Could Axl Rose sue me for my Fictional Axl Rose story? :/

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Originally Posted by MisterV

Karen, Axl most assuredly COULD sue you; whether he chooses to do so is up to him.

It is pointed out that you are "judgment proof:" that only would affect his ability to force you to pay him, but Axl (the real one, not the gay time traveling doppelganger you created) could still seek other relief from the court, namely a restraining order against you.

Whether the court would grant it is difficult to say, but he could certainly drag you into court if he chose to.

Frankly I'd be surprised if he bothered given the very limited audience who have read or will read your tale of time travel, doubles and blow jobs but maybe he'll be feeling frisky.

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I had no idea that the real Axl Rose was a Member on that other Website when I wrote the Fictional Axl Rose story. I made my Fictional Axl Rose a good Protagonist, so I think the ONLY thing the real Axl Rose could sue me for is the gay parts and I ONLY had my Fictional Axl Rose have sex with Billy twice and then I thought,"The real Axl Rose might be VERY upset if I constantly have my Fictional Axl Rose have sex with Billy, so after that, I just had them kiss, hold hands, hug, and cuddle.

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Originally Posted by Garnabby

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Originally Posted by theywontpayontuesday

So yeah it's something considered to be breaking our laws on trademarks and copyrights. I think we take this site to be practically members only and as a matter of fact, nobody actually reads lots of our posts and maybe an argument could be made it was private use because since only 10 or so people care to post, about that many visit and read some of our stuff. It is funny to picture the axl rose we remember standing there from the 90s and not the man 35 years older. Took me quite too long to think of this, but it could be considered satire which is protected speech.

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I think that these guys would eat a mile of Tasha's shit to see where it comes from. Ha.

Will have to put it through the solver - must mean something else.

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Unfortunately not, but, interestingly, the thus solution here seems to be to remove all of the o's but one, for Tasha's asshole to remain for the gang to home in on. Ha. Nasty business.

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Originally Posted by Garnabby

I think that these guys wXuld eat a mile Xf Tasha's shit tO see where it cXmes frXm. Ha.

Will have tX put it thrXugh the sXlver - must mean sXmething else.

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Incidentally, it's the solver that puts in the asterisks. The letters are still there, but thus covered up.

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Originally Posted by Tasha

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Originally Posted by MisterV

Karen, Axl most assuredly COULD sue you; whether he chooses to do so is up to him.

It is pointed out that you are "judgment proof:" that only would affect his ability to force you to pay him, but Axl (the real one, not the gay time traveling doppelganger you created) could still seek other relief from the court, namely a restraining order against you.

Whether the court would grant it is difficult to say, but he could certainly drag you into court if he chose to.

Frankly I'd be surprised if he bothered given the very limited audience who have read or will read your tale of time travel, doubles and blow jobs but maybe he'll be feeling frisky.

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I had no idea that the real Axl Rose was a Member on that other Website when I wrote the Fictional Axl Rose story. I made my Fictional Axl Rose a good Protagonist, so I think the ONLY thing the real Axl Rose could sue me for is the gay parts and I ONLY had my Fictional Axl Rose have sex with Billy twice and then I thought,"The real Axl Rose might be VERY upset if I constantly have my Fictional Axl Rose have sex with Billy, so after that, I just had them kiss, hold hands, hug, and cuddle.

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To try to prevent him some suing you if he sees that, you might want to go back on that other website with an untraceable sock and write some different material to distract him by making it much worse.

Have him sneak into hospitals and booty rape straight men in comas. Then have him pay homeless guys in back alleys to blow them. Sneak into farms and rape pigs. Things of that nature, the worse the better.

Then when he sees that on your untraceable sock, he’ll ignore the tamer stuff that can be traced back to you.

Use an AI like ChatGPT to help you word it so the language and writing style doesn’t look the same as your main account.

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Originally Posted by DGenBen

To try to prevent him some suing you if he sees that, you might want to go back on that other website with an untraceable sock and write some different material to distract him by making it much worse.

Have him sneak into hospitals and booty rape straight men in comas. Then have him pay homeless guys in back alleys to blow them. Sneak into farms and rape pigs. Things of that nature, the worse the better.

Then when he sees that on your untraceable sock, he’ll ignore the tamer stuff that can be traced back to you.

Use an AI like ChatGPT to help you word it so the language and writing style doesn’t look the same as your main account.

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Good plan, except the free AIs won't help you write or edit anything too explicit, and I don't think Tasha can afford one of the paid versions that are supposedly less restrictive. Also the real Axl Rose might end up inspired by the hard core fiction and become a serial killer for real. Might be safer for Tasha to hitch hike up to Canada and hide out in Garnabby's igloo. She could trade housekeeping services and blowjobs for room and board. I suspect Garnabby's interaction here with Tasha is the closest thing he may have to a girlfriend.

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Originally Posted by pinchingyourballs

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Originally Posted by DGenBen

To try to prevent him some suing you if he sees that, you might want to go back on that other website with an untraceable sock and write some different material to distract him by making it much worse.

Have him sneak into hospitals and booty rape straight men in comas. Then have him pay homeless guys in back alleys to blow them. Sneak into farms and rape pigs. Things of that nature, the worse the better.

Then when he sees that on your untraceable sock, he’ll ignore the tamer stuff that can be traced back to you.

Use an AI like ChatGPT to help you word it so the language and writing style doesn’t look the same as your main account.

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Good plan, except the free AIs won't help you write or edit anything too explicit, and I don't think Tasha can afford one of the paid versions that are supposedly less restrictive. Also the real Axl Rose might end up inspired by the hard core fiction and become a serial killer for real. Might be safer for Tasha to hitch hike up to Canada and hide out in Garnabby's igloo. She could trade housekeeping services and blowjobs for room and board. I suspect Garnabby's interaction here with Tasha is the closest thing he may have to a girlfriend.

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Good point but I had considered that.

When you have the AI rewrite it, all you need to do is substitute non explicit words in your text when you paste it to AI and then change them back to explicit words when it gives you the new text.

For example, he hugged men in comas, paid homeless guys in back alleys to let him comb them, and snuck onto farms to rate their pigs.

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Originally Posted by DGenBen

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Originally Posted by pinchingyourballs

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Originally Posted by DGenBen

To try to prevent him some suing you if he sees that, you might want to go back on that other website with an untraceable sock and write some different material to distract him by making it much worse.

Have him sneak into hospitals and booty rape straight men in comas. Then have him pay homeless guys in back alleys to blow them. Sneak into farms and rape pigs. Things of that nature, the worse the better.

Then when he sees that on your untraceable sock, he’ll ignore the tamer stuff that can be traced back to you.

Use an AI like ChatGPT to help you word it so the language and writing style doesn’t look the same as your main account.

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Good plan, except the free AIs won't help you write or edit anything too explicit, and I don't think Tasha can afford one of the paid versions that are supposedly less restrictive. Also the real Axl Rose might end up inspired by the hard core fiction and become a serial killer for real. Might be safer for Tasha to hitch hike up to Canada and hide out in Garnabby's igloo. She could trade housekeeping services and blowjobs for room and board. I suspect Garnabby's interaction here with Tasha is the closest thing he may have to a girlfriend.

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Good point but I had considered that.

When you have the AI rewrite it, all you need to do is substitute non explicit words in your text when you paste it to AI and then change them back to explicit words when it gives you the new text.

For example, he hugged men in comas, paid homeless guys in back alleys to let him comb them, and snuck onto farms to rate their pigs.

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We wouldn't want to send MrV flying off the shitty plow handle into another years long fresh fucked fox psychotic "story telling" break after, finally, coming to his senses for a while. Ha.

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Originally Posted by Garnabby

We wouldn't want to send MrV flying off the shitty plow handle into another years long fresh fucked fox psychotic "story telling" break after, finally, coming to his senses for a while. Ha.

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P.S. Looking for something is a horrible way to find it. Ha.

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Originally Posted by Garnabby

We wouldn't want to send MrV flying off the shitty plow handle into another years long fresh fucked fox psychotic "story telling" break after, finally, coming to his senses for a while. Ha.

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Why not?

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Zippy and Doo Dah, the town's two startled resident polar bears, let fly a blizzard of bear shit as the train passed them, entering the frozen wasteland of Kitchener, Canada.

The hirsute beasts did not espy the nubian asexual who looked a lot like that Huxstable woman on the Cosby show as she alit from her hiding spot in a box car, shaking snow off her hideous handbag, her teeth chattering like wind up fake choppers.

"I and I is finally here" she ruminated; "Now to find me 'dis garnabby mo-fo."

Karen asked the ticket clerk at the train station where garnabby lived.

"Garnabby, garnabby...never heard of him."

"How about Thomas H. Clines?"

"Oh, him? He lives in that igloo over there next to the sewage treatment plant. Weird dude, drinks his own urine, says he has tiger blood. What business have you with him?"

"He doesn't seem to hate me like most of them do so I and I figured he'll let me stay with him fo' awhile. I and I needs to lay low, I and I scammed some bingo parlors and stiffed some casino friends."

"Well be careful, that man has a history of strange behavior. Why only last month he got all scratched up when he tried to make Doo Dah give him a horsey ride. The elevator doesn't go all the way to his top floor if you know what I mean."

Thus informed, Karen trudged through the yellow snow to a forlorn igloo with a pogo stick leaning against its side.

"Time for a new adventure" mused the Jamaican transplant.

Tomás H. Clinez relaxed his sphincter and dropped a baby seal on the floor of Mohammed's Chicken Shack, where he was the sole employee on duty. He was also the sole inhabitant of the shack at the moment, as most of the townspeople had better things to do than eat chicken at 5:55 AM. His to-do list included cleaning the deep fryer, but he was more fascinated by the poo on the floor. Deftly, with the leg of one of the chairs, he smeared his droppings to and fro until he had "painted" the visage of a woman. He did not know where he had seen this woman before, but she felt familiar. His poo portrait vaguely resembled that Huxtable woman, but plumper. "I must find this woman!" he said out loud into the void of the empty restaurant, then he took off his work apron and ditched his shift for the day, off to find the woman of his painting.

Enroute to his igloo Mr. Clines espied his fellow town folk, all wallowing in abject misery; he smiled.

"That will teach those fools to take life seriously. Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily, life is but a dream."

While humming this, his "theme song" he noticed a stranger standing outside of his humble abode, grabbing and eating chicken legs kept in her hideous handbag.

"Got one of those legs for me?"

"Is you 'dat garnabby dude?"

"Sometimes. You can call me what you want, just don't call me late to dinner. ha ha ha."

The attempt at humor fell flat.

"I and I is Karen, aka Nathan: you knows, from 'dem gamblin' boards."

The hungry Canuck studied her and concluded she was wanting.

"Well you better come in, we need to talk. Have I told you about my theory of everything?"

And with that he spent over a half hour munching her dried out Popeye's chicken while "explaining" his TOE, stopping only when he noticed his guest was snoring and drooling.

"Harrumph" he thought; "now's my chance."

Without further ado he smelled her nappy hair, causing paroxysms of pleasure; he then removed her Dollar Store shoes and sucked her toes, causing her to awaken from her brief slumber."

"Hey, I and I is asexual" she advised, only to hear "so am I" in response.

They stared deeply into one another's eyes, then each cracked just the slightest hint of a smile.

On the theme of 5's again, remove three for me, and, one for MrV=5.

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Originally Posted by MisterV

Thus informed, Karen trudged through the yellow 5now to a forlorn igloo with a pogo 5tick leaning against its 5ide.

"Time for a new adventure" mu5ed the Jamaican transplant.

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To kill two birds with one stone. Ha.

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Originally Posted by pinchingyourballs

Tomás H. Clinez relaxed his sphincter and dropped a baby seal on the floor of Mohammed's Chicken Shack, where he was the sole employee on duty. He was also the sole inhabitant of the shack at the moment, as most of the townspeople had better things to do than eat chicken at 5:55 AM. His to-do list included cleaning the deep fryer, but he was more fascinated by the poo on the floor. Deftly, with the leg of one of the chairs, he smeared his droppings to and fro until he had "painted" the visage of a woman. He did not know where he had seen this woman before, but she felt familiar. His poo portrait vaguely resembled that Huxtable woman, but plumper. "I must find this woman!" he said out loud into the void of the empty restaurant, then he took off his work apron and ditched his shift for the day, off to find the woman of his painting.

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https://youtu.be/Dn8hZ7HYQ38

Notice that the length of the video is 3:43 ---> 343 = 7*7*7 ---> 777, the complement, from the other universe, of 555 - by flipping a 7 with a tail over to a 5.

He "sings" the 555 bit at 1:10 ---> 110 =(11*5 + 55) ---> 1/555, and 2:36 ---> 236 = [(1 - 15) + 50*5] ---> 1/555.

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Originally Posted by MisterV

"Hey, I and I is a5exual" she advised, only to hear "5o am I" in respon5e.

They stared deeply into one another's eye5, then each cracked just the slightest hint of a smile.

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Make that three birds with one stone. Ha.

"Gimme 'dat" barked Karen as she reclaimed her hideous handbag and munched merrily on a greasy thigh.

Garnabby studied the sight in front of him...curious...he rarely had visitors and a woman visitor was almost unheard of.

"Alas," he thought: "my TOE has no provision for me getting laid...I revel solely in the intellectual realm."

The visage he espied did nothing to inflame either his ardor or his private parts; "too bad she's not a lisping, left handed Lakota lesbian" he concluded before belching loudly and saying "OK, you're here...now what?"

Karen was silent for a minute, then piped up.

"Well I and I was hopin' 'dat we'd get along so's I and I could stay here wit' you. OK?"

Never one to let himself be trapped in a corner, the Man From The North blithely responded "Sorry, that can't happen; my work takes priority."

With that he went back to sitting in the corner, humming to himself, rocking back and forth rhythmically as he tunefully passed gas to his favorite Celine Dion song.

"Well damn..." was all Karen could say; seeing there was no point in sticking around she dropped trou and then graced the igloo floor with a whopper of a deuce.

While walking away she asked "Which way be Portland? 'Dere's someone 'dere I and I needs to see..."

The TOE comes first as last from the middle. Not to do with "saving" others not the one. Ha.

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Never one to let himself be trapped in a corner, the Man From The North blithely responded "Sorry, that can't happen; my work takes priority."

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Finally, got round to a line from Pyb's latest drivel. The last line was too long, and, so, I went with the first. Speaking of seals, food for whales, food for man, subject to the seas,

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Tomás H. Clinez relaxed his sphincter and dropped a baby seal on the floor of Mohammed's Chicken Shack, where he was the sole employee on duty.

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In 1820, the Nantucket whaling ship Essex was rammed and sunk by a giant sperm whale in the Pacific Ocean, forcing its 20-man crew to take to three small open boats. Their 90-day ordeal at sea led to starvation, dehydration, and cannibalism, with only eight men surviving to be rescued after being forced to draw lots to kill and eat their fellow crew members. The disaster, which inspired the climax of Herman Melville's Moby Dick, is a well-documented story of man versus nature, detailed in accounts by survivors like first mate Owen Chase and cabin boy Thomas Nickerson.

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Essex was an American whaling ship from Nantucket, Massachusetts, which was launched in 1799. On November 20, 1820, while at sea in the southern Pacific Ocean under the command of Captain George Pollard Jr., the ship was attacked and sunk by a sperm whale. About 2,000 nautical miles (3,700 km = 100*37 ---> 137) from the coast of South America, the 20-man crew was forced to make for land in three whaleboats with what food and water they could salvage from the wreck.

After a month at sea the crew landed on the uninhabited Henderson Island. Three men elected to stay on the island, from which they were rescued in April 1821, while the remaining seventeen set off again for the coast of South America. The men suffered severe dehydration, starvation and exposure on the open ocean, and the survivors eventually resorted to cannibalism. By the time they were rescued in February 1821, three months after the sinking of Essex, only five of the seventeen were alive.

First mate Owen Chase and cabin boy Thomas Nickerson later wrote accounts of the ordeal. The tragedy attracted international attention, and inspired Herman Melville to write his 1851 novel, Moby-Dick.

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Portland does not have a direct connection to the Essex incident itself, but as a major New England port during the height of the whaling industry, it was part of the same maritime culture and economic system. The Essex was from Nantucket, a neighboring Massachusetts island, and the disaster was a major event in the whaling community that deeply affected other ports like New Bedford and, by extension, Portland.

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Now there's another true tale of the deep. Arrgh!

Sort of like the Great Garnabby capsizing the lowly rafts of the remaining clowns. Ha.

Tomás had a change of heart and invited the Tasha woman to stay with him in his igloo until things died down across the border. He had never thought to include love and companionship in his T.O.E., and truth be told, he had always hoped he would find a woman who enjoyed shitting on the floor of chicken joints as much as he did. Since both of them were too old for healthy reproduction, they adopted an abandoned baby polar bear and raised it as their son, Victor, or V. for short. As the years went by, Victor grew too big and agressive for their cramped igloo, so Tomás and Tasha set out on dog sled to find a new home. En route to an igloo listing they saw on Candian Zillow, Victor was overcome with hunger and ate Tomás and Tasha, thus ending their middle aged love story. For his part, Victor slowly started morphing into a human man and thus set off for Portland Oregon, where he lived out the rest of his days smoking pot and visiting casinos whilst dressed as a woman.

The End.

Karen hopped off the boxcar in the Portland rail yard; her bones were stiff and sore from her long journey to stumptown and she was famished: first things first.

She espied a Voodoo Donuts shop; she entered and asked where the closest chicken joint was at?

The tattooed lesbian who fielded her question looked up from her phone and dismissively said "Fuck off."

This enraged Karen, who dropped trou, shit 'de flo' and then picked the excrement up and using it wrote on the wall "Where is Mr. V at?"

A broken down hippy in the corner piped up: "You mean that tall good looking retired lawyer that drives old Volvos? He's at the ICE protest, festooned in a frog costume."

Karen thanked the stranger, was welcomed, and they shook hands..."To the demonstration" she said aloud.

Quicker than you can say "negative variance" Karen was at the ICE protest; she espied at least eight protesters wearing similar frog costumes.

As she approached one the feds let loose a volley of tear gas, water hoses, rubber bullets and German Shepherd attack dogs: soon Karen was gassed, wounded, arrested and jailed.

Small world...turns out Mr. V had also been arrested and was also in the holding cell, sans costume; Karen soon discovered who he was.

"I and I has been lookin' fo' you" she said while laying yet another load of digested chicken on the cell floor.

"Oh, you must be that moron from Miami, the flo' shitter, the bingo fraudster, the beggar from the casino. What brings you out west?"

"I and I wants to lives wit' you."

Mr. V smiled...there was never enough nookie in this world, even for a happily married man.

"Can you suck a cock?"

Karen admitted she never had tried, being a practicing asexual.

"Well if you really want to get in my good graces you need to blow me til the cows come home, starting now."

With that he dropped trou and offered up his soldier for her inspection; Karen froze, like a deer in the headlights; she was at a cross roads...what to do?

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Tomás had a change of heart and invited the Tasha woman to stay with him in his igloo until things died down across the border. He had never thought to include love and companionship in his T.O.E., and truth be told, he had always hoped he would find a woman who enjoyed shitting on the floor of chicken joints as much as he did. Since both of them were too old for healthy reproduction, they adopted an abandoned baby polar bear and raised it as their son, Victor, or V. for short. As the years went by, Victor grew too big and agressive for their cramped igloo, so Tomás and Tasha set out on dog sled to find a new home. En route to an igloo listing they saw on Candian Zillow, Victor was overcome with hunger and ate Tomás and Tasha, thus ending their middle aged love story. For his part, Victor slowly started morphing into a human man and thus set off for Portland Oregon, where he lived out the rest of his days smoking pot and visiting casinos whilst dressed as a woman. The End.

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Oh, wow, this is a weird one. Ha. To superpose MrV on the Great Garnabby, with a hint of Tasha.

Firstly, the first line of Pyb's story above.

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Tom4s h4d a ch4nge of heart 4nd invited the Tasha woman to st4y with h1m in his ig1oo unt1l th1ngs d1ed down across the border.

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The same sort of quantum decoherence with Pyb's last last stoppage, that there was a seemingly meaningless solution at the last spot. With the numeral 4444411111 ---> 41 = (-1 + 42) ---> 142, to go with the lonely 137 in my previous post, about the whale that overturned a whaling ship, at https://vegascasinotalk.com/forum/sh...l=1#post202705 . And, the "wait for something wild bit", like Tasha, which wasn't part of the second last line above as written out in my first post in the chicken and the egg thread, at https://vegascasinotalk.com/forum/sh...l=1#post202045

Secondly, the last line of Pyb's story above. I went with three 5's each made of a V, instead of using three s's with one v.

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For his part, 5ictor slowly started morphing into a human man and thus set off for Portland Oregon, where he li5ed out the rest of his days smoking pot and 5isiting casinos whilst dressed as a woman.
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The last line above firmly predicted what MrV wrote next, namely, Tasha told that

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He's [MrV's] at the ICE protest, festooned in a frog costume.

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https://youtu.be/mTy_FKOAI4w

Time of 1:00:37 ---> 137


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Time of 7:27, for July 2

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784 --------------> 784 = (2*7*2)^2 ---> July 2, and, 784 = [100^2 - (6 + 9*10)^2] ---> 1691, or 1961 .