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Hi, Im Harold! I’m a very hard-working farmer from Normieville, USA. I have a beautiful wife named Virginia and two children, Michael and Sylvia.
I love waking up early and tending to all the chores that sustain our beloved farm. While its a lot of work, I absolutely love the independence that it provides us.
One day, a catastrophic storm decimated all our crops and left our farm in complete shambles. Within a short period of time, we lost practically everything we worked so hard for. I wept for many hours knowing that I didn’t have much left to rebuild our farm.
I reluctantly went out to the fields to survey the damage and was surprised to meet a little blue bag named Baby Bluey. After witnessing everything that happened, Baby Bluey looked at me cheerfully and said, “Dont worry fam, I gotchou. He then broke off a piece of his bag and offered it to me to help us get back on our feet.
In return, all Baby Bluey asked me for was to help fulfill his dream of one day becoming a Cosmic Bag, which I graciously obliged. Baby Bluey also agreed to help us secure even bigger bags! And so, our friendship was born.
Hi, Im Harolds wife Virginia and these are our two lovely children, Michael and Sylvia
Nothing very interesting ever happens here in Normieville and sometimes it’s almost a little too quiet. It never bothers Harold though as he stays pretty busy with the farm and is always getting into something - especially with that new little friend of his Baby Bluey.
Baby Bluey keeps insisting that he knows of a magical portal to a pixel dimension called The Bagaverse where bags flow abundantly. He believes that it’s the solution to our recent financial woes. He also claims that a key to him becoming a Cosmic bag may lie in The Bagaverse. I dont know what to make of it all, but it sures sounds interesting.
Harold promised that one day he’ll take us to see life outside of Normieville, as weve never left our quaint little hometown. I dream of seeing what life is like in the big city. Maybe it’s time to Enter The Bagaverse!
”I love it when they call me Bag Pappa.”
I wanted to be a bag champion.
”Bagnilla Ice, Ice baby.
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May the Bags be with you.”
Bag love!
”Bag on, bag off.
”Bags are the way.
”The Bags of The Righteous Man.”
”Now say my name, Bagsenberg!”
”All I have in this world, is my bags and my word.
Preeminent scientists claim that The Bagaverse began as an infinitely rich, but miniscule bag. This infinitesimal bagularity began expanding until it reached the size of a Super Big Bag.
Immense pressure accumulated inside of this bag, until it violently exploded - spilling its tremendous natural resources all throughout space.
And it is from this great explosion, this monstrously big bag, that all matter, time, space and energy were created.
Sometimes, in order to get to the truth, one must think outside of the bag. So, we’ve enlisted some of the brightest minds to solve the mystery of The Bagaverse.
Some say The Bagaverse is eternal. Others claim it is finite with well defined boundaries and with enough force, one can transcend The Bagaverse!
Still, we are not so sure as weve heard stories that The Bagaverse is a simulated reality created by a technologically advanced group of beings called The Psyopuras. Sounds crazy, I know! But, we can’t rule it out, as anything is possible!
The Bags Bro! brand embodies a playful, fun, comedic, and irreverent spirit. It all began with a lighthearted joke between the co-founder and founder about the obsessive pursuit of "getting bags" in the NFT space.
What started as a running gag evolved over weeks and months into a series of skits, music, and animations, ultimately giving birth to the Bags Bro! brand. This evolution from an inside joke to a full-fledged brand captures the essence of the NFT community's humor and passion.
Download the Bags Bro! music single and swag out with ya bag out!
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Explore The Bagaverse!
Harold threw on his travelling clothes and jumped inside his car with Baby Bluey to find the entrance to The Bagaverse.
As they approached the border of Normieville, Baby Bluey pointed to a ravine with a small tunnel that Harold had never noticed before. The tunnel was overgrown with trees and branches and Harold was barely able to fit his car through it.
Harold drove through the tunnel carefully and noticed something strange happening. The structure of his body and everything around him was becoming pixelated.
He looked towards Baby Bluey with bewilderment to discover that he had completely transformed into a pixel bag. Noticing his growing fear, Baby Bluey looked calmly at Harold and said, “Don’t trip fam. The Bagaverse is within you.
They exited the tunnel and drove into a small town that surprisingly looked just like Normieville! But something was very different about this town. There were happy little baby bags bouncing around everywhere!
Baby Bluey looked at Harold gleefully knowing that they were well on their way to securing the bags to rebuild the farm.
Chief bagnosticator and administer of the holy bag of eternal life. Double PhD in Bagonomics/Bagsbrophysics and graduated cum laude from the University of Bagladesh.
Leading authority and civic leader of indigenous bag rights and has championed progressive bag legislation in over 46 counties throughout the United States.
Published over 33 peer reviewed journals on the science of The Big Bag Theory and the origins of The Bagaverse. Has patented over 13 inventions integrating advanced quantum mechanics into the process of accumulating higher orders of bags.
A certified degenerate with fire ass bars and bangin beats that will make your neighbors call the po-po.
A metaverse destroyer, blockchain daemon and NFT expunger that will wreak havoc to your entire WEB3 ecosystem. Dont leave your Metamask wallet around me - true playa for real!
Most days, youll find me perusing the aisles of a Family Dollar store looking for discounts on Pez candies or lounging in a dingy alley with the homies sippin on Mad Dog with Black Cherry Kool-aid. Real OGs know!
One of the few Real OGs left on the planet. Bunny runs through bags like Bo Jackson steamrolling over Brian Bosworth at the 1-yard line. A cold blooded savage.
Bunny the type to snatch ya mamma up and jack her EBT Card and WIC vouchers with no remorse. The type to walk in the corner chicken spot, steal all the hot sauce packets and dare you to say something.
Dont leave any kind of bags laying around Bunny. Sandwich bags, Ziploc bags, Hefty Cinch Sak bags. Makes no difference. Theyll all come up missing!
Im like part chocolate flan, part Jackie Chan. Sweet and saucy, but will backhand the shit out yo punk ass you keep talkin crazy. Get on some hood shit and jack your rims at the stop light. Think Im playin.
They call me Queen Empress of the Bagnobi Clan. Bestower of the bottomless bag and trusted keeper of the sacred order of Bagchezidak. An honorary Bag Belt holder and undefeated in international Bagkwon-Do tournaments. In other words, run up on a boss baddie like me and Im liable to jettison that ass into an entirely different dimension. I wish you would!
