someone requested this. so why not cuz its hilarious "speed"run challenge: how long can you last until you go insane. put this on loop and leave it until you cant anymore i dare you
One daynana, after dinnana, while my younger banana and I were bananaing about in Mr. Banana Wood's yardnana, we spotted a seedling Charmonana Dove all on its ownana. That baby birdnana was tiny, it didn't even have all of its peel, and it couldn't sing the Slumbernana anthem. When we bananound it, it was bananalready on its last ripe, having bananallen into a shrubanana - probably abandonana'ed by the tree it grew out of. We bananacided to build a bananest for it right there and thenana. However, bananinking back, that winternana was banasually cold, with fierce bananinds at nana in the yard, not to mention the many poisonous bananas and unpeeled bananas in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the seedling in the yardnana, it stood no chance of preserving freshness until springnana. So, I banaggested we take it inside, place it on the shelfnana by the windnanas, and asked the bananadults to fashionana a cage for it. We bananacided that when it regained its ripeness enough to spread its peels, we would release it back into the jungle. The tragic part - somenana that we'd never considered - was that this birdnana's bananate had already beenana nanatermined long before this momenana... Its destinnana was bananatermined by our momenanary whim. Now, I pass the bananower of choice to you bananas. Faced with this bananation, what choice would younanas bananake? Bananick to the originana planana, and buildnana a bananest with bananoft nana where the Charmonana Dove felanana? Or buildnana a cagnana for it, and bananeed it, nananing it the nana nana ba nana from within the bana na nana nana? Bana nana na nana na nananswer.
One day, after dinner, while my younger sister and I were lounging about in Mr. Gopher Wood's yard, we spotted a fledgling Charmony Dove all on its own. That baby bird was tiny, it didn't even have all of its feathers, and it couldn't sing. When we found it, it was already on its last breath, having fallen into a shrub - probably abandoned by its parents. We decided to build a nest for it right there and then. However, thinking back, that winter was unusually cold, with fierce winds at night in the yard, not to mention the many poisonous bugs and wild beasts in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the fledgling in the yard, it stood no chance of surviving until spring. So, I suggested we take it inside, place it on the shelf by the window, and asked the adults to fashion a cage for it. We decided that when it regained its strength enough to spread its wings, we would release it back into the wild. The tragic part - something that we'd never considered - was that this bird's fate had already been determined long before this moment... Its destiny was determined by our momentary whim. Now, I pass the power of choice to you all. Faced with this situation, what choice would you make? Stick to the original plan, and build a nest with soft net where the Charmony Dove fell? Or build a cage for it, and feed it, giving it the utmost care from within the warmth of a home? I eagerly await your answer.
tears are streaming down my face rn. im not sure if its happiness that mankind finally reached perfection, or agony that this is physically assaulting my ears yet i cannot find it within myself to pause or click away. bananas. either way, thank you for this absolute masterpiece
Hark! Upon a day, post repast, whilst my younger sister and I didst recline in the yard of Master Gopher Wood, we espied a fledgling Charmony Dove, solitary and forlorn. That infant bird, diminutive in stature, bore not yet the full plumage of its kind, nor could it warble a tune. When we didst discover it, it was nigh unto its final breath, having tumbled into a shrub-perchance forsaken by its progenitors. Forthwith, we resolved to fashion a nest for it anon. Yet, in retrospection, that winter was uncommonly frigid, with tempestuous gales by night in the yard, and myriad venomous insects and feral beasts in the environs... 'Twas evident that, should we leave the fledgling in the yard, it wouldst have no hope of enduring until the vernal season. Thus, I proposed we convey it within, place it upon the shelf by the casement, and beseech the elders to contrive a cage for it. We decreed that, upon its regaining of vigor sufficient to unfurl its wings, we would release it back into the wild. The lamentable truth-something we had ne'er pondered-was that this bird's fate had been preordained long ere this moment... Its destiny was sealed by our fleeting caprice. Now, I bequeath unto thee the power of choice. Confronted with this quandary, what course wouldst thou pursue? Adhere to the initial design, and construct a nest of soft net where the Charmony Dove didst fall? Or fashion a cage for it, and nourish it, bestowing upon it the utmost care within the warmth of a domicile? I await thy response with bated breath. (Jesus Christ.)
this is exactly how i felt when sunday wouldn't stop talking about that bird . no matter what he said, none of the information registered in my head. i could only tell him to shut up, for the love of xipe, stop talking dude
What it feels like to have ADHD
as someone that is diagnosed with adhd, THIS IS SO TRUE
real and true
@@kitcatblossomI agree so much bestie,also diagnosed
Real
I have autism, this is close enough
One daynana, after dinnana, while my younger banana and I were bananaing about in Mr. Banana Wood's yardnana, we spotted a seedling Charmonana Dove all on its ownana. That baby birdnana was tiny, it didn't even have all of its peel, and it couldn't sing the Slumbernana anthem. When we bananound it, it was bananalready on its last ripe, having bananallen into a shrubanana - probably abandonana'ed by the tree it grew out of. We bananacided to build a bananest for it right there and thenana. However, bananinking back, that winternana was banasually cold, with fierce bananinds at nana in the yard, not to mention the many poisonous bananas and unpeeled bananas in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the seedling in the yardnana, it stood no chance of preserving freshness until springnana. So, I banaggested we take it inside, place it on the shelfnana by the windnanas, and asked the bananadults to fashionana a cage for it. We bananacided that when it regained its ripeness enough to spread its peels, we would release it back into the jungle. The tragic part - somenana that we'd never considered - was that this birdnana's bananate had already beenana nanatermined long before this momenana... Its destinnana was bananatermined by our momenanary whim. Now, I pass the bananower of choice to you bananas. Faced with this bananation, what choice would younanas bananake? Bananick to the originana planana, and buildnana a bananest with bananoft nana where the Charmonana Dove felanana? Or buildnana a cagnana for it, and bananeed it, nananing it the nana nana ba nana from within the bana na nana nana? Bana nana na nana na nananswer.
I had a stroke reading this and died 😊
@@petitepatate5845same reaction I have going through the 2.6 story
Bana bana
This is my type of humour. Chat am I cooked?
yes
Cooked ? My brother you are deep fried
So am I
Yes
And so am i
One day, after dinner, while my younger sister and I were lounging about in Mr. Gopher Wood's yard, we spotted a fledgling Charmony Dove all on its own. That baby bird was tiny, it didn't even have all of its feathers, and it couldn't sing. When we found it, it was already on its last breath, having fallen into a shrub - probably abandoned by its parents. We decided to build a nest for it right there and then. However, thinking back, that winter was unusually cold, with fierce winds at night in the yard, not to mention the many poisonous bugs and wild beasts in the vicinity... It was clear that if we left the fledgling in the yard, it stood no chance of surviving until spring. So, I suggested we take it inside, place it on the shelf by the window, and asked the adults to fashion a cage for it. We decided that when it regained its strength enough to spread its wings, we would release it back into the wild. The tragic part - something that we'd never considered - was that this bird's fate had already been determined long before this moment... Its destiny was determined by our momentary whim. Now, I pass the power of choice to you all. Faced with this situation, what choice would you make? Stick to the original plan, and build a nest with soft net where the Charmony Dove fell? Or build a cage for it, and feed it, giving it the utmost care from within the warmth of a home? I eagerly await your answer.
please snut up
Huh?? My answer? Its uhhh... Banana!! And monkey!! And banana!!
if anyone asks: i couldnt take more than 35 seconds
Why why would you make this
If hell has music to torment sinners, that one over there is totally banned.
tears are streaming down my face rn. im not sure if its happiness that mankind finally reached perfection, or agony that this is physically assaulting my ears yet i cannot find it within myself to pause or click away. bananas. either way, thank you for this absolute masterpiece
I dont know how perfection its the word to describe this
This is what Sunday did to Aventurine 👍
lore accurate aventurine POV
某一天的晚餐后，我和妹妹在歌婓木先生的庭院里意外发现了一只孤单的小谐乐鸽。那只雏鸟还小，连羽毛都没长齐，也不会唱歌。我们发现时，它落在草丛中奄奄一息，似乎是被父母遗弃了。我们当即决定为它搭建一座鸟巢。可思来想去，那年的冬天很冷，庭院夜间的风很大，还有许多毒虫和野兽出没……毫无疑问，如果将雏鸟留在庭院，它绝无可能坚持到春天。于是我提议帶它回去，放在窗前的木架上，并拜托大人造个鸟笼。我们约定，等到它能依靠自己的力量展翅翱翔时，再将它放回天空。可遗憾的是，我们万万没想到，这只鸟儿的命运早在那之前就已经注定--它落得何种下场，只在我们的一念之间。现在，我将把选择的权利交给各位。面对此情此景，你们会如何抉择？是采取我们的方案，用软垫在原地为小谐乐鸽打适鸟巢？还是选择为它打造鸟笼，在温暖的屋宇中精心饲养鸟儿？我期待你们的答案。
IM GOING BANANAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAS
peak hsr contents
Yapcore
Yea this is what happens in my head every day
This is what my brain feels like 24/7. Maybe it's time to check if I have ADHD...
When a girl tries flirts with you and you respond with:
Nah dude... This is a cognitohazard, a dangerous meme.
Sunday? More like Yapday-
my brain is cooked
0:17 was my limit
Hark! Upon a day, post repast, whilst my younger sister and I didst recline in the yard of Master Gopher Wood, we espied a fledgling Charmony Dove, solitary and forlorn. That infant bird, diminutive in stature, bore not yet the full plumage of its kind, nor could it warble a tune. When we didst discover it, it was nigh unto its final breath, having tumbled into a shrub-perchance forsaken by its progenitors. Forthwith, we resolved to fashion a nest for it anon. Yet, in retrospection, that winter was uncommonly frigid, with tempestuous gales by night in the yard, and myriad venomous insects and feral beasts in the environs... 'Twas evident that, should we leave the fledgling in the yard, it wouldst have no hope of enduring until the vernal season. Thus, I proposed we convey it within, place it upon the shelf by the casement, and beseech the elders to contrive a cage for it. We decreed that, upon its regaining of vigor sufficient to unfurl its wings, we would release it back into the wild. The lamentable truth-something we had ne'er pondered-was that this bird's fate had been preordained long ere this moment... Its destiny was sealed by our fleeting caprice. Now, I bequeath unto thee the power of choice. Confronted with this quandary, what course wouldst thou pursue? Adhere to the initial design, and construct a nest of soft net where the Charmony Dove didst fall? Or fashion a cage for it, and nourish it, bestowing upon it the utmost care within the warmth of a domicile? I await thy response with bated breath.
(Jesus Christ.)
we got hsr brainrot now 😭
I watched the whole thing 💀💀
Adhd simulation
GET OUT OF MY HEAD!!
peak gacha brainrot
Perfection
genuine gacha brainrot holy moly
pls somebody show this to zyox
this is exactly how i felt when sunday wouldn't stop talking about that bird . no matter what he said, none of the information registered in my head. i could only tell him to shut up, for the love of xipe, stop talking dude
Real. "idgaf about your plan of "evil done for a greater good" dude. Unless you change your goals, we are going to kick your butt"
Oh
wtf even is hsr about anymore
an island full of bananas (nanananana)
😂
abiba_