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Welcome to Lucky Channel!
My name is Akira and my assistant is not present... the train he usually takes was overcrowded and had to wait for the next one... -_-

Today we will read fan mail!

This one comes from a person by the name of Izumi...
This handwriting looks... weird...

"I love this channel and watch each episode"

Uuuaaa! This is because the idol is so cuuu~te deshoka? (^ω^)

"I have nobody else to share it with...
I have recently been attacked by an man in my house! I did not notice him entering!
He choked and threw me, I couldn't resist. I never knew him!"

It must have been horrifying! (;´Д`)

What could ana and matsuri be saying?

I love early 2000s anime artwork so much! It’s so cute!!

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Its unfortunate

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would you have sex with loli mao zedong?

ranpha is erotic (´￢`)

some person wanted to spread the word on a compilation they are making!
https://nashikouen.net/lolicore/thread/948/#p279
music like gabber, lolicore, and any trash really.
have fun and a merry crhistmas

i has teh manga ヽ(´ー｀)ノ

Well, I think Americans are tremendously fond of barbecues.
I had a fat client overseas invite me over to one as thanks and I reluctantly accepted.
First off, the meat was a surprise. They buy it in kilos, large chunks. They look at the meat I bought as
a gift and say, “that's not enough, peasant.” Like, the economic animal must not be used to eating meat.
I bet 4 kilos of meat costs less than the 500 grams I bought. I mean, it's mostly all fat, right?
Then, the fatty cuts the meat. Just cuts and cuts. While the fat punks I assume were his kids looked at him.
It didn't even look like they were gonna say “daddy's cool” either. Are you Hiromi Go? Fuck it.
The steel plates were dirty and sticky with remains. Wash. Wash with detergent. Actually, go buy new ones.
He grilled a lot and his family ate all the good meat up… except he forgot the guest was here.
They just eat and eat. The fatty roasts it, hands it to his family, and it doesn't even come my damn way?
When the meal's almost over, they say “You haven't eaten at all?” and gave me their leftovers. Fuck.
After they ate like 5 kilos, they started drinking Diet Coke and low-calorie beer.
“I'll drink too,” the fat son says. You've been doing drugs and drinking, haven't you?
His fat daughter said something like “Oh, I'm tipsy, you look great.” Don't look at me, I'll kill you.
The fat wife says, “I gained weight” and the fat husband says, “Don't worry, it's zero calories.”
I don't understand what the hell this American joke is. Damn it, what's so funny? Go fuck yourselves.
Well, guys, if you ever get invited to an American barbecue, you better watch out.

HAVE A NICE DAY HEYURIZEN

can you solve teh loli captcha?

For one reason or another, I have this belief that the amount of writing a
person is capable of in a lifetime is decided from birth. Assuming that there
is a predetermined set amount of words, then the more you write, the more
that amount will depreciate. That would forecast the eventual loss of your
ability to write. In practical application, let’s say someone wanted to fill up
300 pages of paper with 400 words crammed onto each sheet in one day.
Since there’s no precedent of that ever happening, I may actually be right.
Of course, if I did want to write 120,000 words in one day, the fact that
typing at the speed of one word per second would already take thirty-three
hours would mean I could never do it. But there might be someone out there
who can accomplish the feat, so I can’t be totally sure.
Speaking of things I can’t do, I’ll change the subject to how cats are
nice. They’re cute and soft and they meow. You’re probably wondering
where I’m going with this. I don’t really know myself. Not sure how to
explain it. I’ll be quite happy if you can accept the “it is what it is”
explanation.

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konata konata konata konata!!!