Ugh … fkn Trag

[E.H. Ruddock]

this would be a lame fight

I’d probably get bored after a little while and leave

Oh you mean like how your melanin got bored and left, just like that?

Spoiler: show

[spike]

why are bammer and bodysnatcher touching legs?

[96583UP]

trag is.... on thin ice

serious consideration for the banning

introducing upskirts of RM members is questionable

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

trag is.... on thin ice

serious consideration for the banning

introducing upskirts of RM members is questionable

Trag desperately trying to change the narrative of that photo from the thirsty lean in.

[dimejinky99]

theres no telling me the numbers, trag and bammer account arent the same person

theres no way this same level of bonkers can be in one place posting the same way

bonkers

olympics are for losers

although that guy has a giant pen15

but still these people know nothing about setlist analysis

what are they doing with their lives

[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[spike]

trag is.... on thin ice

serious consideration for the banning

introducing upskirts of RM members is questionable

Trag desperately trying to change the narrative of that photo from the thirsty lean in.

I welcome judgement

Clearly.

[bodysnatcher]

why are bammer and bodysnatcher touching legs?

I was curious what shaved legs felt like!

[96583UP]

theres no telling me the numbers, trag and bammer account arent the same person

theres no way this same level of bonkers can be in one place posting the same way

bonkers

olympics are for losers

although that guy has a giant pen15

but still these people know nothing about setlist analysis

what are they doing with their lives

there's only one 96583UP

and also only one 96584UP

and only one 96582UP as well

and never forget it

[96583UP]

why are bammer and bodysnatcher touching legs?

I was curious what shaved legs felt like!

were his legs prickly like a cactus from little hairs growing back in

[bodysnatcher]

why are bammer and bodysnatcher touching legs?

I was curious what shaved legs felt like!

were his legs prickly like a cactus from little hairs growing back in

Perfectly smooth. Like rubbing a stick of butter.


Ohhh yeahh.

[spike]

Thin Nair

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Evengrow

[spike]

I just want to scream… ALOOOOOpecia.

[spike]

Sweet Newborn

[spike]

Leaving Hirsute

[spike]

Won’t Telly Savalas

[wease]

In The Smoothigh

[bodysnatcher]

Please delete my account