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I like to imagine this is the brain of the second pig firing in upon itself, replaying this memory over and over, each iteration more degraded than the last because its brain is dying. A record of brotherhood, even in his final moments.

plaguedctr
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They were consumed by entropy, but their legacy shall live.

alexhotsar
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Man of the burial seems to have taken a liking to hogs with oats ๐Ÿ–

fishconnoisseur
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When he said "uhgklgomgjgagj hgugahgu lolmangfhuh huuhghghguagh" i really felt it in my heart

OskarKocour
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Your story amuses me, brother, but does not convince me. I shall have these oats myself and dine with the skinny gods.

SouthernRex-
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The greedy brother did not dine with the divine. As its flesh burned, and its tears went through its face, it remembered the brother, who desperately tried to warn him not to consume the oats. A wasted task, as the skinny ones started to consume him, as they had done with many more before.

Rama-smhp
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The Bit wars...
Sixty-four biiits...
Thirty-Two bits...
Sixteen bits...
Eight bits.
Four bits!
TWO BITS!
ONE BIT!
HALF BIT!
QUARTER BIT!
THE WRIST

sr.favopossodeixarvaziosim
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i was really hoping for a last one right at the end where he just says "GIMME FOOD" at the top of his lungs in clear quality

flaco
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what I am amazed of is the ability of the captions to actually (somewhat) know what is said through the distortions and pixelations

revron
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โ€œthat I may partake in its wholesome goodness and sustain my mortal throneโ€ ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚ a truly brilliant display of wordsmithing

CoachCarter
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Oh most revered and illustrious sibling, I find myself in the most excruciating and desperate throes of hunger. Might I, with utmost humility and fervent longing, implore thee to graciously bestow upon me a lavish and bountiful serving of oats to quell my insatiable and ravenous appetite? As it is written, โ€œFor I was hungry and you gave me something to eatโ€ (Matthew 25:35), may your generosity shine forth in this moment of need.

jimrrussell
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Last one was FAITH the unholy trinity bonuc content

fl
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I think this kind of modern art should be on display at a museum.

josephrossow
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i like the fact that the YouTube captions are able to understand even the latest cases of bitcrush

feteclon
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We got philosophical brain rot before GTA VI

manas.
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Even when he was dying from natural causes, after years of hiding from cosmic horrors that once fed him, he still couldn't let go of his brother, couldn't forgive himself for giving up on trying to save him

He carried feeling of guilt to the very end, thus never truly achieving freedom

dancmotya
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Starts to sound more like hogs grunting in the end

capmadman
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"Gibs Oats"

- The Most Detailed Pig Painting

Dogmelter
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I have a feeling that he lives in Russia. The timing is impeccable. (The bandwidth of Youtube in Russia failed 70% over last several days).

liliya_aseeva
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As the brother's consciousness fades into disorder, his final moments under the cruel hands of the tall skinny figures were his brother's pleas, thinking what could have been different if he only spared some oats...

That memory, replaying over and over, warping and twisting itself until it fades.

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