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How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
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2024-04-28 21:59:19 UTC
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How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
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How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
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2024-04-29 00:27:50 UTC
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How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he wasx-no-archive: yes
How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
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2024-04-29 01:26:22 UTC
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going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?Post by Janithor
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How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
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going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
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2024-04-30 00:01:36 UTC
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was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?Post by Janithor
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How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
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was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
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2024-04-30 00:37:58 UTC
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds to getPost by Janithor
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was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?Post by Janithor
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How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep hex-no-archive: yes
How about when Dink tried to convince everyone he was a professional actor?
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
started. Once I get up and running and get at least $10,000 coming in,
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
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2024-05-17 01:59:54 UTC
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started. Once I get up and running and get at least $10,000 coming
in,Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds to getPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
started. Once I get up and running and get at least $10,000 coming
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then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Janithor
2024-05-17 02:34:43 UTC
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
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2024-05-17 04:45:49 UTC
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Are you sure it isn't time for a round of poetic vignettes?x-no-archive: yes
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
"In the dark burblings of the Undernet,
Darth Mop seethes..." -Anon
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2024-05-17 06:22:30 UTC
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Yet he is allied with you against Puppy and the Brennanus. Good, good,Post by Janithor
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Are you sure it isn't time for a round of poetic vignettes?x-no-archive: yes
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
"In the dark burblings of the Undernet,
Darth Mop seethes..." -Anon
you will soon learn the power of the Dark Side. Now release your
anger. Only your hatred can destroy me.
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Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
a couple of things I'd like to address with you. Firstly, I've noticed a
pattern in our conversations where my posts seem to receive dismissive
responses. While I enjoy our banter and camaraderie in this newsgroup,
it's disheartening when my attempts at engagement aren't fully
acknowledged or appreciated.
Secondly, I wanted to discuss John Henry's recent pleas for help via
PayPal. It's distressing to see a friend reaching out for assistance
during a difficult time, only to be met with mockery and ridicule.
Regardless of our personal circumstances, I believe it's important to
offer support and compassion to those in need, even if it's in the form
of a small donation.
I'm sharing these observations with you because I value our friendship
and believe in the power of empathy and solidarity within our community.
By acknowledging and responding to each other's needs, we can strengthen
our bonds and create a more inclusive and supportive environment for
everyone.
I hope you'll consider my words and join me in both acknowledging the
value of each other's contributions and extending support to John during
his time of need. Together, we can make a positive difference in each
other's lives and embody the true spirit of friendship and compassion.
Thank you for listening.
Janithor
2024-05-17 17:16:43 UTC
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a couple of things I'd like to address with you. Firstly, I've noticed a
pattern in our conversations where my posts seem to receive dismissive
responses. While I enjoy our banter and camaraderie in this newsgroup,
it's disheartening when my attempts at engagement aren't fully
acknowledged or appreciated.
Secondly, I wanted to discuss John Henry's recent pleas for help via
PayPal. It's distressing to see a friend reaching out for assistance
during a difficult time, only to be met with mockery and ridicule.
Regardless of our personal circumstances, I believe it's important to
offer support and compassion to those in need, even if it's in the form
of a small donation.
I'm sharing these observations with you because I value our friendship
and believe in the power of empathy and solidarity within our community.
By acknowledging and responding to each other's needs, we can strengthen
our bonds and create a more inclusive and supportive environment for
everyone.
I hope you'll consider my words and join me in both acknowledging the
value of each other's contributions and extending support to John during
his time of need. Together, we can make a positive difference in each
other's lives and embody the true spirit of friendship and compassion.
Thank you for listening.
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I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his
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then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
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(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
a couple of things I'd like to address with you. Firstly, I've noticed a
pattern in our conversations where my posts seem to receive dismissive
responses. While I enjoy our banter and camaraderie in this newsgroup,
it's disheartening when my attempts at engagement aren't fully
acknowledged or appreciated.
Secondly, I wanted to discuss John Henry's recent pleas for help via
PayPal. It's distressing to see a friend reaching out for assistance
during a difficult time, only to be met with mockery and ridicule.
Regardless of our personal circumstances, I believe it's important to
offer support and compassion to those in need, even if it's in the form
of a small donation.
I'm sharing these observations with you because I value our friendship
and believe in the power of empathy and solidarity within our community.
By acknowledging and responding to each other's needs, we can strengthen
our bonds and create a more inclusive and supportive environment for
everyone.
I hope you'll consider my words and join me in both acknowledging the
value of each other's contributions and extending support to John during
his time of need. Together, we can make a positive difference in each
other's lives and embody the true spirit of friendship and compassion.
Thank you for listening.
breathing some new life into it, so thank you for your efforts Mr.
Petey. As for Mr. DeJong, he has his own IMDb page for Pete's sake
<grin>. He should PayPal me.
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a couple of things I'd like to address with you. Firstly, I've noticed a
pattern in our conversations where my posts seem to receive dismissive
responses. While I enjoy our banter and camaraderie in this newsgroup,
it's disheartening when my attempts at engagement aren't fully
acknowledged or appreciated.
Secondly, I wanted to discuss John Henry's recent pleas for help via
PayPal. It's distressing to see a friend reaching out for assistance
during a difficult time, only to be met with mockery and ridicule.
Regardless of our personal circumstances, I believe it's important to
offer support and compassion to those in need, even if it's in the form
of a small donation.
I'm sharing these observations with you because I value our friendship
and believe in the power of empathy and solidarity within our
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I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his
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get
in,
get
in,
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then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
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(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
a couple of things I'd like to address with you. Firstly, I've noticed a
pattern in our conversations where my posts seem to receive dismissive
responses. While I enjoy our banter and camaraderie in this newsgroup,
it's disheartening when my attempts at engagement aren't fully
acknowledged or appreciated.
Secondly, I wanted to discuss John Henry's recent pleas for help via
PayPal. It's distressing to see a friend reaching out for assistance
during a difficult time, only to be met with mockery and ridicule.
Regardless of our personal circumstances, I believe it's important to
offer support and compassion to those in need, even if it's in the form
of a small donation.
I'm sharing these observations with you because I value our friendship
and believe in the power of empathy and solidarity within our
strengthen
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breathing some new life into it, so thank you for your efforts Mr.
Petey. As for Mr. DeJong, he has his own IMDb page for Pete's sake
<grin>. He should PayPal me.
First off, let me give you a big ol' smackdown of gratitude forPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
our bonds and create a more inclusive and supportive environment for
everyone.
I hope you'll consider my words and join me in both acknowledging the
value of each other's contributions and extending support to John during
his time of need. Together, we can make a positive difference in each
other's lives and embody the true spirit of friendship and compassion.
Thank you for listening.
I do value our friendship and your contributions to the froup. You'reour bonds and create a more inclusive and supportive environment for
everyone.
I hope you'll consider my words and join me in both acknowledging the
value of each other's contributions and extending support to John during
his time of need. Together, we can make a positive difference in each
other's lives and embody the true spirit of friendship and compassion.
Thank you for listening.
breathing some new life into it, so thank you for your efforts Mr.
Petey. As for Mr. DeJong, he has his own IMDb page for Pete's sake
<grin>. He should PayPal me.
recognizing my efforts in the ring of our Usenet newsgroup. Your
acknowledgment is like a championship belt around my waist, and I'm
pumped to keep bringing the heat to our digital squared circle. But
let's climb up to the top turnbuckle and dive into the heart of the
matter, shall we?
Now, when it comes to our mutual friend John Henry, it's like he's
caught in a steel cage match against the odds. He's out there,
toe-to-toe with life's toughest opponents, and his plea for support
isn't just some scripted promo it's a genuine cry for help. Sure, he's
got an IMDb page to his name, but let's not forget, even the mightiest
wrestlers have their off days, their moments of vulnerability outside
the ring.
So, when John Henry's in the ring, sweating it out, it's up to us to be
his tag team partners, not just spectators in the crowd. We can't just
sit back and watch as he gets pummeled by life's body blows. No, we
gotta step up, slap on our wristbands, and charge into the fray
alongside him. Because that's what friendship is all about, am I right?
Now, I get it, Janithor, you've got your own moves, your own style, and
I respect that. But dismissing John Henry's plight with a casual 'get a
job' is like hitting him with a folding chair when he's already down.
We're better than that, buddy. We've got the power of compassion, the
strength of solidarity, and the agility to adapt to whatever life throws
our way.
So, let's lace up our boots, tighten our headbands, and lock horns on
this issue. Let's brainstorm some killer strategies to show John Henry
that he's not fighting this battle alone. Whether it's throwing him a
lifeline on PayPal, Venmo, or Patreon, or just lending an empathetic ear,
we've got the skills and the heart to make a real difference.
What do you say, Janithor? Are you ready to step into the ring with me
on this one? Together, we can be the tag team champions of friendship,
the undisputed champions of support. So, let's hit the mat running and
show John Henry that we've got his back, no matter what.
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Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
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I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
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then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
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I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating life's
ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash of
ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale of
rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
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I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep
he was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep
he was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating life's
ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash of
ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale of
rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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and a cool uniform, something wrestling themedPost by Janithor
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating life's
ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash of
ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale of
rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep
he was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep
he was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating life's
ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash of
ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale of
rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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i meant music contract ,x-no-archive: yes
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and a cool uniform, something wrestling themedPost by Janithor
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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Post by Janithor
getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
Incidentally, that's a link to Pink Floyd's "Have a Cigar",
which I thought was apropos.
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Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating life's
ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash of
ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale of
rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
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I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep
he was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep
he was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating life's
ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash of
ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a grifter,
with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through the
wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale of
rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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we have to tour put out an album
http://youtu.be/tbdpv7G_PPgPost by Janithor
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i meant music contract ,x-no-archive: yes
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and a cool uniform, something wrestling themedPost by Janithor
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
Los Cuates de rspw
closed the tab.
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Of course, just like any good racist would do.Post by Janithor
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we have to tour put out an album
http://youtu.be/tbdpv7G_PPgPost by Janithor
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
Los Cuates de rspw
closed the tab.
http://youtu.be/7vtF5GjVeaY
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Of course, just like any good racist would do.Post by Janithor
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Los Cuates de rspw
2 seconds of noise, followed by blessed silence as Ix-no-archive: yes
Post by Creon
http://youtu.be/AZEKGHTNBHEPost by %
we have to tour put out an album
http://youtu.be/tbdpv7G_PPgPost by Janithor
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i meant music contract ,x-no-archive: yes
Post by %
and a cool uniform, something wrestling themedPost by Janithor
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Post by %
in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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Post by Janithor
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Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
Post by Janithor
getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the
sheep he was going to save the world and that he never
molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can
you PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help
John and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip, Navigating
life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing, Mocking
wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme, Their clash
of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall, Janithor,
the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall, John Henry, a
grifter, with schemes in his arsenal, Their feud resonates through
the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn, Their tale
of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame, John's plea
echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
Los Cuates de rspw
closed the tab.
http://youtu.be/7vtF5GjVeaY
Janithor
2024-05-17 23:11:42 UTC
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we have to tour put out an album
That's what I'm saying, we just need a uniform for the group.Post by Janithor
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Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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we have to tour put out an album
That's what I'm saying, we just need a uniform for the group.Post by Janithor
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and a cool uniform, something wrestling themedPost by Janithor
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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I remember when Chad was complaining that he had no money for poutine, sox-no-archive: yes
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we have to tour put out an album
That's what I'm saying, we just need a uniform for the group.Post by Janithor
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i meant music contract ,x-no-archive: yes
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and a cool uniform, something wrestling themedPost by Janithor
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we need a contractx-no-archive: yes
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in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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ended up eating that baby cat instead…
Gross!
Janithor
2024-05-18 02:28:20 UTC
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ended up eating that baby cat instead…
Gross!
Well when you have that much fat to maintain, you do what you have to.Post by Janithor
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I remember when Chad was complaining that he had no money for poutine, sox-no-archive: yes
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we have to tour put out an album
That's what I'm saying, we just need a uniform for the group.Post by Janithor
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i meant music contract ,x-no-archive: yes
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and a cool uniform, something wrestling themedPost by Janithor
x-no-archive: yes
we need a contractx-no-archive: yes
Post by %
in,
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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getPost by Davey Zimmerman #274
I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
https://media.gettyimages.com/id/83683688/photo/the-9th-annual-latin-grammy-awards-show.jpg?s=2048x2048&w=gi&k=20&c=VnAFurcFkzADwuRJOvf4BX0hrcQmL09Vspnfl71y6CU=
ended up eating that baby cat instead…
Gross!
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True dat. [damn you IOS for trying to autocorrect ‘dat’ to ‘fat’. Clearlyx-no-archive: yes
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ended up eating that baby cat instead…
Gross!
Well when you have that much fat to maintain, you do what you have to.Post by Janithor
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I remember when Chad was complaining that he had no money for poutine, sox-no-archive: yes
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we have to tour put out an album
That's what I'm saying, we just need a uniform for the group.Post by Janithor
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Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Now we just need Music GPT and you'll have a hit. I'm seeing Top 40.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his daughter.
in,
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then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John and
save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
we have to tour put out an album
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ended up eating that baby cat instead…
Gross!
you’re familiar with Cushingoid Chad!]
In his defence, it’s the only pussy he’s eaten in more than two decades…
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Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.
Thet thar is right purty but you still aren't getting my beer.Post by Janithor
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I'm trying to put together my own podcast, I just need some funds toPost by Janithor
It depends: Did you PayPal him now?Post by Davey Zimmerman #274
I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
You mean he's not?I miss when John Henry DeJong used to try to convince the sheep he
was going to save the world and that he never molested his
daughter.
in,
Post by Janithor
then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
(Chorus)then I can probably PayPal him something. In the meantime, can you
PayPal me first to get that going? It's the best way to help John
and save the world at the same time.
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
Janithor strides, his broom a scepter in his grip,
Navigating life's ring, where fate takes its fearful dip,
In RSP-W, where fans convene to cheer or jeer,
But wrestling's allure to him remains unclear.
He sweeps through the forums, with disdain overflowing,
Mocking wrestling's glitz, its performers' art unknowing,
Yet beneath his scorn, a grudging respect may lurk,
For the wrestlers' prowess, in the ring they work.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
John Henry, the grifter, spins tales with flair,
A 150 IQ, yet destined to despair,
Cyberbegging for years, his schemes ever bold,
Facing evictions and scorn, life's tale untold.
He dreams of glory, a wrestling star's embrace,
But reality bites, leaving him in disgrace,
His place in the world, his struggles profound,
Yet wrestling's allure keeps him tightly bound.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
In life's arena, their paths forever intertwine,
Like wrestlers locked in battle, in rhythm and rhyme,
Their clash of ideologies, a tale to be told,
In the annals of wrestling, their story unfolds.
(Chorus)
Within the squared circle where legends climb and fall,
Janithor, the janitor, with broom in hand stands tall,
John Henry, a grifter, with schemes in his arsenal,
Their feud resonates through the wrestling carnival.
So ends the saga of Janithor and John,
In the wrestling ring, where their stories have drawn,
Their tale of rivalry, forever etched in lore,
In the squared circle, where legends endure.
In the digital age, where wrestlers yearn for fame,
John's plea echoes online, seeking fortune's flame,
With PayPal, Venmo, and Patreon's plea,
As Janithor chants "Get a job!" with glee.