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Hello! Would you like a bombolini?
Treadwellia, Kraljevstvo rata, and Cossack Peoples
The closest poll battle in ages! each vote counts! Only Bush V Gore was closer!!
Pancakes vs Waffles vs French Toast!
I have returned!
Owans, Treadwellia, and Ashoy
Good morning, I am the Chancellor of the Kureizen Federation.
It would be an honor for us if you like to read our 3 dispatches, which were written by Small Group of Brown Books.
Kureizian National Sports Confederation
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UNITED KUREIZIANS
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PRESIDENT OF THE FEDERATION KUREIZIAN
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https://youtu.be/Kl_sRb0uQ7A To paraphrase the best thing I ever wrote, when i made unwilling judges deliver justice. The forums it was posted on have vanished, but it started like this, and I'm sure at least a couple of people remember.
"Citizens of Lazarus, this is Judge Loftegen. Milograd is a common criminal. Guilty of treason, and as of now under sentence of permanent exile. Any who obstruct me will be will be treated as an accessory to his crimes. You have been warned. And as for you, Milo...Judgement time!
Tubbius the Fat needs to get a shower and go preach at the nearby Church of Tubbius. His bed, though, is very comfy, and His Rotundity does not want to get up.
I'm surprised Tubbius does anything. I'd imagine technological advancements would all be centred around making sure the Tubbius can move less and less with each passing day.
Hello around how fast does population increase
You need to vent? Yes, I just like to lurk every now and again.
<ralph wiggum voice> I'm a resident
So what's popping at the Lazarus chattt
If I recall, it takes 6 months until you reach a billion population, roughly. I could be wrong, though.
MMPH mmph mmph, mmph. Mmph MMPH mmph mmph.
Hey! Roughly 1 million a day for a while, then by 5-7 million later on.
Popcorn!
Treadwellia and The last white army survivors
Why would you want to do that? Go to the home page of the region you want to be in, and find the button 'Move Ivory Coast'
Tolfaer and The last white army survivors
Guys hi
Hi my friend! I thought the same! I’m in gold coast
You fled to Australia? Well the communists certainly cant find you there.
Treadwellia and The last white army survivors
In recent weeks in Treadwellia City, there has been a sizable growth in Tubbianism as three new churches took root and built new buildings. This morning, all of this increase is suddenly and mightily reflected in the magical bodies of Tubbius and Mrs. Tubbius. While The Two Tubbies enjoy a warm, bubbly hot tub together between breakfasts, They experience the usual gleam of golden light emanating from Their navels, the accompanying flush of ruddiness and breathtaking huffiness, and the immediate filling out of flabbiness all around: He most at His bulgy belly and baggy behind, She at the ballooned bosom and jiggly jelly at the love handles.
A wheezy, mostly undressed waddling to Dr. Biggenbottom-Tubbius' office on the same hall follows. They stand there side by side, short of breath and interrupting each other with a string of garbled, uncommunicative mmphs and hrms. Frenzied shushing from the doctor follows, giving him silence save laborious breathing, as he begins his examinations of the Royal Rotundities.
The verdict: sixteen Tubbs, each, an immediate gain of a half a Tubb per Portly Parent of Treadwellia.
His prescription is simple: rest all day while Their bodies adjust to this new girth and the accompanying magical vitality and warmth flowing in Their sweaty frames, and, when able, to dress in now very uncomfortable clothes, go to Tubbabies and to Big and Tubby, and buy completely new wardrobes (excluding, of course, the ever-growing Suit that The Corpulent Claus wears once a year), paying special attention to shirts, blouses, tops, and TubBras.
It is good, the physician mmphs in his own winded fashion, that You pair only experience this every few months! If it was more often, You might never keep in garments except MaTubbity nightgowns!
Of course, word of this newly fleshy filling out reaches every news outlet in Piggy Cliff and beyond within the hour. On air, reporters place bets on the new blouse and MaTubbity garment sizes for their Beloved Bulbosities.
Owans, Ashoy, and Guiness Freaks