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Onion Nuggetz 9/30/25 (Patreon)

Published:
2025-09-30 18:00:12
Edited:
2025-10-01 21:11:37
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Trump Declares War On America - Onion Nuggetz 9/30/25

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wunbis

Bete Pootyjuh

Brayden

The downgrade of Paul

Alessander

Paul went from looking like Gabe Newell to John Goodman

Drewdaism

It's out of the closet White Guilt Paul.

Russian Jackal

10:50 LOL, yep, that’s my dumb-assery! Fine, I’ll take the jeers, and learn: “R-H-E-T-O-R-I-C”. I wanted to whine about “English as a second language”, 🇷🇺 but I’ve been here too long to make such mistakes. The whole irony is that my comment complained about how TJ was just not as mean anymore, which ultimately threw more gasoline onto that dying fire. I do recall how an episode of DFF disambiguated the saying “hoisted by one’s own petard”. See you at the meetup, you’ll learn that I have a doofy-ass accent as well. For some reason, most people expect a classic “Boris and Natasha” out of me, and are mildly disappointed that it sounds nothing like it.

Russian Jackal

I see we both enjoy sketching long-eared animal avatars…..

Clockwerk

Holy fuck I hate patreon’s player.

WillTheProdigy

It’s AWFUL. I have so many problems with it.

Clay Jordan

Scotty appeared behind me at the grocery store. He told me "You've got a Scot-detta on you, boy..." as he poked me in the chest repeatedly, chuckling to himself. Then he began singing "Don't come around here no more" by "Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers" under his breath while staring at the floor, sunglasses still on. He looked up and asked me, "You ever think about how the human nervous system is the meat, and the human skeleton is but the shell? You ever think of that, snail boy?" I was so stunned that I just stood there and watched in frozen fear. He then forcefully grabbed a can of Monster from the minifridge and a pack of Mentos from the display next to the conveyer belt. He smiled a devilish Skittles™ brand skittle-filled smile(All the skittles did indeed have the letter "S" on them. I thought they came in alphabet?) He started quoting passages from the Anarchist Cookbook in latin, not that I would know. As he slowly approached, I realized it was Garbage Day for me if I didn't skeedaddle away from the "Skittle Lord", or "Skittle Kahn" if you will, so I did so as soon as it were possible. It were possible...then. My shoes squeaked as I waddled across the shiny laminate flooring, going as quickly as a lord of lard could carry his greasy little baby knuckles, and then to the burning blacktop. My feet turned to cinders and cream filling as I ran, leaving great black pencil streaks across the lazyboy tarpit of the european country sized strip mall. Eventually I managed to hop into the passengers side of my pretty little souped up daily drive. A 2002 Fiat Multipla in "Technicolor Dreamcoat" with chrome plated seat cushions...and the cupholders to match. I took a good luck glug from my sugar slut before I skittered off like my little skittle depended on it, hoping this wasn't a trip that'd come with the bonus flashbacks on the "waffle" house. The thing is, though, and looking back this really is the scariest part of the whole ordeal...I don't even have a groceries...