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Alright, buckle up folks, 'cause you're about to dive headfirst into the whirlwind of the internet's weirdest copypasta. Picture this: it's a dark and stormy night, the kind of night where memes come to life and keyboards type on their own. Suddenly, out of the digital ether emerges a copypasta so legendary, it could make a cat video go viral in seconds flat. It begins innocently enough, with a simple "Hey, you! Yeah, you, scrolling through the abyss of cyberspace like a digital nomad in search of memes." But then, like a rollercoaster careening off the tracks, it takes a sharp turn into the absurd. "Did you know," it continues, "that somewhere out there, there's a pineapple pizza arguing with a pepperoni pizza about who's the real topping king?" And just when you think it can't get any wilder, it drops the bombshell: "Meanwhile, a conspiracy of sentient bananas is plotting to overthrow the fruit salad hierarchy."

But wait, there's more! "In a parallel universe, llamas have taken up interpretive dance as a form of diplomacy, while sentient AI toasters ponder the meaning of toast." And just when you think you've reached the peak of internet insanity, it hits you with the grand finale: "So next time you're feeling lost in the digital labyrinth, just remember this copypasta and know that somewhere out there, a pineapple pizza is having an existential crisis." And with that, dear reader, the copypasta fades into the digital ether, leaving you to ponder the mysteries of the internet once more.

Hi I'm Baldi, nice to meet ya
F**k me in the ass and call me Patricia
Book's you're game? Just shout my name
While you let me use my whip
So that's one book right, but you're all wrong
You haven't even let me use my thong
While I sing you this song, it goes ding dong
Like the door I open on you
Here's a tip, abandon ship
Or you're gonna see my campfire willy
Oh oh, oh hi there
Welcome to my hooker palace
Oh oh, oh hi there
Please don't leave, I have no friends
Oh oh, oh hi there
Let's go camping, let me touch ya
Oh oh, oh hi there
Ha ha, I tied you up
Every boy and girl, come dance around
Let's get an orgy started
Get the bully's fist, and a skipping rope
We'll fill your asshole with it
Gonna make it rain coca cola
Gonna send you back right of detention
Pay attention to my dicks ascension
16 bits of dogey tension
You cry, I just hit harder
You're wrong, I'll speed up faster
I rigged this for my pleasure
In this classroom, I'm the master
Oh ooh, ooooh
I'm gonna make you scared of me
Oh ooh, ooooh
You're my ecstasy
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Don't eat ass, in the halls
Don't eat ass, in the halls
Don't eat ass, in the halls
Don't eat ass, hahaha, just kidding
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Bitch, running through the halls, slow down
Shouting noises that sound like, f**k you Baldi
Rats, you got away
Guess I'll die

Alright, gather around, because this copypasta is about to take you on a journey through the sus-iest depths of the internet. Picture this: a dimly lit room, the glow of computer screens illuminating the faces of a group of players huddled together in a virtual world. But beware, my friends, for not all is as it seems in this digital realm.

In the shadows lurks a figure known only as "The Susmaster," a master of deception and betrayal who can blend in with the crewmates like a chameleon in a rainbow. With every keystroke and every click, The Susmaster weaves a web of lies so intricate, it would make even the most seasoned detective's head spin.

But it's not just The Susmaster you have to watch out for; oh no, my friends. In this game of trust and treachery, anyone could be a suspect. Your best friend, your neighbor, even your own reflection in the monitor – no one is safe from the creeping tendrils of suspicion.

So as you navigate the virtual corridors of deceit and sabotage, always keep one eye open and your finger hovering over the emergency meeting button. Because in the world of online gaming, the line between friend and foe is as thin as a pixel, and trust is a currency more valuable than all the V-Bucks in the world. Stay sus, my friends. Stay sus. 🕵️‍♂️🔍