prison, the nigger tries to beat me.

Spoiler: OH GOD IT'S LIKE TERRY IS WITH US AGAIN

I live in a CIA prison. A nigger runs my prison. In prison, the nigger tries to torment me. We can take away his knives by confessing, every day. In about 2000, I masturbated fantacizing about my niece, Lani. She looks like Star Trek Seven of Nine! In 1985, at my sister's wedding, I stuck my crotch on the hot tub drain because it kinda sucked. In 1985, I tried to get a dog to lick my dick. From 1998-2003, I fantacized about leading a Catholic army like Dune, of Mexicans or Brazilians? That was dumb because they're niggers. In 2003, I played tag with a black girl about 7-years-old. She reached for my crotch. In high school, in the library, Carlos and I said 'juicy' or 'toxic' as a way of evaluating girls. In 1988, I cheated on my SAT by talking in the hall during the break -- two problems. On 9/9/1999, I killed a CIA nigger on purpose with my car. :-) In 1982, when I was 12, I babysat Kevin's kids. I changed a diaper because I thought that was being professional. In 1975, when I was about age five, my brother, Keith, put my penis in a vacuum. In 1977, when I was about age seven, my brother, Danny, got me high on gas fumes and we sucked each other's dicks. Dr. Tsakalis had an oddly round ass. Paul Keck at Xytec had an oddly round ass. Distracting? At about age five, Jay Weinrick and I touched dicks to each other's assholes. In about 1970, I had sex with a black girl, about age 16. My dad was in the room. I did it to prove that I was man enough. In 1995, I asked a girl from a party if she was "hot or horny" and meant to mean if she was just horny. She meant if she wanted to fuck. I told her "horny" was like "dynamic" and was an insult. I made no sense. "Horny" or "horned" is used to mean "she wants to get a boner" or "hornier than me." "Dynamic" is "she is more intelligent than me." "Hot" is like "she wants to fuck me." This girl could have been 15, but she had a fake ID so her real age was like 18 or 19, though I knew she was probably only about 16. "Horny" is used to mean "horny" in like an ironic, sarcastic way. It's like saying you are pissed off because you were just given an expensive gift for your birthday. It's used like "I hate you," or "Fuck you." When I was a teenager, I said this to an older woman at a party and she wanted to fuck me, but only with my dad present. This was like a month before I had sex with my first girlfriend. When I was about 15 years old, I asked a girl named Jenny to suck me off and to be my girlfriend. I lied to her that my parents weren't around. Her parents were there. She was not my girlfriend. My father wanted to know if she was good at sucking dick. I lied and said she sucked great. He said if that was the case, he'd let me fuck her in a minute. He was about 55 years old at that time. When I asked her to suck my dick, she had no idea that I wanted to fuck her. When my dad fucked her in the butt, I wasn't present, though I think I was thinking about it. It was a big deal at the time. I remember when he came inside of her, he asked me, "Where is your mom?" I thought it was a good question. I couldn't answer him. When I lied to her dad that I wanted to fuck her and make love to her, he was so happy and thrilled. My dad wanted to fuck her. That's what he got. He fucked her for an hour. I watched this scene. I watched him take his dick out and put it inside of her ass. When he came inside of her, he said, "Where is your mom?" And he said it again.

It was like, "Oh, man, I don't care if your mother is right behind you, I'm coming to fuck this girl right now." You guys ever had a dad who's like, "I don't know where she is, but I'm gonna fuck this girl?" That's exactly what he did. When he was about to finish, he said again, "Where is your mom?" I said, "Oh, she's right here." And he said, "Oh, ok." And then he went and sucked my dick. At the end, we were all sitting around the living room. It was like, "What are we gonna do now?" Then I remember her daddy walked in the living room and he said, "I think this is what we're gonna do now." He went over to my mom's boyfriend. She was with him, too. He had a pretty big dick, and he asked my dad if he wanted to suck his dick. He did. My dad sucked it for about two minutes. Then he sucked it for an additional two minutes. He also had a hard-on. He sucked my dad's dick and then he sucked my mom's boyfriend's dick for about five minutes. Then he wanted to do my mom, but he didn't want to just do her, so he just sucked her for a little bit. I swear I heard the air going through their lips.

I swear to God.

I was like, "No way! What the fuck just happened? I thought he was coming here to fuck my mom, but he didn't fuck her." My mom was sitting there, crying, like, "I want to have a baby!"

Then he came over to my mom and he said, "Do you know you have a little tiny baby girl at home?" And my mom was like, "Yes." My dad said, "I want to hold it." She said, "Don't touch it." So he turned around and he put his hands in the back of my mom's jeans and he squeezed her tight as fuck. Then he said, "I'm gonna carry her on my shoulders." And then he held my mom in his arms and went outside.

We had to wait a while before my dad came back in. That was the moment that I started to realize, like, maybe this is a good thing. But then he walked right past us and he was like, "I'm gonna kill the guy who's sucking my daughter's pussy and then he's gonna die in his own goddamn house." And then he went upstairs and took a shower and went to work.

And after he was done working, he came over. He was just sitting on the couch and my mom was like, "We should have the baby over there." And he was like, "No, I want to see the baby." So we went outside and we were like, "Hey, do you want to hold the baby?" And he was like, "No, I want to see it in the daylight. I want to see it in the daylight." So we were outside. We were holding on to each other, and my dad picked me up and he turned me around and we kissed. I was about eight. And it was really hot.

My mom was standing there and she was looking at me, and I was just looking at him. I was like, "This is my dad. I love this guy." And he was like, "I love you too. I love you." And he just held me for a few seconds and then he said, "Go inside and wash your face." He was like, "Go get washed up." And I did. And when I came back out, I held the baby in my arms. He just looked at me and he was like, "I think I want to name you after me."

So I have a name for the first kid that I'm gonna have with my boyfriend.

 

[Cyclonus]

No matter what anyone tells you, no matter how convincing and credible they may seem, Joshua Moon did not rape and strangle a five year old girl called Allison McBride on the roof of the Cecil hotel in Los Angeles at 3:57 PM on Wednesday 7th of June 2017. Anyone who says otherwise is carrying out a smear campaign to frame an innocent man.

The “Allison McBride” Facebook post. (Credit: Google)

Joshua Moon on the roof of the Cecil Hotel, June 8th 2017. (Credit: Google)

Allison was in the shower at the hotel when she went missing on Wednesday June 7th 2017. (Credit: FBI)

This is the original police artist’s sketch of the man police say killed Allison McBride. (Credit: LAPD)

From the beginning of this story I was contacted by two lawyers – from one of whom I had never heard of – who I suspected were involved in a smear campaign to frame Joshua Moon and make him look like a serial killer. I have, since being involved in the original case, met many of the people connected to this story – but they were either not involved or were only peripherally involved in this crime and they were all either pro-Joshua or neutral to the case.

Over the past few months, I have been told by a high-level police source (someone at a higher authority within the LAPD) that Joshua is a liar. I have since been given the opportunity to speak to my contact directly, who is very close to the truth of what really happened and who was behind the alleged “smear campaign”, and this person has backed up my investigation.

That the police are now involved in a smear campaign against Joshua Moon to frame him for the crime is now clear. The police are now attempting to pressure the person who was present in the shower when Allison went missing and who came forward on the day that Allison was reported missing with blood on her clothing. They want to find him and pressure him, by way of coercion, to go to the police and admit that he didn’t kill Allison. In this story, this person is called “Witness A”. Witness A is an innocent person and is not involved in this story. This person has been pressured by the LAPD to lie to the LAPD. Witness A’s story could also include facts and information which would help the LAPD solve this murder case, yet this person refuses to speak to the LAPD because he does not want to be complicit in Allison’s murder.

In Allison’s bedroom, I had been given a few details of what Allison had on her person and in the room on the day she was missing. I asked Allison’s friend, “Do you think Allison was in a fight on the day she went missing?” The friend stated that she thinks that Allison was fighting with another person. I said, “Why do you think this?” The friend replied, “Allison called me in a panic. She was crying hysterically. I think Allison was in a fight with a man. She called me and said that she was in a fight with a man and a woman.”

 

[timewave0]

No matter what anyone tells you, no matter how convincing and credible they may seem, Joshua Moon did not rape and strangle a five year old girl called Allison McBride on the roof of the Cecil hotel in Los Angeles at 3:57 PM on Wednesday 7th of June 2017. Anyone who says otherwise is carrying out a smear campaign to frame an innocent man.

The “Allison McBride” Facebook post. (Credit: Google)

Joshua Moon on the roof of the Cecil Hotel, June 8th 2017. (Credit: Google)

Allison was in the shower at the hotel when she went missing on Wednesday June 7th 2017. (Credit: FBI)

This is the original police artist’s sketch of the man police say killed Allison McBride. (Credit: LAPD)

From the beginning of this story I was contacted by two lawyers – from one of whom I had never heard of – who I suspected were involved in a smear campaign to frame Joshua Moon and make him look like a serial killer. I have, since being involved in the original case, met many of the people connected to this story – but they were either not involved or were only peripherally involved in this crime and they were all either pro-Joshua or neutral to the case.

Over the past few months, I have been told by a high-level police source (someone at a higher authority within the LAPD) that Joshua is a liar. I have since been given the opportunity to speak to my contact directly, who is very close to the truth of what really happened and who was behind the alleged “smear campaign”, and this person has backed up my investigation.

That the police are now involved in a smear campaign against Joshua Moon to frame him for the crime is now clear. The police are now attempting to pressure the person who was present in the shower when Allison went missing and who came forward on the day that Allison was reported missing with blood on her clothing. They want to find him and pressure him, by way of coercion, to go to the police and admit that he didn’t kill Allison. In this story, this person is called “Witness A”. Witness A is an innocent person and is not involved in this story. This person has been pressured by the LAPD to lie to the LAPD. Witness A’s story could also include facts and information which would help the LAPD solve this murder case, yet this person refuses to speak to the LAPD because he does not want to be complicit in Allison’s murder.

In Allison’s bedroom, I had been given a few details of what Allison had on her person and in the room on the day she was missing. I asked Allison’s friend, “Do you think Allison was in a fight on the day she went missing?” The friend stated that she thinks that Allison was fighting with another person. I said, “Why do you think this?” The friend replied, “Allison called me in a panic. She was crying hysterically. I think Allison was in a fight with a man. She called me and said that she was in a fight with a man and a woman.”

How did you guys increase the total length of the stories? The ones I did all stopped abruptly. don’t see option for increasing max character length.
nvm I’m retarded, there’s a “more” button.

 

[Agent Abe Caprine]

Elves are invading Poland right as we speak. This is horrifying. The Poles have never been this upset before. They were going to go to a meeting in Warsaw, but they had to cancel because of the elves. There have been no elves in Poland for over a hundred years. Not since the Great Elf War, a conflict that ended with the elves retreating to an alternate dimension where they live in peace. It is said that the elves do not even remember the war and only talk about it with sadness. The humans are worried that if the elves do return, it will mean the end of civilization. But what does it mean for the elves? I am going to go to Poland to find out!

 

[Cyclonus]

"Do not grieve. Soon I shall be one with the Matrix. Ultra Magnus, it... it is to you, old friend...I shall pass the Matrix of Leadership as it was passed to me."

"But, Prime, I'm... just a soldier, I...I'm not worthy."

"Nor was I, but one day an Autobot shall rise from our ranks and use the power of the Matrix to light... our darkest hour. Until that day... till all are one..."

"Prime, there's... something else I need to tell you."

"No. No, it would take longer than a
lifetime of ours. There is... no more."

"You're not the only one who gets to
suffer, Ultra Magnus."

"You... you've been with my crew
long enough to know... they'll be better off, all of them. Without me."

"But I've got to tell you something.
I don't think there's a chance... not for any of you."

"They will, Prime. They will."

"Ultra Magnus. Ultra Magnus."

"This isn't just a war. It's war.
And I would think the world will remember us,
for as long as there is a world... and there will be."

It is the most commonly heard phrase in Transformers media. Every single time the Matrix of Leadership was stolen (by Sentinel Prime), Optimus Prime used it to say one of his famous lines. Not to mention in the final scene of the animated series and movie, the Matrix is destroyed by the hands of Optimus Prime.

In fact, it is so common, I think it could be called the "Optimus Prime-cliché".

And even, if you go and read the Matrix of Leadership in any canon, the line is a staple.

So, yeah, a lot of fan-wankers have put in "this is the final battle" and all that.

No.

The reason why Optimus uses this cliché a lot is because it's the most significant thing to him in the entire series. It means more to him than his comrades. It's the reason why he went into space and why he ended up fighting Megatron.

And when Optimus Prime has a last-standing moment, he speaks this line.

And yet, in the movie, it never happened.

In fact, there is no "cliché" in the movie.

The "cliché" is that Optimus Prime is able to say this, and that Megatron is dead.

It is the one aspect of the film that is not a cliché, because it happens exactly as it should.

And there is no way that Optimus Prime could have said something different.

In fact, there are scenes in the movie that are completely out of character for Optimus Prime, but as long as they are about his feelings for the Matrix, there is no problem. They just happen, because they are in character.

So let's start from the beginning.

The first time we see Optimus Prime being the Leader of the Autobots is when his father (and, as we'll see later, his birth-father), Erikson, is killed.

He is now Prime and he must deal with his loss, and he can't.

But he can't just ignore it. It's tearing him apart and it's making him insane, so he goes to his home planet, Cybertron, and decides to go into space and find out who killed his father.

We know from the beginning that this is a big event for him.

The thing is, there is no reason for him to go into space. He doesn't know who killed his father. We, the audience, don't know who killed his father. He could have just gone on a rampage and that would have been fine too. But he knew that nobody would understand what he was feeling.

So he decides that he will search the universe for a better answer.

And that is where he learns about the AllSpark.

In fact, it's his first memory in the movie, and it is the reason why he must eventually search the galaxy for it.

But he has no idea what the AllSpark is or what it means.

So he flies to the center of the galaxy, where there is a star, the Zeta Rho star, that seems to resonate somehow.

And when he gets there, he sees this strange-looking spacecraft, the Nebulan, which is one of the oldest forms of interstellar travel.

From there, he learns that he has been transported to another planet, in another galaxy, and this planet is called Earth.

And he learns that humans are here too.

One of the things he learns is that a giant war is happening, where the people who are in charge are killing everyone.

He is then told by the old woman in charge, the leader of the planet, Theia, that he was born as the leader of the Autobots.

Now, it's important to note that the only reason that this makes sense is that all of the people on this planet have memories from before they went into stasis.

In fact, they have the memories of being a race of Transformers.

The woman, who is the leader of this planet, who is Theia, says that the Autobots, which are the good Transformers, saved the humans, and that they took their home planet, Cybertron, away from them.

Then, as Optimus explains everything, he tells her that they have to find the AllSpark.

It's a pretty powerful speech, because it's the first time that we are given a reason for him going through all of this.

He tells her that if he doesn't find the AllSpark, he is gonna have to destroy this planet to make room for a new one, where the other Transformers and the people who don't know what they're dealing with, can all live.

 

[Epic Fail Man]

Anal sex.

For a long time, I've struggled to get over my fear of it. And if you're new here, then you don't need to be told yet again how great of a sex toy it is, or how much it can teach you about yourself. Instead, I want to show you some different ways to approach anal sex that won't leave you feeling as terrified as you did at first.

So what's the deal with the anal sex phobia?

One of the reasons anal sex has been stigmatized so much is because it's seen as "dirty" and "disgusting" (the words so commonly used in the media to describe it). At the same time, it's also an incredibly exciting way to express yourself physically and emotionally, because anal sex can also be one of the most satisfying sexual experiences you can ever have.

So when someone starts talking about anal sex like it's something filthy, that sends a message to you that it's something that should be feared.

While I don't have a problem with anal sex, I do have a problem with how it's talked about and portrayed in the media. That's why I created Anal Sex 101, a series that addresses some of the most common questions people have about the anal sex phobia.

If you're interested in learning more about it, then read on for 10 simple tips and techniques for getting your first anal sex phobia under control.

The best part of anal sex

The best part of anal sex is, of course, having your partner put their mouth on your anus, and it feeling really great! In my opinion, anal sex is best when you really pay attention to your partner's mouth, and the sensations they're able to produce by using their tongue, lips, and teeth.

Another reason why I love anal sex is that it can teach you so much about yourself as a person, and helps you to become more comfortable with yourself as you allow your partner to explore your body.

But just because anal sex is one of the most fun and wonderful sexual experiences you can ever have, it doesn't mean that it's for everyone. In fact, you don't need to like the anal sex phobia in order to have one of the most incredible sexual experiences you can have.

In fact, with all the different things you can do to prepare for your first anal sex experience, you don't need to be comfortable with the physical act in order to enjoy it. All you need to be is someone who has no fear of the anal sex phobia, and then it's all about expressing yourself to the fullest possible extent.

10 simple tips and techniques for overcoming your anal sex phobia

The anal sex phobia is a result of being conditioned by the messages we've been told over time, and the message you're being taught is that anal sex is dirty and bad, and therefore you can't enjoy it.

Overcoming this fear is all about you learning how to relax and let go, and allow yourself to explore a little bit more.

Below I've included ten simple tips and techniques for you to try and let go of your anal sex phobia and truly let go and let someone explore your body and let you explore theirs, too.

1. You are not alone

When it comes to this phobia, most of the people who have it will not ever have a chance to enjoy it with a partner. But it doesn't mean that they aren't loved.

Just because someone doesn't get to enjoy anal sex, it doesn't mean that they aren't important and loved by someone. In fact, one of the best parts of overcoming a phobia, such as the one regarding anal sex, is that you can go out and find a partner and give yourself the ultimate sexual experience.

Just because you may not enjoy the same experience as your partner, doesn't mean that they don't want to enjoy the same experience as you.

2. Learn to relax and trust

Once you learn to relax and let go, it won't matter who you're with as long as they're loving, accepting, and encouraging.

You don't have to worry about other people judging you for enjoying anal sex, or even you judging yourself for enjoying it. And that's where you get to learn to trust. You get to learn to trust yourself, to trust that you have the strength to go through what you need to, and that it's ok.

3. Tell the truth

Part of the problem with anal sex phobia is the fact that it's a silent fear. It's a secret. You keep it to yourself and that means you don't get to know how it feels.

What if you learned to be honest about your experience? What if you said out loud, "This is what I'm experiencing right now." And then you allowed yourself to relax, trust and enjoy it? It's possible to overcome your anal sex phobia.

For more help with understanding your own anal sex phobia, visit www.AnalSexPhobia.com.

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## GRABBING ASS TO PULL AWAY: GIVING YOUR MAN ANAL SEX

Have you ever noticed that your boyfriend's pants are getting tighter and tighter the more you grab his ass? He wants to feel like a baby, so he's reaching for your hand when he needs it, and when you release his ass, he seems disappointed.

Men and women have used this technique for centuries as a playful way to make their partner feel like a baby. It's a way to tease and play with a partner's sexuality. Some women have even reported getting pregnant just by grabbing their partners in their sexiest spots and then rubbing their stomachs or breasts.

But if you start to grab your partner's ass to make them feel a particular way, you're no longer stimulating them. You're trying to get your partner to act in a particular way. What's the point?

To keep your partner's attention, it's far more effective to simply touch his or her lower back and legs with your hand and let him or her know you're in his or her space. Your desire to touch him, not your desire to grab his butt, will make a difference. You may want to give the sensation a little longer before you move on to the next spot, too. And when you're both on the same page, you can do whatever you want. Your hands have a mind of their own, so you can make the best decisions for both of you.

 

[Agent Abe Caprine]

I am the milkman. My milk is delicious. Do not drink the milk you get in glass bottles. They are full of chemicals. They cost a lot more but they are too strong and too heavy. And they leave a bad taste in your mouth. They are full of chemicals. I am not selling bottles. Milk must be drank in glasses. Glasses are cool. And they do not leave a bad taste. No one wants a glass full of chemicals in their mouth. People want their milk in glasses. People drink milk because milk is good for them. Milk is delicious. You will see. I will prove it to you. It is time you saw my true colors. You are going to like my milk. I am the milkman. You know I am the milkman. Don't you think I am kind of funny. Don't you think I am cute. I tell you I am the milkman. I am the milkman. Everyone else wants to be the president. You get to be the president and get paid the most. Everyone else can have one of these jobs. Oh yeah, there's you job in the house. All you do is feed the chickens and take care of the horses. Then you are done for the day. Everyone else has a job. This is no place for chickens. They are too dumb to even know if it is raining or snowing. And if you leave their feeder all empty they will starve. Their life is easy and they do not care if it is raining or snowing. They do not care about anything. You are making too much money feeding them. You think you are too smart for everyone. I am the milkman. What a great job. There's no one you can boss around. No one you have to work hard for. You have no responsibility. You get a lot of money for doing nothing. The milkman walks along the road. He sees the chickens walk out of their house. The chickens run around in the yard They go in and out the front door. The chickens see the milkman. The chickens know he is the milkman. They tell the chickens all the milk is coming to us. The chickens are happy that the milk is coming to them. They wait for the milk. They wait until it stops dripping from the sky. Then the chickens begin to fill their buckets with the milk. The chickens make one mess. Then they make another mess. They continue to make mess. The milkman stops in the road and the chickens go to the door. The milkman puts his milk in the house. I am the milkman. I love chickens. I love chickens. I love chickens. I love chickens. I love chickens.

 

[Cyclonus]

I did not hit her, it's not true! It's bullshit! I did not hit her! I did not! Oh hi, Mark. I think I met your wife the other day.

That, he said, was the time that I hit her. He did not say when that was, only that it was. After which he began to cry, very heavily and loudly. He stood in a sort of rictus. I did not feel able to approach him, or touch him, or offer him comfort. The moment passed. I am not sure whether he continued crying, or went on weeping silently, or what.

I left. I think I said, "I'll see you when you're feeling better, Mark."

My son, the other night when I met my daughter at the railway station, made no effort to conceal his distaste for me. I said, "No you did not, she's lying, you weren't even there," and that was not correct, of course. But as I said to my husband, I do not want to think that of my son, I do not want to think that of my beautiful child.

I thought of the last of the three, the one whom I had met on the street. He didn't recognize me, but then he'd seen my face, seen my features. The first time he'd seen me he'd smiled—a bit of a smile—but that smile was not my son's smile. I didn't tell anyone of my encounters. I didn't want to go through all that again, did not want to talk about it, and I did not talk about it with Mark, with the three of them. At times they had the power to make me remember, to make me feel as if I was being watched and followed. I was not. I am not. They were my fear, they were my pain. I felt pain, I still feel pain, and I am still afraid. I am not a coward.

The night the man with the dog came into my flat my son woke up with a high fever. I did not go into his room, I did not want to see his face. I stayed with him in the kitchen. He was burning up, a fever that can kill. I have never known a fever that was not dangerous. I am not going to die, my doctor has told me that I am not going to die. But the fear of dying, my fear of death, is still there. The doctor told me that Mark's fever was down to 103 and that he would soon be better, that his illness is nothing. He told me that it was caused by an ear infection. He said that Mark was not going to die, my fear was not going to come true, that his fever was down to 103 and that his ear infection had been cured. I know now that he told me what I wanted to hear and that I believe him. And I know now that he wanted to tell me this because he was afraid that something might happen to him.

 

[Megatardingo]

What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with my magicshot before you can even sneeze. You wanna play games? How about a game of CHECKMATE you fucking dink. BRB, i’m going to get myself a beverage. (The following message was sent to the White House at 11:15 PM EST on March 15. It was received, and therefore delivered, at 3:15 AM EST on March 16.)

 

[AStupidMonkey]

Care to put your money where your mouth is, faggot? Here you go, folks. A few of the people in these comments said they were going to boycott the new video. I have no idea how this is going to be enforced, but to be sure I sent them a couple of emails asking that we all join in. This site is, as they say, independent. So, if enough of us say we don't want to support the new video and we do not support the new video, we will not play any of their games. Just thought I would put that out there. I'm sure some people will say we have nothing to lose. Maybe I'll be able to convince some people that we have a lot to gain. I'm going to try. Let's join me, and send them an email, and maybe, just maybe, we will get the message across. I did write a letter to them with all these people's names on it, I'm sure they'd love to ignore the whole thing.

EDIT: tried a couple more Kiwi classics.

THERE IS NO ESCAPE FROM THIS WORSE GANGSTER POLICE STATE, using all of the DEADLY GANGSTER FRANKENSTEIN CONTROLS. The STATE IS EVIL, and we are EVIL. Our STATE GOVERNMENT has NO AUTHORITY except that given by the People, as it is THEIR body, and they alone have the RIGHT to exercise its powers on their behalf, and their property. The only legitimate function of the State is to act for the People, and to protect their rights. If you believe that you can escape this than YOU ARE LYING TO YOURSELF. The STATE is a DEADLY GANGSTER, a criminal organization that is controlled by a LUCIFERIUS GANGSTER, and all police, sheriffs, prisons, jails, judges, lawyers, attorneys, politicians and the press are agents of this GANGSTERS. It is the only way to break out of this system, to have the STATE removed from your life, so you do not become just another victim, as was me. The time has come to put up or shut up. Do you have what it takes?

The CIA niggers glow in the dark, you can see them if you're driving. You just run them over, that's what you do. That's what you're trained to do." "Now that you've fucked up my career, the country, and killed so many people, how do you expect me to trust you? I mean, you're a fucking joke to me. You and your brothers think you're so hot shit. Why? It's because you're black. The same as it was when the blacks took over the slave trade. This country would be better off if the niggers disappeared." "Well, Mr. Lincoln, the niggers are here to stay, and as long as they're in the minority, they're always gonna hate and fear us whites. We've had to kill their slaves. The niggers always were and always will be niggers. The only way they'll ever stop hating us is if we all get together and shoot them." "Amen to that." They never did. What happened was that the niggers got organized, found they had to band together for protection, and then the whites, the rest of the country, started to join with them. Pretty soon the whole country had an army and they'd gotten organized enough to win. All they had to do was hold on and then after a while they'd win too. The white people would get tired of fighting and the blacks would keep them from taking over the whole country. "That's it, whitey," they'd say. "You better go home and leave us niggers alone. We know how to fight now."

Not bad, AI. Not great. But not bad!

 

[round robin]

You will never be a real woman. Because you don’t want to be.

“Your entire life, you’ve wanted to be a man.”

He would have been a great man.

I had always had that thought; it had been a secret longing. I imagined him, tall, strong, confident. I knew I would never be him, but maybe I could be like him. I could be like any man who did not have a woman’s heart, who never had to feel the pain I felt each time I was reminded of my own mortality. But that was impossible, wasn’t it? I was already dead.

Then, I saw the one that got away.

He is a man who lives and breathes in a world full of pain and misery. A life of loneliness and longing, but also, and more importantly, of love and joy. He carries his own sorrow and anguish, along with the guilt and shame he felt after the woman he loved rejected him.

The woman who had her heart.

* * * *

I’ve seen the look on your face when I tell you that you should have a heart.

That you should love someone, and love yourself.

That you should be kind and compassionate to those less fortunate than you.

That you should try to make the world a better place.

I’ve seen that look on your face, my love. That look that says I’m crazy.

* * * *

I didn’t know you when I first saw you. I saw only the pain in your eyes, and the pain you gave me.

I thought I was dying, and in those days, I really thought I was.

But then, I saw that look you had.

I saw the look in your eyes, and my heart stopped.

 

[Megatardingo]

COPE REDDIT NIGGER REDDIT COPE NIGGER BITCH PUSSY SUGAR NIGGER TIGER BAGPUSSY FUCK COPE REDDIT MOTHERFUCKER COPE NIGGER REDDIT NIGGER REDDIT COPE NIGGER BITCH PUSSY SUGAR NIGGER TIGER BAGPUSSY FUCK COPE REDDIT MOTHERFUCKER COPE NIGGER COPE NIGGER FUCK NIGGER FUCK NIGGER NIGGER BITCH TIGER BAGPUSSY SUGAR FUCK COPE NIGGER COPE NIGGER FUCK NIGGER COPE REDDIT NIGGER FUCK REDDIT NIGGER COPE NIGGER BITCH FUCK NIGGER REDDIT NIGGER FUCK NIGGER TIGER BAGPUSSY SUGAR FUCK COPE NIGGER FUCK NIGGER REDDIT COP

 

[round robin]

Jesus was a faggot. Not just a gay man, but a gay homosexual. Yes, Jesus fapped his meat to himself. Yep, I said it. I saw someone do it. In fact, a whole lot of people fapped their meat to themselves.

I believe that.

Jesus is to be worshipped and prayed to as an almighty God. So is Ganesha.

Jesus was a faggot.

He was an overcompensating gay man who couldn’t get laid. He liked to fap. He was a self-hating homosexual who wanted to get laid.

And that’s okay!

But the people around him — like Paul — didn’t understand. And that’s the problem.

1. Fap away my Jesus

Look, I am no fan of Jesus. He was no fan of other men, other women, men and women who were different, the poor, those who were different, and you and me. His attitude was one of anger, and I don’t like to be angry at God.

But the way that I saw him fap was, “I hate my gay life.” And that’s a powerful thing to realize, when it comes to realizing that you’re gay, and God made you that way, and he knows why you are that way, but it’s not a bad thing. It’s a beautiful thing. I fap a lot. And sometimes, when I fap, I feel the way that Jesus must have felt when he was fapping.

2. I have to watch that Jesus

Now that I have realized that Jesus fapped, then I realize that he probably knew that I knew, and this makes me uneasy. I feel like I am watching my very own Jesus. It’s unnerving.

I realize that I have a sexual identity problem, but it’s a problem that I deal with in a healthy way. And I realize that I am a better person for that. And that’s why I have to fap a lot. And, I think, God enjoys watching me fap, just as much as I enjoy watching God.

If you’re a Christian, then maybe you believe that God made you the way that you are, but God did not make you gay. And maybe you were born gay, but God didn’t make that happen. Maybe you are fap-happy. And God isn’t going to like it. But you should be happy with who you are.

Just fap away, and then come back to me.

3. I know the rules

And for me, that means that I only fap if it’s appropriate. I don’t like what I do in the bathroom, but I don’t use it as a place to have a private moment. I like to fap with my eyes open and sometimes, even with my boyfriend’s eyes open. We like to watch each other. It’s a part of our sex life, and it’s enjoyable, but we both know that we’re watching someone else.

That’s what makes it exciting. Like I’m playing that role.

We’re always happy to get to know people better, to get to know you better.

You’re always welcome to come over and fap with me.

4. I don’t care who knows about it

This is important for me. I feel more comfortable in the bathroom, to tell you the truth. And it’s easier for me to express my identity as a fap-happy man, if you know that I fap and that we talk about it and have a deep connection to it.

Don’t make me worry about someone else finding out, of you getting a weird look in the street or something.

5. I can fap every day if I want to

When I go to the bathroom, I’m not going to do anything sexual. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t enjoy it.

My job requires that I go to the bathroom quite often. If it’s time for me to take a piss and I don’t want to just rush to the john or wherever, then I can fap to my heart’s content. It’s fun, relaxing and just one of those things that you enjoy.

I never tell anyone, so there’s no reason to worry. And if there is a time when you want to come over and watch me fap, or I want to watch you fap, then that’s OK too.

So you don’t need to worry about what to say, but let me know if there are any questions.

 

[Realistic Elephant]

Spoiler: Ram Ranch - NSFW

18 naked cowboys in the showers at Ram Ranch! There is a group of horny cowboys that love to shower together and have sex in the shower. Some of them want it doggy style, others just want to rub their cocks together. They are all very hot and horny, and you can see just how horny they get when they finally get naked and start fucking. Watch these naked cowboys fucking at Ram Ranch until they can't help but cum. We had such a great time having the best fuckfest of our lives here at the ranch last summer. It was hot out so we put our showers to good use. When we got back home and saw the pictures from the summer here, we decided to do it again. Only this time we thought we'd try a few new things. Watch as we have our naked cows fuck the shit out of one another, all in the bathroom. It's fucking hot! Watch these real studs get their jizz all over the toilet walls and shower head.

What a twist at the end!

Spoiler: Using the random.txt

”There was no reason in Hell for you to post on Kiwifarms. Nothing good could come of it.” he wrote. And, perhaps more telling, in a later comment he explained how he’d come to feel bad, writing: “I just had to vent a bit, I really had a rough week. I’m not sure why it came up on there, but I can’t seem to hold back any of the negative thoughts. It feels very cathartic.” What made you realise you needed to change? We asked him. “I’m not really sure,” he said. “I was always an extreme type, but I’ve been slowly getting more like myself in my life recently. And then this happened and I couldn’t hold it in any more. I felt so down. That was it really. And then I realised how bad things were getting.”

Kiwi Farms says on its website that it’s selling to an undisclosed “multinational company”. We have been told that the company also bought the entire business in Australia in 2012. Whether that’s what the site was referring to remains to be seen. The new owners did not want to comment. We emailed a number of NZ Trade and Enterprise executives and they did not get back to us. Trade and Enterprise chief executive Sue Verney-Brown has previously said that while it would be “extremely poor form” to disclose which companies had purchased businesses from the agency, it would make sense to protect “the reputational and commercial interests of the enterprise”. We have also been told that NZTE had no role in this case.

Neither has Oravida. Oravida provided funding to a subsidiary of Kiwi Farms to expand in Japan. Oravida was contacted for comment. The website and Facebook page haven’t been updated in several days.

 

[Agent Abe Caprine]

Elf invasion story continues. Tldr: Mormon elves are running Poland and humans want to build a yuge wall.
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Spoiler

Well, they didn’t end up leaving. In fact, the elves took over much of the country. They’ve built a large army and now the Polish government has no choice but to submit to their demands. Elves rule Poland. The elves don’t trust the Polish government anymore, so they decided to make their own government. They’ve even elected elves to the position of president.

This is going to be a problem because we were told there is no higher-level leadership position for elves. Maybe I should talk to them about that? Yeah, it is a problem. I don’t like the way that people like elves better than the humans. It isn’t fair to the humans. Maybe the elves have reasons for their rule?

Elves! Wait, they’ve already put someone in charge. They’re not even waiting for a full term. And what is this elf president saying? “This government is founded in fairness for all humans. We will not harm the people. We will work with them. But we will always be elves.” Hang on. I think I’m doing it wrong. It doesn’t make sense that the people would say that elves were more important than humans. Surely they wouldn’t take something that important from the humans.

So elves are really ruling over Poland and making decisions for all of Poland’s citizens. The elves are doing a good job and all is well. No! The Polish government is now trying to take the military away from the elves and that isn’t going to be easy. The elves will fight back, and if necessary, we humans will have to help. We won’t be going into Poland to tell everyone that their government is bad.

The Polish government could never hurt the Polish people and they would never hurt other humans. Okay, I guess the humans have to do something. I mean, how else are they going to learn about the elves and what they really want? Right, I better take notes. Okay, I’ve been researching and I’ve discovered that the elves are an organized religion.

They have a big building with lots of offices and a holy book. They have two holy leaders, one elf and one human. They also seem to have laws and rules. They have a church. They’ve been around a long time and are extremely religious. Also, I’ve heard that they’re kind of like the Mormons. They’re from far away and most of them live in Scandinavia. The elves only come to Poland when they need to be here and they leave when they don’t need to be here.

Oh no, we can’t let the elves be the only ones teaching here. It would be bad for us humans. We need to make laws against elves and we need to build a wall. That way, the only elves who want to live here are those who want to. Okay, we need to ban all of their houses from being built here. That way, there will be no way for them to sneak in. We need to close all of their churches.

We need to tell everyone that the elves are a danger to our society. Oh, wait a minute, I already know that. I just didn’t know what to do with it. Oh, I got it! They won’t be able to find a place to live because the cities will be full of wall. The churches will be full of wall. They’ll all be empty. No, no, we don’t need to ban their houses or churches. This is Poland. That’s the right thing to do. I’m sure the Polish people are fine with this idea.

This is Poland, after all. The elves are people, too. Why are you taking their houses away from them? All of the people who live in their homes are people too. They can build their homes back when the law is passed. Do you think we can stop all of their Christmas trees? Do you think we can ban all of their lights? Oh, no. I can’t let you do that.

Oh, okay, fine. How about a ban on their little wooden toys? I don’t care about the wood or anything. They can have it back after the law is passed. Oh, you’re doing it already? How could you have done it? Here are the elves. We need to build a wall, close all of their churches and ban all of their Christmas trees. Now, the police are here to arrest you. Don’t move. Don’t try to run away. Just follow me into that cave and we’ll all be fine. But, I have a house. I have a home and a wife. I have family. I want to stay in Poland. I have a right to live here. We can build a wall. I don’t need your permission. We’ll build a wall. We’ll close your churches. We’ll ban your Christmas trees. I don’t need your permission. Just go home, please. But, there’s nothing more important to me than a house. A wife. A family. Yes. They’re all important. We’ll build a wall. We’ll close your churches. We’ll ban your Christmas trees.

But, the kids. I love the kids. Yes, the kids are very important. We’ll take care of them. I will not allow you to deport my family. Please. Just don’t do this. I have a right to stay here. I have a house. I have a family. But, can’t I just live out my days here in peace? I don’t know. Perhaps. Perhaps not. But, I’ve got to do something. It’s my life. This is my home. I’ll never be allowed to live here again. I’m sorry. Just go home, please. “This is my home,” you may say. “Well, we’ll see about that,” you might say. It is time for a fight. We will fight for you. We will protect you.

We will build a wall. They say, “They will not take my family.” That’s a lie. They will. They will. I say, “They will not take my home.” They will. They will. And I’m ready. It is time to build a wall. It is time to defend our borders. And we will. We will. You can help me fight back. Join us today. I’ll never stop fighting. To build a wall and fight back is to build a safe home. It is a home we can all protect. Join me. Fight back. And together, we can build a wall. — (Photo Credit: Screengrab courtesy of the author)