NO YLYL THREAD???

NO YLYL THREAD???
YLYL THREAD.

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Same

yeeeeeeeeeeeeees

dubs will it

a ylyl thread is imminent

IT HAS BEEN DONE

banan

if you laugh, you lose.

precisely, friens,

Someone please enlighten me. What is the story behind this image and why do people keep posting it? Without context it is useless.

newfag

This is a new thing isn't it? Like a few weeks old. I've been around since 2011.

I dont usualy contribute but lurkers gotta share a good one that you all should lose to.

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Christian Willis had always hated hilly Upper Boggington with its abundant, ashamed arches. It was a place where he felt healthy.

He was a considerate, gentle, tea drinker with greasy eyes and pointy ankles. His friends saw him as a large, late lawyer. Once, he had even revived a dying, chicken. That's the sort of man he was.

Christian walked over to the window and reflected on his dull surroundings. The sun shone like swimming pigeons.

Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of Forest Jones. Forest was a wild angel with skinny eyes and charming ankles.

Christian gulped. He was not prepared for Forest.

As Christian stepped outside and Forest came closer, he could see the diced smile on his face.

"I am here because I want love," Forest bellowed, in a delightful tone. He slammed his fist against Christian's chest, with the force of 3512 frogs. "I frigging hate you, Christian Willis."

Christian looked back, even more ambivalent and still fingering the damp book. "Forest, let's move in together," he replied.

They looked at each other with puzzled feelings, like two kindhearted, knotty koalas bouncing at a very friendly Halloween party, which had drum and bass music playing in the background and two special uncles skipping to the beat.

Suddenly, Forest lunged forward and tried to punch Christian in the face. Quickly, Christian grabbed the damp book and brought it down on Forest's skull.

Forest's skinny eyes trembled and his charming ankles wobbled. He looked afraid, his body raw like a handsome, homeless hat.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Forest Jones was dead.

Christian Willis went back inside and made himself a nice cup of tea.

THE END

I dont know why the fuck tht image would be funny unless there is a common knowledge backstory. Im fuckn lost bruv. Someone help us out.

SEYYYYYYMMOOOOOUUUR

>trips checked
>roast is rekt

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no its been around since then

>never been in a ylyl thread

I have been lurking since 05 I shit you not and I have never seen that shit except the last 2 weeks....

same here. mostly in music and feels threads

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