<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8"?><rss xmlns:dc="http://purl.org/dc/elements/1.1/" xmlns:content="http://purl.org/rss/1.0/modules/content/" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" version="2.0"><channel><title><![CDATA[im back again! looking for friends ^^]]></title><description><![CDATA[<p dir="auto">My name is sage,  i've come to make some friends because i lost internet privileges recently. i'm pretty lonely and talkative, so if anyone would like to chat my dms are very much open. i don't bite and will be very happy if you do dm me some dw :3 i've been on and off here for almst a year now.<br />
thank you for reading</p>
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]]></description><link>https://browsedns.net/post/209707</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://browsedns.net/post/209707</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Evil Overlord]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2026 16:23:18 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Reply to im back again! looking for friends ^^ on Thu, 04 Jun 2026 16:21:38 GMT]]></title><description><![CDATA[<p dir="auto"><a class="plugin-mentions-user plugin-mentions-a" href="/user/mhrehman">@<bdi>Mhrehman</bdi></a> brooo i remember that fr</p>
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]]></description><link>https://browsedns.net/post/209705</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://browsedns.net/post/209705</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Biblecampvictim]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2026 16:15:30 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Reply to im back again! looking for friends ^^ on Thu, 04 Jun 2026 00:01:59 GMT]]></title><description><![CDATA[<p dir="auto"><a class="plugin-mentions-user plugin-mentions-a" href="/user/mhrehman">@<bdi>Mhrehman</bdi></a> thats elite ball</p>
]]></description><link>https://browsedns.net/post/209604</link><guid isPermaLink="true">https://browsedns.net/post/209604</guid><dc:creator><![CDATA[Yoylecake]]></dc:creator><pubDate>Thu, 04 Jun 2026 00:01:59 GMT</pubDate></item><item><title><![CDATA[Reply to im back again! looking for friends ^^ on Wed, 03 Jun 2026 23:34:19 GMT]]></title><description><![CDATA[<p dir="auto">Way back when I was just a little bitty boy<br />
Living in a box under the stairs<br />
In the corner of the basement of the house<br />
Half a block down the street from Jerry's Bait shop<br />
You know the place<br />
Well anyway, back then life was going swell and everything was just peachy<br />
Except, of course, for the undeniable fact that every single morning<br />
My mother would make me a big ol' bowl of sauerkraut for breakfast<br />
Daww, big bowl of sauerkraut<br />
Every single morning<br />
It was driving me crazy<br />
I said to my mom<br />
I said "Hey, mom, what's up with all the sauerkraut?"<br />
And my dear, sweet mother<br />
She just looked at me like a cow looks at an oncoming train<br />
And she leaned right down next to me<br />
And she said "It's good for you"<br />
And then she tied me to the wall and stuck a funnel in my mouth<br />
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut<br />
Until I was twenty six and a half years old<br />
That's when I swore that someday<br />
Someday I would get outta that basement and travel to a magical, far away place<br />
Where the sun is always shining and the air smells like warm root beer<br />
And the towels are oh so fluffy<br />
Where the Shriners and the lepers play their ukuleles all day long<br />
And anyone on the street will gladly shave your back for a nickel<br />
Wacka wacka doo-doo yeah<br />
Well, let me tell you, people, it wasn't long at all before my dream came true<br />
Because the very next day, a local radio station had this contest<br />
To see who could correctly guess the number of molecules in Leonard Nimoy's butt<br />
I was off by three, but I still won the grand prize<br />
That's right, a first class one-way ticket to<br />
Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque<br />
Oh yeah<br />
You know, I'd never been on a real airplane before<br />
And I gotta tell ya, it was really great<br />
Except that I had to sit between two large Albanian women<br />
With excruciatingly severe body odor<br />
And the little kid in back of me kept throwin' up the whole time<br />
The flight attendants ran out of Dr. Pepper and salted peanuts<br />
And the in-flight movie was Bio-Dome with Pauly Shore<br />
And, oh yeah, three of the airplane engines burned out<br />
And we went into a tailspin and crashed into a hillside<br />
And the plane exploded in a giant fireball and everybody died<br />
Except for me<br />
You know why?<br />
'Cause I had my tray table up<br />
And my seat back in the full upright position<br />
Had my tray table up<br />
And my seat back in the full upright position<br />
Had my tray table up<br />
And my seat back in the full upright position<br />
Ah ha ha ha<br />
Ah ha ha<br />
Ah<br />
So I crawled from the twisted, burnin' wreckage<br />
I crawled on my hands and knees for three full days<br />
Draggin' along my big leather suitcase and my garment bag<br />
And my tenor saxophone and my twelve-pound bowling ball<br />
And my lucky, lucky autographed glow-in-the-dark snorkel<br />
But finally I arrived at the world famous Albuquerque Holiday Inn<br />
Where the towels are oh so fluffy<br />
And you can eat your soup right out of the ashtrays if you wanna<br />
It's OK, they're clean<br />
Well, I checked into my room and I turned down the A/C<br />
And I turned on the SpectraVision<br />
And I'm just about to eat that little chocolate mint on my pillow<br />
That I love so very, very much when suddenly, there's a knock on the door<br />
Well now, who could that be?<br />
I say "Who is it?"<br />
No answer<br />
"Who is it?"<br />
There's no answer<br />
"Who is it?"<br />
They're not sayin' anything<br />
So, finally I go over and I open the door and just as I suspected<br />
It's some big fat hermaphrodite with a Flock-Of-Seagulls haircut and only one nostril<br />
Oh man, I hate it when I'm right<br />
So anyway, he bursts into my room and he grabs my lucky snorkel<br />
And I'm like "Hey, you can't have that"<br />
"That snorkel's been just like a snorkel to me"<br />
And he's like "Tough"<br />
And I'm like "Give it"<br />
And he's like "Make me"<br />
And I'm like "'Kay"<br />
So I grabbed his leg and he grabbed my esophagus<br />
And I bit off his ear and he chewed off my eyebrows<br />
And I took out his appendix and he gave me a colonic irrigation<br />
Yes indeed, you better believe it<br />
And somehow in the middle of it all, the phone got knocked off the hook<br />
And twenty seconds later, I heard a familiar voice<br />
And you know what it said?<br />
I'll tell you what it said<br />
It said<br />
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"<br />
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"<br />
"If you'd like to make a call, please hang up and try again"<br />
"If you need help, hang up and then dial your operator"<br />
In Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque<br />
Well, to cut a long story short, he got away with my snorkel<br />
But I made a solemn vow right then and there that I would not rest<br />
I would not sleep for an instant until the one-nostrilled man was brought to justice<br />
But first, I decided to buy some donuts<br />
So I got in my car and I drove over to the donuts shop<br />
And I walked on up to the guy behind the counter<br />
And he says "Yeah, what do ya want?"<br />
I said "You got any glazed donuts?"<br />
He said "No, we're outta glazed donuts"<br />
I said "Well, you got any jelly donuts?"<br />
He said "No, we're outta jelly donuts"<br />
I said "You got any Bavarian cream-filled donuts?"<br />
He said "No, we're outta Bavarian cream-filled donuts"<br />
I said "You got any cinnamon rolls?"<br />
He said "No, we're outta cinnamon rolls"<br />
I said "You got any apple fritters?"<br />
He said "No, we're outta apple fritters"<br />
I said "You got any bear claws?"<br />
He said "Wait a minute, I'll go check"<br />
"No, we're outta bear claws"<br />
I said "Well, in that case, in that case, what do you have?"<br />
He says "All I got right now is this box of one dozen starving, crazed weasels"<br />
I said "OK, I'll take that"<br />
So he hands me the box and I open up the lid and the weasels jump out<br />
And they immediately latch onto my face and start bitin' me all over<br />
Oh man, they were just going nuts<br />
They were tearin' me apart<br />
You know, I think it was just about that time<br />
That a little ditty started goin' through my head<br />
I believe it went a little something like this<br />
Doh<br />
Get 'em off me<br />
Get 'em off me<br />
Oh<br />
No, get 'em off, get 'em off<br />
Oh, oh God, oh God<br />
Oh, get 'em off me<br />
Oh, oh God<br />
Ah, aah, aah<br />
I ran out into the street with these flesh-eating weasels all over my face<br />
Wavin' my arms all around and just runnin', runnin', runnin'<br />
Like a constipated wiener dog<br />
And as luck would have it<br />
That's exactly when I ran into the girl of my dreams<br />
Her name was Zelda<br />
She was a calligraphy enthusiast<br />
With a slight overbite and hair the color of strained peaches<br />
I'll never forget the very first thing she said to me<br />
She said "Hey, you've got weasels on your face"<br />
That's when I knew it was true love<br />
We were inseparable after that<br />
Aw, we ate together, we bathed together<br />
We even shared the same piece of mint-flavored dental floss<br />
The world was our burrito<br />
So we got married and we bought us a house<br />
And had two beautiful children, Nathaniel and Superfly<br />
Oh, we were so very very very happy, aw yeah<br />
But then one fateful night, Zelda said to me<br />
She said "Sweetie pumpkin? Do you wanna join the Columbia Record Club?"<br />
I said "Whoa, hold on now, baby"<br />
"I'm just not ready for that kind of a commitment"<br />
So we broke up and I never saw her again<br />
But that's just the way things go<br />
In Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque<br />
Anyway, things really started lookin' up for me<br />
Because about a week later, I finally achieved my lifelong dream<br />
That's right, I got me a part-time job at The Sizzler<br />
I even made employee of the month after I put out that grease fire with my face<br />
Aw yeah, everybody was pretty jealous of me after that<br />
I was gettin' a lot of attitude<br />
Ok, like one time, I was out in the parking lot<br />
Tryin' to remove my excess earwax with a golf pencil<br />
When I see this guy Marty<br />
Tryin' to carry a big ol' sofa up the stairs all by himself<br />
So I, I say to him, I say "Hey, you want me to help you with that?"<br />
And Marty, he just rolls his eyes and goes<br />
"No, I want you to cut off my arms and legs with a chainsaw"<br />
So I did<br />
And then he gets all indignant on me<br />
He's like "Hey man, I was just being sarcastic"<br />
Well, that's just great<br />
How was I supposed to know that?<br />
I'm not a mind reader for cryin' out loud<br />
Besides, now he's got a really cute nickname, Torso-Boy<br />
So what's he complaining about?<br />
Say, that reminds me of another amusing anecdote<br />
This guy comes up to me on the street<br />
And he tells he hasn't had a bite in three days<br />
Well, I knew what he meant<br />
But just to be funny, I took a big bite out of his jugular vein<br />
And he's yellin' and screamin' and bleeding all over<br />
And I'm like "Hey, come on, don't you get it?"<br />
But he just keeps rolling around on the sidewalk, bleeding, and screaming<br />
You know, completely missing the irony of the whole situation<br />
Man, some people just can't take a joke, you know?<br />
Anyway, um, um, where was I?<br />
Kinda lost my train of thought<br />
Uh, well, uh, OK<br />
Anyway I, I know it's kinda been a roundabout way of saying it<br />
But I guess the whole point I'm tryin' to make here is<br />
I hate sauerkraut<br />
That's all I'm really tryin' to say<br />
And, by the way, if one day you happen to wake up<br />
And find yourself in an existential quandary<br />
Full of loathing and self-doubt<br />
And wracked with the pain and isolation of your pitiful meaningless existence<br />
At least you can take a small bit of comfort in knowing that<br />
Somewhere out there in this crazy ol' mixed-up universe of ours<br />
There's still a little place called<br />
Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
I said "A" (A)<br />
"L" (L)<br />
"B" (B)<br />
"U" (U)<br />
"Querque" (querque)<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque, Albuquerque<br />
Albuquerque</p>
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