⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠛⠻⠟⠛⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠋⠄⠄⠄⣠⣆⠄⠄⠄⠙⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⣴⣶⣿⣿⣿⣿⣶⣦⠄⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⠄⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠄⢀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⠄⠿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡏⠄⠄⠄⢿⣿⠿⣿⡿⡿⣿⡿⠄⠄⠄⢹⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠄⠄⠄⠈⢡⣾⣾⣷⣷⡌⠁⠄⠄⠄⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄⠄⠄⣆⠈⠻⠋⠙⠟⠁⣰⠠⠄⠄⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠂⠄⣀⣤⣿⣿⣤⣄⣠⣤⣿⣿⣤⣀⠄⠐⠿⣿⣿⣿
⣿⡿⣻⣶⣶⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣶⣶⣟⢿
⣿⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷
⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿

Happy New Year!! 2023

hey, sorry I saw your profile and I just thought you looked cute in your picture, I really wanted to tell you that)) It's really rare to see girls playing video games haha! I don't know why its a guy thing honestly im like really against misogyny and like ill be the one in the kitchen making sandwiches. We should really play l4d2 sometime its a really cool zombie game with a lot of scary moments, but don't worry ill be there to protect you ;) sorry that wasnt flirting I swear Im just trying to be friendly I really like your profile picture sorry was that too far? Really sorry i'm really shy I don't go out much haha add me on skype we should talk more you look really nice and fun xxx

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⢿⣿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣀⣤⣄
⠀⠹⣿⣧⣀⣠⣴⣾⣷⣿⣷⠾⢷⠋⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⡷
⠀⠀⠈⢿⡿⠟⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠹⣿⣿⣿⡟
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣼⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⢿⣿⣄⠀⠀⠀⠀⢠⣶⣾⣿⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇⠀⠙⠿⡿⢆⣴⣿⣿⣿⣿⡇
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⣤⣶⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⠹⣷⣤⣤⣄⣀⡀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡏⣿⣿⣿⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣏⠀⠀⢀⣀⣈⣉⣉⣉⣙⣁⣀
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⢏⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣆
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣷⠈⠉⠙⠛⢻⣭⣷
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢹⣿⣷
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⣾⣿⡏
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⢸⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⠀⠀⠀⠀⢰⣿⣿
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠘⢿⡿⠇⠻⣿⠟⠀⠀⠀⠀⢿⣿⠇

UH OH STINKY
A work by William Shakespeare.

ACT I. Scene I.
The zoo. An orangutan enclosure.

Enter LE MONKE, a corpulent ape.

LE MONKE
Oh bother, a foul smell!
Fecal matter!
Ha-ha-ha, hilarious, defecate material.

The ape laughs continuously. It screeches vociferously.

LE MONKE
Hooray for excrement! Congenial fecal matter! Defecation is jocular, ha-ha!
Fecal matter pertains to my satisfaction, ho-ho.

The maniacal creature continues to shriek vehemently in a nonsensical fashion.

LE MONKE
Oh bother-- I believe, perchance, I may have created indurated excrement originating from my posterior.

The wretched creation begins to chortle ominously.

LE MONKE
Fecal matter in my trousers... without undergarments! This is exhilarating.
By the nine divines, my undergarments are stained with excrement. Ho-ho-ho.
We yearn for fecal matter! We yearn for fecal matter!

Fecal matter.

Exeunt omnes.
THE END.

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⠄⠄⢸⣇⠻⣿⣿⣿⣧⣀⢀⣠⡌⢻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠿⠿⠿⣿⣿⣿⠄
⠄⢀⢸⣿⣷⣤⣤⣤⣬⣙⣛⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⣿⣿⡍⠄⠄⢀⣤⣄⠉⠋⣰
⠄⣼⣖⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⢇⣿⣿⡷⠶⠶⢿⣿⣿⠇⢀⣤
⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣽⣿⣿⣿⡇⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣷⣶⣥⣴⣿⡗
⢀⠈⢿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡟⠄
⢸⣿⣦⣌⣛⣻⣿⣿⣧⠙⠛⠛⡭⠅⠒⠦⠭⣭⡻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡿⠃⠄
⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡆⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠄⠹⠈⢋⣽⣿⣿⣿⣿⣵⣾⠃⠄
⠄⠘⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠄⣴⣿⣶⣄⠄⣴⣶⠄⢀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⠃⠄
⠄⠄⠈⠻⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⣿⡄⢻⣿⣿⣿⠄⣿⣿⡀⣾⣿⣿⣿⣿⣛⠛⠁⠄⠄
⠄⠄⠄⠄⠈⠛⢿⣿⣿⣿⠁⠞⢿⣿⣿⡄⢿⣿⡇⣸⣿⣿⠿⠛⠁⠄⠄