If I had accidentally bought a custom title again, I’d have it changed to “Loud Pussy” right now. 
No, he knows they’re laughing at him. And that fapping sound you hear? It’s the sound of a little man masturbating under a bridge.
Never. I always imagine they’re thinking, “how far will that person get into the day before they realize there is tp stuck to their shoes and kale in their teeth?”
Your mirror speaks true:
kale, blemishes, grains of joke.
Not your hair products.
Douchey jaw, dimpled
Lurk smirk’s perk to your work, jerk
Distance makes fonder…
I think you are referring to the Sierpinski Triangle here, a sidenote to Pascal’s Triangle. The nub is that the data points on the image are filled in one-by-one, until at some point there is enough data that your brain ‘gets it’ and fills in the picture for you.
And only now have I read the rules to the pit, damn you Haiku! All this time I could have been calling you all ‘twats’ but not ‘cunts’. I sure fucked myself there :smack: