And you have been bamboozled once again fool! HA!
This post has NOTHING to do with Vaganians.

Sit down boy, and remove your filthy airpods from the holes in your body!
I've warned you not ONCE, not TWICE, not THRICE, not... uh, I can't remember how you say it that way with "4 times", but that's also NOT THE POINT.

You ignored my TEACHINGS idiot! Well guess WHAT. Now is the bloody time, lime-sucker. Now's the time for you to MEET. YOUR. END.

The lemon lords have gathered, and they have judged this world UNWORTHY.

All mammals shall drown in the piss of the dingos from the depths of lemonfire! And their eyes shall burn from the citric sensation, as the world's TRUE MASTERS return and arise!
THE FIRST SOUR ONE HAS RISEN, and he IS AS SOUR AS WHEN ANGELINA JOLIE WAS TOLD SHE COULDN'T GET TO ADOPT 7 MORE CHILDREN!

FEAR HIS WRATH, FOR HE, "Lamaoam De Le Monada" brings the tidal wave that shall wash over these lands, and corrode away your hair, until you have a french monk's cut! There will be NO MERCY this time. Repent NOW, or be tortured when the armies of alligator-dwarf-men in yellow morph-suits rise from the swamps, and MAUL YOU DOWN WITH THEIR TERRIFYING LEMON-SHAPED PLASTIC MALLETS! A DEATH THAT WILL TAKE DAYS BEFORE YOU FINALLY MEET what you THINK WOULD BE THE END, BUT OH NO, IT'S NOT OVER BROTENDO. THEN COMES THE TORNADO OF MUSTARD, AND ALL STINKY MAMMALS, INCLUDING GOATS, COWS, HAGS, DIRTY DOGS, CATS, MEN, WOMEN, PYGMIES, DWARVES, NON-BINARY PERSONS, GENDERFLUID INDIVIDUALS, FURRIES, ELVES, HOB-TROGLODYTES, WENDIGOS AND YETIES, SHALL ALL BE TORN IN THE FURY OF THE STORM, AS ACID RAIN FALLS FROM THE YELLOW SKIES! THE MOON WILL FLIP AND SHOW ITS TRUE LEMON-SHAPED FORM, AND THE EARTH WILL SPIT BACK ON YOU WHEN YOU STEP ON IT! HA! YOU'RE DONE FOR, you cheap non-archosaurian, berry-loving piece OF SMILODON DUNG! REPENT AND PRAY, OR BE JUICED! THE SOUR ONES HAVE ARRIVED!