i already bought it

Ask santa

creator pls give me this sar , i really like it

I AM LOVE THIS SAR

In a pond serene, a duck did dwell,
Amidst the reeds, he pondered well.
But oh, this fowl was in a plight,
A midlife crisis, dark as night.

He quacked in sorrow, wings outspread,
Dreams of flying filled his head.
Yet here he paddled, stuck in muck,
Yearning for more, his feathers struck.

Amidst his woes, a cheese display,
Gouda, cheddar, in array.
Each slice a symbol, sharp and bold,
Of choices made, and tales untold.

Swiss, he thought, with holes so neat,
A life less cluttered, pure and sweet.
But Brie whispered softly, creamy white,
"Indulge in pleasures, taste delight."

Blue cheese sang a mournful song,
Of risks untaken, chances gone wrong.
Yet Parmesan, with aged grace,
Whispered tales of wisdom, time to embrace.

Feta crumbled, tales of travel far,
While Camembert held secrets bizarre.
Each cheese spoke, a life's desire,
But the duck remained, stuck in mire.

Duck is fine.
... right? Duck?
.........
DUCK?

Is Duck having a midlife crisis? Duck, we here for you. Buy a thundergold SAR and you will feel better killin nakeds on the beach with it <3

thanks boiz LFGG!! ⚡

gg's

congrats

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Thank you Duck, for your beautiful literary masterpiece. What a wonderful tribute to our cheesy friend Morphus.

In a land where the moon's a golden cheese,
Lived Morphus, whose love could never cease.
With a heart as wide as the cheddar seas,
He dreamt of cheese on every breeze.

His days began with feta's kiss,
A breakfast bliss, no moment amiss.
Lunch was a mozzarella twist,
And dinner, a gouda dish none could resist.

He wandered through fields of camembert,
The air rich, beyond compare.
In caves of roquefort, he'd stare,
At veined blues, his soul laid bare.

Gruyère towers, he'd scale with ease,
For a nibble, a taste, a moment to seize.
His dreams swirled in raclette's tease,
A fondue pot, his heart's keys.

By night, under a parmesan moon,
He'd croon to the tune of an aged cheese rune.
His love, a brie balloon, about to swoon,
In a world where cheese ended too soon.

Same

i like cheddar cheese

There are worse things to smell like besides cheese....
...............
.....but not many

awww yeah!

i like cheese.

u smell like cheese lil bro

Looks good, keep it up. PS we need thundergold jacket