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Worms, man. Worms. They’re in the dirt, wriggling around, squirming like little pink veins that God threw out of his own body. Ever watch a worm just… squirm? It doesn’t even care what direction it’s going, just pushing through mud and filth, like it knows a secret. They live in the ground, but are they even alive? I swear to God, you cut one in half, and it just… keeps going, like two little worms now. Why? Who told them they could do that? Why don’t they die like the rest of us?

But no—no, listen—then there’s these Skibidi toilets. Skibidi toilets! Ever heard of 'em? No, no, not like a regular toilet; these things—they got faces, they sing, they look at you. It’s like they’re alive. They stare at you from the corner of the bathroom, like they’re watching while you’re trying to take a dump. They sing, like, Skibidi bop bop YES YES YES, and they won’t stop. They can’t stop. You think you’re alone, but they’re right there. Looking. Singing. Skibidi, skibidi, over and over. Why won’t they stop? I can hear them in my head sometimes, late at night. Just the toilets singing, and the worms… squirming.

AHHHHHHHHH! WHY? Why do we have worms in the ground and toilets with faces? It’s like, I’m sitting here, right, in the alley, thinking I’m just gonna enjoy my night, maybe find some food, but then the worms start whispering to me. Little voices in the dirt, telling me to dig, dig, dig. I’m a worm. We’re all worms. Just wriggling in the mud, eating garbage, waiting to get eaten by a bird or something. And then I hear it, Skibidi skibidi YES YES, the toilets calling me, calling us all to join them.

You ever think about it, man? How we’re all just like worms, digging around in our own filth, but now, the toilets—they’re coming to life! You see a Skibidi toilet and you think it’s funny, you think it’s just a meme, but no! Those things are watching us. They’re watching us like the government or God or—I don’t know. But they’re out there, waiting. Skibidi skibidi bop bop, and we’re all gonna be sucked in, sucked in like we’re flushed down the pipes, flushed right down into the sewers. The sewers! Where the worms live, in the dark, where you can’t see them, but they’re everywhere.

Why won’t they leave me alone? Why won’t the worms leave my skin, crawling in my mind, and why won’t the toilets stop singing?

I have three words for you: your just delusional.

Repeat this again and i'll curse you even more but miserable, just like your daily livelihood. (Especially you, junge)

Did you just curse me with artblock.

(I tried drawing you but then like. Something happened and now I am like physically unabled to draw or even look at my own art without dying on the inside)

Ja, you will never know how many I've cursed people with artblocks.

When it comes to new years, I hate it. My teams are lighting the firecrackers and shooting their damn weapons up in the sky when it hasn't even been 12 o'clock in the night, regarding with scout and soldier somehow got a radio out of nowhere and started playing loud music is Irritatingly an ear bleeding activity from these two Dummköpfe, Pardon me, but I dislike new years. (And these two who sometimes bother me everytime, especially at the early morning)

Nein, I want you to suffer more.

Banging my head agaisnt the wall pinterest stop showing me Medic with his tits out I O.W.N Medic PLEASE.

[OOC]

I'm feeling a bit better, but my jaws hurt somehow. I still need to take a break though, and i have to get this checked up. It hurts than just feeling sick.

Get out

Hi medic I just wanted to yap that I low-key think of you as my Kai cenat but I don't wanna make you feel hawk tuah yknow I've just been so beta for almost all my fanum tax, so I was wondering, Maybe you'd rizz to skibidi me? It's just like my own kai cenat isn't in the skibidi-verse often, and I feel so beta all the time... So maybe you'd like to fill that hole in my gyatt???

(- @mikupizzetto )

... Nein..

Well, why don't you go ask someone instead of wasting my time? I'm extremely busy gaining my community up, and I'm dealing with my team's mess. Will you? Junge?

please tellme why his dogs are out

Junge, what even is this. And what dogs? I need an explanation from your ridicule.

Looks like pyro really did used my phone after i took away his yesterday, that's why i thought I heard something buzzing on pyro's dorm.. Well, i don't wanna scold him again. Don't wanna hurt their feelings like what scout did last morning.. Glad i was told they've met a new friend, and that friend is.. THAT Friend..

wer zum Teufel glued one of my gloves with super glue?? I can't get them off and I have to make a new one heute. Danke whoever did that... (Ich hoffe du stirbst)

Get out.

Did you just curse me with artblock.

(I tried drawing you but then like. Something happened and now I am like physically unabled to draw or even look at my own art without dying on the inside)

Ja, you will never know how many I've cursed people with artblocks.