Real talk, Winningish. You put your foot in your mouth, someone calls you out, you meltdown and you change your username.
That is not growth. That is a cycle. Change.
This is not a joke. This is a sermon. Change.
Oh, why must I tell 'em again?
What must I tell 'em, my friend?
That we are born into sin
And we are worshiping murderers
Nothing but evil duplicitous men
I know you heard of 'em all
We should just murder 'em all
We should just murder and ball
We dance on the ruins we looting from all of they palace's walls