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what the fuck is this nigga lmaoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Bruh are you that brainless? Timestamps don't motherfucking contain date, only time (hours/minutes/seconds/milliseconds) they're not fucking called datestamps but TIMESTAMPS

You should report your problem with the right format. Please fill this: http://forum.pandawow.ru/showthread.php?t=46796

With this luck i have i doubt i'll ever win one, but re-applied. XD (3rd)

10/10 so much nostalgia with that music. Not a fan of Nicki, but i like this remix.

Nemifest as a GM would be a bad idea. The difference between Zilius and Nemifest is their professionalism. Zilius punishes people regardless who they are, no emotion at all. Verbally omniscient and true example of a mature person. Nemifest is just a simple puppet who gets controlled by some forums users which i won't citate. He will never punish his "internet friends". Just pay attention to how he talks with Noneed, Baaps, Chiv and other "known" pandawow tryhards (just an example). He disrespects tiggar47 for useless posts, yet buttlicks Noneeds when he is making 5+ threats about "WINTRADE OMG", and fanboying them on their stream. We can clearly see the maturity and age difference between them. I doubt he will get fired because of your ability to point out what is right and what is not in YOUR opinion. This is also ONLY my opinion though. My intent isn't to offend anyone, but just to tell you what i think. Yet i will not apologize if it is the case. - - - Updated - - - Just want to point out that i have nothing against Nemifests current post, as a Chat moderator, he is doing a great job i guess. But as a GM? Nah.

you mean WTS? WTB = Want To Buy WTS = Want To Sell

bump :kiss:

Hey, orphan, talk to us when you make YOUR OWN rogue guide instead of copy-pasting one from retail forums. I bet you're 15-16 who thinks he is ultra intelligent because you've just watched Interstellar or Gravity (sponsor me pls), but in reality you end up having shit grades at school but don't worry you learn things differently compared to others, and to show your true intellectual capacity you pass your days behind a screen shit posting a useless forum. Please keep thinking that you're special completely ignore the fact that we're 7.8 billion people in this planet they're worthless you're the most special one. (TOPKEK you're black, cotton picker confirmed. #slave for life)

I don't know if it's supposed to be so, my opinion is neutral but, how it works in pandawow is, it makes you invisible till you get damaged. For example if the mage casts Ice Barrier and goes invis, even if an affli lock dots him he will still remain in stealth till the first dot breaks his barrier and damages him. Just tryna 'elp.

Nah i guess when i troll it's really visible, but this time it isn't the case. I do really read that :c "Free will to express yourself" - Weegee 2016

Ehm, for those who are sexually fluid, or better said who respect all the sexual orientations, i highly advice you to check out "The Misadventures of Tobias and Guy". Really makes me laugh sometimes.

Happens to everyone who levels more than a single 2ndary profession. All you need to do is: For cooking : /cast cooking For Fishing /cast fishing For 1st Aid: /cast First Aid And the list goes so on. You can simply fix the problem by tying /cast and the profession name next to it.

Ching chong and ching chang chong are pejorative terms sometimes employed by speakers of English to mock or play on the Chinese language, people of Chinese ancestry, or other East Asians perceived to be Chinese. Several public commentators have characterized the term as derogatory while noting that assaults or physical intimidation of East Asians are often accompanied by racial slurs or imitation Chinese. (source: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ching_chong )

Lmao you're so right, today i entered the arena as boomy/ww 550 ilvl vs surv hunt / arms warr and all they did was scatter to get procs + avatar bladestorm = getting 3 shotted from 600k down to 0

Is that ratchet gurl playing LoL or Dota in your profile picture? Typical attention bish omg /cri - - - Updated - - - And who the fuck plays games half naked like wtf is her problem she will get cold and drink chicken soup for a week hell fucking no omg mindless generation

A story that i can not stop reading over and over again, but the problem is, if you don't like reading, it's not for you. Here it is: It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me. And that's when you met me. "What... what happened?" You asked. "Where am I?" "You died," I said, matter-of-factly. No point mincing words. "There was a... a truck and it was skidding..." "Yup." I said "I... I died?" "Yup. But don't feel bad about it. Everyone dies." I said. You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. "What is this place?" You asked. "Is this the afterlife?" "More or less," I said. "Are you God?" You asked. "Yup." I replied. "I'm God." "My kids... my wife," you said. "What about them?" "Will they be alright?" "That what I like to see," I said. "You just died and your main concern is for your family. That's good stuff right there." You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn't look like God. I just looked like some man. Some vague authority figure. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty. "Don't worry," I said. "They'll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn't have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it's any consolation, she'll feel very guilty for feeling relieved." "Oh," you said. "So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?" "Neither," I said. "You'll be reincarnated." "Ah," you said. "So the Hindus were right." "All the religions are right in their own way," I said. "Walk with me." You followed along as we strolled in the void. "Where are we going?" "Nowhere in particular," I said. "It's just nice to walk while we talk." "So what's the point, then?" You asked. "When I get reborn, I'll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won't matter." "Not so!" I said. "You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don't remember them right now." I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. "Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It's like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it's hot or cold. You put a tiny part or yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you've gained all the experiences it had." "You've been a human for the last 34 years, so you haven't stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for longer, you'd start remembering everything. But there's no point doing that between each life." "How many times have I been reincarnated, then?" "Oh, lots. Lots and lots. And into lots of different lives." I said. "This time around you'll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 A.D." "Wait, what?" You stammered. "You're sending me back in time?" "Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from." "Where do you come from?" You pondered. "Oh sure!" I explained. "I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you'll want to know what it's like there but you honestly won't understand." "Oh." you said, a little let down. "But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, could I have interacted with myself at some point?" "Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own timespan you don't even know it's happening." "So what's the point of it all?" "Seriously?" I asked. "Seriously? Your asking me for the meaning of life? Isn't that a little stereotypical?" "Well it's a reasonable question," you persisted. I looked in your eye. "The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature." "You mean mankind? You want us to mature?" "No. just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature, and become a larger and greater intellect." "Just me? What about everyone else?" "There is no one else," I said. "In this universe, there's just you, and me." You stared blankly at me. "But all the people on earth..." "All you. Different incarnations of you." "Wait. I'm everyone!?" "Now you're getting it." I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back. "I'm every human who ever lived?" "Or who will ever live, yes." "I'm Abraham Lincoln?" "And you're John Wilkes Booth, too." I added. "I'm Hitler?" you said, appalled. "And you're the millions he killed." "I'm Jesus?" "And you're everyone who followed him." You fell silent. "Every time you victimized someone," I said, "You were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you've done, you've done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you." "Why?" You asked me. "Why do all this?" "Because someday, you will become like me. Because that's what you are. You're one of my kind. You're my child." "Whoa." you said, incredulous. "You mean I'm a god?" "No. Not yet. You're a fetus. You're still growing. Once you've lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born." "So the whole universe," you said. "It's just..." "An egg of sorts." I answered. "Now it's time for you to move on to your next life." And with that, I sent you on your way.