π© heyy theree sender!:>
if you have more than 3 postcards to send at once, you have to forward all of your postcards to a channel. since we got no limit of sending, you may send a loooooot of postcards, as much as you want π©·
if you have more than 3 postcards to send at once, you have to forward all of your postcards to a channel. since we got no limit of sending, you may send a loooooot of postcards, as much as you want π©·
for instance, you have 5 postcards to send:0 . you have to create a new channel and forward all of your postcards into the channel! then, when our menfess shift is open, you may send us the username of your channel. as simple as "@.channelusername" to our bot. we'll be waiting for your postcards, velthis!
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π© Hi Sender! Please note that you are not allowed to create your own caption, as we have already provided a caption template here. The caption may only be edited in the sender's name section at the very end.
π© Hi Sender! Untuk mengirim menfess yang lebih dari 3, bisa menggunakan channel dan dikirim ke bot dengan format ini yaaa!
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We'll be opening the menfession session at 19.00 WIB in just a moment. Time to get your menfession ready, Velthis, ho.. ho.. ho.. π
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Ding.. dong.. π It's time! Send your menfess to @.HOLD now and let your words travel gently this Christmas season. Submissions are open and every message will be forwarded, wrapped in a little holiday warmth and quiet magic.
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The trees rise in their mirthful regalia, bough garlanded with chromatic baubles and crowned at its zenith by a star of unblemished radiance. Snow has settled in generous drifts this season. @THEGRITNER, has your most treasured sweater found querencia upon your shoulders? Your ubiquity has fraternised me through anaemic chapters. From the days when we clutched our wands with endearing ineptitude to hour we learned to concoct our own draughts. I can only pray the winged courier has not consigned this missive astray. Should it be you who reads these lines, may forbearing providence abide faithfully at your side. May that crescent-shaped smile of yours, ever reminiscent of a newborn moonβremains beatitude upon your face. Tell, would you herald Christmas by my side?
Magical Christmas wishes from,
GRITNER's Ni-Ki! πͺβοΈ
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The trees rise in their mirthful regalia, bough garlanded with chromatic baubles and crowned at its zenith by a star of unblemished radiance. Snow has settled in generous drifts this season. @THEGRITNER, has your most treasured sweater found querencia upon your shoulders? Your ubiquity has fraternised me through anaemic chapters. From the days when we clutched our wands with endearing ineptitude to hour we learned to concoct our own draughts. I can only pray the winged courier has not consigned this missive astray. Should it be you who reads these lines, may forbearing providence abide faithfully at your side. May that crescent-shaped smile of yours, ever reminiscent of a newborn moonβremains beatitude upon your face. Tell, would you herald Christmas by my side?
Magical Christmas wishes from,
GRITNER's Ni-Ki! πͺβοΈ
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The trees rise in their mirthful regalia, bough garlanded with chromatic baubles and crowned at its zenith by a star of unblemished radiance. Snow has settled in generous drifts this season. @ENHSCAPE, has your most treasured sweater found querencia upon your shoulders? Your ubiquity has fraternised me through anaemic chapters. From the days when we clutched our wands with endearing ineptitude to hour we learned to concoct our own draughts. I can only pray the winged courier has not consigned this missive astray. Should it be you who reads these lines, may forbearing providence abide faithfully at your side. May that crescent-shaped smile of yours, ever reminiscent of a newborn moonβremains beatitude upon your face. Tell, would you herald Christmas by my side?
Magical Christmas wishes from,
Novan! πͺβοΈ
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The trees rise in their mirthful regalia, bough garlanded with chromatic baubles and crowned at its zenith by a star of unblemished radiance. Snow has settled in generous drifts this season. @ENHSCAPE, has your most treasured sweater found querencia upon your shoulders? Your ubiquity has fraternised me through anaemic chapters. From the days when we clutched our wands with endearing ineptitude to hour we learned to concoct our own draughts. I can only pray the winged courier has not consigned this missive astray. Should it be you who reads these lines, may forbearing providence abide faithfully at your side. May that crescent-shaped smile of yours, ever reminiscent of a newborn moonβremains beatitude upon your face. Tell, would you herald Christmas by my side?
Magical Christmas wishes from,
Novan! πͺβοΈ
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The trees rise in their mirthful regalia, bough garlanded with chromatic baubles and crowned at its zenith by a star of unblemished radiance. Snow has settled in generous drifts this season. @ENHYVAMP, has your most treasured sweater found querencia upon your shoulders? Your ubiquity has fraternised me through anaemic chapters. From the days when we clutched our wands with endearing ineptitude to hour we learned to concoct our own draughts. I can only pray the winged courier has not consigned this missive astray. Should it be you who reads these lines, may forbearing providence abide faithfully at your side. May that crescent-shaped smile of yours, ever reminiscent of a newborn moonβremains beatitude upon your face. Tell, would you herald Christmas by my side?
Magical Christmas wishes from,
Novan! πͺβοΈ
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The trees rise in their mirthful regalia, bough garlanded with chromatic baubles and crowned at its zenith by a star of unblemished radiance. Snow has settled in generous drifts this season. @ENHYVAMP, has your most treasured sweater found querencia upon your shoulders? Your ubiquity has fraternised me through anaemic chapters. From the days when we clutched our wands with endearing ineptitude to hour we learned to concoct our own draughts. I can only pray the winged courier has not consigned this missive astray. Should it be you who reads these lines, may forbearing providence abide faithfully at your side. May that crescent-shaped smile of yours, ever reminiscent of a newborn moonβremains beatitude upon your face. Tell, would you herald Christmas by my side?
Magical Christmas wishes from,
Novan! πͺβοΈ
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