How does when I started have anything to do with my statement? I was Plank46 and Greenhornet before my current handle, I've been on here roughly 15 years.
Oh, you have aspirations of being a rapper.... Now this is entertaining..... When I have time, I'm definitely going to check out your bars here. At the moment, I'm trying to help move some furniture. But I will come back to this..... You better have some fire here or I will be highly disappointed......lol.
Because one does doesn't make one a doer. I don't aspire to be any form of entertainer. Here's a poem: The King of Elfland Arawn mocks the witch queen's failures and scars "Your undead beaten before the rise of the stars" He jests while howling with laughter from his crystal throne Then he summoned forth mountain golems made of pure gemstone "Assist the queen to her chamber, and summon the brownies" Morgana hated the disgustingly cute creatures with no respect for boundaries They treated her wounds and did great work on her scars While reading her diary and eating all of her candy bars Cousins of pooka and leprechauns, insightful and clever Skilled and highly proficient in their every endeavor Brownies can be helpful, should you stop one and ask. But be very mindful, they are thorough through every task The King of Elfland did not seem displeased by Morgana's failure His actions seemed like as if he was, some how, the prevailer. He gathered all under his command and gave a speech about their power gained Morgana's orc-kin could not understand, their queen lame, they were only pained. The kingdoms of middle-earth are united Even Bennu has awakened and decided But King Arawn is wise and old And knows the power of a story told He gathered his forces and made them strong He took his time, making sure nothing can go wrong. The Dark Tower was aglow with the magic of the king Weaving a tapestry of new ideas with magical string In Middle-Earth the people were happy again They felt safe with their friends and magical kin The wise kept watch in the druid's tower As Magaret trained with Wynd to master her power "Anger releases the dragon, and love restores the maiden" Says Merlin through his crystal ball, his voice was laden Margaret narrowed her eyes as she stared down a nervous Rowland Then burst into hued flames and transformed into the wyrm of Elfland Rowland kept his hand on his hilt "Are you honest, are you fair?" Morgana's laidley wyrm snorts as it continues its deadly glare The knight readied "If you be honest and fair, your honesty should admit no discourse to your beauty." The dragon immediately erupted in flames as Margaret returned, she giggled "Oh Rowland, such a cutie" She blushed "As long as Wynd stays close by with his flute, that should be enough" "Or perhaps Childe Rowland could write a sonnet, sounds like he wouldn't find it tough" Tota chuckled while Ellen frowned, Rowland scratched his head while Wynd mocked and clowned In the castle Arthur questioned Cervantes about the knight who appears when the king can't be found Kriemhild tends to Fionn's wounds while he and Siegfried drink his spirits She works with fairies growing herbs that heal faster than one could believe it. The pooka and imps watched the forest while the fairies tended the plains. Queen Marryn kept the sea safe while the skies Bennu and the yunwi maintains. Everyone so busy, everyone so happy, no one noticed their magic had grown But King Arawn in Elfland knew, it was nearly time to let his power be shown He laughed, filled with pure joy, "Oh-ho they've brought in Sweet Kriem" "Oh my children, trust, trust your king, master and weaver of the dream" Not even Morgana was privy to the king's deceptive and clever plot His minions watched their powers swell and all their doubts were forgot The bulk of his numbers were the elfs and their unicorns Followed by the brownies and kobolds wielding cactus thorns Nymphs and succubae, and sirens lead by Lorelei Amazons riding mastodons under witches in the sky Golems made of gemstone that could turn a mountain into a meal Cinnamon scented centaurs snorting fire with hooves made of steal Dwarfs clad in ornate armors and shining gilded shields Joined by Morgana's orc-kin and the monsters she wields The Dark Tower was swollen with guests when Arawn threw a feast To show his new friends, his new creation, a new kind of beast. It was wolf-like, with iridescent fur that reflects every color of the spectrum It howled an aetherius serenade more exquisite in melody than you can fathom Its feathered wings luminesced through out the Dark Tower And at the tip of its tail grew a pale glowing tulip flower From which it released an aetherial mist That healed all wounds, by magic or fist All eyes that set upon it are charmed and adore King Arawn's radiant pet, the dazzling Luminocore The guests at the feast, both noble and wild, Were entranced by the creature, tender and mild. Its fur shimmered even when standing still It could only be described as celestial. Morgana, though bitter, could not help but stare, At the beauty of Luminocore, floating in air. Her heart, once hardened by envy and spite, Flickered with warmth in the soft glowing light. Arawn raised his goblet, " A toast to the fight, To unity, to magic, to all that is right! Let us celebrate inspiration and dreams, For together we thrive, or so it seems.” Laughter erupted across the hall as music took flight, And the revelers danced in the glow of spectral light. But beneath the surface, a tension did brew, For war was coming to all, this they knew. Beauty's disguise can be a trap for the unwary heart A lovely package that conceals a deeper darker art So, beware the elegance of deception and charm For often those that beguile do the most harm For in The Land of Elfs where magic runs deep, The balance of power is a promise to keep. This kingdom of dreams where stories take flight, Became calm like a bomb ready to ignite But if by check you mean did I write these? Yeah bud. Sometimes I like to waste time writing nonsense. Check it against AI or whatever you suspect. Source, or inspiration here, given the rap itself mentioned Wu-Tang, is Joseph Jacobs. And with more heart than a dragon spitting Tota cried "Lick my ass while I'm sh*tting!" - 1523 mostre at the battagliole - Point is my guy sometimes even classical history has bars.
Wilder is a monstruous human based on what we know. He's boasted about wanting to "take a body" (kill people), defaced Mark Breland because Fury whooped his ass, accused Fury of cheating and witchcraft (baseless), allegedly slept with his brother's wife. I hope Wilder fights for 15 more years.
The population where you live is irrelevant to your argument. Are you that naive you don't even realize that.
It makes sense that you have been banned numerous times and had to create new accounts to get back on here. If l were you l would be thinking about what your next account name is going to be because you have plainly learned nothing, continue to post shite and will be banned soon enough....again.
If I lived in a town of 100 people, the odds of hearing about boxing would be far less. You are wrong as always.
The longest any of your numerous accounts has lasted for here is less than 4 years. Tells us all we need to know.
Ohhh man. The highlight reel enjoyment wilders glass chin and twig legs are going to give us!! And he’s be a great stepping stone for guys like Jalolov and Dychko! I’m all for it!!