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  1. I will relay the truth concerning the Chernobyl Disaster, the physics of waves, colour and radioactivity, and a series of popular myths concerning Native Americans, birds, and sunglasses. In essence, everything you've learned in school is wrong; for decades a thick veil of lies has been formed around you, thoroughly indoctrinated through any formal education you've received, the more the worse. In fact, I can safely inform you that radiation has almost nothing to do with nuclear energy, and bears little of the known danger characteristics. Radioactivity is in fact, the activity of radios, the presence of radio waves in the air. Ripples in the fabric of the universe around you. As you may know, radio waves are considered long wavelengths of light, so long that you cannot see it. This is untrue, and the sight of them are simply blocked by a surgical incision at birth. The effect of these surgeries can be negated however, most effectively with LSD and marijuana, hence the government's reasoning for illegalizing the drug. Green wavelengths are the easiest to see, and this is because it is by far the most dangerous, but also the most effective at controlling an innocent citizen. When you think you are hearing radio, you're really not. The thoughts and sounds are planted directly into your brain, wavelengths that leech onto your brain, in exactly the same way with all the people around you. Some stay for longer than others, and the time it takes to decay fifty percent is known as the half-life. Sometimes they bounce off your head, and this is why people sometimes disagree slightly about a word or two. And sometimes still, the waves will entirely mess up your brain for a finite amount of time, with a very long half-life; this is what causes a certain song or melody "sticking to your brain". If this happens, it is obviously very dangerous, which is why the governments also have restrictions on radioactivity. For instance, the reason for some radio stations changing frequency ever so slightly is that the activity on a specific frequency has become too much, and is potentially fatal. In countries such as the Soviet Union where there was no order or control from the government, situations can occur that five stations are broadcasting the greenest of wavelengths from the same frequency, and the Chernobyl disaster happens. Because of the high altitude at the tip of the Chernobyl reactors, the waves had a lot of space to be dangerous. With less air the concentration of waves can increase, and destroy entire settlements. At first, the pressure breaks any windows of the Chernobyl establishment, and penetrates the outer houses to reach the benzene tanks around the reactors, putting it all aflame and causing a great large explosions with a sudden burst of green waves, causing people to go blind and have miscarried or even handicapped children; the occasional extra arm or alike. Green waves are the hardest to avoid, but something dark can stop a lot of activity, which is why sunglasses are intuitively cool, our instincts are telling us that they're well protected and good to mate with. The color red can also block a lot of radioactivity, which is why the amount of radio music heard increases during Christmas time, the government has to in order to compensate for all the elf caps. What's also good to block radioactivity, is feathers. Evolution has long since given feathers to birds that live in high altitudes with a lot of waves, even before humans, because the sun also gives off a lot of radio waves. The worst thing about this lie is that even the simplest of humans were aware of it, the Native Americans. They put hats of feathers on their most important tribe members to preserve their mind, so that their decisions remain clear and wise. What ze fuck did you just fucking say about me, you verdammter Jude? I'll have you know I graduated top of mein class in ze Hitlerjugend, and I've been involved in numerous secret Gestapo raids in Berlin, and I have over 300 confirmed executions. I am trained in gorilla gassing and I am ze top sniper in ze entire Wehrmacht. You are nothing to me but just another race traitor. I will wipe you ze fuck out with precision ze likes of which has never been seen before on this Reich, mark mein fucking words. You think you can get away with saying zat scheiße to me over ze Internet? Think again, arschloch. As vee speak I am contacting mein secret network of spies across Deutschland and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for ze storm, blödel. Ze storm zat wipes out ze pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and zat's just with mein machinenpistole. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed kampf, but I have access to ze entire arsenal of ze Wehrmacht forces and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable arsch off ze face of ze Reich, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy blitzkrieg your little "clever" kommentar was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying ze price, you verdammter dummkopf. I will shit Zyklon B all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo. On daytime, proud tall Soviet man is hunter for bear to distribute among village. He travel deep into tundra outside of village finding not bear, but stacks of bodies of unworth capitalist pigs who were either died because they were weak, or killed by KGB for being not true Soviets and they would have make poor examples. Man is rejoice in his pride, but darkness approach, so he walk for four hours to cabin and hotel beside. Man walk in hotel, say to fellow comrade "What is cost for night sleep?" and comrade say back "1000 rubles". Man only had 250 rubles! So, he ask comrade "What should I do, sell legs?" then jokes that he prices like Jew, then resides to cabin beside hotel. Inside large cabin sit bed. Man Closes door immediate next to bed, then sits down in bed, take off grenades but keeping handmade peoples' AK-47, lying down and faced wall only inch away from foot of bed. To his disgust, on wall many portraits of horrible, ugly people with hideous faces, crooked backs and twisted ankles, giving a unpleasant glare with evil grin at Soviet hunter. People in portraits are much details. Man figure they were crafted by hotel owner to scare rotten capitalist pigs, so he laugh and yells in a loud manner, "I will not succumb to such a scare method!". Reject is fear, just like true Soviet he is, he watch portraits keeping AK-47 in right hand and vodka in left, waiting in darkness until sunlights. The sun rise six months later, sun shine on cabin, and Soviet hunter realize that portraits we're actually large holes in wall! The ghoulish creatures portrayed in what previous thoughts was portraits was Jews from hotel, preying on him, kept alive only by dream of stealing his rubles! No longer do they smile because their torso's now resemble leg of Serbian woman, much like stovepipe. This is unlike hunter, who's true Soviet abilities has actually made him stronger. Man leaves cabin with grenades and handmade AK-47 and marches for five hours back to tundra village where he tells his story and rejoices with his fellow comrades. Jews attempt following back to village, but some die in Tundra and the rest are hit by young comrades driving Zastava quicktractor. Such is life for Jew in Russia. What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you filthy casual? Ill have you know I am in the top ranks of Faze, and Ive been involved in numerous Doritos and Mountain Dew binges, and I have over 300,000 confirmed no scopes. I am trained in 360 quik-scopes and Im the top sniper in the Xx_MLGFAZE_xX. You are nothing to me but just another hardscoper. I will wipe you the fuck out with aim assist the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over voice chat? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across Runescape and your account is being hacked right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your KDR. Youre fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and thats just with my sniper rifle. Not only am I extensively trained in 360 no scoping, but I have access to the entire arsenal of Optic Gaming and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little clever comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldnt, you didnt, and now youre paying the GP, you goddamn idiot. I will shit Mountain Dew all over you and you will drown in it. Youre fucking dead, kiddo
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