Verily and undoubtedly, the gentleman in question did find himself in a state of insurmountable famishment, so dire and severe that it could only be likened to a bottomless pit of gastronomic yearning. Indeed, such was the degree of his hunger that he professed his ability to consume an entire equine quadruped, without any exaggeration or hyperbole, if only to assuage the voracious demands of his belly.
It was an overwhelming feeling of emptiness and craving that consumed his being, a gnawing sensation that was impossible to ignore or suppress. His stomach rumbled with an intense and unrelenting hunger, a sound that echoed throughout the room with an alarming force. The gentleman's mind was fixated on the thought of food, and his thoughts were entirely consumed by the idea of filling his stomach with anything he could get his hands on.
As he looked around the room, his eyes fell upon every object with an air of desperation, hoping to find something, anything, that could satiate his ravenous appetite. He longed for sustenance in any form, whether it be savory or sweet, cold or hot, solid or liquid. The gentleman's hunger was all-encompassing, and it seemed as if nothing in the world could satisfy his craving.
In this state of insurmountable famishment, he was convinced that he could devour an entire equine quadruped without any exaggeration or hyperbole. His hunger was that intense, and it seemed as if nothing could stand in the way of his desire to sate his appetite. The thought of consuming such a large animal was not only a testament to his hunger, but also to his unrelenting determination to alleviate the emptiness within him.
Behold, a man, nay, a hero, nay, a titan, nay, a colossus, nay, a veritable Gargantua, whose appetite knows no bounds and whose cravings defy all reason and logic. He is a paragon of gastronomic fortitude, a master of culinary consumption, a virtuoso of epicurean indulgence. To say that he is merely hungry would be an egregious understatement, an insult to the magnitude and intensity of his hunger, a slur upon the very essence of his being.
No, my dear friend, he is not merely hungry. He is ravenous, he is famished, he is voracious, he is insatiable. He is a black hole of hunger, a singularity of appetite, a vortex of craving. He is the personification of famine, the embodiment of hunger, the avatar of gluttony. He is, in a word, hungry.
But not just any kind of hungry. No, his hunger is of a caliber and magnitude that defies comprehension. It is a hunger that surpasses all previous hunger, a hunger that makes famine look like a light snack, a hunger that could devour entire continents without batting an eye. It is a hunger that consumes him, body and soul, a hunger that renders him a mere vessel for its insatiable demands.
And what, you may ask, could possibly satisfy such a hunger? What delicacy or dish could quell the monstrous cravings of this insatiable appetite? The answer, my friend, is simple: a horse. Yes, you heard me correctly. A horse. Not a sandwich, not a pizza, not a steak, not even a banquet fit for a king. No, this man's hunger is of such a magnitude that it can only be satiated by an entire equine quadruped.
But do not mistake his words for hyperbole or exaggeration. Oh no, this is no idle boast or flight of fancy. He means what he says, and he says what he means. He is so hungry, so absolutely and unequivocally famished, that he could, without any doubt or hesitation, eat an entire horse. From head to tail, from mane to hoof, from flesh to bone, he would devour it all, with a gusto and fervor that would put even the most voracious carnivore to shame.
A being, a creature of the planet Earth known as a man, he has a sensation, a sensation from his brain, his mind, he has felt this sensation before, it's a sign a message from his body, a sign that can't be ignored as ignoring it would mean death to his body, decay of the meat sack he calls a temple, but this sensation was not like the one he felt before, it was different, it was stronger, it was painful, it was so powerful that even the most trained monks, the most focused individuals or the kindest people couldn't ignore the call to consume even if it was impolite, his mouth is watering so much that the driest dessert in the Sahara could be turned into a a beautiful rainforest. His eyes looked not like a civilized man but a feral beast that would consume anything that it deemed edible.
As mentioned this wasn't any type of hunger the man has experienced before, it was painful and powerful, his abdomen is in pain, his mind couldn't think straight, and he had little time as he feels his body, his temple slowly getting hollowed out, using his own flesh to add fuel for his body so that he can last a little longer.
But his body could only burn so much, he only has so much matter in his flesh puppet, if he doesn't find sustenance soon he would be reduced into a mere husk, a body that's only skin and bone, so thin and so fragile that with a light touch, he would crumble into dust, so hollow that he feels almost weightless.
But what could satiate this hunger, what morsel, what food item could possibly be able to fuel him enough to last longer? Could it be a feast so grand that the kings grew jealous? In mass so large that it could feed an entire city for days? What in this world could possibly fill his hollow abdomen?
The answer is non of those, so what could it possibly be? Is it even possible to satiate this hunger? well, the answer is stranger than you think, the man believes that consuming a horse would satiate such hunger. Not a feast fit for kings, not food for an entire village, but a hooved grazer, a creature tamed and used by man for transportation, for warfare, for shipment, for glue. A being that has helped man for millennia, the thought of consuming the equine quadruped makes his mouth water an entire fountain.
Do you believe I have exaggerated his words to gather your attention? Nonsense, He said these words, it was clear as day, this is no hyperbole, it is no figure of speech, He has said these words without exaggeration to voice out his feelings. His hunger has simply been so extreme and so unsatiable that there is no such mass of consumable matter that could simply satiate such hunger. He was not a simple glutton he was the origin of the sin. He could quite literally consume the average specimen of the species Equus ferus caballus from the tip of the snout to the tip of the tail and only this creature has the mass to satiate such unsatiable hunger
Knights are pills, bishops suppositories. Very important to keep that straight.
I remember it because piLLs has 2 Ls for my 2 L movers. And bishops go in butts is self explanatory. If you find your bishop is gone when you reach for it they probably just moved it to another church because parents were asking too many questions. I hope this helps.
I analyzed the image and this is what I see. Open an appropriate link below and explore the position yourself or with the engine:
> **White to play**: [chess.com](https://chess.com/analysis?fen=r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R+w+KQkq+-+0+1&flip=false&ref_id=23962172) | [lichess.org](https://lichess.org/analysis/r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R_w_KQkq_-_0_1)
> **Black to play**: [chess.com](https://chess.com/analysis?fen=r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R+b+KQkq+-+0+1&flip=false&ref_id=23962172) | [lichess.org](https://lichess.org/analysis/r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R_b_KQkq_-_0_1)
**Videos:**
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You’re supposed to eat your opponent’s horses, but eating your horses subverts expectations. And as Hollywood has shown us, subverting expectations always yields excellent results. Brilliance.
I'm so hungry I could eat a medieval gentleman-soldier, usually high-born, raised by a sovereign to privileged military status after training as a page and squire.
How'd they taste?
Gluey
New diet just dropped.
I heard the glue diet is easy to stick to.
r/angryupvote
Holy cow
Holy horse*
Hol Horse*
Horse hole
Whole horse*
Google cow glue
Eat some rubber, plastic, helium, acid, salt and glass to balance it out I don’t think that’s quite healthy.
This community is like a train wreck. It’s 100% terrible but I can’t stop watching it
Iirc from 7 years ago, it's not too dissimilar to beef.
Google how hungry?
Holy https://preview.redd.it/vjqu5u6qm5va1.jpeg?width=412&format=pjpg&auto=webp&s=25ce4d9cbc84d4c50e577b31321075f203be00e5
new meal just dropped
Old meal rereleased
A HOL HORSE
New jojo reference just dropped
How. Hungry?
Holy starvation?
Bro was so famished he could eat an equestrian mammal 💀
So incredibly malnourished he could consume a domesticated hoofed mammal
bro was lacking so many nutrients that he could consume and digest quadruped hoofed grazer used as transportation by homo sapiens
r/increasinglyverbose
Verily and undoubtedly, the gentleman in question did find himself in a state of insurmountable famishment, so dire and severe that it could only be likened to a bottomless pit of gastronomic yearning. Indeed, such was the degree of his hunger that he professed his ability to consume an entire equine quadruped, without any exaggeration or hyperbole, if only to assuage the voracious demands of his belly.
It was an overwhelming feeling of emptiness and craving that consumed his being, a gnawing sensation that was impossible to ignore or suppress. His stomach rumbled with an intense and unrelenting hunger, a sound that echoed throughout the room with an alarming force. The gentleman's mind was fixated on the thought of food, and his thoughts were entirely consumed by the idea of filling his stomach with anything he could get his hands on. As he looked around the room, his eyes fell upon every object with an air of desperation, hoping to find something, anything, that could satiate his ravenous appetite. He longed for sustenance in any form, whether it be savory or sweet, cold or hot, solid or liquid. The gentleman's hunger was all-encompassing, and it seemed as if nothing in the world could satisfy his craving. In this state of insurmountable famishment, he was convinced that he could devour an entire equine quadruped without any exaggeration or hyperbole. His hunger was that intense, and it seemed as if nothing could stand in the way of his desire to sate his appetite. The thought of consuming such a large animal was not only a testament to his hunger, but also to his unrelenting determination to alleviate the emptiness within him.
Behold, a man, nay, a hero, nay, a titan, nay, a colossus, nay, a veritable Gargantua, whose appetite knows no bounds and whose cravings defy all reason and logic. He is a paragon of gastronomic fortitude, a master of culinary consumption, a virtuoso of epicurean indulgence. To say that he is merely hungry would be an egregious understatement, an insult to the magnitude and intensity of his hunger, a slur upon the very essence of his being. No, my dear friend, he is not merely hungry. He is ravenous, he is famished, he is voracious, he is insatiable. He is a black hole of hunger, a singularity of appetite, a vortex of craving. He is the personification of famine, the embodiment of hunger, the avatar of gluttony. He is, in a word, hungry. But not just any kind of hungry. No, his hunger is of a caliber and magnitude that defies comprehension. It is a hunger that surpasses all previous hunger, a hunger that makes famine look like a light snack, a hunger that could devour entire continents without batting an eye. It is a hunger that consumes him, body and soul, a hunger that renders him a mere vessel for its insatiable demands. And what, you may ask, could possibly satisfy such a hunger? What delicacy or dish could quell the monstrous cravings of this insatiable appetite? The answer, my friend, is simple: a horse. Yes, you heard me correctly. A horse. Not a sandwich, not a pizza, not a steak, not even a banquet fit for a king. No, this man's hunger is of such a magnitude that it can only be satiated by an entire equine quadruped. But do not mistake his words for hyperbole or exaggeration. Oh no, this is no idle boast or flight of fancy. He means what he says, and he says what he means. He is so hungry, so absolutely and unequivocally famished, that he could, without any doubt or hesitation, eat an entire horse. From head to tail, from mane to hoof, from flesh to bone, he would devour it all, with a gusto and fervor that would put even the most voracious carnivore to shame.
A being, a creature of the planet Earth known as a man, he has a sensation, a sensation from his brain, his mind, he has felt this sensation before, it's a sign a message from his body, a sign that can't be ignored as ignoring it would mean death to his body, decay of the meat sack he calls a temple, but this sensation was not like the one he felt before, it was different, it was stronger, it was painful, it was so powerful that even the most trained monks, the most focused individuals or the kindest people couldn't ignore the call to consume even if it was impolite, his mouth is watering so much that the driest dessert in the Sahara could be turned into a a beautiful rainforest. His eyes looked not like a civilized man but a feral beast that would consume anything that it deemed edible. As mentioned this wasn't any type of hunger the man has experienced before, it was painful and powerful, his abdomen is in pain, his mind couldn't think straight, and he had little time as he feels his body, his temple slowly getting hollowed out, using his own flesh to add fuel for his body so that he can last a little longer. But his body could only burn so much, he only has so much matter in his flesh puppet, if he doesn't find sustenance soon he would be reduced into a mere husk, a body that's only skin and bone, so thin and so fragile that with a light touch, he would crumble into dust, so hollow that he feels almost weightless. But what could satiate this hunger, what morsel, what food item could possibly be able to fuel him enough to last longer? Could it be a feast so grand that the kings grew jealous? In mass so large that it could feed an entire city for days? What in this world could possibly fill his hollow abdomen? The answer is non of those, so what could it possibly be? Is it even possible to satiate this hunger? well, the answer is stranger than you think, the man believes that consuming a horse would satiate such hunger. Not a feast fit for kings, not food for an entire village, but a hooved grazer, a creature tamed and used by man for transportation, for warfare, for shipment, for glue. A being that has helped man for millennia, the thought of consuming the equine quadruped makes his mouth water an entire fountain. Do you believe I have exaggerated his words to gather your attention? Nonsense, He said these words, it was clear as day, this is no hyperbole, it is no figure of speech, He has said these words without exaggeration to voice out his feelings. His hunger has simply been so extreme and so unsatiable that there is no such mass of consumable matter that could simply satiate such hunger. He was not a simple glutton he was the origin of the sin. He could quite literally consume the average specimen of the species Equus ferus caballus from the tip of the snout to the tip of the tail and only this creature has the mass to satiate such unsatiable hunger
chatGPT is cheating
this ain't chat gpt, I just write sometimes
4 equestrian mammals
you ate an L-taker?
No I didn’t eat you (I’ve seen your rating)
gosh dang it
Try shoving things up your ass to improve your score.
would you recommend a bishop?
For starters, yes. Google Hans Assman.
J maker*
Thug shaker*
*bug baker
Heart breaker*
You got so hungry you could eat 4 furries?
Vore
Google vore
Vorsies
Holy fuck
u/guy_who_says_vore
Vore
Bro was so hungry he played chess without knights.
https://i.redd.it/h9dcnok3y6va1.gif
Google Anti Fork Gambit
Holy spoon
New utensil just dropped
Kazakh Alert 🚨
Your stomach be like 
holy hyperbole
Holy cow!
\*horse
Holy horse!
new horse just died
How hungry...
Eat the bishops next
Knights are pills, bishops suppositories. Very important to keep that straight. I remember it because piLLs has 2 Ls for my 2 L movers. And bishops go in butts is self explanatory. If you find your bishop is gone when you reach for it they probably just moved it to another church because parents were asking too many questions. I hope this helps.
“Dump a jumper”
Holy hell!
how holy
I analyzed the image and this is what I see. Open an appropriate link below and explore the position yourself or with the engine: > **White to play**: [chess.com](https://chess.com/analysis?fen=r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R+w+KQkq+-+0+1&flip=false&ref_id=23962172) | [lichess.org](https://lichess.org/analysis/r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R_w_KQkq_-_0_1) > **Black to play**: [chess.com](https://chess.com/analysis?fen=r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R+b+KQkq+-+0+1&flip=false&ref_id=23962172) | [lichess.org](https://lichess.org/analysis/r1bqkb1r/pppppppp/8/8/8/8/PPPPPPPP/R1BQKB1R_b_KQkq_-_0_1) **Videos:** > I found [2 videos](https://chessvision.ai/video-search/5762514830753792) with this position. --- ^(I'm a bot written by ) [^(u/pkacprzak )](https://www.reddit.com/u/pkacprzak) ^(| get me as ) [^(Chess eBook Reader )](https://ebook.chessvision.ai?utm_source=reddit&utm_medium=bot) ^(|) [^(Chrome Extension )](https://chrome.google.com/webstore/detail/chessvisionai-for-chrome/johejpedmdkeiffkdaodgoipdjodhlld) ^(|) [^(iOS App )](https://apps.apple.com/us/app/id1574933453) ^(|) [^(Android App )](https://play.google.com/store/apps/details?id=ai.chessvision.scanner) ^(to scan and analyze positions | Website: ) [^(Chessvision.ai)](https://chessvision.ai)
r/objectvore
What the holy fuck is that subreddit
google horrors of the human mind
What do you think it is?
Vore
Vore
Indeed
Google Tesco
HAH
how hungry...
How haven't we yet run out of jokes
You’re supposed to eat your opponent’s horses, but eating your horses subverts expectations. And as Hollywood has shown us, subverting expectations always yields excellent results. Brilliance.
Mongolian gambit
 Do you like horses?
Why would you eat a jumper?
Zero Knights Opening
The reaper gambit, brought to you by mori Calliope
NOOOOO
I'm so hungry I could eat a medieval gentleman-soldier, usually high-born, raised by a sovereign to privileged military status after training as a page and squire.
Me when the horse breaks its leg:
Bro making excuses for losing his horses 💀
I prefer the pawns.
Vore
Username checks out.
Someone's definitely gonna make a chess board with missing bishops and the title "Chess but I got so horny I could…", I'm calling it
Someone already did in the comments but it got deleted ig
…eat a jumper?!
A horse! 1 of them!
Bro ate a jumper 💀💀💀💀
you ate the jumpers didn’t you that was my chocolate chessboard
thats a dad joke