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>>7776 goje pierdolone się nigdy nie nauczą xD
10 jebanych lat wiadomo że cały internet jest szpiegowany przez prywatne korporacje w imieniu rządu usa a goje idą się spowiadać do algorytmu bo umie coś odpisać, za każdym jebanym razem przypomina się dla mnie cytat redaktora lisa, ludzie nie są tak głupi są jeszcze głupsi

nie marudź, śmieszne historyjki o pewnym ulotkarzu generuje to co chcesz, konsumuj i się nie zastanawiaj xD
Mr. Jakub P. Opens the Annual Coprophagic Festival in Piastów
A small stage in the provincial town of Piastów. Local dignitary xD Mr. Jakub P. stands at a podium adorned with a banner proclaiming "XXIII International Coprophagic Festival - Piastów 2025: Where Tradition Meets Tomorrow's Waste"
JAKUB P.: (adjusting his ill-fitting suit) Distinguished guests, esteemed colleagues in gastronomic innovation, members of the press (nodding to a lone teenager with a smartphone)
Ladies and gentlemen, it is my profound honor to inaugurate the twenty-third edition of our beloved festival. When we started this noble tradition back in 2002, some cynics - obviously from Warsaw - questioned our ambitious vision. "Why," they asked, "would anyone want to, sram psa jak sra." (shuffles papers nervously) Well, you know what they asked.
But look at us now! The biggest coprophagic festival in the entire world! (under breath) Not that the competition in Radom ever stood a chance after that, sram psa jak sra. unfortunate incident with the health inspector.
LOCAL JOURNALIST: Mr. P., TVP Piastów here. How would you respond to accusations that achieving "international" status by inviting your brother-in-law from Białystok and that one guy from Ukraine who got lost on his way to Germany might be stretching the definition somewhat?
JAKUB P.: (wiping sweat) I categorically reject such insinuations. Our festival has been recognized by numerous prestigious institutions, including the Association of Minor Provincial Events of Central-Eastern Mazovia and the Committee for Advancement of Questionable Culinary Traditions.
(brandishing a leather folder) I even have here a certificate of excellence from the International Board of, sram psa jak sra. (drops folder, papers scatter revealing a child's crayon drawing)
VOICE FROM CROWD: That's just your nephew's art project!
JAKUB P.: (regaining composure) Moving on to today's program, sram psa jak sra. Our esteemed panel of judges, consisting of my cousin Mariusz and whoever else we can convince to stay longer than five minutes, will be evajęzyk gównoting entries based on our traditional criteria of, sram psa jak sra. erm, sram psa jak sra. traditional-ness.
(A dog walks across the stage, sniffing with great interest)
JAKUB P.: And let us not forget our corporate sponsors! Special thanks to "Janusz's Portable Toilets - When Nature Calls, We Answer" and "Piastów General Hospital - Now With Shorter Wait Times for Stomach Pumping!"
(Distant sirens)
JAKUB P.: Ah, right on schedule - our annual visit from the sanitary inspection. As per tradition, I declare this festival officially open! Quick, everyone to the predetermined escape routes! And remember our motto: "What doesn't kill you, sram psa jak sra. might still require intensive medical intervention!"
(Chaos ensues. Mr. P. attempts to flee but trips over the podium. The teenager livestreams everything.)
End scene
[Post-festival media coverage: "Piastów Earns Recognition - Ranks #1 on WHO's List of 'Places That Really Shouldn't Host Food Festivals'"]