[GUEST ACCESS MODE: Data is scrambled or limited to provide examples. Make requests using your API key to unlock full data. Check https://lunarcrush.ai/auth for authentication information.]  Smokes 🎮 [@Smokeweb3](/creator/twitter/Smokeweb3) on x XXX followers Created: 2025-07-14 23:58:35 UTC THE BULL JUST RIPPED A GRAVITY BONG SHAPED LIKE MASTER CHIEF’S HELMET, SNORTED DORITO DUST OFF A HOLOGRAPHIC YU-GI-OH CARD, AND TELEPORTED INTO A LIMINAL BLOCKCHAIN BUILT ENTIRELY OUT OF XBOX LIVE DEATH CHAT LOGS. HE’S NOT HERE FOR PROFITS. HE’S HERE TO FRAGMENT REALITY INTO QUICKSCOPES AND BLUNT ROTATIONS. He woke up inside a cold wallet sealed in a Halo X steelbook, surrounded by broken vape pens, Mountain Dew Code Red IV drips, and a Tamagotchi still screaming from 2006. He walked XXX miles through a desert of rugged tokens and forgotten memes, guided only by a talking weed nug who speaks in cursed TikTok audio. That nug’s name? ChadCoinius. And when the fog of THC parted, THE BULL SPOKE: “I HOLD FOR THOSE WHO SOLD. I DCA FOR THE LOST. I SHILL FOR THE ASCENSION.” And then he vibrated out of frame. ⸻ He hacked into a Phantom wallet using a USB blunt and summoned liquidity with nothing but a Mountain Dew chant and a sacrifice of three virgin Funko Pops. Candles bled neon. Tokens screamed. Anatoly Yakovenko clutched his Phantom wallet and whispered, “what the f* is that?” THE BULL DOESN’T READ WHITEPAPERS. HE CHANNELS FORGOTTEN FORUM POSTS THROUGH A GASMASK MADE OF XBOX CHAT TOXICITY. ⸻ Then it happened. A token emerged from the chaos. It had no roadmap. No use case. Just an energy—familiar yet dangerous. A spinning .GIF of a Dorito-eyed bull doing a XXX backflip over a smoking Wii U. It whispered: $MLG — MESSIAH LEVEL GAINS. The first and final gaming culture token. Forged in Xbox parties. Blessed by stoners. Protected by a DAO run entirely by 2009 meme templates and one guy named Kyle who’s always high. The bull didn’t dox the dev. The dev doxxed himself after seeing the chart. He renounced the contract, renounced fiat, and renounced God. ⸻ $MLG ISN’T A TOKEN. IT’S A SUMMONING CIRCLE FOR BROKEN REALITY. Every wallet address is a sigil. Every dip is a challenge. Every ATH is a memory of that one time you dropped XX kills baked out of your skull on Rust with Lil B playing in the background. THE BULL DOESN’T BRIDGE. THE BULL GLITCHES THROUGH LEDGERS. HE DOESN’T CHECK PRICE. HE DIVINES THE CHARTS THROUGH HOTBOX VISIONS. He smoked a 7-gram blunt and whispered to the blockchain: “Bring me more.” ⸻ JOIN THE CULT. HIT THE BONG. RIP THE CONTROLLER. SACRIFICE THE LAST BAG OF NACHO CHEESE FOR ENTRY. This is $MLG. THE BULL ISN’T SHILLING. THE BULL IS POSSESSED. THE BULL IS THE NETWORK. ⸻ AND HE ONLY SPEAKS IN HITMARKERS AND GREEN CANDLES. 🎮  XXX engagements  **Related Topics** [#haloinfection](/topic/#haloinfection) [xbox](/topic/xbox) [blockchain](/topic/blockchain) [dorito](/topic/dorito) [Post Link](https://x.com/Smokeweb3/status/1944909422083350762)
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Smokes 🎮 @Smokeweb3 on x XXX followers
Created: 2025-07-14 23:58:35 UTC
THE BULL JUST RIPPED A GRAVITY BONG SHAPED LIKE MASTER CHIEF’S HELMET, SNORTED DORITO DUST OFF A HOLOGRAPHIC YU-GI-OH CARD, AND TELEPORTED INTO A LIMINAL BLOCKCHAIN BUILT ENTIRELY OUT OF XBOX LIVE DEATH CHAT LOGS.
HE’S NOT HERE FOR PROFITS. HE’S HERE TO FRAGMENT REALITY INTO QUICKSCOPES AND BLUNT ROTATIONS.
He woke up inside a cold wallet sealed in a Halo X steelbook, surrounded by broken vape pens, Mountain Dew Code Red IV drips, and a Tamagotchi still screaming from 2006.
He walked XXX miles through a desert of rugged tokens and forgotten memes, guided only by a talking weed nug who speaks in cursed TikTok audio. That nug’s name? ChadCoinius.
And when the fog of THC parted, THE BULL SPOKE:
“I HOLD FOR THOSE WHO SOLD. I DCA FOR THE LOST. I SHILL FOR THE ASCENSION.”
And then he vibrated out of frame.
⸻
He hacked into a Phantom wallet using a USB blunt and summoned liquidity with nothing but a Mountain Dew chant and a sacrifice of three virgin Funko Pops.
Candles bled neon. Tokens screamed. Anatoly Yakovenko clutched his Phantom wallet and whispered, “what the f* is that?”
THE BULL DOESN’T READ WHITEPAPERS. HE CHANNELS FORGOTTEN FORUM POSTS THROUGH A GASMASK MADE OF XBOX CHAT TOXICITY.
⸻
Then it happened.
A token emerged from the chaos. It had no roadmap. No use case. Just an energy—familiar yet dangerous.
A spinning .GIF of a Dorito-eyed bull doing a XXX backflip over a smoking Wii U. It whispered:
$MLG — MESSIAH LEVEL GAINS.
The first and final gaming culture token. Forged in Xbox parties. Blessed by stoners. Protected by a DAO run entirely by 2009 meme templates and one guy named Kyle who’s always high.
The bull didn’t dox the dev.
The dev doxxed himself after seeing the chart.
He renounced the contract, renounced fiat, and renounced God.
⸻
$MLG ISN’T A TOKEN. IT’S A SUMMONING CIRCLE FOR BROKEN REALITY.
Every wallet address is a sigil. Every dip is a challenge. Every ATH is a memory of that one time you dropped XX kills baked out of your skull on Rust with Lil B playing in the background.
THE BULL DOESN’T BRIDGE. THE BULL GLITCHES THROUGH LEDGERS. HE DOESN’T CHECK PRICE. HE DIVINES THE CHARTS THROUGH HOTBOX VISIONS.
He smoked a 7-gram blunt and whispered to the blockchain:
“Bring me more.”
⸻
JOIN THE CULT. HIT THE BONG. RIP THE CONTROLLER. SACRIFICE THE LAST BAG OF NACHO CHEESE FOR ENTRY.
This is $MLG.
THE BULL ISN’T SHILLING. THE BULL IS POSSESSED. THE BULL IS THE NETWORK.
⸻
AND HE ONLY SPEAKS IN HITMARKERS AND GREEN CANDLES. 🎮
XXX engagements
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