My eyes are seeing balls.
gases blowing through my anus
I accomplished nothing today.
I am taking an online course in--well, it doesn't really matter what the topic matter is. There is an instructor who communicates with us via a webcam and microphone, and a chatroom in which the students ask questions.
It depresses me very badly to notice that no one else appears to have the faintest interest in the subject matter. They're in the military and new regulations said they had to have technical training in this field, and their commanders told them they had to do it in order to keep their billets. Or they're some other kind of government worker.
And the questions they ask in class, when they can be bothered to notice or take part at all, are generally terrifyingly stupid and indicate to me that they do NOT belong there.
But let me give you an example. Imagine that it's a class for auto mechanics. And there's one guy in the back who keeps interrupting the instructor to say "But I want the car to run on orange juice, isn't there some button I can push to make it do that?" And "If I paint the car a different color that will make it able to fly, right?" And "What's a wrench?" and "What are wheels?" Half the students in the course are asking questions like that. I'm facepalming so hard I now consider myself lucky I didn't accidentally shove my entire arm through my head up to the elbow.
dqn needs a dark background with white text pagestyle for late night browsing
if we're coming up with the most obtuse translations possible then why not ―²\RlB
re: people who insist on calling part 4 "diamond doesn't crash"
Are we a Karass or Granfalloon
That sucks >>231-sani= ₯ F₯=)
Something similar happened to me when I was living the NEET life, in order to keep getting my dole the jobcentre forced me to go on a call-centre training course (when I signed up I said I would be happy doing any work, just not a call-centre). It was literally "Okay, this is a computer, and this thing is a mouse, and you use it to move the pointer on the screen. Find the thing called Microsoft Word! We use this program to write letters and things." So it was 3 days of typing example letters from a book into Microsoft Word then printing it.
Now, there were a couple of older guys who I could understand would benefit from this (they asked things like "How do you drag something, do you just click it and hold it?") but on the 4th day of the 5-day course we had to write about what kind of experience we had, and our ambitions etc. The tutor read about my computing degree and work experience and was like "...oh! My god, this all must be quite insulting for you? Why are you even here?"
Everyone on the course automatically got an interview at a call-centre a week later; there was a written test as a sort of formality, and though I tried to do badly I got high marks, so I just said sorry and ran away.
No damn cat, no damn cradle.
"ernie, god of torment"
How to make gweilos learn chinese so I don't have to learn english
Tom Landry real
machine to help read book
most comfortable way to listen to an audiobook
sad david tennant in the rain gif
pigs in mittens
thermal capacity of banana
Someone was huffing butane lighter fuel to get high, and it ignited.
In the truest DQN tradition, he played stupid games and he won stupid prizes.
We're locked out!
Smoochy-sama didn't pay his bills.
It's been pretty grim this past month.
Really though how does anyone know what smoochy says or not? I'm sure he does not have a confirmed twitter account or anything.
Is there an archive of the VIPLANTUS thread anywhere?
What's to be done with the current VIPTRONIC works?
The first SAoVQ - DQN collaborative album
How would that work? Most VIP songs were original where most DQN songs were from threads.I suppose you'd make the DQN sample first and then remix it VIPSTYLE.
BY OUR POWERS COMBINED: A new album! (DQN-kun returns from his 1-month retirement)
>>216 Plenty of songs on DQN Electronics were originals were they not?
I went and invaded VIP. I think. There are no new posts there since yesterday, and I think it's same here. So I believe I have invaded both here and there.
I tried to invade VIP then I got a one-hour ban for posting too quickly.
Hello, I'm bumping threads with DQN or LOL in the title.
I think Daddy Cool is a pretty cool guy. eh has beady eyes and doesn't afraid of anything.
Patient was a no-pay. If you've ever gone in for a small, simple procedure and been horrified at your bill, it's because your procedure took five minutes but the birthing of Satan's placenta took two hours -- and she pulled a dine-and-dash. Healthcare workers genuinely want to help people, but nobody works for free.
I was thinking about this the other day, and I concluded that the reason we don't, by comparison, see nearly as much explicit Mario hentai, is because hardly any of the principle characters are animals.
you're right. I am making fun of something I don't understand. I originally assumed Generation Assburgers latched onto sonic during their childhood and, having no real human friends in either school or adulthood, populated their dreams and fantasies with blue fucking hedgehogs and assorted furry abominations.
I assume you know differently.
I'M SICK OF SEEING THIS FUCKING DEAD KID.
EVERY NEWS SITE. EVERY IMAGE BOARD. EVERY NEWS CHANNEL.
MY ORIGINAL SYMPATHY IS NOW TURNING INTO HATE. DON'T MAKE ME HATE THIS DEAD KID BUT I WILL IF I HAVE TO KEEP SEEING THIS FUCKING PICTURE PLASTERED EVERYWHERE.
STOP THE FUCKING WORLD, A KID DROWNED. BREAKING NEWS FUCKERS: KIDS DIE ALL OVER THE WORLD EVERY FUCKING DAY.
Is evolution also phasing out genitalia? We speak English not Estonian or Tagalog with its lack of articles and gender. Not Latin or German with its neutral gender. Phasing out words and replacing them with newspeak to fit our new genderphobic paradigm is an exercise in foolishness. I don't need someone's political sensitivities on display when all I want is my waiter to get me a glass of water.
"In our society today it is absolutely NOT OK to question my choice of ... gender fluid"
Gender fluid? On a hot dog? shudder
Oh, that kind of hot dog.
I think it's been years of watching 17 grandchildren drown their hot dogs in catsup that's put me off it. Most of them just eat the weiner and what I scrape into the garbage is a revolting bunch of soggy, bloody-looking buns.
It's funny how catsup and ketchup can sound the same and mean the same thing, but it could have different meanings.
>That's why there were only two women in the entire trilogy.
They were trying to get shit done in the original trilogy.
We're all redundant now there's sperm in the bone marrow
Penis is obsolete, a rusty ornament
A PlayStation One, a vintage collectible
With an unenthusiastic performance
I can see panic, I can see panic, PANIC
Y chromosome makes a useless companion
You want a mechanized, independent cock
You want a mechanized, independent cock
Superior and disembodied
Castrated from guilt and male notions of love
We can provide assisted paroxysm
All we provide is employed paroxysm
U+216A (Roman Numeral Eleven) - The Unicode Character Reference
Ⅺ Unicode Roman Numeral Eleven
REEEEEEE FUCKING GAAAAIIIIJJJIINNNN GEEEETTTT OOOUUUUUTTTT
2015-09-03 20:11 >>> kurva connected from Grésy-sur-aix, France
2015-09-03 20:11 >>> vita connected from Grésy-sur-aix, France
2015-09-03 20:11 >>> Winfrey connected from Hornsby, Australia
2015-09-03 20:11 Winfrey killed kurva with UT_MOD_LR300
2015-09-03 20:11 vita killed kurva with UT_MOD_G36
2015-09-03 20:12 Winfrey killed vita with UT_MOD_LR300
2015-09-03 20:12 vita says: listen fuck off or I will fuck all your family
2015-09-03 20:12 <<< Winfrey disconnected
Now do it do
( ί ί) Optimism!
( ί ί) Summer starts in four hours!
( ί -ί) but I have an evidence exam to take first.
( ί ί) Waking up with the sun!
...after years of being a night owl.
( ί ί) Replacing the battery in a Game Boy game! Pokemon Emerald uses a 1616 battery FYI.
( ί ί) Dreams with a happy ending!
( ί ί) Watching fun movies with friends!
( ί ί) Getting a new gaming mouse and Razer Taurtarus to play FPS games!
( ί ί) Using them to play FPS games from over 10 years ago!
( ί ί) Racing the chili dog home!
( ί ί) Continuing my meaningless existence!
( ˃ ˂) 500GET!
( ί ί) A small fluffy dog jumping up to snuggle between you and the armchair arm!
Tearing away the fourth wall like tissue paper, you turn to face the reader and tell them that at the end of a long, tiring day of murder and evil, you like nothing better than a cool, refreshing bottle of Tentacle Grape brand soda. The sensation of that sugary purple elixir slipping deep inside you is second to none. You express hope that the reader will soon be joining you in the slimy, acetabuliferous grip of Tentacle Grape's customership, before pulling a bottle of the said substance from behind your back and taking a healthy swig. You exhale loudly, flash the reader a winning smile, and wink exaggeratedly.
The approaching undead tentacle monster, perhaps unappreciative of your disrespectful portrayal of her kind, grabs you by every limb, lifts you from the ground, dangles your head into her enormous toothy mouth, and bites down hard. Your neck is severed entirely.
(Continuing from most recent saved game: >>663)
Apologize to Continue-chan.
Hand over the bottle of Tentacle Grape as a peace offering.
The only thing standing between you and a satisfying poop is this tentacle monster and all of these supposed allies.
It's simple, crush the head and spine of the girl at the center of the tentacle mass.
"I-I'm sorry, Continue-chan!" you stammer. You aren't sure what you're sorry for; she's the one trying to kill all of you, after all. She continues to hesitate where she is, tentacles aquiver. Jack Aaronova and Theodore are similarly frozen in place, not daring to take their eyes off her. Alexei and Jacqueline escape up the northwest tunnel and disappear from view. Aaron and Conundrum-chan alternate between staring at you expectantly and watching Continue-chan for signs of movement.
You find in your left hand a vaguely suggestively named carbonated beverage which you don't remember acquiring. You stare at it dumbly for a second. What is it? Where did it come from? Why is it in your hand? At any rate, the name seems portentous. You step forwards cautiously, holding it out in one hand. Continue-chan makes a high pitched wailing noise and smacks it violently from your hand with one swing of a tentacle. It flies across the room and shatters against the wall.
The same tentacle returns in a backswing and strikes you in the upper body. You are thrown aside to land, on your back, in the water between two pods. You are slightly winded, but only your pride is seriously hurt. Continue-chan, still screaming, advances towards Jack Aaronova. She, in turn, holds her ground, gripping her ceremonial knife readily.
Command Continue (or whoever else might be banging on the door) to halt in the name of Yoghurt-Sweettooth.
Sing merrily, "We wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas, we wish you a merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!"