REAL prediction

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I’m sick of people using the terms “prediction” or “prophecy” for things that are clearly NOT those. It’s NOT a prediction to say that the sun will come up tomorrow or a prophecy to say that people will die in a country embroiled in a war or magicians with a pet TIGER might get hurt. Gee, who could posssssibly have predicted that? 🙄 That’s just common sense and cold-reading, à la so-called psychics and mediums like the Biggest Douche in the Universe, John Edwards, per the South Park episode of the same name. Saying obvious things or extremely vague and ambiguous ideas is WORTHLESS.

Moreover, it’s meaningless if someone does something, KNOWING of the prediction. Like how Adolph Hitler was fully aware of Nostradamus’ works talking about an antichrist called “Hister”, and intentionally tried to lean into to it to make it sound like it’s about him. And certainly not if the “prediction” comes AFTER the event itself, like how The Simpsons did NOT predict Trump going down the escalator after announcing running for office, that aired 29 days AFTER he did it.

Here’s a REAL prediction:

On Tuesday, Sep 25, 2025, at 12:47:55pm, Donald Trump will eat a BLT with American “cheese”, with a side of sweet-potato curly-fries and a diet Sprite at the Denny’s in Butte, Montana after it re-opens, served by Sarah Mary-Bell Andrews and cooked by Michael Plovins, but it will be contaminated with e-coli, and cause him to have terrible diarrhea, which will be caught on camera by KXLF 4, reported on by Edgar Cedillo, which then gets worldwide attention, destroying the image of the USA and causing Jinping and Putin to launch synchronized invasions, making Red Dawn become reality, on Sunday Nov, 16, 2025 at 03:44:17am, which resistance-fighters in the future will call…

Skibi Day Toilet

Ms. Saunders

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I’m sorry Ms Saunders,
I am for real,
Never meant to not bother to try
I apologize a trillion times

I’m sorry Ms Saunders,
I am for real,
Never meant to cheat in English class,
I just hope that you don’t kick my butt

Me and that novel
Got a special thang goin’ on
You call it’s reading
But it’s just the cover
Hope I don’t feel this
Feel this guilt forever
You could give me a retro-F
But I’ll keep the diploma

I just might feel guilty
About cheating forever
Forever, forever ever, FOREVER EVER?
Forever never seems that long until you’re grown
But by now it’s over and and means nothin’

– Not Outkast

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Wake up babe, new Puff-Daddy songs just dropped!

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Puff’s raped around the world and he he he
He raped all the ladies
We don’t know and we don’t know why
He got off so scot-free

We don’t know why he’s famous
Is from it his crappy
Songs, or his Mercedes
Rape-y, rape-y!

He raped all the boys and he beat up all the girls
Singing doo wah ditty Diddy’s dumb Diddy did it
Throwing the freakoffs to really ruin the world
Singing doo wah ditty Diddy’s dumb Diddy is shit

He did this, did this
Did that, did that
Did it all and you know
Diddy really is a ho’

– Not Puff Daddy P. Diddy Sean Combs

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I had to skip the bonfire

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I wanted to go to a backyard-fire (me doing social stuff‽), but it was at the same time as film-night. I wanted to go after the movie, but I was getting notifications of people posting messages about the bonfire to say thanks after leaving. It would’ve taken 20-30 minutes to drive across town, so there would be few people left by the time I got there. On top of that, my stomach was really bad, I was worried about I wouldn’t even survive film-night, so I skipped the fire. I feel bad for not showing up because she said that if I don’t make it off the wait-list by the night of the fire, I could just go over anyway. I expected to see her a couple of nights later at trivia and thought of a way to apologize:

Please forgive me,
I tried to go it’s true

Please forgive me,
Film-night was that night too

I can’t deny it,
Choosing isn’t what I do

Please forgive me,
I really had to poo

– Not Bryan Adams

(She was disappointed I didn’t show, but I just said “sorry”, I didn’t sing the apology; my social-anxiety-disorder is not compatible with public-singing, or I would have sung a normal song at karaoke a month earlier. 😒)

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