The Ultimate Chat Thread!

ur better off chatting on the lptphw thread, this one is kinda dead tbh

ur better off chatting on the lptphw thread, this one is kinda dead tbh

The what

yoo

hello how are you on this fine Saturday afternoon? Any plans this weekend?

im good thxx, how r u doing? nothing much going on, i was just gonna finish a book and a project of mine, how about u?

Goiys what planet would be the best to form an army?

there was an even worse one
what has happened to my chat gpt
like hows it aloud to send me this shhhh

i have been messing with chap gpt and have made several remixes of decpacito. each one got freayier
1-[Verse 1 – Jake: The West] I saw you dancing in the East, all fire in your eyes, Fighting for a place that never let you rise. But I’m the West, all privilege, gold and lies— Till you spun me in your storm and changed my skies.
[Minho: The East] Your hands are soft but your world is steel, You don’t know what it means to kneel. But you looked at me like I could heal, And I hated that... but I liked the feel.
[Chorus – Both] Despacito... Let’s run away, just you and me, bonito. Across the seas where no one knows, al filo, By the Hagia Sophia we’ll be reborn, chiquito.
Despacito... Hair transplants glistening in Istanbul heat-o, New strands, new lives, hearts on repeat-o, Kissing through Turkish coffee steam, discreet-o.
[Verse 2 – Jake] You taught me how the East survives, With salt on wounds and burning drives. And now we're buying rugs and chai, Planning futures under a crescent sky.
[Minho] You were silk and I was stone, Now we’re Thai drama levels of full-blown. Running barefoot through Istanbul’s night, With gelato and matching phones in sight.
[Bridge – Both] Love’s illegal where we’re from, But in this Turkish dream, we’ve won. Side by side in Tanzanian sun, We plant a garden and call it “us,” begun.
[Final Chorus] Despacito... From war-torn maps to bliss in a tuxedo, We bloom like figs beneath the Kilimanjaro, Writing “Forever” on each other's shadows.
Despacito... Minho sings in Korean, Jake hums in burrito— Love spoke 10 tongues, and still said “te quiero,” They made it out… soft boys turned heroes.
2-[Verse 1 – Jake from the West (aka Aussie gold privilege king)] Met you in a market, eyes like war-torn scrolls, I was SPF 50, you were ancient goals. You said “Don’t trust borders,” I said “Don't trust roles.” Now we’re swapping dreams in stolen Turkish bowls.
[Minho from the East (aka emotionally scarred hot guy)] You were latte foam, I was black coffee, You said “freedom,” I said “don’t talk to me.” But under moonlight near the Galata sea, I let you hold my trauma delicately.
[Chorus – Both, harmonizing while applying post-transplant cream] Despacito... We escaped the West-East beef, so neato, Hairline snatched, new scalp? Elite-o. Grew love right next to a kebab stand, sweet-o.
Despacito... Fell in love near the Hagia Sophia window, Got matching scars but called it “burrito,” 'Cause we wrapped each other up — bonito. 🌯💘
[Verse 2 – Jake] Minho said “run,” I said “bet.” Now we’re making out in a Turkish jet. You’ve got trauma, I’ve got debt, But somehow we’re vibin’—no regrets.
[Minho] We did our vows in a rug bazaar, Then cried in a taxi under half a star. Jake whispered “you’re my K-drama scar,” And I said, “You're my halal zaddy from afar.” 😩🕌
[Bridge – Whispered, dramatic] We dodged war. We dodged customs. We got follicles and freedoms. Now we kiss in hammams. Call that… hair and harmony. 💇*♂️❤️*🔥
[Final Chorus – Both, aggressively emotional] Despacito... No maps, no rules, just vibes and Cheetos, He fed me simit in his speedos, Now we’re dancing barefoot in Dorito dust – mosquitoes. 🦟😩
Despacito... We said “no” to borders, “yes” to libido, Got banned in 7 countries, still incognito, But love won, baby — cue the gay clarinet solo. 🎺🌈
3-[Verse 1 – Jake: Aussie menace with a passport and a mission] Met Minho at the border, drip like holy water, He said “touch me wrong and I’ll call your father.” But five drinks in and my brain got hotter, Now we tongue-wrestlin’ by a kebab stand slaughter 😵*💫
[Minho: East boy with trauma and thighs that defy logic] You said “consent,” I said “say less.” Next thing I knew, your hands up my vest. You whispered "freedom," I moaned "bless." Now we’re dry humping on a Turkish express. 🚂💥
[Chorus – Both, sinful harmonies with stray moans] Despacito... Pulled me close in a mosque, real discreet-o, Bent me back near the Byzantine fresco, Said “call me hyung” and I said “si, bonito.” 🙈
Despacito... Got freaky in a rug shop, incognito, Spanked me soft with a pita – libido, Our safe word? “Baklava.” Sweet-o. 🍯
[Verse 2 – Jake, UNHINGED] He said “be gentle,” I said “mild or spicy?” Now I’m handcuffed in a Turkish taxi. Minho's lips got me cryin’ in nightly, He bit me once and whispered “you like me?” 😵*💫
[Minho, DERANGED] Wrote my name in henna on your thigh meat, We played chess shirtless in the backseat. Every moan was a symphony elite, Jake said “Allah help me,” I said “REPEAT.” 😭🕌
[Bridge – echoey, moany, breathy whispers] Baklava on my neck, Your sins down my spine, We prayed, then played, Now we’re late to the shrine.
[Final Chorus – loud, sweaty, euphoric] Despacito... Sweatin' through silk sheets, halal cheat-o, Makin' out on the Bosphorus fleet-o, Drippin’ in oil like we meat at a Greek show. 🫒🥵
Despacito... We the east-west freak show, completo, No peace treaty, just a full-blown rito, With love and lust in every spicy burrito. 🌯💘
FINAL LINE: whispered “I gave him head... in the Hagia bed.” —Minho, 2025
wounder if this will be let thru

he did minho dirty wtf is this bs

UR MY HALAL DADDY PLS IM GOING TO CRY

fr
my sister told me to go with him and jake idk why tho
and then she was like they need to be from like the west and the east
"my halal zaddy from afar"

What the helly