U+216A (Roman Numeral Eleven) - The Unicode Character Reference
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George: So, guess what: Vader is Lke's father!
the DP: HOLY SHIT NUGGETS, George! That's a hell of a surprise. Imagine the character turmoil!
George: And Luke and Leia are siblings. We'll imply that at the end.
DP: Siblings, huh? Hmm, okay. Some fate that they meet. So she's like a Jedi too. That's cool... Wait, am I reading this right?
George: What's wrong?
DP: You have them kissing romantically, and then she fucking smacks him with some tongue to show Han up.... Uuhh...
George: It's not like they know.
DP: Why is she also kissing him after it's inferred they're related?
George: It's not like they know. Oh, call up the guys at Marvel, and tell them to do some romantic arcs for the next season of comics. Maybe they have some more romantic tension between them.
DP: Who?
George: Luke and Leia.
DP: B-But... Why? We're inferring they're related? Why push it?
George: IT'S NOT LIKE THEY FUCKING KNOW. NOW GET THEM FUCKING, OR YOU'RE FUCKING FIRED.
It's still pretty scary. It highlights common stereotypes, and almost every ethnicity is rude. According to google.ca:
Canadians are nice.
Asians are smart, short, yellow, and rude.
Whites are rude, have thin lips, and are called crackers.
Americans are stupid, rude, loud, and joining ISIS.
Blacks are rude.
Africans have yellow eyes and big lips.
French are rude.
Germans are rude.
Polish are rude, made fun of, strong, and their guys are big.
Chinese are loud, rich, bad drivers, and rude tourists.
Japanese are short, weird, have funny eyes, bad teeth, and high voices.
Koreans are pale (compared to whom?), and have hot guys.
Australian guys are hot and rude.
>>605 Weeeird I was just telling someone the other day about a perverted shampoo bottle sex assault I did to myself once...
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Celsus was neither a physician nor a surgeon, but rather
an intellectual patrician and a medical encyclopedist. His
writings had an important early influence on surgery and
he also examined the three contemporary rival medical
schools: dogmatic, methodic, and empiric. These writings
remain a valuable summary of the healing art for this peri-
od. As counselor to the emperors Tiberius and Caligula,
Celsus was held in great esteem. His book,
De Re Med-
icina,
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was considered one of the most important early
medical documents after the Hippocratic writings. Be-
cause for a time his work was lost, he was one of the few
major authors not to be transcribed by the Arabists. It was
not until 1443, when an early Celsus manuscript was
uncovered by Thomas Sarazanne (later Pope Nicolas V)
that Celsus’ work could be reintroduced to the medical
community
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com/2014/02/16/nootropics-
survey-results-and-analysis
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Jew-niggerings
A cover-all derogatory statement, generally used to describe something when you cant think of the actual word.
Person 1: Damn, I don't have any money for booze, all i can afford are those suck ass jew-niggerings
Person 2: What PBR?
Person 1:Yeah, it tastes like ballsweat
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Shelob's Lair becomes "Honmonstrets lår" [the She-monster's Thigh]. The only explanation I can come up with is that the Swedish word for "thigh" is "lår" (pronounced "lawr"), which bears an extremely superficial resemblance to "lair".
When I was 8, a girl gave me a biscuit tin with her piss and a toy hot wheels car inside. I never spoke to her again after that.
Sometimes my shocking lack of popular-culture knowledge gets me into really bad situations. I met a guy on Match.com who was decent-looking if a little heavy-metal-y rough around the edges; he claimed to be really into music, in town for a few months for work, and seemed really enthusiastic about meeting me -- in fact, he seemed really, really enthusiastic about everything. We chatted back and forth online for a week or so, set a date for a Friday night, and shared a couple of phone calls, during the last of which he told me he was "a gigolo." "That's cool -- I'm not looking for anything really serious right now," I replied.
First date night arrived, and he showed up at my door dressed in weird, scary clown-covered clothes, open can of cheap beer in hand, and he was so jumpy I thought he had the cops after him. He mumbled what I thought was a greeting, slurped down his beer, crushed the can on his head and pushed past me to the kitchen, where he proceeded to fish through my fridge for another beer.
Yeah -- there are "bad boys," and then there was this guy.
He complained loudly about the bottle of local microbrew he found, using a pejorative term for homosexuals to describe it, but kept sucking it down and pacing around doing air guitar. In my usual dulcet manner I asked him if I could get him anything to make his visit more comfortable. He joked that his meth intake was a good diet plan, and asked if I was ready to go to the concert that I didn't know we going to -- Insane Clown Posse -- explaining that it was hard to meet girls who were "down with the clown."
He was not a gigolo -- he was a juggalo, a term I had to phone-a-friend to have explained to me, which I did about ten minutes after I kicked his ass out of my house. He took a whiz in my yard on the way out, called me a c*nt, and almost took out my mailbox with his scary clown sticker-covered truck. I should have known what a juggalo was, but now I'm forever sorry that I found out.
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変な人も夢に出てくるよね。
There is no indicator for dicksize. Feet, hands, height, Asian, it's all BS. The only stereotype that held true were black men dicks being huge.
“If butterflies come from caterpillars, then why do we still have caterpillars? Metamorphosis is a lie.”
Considering this, it isn’t hard to understand why I was as religious as I was. I didn’t think of God as a swell guy who’d carry me on his broad sexy shoulders across a beach. God was a three-headed super-rich family member with Mafia ties who I owed my life to, who only accepted love and obedience as repayment. If ever I doubted anything he told me to do, I’d be hatefucking his immortal heart with a spiny cock of sin. After the nightly bible reading, I’d pray myself to sleep, trying not to think anything sinful in case I died that night an unclean soul.
Hey, listen to me for a moment, a'ight? I don't care if it's not related to this thread. Just listen!
Yesterday, I went over to the Elitist Superstructure of DQN to make a simple thread. Yes, THAT Elitist Superstructure, DQN. But the whole place was so crowded, I couldn't even find a seat for hours! Then I saw a poster that said "Special offer! 150 yen discount". I thought to myself... geez, that's so fucking amazing. You guys don't even normally visit Yoshinoya. All you bastards came here just for that stupid-assed 150 yen discount. Just for that 150 yen. ONE FREAKIN' FIFTY YEN!!
Then I saw some parents & children. A family of four eating in DQN. Damn, so much for that bitch's home-cooked family feast. Then one of the little brats said "Daddy's gonna order a fancy hearing cake".
I couldn't believe it! Uuuuuggh, are you out of your fucking mind!? Shiiit, i'll give you a fancy hearing cake just to move your stanky fat-ass out of a seat. Dude, you just don't go to DQN for that lala-oh-i'm-so-happy dinner bullshit. It's where you pick a fist-fight with the fucking guy sitting across 'yah in that U-shaped table.
Kill or be killed. Heh... now that's the kinda shit I like. Ladies, kids, stand back... 'cuz everything's gonna get FUCKED UP NOW.
After waiting for ages, I finally found an empty seat. But then, the guy next to me ordered by saying "A fancy hearing cake with a LOTTA' baby juice".
Dude, that just pissed me off even more. Shit, you just don't say "lotta' baby juice" nowadays, ya' freaking bastard.
How the fuck can you say "lotta' baby juice" with that "oh, i'm so fucking cool, hur-hur-hur..." look!?!? Damn, I was THIS CLOSE to standing in front of his face and yelling "DO YOU EVEN LIKE EATING THAT MUCH FUCKIN' BABY JUICE!?" For a freaking hour, I was THIS CLOSE to doing that. Shit, I bet you just wanted to use the words "lotta' baby juice" out loud. Wow, you're so clever.
Dude, you gotta be like ME. See, now I know what's "all that" in the Elitist Superstructure of DQN. What's cool right now to say is "Mama-daku". That's it! You see now, a large fancy hearing cake with a lotta mother's hearts is what the hardcore DQN freaks eat. Like ME. Saying "Mama-daku" means that you get less cucumber, but they put a WHOLE MESS of mother's hearts. Mmmmm... a large fancy hearing cake with mother's hearts, now THAT'S what I call a meal.
But anywhoo... ordering that is kinda' like a double-edged sword. Cuz' then the waiters might notice you the next time you come by. So yeah, I can't reccomend this to noobs. For you, just go order a cucumber and holy water combo. That's as far as you can go, you know what i'm sayin'?
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[Image of a man scolding you with a top hat on]
The report said: "When it was explained to him what was necessary, he reacted with disgust and asked, 'How could one feel desire to be with a woman, who God has made unclean, when one could be with a man, who is clean? Surely this must be wrong.'"
Those of you who've been around long enough know why we've filtered the word in question, but for those that haven't it's story time:
Once upon a time we allowed certain threads that used your post# in a game to see how you were allowed to fap. For a while the thread was great and produced a lot of content. After fresh content started drying up, users decided to use that thread to get new post IDs, which was retarded on this site because posts don't appear fast enough to get an unpredictable number, and degenerated that thread into one word. Other users referred said users to a better site that could produce a random post#, but still that one word filled the thread on a daily basis. Eventually the thread was deleted and the very utterance of the thread's topic resulted in an swift ban.
After some time passed, we found ourselves with a new site admin, and the ban was lifted at his request. The thread was given a second chance to not be obnoxious, and it flourished once again into a popular thread, only to once again degenerate into the one word. At the request of the new site admin, we did not remove the thread, but instead replaced that word with something that was less annoying and slightly amusing. All was well for a short while. We said that when the filter ceases to amuse us the thread will be removed again.
A while after the new wordfilter was implemented, some users started using alternate versions of that word, which resulted in a couple more rarely seen wordfilters. Shortly after that, users were intentionally posting altered versions of the filter. This action made the filter no longer amusing and the thread was killed with great pleasure. As punishment, the filter was left to remind users of why they can't have nice things.
3 繋がりで電波干渉が発生している人の周りの男に女紹介して
さり気に解決してもらうってシステムが日本にあるんだけど（笑）
どんどん女を紹介してもらえるため
誰も電波干渉が発生している本人には言わない（笑）
日本もこんな国（笑）
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Builds sent to Babel are highlighted like this
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The AI does not hate you, nor does it love you, but you are made out of atoms which it can use for something else.
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And God said:"Come forth and receive eternal life."
John came fifth and won a toaster.
Donkey Dong
A game homosexuals play, themed after it's heterosexual cousin "thumb wrestling". Donkey Dong is played a surface equal to the sum of the two participants' aggregate penis lengths, minus 4" inches. Players start by having erect two penises next to each other, with 2" of overlap.
Once the game is started, the two players compete for position on the top, with the intent of pinning the opponents penis to the table so that he cannot move up or to the side. Once an opponent is pinned for a 3 count, the victor is awarded the title of "Donkey Dong".
Pulling the penis toward the owner from under a pin results in an immediate loss. Losing an erection also results in an immediate loss, as the opponent no longer has the opportunity to pin his opponent. Players may not move body, use hands, or use any other objects during the competition.
bbpaint v0.1b
You feel a change coming over you. --More--
You are now a poorly-drawn anthropomorphic cartoon fox. --More--
You trip over your grotesquely-exaggerated generative organ. Ouch!
And funny how you admit that automatically excludes lgbt
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Yes; 1000 is the cutoff for the PPS to even be in the loot pool. 5-2 is the earliest method and you just need to combine 5 enemies when at Max Stronger Enemy Bills (Level 200 each).
Raymond’s recommendations center around the idea that open source developers need to meet the needs of “Aunt Tillie”, whom Raymond defines as “the archetypal nontechnical user”. (Hereafter referred to as A.T., because the name Aunt Tillie is so queer that it makes yours truly a tad queasy.)
pro iudaeis hic venio ut vos colloquar
“Deez nuts” ― the phrase, not the candidate ― entered the pop culture lexicon thanks to hip-hop tycoon Dr. Dre’s 1992 album, The Chronic, which interrogated perspectives on the role of women in society that Donald Trump has continued to explore today.
2% error is allowed for subliminal messages
Did you see any bathrooms for the Oompa Loompas? I didn't. I just saw a big brown river.
If we tried to measure the GNU Project's contribution in this way, what would we conclude? One CD-ROM vendor found that in their “Linux distribution”, GNU software was the largest single contingent, around 28% of the total source code, and this included some of the essential major components without which there could be no system. Linux itself was about 3%. (The proportions in 2008 are similar: in the “main” repository of gNewSense, Linux is 1.5% and GNU packages are 15%.) So if you were going to pick a name for the system based on who wrote the programs in the system, the most appropriate single choice would be “GNU”.
NSFW has an earlier slang cousin in NFBSK, or “not for British school kids,” which, in the late '90s, was used jokingly in place of explicit language after a forum user complained that people should watch their language because British school children might be using the site.
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Even from a boyfriend, 600 emails in three days is scary.
It can also probably be used rectally, but somehow the thought of a cough syrup enema doesn't thrill me.
roses are red
violets are blue
pornhub is down
so this will do
"We're thinking of naming [the parasite] either Robert or Lisa," Crowley said. "I just couldn't be more excited!"
Zabrak
Reminds me of an old Walkman I had back in the day. The ordinary default sound was what was actually on the tape, but they built an EQ into the thing that cut out half the bass so it would sound thin and wimpy. And they added a big yellow "Bass BOOST" button. When you pressed it, it was suddenly full, rich, and the regular, default sound. The bass boost button basically shut off the -20db on the 100hz frequency. And all this was done just so they could sell it as a "feature" that gave you superior sound.
And they ask thee concerning menstruation. Say, "It is a harmful thing, so keep away from women during menstruation, and go not in unto them until they are clean. But when they have cleansed themselves, go in unto them as Allah has commanded you. Allah loves those who keep themselves clean."
It happened that a wicked man lived in that village. His surname was Fumi no imiki (his popular name was Ueda no Saburo). He was evil by nature and had no faith in the Three Treasures. The wife of this wicked man was a daughter of Kamitsuke no kimi Ohashi. She observed the eight precepts for one day and one night, and went to the temple to participate in the rite of repentance in the congregation. When her husband came home, he could not find her. Having asked where she was, he heard his servant say, "She has gone for the rite of repentance." At this he became angry and immediately went to the temple to bring his wife back. The officiating monk saw him and tried to enlighten him, preaching the Buddhist doctrine. However, he would not listen to the monk, saying, "None of your nonsense! You vulgar monk, you seduced my wife! Watch out or you'll get your head smashed!" His vile speach cannot be described in detail. He called his wife to go home with him, and on their return he violated her. Suddenly an ant bit his penis, and he died in acute pain.
He brought on his own death, immediate retribution, since he was so evil minded as to insult the monk unreservedly and not to refrain from wicked lust.
Even if you have a hundred tongues in your mouth and utter a thousand words, never speak ill of monks. Otherwise you will incur immediate penalties.
Jennifer wrestled her friend playfully to the ground in front of the snow cone stand and began licking at the girls eyeballs, as if they were sugar cubes. Their bodies convulsed and flailed with an almost seizure-like intensity, at times their pale limbs seeming to shift back and forth from one torso to the other. A crowd gathered almost immediately to watch these two girls tie and untie their bodies like a pair of pit-vipers. They were confused, or concerned, or shocked, or aroused, or all of the above. But no-one dared interfere with the performance. Jennifer's long ashen hair hung down concealing the girls face like a curtain around a hospital bed. No one had any idea that the girls eyes were revolving under her ruby tongue. "This is disgusting, it's pornography," exclaimed a pasty slut white woman in a fur coat, vanilla ice-cream smeared across her double chin like a money shot. Counting a balding professor type in his mid-forties, his left hand stuffed crassly down the front of his pants "No, no, no. This is beautiful. This is art."
英語
There's an entire generation out there--maybe even two generations, depending on how you define it--who have always had computer games and have always had RPGs. People who were born the same year Fallout was released are eligible to vote; those born the same year The Elder Scrolls came into existence can now drink. You could have no original memories of Gold Box games and yet have children of your own, on purpose.
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Some predicted innovations that never came to pass include toaster bacon and punch-card rotary phones.
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Howdy, my name is Kenichi Smith.
I’m a 27 year old Japanese Toonaholic (Cartoon fan for you foreigners). I draw cartoons and comics on my tablet, and spend my days perfecting my art and playing superior American games. (Halo, Gears of War, Call of Duty)
I train with my 1911 every day, this superior weapon can shoot straight through steel because it kicks ass, and is vastly superior to any other weapon on earth. I earned my gun license two years ago, and I have been getting better every day.
I speak English fluently, both the Midwestern and the East Coast accents, and I write fluently as well. I know everything about American history and their Constitution, which I follow 100%
When I get my American visa, I am moving to New York to attend a prestigious High School to learn more about their magnificent culture. I hope I can become an animator for Nickelodeon or a game designer!
I own several cowboy outfits, which I wear around town. I want to get used to wearing them before I move to America, so I can fit in easier. I keep cool to my elders and seniors and speak English as often as I can, but rarely does anyone manage to respond.
Wish me luck in America!
organic retrosynthesis, lepidopterology
Foreigners, Don't come to JAPAN!! BEGGERS!!
We JAPANESE hate Foreigners!! Consciousness this!! Stupid Niggers!!
Why such a UGLY black monster come to this beautiful island?? Die!
Black people, Indian, Pakistan, Nepa, they are very bad smell!!
FUCKIN' loser poor country people shit!! Fuckin BAD SMELL MONSTERRRR!!!!!
They come to only to get Japanese YEN!!!!!!!
They all are BURDEN of Japanese society!!!
They will invade fiscal resource of OUR TAX!!!!!!!
G E T O U T O F J A P A N , F U C K I N' F O R E I G N E R S !!!!
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>>695
RIP /z/ ;_;
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