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1: [BAD]>>>●●●●●THA PURP●●●●●<<< [BAD] (6) 2: You know, >>73 is kind of a butthead. (664) 3: ( ゚ ー゚) Post mildly uplifting things (445) 4: ITT you have worn armor, a rusty dagger, and amnesia (189) 5: We seem to have lost contact with the Control Tower.[grinding noises] (834) 6: [Contentless]ITT you post right now [ASAP] your current thought [Brains] [Thinking] [Personal] [#14] (982) 7: Please make my ween happy (12) 8: [BEYOND DQN] Someone else's comment from some site nobody knows [PASTE] (272) 9: [REI] May I take your order? [Part VII] (99) 10: [Part III] The previous poster is a nerd [otaku] (257) 11: [Youtube] ☆ QUALITY VIDEOS ☆ [DQN][Part II] (41) 12: [Misery] ( ゚ -゚) Post unhappy things... [Part 3] (430) 13: CTRL+V THREAD! [part Ⅺ] (134) 14: ( ・-・) I wouldn't say this if this wasn't an anonymous board... (609) 15: [$VALUE\] What things do you value as much as you value Shrek [EQUALLY] [WOW] (26) 16: Lame Confessional [LAME] [#2] (152) 17: [test] flood again? [lol] (3) 18: [Quantum theory] ITT we send the next poster to a parallel universe and they tell us about it [go] (387) 19: ( ・-・) Beady Eyes [Thread Derailed] (874) 20: ITT your last google search [PART II] (282) 21: science-Proven magic petrification ray (69) 22: [READABILITY] ITT we input CAPTCHAs [PART 4] (262) 23: I'm afraid I have bad news... (217) 24: [Time travel]Answer the question of the person below you! PART TWO! (563) 25: ayy lmao[1000] (23) 26: [GAME] The next poster is not worth talking to. (40) 27: [Wikipedia] ITT DQN QUALITY Wikipedia Links [Abomination] (795) 28: [Part IV] ( ・ω・) Clonepa [Crap ass] (588) 29: gaynal sex (3) 30: ITT we bump this thread whenever this thread sucks. (18) 31: [QUALITY]DQN'S favourite words (150) 32: Junior, let's find TRIP on your VIP, DQN or IAA (9) 33: ( ˃ Д˂) POST ANGRY THINGS!! [PART 2] (152) 34: [HISTORY] cracky-chan [SERIOUS BUSINESS] (371) 35: Let's get to 1000 by Oppai Oppai [2] (732) 36: shitty fucking poetry night (242) 37: (″-_-)っ-~ Smoking Thread [PART 1] (22) 38: ITT the previous poster is a panda (903) 39: ITT the previous poster is responsible for global warming. (188) 40: 【日本のキチガイ恥部】エルビス飛鳥【佐藤孝夫41歳】 (396)

[BAD]>>>●●●●●THA PURP●●●●●<<< [BAD] (6)

1 Name: DJ DANK FRANK : 1993-09-7658 21:03



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3 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7658 21:15

Not enough purp.

4 Name: DJ DANK FRANK : 1993-09-7658 21:18


5 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7658 22:35

I ran a game of GURPS PURPS at GenCon. It was well received and a good time was had.

6 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7670 03:36

gooby plz

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You know, >>73 is kind of a butthead. (664)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6994 21:11

Just sayin'

655 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7666 21:55

>>666 is Voldemort.

656 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 01:28

>>666 replaces all the mirrors in anorexia clinics with concave ones.

657 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 03:48

>>666 blasts rotten-egg smelling farts whenever he enters an occupied room.

658 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 20:03

>>666's obnoxious, opinionated yelling about anything and everything is so loud, it must only be a few posts from here.

659 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 21:31

>>666 doesn't wash his hands after using the restroom.

660 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 22:02

>>666 is a total ween.

661 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7670 00:10

>>666 stole my girlfriend.

662 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7670 01:08

>>666 stole my job.

663 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7670 02:49

>>666 keeps standing behind you, and when you aren't looking he edges a little closer and you know he's going to do something really obnoxious in just a few posts

664 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7670 03:35

>>666 is a fart-blasting scrotum.

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( ゚ ー゚) Post mildly uplifting things (445)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-5778 20:51

( ゚ ー゚) Catching a glimpse of a stack of carefully folded mittens waiting in the closet for winter time.

436 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-7442 22:33

( ゚ ー゚) >>434 Heh, that would be my doing. I'm friends with the admin.

437 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-7477 10:31

( ゚ ー゚) Letting a guy know his password was showing.

438 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-7477 23:56

( ゚ ー゚) Seeing my old post about urinating on the daddy-longlegs and reminiscing.

439 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7580 23:43

( ゚ ー゚) releasing a long, smooth, single-piece shitlog after having pooping problems for such a long time.

440 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7581 16:54

( ゚ ー゚) When programming at it works on first run

441 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7581 19:22

( ゚ ー゚) A decent object model

442 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7582 03:17

Use text art you dunderofts

443 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7582 14:36

( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)( ゚ ー゚)

444 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7666 23:10

( ゚ ー゚) Taking a dump that's way bigger than it felt coming out.

445 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7670 03:33

( ゚ ー゚) Being nicknamed "mittens" for a day due to my warm and affable personality.

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ITT you have worn armor, a rusty dagger, and amnesia (189)

1 Name: ( ・∀・)  : 1993-09-5254 23:16

Wake up, sleepy head!


180 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 12:01

Stare at ceiling for about ten hours.

181 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 12:18

The spider seems to have gone somewhere else now, and none of its bretheren make themselves apparent. After a couple hours, your vigil is interrupted by the arrival of a humanoid figure in torchlight. As it approaches the barred door, you may see that it looks a lot like Pennywise from the movie rendition of It, except that having amnesia, you can't remember that movie.

"Huehuehue, are we ready to play, kiddies?" cackles the clown in a high pitched voice, pulling a key ring out of his pantaloon pocket.

182 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 12:39

Lecture clown on dialectical materialism.

183 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 16:40

Eat amnesia.

184 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 16:48

"'Matter disappears' means that the limit within which we have hitherto known matter disappears, and that our knowledge is penetrating deeper; properties of matter are disappearing that formerly seemed absolute, immutable, and primary, and which are now revealed to be relative and characteristic only of certain states of matter." You say to the clown, affecting your most pompous tone of voice, "For the sole 'property' of matter, with whose recognition philosophical materialism is bound up, is the property of being an objective reality, of existing outside of the mind."

The clown looks baffled, but proceeds to unlock the barred door anyway, chuckling, "Well, we're all mad here."

You lift the disc containing your copy of Amnesia: The Dark Descent to your mouth and bite firmly. The disc is now scratched and probably suffered data loss, but the plastic is more durable than your jaws can handle and you find yourself unable to grind it up into bits small enough to be swallowed.

185 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 19:55

Suddenly remember that you are a dog. Eat the clown.

186 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 20:06

Yes! It all comes back to you now; regardless of your earlier philosophizing you are now certain that you are a being of the canine persuasion. In a fit of primal, coulrophobic rage, you snarl and plant yourself on all fours before lunging at the clown, your snapping jaws aimed for his testicular region.

With a high-pitched hoot of surprise, the clown falls back, the cell door swinging wide open. As you intended snack flees down the corridor, you pursue, galloping after him on all fours.

You drop broken dagger and Amnesia.

You are in a dungeon corridor. Cells line the walls. One of them behind you lies open. In the other direction, a flight of stairs leads upwards.

You see: lit torches, scary clown (moving rapidly towards stairs)

187 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 23:07

Apologise to clown.

188 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 23:58

And then eat the clown.

189 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7670 01:06

You pause and bark, making puppy dog eyes and waggling your posterior in your best canine apology. Quite rudely, the clown ignores your efforts at reconciliation and darts up the stairs.

The undoubtedly delicious clown is no longer here.

You are in a dungeon corridor. A pair of brown furry feet appears on the stairs where the clown's oversized shoes just disappeared. A man in a bear suit is approaching.

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We seem to have lost contact with the Control Tower.[grinding noises] (834)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6882 14:51

These are the files. I hope you have everything you need.

825 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 19:16

Be Jack. Put on the guard's uniform and do a cartwheel.

826 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 19:23

Lick up blood from the floor. Wonder what killed the guard, that no skill points nor mana were allotted.

827 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 19:42

Ignore the pain and dance like a monkey.

828 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 20:27

Be the dead guy. Ignore the monkey and dance like a pain.

829 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 20:35

Plead for necromantic romance.

830 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 23:45

In dire need of something to uplift your spirits, you try to sing a nice song. Unfortunately, you don't know any nice songs. Instead, you end up singing to yourself some sort of threnody about regicide, which doesn't make you feel much better. You try to crawl out of wherever you are, but you cannot reach any sides; it is just a flat, stone floor as far as you can feel. In your blind gropings, you accidentally grasp a human foot. It is cold to the touch, and there is no response from any human that may or may not be attached to it.

You are now playing as Stove Stove. You are disappointed to find that your telekinesis skill works only for items which can move independently of one another, whereas the tunnel and the ground above it are firmly attached to the rest of the Earth, which is a little above your limit of 10,000kg. Even more distressingly, you find that it has clouded over, and is beginning to drizzle. Your pitiful inability to cast sunlight on the godforsaken lifeless maze below leaves you so upset that you accidentally self destruct prematurely.

Deaths: 37

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831 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 00:38

Quickly find something to cover the Void of Doom in your pantie area.

832 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 04:43

Wield the espada ropera in one hand and six forks in the other.

833 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 23:36

Thankfully, the piece of armour you're wearing already reaches down to your knees, so the most precious, intimate and murderous part of your anatomy is safely concealed from prying eyes. Unless you try to do the splits or something, that is.

You grasp the elegant, thin sword as best you can in your left hand; the one with the right number of fingers, and gather the forks in your right hand in a clumsy, loose fistful.

From upstairs, the bewitching voice calmly comments, "I can see you've had a lot of fun down there, but, why, it seems you're lonely, you poor thing. Fear not, my dear! Here comes some company." At this moment, the door to the West is blown clean off its hinges, cast through the air so hard it flies all the way to the other side of the room and shatters into splinters. You are mercifully uninjured. Through the now vacant doorway, you can see a large ballroom with intricate parquet flooring. The room extends out of sight to the North and South. The Western wall is lined with large, elegant windows, overlooking a stately garden. Above, a mezzanine encircles the room.

You are, however, more distracted by the large, rather threatening looking humanoid robot, standing near the centre of the room. It is about four metres in height, sleek matte blue in colour, with decorative white panels in places along the limbs. It is standing in a battle-ready pose, legs spread and half crouching. The right arm - which terminates in a large, circular barrel - is pointed at where the door just was. The left is hanging at its side. It has a humanoid hand, but also a set of slim, cylindrical barrels, reminiscent of a Gatling gun, extending from the forearm. In place of a head, there is a small, white rabbit in a padded seat, hunched over a set of controls. The rabbit is looking at you with a cruel glint in its eye.

834 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 23:55

Give the robot a spine buster.

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[Contentless]ITT you post right now [ASAP] your current thought [Brains] [Thinking] [Personal] [#14] (982)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-7510 14:45

 ゥ (⌒―⌒)      ∧_∧     ♪ ∧_∧  「`j
  '`((´^ω^`))     (´・ω・`)       ((・)ω(・)/φ 
 (( ( つ⊂ ) ゥ,、  (( ( つ ヽ、       ヽ づ〃)
    ヽ ( ノ       〉 とノ ) ))    〜〉(_O__)、 ♪
   (_)し'  ))    (__ノ^(_)         し'⌒\_)
          This is new a thread 〜♪

 ゥ (⌒―⌒)       ∧_∧     ♪ ∧_∧  「`j ♪
  '`((´^ω^))      (・ω・`)        ((・)ω(・)/φ )) 
  ⊂    つ ゥ,、  ⊂    つ     ヽ づ〃)
   人  Y        Y  人.     (( 〜〉(_O__)、 ♪
 (( し'(_)          (_)`J )).   ♪ し'⌒\_)
         Please use it cheerfully 〜♪

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973 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7666 23:11

They should troll the world and ask to join Russia. Oh, the lulz they will have!

974 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 02:12

975 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 03:56

>>973 there was something a wee while ago about Alex Salmond saying something pro-Putin that annoyed people

976 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 13:54

i liek blastoise he looks like a tortuss and shots watur

977 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 11:46

everyone's all "omg wtf hello kitty's not a cat!?" but I already knew that from reading the comics and watching the cartoon, am I cool?

978 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 14:24


979 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 19:03

I wanna play with my ween

980 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 19:08

Found two more hibernating butterflies in my house. I don't understand reality any more.

981 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 17:20

Venus with a penis

982 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 22:35

If you truly love it, memorise it.

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Please make my ween happy (12)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6399 04:07

Please make my ween happy

3 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6399 12:22

Give it a slice of cake!

4 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6399 17:01

I'm sorry, but we're going to have to ween both you and it off happiness. A HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA

...well, okay, I'm amused, anyway.

5 Name: 🔰!ESpeoN/nPA : 1993-09-6399 20:17

Rub it and say nice things to it!

6 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6409 00:43

Flowers and chocolate?

7 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6409 19:56

push th' little daisies and make em come up

8 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6420 09:36

I'm a skinny short man who usually doesn't want to have anything to do with anyone. I never rub others the wrong way, and tend to stay out of trouble. But one day I met my match. At a pub, I met a tall, huge, lumbering woman with copious amounts of fat covering her body, not quite chubby but rather in a well proportioned manner. Her breasts were large and generous and her thighs looked like a soft and wonderful heaven to rest one's tired sleepy head on. Her hips were wide and flabby and you sort of wanted to slap it to hear that satisfying 'plap' sound and watch it wiggle. She rather had a certain look to her, as if she would make a good mother. If I could describe her body in one word, it would simply be 'pudding'. Ah, pudding, a word which immediately reminds you of feelings like soft, warm, sweet and comforting. A melt-in-your-mouth moment that seizes your tastebuds in a trance of pleasure. Yes, pudding.. Thats the word.

Her face was a different story though. Framed by an aggressive straight locks which suddenly changed their minds and curled at the end, she always peered up at you from under her eyebrows as if to say "What are YOU lookin' at?". Her lips, coated in shiny gloss, was always shaped with the slight pout that you see on African-American women who had an attitude. And she always stood around with her weight resting on one leg, with one hand on her hip, as if she were judging you- no, as if she was staring you down. Objectively, she was beautiful, but trying to chat her up would just be an invitation for her to open up her butch, tomboyish, vitriolic personality.

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9 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6421 00:15

>>8 My ween died after exposure to this post. I hope you've made him happy by sending him to heaven.

10 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 15:32


11 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 09:51

(・-・ ) We're going to have to ween you off the use of that word, >>1.

12 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 10:11

Feed it and take it for walks and play fetch with it.

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[BEYOND DQN] Someone else's comment from some site nobody knows [PASTE] (272)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-7418 11:22

"total crap, but I enjoy it"

263 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7664 21:45

I am a quartet, only my main avatar is whit my waifu.
they all have ostrich-like legs, horns that are actually antenae, One of them uses sabers red like blod they are basically demons, because In my fantasy I am the one that causes devastation, I often imagine my kind invading defenceless worlds.

In my lore they are all born from quasars that gained conscience and fromed bodies for themselves, my waifu is a monster so it all fits, I wonder what would hapen if I made a tulpa whit the purpose of relasing a demon.

264 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7665 04:58

I returned to civilization shortly after that and went to Cornell to teach, and my first impression was a very strange one. I can't understand it any more, but I felt very strongly then. I sat in a restaurant in New York, for example, and I looked out at the buildings and I began to think, you know, about how much the radius of the Hiroshima bomb damage was and so forth... How far from here was 34th street?... All those buildings, all smashed ― and so on. And I would go along and I would see people building a bridge, or they'd be making a new road, and I thought, they're crazy, they just don't understand, they don't understand. Why are they making new things? It's so useless.

But, fortunately, it's been useless for almost forty years now, hasn't it? So I've been wrong about it being useless making bridges and I'm glad those other people had the sense to go ahead.

265 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7665 18:07

Why when I shoot into imp's crotch with Sniper Rifle, I shoot his head off?

266 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7666 18:15

No "corporation" has ever paid a cent in taxes. All corporate taxes ultimately are paid by employees, shareholders and/or customers.

267 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7666 22:19

Another bus broke down on Rape Street and GEE I WONDER WHAT HAPPENED TO ALL THE PASSENGERS.

268 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7666 22:34

One day the Feminists get all blustery, and decide they’re going to teach 4Chan a lesson, and the next, they’re posting videos of cutting themselves, blacking out, and apparently one even tried to commit suicide.

269 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 12:10

Fuck that shit, sunshine. It's all about Teletubbies with their wangs hanging out and that hoover thing sucking them off.

270 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 03:20

It could be a lot worse for parents these days. Image if your kid came home from collage claiming to be an omni-sexual dragon-kin who identifies as being gender fluid-- YOU WILL ADHERE TO MY SELECTED PRONOUNS CISHET SCUM!

I pray that my kid is a normal homosexual.

271 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 10:59

Of course another possibility is that DB is at this very moment "punking" me. That would be the double reverse punk. An extremely difficult move but not beyond the satanic skill set of this trickster...

I like the verb "punk".

If nothing else the DCF is refreshing my urban lexicon.

272 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7669 02:47

writing a function to set a single property is making my eye twitch.
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[REI] May I take your order? [Part VII] (99)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-7141 21:05

   -‐‐- 、
/     ヽ
!  ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)
i  乂-‐ −! i What? You're still here?
\ヽ .ゞ - ノノ  
  ``フ i´
    / \ノゝ
  /__i |丱!|
==   THE REI'S DINER    ==

90 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7616 19:37

   -‐‐- 、
/     ヽ
!  ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)
i  乂-‐ −! i The line forms on the right.
\ヽ .ゞ - ノノ  
  ``フ i´   
    / \ノゝ
  /__i |丱!|
== We put our faith in Blast Hardcheese! ==

91 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7620 17:43

   -‐‐- 、
/     ヽ
!  ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)
i  乂-‐ −! i And then goes right out that door.
\ヽ .ゞ - ノノ  
  ``フ i´   
    / \ノゝ
  /__i |丱!|

92 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7620 19:33

<丶`∀´> I want cat, nida. Also apolojuice, nida.

93 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7630 18:14

§ミ彡゚ω゚ミ  I'd like a shit sandwich if you'd be so kind.
  ∪     ミ  

94 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7630 22:02

   -‐‐- 、
/     ヽ
!  ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)  
i  乂-‐ −! i  One number two, pick it up!
\ヽ .ゞ - ノノ  
  ``フ i´        ____
    / \ノゝ       (,,,,,,;;;)
  /__i |丱!|        ( ・-・) Oh, ha ha.
==   THE REI'S DINER    ==

95 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7632 19:35

§ミ彡゚ω゚ミ  Yay.  ____
  ∪     ミ      (,,,,,,;;;) 
  ミ,,,,つ,,,,,,つ       ( ・-・)  Don't eat me!

96 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7637 23:47

(″・_・)っ-~ Wow. Someone got fed. Call MSNBC!

97 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7653 22:30

   -‐‐- 、
/     ヽ
!  ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)  
i  乂-‐ −! i  No smoking in the diner, hon.
\ヽ .ゞ - ノノ  
  ``フ i´        ____
    / \ノゝ       (,,,,,,;;;)
  /__i |丱!|        (″・_・) Uh oh.
==   THE REI'S DINER    ==

98 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 02:45

( ゚ ヮ゚) Smokey Bacon Cheesebucky please!

99 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 23:51

   -‐‐- 、
/     ヽ
!  ! 人|,.iノl_ノ)  
i  乂-‐ −! i  Sorry, we're all out of that.
\ヽ .ゞ )- ノノ  
  ``フ i´       
    / \ノゝ      
  /__i |丱!|       
==   THE REI'S DINER    ==
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[Part III] The previous poster is a nerd [otaku] (257)

1 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-6843 10:58

>>0 is angry that threads on this board are closed after >>999, rather than after >>1023 which would make a lot more sense.

248 Name: ( ˃ ヮ˂) : 1993-09-7507 19:34

>>247 Played Yakety Sax during a bank robbery.

249 Name: (´・ω・) : 1993-09-7515 22:07

>>248 Hacked into every computer in a Catholic school, and made all the computers play a certain type of porn. Bukakke on girls wearing school uniforms.

Then some humorous message about asshole Catholics blamed the downfall of society on slutty clothing would be displayed every few minutes.

Also, rule 34 was used on the current pope, and popes of the past.

250 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7557 04:44

>>249 Has the greatest Pez dispenser collection in the world.

251 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7592 16:15

>>250 Translated "Smells like teen spirit" into Korean. Now he calls it "Smells like kimchi."

252 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7593 01:29

>>251 smells like kimchi. He says that sunlight burns him, like hygiene.

253 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7618 14:58

>>252 loves Lain.

254 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7627 10:16

>>253 invented a programming language with ROBOT9000 rules applied to it.

255 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7666 22:15

>>254 Is a convincing Emi Isuzu cosplayer.

256 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7667 12:35

>>255 understands software EULAs.

257 Name: (*゚ー゚) : 1993-09-7668 15:08

>>256 never signs anything because his mum taught him to fear consequences.

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