There was once a mod, so great and strong,
His name: The Grand Lord Cronk.
Cronk was mighty, Banhammer he held,
The weapon forged in the pits of hell.
As mighty and strong, Cronk was kind,
Tho the ones that wronged him ended twined.
And such is the story of Chronicler, the great, the wise,
Call for him, for he will hear our cries.
No questions asked.
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Dare you not to mock the one who sees all.
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Yeah
Why would you ever mock Var?
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I’m starting to ask myself the same question.
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I have a question:
Why didn’t you @ me to see this?
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Only if you suck at wronging.
I’m still here after all…
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Cronk, the lord and savior.
Bring him gifts.
Like bread.
honestly I have no idea what I’m doing anymore
just like how I don’t even know what this is supposed to be
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I feel like the part that best describes Cronk is
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That moment when the questions outweigh the answers…
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Goose
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“the church of cronkology” I can already see it
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