Originally Posted by beans2012

Trump's Wall

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Hello, my colleagues.

Mack, whose name resembles a popular salad brand.
Chilledon, my broski.
Galaxy, the one who does baguette in the
Kirito, my knight in shining armour, you are my favourite tricker. I love you and the way you twitch in the moonlight. Cowabunga, dude.

I need a medic.

Today I would like to give to you something that has been very close to me for the longest time. When I was in prison for chronos grip scamming, I was cornered by a few inmates, who looked to be around five or eight years old in height. They had sandy faces, and didn't look the sort to cockrel out of a slapboxing match.
They said that if I didn't do a very clean tricking replay right in front of them with many corks, they would decap me on the spot. And so I struggled, and twitched, but I could not cork like they do in that help me lose my mind video. Frustrated, I fell to my knees and contracted neck.

As I fell to my knees, I missclicked a joint and hastily spaced without thinking. Something beautiful happened. As I was on my knees, I extended a knee and was now flying straight into the air. Seeing the potential to do a gnarly trick, I extended the other knee and extended my pecs to transform into a tori-god hybrid that resembles a starfish.

Flying through the air, everything seemed to go in slow motion. I could see jorgul smiling at me in the crowd of players in spectate mode and I contemplated my existence. Looking to the skies as I flew, looking to the god, mwah. "Why me?", I asked myself. "Why am I given such power?". It was clear that I had been given the ability to do this trick for some reason, and I would make it my life's mission from now on to be the best tricker and get on top 5 insane fights many many times.

[00:00:00] con: to late
[03:40:09] truckdrive: Hush yourself jew do
[63:30:42] shiro: im
[03:40:-9] the good: Console

The other inmates were frightened, and could think of nothing to say but "wiw". The ones that didn't exert their wiw fell into a state of hysteria, and furiously dabbed until they passed out. I was the only one left standing. Jorgul had come to my aid and was now looking at me with those shades of his, money raining down behind him. I gave him a handshake with a grip that was chronos, the highest form of respect.

A local bystander was in spectate mode and saved the replay. It was sent in to Mocucha, who did a very nice edit to it with slithering screenpumps and much, many more. The pro edit made me famous among the inmates on forum.toribash.com and popularized the term "wiw flip"

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you:

the wiw flip

Originally Posted by mitchelite

Great Wall Of China

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Hello ladies, gentlemen and Kouta/Kirito.

I present to you the next generation of natural selection by the all mighty Totempole of the east, it has enlightened me like the french revolution back in the day. There is no doubt in my mind that you are all very disconnected and feel no connection to me, as you should, since I am not a very well known member of this community. Before I show you these tricks however, I must tell you their backstory. For the first one the messiah of the eastern folklore approached me in the amazon, he made his descent whilst I was tricking and got into a pretty awkward spot. I had no ways to actually continue with my tricks. I was about to make a straight line for the ground and fall on my neck, which would have most likely ended my existence. At that exact moment, time froze as he, the almighty Abdul, stood in front of me with a tasty looking basket of yogurt and other various tasty perpendicular foods. With his mouth filled to the brim with a jawbreaker, he looked at me and said: why are you falling, young one. You must flip.' I responded with and told him my story of absolute sadness. That's when he touched my forehead and said: I felt the knowledge flow inside and I know what to do. I 'd and landed it. I felt . That is la histoire of the flip, that I named after the angel Abdul, that saved my life that day.

It was a dark and sad day on that specific date and time of the current year and day that it was on that exact location in the time-stream of events happening at that time. There was a clear lack of happiness in my mind. I had no objective look into the future, everything felt rainy. It was like there were dark clouds in the sky, ripping me to shreds. I wanted to grow into a skyscraper to scrape those nasty skies into oblivion. I was an emotional train wreck as you can see. I decided to leave my house and go on to live a nomad like existence. I met a lot of good people that started filling the empty space inside of me, with caramel cream of course. It was nice and peaceful, traveling the various desserts. On one day I ate chocolate parfait and was having a nice grandé coffee with lots of caffeine, it pumped me up. I felt extremely . The next day I had a banana split coupe with an insane taste that hit my taste buds with a a palate of greatly enhanced, sadly artificial, flavors. It was a great, great day. Until I met him. He pissed me off so much, he had everything. He was happy at all times, and an actual good person. Yeah, this doesn't sound bad, he was a really nice guy, until he messed up. There was a legend beside him, Jorgul the lejend. What he did that day I will never forgive. He looked at Jorgul without intent, and without a greet, he even ignored his post. The post was kind of like this: 'hello can help with good nice to say at concoon?' This made me so *trigger happy* I had to show my extreme anger with physical representation. That's when my body started moving all on its own, I was propelled upwards with an unknown setup, as I was not a tricker at the time. After landing, I was all fine. That's why I named it the bother, or bothered flip.

[25:13:34] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): stop
[25:13:33] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): stop
[25:13:32] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): st
[25:13:30] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): psot
[25:13:30] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): pst
[25:13:29] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): pstp
[25:13:29] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): lag
[25:13:28] mitch ( - ͜ʖ -): eag
[25:13:27] *** Missed call from jorgul lejend ***
[25:13:27] jorgul lejend: who go

Third one: now this is good trick. he even say
[15:28:26] ConCon: now this is good well
[15:28:30] ConCon: yes
[15:28:34] ConCoon: keep up ddue

Originally Posted by BquadZ7550

any word on this?

Originally Posted by AlphaN00b

first real rodeo cork ever ?