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BOOO!!!

Ha ahahahah!

Piss yourselves?

You NERDS! Think I wouldn’t be back?

Not a FING-CHANCE! RAGE AND HONOR! FOOLS!

While you were all playing “The Big Game” in mommy’s basement, I’ve been working the streets! Harvesting followers like so much summer wheat! I am stronger than ever, and all are giving way to me like the receding tide!

Therefore I am bringing the message to many of you have been waiting for, that I am officially declaring myself a write-in candidate for US President for 2024!

What do I offer? What are my polices? Why should you vote for me over those scrubs Donold Dumpf and Camel Heartless?

I will show you!!!

My domestic policy:

My foreign policy:

My regime will be staffed by the finest minsters!

Minister of War:

Minister of Internal Moral Improvements:

Minister of Entertainment and Control of the Masses:

And many more!

My message is simple, the weak should the fear the strong!

I promise to make American a Wasteland Against! Where the strong prosper and the weak go under foot!

My vision of progress:

But I promise safe passage through the Wasteland!

Vote! Write in Curt Mungus on your ballot and Make America a Wasteland Again!

Rage and Honor!

NERDS!

@taamvan said in My Journey, My Triumph. By Lord Curtmungus, Part 2.:

@curtmungus

“This, was an age of heroes!”

In the past, the living men became gods by their deeds and were honored as such. We deem them Heroes.

Now, with the new eras of BBR, the resumption of travel tournaments, and the vicious political arguments on our Whatapp chats, we have a new opportunity to named as Gods.

Potentially, depending on how the dice go.

It was an age of heroes…

Cow, gone; Boldfresh, gone; Garganuta, Gone; ME1942, gone; Idi Amin, assassinated… the heroes have left us, who will they replace?

I recite a poem for you sub-illiterate nerds!:

Brothers shall fight
and fell each other,
and sisters’ sons
shall kinship stain.
Hard is it on earth,
with rampant whoredom;
Axe-time, sword-time,
shields are splintered.
Wind-time, wolf-time,
ere the world falls.
Nor ever shall men
each other spare.

Are there Nerds amongst you still able to rise to rampant dice-whoredome?

I doubt it.

SHOW ME!