Carp de Mortem

Fish of death, fish of friends, fool yourself now and become unknown. I breath the bubbles you burst. Your flirtatious desires are at their end. Rest now in the sun and breath the sweet air of freedom. What's that you're a fish? You can't breathe air? You need water to breath air? Stupid fish. stupid stupid fish. I'll throw you back and you can swim in your pool of poop. Poop! Can you breath poop? What about liquid poop? Do your gills breath that? Stupid fish. Stupid Stupid Fish!

Riddle 1.

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It's not broken.

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In existence is this blog of sodom and blasphemy which has no relevance to the real world, but hopefully will be blessed just the same with the putrid gift we call life. Forever itn its existence it, this blog, shall be the taunting bafoon and mockery of all that strive to exist and fight for survival. This blog shall be the actuality of reality and the Forever-Ending-Forever dart board of insanity and the imaginative. Let it be known now that there is a place you can always resort to if life is not all it's propped up to be or the final bit of reality gas in the bubble of your imagination has reached its capacity.
Yours Truly,
The Forever-Ending-Forever-Ending - Forever Bloggist