U+216A (Roman Numeral Eleven) - The Unicode Character Reference
Ⅺ Unicode Roman Numeral Eleven
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Whale oil was then the most important raw material for the production of margarine and soap in Germany and the country was the second largest purchaser of Norwegian whale oil, importing some 200,000 metric tonnes annually. Besides the disadvantage of being dependent on imports, it was thought that Germany would soon likely be at war, which was considered to put too much strain on Germanyfs foreign currency reserves.
Due to an inability to read Japanese, one must conjecture a backstory for this simulation. It seems a female patient has visited her doctor, suffering from what was at one time diagnosed as hysteria. Period remedies called for a treatment known as a pelvic massage. A slave to the Hippocratic Oath, the player-controlled doctor must administer the treatment.
The pelvic massage is a relatively straightforward procedure; calming the patient down and getting her to undress is the primary obstacle here. Even once the clothes are removed, her arms and legs need to be straightened out. With time, patience, and gentle but firm drags of the mouse, the lady's ailment can be treated.
"total crap, but I enjoy it"
Hey, new Zappa album!
a boomerang attacking the seattle space needle's imouto
Is it still pretentious if the story includes a scene where a guy punches a leprechaun in the balls? Because he totally does. Bam! Right in the lucky charms.
This guy isn't dead. He's alive and kicking and resides in Michigan. His name is Melbourne Fronk and is currently employed to remove bird droppings from government buildings. Apparently he was recently arrested for exposing his genitals to a female bus driver when asked for his ticket.
I'm pretty sure the Kihunters are spitting saliva at you.
here we go again, high everybody. first tiem I've been sober and awake at the same time since Last Thrusday. babydoll what's the agenda for the day? What do you want to do? running? acourse you'd want to go running. it's ighty bright out and the light hurts my eyes. maybe do a nighttime run. yeah, I gotta go to the store anyway I'm out of liquor. i' am a re stless. let's fuck darling. Iknow you're sore from last time, but let's gie it a go anywa. I done herard that you were a dogfucker that you done fooled around with that Winniebago when you was in middle shool. how is it? i got a dog here, you see. but she's my sweetheart two, my second baby. no fuckingallowed. shipshap, get on outta here dg, daddy is havingspecial time with sweetheart. you taste like pussyhoney, babe. you been cheeating on me with perfumem soap? I know the soap os good, but you can't shove it up your asshole lke that. my circumscision kit came in the mail the otherd day. let's do some homemade penisocectomyies. shii naa we can wrangle up a coupe of neighbors of imne no obdy will miss 'em. just kidding just kidding we still gotta kill that there tulpafag tough he's shut up maybehe wa kill by his tulap. fuck soap. let's fuck soap.
Oh, so you mean that's what they did to Justin Beiber?
And here this whole time I thought they stuck him on a spike and ate his pasty, veal-esq flesh.
I love diarrhea.
I was one of the first people who started the MLP fandom 'meme'. Yeah, that's how it all began; Me and some other fellows from /co/ IRC thought it would be funny to pretend to like MLP, a random kid's show. We didn't think too hard about it, we figured it harmless fun. How couldn't we at the time? But we should have considered what potential damage this would cause if it really worked. Not just to 4chan, but unbeknownst to us, eventually the entire internet. It wasn't long before people started taking it seriously and giving MLP a chance, and what do you know, people who actually ENJOYED this fucking kid's show emerged. We were stunned, and the joke wasn't funny anymore. We had to stop things before it got out of hand. Unfortunately, they spread like cancer. Even after ending our involvement the MLP trend grew and grew, we couldn't prevent it. It engulfed the board and soon 4chan. We even tried coming clean about the troll we made, but it was too late, and we were ignored or called trolls (ironically).
I'm sorry /v/, I really am. A day doesn't pass by where I don't cringe and hate myself for what I did. Those friends I mentioned I can't even speak to anymore, since they ended up giving in to the trend and becoming ponies themselves. This has all made me uncomfortable enough that I'm considering moving on from the internet. But before I do this, if you could somehow see it in your hearts to forgive me I would appreciate it. But even if you do, the damage has already been done and there's no way I can make up for it, and that will always haunt me.
Sometimes I wonder, if we hadn't did what we did, could this all have been avoided? I wonder...
For all that I enjoy my life, I'm not particularly committed to it. I often wonder about doing things like withdrawing all my money in banknotes and tearing it into confetti, or cutting contact with everyone I know and starting a new life on the other side of the planet, or committing suicide and leaving a note saying "Sorry, I got bored".
I wouldn't give you 2 cents for a broken meteor either.
I live with a twelve year old girl, but she's a real bitch.
I'm building a starship with a Mohawk. And apparently that word needs to be capitalized. Learn something new every day...
Sometimes I think I'm going insane, I swear I might hijack a plane.
Say that you would prefer apple juice.
take the res sickness and revive at the spirit healer
Become a guiding spirit for Jack Aaronova.
put face firmly between dead man's buttocks
get shot nine times for your money
Rub the dead man's buttocks to summon the genie of the butt (this butt).
You decide to play along for now. First of all, you never managed to take that apple juice break you wanted. You politely request some nice cloudy apple juice, which Alexei kindly obliges, citing your earlier demand back at >>401,404. "Hope this makes up for my singing, eh?" He jokes, handing you a tall glass containing an opaque green liquid, which you cautiously sip at.
It is wonderful. Cool enough to refresh, but not so cold as to impair the taste; thick, but not fibrous; full and deep in flavour, with hints of citrus. If you were an apple, to become part of a juice like this is all you could ever wish for. Before you know it you've emptied the entire glass.
You close your eyes and hope that some kind soul will come by your lifeless corpse, heal your spirit and resuscitate you - I mean, who wouldn't want to perform mouth-to-mouth on such a beautiful, alluring young lady as yourself? You wouldn't even mind if this caused some sort of abstract illness, just so long as you could be alive again. You aren't ready for the afterlife just yet.
Go find the ghosts of Vladimir Lenin and Kim il Sung and join with them to lead a Socialist revolution and install ourself as Chairman for Life of the People's Republic of Heaven.
Ask for a cigarette.
Follow the stream upstream, back to the world of the living.
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( EΦE) See, I told you.
( EΦE) He's not a major character.
( E-E) The more worthless a person's opinion, the more they seem to shout about it.
( E-E) The fucker didn't even sage!
Why would you post the "cold hard truth" on the thread about opinions we are embarrassed about or otherwise not comfortable with admitting in public?
I hate all but maybe two of my coworkers, but I pretend to be their friends because networking is too valuable right now.
( E-E) It's not even like I don't agree in spirit but do you netouyo fuckers really have to turn every single messageboard, blog, youtube comments section and bathroom stall graffiti you visit into /pol/?
( E-E) I probably wasted my late teenage years spending hours every night browsing dozens of different image boards, and now that I'm an adult, I have nothing going for me, and my brain is rotted.
( ί ί) But I everything there is about board culture!
( E-E) I just want to sleep 24/7. I hate being alive but I also don't want to die. Sleep seems like a nice compromise.
( E-E) Can't have my gooby.
( E-E) The GLBTWTFBBQ flag shouldn't be a rainbow. A smeary brown would be more appropriate.
I AM SO LONELY I COULD FUDSCK DIE
Why won't squeeks be my friend?
do things with ketchup packets that you never knew you wanted to do
Would you sidefuck me? I'd sidefuck me.
>>17 Fold them in half and tuck them between the toilet bowl and the seat!
>>20 Twist them and play ketchup roulette to see which end it finally explodes out of.
I used to have friends at least I thought I did until I realized I was only used as a comic relief now I don't have anyone
the dicks, they like jokes? well hows pocket sand for a punch line.
the jokes, they like dicks? whips it out