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tf is this website
19 days ago
fet i have a question do you know what the word is?
A well a everybody’s heard about the bird
B-b-b bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
Question for anyone/Fet; what software does she use? I’ve been animating for a while now using Krita and I’m itching to try something new, and I really like Fet’s style/rig.
What if we had a commission that had any character of choice, and they filled the diaper to the max (basically a fully packed diaper) while have someone pinned down?
yo its snoop dog!
it’s tha motha fuckin’ D oh double G (Snoop dogg)
da da da da daaaa
You know im mobbin’ with the D.R.E
yeah yeah yeah
you know who’s back up in this mothafucker *echoes*
What what what what
so blaze the weed out there
Blaze it up
Blaze that shit up nigga
Yeah waz up snoop
Top dogg buy them all nigga burn this shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up
CPT, LBC yeah we hookin’ back up
N’ when they bang this in the club baby you gotta get up
thug niggas, drug dealers yeah they givin’ it up
low life, your life boy we livin’ it up
take a chance thats why we dancin’
in the party fo’ sho’
slip my ho a fourty four n’ she crept in it back do’
bitches lookin’ at me strange but you know i don’t care
step up in this mothafucker just to swingin’ my hair
Bitch quit talkin’ Crip walk
If you down with the set
Take a Bullet with some dick
take this dope from this jet
outta town put it down for father of rap
n’ if your ass get crack bitch shut your trap
come back get back thats the part of success
n’ if you believe the X then you’ll relievin’ your stress
music in between
da da da da daaaa
it’s the mothafuckin’ D-R-E
Dr. Dre mothafucker [Snoop] what what what what
da da da da daaaa
you know im mobbing with the D oh double G
Straight off the fuckin’ street’s of CPT
King of the beats n’ you ride to em’ in your fleet (Fleetwood) wood
or Coupe DeVille rollin on dubs
How you feel?
Whoopty whoop nigga what?
Dre n’ snoop chronic’ed out
In the ‘llac with doc in the back
Sippin’ ‘gnac, clip in the strap
Dippin’ through hoods
What hoods? Compton, longbeach, ingelwood
South central out to the westside (westside)
It’s california love this california bud
Got a nigga gang of pub
I’m on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
With my jeans on n’ my team’s strong
Get my drink on n’ my smoke on
Then go home with somethin’ to poke on (waz up bitch)
Loc’ it’s on for the two tripple oh
Comin’ real it’s the next episode *Echoes*
Music in between
hold up.. heeeeey
For my niggas who be thinkin’ we soft
We don’t.. plaaaay
We gonna rockin’ til the weels fall of
Hold up.. heeeeey
For my niggas who be acting to bold
Take a.. seeeeat
Hope you ready for the next episode heeeeeey
(Music stops and pauses)
Smoke weed everyday
I’m sorry, I’m sorry I don’t see you more I’m sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore Sis’, I’m sorry I’m your kin Sorry we ain’t close as we should’ve been Sorry to my old friends The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn’t take the pen Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I’m sorry) Who thought their life was gonna change ’cause I gave ’em head on But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I’m dead wrong
Sorry to the guys I had to hide Sorry to the girls I had to lie to Who ain’t need to know if I was by the lake switchin’ tides, too Anyway, I don’t wanna talk
Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don’t wanna give So you stalk, make up fibs Just to talk ’bout my private life ’cause you weird (uh) Met that girl this year (but), that’s none ya biz Give enough with my art, know your place My personal space, y’all don’t need to to be a part
Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room
Don’t assume niggas is cool
Stay in your pocket, this is pool
Blah, blah, blah, blah ’bout trauma
You ain’t special, everybody got problems, uh
Sorry I’m not empathetic Sorry you think I’m pathetic Sorry I don’t wanna bro down, sorry I don’t know your pronouns I don’t mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down
Oh, I’m out of touch and I’m a jerk? A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin’ money, he a dick now) Sorry Mother Earth, pollutin’ air with chemicals and dirt These cars ain’t gonna buy and drive theyselves What the hell you think I work for? Not to not explore and stay the same Sorry to the fans who say I changed
Sorry to my ancestors (I’m so sorry), I know I’m supposed to fight (I know) But this ice shinin’ brighter than a black man’s plight, I’ma make it right In the meantime, I’ll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin’ cleaned off Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again I can’t save niggas, I’m not Superman, but I could try I’m sorry I’m pretentious Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn’t missin’ Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence It get you niggas trippin’,
Sorry to my ancestors (I’m so sorry), I know I’m supposed to fight (I know) But this ice shinin’ brighter than a black man’s plight, I’ma make it right In the meantime, I’ll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin’ cleaned off
but I could try I’m sorry I’m pretentious Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn’t missin’ Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence It get you niggas trippin’,
et me see y’all hit a stage (no, y’all can’t do it) Let me see y’all write a page (y’all not gon’ do it) Let me see you make a decision I made And claim that I don’t know about minimum wage or Section 8 Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate Gettin’ pressed by niggas hoppin’ gates Thinkin’ it’s normal ’cause you ain’t supposed to make it past 18 Or escape the Figure 8 cycle And I promise this is like a diet I’ma make a way and I did, did Feel good, work paid off, now we gon’ celebrate But niggas claim you arrogant When they can’t relate to moments of feelin’ great So they aim, duck-duck-duck ’em Shot right back, buck-buck-buck ’em Sorry, not sorry (buck ’em, buck ’em) I got two words, fuck ’em
fet i have a question do you know what the word is?
A well a everybody’s heard about the bird
B-b-b bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
A well a bird, bird, bird, well the bird is the word
A well a bird, bird, b-bird’s the word
Nnn just started not cool
fax
Question for anyone/Fet; what software does she use? I’ve been animating for a while now using Krita and I’m itching to try something new, and I really like Fet’s style/rig.
I use Adobe After Effects ^^
What if we had a commission that had any character of choice, and they filled the diaper to the max (basically a fully packed diaper) while have someone pinned down?
Do it
LONG HAIR FET LONG HAIR FET LONG HAIR FET MORE OF LONG HAIR FET PLEEEEEASE <3<3<3
Yaaaaa
Fet felt cute
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As a Gynesexual I really apreciate you for doing this!
Lmao poopshitter Loool
Is that a Sailor Moon pillow⁉️
yes it is random commenter
thank you random commenter
Smoke weed every day!
yo its snoop dog!
it’s tha motha fuckin’ D oh double G (Snoop dogg)
da da da da daaaa
You know im mobbin’ with the D.R.E
yeah yeah yeah
you know who’s back up in this mothafucker *echoes*
What what what what
so blaze the weed out there
Blaze it up
Blaze that shit up nigga
Yeah waz up snoop
Top dogg buy them all nigga burn this shit up
D-P-G-C my nigga turn that shit up
CPT, LBC yeah we hookin’ back up
N’ when they bang this in the club baby you gotta get up
thug niggas, drug dealers yeah they givin’ it up
low life, your life boy we livin’ it up
take a chance thats why we dancin’
in the party fo’ sho’
slip my ho a fourty four n’ she crept in it back do’
bitches lookin’ at me strange but you know i don’t care
step up in this mothafucker just to swingin’ my hair
Bitch quit talkin’ Crip walk
If you down with the set
Take a Bullet with some dick
take this dope from this jet
outta town put it down for father of rap
n’ if your ass get crack bitch shut your trap
come back get back thats the part of success
n’ if you believe the X then you’ll relievin’ your stress
music in between
da da da da daaaa
it’s the mothafuckin’ D-R-E
Dr. Dre mothafucker [Snoop] what what what what
da da da da daaaa
you know im mobbing with the D oh double G
Straight off the fuckin’ street’s of CPT
King of the beats n’ you ride to em’ in your fleet (Fleetwood) wood
or Coupe DeVille rollin on dubs
How you feel?
Whoopty whoop nigga what?
Dre n’ snoop chronic’ed out
In the ‘llac with doc in the back
Sippin’ ‘gnac, clip in the strap
Dippin’ through hoods
What hoods? Compton, longbeach, ingelwood
South central out to the westside (westside)
It’s california love this california bud
Got a nigga gang of pub
I’m on one, I might bail up in the Century Club
With my jeans on n’ my team’s strong
Get my drink on n’ my smoke on
Then go home with somethin’ to poke on (waz up bitch)
Loc’ it’s on for the two tripple oh
Comin’ real it’s the next episode *Echoes*
Music in between
hold up.. heeeeey
For my niggas who be thinkin’ we soft
We don’t.. plaaaay
We gonna rockin’ til the weels fall of
Hold up.. heeeeey
For my niggas who be acting to bold
Take a.. seeeeat
Hope you ready for the next episode heeeeeey
(Music stops and pauses)
Smoke weed everyday
holy shit, thats so hot
Commenting on a emulator on an ai website maker
get off the website bruh
I’m feeling sorry for poor deerboi having to deal with Fet’s diaper when he gets back home! :O
man i hope one day deer man gets fed up with it and kills him
would like to see jezza the liones and fet in a sort of combined animation.
Isn’t the person who drew this making Nazi like threats on X?
how did you manage to ger 4 downvotes
Love it good job as always
Pardon me, excusez-moi (I’m sorry)
Yeah, I coulda made a better choice
I mean, what the fuck?
I’m sorry
I’m fuckin’ sorry
Yeah
I’m sorry, I’m sorry I don’t see you more
I’m sorry that the four minutes where you see your son could feel like a chore
Sis’, I’m sorry I’m your kin
Sorry we ain’t close as we should’ve been
Sorry to my old friends
The stories we coulda wrote if our egos didn’t take the pen
Sorry to the freaks I led on (nah, for real, I’m sorry)
Who thought their life was gonna change ’cause I gave ’em head on
But instead, I sped off, yeah, I know I’m dead wrong
Sorry to the guys I had to hide
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to
Who ain’t need to know if I was by the lake switchin’ tides, too
Anyway, I don’t wanna talk
Sorry if you gotta dig for info I don’t wanna give
So you stalk, make up fibs
Just to talk ’bout my private life ’cause you weird (uh)
Met that girl this year (but), that’s none ya biz
Give enough with my art, know your place
My personal space, y’all don’t need to to be a part
I’m sorry I don’t wanna link (I don’t wanna link)
And small talk over dinner, I don’t even drink
Can’t guilt trip me, I’m ice cold, roller rink
Nigga-nigga-nigga, read the room
Don’t assume niggas is cool
Stay in your pocket, this is pool
Blah, blah, blah, blah ’bout trauma
You ain’t special, everybody got problems, uh
Sorry I’m not empathetic
Sorry you think I’m pathetic
Sorry I don’t wanna bro down, sorry I don’t know your pronouns
I don’t mean no disrespect, but, damn, we just met, calm the fuck down
Oh, I’m out of touch and I’m a jerk?
A bank account could never match my worth (that nigga gettin’ money, he a dick now)
Sorry Mother Earth, pollutin’ air with chemicals and dirt
These cars ain’t gonna buy and drive theyselves
What the hell you think I work for?
Not to not explore and stay the same
Sorry to the fans who say I changed
’cause I did
Sorry you don’t know me on a personal level to pinpoint what it is
Sorry to my ancestors (I’m so sorry), I know I’m supposed to fight (I know)
But this ice shinin’ brighter than a black man’s plight, I’ma make it right
In the meantime, I’ll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin’ cleaned off
Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again
I can’t save niggas, I’m not Superman, but I could try
I’m sorry I’m pretentious
Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn’t missin’
Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence
It get you niggas trippin’,
fuck i messed it up
Sorry to my ancestors (I’m so sorry), I know I’m supposed to fight (I know)
But this ice shinin’ brighter than a black man’s plight, I’ma make it right
In the meantime, I’ll give some advice while these blood diamonds gettin’ cleaned off
Nigga, fuck the price, spend it then, then again
I can’t save niggas, I’m not Superman,
but I could try
I’m sorry I’m pretentious
Sorry that the talent, knowledge, passion isn’t missin’
Sorry when I talk my shit and I could back it up with confidence
It get you niggas trippin’,
man
Fuck the numbers, fuck a hook
You put me on a stage and I’ll show you the difference
et me see y’all hit a stage (no, y’all can’t do it)
Let me see y’all write a page (y’all not gon’ do it)
Let me see you make a decision I made
And claim that I don’t know about minimum wage or Section 8
Water in the ketchup bottle to stretch when niggas ate
Gettin’ pressed by niggas hoppin’ gates
Thinkin’ it’s normal ’cause you ain’t supposed to make it past 18
Or escape the Figure 8 cycle
And I promise this is like a diet
I’ma make a way and I did, did
Feel good, work paid off, now we gon’ celebrate
But niggas claim you arrogant
When they can’t relate to moments of feelin’ great
So they aim, duck-duck-duck ’em
Shot right back, buck-buck-buck ’em
Sorry, not sorry (buck ’em, buck ’em)
I got two words, fuck ’em
beats up cmiygl