Game was rigged. I refuse to believe less than 15 pairs got eliminated on the 1st challenge. No way that many people are remembering the order of the colors when there was 27 of them.
@@zakbauer5233 what Mr beast did isn’t on agent two Mr beast didn’t do unspeakable crimes that was his OLD employee and friend that he cut of and fired three if people separated the music from the rapper why can’t people do it for Mr beast I get if he was a pedo or did murder but he isn’t he gabled, faked videos and used to hang out with someone he didn’t know was a pedo
I wrote this for someone else so here is a copy and paste because both y’all don’t deserve so much of my time what Mr beast did isn’t on agent two Mr beast didn’t do unspeakable crimes that was his OLD employee and friend that he cut of and fired three if people separated the music from the rapper why can’t people do it for Mr beast I get if he was a pedo or did murder but he isn’t he gabled, faked videos and used to hang out with someone he didn’t know was a pedo
@@jaithagoat5405 you’re tough until you grow up and have kids of your own! Then that keyboard won’t save you or them kids! Just keep blending in with the rest the sheep you beta!
I understand… what it means to lose something that matters, no matter how small. It was a toy, a simple object, but to me, it was more than that. I had it in my hand, using it absentmindedly, when it went too deep, I lost my grip. It went into my “crevice”, so deep that even the light could not reach the bottom. I peered down, hoping to catch a glimpse, but it was gone, swallowed by the dark. I tried to reach, but my arm was too short, and the gap too narrow. I knew there was no retrieving it. It would stay there, forgotten by the world, except by me. There was no emotion in it, no frustration. Just a quiet realization that it was lost, and that was all there was to it. Things get lost sometimes, and you move on. But the crevice still holds it, somewhere down there, waiting in silence.
