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# AND NOW THE WORLD WILL END
(I helped save b3ta! mr horrible up yours, dickface, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:44, archived)
# WE MUST NOT SPEAK OF THIS UNTIL IT IS TOO LATE. IT'S THE PROPHECY.
(I helped save b3ta! gronkpan @vomitinglarry.bsky.social, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:46, archived)
# YOU CANNOT SPEAK OF THE PROPHECY UNTIL IT IS FULFILLED
(I helped save b3ta! mr horrible up yours, dickface, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:48, archived)
# I HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO TAKE A SHIT IN 17 YEARS.
I LOOK FORWARD TO THIS.
(I helped save b3ta! gronkpan @vomitinglarry.bsky.social, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:49, archived)
# THE PROPHECY FORETELLS OF IT!
(and it knew you'd say that!)
(I helped save b3ta! Prof UnderCover evitable, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:50, archived)
# oh thank f*k for that.
saves me doing the bathroom tiling at least.
(I helped save b3ta! evilstevie misses the Orange Place of late, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:46, archived)
# EVERYTHING IS TEMPORARY. NOTHING IS PERMANENT. THE ONLY CONSTANT IS CHANGE.
YOUR TILING CAN WAIT.
(I helped save b3ta! gronkpan @vomitinglarry.bsky.social, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:48, archived)
# DO NOT SPEAK OF THIS
OR YOU SHALL BE DOMMED TO GROUT FOREVERMORE
(I helped save b3ta! mr horrible up yours, dickface, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:48, archived)
# Fool!
you'll tile the bathroom of HELL for all ETERNITY except for bank holidays where you'll be sent to the B&Q of HELL to get more GROUT
(I helped save b3ta! Prof UnderCover evitable, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:49, archived)
# and lo, the carpark shall be full
and you shall have to park far far away and lug many recepticles of grout over much distance while the tortured cries of the tormented doth chide you to distraction and the impish children of the fallen doth 'want to go home' for they be 'bored'
(I helped save b3ta! Prof UnderCover evitable, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:54, archived)
# YOU DO NOT SPEAK OF THIS NOW. DO NOT. STOP. NO YOU DO NOT.
(I helped save b3ta! gronkpan @vomitinglarry.bsky.social, Mon 28 May 2007, 11:56, archived)
# and yay, though the bank holiday it be
shine not doth the sun down upon ye, and no light nor sustinance shall ease thy load, burdened as it is by the forgetfullness of the grouting implements which require ye to run once more the gauntlet of B&Q and the mirthless assistance harpies who doth scratch and wail and chatter incessantly about your past indispcrepancies and lies, heaped high upon you by your failings in the eys of The Lord. And yay, once you have crashed hard the forlourn boat of your trolley upon the jagged cliffs of the checkout and battled the stange things you find there, no sollace shall you receive as you are sent whence to Ikea, for no reason at all, to wander incessantly with the zombifeid remains of long forgotten friends and loved ones... until the end of time. Amen.
(I helped save b3ta! Prof UnderCover evitable, Mon 28 May 2007, 12:01, archived)
# OH YOU'VE ONLY GONE AND BLOODY DONE IT NOW
(I helped save b3ta! gronkpan @vomitinglarry.bsky.social, Mon 28 May 2007, 12:02, archived)
# REPENT SINNER
THE DAY OF THY JUDGEMENT BE CLOSE TO HAND!
(I helped save b3ta! Prof UnderCover evitable, Mon 28 May 2007, 12:05, archived)