I first met Bob Donuts when I was in a really dark place. Bob Donuts showed me kindness and respect when I felt I deserved it least. We broke bread, we shared passions, and we became friends. I will never forget the day I saw him kicking ass fighting pirates. His legacy will impact every generation that follows. RIP
When the towers fell, Bob Donuts was the first on the scene. When we stormed the beaches of Normandy, Bob Donuts cleared the first path. When Carson took a year break and sent his proceeds to charity, Bob Donuts was the first to donate. We love you Bob Donuts, may thy thick corkscrew duck rod pierce a many maidens in Duck Heaven.
Carson, I had this idea for a video. You get your friends and you start a Minecraft survival world, but there's a twist. Whenever you go below a certain light level, you start taking DAMAGE. You could call the video something like "Minecraft, but the dark hurts you". Thank me later
Bob Donuts said some controversial things in his past, but I'll be damned if he didn't loved his nation and their people. We are to carry on his legacy by living our lives to their fullest potential, and to be willing to give said life for the things we believe in. May generation to come never forget the name; Bob Donuts.
Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts. The very mention of his name sends shivers down my spine, conjuring a whirlwind of emotions that I struggle to contain. To most, he was an enigma, a paradoxical figure straddling the line between civic leader and formidable warlord. But to me, to me he was everything. He was the embodiment of hope in a world consumed by chaos, a beacon of light in the darkest of times. It's hard to imagine a time before Mayor Bob Donuts, before he rose from the ashes of obscurity to become the undisputed ruler of our city. He wasn't born into power, nor did he inherit it through some twisted stroke of fate. No, he earned it, clawed his way to the top with sheer determination and an unyielding resolve that left even his fiercest adversaries trembling in his wake. I still remember the day he first announced his candidacy for mayor, standing tall and resolute in the face of overwhelming odds. The establishment scoffed, dismissed him as nothing more than a mere novelty, a sideshow attraction to be ridiculed and forgotten. But Bob Donuts was no ordinary man, and he proved that time and time again as he rallied the disenfranchised masses to his cause with nothing more than a simple promise: change. And change he did. From the moment he took office, Mayor Bob Donuts set about transforming our city from the ground up, tearing down the old and rebuilding it in his own image. He was a force of nature, a whirlwind of activity and innovation that swept through the streets like a tidal wave, leaving no stone unturned in his quest for progress. But it wasn't just his political acumen that endeared him to the people; it was his humanity, his unwavering dedication to the well-being of every citizen, no matter their station in life. He was a man of the people, by the people, and for the people, a rare breed of politician who actually cared more about serving his constituents than serving his own interests. I'll never forget the countless hours he spent walking the streets, shaking hands and kissing babies, listening to the hopes and fears of those he swore to represent. He wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty, to wade into the trenches and fight alongside his fellow citizens in their darkest hour. He was a leader in the truest sense of the word, a guiding light in a world shrouded in darkness. But Mayor Bob Donuts was more than just a politician; he was a warrior, a fierce defender of our city against the forces of tyranny and oppression that sought to tear it apart. He led us into battle with a courage and conviction that bordered on madness, a lone figure standing defiantly against the storm of chaos that threatened to consume us all. I still remember the day the warlords came, their armies marching on our city like a horde of locusts descending upon a field of wheat. They thought they could intimidate us, crush our spirits beneath their iron heels and bend us to their will through fear and intimidation. But they underestimated the resolve of Mayor Bob Donuts and the people he had sworn to protect. We fought tooth and nail, every man, woman, and child taking up arms against the onslaught with a ferocity born of desperation. It was a battle for the ages, a clash of titans that echoed through the annals of history like thunder rolling across the heavens. And in the end, it was Mayor Bob Donuts who emerged victorious, his unwavering resolve and indomitable spirit shattering the enemy's resolve like glass. But victory came at a cost, a heavy toll that weighed heavily on our hearts in the days that followed. Many lives were lost, friends and loved ones torn from us in the prime of their youth, their sacrifices a bitter reminder of the price of freedom. And yet, through it all, Mayor Bob Donuts remained steadfast, a pillar of strength in a world that seemed intent on tearing itself apart. In the aftermath of the war, our city lay in ruins, a shattered reflection of its former glory. But Mayor Bob Donuts refused to be defeated, refused to let the sacrifices of those who had fallen be in vain. He rolled up his sleeves and set about rebuilding our city from the ground up, brick by brick, stone by stone, until it rose from the ashes like a phoenix reborn. And amidst the rubble and chaos, there was hope. Hope for a brighter tomorrow, a future where peace and prosperity reigned supreme and the horrors of war were nothing more than a distant memory. It was a dream that Mayor Bob Donuts dared to dream, a dream that he would stop at nothing to see realized. But fate, it seems, had other plans. For even as our city began to heal, tragedy struck with the sudden and unexpected passing of Mayor Bob Donuts, a cruel twist of fate that left us all reeling in shock and disbelief. He was gone, taken from us far too soon, his larger-than-life presence extinguished like a candle in the wind. In the days that followed, we mourned. We mourned for the man who had given everything for the people he loved, who had sacrificed his own happiness for the greater good. We mourned for the dreams that would never be realized, for the future that would never come to pass. But most of all, we mourned for ourselves, for the void that had been left in our hearts with Mayor Bob Donuts' passing. And yet, amidst the sorrow and despair, there was a glimmer of hope. For even in death, Mayor Bob Donuts' legacy lived on, a testament to the power of one man's vision and the indomitable spirit of a city united in the face of adversity. He may have been taken from us, but his memory would never fade, his spirit would never die. So now, as I stand here amidst the ruins of our city, I can't help but feel a sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the man who gave everything so that we might have a chance at a better tomorrow. Gratitude for the lessons he taught us, the values he instilled in us, the love he showed us each and every day. Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts. He meant everything to me, to us, to our city. And though he may be gone, his legacy will live on forever in the hearts and minds of those who were fortunate enough to know him.
Now let me tell you about the day he was slain, The day dawned with a deceptive calm, the city bathed in the soft light of morning as its inhabitants stirred from their slumber, oblivious to the storm that was brewing on the horizon. Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts, ever the vigilant guardian of our city, had risen with the sun, his mind already buzzing with plans for the day ahead. Little did he know that fate had woven a tapestry of tragedy that would forever alter the course of our history. It was midday when the first whispers of trouble reached our ears, rumors trickling through the labyrinthine streets like tendrils of smoke curling from a smoldering ember. Pirates, they said, pirates were lurking in the shadows, their nefarious intentions shrouded in mystery and malice. Mayor Bob Donuts wasted no time in mobilizing the city's defenses, his voice ringing out like a clarion call to arms as he rallied the citizenry to stand united against the impending threat. I still remember the tension in the air as we waited, breathless with anticipation, for the first sign of the enemy's approach. And then, like a bolt from the blue, they struck, their arrival heralded by the thunderous crash of splintering wood and the shrill cries of the wounded. Mayor Bob Donuts sprang into action, his every movement a symphony of determination and resolve as he led his troops into battle against the marauding horde. But it was not on the battlefield that the true drama unfolded. No, it was in a small, nondescript room tucked away in the heart of the city that the fate of our beloved mayor would be decided. For it was there, in that cramped and claustrophobic space, that Mayor Bob Donuts found himself face to face with his most formidable adversary yet: the pirate captain himself. I watched in horror as the pirate captain burst into the room, his eyes ablaze with a primal fury that sent shivers down my spine. He was a towering figure, his presence filling the room with a palpable sense of menace as he advanced upon Mayor Bob Donuts with all the grace and power of a predatory beast stalking its prey. But Mayor Bob Donuts was not one to cower in the face of danger. With a steely resolve born of years of hardship and adversity, he squared his shoulders and met the pirate captain's gaze head-on, his every fiber vibrating with a fierce determination to protect his city at any cost. And then, in the blink of an eye, the room erupted into chaos. Blades clashed and sparks flew as Mayor Bob Donuts and the pirate captain engaged in a deadly dance of death, their every movement a testament to the raw power and unyielding resolve that burned within them both. But fate, it seems, had other plans. For even as Mayor Bob Donuts fought with all the strength and courage he could muster, the pirate captain proved to be a formidable adversary, his skill with a blade matched only by his ruthless determination to emerge victorious. I watched in horror as Mayor Bob Donuts stumbled backwards, a crimson stain spreading across his chest like a grotesque tableau of tragedy. He fought on, his every breath a testament to his unwavering resolve, but it was clear that the end was near. And then, with a final, defiant cry, Mayor Bob Donuts fell, his lifeblood mingling with the dust of the floor as he breathed his last. The pirate captain stood victorious, his triumph tainted by the knowledge of the price he had paid for it. In that moment, as I stood there amidst the wreckage of that small, nondescript room, I knew that our city would never be the same again. Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts, the man who had meant everything to me, to us, to our city, was gone, taken from us in the prime of his life by the cruel hand of fate. But even in death, his legacy would live on, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by darkness. For as long as we carry his memory in our hearts, Mayor Bob Donuts will never truly be gone. He will live on in the stories we tell, in the songs we sing, and in the indomitable spirit of the city he loved so dearly.
7:02 That's a tarantula hawk, it's a wasp that hunts tarantulas and lays its eggs inside them when they're still alive. Coyote Peterson got stung by one once
Bob Donuts helped save my mariage, motivated me to work out, and kept my house from falling into a wormhole while fighting the Zombie Pirates. May he rest in peace. Edit: Theres no fucking way 65 of yall actual liked this comment, you pressed like because you thought you needed to, didnt you
Bob Donuts was the greatest politician and philanthropist of his time. His never-ending fight for peace and justice was truly an inspiration. God Bless.
Personally, I never knew Bob very well. But the few times I met him. he made me feel invincible. Robert "Bob" Donuts meant the world to me. If I had the chance, Id take his place in that grave. He may have died, but he died fighting for our country. Thank you Bob. Our hero may now rest in peace.
I not only looked to Bob as a leader but also as a guide. When all other role models faltered, Bob was able to stand strong and would never back down. Moving forward, I will always remember him for what he was: A God Damn Hero.
Bob was gone too early for this world. One time, after witnessing two people being shot and killed, he gave me $100 for my troubles. He even showed me his gun he had for self defense. Such a kindhearted and wholespirited duck.
Bob Donuts really meant a lot to me, he changed my life for the better. I think we should all never forget his glory of fighting those fierce pirates, with a simple phrase like “Never Forget”. There needs to be banned Doritos commercials named after Bob Donuts. We must carry on the legacy of Bob Donuts. RIP Bob Donuts
26:52 I can't believe how he criticized CaptainSparkles or whoever he visited a few years back and shamed him for having a picture of his car in his garage and yet, he does the same.
There is absolutely no way munting is a thing anyone has done ever. Somebody has to have just made that word up and given it the wildest definition they could think of.
@@dmonimoni6883 You just don't understand him like how I do. Our pasts are very similar, we both lost a lot of people at an age where we felt powerless.
21:04 as a person with a uterus, sounds about right. That’s just all technical terminology w/ biology tho- I feel like we should replace more words with gnarpy talk
From the moment I met him, I knew he was a true leader. No one will ever compare to our legendary mayor, he will be missed. Rest in peace Bob Donuts. o7
RIP Bob Donuts; he sat in a cage all fucking day and ruled with valor and confidence, the likes of which were, are, and will forever be unmatched by civilization as we know it.
I knew Bob Donuts when I was in highschool, he was a very charismatic, nice and well respected student. One time there was a kid being bullied by a group of thugs, while everyone else stared, Bob Donuts would step in and fought them back. And when I was outside besides school, I kept seeing him guiding the elderly around town, crossing the roads, bringing their groceries. And when I asked why is he so nice to everyone, he says "Quack.". And then I realized, and understand. He was the man for the people, we don't deserve him, but god damn do we need him. I'm destroyed to hear he died, but Bob Donuts died doing what he always do, serving the people, and his country. God bless Bob Donuts, may he rest in peace 🕊️
Bob Donuts was not only a mayor, leader, martial artist, and Saint, but was also a friend to all, rich or poor, young or old, kind or bitter, rest in peace Mr. Donuts
Today, we gather to honor the memory of Bob Donuts, the beloved Mayor of Society, a duck whose leadership transcended species boundaries and brought us together in unity and harmony. Bob's quacks of wisdom echoed through the streets, guiding us with his compassionate heart and unwavering dedication to the community. As he waddled through the challenges, he led with grace and humility, leaving an indelible mark on our hearts. Though he may have flown away from us now, his legacy of kindness and service will forever remain etched in the fabric of our society. Rest in peace, dear Mayor Bob Donuts, may your wings carry you to eternal tranquility.
It was over. My car had caught fire, and I was too weak to move after the crash. The fire slowly approached me, and I knew that my time had come. Just as I had accepted my fate, a flash of yellow filled my vision, and before I knew it, I was lying in the arms of a feathery duck creature. I passed out shortly after, and woke up in the hospital. I never did get to ask him his name, but I know in my heart that it was Bob Donuts who has pulled me from my destroyed vehicle, saving me from burning to death. To hear that the man who saved my life is now dead from zombie pirates devastates me to no end. Rest in peace my beloved Bob Donuts. May you quack on forever in heaven.
Robert E. Donuts meant more to me than you could possibly imagine. He was like a brother to me and helped me through countless struggles. I will never forget the day when I found out I had stage 2 lung cancer and he said to me "Quack". He was a duck beyond words, and a poet that will be remembered for weeks. RIP my sweet angel.
Bob Donuts arrived in that ship just when I needed him, he spoke in runes, I had to teach him English, however, the accident left him able to only speak in short stints. Bob Donuts truly did help us all.
Bob donuts, he was my mentor in the hardest of times. Sure, he wasn’t entirely in with the times, made some hot takes, got banned on twitter, had tf2 bot accounts, but all of that is merely part of his charm Fly high bob, fly high.
bob donuts meant everything to me and many others. i think I speak for all of us when I say bob donuts was an inspiration and someone that we should all strive to be. I have so many fond memories of bob donuts. like that one time he took me fishing and gave me life advice, or when he taught me how to ride a bike. I pray that his soul may rest in piece in Valhalla as he died as a true hero would, in battle fighting for what he believed in.
Bob donuts died knowing in death his singular act of dedication would be worth a lifetime of service. What he did in his career is what most would fail to realize and achieve in a lifetime of petty bureaucracy, and that career - is one measured in mere hours - yet bestowed an impact that will be measured and impactful in terms of eons
Carson, being apart of the Funko Bros, has made a terrifically creative, witty, and humourous compilation of moments from his various Minecraft Streams! This really got quite a kick out of me and a few others I assume! What a guy, you truly are the pinnacle of whatever man
Bob Donuts saved me from a catastrophic house fire in 2005 when I was just a baby. I know it's weird to have memories from when you're barely a year old, but I can still remember how graceful he was when jumping from the third story window and using his body as a cushion for me. I made sure to shake his hand as a gentleman. Really wish I could have said goodbye. RIP Robert Donuts, you will never be forgotten
Aw man, this isn't simpler times at all!.. I'd like to formally edit my comment and say that bob donuts was a national treasure, *bob* truly reminded me... of simpler, times. Gone too soon.. Edit again for that "wow! likes!" that every comment has to do when it gets popular: H-ho, oh... Oh shit... 4 likes... this is doin numbers!
Bob Donuts was a good friend of my father, they fought together in the Pirate Wars. One day a colonel comes to our door and breaks the news to us that my dad had died in battle. Bob Donuts was with him when it happened and he accompanied the colonel that day. Bob Donuts made me feel content with my father’s sacrifice and I was proud of his honourable actions. And here we are 20 years later, Bob Donuts has passed as well. He was a great man and he will be remembered as such. Quack on Bob, quack on… KNOWLEDGE KNOWLEDGE LEARN LEARN LEARN BECOME SMARTER
I can’t fucking believe Bob Donuts died like this, he was a loving father, and a generous man of God and he was taken too soon. He died for his country and for that we will never forget.
the way bob donuts stared into the abyss was nothing but admirable. he had the courage to stare into the unknown, directly challenging what humanity currently views as "life."
Bob donuts was the real deal, the looks, the charm, he could do anything, and he did but most importantly he was humble and wise beyond his years. He helped me in such a dark time and helped me meet the girl of my dreams, we still think about that day, when he disarmed that guy from creating an all-out bar brawl with a simple "Quack" god, what path guides a duck to be like him. o7
Bob Donuts ate my cat, put my lemonade stand out of business, ended my marriage, and stole my grapes. Uh other than that he was a pretty chill dude though, godspeed
bob donuts meant the world to me. i met him on a vacation in the everglades and it was love at first sight. i just kept getting lost in those eyes. i still miss him to this day.
Bob Donuts was.. well.. what can I say? He was just geneuine... one time I saw him and I said "Hey Bob donuts, how ya doin?" and he would say "Quack." and yknow what? That day he said that to me.. it was just powerful. He would always light up peoples day and valiently fight for others without hesitation.. Bob Donuts wasn't seen during his fight.. but..I believe it happened.. Bob Donuts wasnt just any regular duck.. he was a duck that meant a lot to the people and everyone around him. We will never forget you Bob Donuts... gone but not forgotten. May he rest in piece.
When I first heard the news that Bob Donuts had passed, it was a shock to my system. I couldn't process it for days. I would eat, drink, laugh, but it was all a farce. A routine. It was as if I was still in that same moment. But the day I heard that, rather than simply passing, but that he went down fighting zombie pirates for our country, it gave me some kind of hope. A strange kind of admiration, knowing he died for what we all believe in. He was gone, yes, but the effect he had and still has on us, those zombie pirates and, dare I say the entire world, will never leave us. Rest in Peace, Bob Donuts. Gone but not forgotten.
The world is a darker place now that Bob Donuts no longer walks its green gardens. I hope he was happy during his last moments. If there's anyone who'd ever deserve so, it'd be him.
Bob Donuts was like simpler times but in the present. He made a troubling future a simpler present. Thank you Bob Donuts for your courage under fire, your grand sense of humor, your leadership, but most of all, your friendship. You will be missed sweet prince..
I remember when I first met Bob Donuts. I saw him at Baskin Robbins, and asked him for a signature. He verbally abused me and beat the everloving shit out of me. I was in a full body cast for 5 months. What a kind soul, fly high Bob. Thank you for the memories...
I can never remarry after the loss of Robert Donuts. I don't think I can open my heart ever again from now on. But I'll be "moving forward" as Carson says.
Bob Donuts was more to me than a friend. He was like a father to me. When I was very young, I fell up the stairs, and landed on a lawnmower. You know who took me to the hospital? Bob Donuts. When my firstborn son had arrived, Bob Donuts was the doctor that was there for me. And most of all, I had to get a filling at the dentist. Bob Donuts brought me to Sonic Drive-In afterwards for chili dogs. Bob Donuts was a legend. I have witnessed miracles performed by Bob Donuts, like curing the blind ,and making those without legs learn to walk with their teeth. He truly did die for our sins. Rest in peace, animator.
bob donuts to me was an icon, a man to look up to everyday to push myself to become the best version of myself, without bob, i dont think i would be here right now...
Boy oh boy, Bob Donuts... where do I begin? You were the kind of mayor that stories are made of, a duck of rare distinction and valor. Your feathers gleamed under the golden sunlight as you stood atop the cobblestone, surveying the small but bustling town that had grown under your leadership. You weren't just the mayor; you were the soul of our community, the heart that kept everything beating steadily even in the face of adversity. Your quacks were legendary. Every morning, as the townsfolk went about their business, they'd hear your resounding call, echoing off the cobblestone streets and bouncing back from the nearby buildings. It was a sound that meant order, safety, and the start of another day under your watchful gaze. You kept a keen eye on everything, from the market stalls to the town square, ensuring that life in our little society was harmonious. But you were more than just a symbol of peace. When the pirates came, swooping down from the sky like a cloud of chaos, you stood your ground. You never moved from that small area of cobblestone, even as the battle raged around you. Your feathers ruffled in the wind as cannon fire exploded and swords clashed, but you didn't flinch. You quacked with the authority of a true leader, rallying the townspeople to fight for their home, their families, and their future. I remember the day when the pirates breached the town's defenses. Everyone ran for cover, but not you, Bob Donuts. You spread your wings wide and confronted the intruders, your eyes blazing with courage. It was a sight to behold, a single duck standing tall against a tide of lawlessness. The pirates laughed at first, mocking the idea that a duck could stand in their way. But they quickly realized that you were no ordinary duck; you were the embodiment of our town's spirit, and you wouldn't go down without a fight. You quacked, and the townspeople rallied. Your courage inspired them to take up arms and defend their homes. You led the charge, waddling fearlessly into the fray, and your bravery became the turning point in the battle. The pirates, caught off guard by your ferocity, began to retreat, their confidence shattered by a duck who refused to yield. Sadly, victory came at a great cost. You fell in battle, defending the town you loved. The cobblestone streets that had been your home for so long were stained with your sacrifice. The townspeople mourned your loss, knowing that they had lost a true hero, a mayor who had given everything to protect them. But they also knew that your legacy would live on, a reminder that even the smallest among us can make a difference. Bob Donuts, you were more than a duck; you were a legend. Your quacks still echo in the hearts of everyone who knew you, and your story will be told for generations to come. You proved that courage isn't measured by size but by the strength of one's convictions. You taught us what it means to stand up for what is right, no matter the odds, and for that, we will always be grateful. Rest in peace, Bob Donuts. You will never be forgotten.
I first met Bob Donuts when I was in a really dark place. Bob Donuts showed me kindness and respect when I felt I deserved it least. We broke bread, we shared passions, and we became friends. I will never forget the day I saw him kicking ass fighting pirates. His legacy will impact every generation that follows.
RIP
go back to streaming quacks
im sorry for your loss
Minecraft but Bob Donuts SUPPORTS me
I’d vote for bob donuts
You could almost say the dark hurts you
When the towers fell, Bob Donuts was the first on the scene. When we stormed the beaches of Normandy, Bob Donuts cleared the first path. When Carson took a year break and sent his proceeds to charity, Bob Donuts was the first to donate. We love you Bob Donuts, may thy thick corkscrew duck rod pierce a many maidens in Duck Heaven.
He truly had a wonderful shlong.
when the dark hurts you, bob donuts was the light.
The days pass, but time never moves. Bob Donuts was the anchor that brought us down to reality, and without him we are lost. Rest In Peace.
Rest in paradise bob donuts 🕊️🕊️🕊️
Carson, I had this idea for a video. You get your friends and you start a Minecraft survival world, but there's a twist. Whenever you go below a certain light level, you start taking DAMAGE. You could call the video something like "Minecraft, but the dark hurts you". Thank me later
That's insane dude, he should totally do that
This is genius, I hope he sees this. It would go VIRAL
bro put his time machine in the wrong direction
That’s been done before if I’m correct. Seems very familiar.
I know that’s the joke, I just like being a retard.
If only there was someone who could develop this idea!
"activate the machine" and it's the silliest gizmo ever
truly a goofy gadget if i say so myself
Literally every single time someone mentions a machine or a contraption, part of me predicts its gonna be the one that kills squidward
Press the button on the thingamajig
activate the whimsical paraphernalia
@@Ewumm invoke the amusing accompaniment
Minecraft, but looking at BlueLight causes you to lose your connection.
minecraft but the bluelight hurts you
@@piyo744 so im a developer...
@@piyo744 epilepsy
@@Potatbro and i made a plugin that makes the dark hurt you...
Bro he is literally everywhere lmao
Kudos to Carson & Co. for remembering the Minecraft Dependency this time for Crafting
The Funko bros
@@petrwarthursty2011 Don't threaten me with a good time
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Can we have a minute of silence in the comments for Bob Donuts?
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He will always hold a special place in our hearts 😞
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The innocent never live too long in the world of politics.
Bob Donuts said some controversial things in his past, but I'll be damned if he didn't loved his nation and their people. We are to carry on his legacy by living our lives to their fullest potential, and to be willing to give said life for the things we believe in. May generation to come never forget the name; Bob Donuts.
Breaking: Bob Donuts caught messaging underaged voters asking them for illicit photos.
Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts. The very mention of his name sends shivers down my spine, conjuring a whirlwind of emotions that I struggle to contain. To most, he was an enigma, a paradoxical figure straddling the line between civic leader and formidable warlord. But to me, to me he was everything. He was the embodiment of hope in a world consumed by chaos, a beacon of light in the darkest of times.
It's hard to imagine a time before Mayor Bob Donuts, before he rose from the ashes of obscurity to become the undisputed ruler of our city. He wasn't born into power, nor did he inherit it through some twisted stroke of fate. No, he earned it, clawed his way to the top with sheer determination and an unyielding resolve that left even his fiercest adversaries trembling in his wake.
I still remember the day he first announced his candidacy for mayor, standing tall and resolute in the face of overwhelming odds. The establishment scoffed, dismissed him as nothing more than a mere novelty, a sideshow attraction to be ridiculed and forgotten. But Bob Donuts was no ordinary man, and he proved that time and time again as he rallied the disenfranchised masses to his cause with nothing more than a simple promise: change.
And change he did. From the moment he took office, Mayor Bob Donuts set about transforming our city from the ground up, tearing down the old and rebuilding it in his own image. He was a force of nature, a whirlwind of activity and innovation that swept through the streets like a tidal wave, leaving no stone unturned in his quest for progress.
But it wasn't just his political acumen that endeared him to the people; it was his humanity, his unwavering dedication to the well-being of every citizen, no matter their station in life. He was a man of the people, by the people, and for the people, a rare breed of politician who actually cared more about serving his constituents than serving his own interests.
I'll never forget the countless hours he spent walking the streets, shaking hands and kissing babies, listening to the hopes and fears of those he swore to represent. He wasn't afraid to get his hands dirty, to wade into the trenches and fight alongside his fellow citizens in their darkest hour. He was a leader in the truest sense of the word, a guiding light in a world shrouded in darkness.
But Mayor Bob Donuts was more than just a politician; he was a warrior, a fierce defender of our city against the forces of tyranny and oppression that sought to tear it apart. He led us into battle with a courage and conviction that bordered on madness, a lone figure standing defiantly against the storm of chaos that threatened to consume us all.
I still remember the day the warlords came, their armies marching on our city like a horde of locusts descending upon a field of wheat. They thought they could intimidate us, crush our spirits beneath their iron heels and bend us to their will through fear and intimidation. But they underestimated the resolve of Mayor Bob Donuts and the people he had sworn to protect.
We fought tooth and nail, every man, woman, and child taking up arms against the onslaught with a ferocity born of desperation. It was a battle for the ages, a clash of titans that echoed through the annals of history like thunder rolling across the heavens. And in the end, it was Mayor Bob Donuts who emerged victorious, his unwavering resolve and indomitable spirit shattering the enemy's resolve like glass.
But victory came at a cost, a heavy toll that weighed heavily on our hearts in the days that followed. Many lives were lost, friends and loved ones torn from us in the prime of their youth, their sacrifices a bitter reminder of the price of freedom. And yet, through it all, Mayor Bob Donuts remained steadfast, a pillar of strength in a world that seemed intent on tearing itself apart.
In the aftermath of the war, our city lay in ruins, a shattered reflection of its former glory. But Mayor Bob Donuts refused to be defeated, refused to let the sacrifices of those who had fallen be in vain. He rolled up his sleeves and set about rebuilding our city from the ground up, brick by brick, stone by stone, until it rose from the ashes like a phoenix reborn.
And amidst the rubble and chaos, there was hope. Hope for a brighter tomorrow, a future where peace and prosperity reigned supreme and the horrors of war were nothing more than a distant memory. It was a dream that Mayor Bob Donuts dared to dream, a dream that he would stop at nothing to see realized.
But fate, it seems, had other plans. For even as our city began to heal, tragedy struck with the sudden and unexpected passing of Mayor Bob Donuts, a cruel twist of fate that left us all reeling in shock and disbelief. He was gone, taken from us far too soon, his larger-than-life presence extinguished like a candle in the wind.
In the days that followed, we mourned. We mourned for the man who had given everything for the people he loved, who had sacrificed his own happiness for the greater good. We mourned for the dreams that would never be realized, for the future that would never come to pass. But most of all, we mourned for ourselves, for the void that had been left in our hearts with Mayor Bob Donuts' passing.
And yet, amidst the sorrow and despair, there was a glimmer of hope. For even in death, Mayor Bob Donuts' legacy lived on, a testament to the power of one man's vision and the indomitable spirit of a city united in the face of adversity. He may have been taken from us, but his memory would never fade, his spirit would never die.
So now, as I stand here amidst the ruins of our city, I can't help but feel a sense of gratitude. Gratitude for the man who gave everything so that we might have a chance at a better tomorrow. Gratitude for the lessons he taught us, the values he instilled in us, the love he showed us each and every day.
Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts. He meant everything to me, to us, to our city. And though he may be gone, his legacy will live on forever in the hearts and minds of those who were fortunate enough to know him.
Now let me tell you about the day he was slain,
The day dawned with a deceptive calm, the city bathed in the soft light of morning as its inhabitants stirred from their slumber, oblivious to the storm that was brewing on the horizon. Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts, ever the vigilant guardian of our city, had risen with the sun, his mind already buzzing with plans for the day ahead. Little did he know that fate had woven a tapestry of tragedy that would forever alter the course of our history.
It was midday when the first whispers of trouble reached our ears, rumors trickling through the labyrinthine streets like tendrils of smoke curling from a smoldering ember. Pirates, they said, pirates were lurking in the shadows, their nefarious intentions shrouded in mystery and malice. Mayor Bob Donuts wasted no time in mobilizing the city's defenses, his voice ringing out like a clarion call to arms as he rallied the citizenry to stand united against the impending threat.
I still remember the tension in the air as we waited, breathless with anticipation, for the first sign of the enemy's approach. And then, like a bolt from the blue, they struck, their arrival heralded by the thunderous crash of splintering wood and the shrill cries of the wounded. Mayor Bob Donuts sprang into action, his every movement a symphony of determination and resolve as he led his troops into battle against the marauding horde.
But it was not on the battlefield that the true drama unfolded. No, it was in a small, nondescript room tucked away in the heart of the city that the fate of our beloved mayor would be decided. For it was there, in that cramped and claustrophobic space, that Mayor Bob Donuts found himself face to face with his most formidable adversary yet: the pirate captain himself.
I watched in horror as the pirate captain burst into the room, his eyes ablaze with a primal fury that sent shivers down my spine. He was a towering figure, his presence filling the room with a palpable sense of menace as he advanced upon Mayor Bob Donuts with all the grace and power of a predatory beast stalking its prey.
But Mayor Bob Donuts was not one to cower in the face of danger. With a steely resolve born of years of hardship and adversity, he squared his shoulders and met the pirate captain's gaze head-on, his every fiber vibrating with a fierce determination to protect his city at any cost.
And then, in the blink of an eye, the room erupted into chaos. Blades clashed and sparks flew as Mayor Bob Donuts and the pirate captain engaged in a deadly dance of death, their every movement a testament to the raw power and unyielding resolve that burned within them both.
But fate, it seems, had other plans. For even as Mayor Bob Donuts fought with all the strength and courage he could muster, the pirate captain proved to be a formidable adversary, his skill with a blade matched only by his ruthless determination to emerge victorious.
I watched in horror as Mayor Bob Donuts stumbled backwards, a crimson stain spreading across his chest like a grotesque tableau of tragedy. He fought on, his every breath a testament to his unwavering resolve, but it was clear that the end was near.
And then, with a final, defiant cry, Mayor Bob Donuts fell, his lifeblood mingling with the dust of the floor as he breathed his last. The pirate captain stood victorious, his triumph tainted by the knowledge of the price he had paid for it.
In that moment, as I stood there amidst the wreckage of that small, nondescript room, I knew that our city would never be the same again. Mayor and Warlord Bob Donuts, the man who had meant everything to me, to us, to our city, was gone, taken from us in the prime of his life by the cruel hand of fate.
But even in death, his legacy would live on, a beacon of hope in a world consumed by darkness. For as long as we carry his memory in our hearts, Mayor Bob Donuts will never truly be gone. He will live on in the stories we tell, in the songs we sing, and in the indomitable spirit of the city he loved so dearly.
i aint reading all that
@@viuhtndude
I'm crying
I'm munting
"So I'm a developer" gives off very strong "Weapon reskins" energy.
Holy shit this is so true
7:02 That's a tarantula hawk, it's a wasp that hunts tarantulas and lays its eggs inside them when they're still alive. Coyote Peterson got stung by one once
He’s been stung by almost everything that won’t kill him, of course he has
@@Dootalt he got one-upped by steve irwin. of course he had to go out in a blaze of glory.
@@8oku indeed, indeed.
Oh I just thought it was a Cazadore from Fallout
Hawk...
Bob Donuts helped save my mariage, motivated me to work out, and kept my house from falling into a wormhole while fighting the Zombie Pirates. May he rest in peace.
Edit: Theres no fucking way 65 of yall actual liked this comment, you pressed like because you thought you needed to, didnt you
you gotta love a good NullPointerException
Bob Donuts was the greatest politician and philanthropist of his time. His never-ending fight for peace and justice was truly an inspiration. God Bless.
I’m remembering that during the previous modded world, gavin mentioned having dreams about a duck… was this foreshadowing to Bob Donuts?
You better make this pack available
I beg
i hope not
please do
I wish Carson would
If I see Dekunut6714 commenting about something hurting you again, I will do unsightly things to him...
You are not gonna believe this..
What
TH-cam comments, but the MongoTarzan hurts you
Personally, I never knew Bob very well. But the few times I met him. he made me feel invincible. Robert "Bob" Donuts meant the world to me. If I had the chance, Id take his place in that grave. He may have died, but he died fighting for our country. Thank you Bob. Our hero may now rest in peace.
26:50 legendary reference
Jordan Moron
"But you know what I love more than money, knowledge"
I not only looked to Bob as a leader but also as a guide. When all other role models faltered, Bob was able to stand strong and would never back down. Moving forward, I will always remember him for what he was: A God Damn Hero.
Bob was gone too early for this world. One time, after witnessing two people being shot and killed, he gave me $100 for my troubles. He even showed me his gun he had for self defense. Such a kindhearted and wholespirited duck.
Bob Donuts really meant a lot to me, he changed my life for the better. I think we should all never forget his glory of fighting those fierce pirates, with a simple phrase like “Never Forget”. There needs to be banned Doritos commercials named after Bob Donuts. We must carry on the legacy of Bob Donuts.
RIP Bob Donuts
Never in my many years of living did I think that Knut would be in a CallMeCarson Video.
26:52 I can't believe how he criticized CaptainSparkles or whoever he visited a few years back and shamed him for having a picture of his car in his garage and yet, he does the same.
wow what a hypocrite
Bob Donuts. Gone but never forgotten
“quack”
There is absolutely no way munting is a thing anyone has done ever. Somebody has to have just made that word up and given it the wildest definition they could think of.
"No one should be honored for doing what is expected."
-Bob Donuts.
bob donuts would never say that, he would say "quack" - bob donuts
@@dmonimoni6883 You just don't understand him like how I do. Our pasts are very similar, we both lost a lot of people at an age where we felt powerless.
@@rfwmhello rfwm i enjoy your 🔥 music!
@@MetaDataXvro Aye thanks m8
@@rfwm no problem!
wasn't expecting Wildfire's female gender mod to make an appearance in a cmc vid
Minecraft but the inertia hurts you
Inertia is a property of matter, but the Bill Nye hurts you
21:04 as a person with a uterus, sounds about right. That’s just all technical terminology w/ biology tho- I feel like we should replace more words with gnarpy talk
From the moment I met him, I knew he was a true leader. No one will ever compare to our legendary mayor, he will be missed. Rest in peace Bob Donuts. o7
7 quadribilion views in 3 seconds!!! it's over.
fell off
RIP Bob Donuts; he sat in a cage all fucking day and ruled with valor and confidence, the likes of which were, are, and will forever be unmatched by civilization as we know it.
I knew Bob Donuts when I was in highschool, he was a very charismatic, nice and well respected student. One time there was a kid being bullied by a group of thugs, while everyone else stared, Bob Donuts would step in and fought them back. And when I was outside besides school, I kept seeing him guiding the elderly around town, crossing the roads, bringing their groceries. And when I asked why is he so nice to everyone, he says "Quack.". And then I realized, and understand. He was the man for the people, we don't deserve him, but god damn do we need him. I'm destroyed to hear he died, but Bob Donuts died doing what he always do, serving the people, and his country. God bless Bob Donuts, may he rest in peace 🕊️
Bob Donuts was not only a mayor, leader, martial artist, and Saint, but was also a friend to all, rich or poor, young or old, kind or bitter, rest in peace Mr. Donuts
Today, we gather to honor the memory of Bob Donuts, the beloved Mayor of Society, a duck whose leadership transcended species boundaries and brought us together in unity and harmony. Bob's quacks of wisdom echoed through the streets, guiding us with his compassionate heart and unwavering dedication to the community. As he waddled through the challenges, he led with grace and humility, leaving an indelible mark on our hearts. Though he may have flown away from us now, his legacy of kindness and service will forever remain etched in the fabric of our society. Rest in peace, dear Mayor Bob Donuts, may your wings carry you to eternal tranquility.
Huh, YEAH! If this was my modpack I’d name it the FREAKYPACK but most people wouldn’t get it lmao
It was over. My car had caught fire, and I was too weak to move after the crash. The fire slowly approached me, and I knew that my time had come.
Just as I had accepted my fate, a flash of yellow filled my vision, and before I knew it, I was lying in the arms of a feathery duck creature. I passed out shortly after, and woke up in the hospital.
I never did get to ask him his name, but I know in my heart that it was Bob Donuts who has pulled me from my destroyed vehicle, saving me from burning to death.
To hear that the man who saved my life is now dead from zombie pirates devastates me to no end. Rest in peace my beloved Bob Donuts. May you quack on forever in heaven.
Robert E. Donuts meant more to me than you could possibly imagine. He was like a brother to me and helped me through countless struggles. I will never forget the day when I found out I had stage 2 lung cancer and he said to me "Quack". He was a duck beyond words, and a poet that will be remembered for weeks. RIP my sweet angel.
Wonderful to see you finally join the SDMP as well! ☺️☺️🥰🤗😁
is there any way we can be granted access to such a divine blessing of a modpack 🤔
If Carson would be so kind
Bob Donuts and I went way back. He took an artillery shell for me back in 1916. He was a good man and will live on as one in our hearts. R.I.P
o7
4:50 atanyratdatiwatwerwhonadodoo
- Winston Churchill
Minecraft but the modpack hurts you
This bench is dedicated to Mayor Donuts
Guy googling: “Dude, you’re not gonna believe this…he was a DUCK”
Everything.
He meant everything.
Bob Donuts arrived in that ship just when I needed him, he spoke in runes, I had to teach him English, however, the accident left him able to only speak in short stints. Bob Donuts truly did help us all.
34:36 CDU JUMPSCARE
no comment on the absolute MILKERS on his skin in the beginning of the video
Thanks man
@@Ryhon anytime my guy
Bob donuts, he was my mentor in the hardest of times. Sure, he wasn’t entirely in with the times, made some hot takes, got banned on twitter, had tf2 bot accounts, but all of that is merely part of his charm
Fly high bob, fly high.
bob donuts meant everything to me and many others. i think I speak for all of us when I say bob donuts was an inspiration and someone that we should all strive to be. I have so many fond memories of bob donuts. like that one time he took me fishing and gave me life advice, or when he taught me how to ride a bike. I pray that his soul may rest in piece in Valhalla as he died as a true hero would, in battle fighting for what he believed in.
Bob donuts died knowing in death his singular act of dedication would be worth a lifetime of service. What he did in his career is what most would fail to realize and achieve in a lifetime of petty bureaucracy, and that career - is one measured in mere hours - yet bestowed an impact that will be measured and impactful in terms of eons
he awesome
Was wondering when you would've upload a video of this modpack, also where can we download said pack?
Tag me in the comment if he does
I’d like to know as well
BOB DONUTS single handily restored my faith....IN EVERYTHING
29:30 i never forgot🌌
why is there an intro 26:39 seconds in
Carson, being apart of the Funko Bros, has made a terrifically creative, witty, and humourous compilation of moments from his various Minecraft Streams! This really got quite a kick out of me and a few others I assume! What a guy, you truly are the pinnacle of whatever man
Bob Donuts was my godfather
Bob Donuts saved me from a catastrophic house fire in 2005 when I was just a baby. I know it's weird to have memories from when you're barely a year old, but I can still remember how graceful he was when jumping from the third story window and using his body as a cushion for me. I made sure to shake his hand as a gentleman. Really wish I could have said goodbye. RIP Robert Donuts, you will never be forgotten
They say that Bob Donuts died without a single scar on his back, as he never ran away from a fight.
Aw man, this isn't simpler times at all!..
I'd like to formally edit my comment and say that bob donuts was a national treasure, *bob* truly reminded me... of simpler, times.
Gone too soon..
Edit again for that "wow! likes!" that every comment has to do when it gets popular: H-ho, oh... Oh shit... 4 likes... this is doin numbers!
Bob Donuts was a good friend of my father, they fought together in the Pirate Wars. One day a colonel comes to our door and breaks the news to us that my dad had died in battle. Bob Donuts was with him when it happened and he accompanied the colonel that day. Bob Donuts made me feel content with my father’s sacrifice and I was proud of his honourable actions. And here we are 20 years later, Bob Donuts has passed as well. He was a great man and he will be remembered as such. Quack on Bob, quack on…
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I can’t fucking believe Bob Donuts died like this, he was a loving father, and a generous man of God and he was taken too soon.
He died for his country and for that we will never forget.
the way bob donuts stared into the abyss was nothing but admirable. he had the courage to stare into the unknown, directly challenging what humanity currently views as "life."
Bob donuts was the real deal, the looks, the charm, he could do anything, and he did but most importantly he was humble and wise beyond his years.
He helped me in such a dark time and helped me meet the girl of my dreams, we still think about that day, when he disarmed that guy from creating an all-out bar brawl with a simple "Quack" god, what path guides a duck to be like him.
o7
Bob Donuts ate my cat, put my lemonade stand out of business, ended my marriage, and stole my grapes. Uh other than that he was a pretty chill dude though, godspeed
are you planning on releasing this modpack? it is full of whimsy and blocks
I am hoping he releases it
bob donuts meant the world to me. i met him on a vacation in the everglades and it was love at first sight. i just kept getting lost in those eyes. i still miss him to this day.
Bob Donuts was.. well.. what can I say? He was just geneuine... one time I saw him and I said "Hey Bob donuts, how ya doin?" and he would say "Quack." and yknow what? That day he said that to me.. it was just powerful. He would always light up peoples day and valiently fight for others without hesitation.. Bob Donuts wasn't seen during his fight.. but..I believe it happened.. Bob Donuts wasnt just any regular duck.. he was a duck that meant a lot to the people and everyone around him. We will never forget you Bob Donuts... gone but not forgotten. May he rest in piece.
RIP Bob Donuts you would have loved simpler times
The only town mayor who rules with both action and words, Even passed while doing so. Fly high, Sir Donuts. Will always be in our hearts.
When I first heard the news that Bob Donuts had passed, it was a shock to my system. I couldn't process it for days. I would eat, drink, laugh, but it was all a farce. A routine. It was as if I was still in that same moment. But the day I heard that, rather than simply passing, but that he went down fighting zombie pirates for our country, it gave me some kind of hope. A strange kind of admiration, knowing he died for what we all believe in. He was gone, yes, but the effect he had and still has on us, those zombie pirates and, dare I say the entire world, will never leave us.
Rest in Peace, Bob Donuts. Gone but not forgotten.
33 likes in one minute? Bro fell on
Keep up the grind Carson
is this a modpack we can get access to? it looks fun
I’d like access
we love modded minecraft man best mc series you make in this channel
Genuinely one of the funniest streams youve made
The world is a darker place now that Bob Donuts no longer walks its green gardens. I hope he was happy during his last moments. If there's anyone who'd ever deserve so, it'd be him.
35:06 they had an opportunity to loss here and they didnt and that really says a lot about society
IM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES RIGHT NOW PLEASE
The Zombie Pirates had to take Bob Donuts sleeping, for if Bob had been awake, there would have been a fight.
20:46 Does anyone know whats the name of the theme that he uses for his ad breaks? I cannot for the life of me find it
Kirby’s return to dreamland Beyond the hill.
@@ohgodwhy5626 THANK YOU, I KNEW IT WAS KIRBY, I DIDNT KNOW IF IT WAS AN OFFICIAL THEME OR NOT, YOURE A LIFESAVER 😭😭😭😭🙏🙏
Bob Donuts was like simpler times but in the present. He made a troubling future a simpler present. Thank you Bob Donuts for your courage under fire, your grand sense of humor, your leadership, but most of all, your friendship. You will be missed sweet prince..
0:05 hey hey hey pizza tower spotted 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥
Waking up to “get out of the house” asmr was never something I expected
Bob Donuts got my dog off heroin in the 90s... never forget o7
I remember when I first met Bob Donuts. I saw him at Baskin Robbins, and asked him for a signature. He verbally abused me and beat the everloving shit out of me. I was in a full body cast for 5 months.
What a kind soul, fly high Bob.
Thank you for the memories...
2:57 great bit
If you are referring to the creeper girl scene then I agree
@@2soupy4uI meant the "notch had a brother" bit 😭
Carson, Do you think you could make the download link to this modpack public? This seems really fun and I'd love to play it with my friends
I can never remarry after the loss of Robert Donuts. I don't think I can open my heart ever again from now on. But I'll be "moving forward" as Carson says.
Bob Donuts was more to me than a friend. He was like a father to me. When I was very young, I fell up the stairs, and landed on a lawnmower. You know who took me to the hospital? Bob Donuts. When my firstborn son had arrived, Bob Donuts was the doctor that was there for me. And most of all, I had to get a filling at the dentist. Bob Donuts brought me to Sonic Drive-In afterwards for chili dogs. Bob Donuts was a legend.
I have witnessed miracles performed by Bob Donuts, like curing the blind ,and making those without legs learn to walk with their teeth. He truly did die for our sins.
Rest in peace, animator.
3:05
Yeah we do that sometimes
Do you know that woman?
Not anymore, she blew up
We do that some times
Women are a lot like sharks and bears, nature's best friends. Sometimes, sharks blow up
What bob meant to me:
Time to wake up
Will he be missed:
Probably
bob donuts to me was an icon, a man to look up to everyday to push myself to become the best version of myself, without bob, i dont think i would be here right now...
Returns me to once less convoluted eras...
Bob donuts was like a father to me
being so honest, knut being in carsons stream is the absolute last thing i would've ever expected in my entire life
Boy oh boy, Bob Donuts... where do I begin? You were the kind of mayor that stories are made of, a duck of rare distinction and valor. Your feathers gleamed under the golden sunlight as you stood atop the cobblestone, surveying the small but bustling town that had grown under your leadership. You weren't just the mayor; you were the soul of our community, the heart that kept everything beating steadily even in the face of adversity.
Your quacks were legendary. Every morning, as the townsfolk went about their business, they'd hear your resounding call, echoing off the cobblestone streets and bouncing back from the nearby buildings. It was a sound that meant order, safety, and the start of another day under your watchful gaze. You kept a keen eye on everything, from the market stalls to the town square, ensuring that life in our little society was harmonious.
But you were more than just a symbol of peace. When the pirates came, swooping down from the sky like a cloud of chaos, you stood your ground. You never moved from that small area of cobblestone, even as the battle raged around you. Your feathers ruffled in the wind as cannon fire exploded and swords clashed, but you didn't flinch. You quacked with the authority of a true leader, rallying the townspeople to fight for their home, their families, and their future.
I remember the day when the pirates breached the town's defenses. Everyone ran for cover, but not you, Bob Donuts. You spread your wings wide and confronted the intruders, your eyes blazing with courage. It was a sight to behold, a single duck standing tall against a tide of lawlessness. The pirates laughed at first, mocking the idea that a duck could stand in their way. But they quickly realized that you were no ordinary duck; you were the embodiment of our town's spirit, and you wouldn't go down without a fight.
You quacked, and the townspeople rallied. Your courage inspired them to take up arms and defend their homes. You led the charge, waddling fearlessly into the fray, and your bravery became the turning point in the battle. The pirates, caught off guard by your ferocity, began to retreat, their confidence shattered by a duck who refused to yield.
Sadly, victory came at a great cost. You fell in battle, defending the town you loved. The cobblestone streets that had been your home for so long were stained with your sacrifice. The townspeople mourned your loss, knowing that they had lost a true hero, a mayor who had given everything to protect them. But they also knew that your legacy would live on, a reminder that even the smallest among us can make a difference.
Bob Donuts, you were more than a duck; you were a legend. Your quacks still echo in the hearts of everyone who knew you, and your story will be told for generations to come. You proved that courage isn't measured by size but by the strength of one's convictions. You taught us what it means to stand up for what is right, no matter the odds, and for that, we will always be grateful. Rest in peace, Bob Donuts. You will never be forgotten.