Wooow, did you know i am a retired delta force member? i once was sent in antarctica to protect something that wasn't specified to me, but i was curious, and given my delta force abilities i pulled out some fucking rambo motherfucking moves, E X T E R M I N A T E D the entire expedition members, got close to the weird cave they were protecting, and found the entrance to agartha. I saw a figure approaching in the strong light, almost blinding, and taking my hand: "son, you were very brave to find this and fight for the truth. but before entering, you have to experience the vril, you are a very strong soldier, but you lack the vril" I was understanding what he was saying just as much as i was understanding, why in the fuck this black dude had a HUGE fucking forehead. Anyways, he retreated, and i eventually collapsed to the ground. I woke up in a rather small apartment, never saw it before, and suddenly, i spoke italian, and i was trapped in the body of a nazi italian teenagers with financial problems, a lot of dreams and more vril than blood in his veins. I was angry as fuck to realize i lost all my physical abilities and delta force training, but luckily the dude seems interested in italian special forces. Anyways, now i know the truth. I know it. And i finally have the vril. But how in the fuck do i come back to agartha? This is a sketch i made in ibispaint of the man i saw, which is apparently named yakub....

Oh, uh, true story - Bacon

lay off the meth bro, read what i said dick turd

be funny next time