sadly this is actual technoshamanism, despite the concept of being a masterbuilder of a Touhou project programmer may sound as if i am living in fanasty, strangely lego movie was making mockery of alpha and beta, yes alphas are ignorant..... it is true betas can work together to achieve dreams, yet i do not live in fanasty like metaploeyyse this is the real deal metaprogammer of the nervous system, we are the fallen wonderbolts of the night the rainbow dashes to omega crazy who talk the walk into the night, yet as world enters night the battle of the inner world is a bigger and bigger deal, masterbuidler .... the legos i build with are imprinting of my own nervous system, my battle is that if inner world... the folly and inspiration of night
Being able to stretch and squish things is rather nice
they said that in order to get a promotion, he'd have to see caesar in the afterlife, but then they said caesar approved the war academy... is caesar alive or dead?
MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA MUDA ZA WARUDO TOKI WO TOMARE WRYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
I'm a genius, but only ironically
whenever I try to use my powers for anything other than shitposting or arguing against net neutrality it's like my IQ drops 50 points
i hope he gets bullied to the day of his death about the shut up wesley thing
In an effort to comfort disturbed minors, eyeballs do not pop like soap bubble. It's tougher than skin and it takes a knife to open it.
>my opinions are objective fact
It's very rare for audiences in general not to root for the rag-tag bunch, and if you value discipline over whininess then I can't wait for you to see Kylo REEEEEEEEEEEEEEn. (Not necessarily you, but whoever posted it originally)
One Thai ladyboy hooker doesnt make you queer.
10 or 12 maybe.
Maybe next time consider not mounting the camera on a paint shaker. A brilliant lecture nonetheless.
mindless shitposting is having a tantrum when something doesn't go your way and flooding a thread with pictures of your fat hands stabbing phone books
chefs choice is quite a bit better than the average pull thru device and cooks illustrated rated it very highly
it's not something I'd buy for myself but 98% of home cooks would be far better served with a CC than with bench stones. you obviously have lots of phone books attacking you IRL and I am sure you need daily reprofiliing on your Battle Ready CPM M1911 Crucible Assault Tanto but most people are just chopping onions and shit, so they only need to sharpen every once in a while
tfw you'll never feel froppy's tongue down your esophagus
it happens to explain both why people don't buy wards and why we can't address climate change
I don't think I can fully represent all 3.5 billion owners of testes, but I'll do my best.
Firstly testes only produce sperm, which is a small percentage of the total volume of ejaculant
IIRC 4 organs contribute to the fluid with the seminal vesicle making up about 3/4 of the total.
So there aren't great volumes of liquid sloshing about, like milk in a churn being turned into butter.
In writing it is mostly used to indicate virility, much like excessive cum or excessive viscosity of cum.
It may also be used to indicate response to stimuli if the subject is being uncommunicative [as gentlemen are want to be] or as a prelude to orgasm
You could consider it analogous to cervical tenting
This brings me on to the one sliver of truth that can be found in this. If rather than the contents of the testes churning it is viewed that they are moving around in the scrotum this does occur, if rarely.
During ejaculation the scrotum can experience a series of contractions in time with the muscle contraction that cause each spurt. Prior to this there can occasionally be a number of preparatory spasms, the status of the prostate preventing these becoming an ejaculation. But even if you are trying to keep the guy on the edge this will not last long and will have the level of coordination of a death spasm.
There is one more technique that may produce this, don't try this at home as you will get punched.
When the testes are particularly low hanging [ they like to be 2C cooler than the body so move away to cool off]
Tap the cremaster muscle which controls the distance from the body it will spasm and you can get the testes to do a little dance.
Having been on the receiving end I can confirm it is very annoying and will lead to an ache that lasts for hours.
Hopefully you will have found this the first useful piece of mansplaining you have received.
I'm not trying to be edgy, I'm just trying to be old fashioned
Itfs been postulated that this universe is a simulation, running somewhere on an ultra-powerful computer, and wefre objects inside of it, reacting endlessly to stimuli, interacting in unpredictable ways to create emergent behavior surprising or entertaining to those running the simulation. Shine a bright light on an amoeba, and it moves. Let humans develop the technology to turn oil into plastic, and we create Bratz, and heart valves, and CigarzUp, and seatbelts, and dildos, and Nintendos. Theyfre taking screenshots of us, getting run over by buses, sucking the cherry from a combination weed-pipe-coffee-mug into our lungs, thrashing around as we scream. At least someone, somewhere, is getting something out of all of this.
>>224 I have thought about this a lot for a long time, and getting a job at a game studio making small changes and regenerating game worlds a thousand times convinces me more
Hey!!! All you NEETs, nerds, YouTube link spammers, pedophiles, neo-Nazis,
Yukorin enthusiasts, Nanako SOS admirers, Part-Time-Preachers,
Diplomats' spoiled sons, losers who can't remember Kanji characters,
Big-boobs fans, Weeaboo from around the world, learners of Japanese
who are too lazy to update their Japanese blogs very often, cunning
linguists, stupid fan girls of Johnny's Boys, Touhou pirates, and
that electrical super-gay who suffers from mental disease - This is your thread!
Let's hope the Internet-addicted housewife will come back soon!
We all wish for permanent world peace!
Ifm always amused that whenever I come across a post that critiques Tumblr on Tumblr, therefs always that reply by somebody about itfs common for autistic people to do this or a reply by someone who thinks itfs a good idea to list autism listed on their profile.
I knew a girl like that in college ;)
The continuing saga of those plucky guys that buckled down and went along with whatever the purple haired people wanted
before the great leap forward people thought it was actually impossible to have a famine in all of china at once
I know none of you fuckers have a job. Go step outside and take a breath of fresh air every now and then.
Remove wire racks and place aluminum pan on bottom of oven and then preheat to 150ºF.
Hold head inside oven for 8-10 minutes or until golden brown. Take care to not touch sides of oven.
Liquid wax should pour from ears and collect in pan.
Make festive sculpture from wax and sell on eBay or give as gift.
I don't even know what order the months go in.
#NEET
#floorshitter
I think rape has gotten a bad reputation because nowadays, it's mainly immigrants who do it. Most people find that undesirable, so it kinda ruins the whole experience.
i wish the internet was still weird
shit just got hyperreal
Dude what the fuck you can't just post this masterpiece at 7 AM, I haven't even had my breakfast yet
Wow! This sounds just like something you'de fine in DDR! I dig this!
Didja hear about the guy who tried a do-it-yourself sex change?
He couldn't pull it off.
I've been thinking about diversifying so I can profit from both sides of the aisle.
ConAgra (Orville Redenbacher's) for the people being entertained.
Pfizer (Preparation H) for the people dealing with perpetual butthurt.
I can speak from experience when I say you don't NEED to get your stomach pumped when consuming glowstick liquid
There was kind of a violent explosion of boiling human blood when I was testing a human vs a magma man in the arena... it was a little weird, but I guess that's okay.
Oh, i forgot.... What happened to mules used in the wars? And the donkeys? And guard dogs as a support regiment for MP? Please also add some skinpack for german shepards.
I'm kinda glad I haven't bought this game yet, despite the huge discount. I'll still wait for the $1 bundle in a couple of months, and a good mod that removes all this nonsense...
Obongo go back to Congo
soundtrack for a lazy sunday summer evening in your scruffy room drinking something lukewarm browsing pixiv and thinking this is the best your life will ever get and being fine with it
You have the shittiest taste of anyone who has ever walked this planet. You deserve to swim in this shit lake forever.
If you die i'm gonna punch you really hard in the tummy.
gThinkh less, runs the slouching new sign of the times. gFeelh more.
in spite of learnning English every day, my dream that watching american movies without subtitle are long way to go.
and the saddest thing is that speaking in English is much more diffcult than listenning or reading english.
everytime i try to speak and make sentenses in english, words are running away from my head.
it's like i'm a butterfly catcher and words are flying away from me in to the blue sky.
and English grammar is also my nightmare which is completly different from japanese one.
the hardest part is how to deal with the time. past tense, future tense, present tense, confusing me.
when i talk about some story to someone, my characters break time barrier easly. like time traveler.
so that even the easy storys like my grandma going shopping to supermarket turn into a Science Fiction
spray-painting [DQN] on the interstate overpass
If it weren't for jazzy nonsense words I would have killed myself in 2013.
Some folk have poop knives, some folk have piss jars, some folk have cum boxes. Takes all kinds to make the world go round.
>Why the fuck did Admiral Bitchface not tell him her plan? Did she think he was a spy?
I was expecting there to be a "there's a spy on board" subplot. I even thought they were suggesting it by the way the camera focused in on on of the bridge crew's face. But the film conjured up all genius of the current year and cleverly subverted my expectations that characters would have reasons for doing things.
i can not remember the last time when i accidentally stepped on some solid waste, either of animals or of humans.
the older i get, the more often i look downwards when walking/jogging outside.
that is why i can manage to avoid stepping on it but on the other hand,
i feel i need to be more confident about myself and look forward all the time.
[Julian] Assange's life sounds like mine and I haven't even committed a crime.
Cry me a river.
Australiandebtclock gdp 21:59 $1,720,212,220,000 gdp rise $111,427,000 for the last 24hrs,ADC population 24,750,794 rose 1,167 in 24hrs
It's time to seriously consider eugenics again, surely mankind deserves better than the current crop of laundry detergent munching retards.
I got your topic right here!
grabs dick
what a bout tripcodes
I'm 31. My 30 year old roommate uses this shit IRL and it is really embarrassing. I mean, I get it, we're wayward, unmarried losers renting an apartment together, but is talking like a radical teenager really the best way to overcompensate for this? It's just depressing.
I could probably cook a side dish out of the overflowing bitterness of this article.
mopping up cum is below her pay grade, she's an officer, a trained soldier in starfleet and she can wrestle you into submission with her strong negroid arms
I wouldn't be surprised if Metallica saw this and got real pissed off 'cause they got their asses kicked by a naked white dog strumming a guitar whose strings he can't even reach.
I insisted on eating here, because I always liked their ribs. Last night, I complained about how tough the meat is. I have been waiting for an explanation but waiters didnt even bother to update me. Upon paying the bill, i told the waiter "nagcomplain ako na sobrang tigas ng ribs nyo, nakaabot ba sa kitchen nyo?" "Ay yes maam, alam na ng kitchen. natagalan daw sa oven" or something like that. Alam na pala nila na they made a bad batch of ribs but still, they served it to us. I am super disappointed, and this happened on valentines day! </3
all relationships are a power struggle to establish dominance sorry im an aries lmao
i see people talking about art of philosopoie on here and i have a realy strong urge to lash out and punch something like i see people talking about cant and neitchie and i feel my blood preassure amping up to 100 and i feel an innate and primal urge to harm something like i want to go chace a deer down over miles of fucking sprawling savannah and smap its fucking neck yknow like i want to find where these people live and chace them through downtown manhatten in a fucking loiuloth and spear them in the middle of wall street
oh man this makes me wanna fucking kill myself, but i'm gonna masturbate instead
Ifve dreamed of this man it was a night mare it was I had a gun and I was shooting him strait in the head but he didnft die then blood started dripping from his head then he said gpain feels goodh then I woke up I feel scared and he was wearing suit.i have never saw this guy and anyone who looks like him.
I was born with glass bones and paper skin. Every morning I break my legs and every afternoon I break my arms. At night I lie awake in agony until my heart attacks put me to sleep
Why are american girls such rancid, dumb whores? All of them are the same. Honestly I used to love America pre 2012, but it's all gone down the fucking shitter.
it's usually better to just keep your head down and think of the world as beyond saving
Every Blade storyline
>vampires!
>young hero: wtf vampires are real
>seasoned hero: ya forgot to mention that
>blade appears: yo i'm blade came to your city hunting so and so vampire
>then they defeat the vampires
It's one of those characters Marvel is forced to publish a story with every one in a while to maintain the IP rights for another decade
I found todayfs Google Doodle a bit overt, but thatfs sort of in keeping with the Larry Page Erafs organizational focus, culture of design and rampant Christianity.
No doubt about it -- we're all born naked, helpless, and ignorant. In other words, socialists.
Why did the planet butt poop out a star?
Kennedy's really knocking this speech over the bridge...
what if the real putin was the friends we made along the way
its ok when mouth breathing kfc gobbling apes mutter this kind of nonsense but when real people say it I get concerned
I embraced the barbarism of today's neo-gnostic revolt against materiality when I moved my thousands of pounds books for the third time and realized I could have just thrown a thumb drive in my suitcase instead.
Fuck it. Let's make this omelette.
Amen. Everyone here needs to grow the fuck up, and realize that Polish trap music is what people with an IQ of 175 and above are listening to.
gWilliam Jennings Bryan the saint! The power of Christ compels him!h Sylas was beside himself. There he was, the great orator before him, upon that majestic Chicago altar, resplendent and magnificent in all his heavenly glory.
gYou come to us and tell us that the great cities are in favor of the gold standard. I tell you that the great cities rest upon these broad and fertile prairies!h Yes, yes! Preach it William! gBurn down your cities and leave our farms, and your cities will spring up again as if by magic. But destroy our farms and the grass will grow in the streets of every city in the country!h
Sylas was shaking with nearly unbridled enthusiasm. How long he had followed his savior! How far he had traveled from the fields of Nebraska, where he first heard the Great Commoner speak his heavenly truth, to thisc this Great Hall, laden in dove white, bloody crimson and heavenly blue. Oh, dear God! Lost in his own thoughts he was missing the Peerless Leaderfs words!
gTherefore, we care not upon what lines the battle is fought. If they say bimetallism is good but we cannot have it till some nation helps us, we reply that, instead of having a gold standard because England has, we shall restore bimetallism.h Bimetallism! Of course! The key to prosperity. The path to godliness! Sylasfs ashen fields would again burst in abundance, row after row of vigorous corn crop and plump milk cows. Mary would return. And the childrenc heavenly father above the children! But wait! Listen. The racket of rain pours down upon this altarfs great roof as proof the Orator's wordfs carry Godfs full weight.
gIf they dare to come out in the open field and defend the gold standard as a good thing, we shall fight them to the uttermost, having behind us the producing masses of the nation and the world!h Fight the bastards! Satanfs demons roamed freely upon Godfs ripe green earth, nothing was clearer. They laughed in their asphalt sewers and mocked the righteous American as he toiled doing the Lordfs great work. Sylas clenched his teeth and seethed with the desire for ferocious retribution. And suddenly like an answer above Godfs thunder tore with heavy cracks and crashes and a fissure appeared in the ceiling, raining down plaster and water as if sent from heaven.
gHaving behind us the commercial interests and the laboring interests and all the toiling masses, we shall answer their demands for a gold standard by saying to them, you shall not press down upon the brow of labor this crown of thorns.h William Jennings Bryan, the Silver Knight of the West, the Boy Orator, raised his arms as he spoke like Jesus in holy crucifixion, as if to welcome the falling timbers of the Chicago Convention Hall as it collapsed around him. Sylas heard shouts from all sides. Cheers? Screams? It did not matter, Bryan thundered on!
gYou shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of gold!h A brilliant flash of light illuminated the grand chamber, quickly accompanied by a deafening roar and a soft sizzle. Pieces of the wooden stage exploded into the front rows, sending the crowd scattering in hysterical pandemonium as beads of fire rose from the remnants of Bryanfs fiery dais. The Democratic National Convention members rushed beside him but Sylas could only stare in awe at the triumphant scene as it unfolded before him.
He stepped forward, torrential rains pouring down upon him, walking over severed limbs and writhing bodies until he reached the glowing platform upon which, he could see now, Williams Jennings Bryan lay sprawled and motionless.
gA cross of gold!h Sylas cried. gA cross of gold! You shall NOT crucify us!h
He stood atop the platform now, kneeling to the lifeless body. He cupped his saviorfs head, cradling it in his supporting arms. He stroked the Silver Knight's hair back from his face, closed his lifeless eyes and, leaning closer, whispered into his charred-black ear.
gThree days William. Three days. They have crucified you once again for mankindfs sins. Three days, dear, dear William.h
years back in my squatter hipster years, we had a constant flow of media ketamine raver types hanging out at our squats being like "yah yah yah, we are working on a new documentary basically we are making a Roma family get jobs and filming yah..." and i would be like .... "i can pretend to be Roma! pick me!"