Previously:
#1 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1213916710/
#2 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1250275007/
#3 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1292544745/
#4 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1315193920/
#5 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1326391378/
#6 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1333279425/
#7 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1340196069/
#8 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1346800288/
#9 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1353182673/
#10 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1360549149/
#11a https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1367260033/
#11b https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1367260120/
#11c https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1367731900/
#12 https://4-ch.net/dqn/kareha.pl/1372849946/
>>262
Yeah, my impression is the labrys flag is only used by old second wave feminist lesbians, which is a shame because it's objectively the best one.
Still it's a little ironic that it wasn't designed by an actual battleaxe
I often forget posts I make on 4-ch but recognise them when i come across them due to my oft repeated usage of hypens - like this - where dashes would be more appropriate
I'm craving something sweet.
I'm craving some chick's feet.
I'm craving some duck's feet.
>>267
I do the exact same, we may be confusing ourselves with each other on occasion.
As a rule of thumb, if you look at an old post on here and think it's really good, it's probably mine
>>267,271
I'm pretty sure I used to format dashes like that too. I think it's pretty standard.
Also if you look at an old post and think it looks like something a sixteen year old who's trying too hard would post, it's probably mine from when I was sixteen years old.
anyone here play drums
The shraiff don't like it. Lock the taskbar.
Winters are kule down in New Zealand, eh?
I miss Bob Barker. No one before or since has equaled his bobness...
>>890
A cow sounds very large and dangerous, if I were you I'd stick to trying to catch something small and manageable like field mice.
I am in front of the urinal and assuming the pisition
Is she sickness? Is heillness? Are they disease?
You run a coffee shop? I'll make sure to visit yurcafe sometime.
>>898
Is there space for one more in front of that urinal, buddy? :)
It's time that we detax the rich.
>>900
I hope this isn't too forward of me, but maybe I could join you and we could make it a dait?
Hey, come on, let me inon the joke too!
"I'm not gonna use the names of the actual drugs, but one makes you a tweaker, and one makes you a heroin addict." I find that line both unintentionally funny and incredibly horrifying.
Science answer: Pussy is even harder to study than dicks and there's tons of misinfo and disagreement on even that. Dicks actually aren't that hard to study once they got a standardized methodology down. They give them a chemically induced erection and measure depressing the fat until they hit pelvic bone. Average is right at 5.5" for anybody getting decent nutrition during development outside of Asians where there're fewer studies with more contradictory results. Global average is 5.2". Distribution is standard bellcurve with 10s of thousands of data points on record. You would THINK it would be the same with vaginas but last I checked there were zero good studies, the closest ones measured resting vaginal canal size. It showed weirdly massive variation in sizing IIRC, completely out of line with what you would expect. The problem is just like with men they literally change size when aroused, then on top of that they're stretchable. It'd be very difficult to study well because you'd see bigger variations in terms of their degree of arousal and ability to stretch than anything else, plus physical fitness and muscular control would massively skew results too. The loosest bitch who's done some kegels in her life and knows how to flex pelvic floor muscles for instance could skew her results massively vs some girl who's actually tight in general but doesn't. The science just isn't there to give a good answer.
Except horses are some of the stupidest animals (evolutionarily speaking) to exist.
For starters, they physically cannot throw up, meaning if they ingest poison, they’ll die.
Horses can literally also damage their organs and start internally bleeding from running too hard, which makes them one of the only animals that can hurt themselves in an open field (excluding external factors obviously or self-inflicted damage obviously)
Not to mention they’re fragile as fuck and die if they break one of their stupid toothpick legs, and the million other things wrong with them
They also do this other thing called cribbing where they just bite down on something and suck in air, literally inflating themselves to the point of needing to be deflated via a needle.
The world handed you an edgy anime revenge plot and you decided to mope about it.
my wife is literally just reading the entire Wikipedia page on suicide and telling me interesting suicide facts every 10-15 seconds
my wife every time somebody bad happens: its killdozer time!!!
minecraft for the last few years has had maybe the most confused development direction of all time
Theres one dev at Mojang who is under the impression they are making an educational game to teach kids about different types of igneous rocks and animals, one who believes he's making Skyrim Remastered: Blocks Edition, and one guy who has watched youtubers and is under the impression they're designing Industrial Slaughter Simulator 2024/Creepypasta Sim 2024
And all of them live in separate offices and add their updates independently of each other and dont know the others exist.
guy 1: Bad news everyone we have to take out armadillo domestication because i just learned you cant domesticate armadillos in real life and we can't teach the children lies.
guy 2: Spear. Lets add the Spear. It'll be like the sword but different because 1) its its a Spear, 2) its more Tactical. Guys are you hearing this shit. Spear Update
guy 3: I watched 15 horror mods this weekend and I'm adding a new biome called the Silent Sea where the ocean is black and a mob called the Schoinker will eat you unless you wear chainmail leggings.
So I’m a Virgo and my now ex girlfriend used to say that she loved Virgo men but hated Virgo women. I never believed in that stuff so it never really mattered to me. anyways I’ve since transitioned and she’s blocked me on every platform. I’m not sure if she’s transphobic or just astrally misogynist.
I didn’t read most of this but xenomorph heads are very explicitly meant to be phallic.
i liked it. Musk follows closely the genre stereotypes of house music. but instead of blind emulation, Musk understands the "engineering rationale" of the "common house structure" (so to speak), and thus is able to wield it with great sensibility.
because of this sensibility, instead of trying to create something ambitious or unusual, Musk aims to perfect the "common house structure" with his great attention to detail and overall structure.
Deal maker
25 Mar 2024, 05:51
Original was trash, rewrite is worse than shit. Author should stop writing and kill himself
anfauglith
are vndb and vgmdb run by the same people
athena mystery cult
demesne pronunciation
women licking doorknobs blog
>>505
The interim solution is to go to #4-ch and pester the admin to grep the entire website for whatever you're looking for
succes de scandale
>>508 Why not do it yourself? The site is only around 20 mebibytes tops.
>>510
ssz enjoys being pestered into greping for posts. Trust me on this.
Get to work boys!
Listen to me scream 0037!
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>>5
A 4-ch without Bob would be like a sweet, moist Black Forest Gateau without my roommate's cum in it.
I don't like it when you guys reveal that you all know each other outside of the anonymous BBS. That said, I do respect 0037 and would like to hear his perspective on the current state of affairs. I am an arbitrary hypocrite.
everyone mentioned itt is like 44 years old at this point, don't you guys have jobs
>>8
The Sageru admin's wedding was attended by probably half the population of the old SAoVQ.
0037 PLEASE COME BACK AND LEAD US
WE'RE LOST
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WE HAD IT SO GOOD BROS
pssst hey, ooз₇, sorry for being so loud.. could you come here please?
We must keep this thread at the sop of the threads. 0037 must see it!
( ・ω・) Hello everyone! My name is Clonepa.
( ´ω`) Everything in the world is deadly. You should live in a pod and eat bugs, Junior.
(・∀・) I don't want to.
( ´ω`) Junior, what are you doing with my underwear?
(・∀・) Putting them under there.
( ・ω・) Hello everyone! My name is still Clonepa.
( ・ω・) As you know, Bob, I am vast. I contain multitudes. As such, I need SO MUCH MORE attention than the average Shift-JIS face does.
komeiji_satori messy_hair rating:safe
foot_focus solo 1girl rating:e
succubus bioluminescence
bioluminescence dark_skin
>>53 (the results were sadly almost entirely r-18 images of what appears to be a character from that one squid painting game)
kill_me_baby sunglasses
adolf_hitler_(cosplay)
plant_request
foot_focus solo 1girl nightmares crying
plump sweat 1girl solo
lesbian_flag bikini
In the beginning I am running in the forest naked as fast as I can, as if I'm escaping from something. I encounter big swarms of aggressive bees recklessly stinging me on the road but it doesn't stop me. Then I get to a branch and realize that all but one of the stings were actually nails. Strangely, those nails are actually reversed, pointing up with the head inside my skin.
Suddenly, an empty cinema room. I'm standing there, examining the only one of those stings that isn't a nail, and vomitting on it in order to neutralize the poison. The nails are expulsed out of my skin, the scars and the vomit disappear, I take a seat, and people start getting inside the room.
The film starts, and I know even before its beginning it's a sequel to a show I really like (Kaamelott). But that film is fucking terrible, and the only scene I remember is some guy running ejecting nails out of his skin.
Suddenly, I'm in a medieval Europe-styled market next to the forest and a railroad. Someone is with me and goes on the railroad. I tell that person what ey's doing is dangerous and ey comes back. I look at an arcade game in the market and decide to play it. The screen shows a cylindric tower slightly to the left in front of a blue sky with a few clouds, and there are ghosts with their tongues out represented exactly by the same sprite as in the Touhou games for PC-98.
And then I wake up.
I was browsing an old Flash game site and found a Japanese Flash game that appeared to be a cross between a point-and-click adventure game and an episodic, suggestion driven webcomic akin to MSPA or quest threads. I noticed that some of the game's menu assets don't seem to be loading properly (the instructions page would redirect to a 404 and failed to load some text and icons in the Flash itself) and that it might be an outdated version, so I went to hunt for the original Japanese site it came from. Eventually I found the origin site, and along with it a ton of other cute old Japanese Flash sites and a couple western ones in the mix. The origin site was beautiful and very cute and filled with elaborate animations, and the newer version of the game was also filled with cuter, better animations than the first version I ran across. Extremely comfy. I was about to start taking notes on old, Flash-era Japanese web design when I got distracted by browsing 4chan and woke up shortly after.
The dream sites were shockingly authentic to the absolute best of Flash-era Japanese web design I remember, and I wish I could remember the details better so as to replicate the dream site in real life. I miss that era of the web.
I've been having far too many internet-related dreams as of late.
I made a post on DQN along the lines of "if you see the Buddha on Reddit, make sure you upvote him and award him at least silver."
With the death of the VIP Yume thread I'll have to start writing my reports here. Last night was a more involved one. Similar to a previous dream this week, there was some kind of vaguely apocalyptic undertone going on, mostly communicated through little bits of worldbuilding.
I forget a few segments, but here are some of the vignettes that stuck with me, in vaguely the order in which they appeared. In one scene I was driving somewhere with a friend who in my dream was also some kind of crime or business partner. We all got one of those government alerts on our phones that said that multiple locations had been targeted by foreign powers for a nuclear attack. The dream had placed us somewhere in the midwest, I think Chicago or some other large city, and I remember my friend suggesting that we'd probably be alright.
This all melded/transformed into another scene. My shitty ex was out in a forest clearing with several other people. Suddenly the view cut to Goemon from Lupin III meditating in the grass somewhere else in the field. He proceeded to shoot my ex straight through her chest with a large bow and arrow. In the commotion that ensued some dark figure ran off and started ninja jumping/flying through the trees--Goemon pursued. This sort of changed into me controlling Goemon as if it was a video game--I could feel "my" hands using a mouse and keyboard while the scene continued. There was some kind of duel in an underground building that I had to "replay" once or twice because I kept losing, but eventually Goemon--who by this point was just me again--could proceed.
Some Ukrainian woman snuggled up to me. She was distractingly pretty, and said something I didn't understand, then woke me up just as I was getting interested in her.
Bitch.
I squeezed a little tire-pump size boil on my left forearm, and both times I tried a full armful of pus came out. Well I took one of these armfuls and asked who else but Doctor House about it. He informed me that this was a sure-fire sign that DNA had stopped flowing to my arm.
I told him that this was vexing and ridiculous, but then inspected my left hand to discover that my fingers were shrivelling, and that my nails were blackened with a couple of them disintegrated with the ends turning into hair rather than nail.
I was exploring a huge spooky Victorian-style house. In one of the rooms deep in the house there was a meetup of five or six DQN posters. For some reason most of you turned out to be Asian.
They all call me Asian Andrew
I was lost in a huge factory complex, following somebody's instructions to build stupidly elaborate devices that make orange juice in bulk. Whoever he was, he said if I do it wrong it will all blow up and I'll die. About the time I realized I was dreaming Portal II and breakfast at the same time, I woke up.
Harry lives in an apartment with the Dursleys with a hyperpredatory lease that aims to get as much money out of the residents through fines as possible. As just a facet of the multitude of ways in which the corporate machine of a building sucks cash out of the residents, we spy a middle aged man trip and spill a giant pot of soup on the common area red carpet, between the highrise apartment buildings that jut far up into the grey overcast skies. He laments and is sad and frustrated at how much his trip to the ground is going to cost him.
The management even went so far as to track how often the cleaners had to go inside each resident's space to do routine cleaning and maintenance, which is tracked on two handy mechanical spring devices installed in front of each door. The cog shaped wheel turns each time the space is cleaned by the crew and displays double digit analog numbers on each side of the entrance door.
In a freak accident Harry spills and crushes a bunch of pretzels into the red interior carpet of the building. Vernon, whose 3 inch diameter life support tubes in the side of hist stomach, shaggy black hair, closed eyes, mouth that doesn't move when he speaks and hospital gown occupy one's entire field of vision when he speaks, barks out "Dudley wouldn't do that!" All of a sudden the door on a closet in Dudley's room explodes and a wave of piss spills out and starts to flood the downstairs portion of the apartment. Vernon becomes furious with rage and his life support tubes slowly pop out one by one with steam popping out. Harry in puppet form, mysteriously wearing a green pointy hat, yells to him "Nooo don't do it!" in an attempt to save Vernon's life. Vernon says "It's better this way" before the last tube flies out with some steam and he dies as the piss floods the room, hoping that his life support money would pay his family enough to live on.
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