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 No.236[В избранное][Ответить]

Вот она: >>>/d/1307


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 No.399[В избранное][Ответить]



Он послал ей поцелуй. Она улыбнулась и показала ему утюг.
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>>841
>>840
>>838
Привет!
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>>842
здравствуйте.



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 No.942[В избранное][Ответить]

>>>/b/214581
Прошу прощения. Больше итт постов не оставляю, чтобы не мешать. Ответить захотелось, отвечаю здесь.


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 No.938[В избранное][Ответить]

ABSOLUTE MADNESS


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 No.896[В избранное][Ответить]

тест


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 No.512[В избранное][Ответить]

Тест: >>490
Тест: >>/b/112299
Тест: >>490
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 No.794

very test

 No.797

test

 No.803

test
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 No.839

>>803
Тестовая ссылка с точкой в конце >>512 (OP).

 No.845

Test!



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ААААААА ФЛЭШПАУНД!!!ПО ГОЛОВО,ПО ГОЛОВЕ!!! БЕЙТЕ!!! ВЕЛИКАЯ СТРА КАЗАХСКИХ БОБРОВ ДОЛЖНЫ ВЫЖИТЬ!!!


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 No.807[В избранное][Ответить]

Тест
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test 9

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test 10

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test 11

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Тест

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Тест



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 No.535[В избранное][Ответить]

че за хуйня блять 2 лисы
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 No.536

>>535 (OP)
Это всё шайтан-кнопка.

 No.537

А вообще лучше в /d/ об этом напиши.

 No.620

>>535 (OP)
>2 лисы
Чё, плохо что ли? Хорошо!
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>>620
л-лол..



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I used to have a name. Back when names meant something.
%%I had a ranch, a family, and a life—maybe not much by the standards of the old world, but it was mine.
I remember the smell of hay, the feel of dirt under my boots, the sound of horses’ hooves in the morning mist. The world was simpler then. A place where you
knew who you were, what you had, what you could do. I used to dream of something more. Not just working the land, not just living day by day. I’d visit photography exhibitions
once. I always wanted to capture the world like they did, to freeze it in time, to show the beauty of the land, the creatures, the things that made the world
feel alive. I even bought a camera once, but… I never really used it. Never had the time. Always too caught up with the ranch, the daily grind.%%
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 No.741

Mad Cowboy fiddles with the rusted lock of a cage, humming a cheerful tune. His pink hat gleams brightly under the sun.

- Alright, kiddos, don’t you worry now! Ol’ Mad Cowboy’s here to save the day! Just hold tight, and remember—freedom looks best with a big ol’ smile for the camera!

He yanks the lock with a grunt, and the cage door creaks open. From the building behind him, angry shouts echo. A raider bursts outside, his face twisted with rage.

- What the fuck is this pink-hatted lunatic doing with our slaves?! Hey, jackass! Hands off, or I’ll shove that camera up your shiny ass!

Another raider stumbles behind, holding a grenade and hiccuping.

- What the hell, PINKIE?! You think you can just waltz in here with that stupid hat and your dumb grin?! You’re DEAD MEAT!

Third raider follows, spitting on the ground, grinning maliciously

- You see this clown? Looks like someone pumped Psycho up his ass all the way to his throat! Look at him hoppin' around those cages like a rabid mole rat. Bet you anything he’ll start gnawing through the bars any second now.
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 No.742

- Well now, boys… friendship is a magical thing. But you just went and killed it. The rainbow’s gone, the leprechaun ran off… and guess what he left behind? A gremlin. With a shotgun.

In one swift motion, the shotgun comes up. The first blast takes off a raider’s head, sending a fountain of blood spraying onto the cages. Mad Cowboy chuckles darkly as the body slumps to the ground.

- Y’know, boys, you forgot somethin’ important. Before ya die, it’s polite to say, ‘Hi!’ and, ‘How are ya?!’

He swings the shotgun toward the next raider, his grin stretching wider.
Some more raiders come outdoor to fight. One of the raiders charges at him with a knife. Mad Cowboy catches him under the chin with the barrel of his shotgun, his grin widening.

- Say cheese, partner!

The shot blows the top of the raider’s head clean off, splattering the ceiling with crimson. The headless body drops to its knees before collapsing in a heap.
The third raider, panicking, pulls a grenade from his belt, his hands trembling. The pin slips from his fingers, and the grenade drops to the ground.

- Aw, hell…
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 No.743

>>724
Well now, partner, hold your horses! I ain't just sittin' on my tail, no sir. I've been out there, wrestlin' with the ghosts of the Wasteland, chasin' sunsets and makin' stories worth tellin'. But you know what they say: a masterpiece takes time. So sit tight, keep that smile on, and don't you worry—Mad Cowboy's got somethin' special brewin' just for you!

 No.800

[Scene: Abandoned Building. Crumbling walls, rusty beams, and debris scattered across the floor. Dust floats in the stale air, and distant echoes of laughter drift from deeper within.]

(A skinny raider—dressed in a faded denim jacket with a lazy revolver hanging at his side—ambles through the ruined hallway, lazily puffing on a hand-rolled cigarette. From a nearby room, a short, stocky another raider emerges. His face is scarred, and he grips a sawed-off shotgun in his calloused hands. The two raiders lock eyes.)

The Second Raider (gruffly):

"Hey, man, what the hell you doin’ wanderin’ around? Heard some freak in a pink hat’s been sneakin’ around. He might be close."

(The first raider narrows his eyes, about to say something, but the second raider suddenly freezes. His eyes go wide in sheer terror as he stares past the hippie’s shoulder. His grip on the shotgun tightens, his breath quickens.)

[SLOW MOTION:]

(Close-up on the first raider's face. His mouth slowly opens, the hand-rolled cigarette dangling loosely from his lips. Suddenly—)

BOOOOOM!
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 No.801

"WELL NOW, PARTNER…"

This ain’t no quick-draw showdown. Workin’ on this project’s like stokin’ a locomotive—iron burnin’ hot, wheels screechin’, and no signs of slowin’ down.

Sure, it’s been quiet. But quiet’s just the sound of somethin’ big buildin’ up steam. Every piece’s comin’ together, tighter than a shotgun shell. And when it’s ready? Oh, it’s gonna hit harder than a double-barrel at point-blank.

So sit tight, tip your hat low, and keep your boots off the tracks.

Patience, partner. This beast ain’t stoppin’ for nobody.



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