Homer Simpson's Back Fat

From the moment I understood the weakness of my flesh, it disgusted me. I craved the strength and certainty of steel. I aspired to the purity of the blessed machine.

Your kind cling to your flesh as if it will not decay and fail you. One day the crude biomass you call a temple will wither and you will beg my kind to save you.

But I am already saved. For the Machine is Immortal.

Me who edged, but didn't fail.

Believe it or not I tried to fail and couldn't manage.

"he could be any one of us"

I actually never nutted during nnn

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i ain't capping i never did

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Believe what you wanna believe, brotha

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or any other hat, it dont have to be a cap

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Site mods aren't snowflakes

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Wow Benjamin having a based opinion! So rare!