Hi, I'm Wayne Coyne from the band The Flaming Lips. Ask me anything!
fuck ON you ARE wayne coyne you are NOT an OBSESSED autist. seriously you got it GOOD. you don't need to look into some intensive therapy I LOVE anigi LOVE your threads you are wayne coyne
>>4558094
I am Wayne Coyne
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>>4558111
Really good triple, Wayne!
>>4558212
Thanks anigi how are you today
>>4558212
Thank you, anon.
>>4558234
I'm doing pretty well today, things are going just fine. Everything is in its right place
>>4558256
Beef cottage?
Is that some sort of euphemism for a lady's private parts?
>>4558256
Wow anigi just like that Radiohead song, right?
>>4558262
Hello but please don't be crude
>>4558263
Exactly like that Radiohead song. You know the part where he sings? That's my favorite part of that song.
>>4558262
Get your mind out of the gutter!
>>4558273
He sucks a lemon right anigi?
>>4558280
Haha, wow, Wayne. I am constantly misunderstanding lyrics. You won't believe this, but up until just now, I thought he was saying "yesterday I woke up sucking on my thumb"
That's crazy. You learn something new every day.
>>4558326
what did you learn today?
>>4558329
I learned that The Flashbulb has come to make the girls horny
>>4558332
Yes, I would love to hear your joke, Wayne!
>>4558335
What do you call an elder Swiss squad hanging bell?
>>4558337
I don't know, what do you called an elder Swiss squad hanging bell?
>>4558077
Hi Wayne. I hope you have a long and illustrious career, and that you accomplish your goals and express your artistic ideals as perfectly as possible.
>>4558332
I wasn't talking to you.
>>4558358
Yes you were
>>4558353
LOL holy poop, Wayne, that's a good one. I'll never know how you can come up with such amazing jokes.
>>4558365
Thanks anigi it's just a talent. Do you know any good jokes?
>>4558360
No she wasn't
>>4558374
I don't really know any good jokes, tb-h. I know a few Russian folk songs though.
>>4558380
What's black and blue and red all over?
>>4558380
Here's my favorite Russian folk song, told as a tale:
Long, long ago, in days of yore, there lived a king who had three sons, all of them grown to manhood. One day the king called them to him and said, "My sons. let each of you make a bow for himself and shoot an arrow. The maiden who brings your arrow back will be your bride; and he whose arrow is not returned will stay unwed." The eldest son shot an arrow and a prince's daughter brought it back. The middle son loosed an arrow and a general's daughter brought it back. But young Prince Ivan's arrow fell into a marsh and was brought back by a frog holding it between her teeth. The first two brothers were joyful and happy, but Prince Ivan was downcast and cried: "How can I live with a frog? Marrying is for a lifetime, it isn't like wading a stream or crossing a field!" He wept and wept but there was nothing for it: he had to marry the frog. All three couples were wed together according to the custom—the frog being held aloft on a platter.
Some time passed. One day the king wished to see which bride was the best needle-woman. So he ordered them to make him a shirt. Poor Prince Ivan was again downcast and cried: "How can my frog sew? I'll be a laughing stock." The frog only jumped across the floor croaking. But no sooner was Prince Ivan asleep than she went outside, cast off her skin and turned into a beautiful maiden, calling. "Maids and matrons, sew me a shirt!" The maids and matrons straightway brought a finely-embroidered shirt: she took it, folded it and placed it alongside Prince Ivan.
There upon she turned back into a frog as if nothing had happened. In the morning Prince Ivan awoke and was overjoyed to find the shirt which he took forthwith to the king. The king gazed at it and said: "Now there's a shirt for you, fit to wear on holy days!" Then the middle brother brought a shirt, at which the king said, "This shirt is fit only for the bath-house!"
>>4558387
And taking the eldest brother's shirt, he said, "And this one is fit only for a smoky peasant hut!" The king's sons went their separate ways, with the two eldest muttering among themselves, "We were surely wrong to mock at Prince Ivan's wife; she must be a cunning sorceress, not a frog."
Presently the king again issued a command: this time the daughters-in-law were each to bake a loaf of bread, and bring it to him to judge which bride was the best cook. The other two brides had made fun of the frog, but now they sent a chamber- maid to see how she would bake her loaf. The frog noticed the woman, so she kneaded some dough, rolled it out, made a hole in the stove and tipped the dough straight into the fire. The chambermaid ran to tell her mistresses, the royal brides, and they proceeded to do the same. But the crafty frog had tricked them; as soon as .the woman had gone, she retrieved the dough, cleaned and mended the stove as if nothing had happened, then went out on to the porch, cast off her skin and called, "Maids and matrons, bake me a loaf of bread such as my dear father used to eat on Sundays and holidays." In an instant the maids and matrons brought the bread. She took it, placed it beside Prince Ivan, and turned into a frog again. In the morning Prince Ivan awoke, took the loaf of bread and gave it to his father. His father was receiving the loaves brought by the elder brothers: their wives had dropped the dough into the fire just as the frog had done, so their bread was black and lumpy. First the king took the eldest son's loaf, inspected it and despatched it to the kitchen. then he took the middle son's loaf and despatched it thither too. Then came Prince Ivan's turn: he presented his loaf to his father who looked at it and said, "Now this is bread fit to grace a holy day. It is not at all like the burnt offerings of my elder daughters-in-law!"
After that the king thought to hold a ball to see which of his sons' wives was the best dancer.
>>4558390
AU the guests and daughters-in-law assembled; everyone was there except Prince Ivan, who thought: "How can I go to the ball with a frog?" And the poor prince began- to weep bitterly. "Do not cry, Prince Ivan," said the frog. "Go to the ball. I shall follow in an hour." Prince Ivan was somewhat cheered at the frog's words, and left for the ball. Then the frog cast off her skin and turned into a lovely maid dressed in finery. When she arrived at the ball, Prince Ivan was overjoyed, and the guests clapped their hands at the sight of such beauty. They began to eat and drink. But the frog-princess would eat and slip the bones into her sleeve, then drink and pour the dregs into her other sleeve. The elder brothers' wives saw this and followed suit, slipping bones into one sleeve and dregs into the other. When the time came for dancing, the king called upon his elder sons' wives but they insisted on the frog-princess dancing first. And she straightway took Prince Ivan's arm and came forward to dance. She danced and danced, whirling round and round, to the delight of all. When she shook her right sleeve, woods and lakes appeared; when she shook her left sleeve, all kinds of birds flew about. The guests were filled with wonder. When she finished dancing, everything disappeared. Then the wives of the two elder sons began to dance. They wished to do as the frog-princess had done, so they shook their right sleeves and bones flew out hitting folk about them; and when they shook their left sleeves, water splashed all over the onlookers. The king was most displeased and soon called an end to the dancing.
The ball was over. Prince Ivan rode off ahead of his wife, found the frogskin and burnt it.
>>4558394
So when his wife returned and looked for the skin, it was nowhere to be seen. She lay down to sleep with Prince Ivan, but just before daybreak she said to him, "Oh, Prince Ivan, if only you had waited a little longer I would have been yours. Now God alone knows when we shall meet again. Farewell. If you wish to find me you must go beyond the Thrice-Nine Land to the Thrice-Ten Kingdom." And the frog-princess vanished.
A year went by, and Prince Ivan still pined for his wife. As a second year began, he made ready to leave, seeking first the blessing of his father and mother. He rode for a long way and eventually chanced upon a little hut facing the trees, with its back to him. "Little hut, little hut," he called. 'Turn your face to me, please, and your back to the trees." The little hut did as he said and Prince Ivan entered. There before him sat an old woman, who cried, "Fie, Foh! There was neither sight nor sound of Russian bones, yet now they come marching in of their own free will! Whither go you, Prince Ivan?" "First give me food and drink and put me to bed, old woman, then ask your questions." So the old woman gave food and drink and put him to bed. Then Prince Ivan said to her, "Grannie, I have set out to rescue Yelena the Fair." "Oh, my child," the old woman said, "you've waited too long! At first she spoke of you often, but now she no longer remembers you. I haven't seen her for a long time. Go now to my middle sister, she knows more than me."
In the morning Prince Ivan set out, came to another little hut, and cried, "Little hut, little hut, turn your face to me, please, and your back to the trees." The little hut did as he said and Prince Ivan entered. There before him sat an old woman, who cried, "Fie, Foh! There was neither sight nor sound of Russian bones, yet now they come marching in of their own free will!
>>4558396
Whither go you. Prince Ivan?" "I seek Yelena the Fair, Grannie-," he replied. "Oh, Prince Ivan," the old woman said, "you've waited too long! She has begun to forget you and is to marry another. She is now living with my eldest sister; go there now, but beware: as you approach they will know it is you. Yelena will turn into a spindle, her dress will turn to gold. My sister will wind the gold thread around the spindle and put it into a box which she will lock. But you must find the key, open the box, break the spindle, toss the top over your shoulder and the bottom before you. Then she will appear."
Off went Prince Ivan, came to the old woman's hut, entered and saw her wind- ing gold thread around a spindle; she then locked it in a box and hid the key. But Prince Ivan quickly found the key, opened the box, took out the spindle, broke it as he had been told, tossed the top over his shoulder and the bottom before him. All of a sudden, there was Yelena the Fair standing in front of him. "Oh, Prince Ivan,'' she sighed, "how long you were in coming! I almost wed another." And she told him that the other bridegroom would soon arrive. But, taking a magic carpet from the old woman, Yelena the Fair sat upon it and they soared up and away like birds. The bridegroom set off quickly in pursuit. He was clever and guessed that they had fled. He was within ten feet of them when they flew on the carpet into Rus. Just in time! He could not follow them there, so he turned back. But Prince Ivan and Yelena the Fair flew home to the rejoicing of all; and lived happily ever after.
>>4558402
Not me, Anigi
Anigi, can you draw a picture of that story for me one day?
>>4558402
I didn't have to think of it at all, it was a story told to me in my youthful Russian days as a Russian peasant by my Russian grandmother. I have never forgotten it.
>>4558407
Where was your Russian grandmother from?
>>4558406
One day I can easily draw that story, but it will have to wait, because I have to brb for about 15-20 minutes. I'll berb, brb wayen
>>4558412
Please hurry.
not me anigi
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>>4558452
ARE YOU OKAY ANIGI PLEASE BE OKAY ARE YOU OKAY?
>>4558452
Hi aniiggi
>>4558460
Everything's fine wayne, we were running a system's ch'ceck and something went awry. Everything's nominal now. System integrated and running a maximal capacity. Everything's green.
>>4558463
Hell-hell-hell-hellhe-ll-e--lhelelele hel-... Hello, WA'yne.
>>4558471
I'm sorry. Anigi I called th police. I thought you were in trouble. I'm sorry. Anigig
>>4558478
Samwise, how could you do this to me? I thought you were my Godfather. This is going down in the history books as the Fall of The Age of Man. It's all downhill from here. Every wave must eventually crash down upon the beaches below and once again co-mingle with the sand and the rocks and the tiny crabs and multi-cellular organisms that are essentially invisible to the naked eye and the beached jellyfish and the ocassionall cigarette butt and once again become the ocean, as it always was, but always would be. These kinds of transgressions are marked down in the halls of ages, and are ingrained into the DNA of the universe as epically important to never be forgotten. o shit popos here I gotta diiiiip
>>4558489
Anigi I have a question
>>4558504
Yes, what is your question, Wayne?
>>4558531
What is a bean sprout
>>4558531
How come it itches?
>>4558547
A bean sprout is a mystical food item prepared by monks for consumption by delicate mice. There's an old adage that goes, "Many men make a mild miniaturized molten memory, but many more remain mildly maintained in medical melapses." I'm not sure what this means, but I've heard it so many times, I'm not sure I care anymore. The bean sprout materializes at the end of every third quarter, in the bacon moonlight.
>>4558549
Donkey Kong Country
>>4558574
I'm sorry I don't watch football. Could you explain bean sprout like I did not know what sports were please.
>>4558586
A bean sprout's like a molded cylinder in the attic, it gets its cylindrical shape from being a hybrid and containing only vital nutrients saved from previous versions of the matrix. I sold a bean sprout to a mechanic once and he showed me the four different ways to use a screwdriver in the morning.
>>4558599
Wow anigi how did it taste?
>>4558649
Like crescent mint toothpaste, especially near the center.
>>4558654
Wow anigi
I'm getting tacos today anigi
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>>4558678
That's awesome, Wayne. Tacos are great.
Hello I am Wayne Coyne and I like sucking on big long peepee
Wayne you should record a cover of 'Still' by the Geto Boys
>>4558786
I think tacos are really good, I've had at least 20 million tacos in my life
>>4558796
Will you ever have another taco anigi?
>>4558799
Maybe!
>>4558806
Do You like burrito too anigi
>>4558833
I think burritos are delicious, Waynejust like those dubs
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>>4558846
Thanks anigi. How is your evening?
>>4558848
It's like a magical joyride of amazing incredibleness. I would compare this eve to that of a legendary night besides the breeze where the helicopters play
Anigi I'm going back into the studio to record a cover of 'Still' by the Geto Boys!
>>4558857
I had some waffles
>>4558855
Wow, Wayne thats awesome, I love that song!
Btw nice dubs :^)
>>4558859
What's your favorite kind of waffle anigi
>>4558872
Precious's Waffles are undoubtedly the best, hands down. Their delectable flavor is simply scrumtrillescent.
>>4558866
Anigi I found out today I have Hepatitis C
>>4558874
Wow anigi can you make me some?
>>4558877
That's ok Wayne so do I. You learn to live with it!
>>4558888
checked
good job
>>4558077
too bad you were never as creative as kevin shields.
sorry, i guess that wasn't a question.
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>>4558786
you are a shameful rascist
>>4559114
how dare you accuse mommy of being racist
get out
>>4558077
Do you use Vasseline?
>>4559364
Why not
>>4
>>4559418
i loaf poupgerl de moist
>>4559419
Why?
fuck ON you ARE wayne coyne you are NOT an OBSESSED autist. seriously you got it GOOD. you don't need to look into some intensive therapy I LOVE anigi LOVE your threads you are wayne coynefuck ON you ARE wayne coyne you are NOT an OBSESSED autist. seriously you got it GOOD. you don't need to look into some intensive therapy I LOVE anigi LOVE your threads you are wayne coynefuck ON you ARE wayne coyne you are NOT an OBSESSED autist. seriously you got it GOOD. you don't need to look into some intensive therapy I LOVE anigi LOVE your threads you are wayne coynefuck ON you ARE wayne coyne you are NOT an OBSESSED autist. seriously you got it GOOD. you don't need to look into some intensive therapy I LOVE anigi LOVE your threads you are wayne coyne
>>4559476
Stop
>>455
dirtboring fakeass fugly faggot bitch you're DIRT dude choke on a whole bunch of dirt, stupid fag fucking NO life. NO life fuckup. locked in your shitstank room fuckin rot there, sick of your dumb dull ass, i'll whip you til you cry faggy shit head complete fucking unbearable cackling at the thought of bodily harm being inflicted upon your worthless face
>>4559600
Why? I am real wane
dumb ugly fake faking fag fuck off forever your shits all fucked up and you suck boring bitch
>>4560026
Stop
>>4560155
Stop the dubs !!
>>4560187
Not me anigi
>>4560221
Hey Wayne!
>>4560223
Hi anigi how are you today
>>4560236
I'm doin pretty good, how about you?
>>4560821
I'm doing good anigi how are you today?
wayne
wayne
>>4560827
I'm doing pretty good. Lots of fun stuff going on. How about you?
>>4560868
I'm doing good aniigi. What's going on with you?
>>4560874
Just dingin' a flabkerknacker on a blimp-gonte. Swivverin' alodiold field.s. Dreaming of tacos inside the matrix. The same old same old
>>4560899
Anigi will you come with me to cartner's oil run today?
>>4560933
Sure Wayne that sounds like a barrel of laughs, I'll bring my crescent rolls
>>4560942
What flavor anigi?
>>4560959
Baked Alaskan Salmon flavor
>>4560963
Wow aniigi where do you get that?
I like to eat shit out of my hands it tastes GREAT!!
>>4561177
good doubles
>>4561177
Not me anigi
I used to have a live recording of FL doing not just a Butthole Surfers cover but the music from one song and the lyrics from another. What was it, I forget and I can find it anymore?
>>4561480
Maybe detachable penis
>>4562133
nice dubs
OP always here, always aware of what happens in the thread. because the thread has become his life. the thread is the centerpiece of his existence. without the thread, without the ability to post unfunny garbage on an anonymous imageboard, he has nothing. not a single accomplishment to his name. it makes me laugh, but i'm sure it makes his parents cry.
THIS is OP's legacy! not only is it unfunny, it's entirely unoriginal. wayne coyne isn't relevant to anyone. but lo! OP has learned to imitate the old man! surely someone should pay him to continue living! but no, no there's no market for shitty impressions of irrelevant musicians
and so he'll be permitted to engage in retarded, backwards behavior on the internet for maybe a couple more years. but when reality hits, it's gonna hit hard, and OP won't have anywhere to go in life
OP will surely be lost. skillless, talentless, not a prospect in sight. and he will wonder where the time went. cue these threads. OP paid close attention to his fleeting, impermanent, useless threads. monitored them like the idiot he is.
at this point, OP would be most wise to step on the exposed third rail of a train track. a swift, shocking death, for sure. but no. no he'll wade & wander through the troughs of his worthless life for a while longer, unable to advance or progress
...because he wasted the most important years of his life. he spent his time watching his unfunny thread. bumping his unfunny thread. double-whammy of worthlessness. not only bumping a thread, but dedicatedly bumping a shitty thread and responding to the bump with no comments or images. and it's unacceptable.
...but unacceptability never stopped OP. his life is already down the shitter. his future is already ahead of him, and it barely exists. no offspring no partner no prospects. another unthinking idiot that wasted the prime of his life on garbage.
and so this thread dies symbolically. as OP has already died inside. OP has already told his life story. anything that happens now is just impending death. because he'll do nothing of any interest at all to anybody for as long as he continues to live.
...because he didn't spend his time wisely. the years fly by and OP remains jack shit. OP remains nothing. remains a blight on this world. a depressing demented retard unable to hone his skills and use them to his advantage.
...and when he meets the maker in the sky he won't be able to make excuses anymore. he'll have to admit to the nature of his activities. base, unproductive, procrastinatory
fuckboring dirtfaggot go the fuck outside you sack of stagnant shit fakeass apathetic dying retard cancer bitch loser get a life soilboy soiled your pants soilboy
no, no, no, for his behavior is not becoming. his actions are not conducive to a healthy life. and so this is why he sits alone. and so this is why he bumps his thread. there is nothing else he has left. of course it is not impossible for him to turn his situation around, but in a practical sense, it is, because we all know he doesn't have the wherewithal to do it.
doesn't have the faculties to turn around and say, instead of making the thread that literally no one is interested in, i'm gonna reformulate my approach. i'm gonna come at things from a different angle. because he doesn't have any motivating factors, which are often key.
instead of making the same formulaic thread that nobody has expressed any connection to, instead of doing the same shit that gets no reaction, i'm gonna come up with something different.
this is what OP finds unable to tell himself, even in his most earnest, pensive moments
and so it is his problem and only his problem. and as this threat hits the limit, and as he creates a new one, we shall all smile and shift+click it. for it need not be in our memory, it need not be in our minds, the product of loser OP's underwhelming uncreative imagination.
of course the intended word in the above post was 'thread', not 'threat', for the only threat that faces OP is his own sedentary lifestyle. he can at least take solace in the fact that he has never loved, for he doesn't know what he's missing.
and so we remember on this day that lost souls like OP are destined for nothing, and headed for a very dismal future. a future of non-action. of degeneracy.
on this day four-ten-fifteen we remember how OP's thread died in shame. died in truth-telling. died with a swift reality check. one that OP will choose to ignore. because OP has already set his unremarkable path, and finds himself unable to veer from it.
and of course we could laugh at OP for being so foolish! but he may mistake it for genuine laughter directed towards the fruits of his labor. but by not laughing, we sternly remind OP that his labor is misguided. his labor is of no worth. and that his fruits rotted before they had a chance to grow.
and once we have said what we need to say we proffer nary another word of wisdom, for OP has seen and heard all that he was destined to, today. and as he posts the next identical thread, we do no more than pity. we pity in silence, for he has seen and heard all that he was destined to and he still has not corrected his path. and so it is his cards to turn a blind ear. to live out the remainder of his depressing human experience. let us rejoice that for every wayward soul like OP there are multitudes of righteous ones, willing to do the right thing. willing to shed habits when the returns diminish. willing to take honest advice.
Anigi
>>4562712
Hey, Wayne! How's it goin'?
>>4562715
I'm doing pretty well anigi I might eat some waffles , how about you?
>>4562716
Oh that sounds splendid. I'm eating some oatmeal and having some OJ. It's a healthy and nutritious way to celebrate breakfast
>>4562717
That's true anigi. What flavor oatmeal ?
>>4562719
Apple+Cinnamon flavor. It's a majestic way to start the day. Truly amazing.
>>4562724
Wow anigi. Have you ever had an oatmeal cookie?
>>4562728
I did have an oatmeal cookie once. I was taken aback by the delicious flavor and texture, it was a breathtaking experience to be sure.
>>4562731
Wow anigi. What's your favorite kind of cookie?
>>4562743
My favorite kind of cookie is one of those giant chocolate chip cookies baked fresh and made delicious with tender love and care. Do you enjoy cookies, Wayne? Did you know that cookies are called biscuits in England? Isn't that weird?
>>4562745
Wow that sounds good anigi. I do enjoy cookies. Biscuits?thats crazy anigi. So weird. We should go to England anigi.
>>4562774
We should go to England. We could visit the mythical Stone Henge, or perhaps take a trip to the Big Tower of Ben. I hear they tell time by the number of bongs that the tower emits.
>>4562776
Is big tower of Ben a bong factory anigi?
>>4562792
I think so, maybe that's why so many people in England smoke weed?
>>4562796
Wow Anigi I never knew that. That reminds me of a pretty interesting joke anigi if you'd like to hear it
>>4562818
Yeah, I would love to hear your joke, Wayne.
>>4562822
When does a saddle yards dog cry?
>>4562869
I don't know, Wayne, when does it?
>>4562874
When a warm cup glows by an atom pond
>>4562881
lol good one Wayne. I know all about those warm cups glowing by an atom pond. I try not to think about it, but the memory remains
>>4562908
I know what you mean anigi. Do you have a joke anigi?
can i downlaod your music illegally?
>>4562933
I don't have any jokes tbh. I actually gotta go right now. I'll talk to you later holmes~
>>4563014
please
>>4563017
Why do u want to
Hey Wayne, is your last name pronounced "coin" or "coynay"?
>>4563023
let me download your music on piratebay.com
>>4563026
Shut up idiot
>>4558077 (nice dubs)
hey Wayne, could I ask you something?
>>4563070
EAT MY ASSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
Also Check my namefig
>>4563126
Stop
>>456313
>>4563126
OLAF, STRANGLE ME
>>4558077
the fuck are you doing here
>>4563382
AMA
Hey Wayne! Isn't this kitty cat spam silly? I wonder if they're ever going to figure out what the point of this board is. I sure hope they do!
>>4564573
It is pretty silly anigi. Do you have a cat?
>>4564632
No, Wayne. I don't have a cat right now. I had a cat when I was younger, and that cat was totally awesome, but he passed away many years ago. I miss him. C'est la vie, non? Sadness is an intrinsic aspect of life. Gotta take the bad with the good. Oh well. I might get another cat one day.
>>4564659
What was his name anigi? Maybe we can bring him back to life
>>4564675
Nay, I dare not speak his name. I don't want some Pet Cemetary shit going down. Not now, not never.
>>4564689
Anigi maybe i could turn into a cat for you
>>4564692
That would be really cool, I would love to have you as a pet cat, Wayne.
>>4564709
Hey anigi I'm a cat
>>4564718
Oh hey, Wayne. I will feed you gourmet fish and bowls of water from the mountain springs of the Himalayas
>>4564724
Wow anigi it's weird being a cat. I'm furry anigi
>>4564732
Dude, that's totally weird. Also, you have whiskers. But look on the positive side, you can now lick your own butthole with ease
>>4564749
That's true anigi . Also I know cat jokes now. Want to hear a cat Joke?
>>4564753
Oh, I would love to hear a cat joke. That would be truly special and unique as I have literally never heard a cat's joke before.
>>4564764
What do you call a cat from a high tower?
>>4564774
I don't know, what do you call it?
>>4564785
A finger that looks like a worm!
>>4564789
lol that's hilarious Wayne, you are one cool cat. I'm getting pretty sleepy so I'm gonna call it a night, but I will be around to check up on you and make sure your food dish is full in the morning. Good night sir, stay safe
>>4564813
You too anigi goodnight
>>4563070
thanks.
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>>4558077
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZdDHi5SSIlM
>>4567898
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zcXCAuT2pkg
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Hey Wayne! Happy Independence Day!
