06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: beep boop |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: ping |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: pong |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: poop |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: HI AM MATT |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: AND YOU CAN'T PROVE I'M NOT hehe |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: HI MATT I'M MATT |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: I am either Matt or Matt or Matt or Matt. But I am most certainly not Matt. I might be Katt. |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: I am Matt I made a poem Not the bard, I mean the other Matt The poem was irrelevant I rhymed Matt with Matt Oh well I didn't win in poetry But you lost the game |
06 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: Ode to Matt A poem in five stanzas: I am Matt Matt am I I like to rhyme But the best rhymes end in orange |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: Y’all gawkers and starers, Imitators and players Vote Matthew for mayor Go ahead chump I dare ye Cuz suckers are borin’ writers with poor skin I’m shutting your door, friends While eating this orange |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: BRAVO! A tip of the hat to the true Matt! The one who amazes while everyone gazes. Like staring at the sun is reading his puns. Which are set in rhyme form all while eating his orange. |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: this was painful to read |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: Russia has worth overload wow |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: Oh okay it says identity in global LOL |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: GLORIOUS RUSSIA HAVE MAXIMUM WORTH FOR PROSPERITY OF PROLETARIAT |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: RODINA BET BIG TO ACQUIRE MORE WORTH FOR TO CRUSH CAPTIALIAT SCUM |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: Did Russian just declare war on everyone? |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: Suck it, Dawg! No Italy for you! |
07 May 24 UTC | Spring, 1901: No Italy for Dawg... yet. Lots of game to play still |