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
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.
“Think” less, runs the slouching new sign of the times. “Feel” 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.
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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
I’ve 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 didn’t die then blood started dripping from his head then he said “pain feels good” 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 today’s Google Doodle a bit overt, but that’s sort of in keeping with the Larry Page Era’s 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.
“William Jennings Bryan the saint! The power of Christ compels him!” 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.
“You 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!” Yes, yes! Preach it William! “Burn 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!”
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 this… 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 Leader’s words!
“Therefore, 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.” Bimetallism! Of course! The key to prosperity. The path to godliness! Sylas’s ashen fields would again burst in abundance, row after row of vigorous corn crop and plump milk cows. Mary would return. And the children… heavenly father above the children! But wait! Listen. The racket of rain pours down upon this altar’s great roof as proof the Orator's word’s carry God’s full weight.
“If 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!” Fight the bastards! Satan’s demons roamed freely upon God’s ripe green earth, nothing was clearer. They laughed in their asphalt sewers and mocked the righteous American as he toiled doing the Lord’s great work. Sylas clenched his teeth and seethed with the desire for ferocious retribution. And suddenly like an answer above God’s thunder tore with heavy cracks and crashes and a fissure appeared in the ceiling, raining down plaster and water as if sent from heaven.
“Having 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.” 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!
“You shall not crucify mankind upon a cross of gold!” 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 Bryan’s 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.
“A cross of gold!” Sylas cried. “A cross of gold! You shall NOT crucify us!”
He stood atop the platform now, kneeling to the lifeless body. He cupped his savior’s 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.
“Three days William. Three days. They have crucified you once again for mankind’s sins. Three days, dear, dear William.”
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!"
You'd be surprised what's in the dark corners of the internet. My favorite was the Fallout mod that added what was basically a completely hashed out children's brothel, complete with voiced characters (kiddie voices), sexy kids lingerie and BDSM stuff, torture/roleplay dungeons, and sex animations. Once the fun was done, you could have your kiddie sex slave follow you around as your companion - on all 4s. They fought like the junk yard dogs. Except yelps and screams instead of barking. The number of things that were wrong with it was staggering.
Needless to say, that was not on NexusMods.
Again, the best defence against this attack is to create a number of Jimsonweed seeds and only remember about 5 numbers.
death to http://README.md . give me an .nfo file with 80 rows/columns of ascii art made by someone with a handle like Xx_FishFucker9000_xX, and anime quotes at the bottom
Mario is an obe--I mean, stocky, diminutive plumber having a mid-life, existential crisis. His girlfriend Pauline cheated on him (whom hooked up with him only because he eats her out like a home-made spaghetti during their one-sided coital sessions), Bowser is his deformed pet turtle who hates him due to neglect, Princess Peach is nothing more but a rotten fruit in his fridge, Luigi is his brother who died at birth (and constantly imagines up sharing "adventures" with him in an advanced form of delusional denial), the Mushroom Kingdom is a forest near his backyard, and his "adventures" all happen in his head every time he takes some mushrooms he found there.
And Splatoon? Splatoon is something he envisioned when he was painting his apartment while high, and spilled various paint cans on some calamari he bought. He and Pauline wanted a family, but after learning that he is sterile, she cheated on him, and this made him dream up the entire colorful series to keep himself from going more insane (and depressed) than he already is--So he constantly buys fresh squid and octopus, paints them, dresses them up, and acts like a father to them while hosting various monthly "themes" for them to spend time on as a "family".
Because every time, a transfer student shows up with even BIGGER bonhonagahoogs. HUMONGOUS humongolongnonologongous.
Has the state government kept its promises on the National Eligibility cum Entrance Test (NEET), to be conducted in the first week of May?
This game is actually too hard. This is not a joke review, there is not enough ammo and it asks you about the bible all the time. Also, all enemies can kill you in at most two seconds.
Since the inevitable goal of all civilization seems to be decadence, it seems hardly worth while to struggle up the long road from barbarism in the first place.
Doing grown up shit like ordering a new wheelie bin from the council what about you
Thanks op, I came.
I have a fetish for seeing others slightly uncomfortable. It is fun to tell people this.
I also have a fetish for differing perspectives. Emotion, stance, gender, species, understanding. Once masturbated to the fantasy of being a scared rat hiding in a tunnel, and came while crying from genuine fear, for example.
So yeah. The perspective of your powerful cocklust, plus the awkward failure to play it out and enjoy it. Be it from genuine sexual preferance mismatch, unskilled fellatio, repulsion to the sucker, failure to fantasize, or failure to immerse yourself in the situation.
All that made me cum, dude.
A nigger, a Jew and a grossly obese Mexican man walk into a gay bar. They approach a faggot with a 2-inch long, always-flaccid penis using a laptop at a table.
"You wanna come back to our place?" the nigger asks the faggot. "You can toss my Mexican friend's rancid herpes-and-shit-covered salad and jerk my Jewish friend's wart-and-pimple-covered penis while I ram my giant unlubed nigger-cock into your gaping oft-fucked asshole."
"Literally nothing in the world would make me happier," says the faggot. "But first I need to start a ramen thread on /ck/. It will just take a moment."
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Did anyone else get a boner from that little droid's feet being tortured by that tall, spectral smelter droid? The sadistic pleasure in forcing the droid to anticipate his own humiliating ordeal, burning and burning his sensitive little soles? Focusing all his malicious energy on those helpless little members?
Why should a lobster be any more ridiculous than a dog? ...or a cat, or a gazelle, or a lion, or any other animal that one chooses to take for a walk? I have a liking for lobsters. They are peaceful, serious creatures. They know the secrets of the sea, they don't bark, and they don't gnaw upon one's monadic privacy like dogs do. And Goethe had an aversion to dogs, and he wasn't mad.
Is Rich Hickey what you get when you make out with Bill Gates?
>Holy carp, is [REDACTED]'s community all like this?
yes every single one of us are as autistic as this fellow right here.
And you’re one of us.
Raising corpses itself isn't even viewed as improper in most contexts right now.
I agree. I like little boys with little penises
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Damn right I only find Asian women sexy and this worldview has ramifications on my views from physics to metaphysics, from cooking to gardening, from epistemology to ethics
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is that the fucking anarchy symbol she's wearing
"this video contains content from WMG. it is restricted from playback on certain sites"
yeah that seems about right. stick it to the man cardi b! but not so much that youtube doesn't provide you fucking ad revenue
KK Slider sings just like Kurt Cobain. Never really noticed it till now...
I just learned that wearing a collar with metal
spikes on it constitutes a criminal offence in
Massachussets, and people get actually fined and
arrested. Your dog can wear a spiked collar, but
you can't. The dogs can also run around naked,
have sex with any other dog they want, freely cross
national borders, dance in the street (which is prohibited
to humans in NY) and do many other things humans can't.
This title makes me feel horny, but in a depressing way.
Number 15: Burger king foot lettuce. The last thing you'd want in your Burger King burger is someone's foot fungus. But as it turns out, that might be what you get. A 4channer uploaded a photo anonymously to the site showcasing his feet in a plastic bin of lettuce. With the statement: "This is the lettuce you eat at Burger King." Admittedly, he had shoes on.
But that's even worse.
The post went live at 11:38 PM on July 16, and a mere 20 minutes later, the Burger King in question was alerted to the rogue employee. At least, I hope he's rogue. How did it happen? Well, the BK employee hadn't removed the Exif data from the uploaded photo, which suggested the culprit was somewhere in Mayfield Heights, Ohio. This was at 11:47. Three minutes later at 11:50, the Burger King branch address was posted with wishes of happy unemployment. 5 minutes later, the news station was contacted by another 4channer. And three minutes later, at 11:58, a link was posted: BK's "Tell us about us" online forum. The foot photo, otherwise known as exhibit A, was attached. Cleveland Scene Magazine contacted the BK in question the next day. When questioned, the breakfast shift manager said "Oh, I know who that is. He's getting fired." Mystery solved, by 4chan. Now we can all go back to eating our fast food in peace.
stephen hawking will rise from the grave and liberate palestine inshallah
That may be, but Jesus was not a pagan. He was a homo. And I know because we used to do it at supper. Anyways, he foisted his bitch mother, you know the one who was IMMACULATELY CONCEIVED, on my when she died. Let me tell you, she thought her shit didn't stink....and it didn't. Just imagine waiting on someone like THAT hand and foot. Fuck you Jesus, I'm the only apostle that didn't try to make a buck off your passing and you give me the old bag as punishment!
--Beloved John, naked beneath his linen wrap
This is America. "Fuck you" is always a choice.
When I moved to London I found it impossible to tell which dudes were gay and then I saw a dude wearing shiny purple shoes making out with a lady and I thought ‘ you know what? this isn’t my fault.’
There has been a Shooting at Great Mills High School. The school is on lock down the event is contained, the Sheriff's office is on the scene additional information to follow.
Parents/Guardians should go to Leonardtown HS for reunification with GMHS students
Administering a mail host is sort of like being a nurse; there's a brief period at the start when the thought of seeing people's privates might be vaguely titillating in a theoretical sense, but that sort of thing doesn't last long when it's up against the daily reality of shit, piss, blood, and vomit.
Now that I think about it, administering a mail host is exactly like being a nurse, only people die slightly less often.
Was.. (key word, was...) the best sex I've ever had, still to this day... ever. Now, you may ask, 'why was?'... she's been dealing with major substance abuse issues for years, and for half the relationship, she hid from me. It spiraled out of control and that, along with a few other things, led to the relationship's dimise. I really hope she can get her life back in order, cause I still love her tremendously. And, I don't wish to go into much further details about her on-going issues out of respect. :)
You keep showing games that are violent. Where are the cute, peaceful, bright, happy, and relaxing games? If you do not show them, then I will have to unfollow you. Those violent games are depressing and remind me of hell. Sorry if I hurt your feelings, but that is the truth.
I also remember the time my cousin blew up a piece of dog shit with a firecracker and splattered it all over his face, even though it was 20 years ago. Funny how that works.