http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOR8WRuZRJE (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aOR8WRuZRJE)
That was on mine, I just watched it.
http://img3.musiciansfriend.com/dbase/pics/products/3/5/3/464353.jpg
It's from when I was posting in the "favorite guitars" thread.
KRS-One
dun remember y
a nude pic of a certain someone >.>
http://youtube.com/watch?v=IE3KdcTgrno
yep.
/msg NickServ IDENTIFY password
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t-a8HI1BSHI
Home of the best Yankee Doodle rendition to date.
Quote from: Zovistograt on February 01, 2008, 08:25:53 PM
http://youtube.com/watch?v=IE3KdcTgrno
yep.
I lol'd so hard Zovi.
"I've got balls of STEEL." :D
Quote from: Zovistograt on February 01, 2008, 08:25:53 PM
http://youtube.com/watch?v=IE3KdcTgrno
yep.
Classic. Videocompilertest was a god. It's annoying how Youtube kept banning him repeatedly.
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I reeeaaaly suggest you don't ask about that one. ...>.>
Yes, i looked at the past and the present but im NOT going to go and search for every single one of your post to see how you acted.
lulz
Quote from: Chain Chompesque on February 01, 2008, 08:33:17 PM
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I reeeaaaly suggest you don't ask about that one. ...>.>
Excuse me but WTF is...
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http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v676/gf1991/RLPics/0115082103.jpg
IIRC, its a picture of my desk?
Quote from: Mystic Swampert on February 01, 2008, 08:35:03 PM
Quote from: Chain Chompesque on February 01, 2008, 08:33:17 PM
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I reeeaaaly suggest you don't ask about that one. ...>.>
Excuse me but WTF is...
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Okay, it had to do with the Super Mario Galaxy FAQ I'm writing.
Quote from: Chain Chompesque on February 01, 2008, 08:39:57 PM
Quote from: Mystic Swampert on February 01, 2008, 08:35:03 PM
Quote from: Chain Chompesque on February 01, 2008, 08:33:17 PM
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I reeeaaaly suggest you don't ask about that one. ...>.>
Excuse me but WTF is...
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Okay, it had to do with the Super Mario Galaxy FAQ I'm writing.
Green Wobbler? In Galaxy? lolwut?
Quote from: Mystic Swampert on February 01, 2008, 08:41:15 PM
Quote from: Chain Chompesque on February 01, 2008, 08:39:57 PM
Quote from: Mystic Swampert on February 01, 2008, 08:35:03 PM
Quote from: Chain Chompesque on February 01, 2008, 08:33:17 PM
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I reeeaaaly suggest you don't ask about that one. ...>.>
Excuse me but WTF is...
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|Green Wobbler|
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Okay, it had to do with the Super Mario Galaxy FAQ I'm writing.
Green Wobbler? In Galaxy? lolwut?
¬_¬
And formatting is messed up because in my file I use Courier New which makes all characters the same length.
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/======\
|Goomba|
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The original Mario enemy. He's battled these through the ages, and it still at
it! They're shaped like Mushrooms, but are brown, have fangs, and two little
feet. When they see you, they'll charge and try to ram you. Stomping on one
gets you a coin. Spinning one will knock it over on the ground, and it'll take
a second to get back up. Run into one while it's down, and Mario will boot it,
killing it and giving you some Starbits. Shooting a Goomba also knocks it
over. I call this the shoot-kick or the spin-kick for killing enemies. Once
it's down, just running into it will automatically kick it. It's quite fun,
punting them into black holes, ho yes.
/===========\
|Mini Goomba|
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These little guys are very similar to the typical Goombas. The difference is
that they're a little bit smaller, flatter, and are a little bit more dimly
colored, so they're slightly grey. They still try to ram you, but are a good
deal slower than Goombas. Spinning one will kill it instantly, giving you a
coin. You'll also win a coin for stomping on it, and can glean a few Starbits
for a shoot-kick. Pretty generic...just slap 'em down.
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|Wobbler|
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Weird blue guys with black faces and spots. They're similar in shape to the
ever-plentiful Goombas, but they have yellow eyes, feet, and lips. Perched on
their heads are small stems, with single shining yellow orbs stuck on them.
Wobblers will do a little wobbling hop back and forth, but if they see you,
they'll rear back and try to hit you with their antennae-ball-thing. However,
it takes them about a second or even two to do this, so you'll have more than
enough time to deal with them. Stomp Wobblers for a coin, or spin/shoot-kick
for a couple of Starbits.
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|Pink Wobbler|
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This more flat version of the Wobbler still wobbles, but it uses a ranged
attack and doesn't have much of an antennae. They're mostly pink. They can be
killed in the exact same way as a Wobbler, but try to stay away from you. If
they get the chance, they'll spit a rock at you, which doesn't travel far, but
if it hits you in the air, Mario'll be knocked a fair distance. They ease away
when you get close to try to get a better shot, so be quick and paste 'em!
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|Green Wobbler|
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Not very common, but quite good when you see them. Green Wobblers are similar
in looks to Wobblers, but are shaped like money bags and are normally
invisible. They always run away from you. You'll see a little bit of dust
kicked up from behind them, though, so use that to find them. Once you're right
next to the Green Wobbler, spin it to both stun it and make it visible. After
that, you can just stomp it or spin it...and watch the wild detonation of
Starbits fly out. This guy is loaded, so always try to peg him if you see one.
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|Jewel Rock|
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A typical-looking boulder. It's completely round, and rolls around on its own.
It follows a specific path, and is sometimes generated from certain doorways.
On one side, however, is a red jewel. Smack it and the rock will explode into
Starbits! After three Jewel Rocks, no more 'bits will come. These can be
somewhat dangerous, however, as you can only break them if you hit the jewel.
Position yourself so that it'll run over you with the jewel part, and just
before it hits you, smash the thing.
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|Chomp Rock|
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A Chain Chomp with no chain...how sad. In essence, Chomp Rocks are no different
from Jewel Rocks, with the exception that you cannot break them with anything
but a Rainbow Star (Invincibility). They make Chain Chomp barks as you run by.
In a nutshell, Chomp Rocks are Jewel Rocks that can't be broken by ordinary
means. Just avoid them until you find a Rainbow Star...
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No official art for me,
no official names for you!*Subliminal messages may follow*
Read it when it's out. Or my Pikmin 2 one. I'm sure it will be worth your while to waste hours reading loads of useless information.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Female_sperm (meh, you might not want to click)
>_>
Quote from: bluaki on February 01, 2008, 08:50:28 PM
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Female_sperm (meh, you might not want to click)
>_>
....What the hell?
Calculator, just because I simply hate seeing "paste" when I right-click.
Ah, OCD.
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Quote from: JMV290 on February 01, 2008, 09:18:38 PM
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oh god lol
NSF IS NOT WORTHY OF BOYAH'S NEW BALTO MINI-MEME
Quote from: Kazooie-Banjo on February 01, 2008, 09:21:12 PM
Quote from: JMV290 on February 01, 2008, 09:18:38 PM
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oh god lol
NSF IS NOT WORTHY OF BOYAH'S NEW BALTO MINI-MEME
What?
You mean that Disney movie about the dog sled team that needed to get vaccines to Nome?
http://i23.photobucket.com/albums/b373/GanMet/mousesmile.jpg
Quote from: Kazooie-Banjo on February 01, 2008, 09:21:12 PM
Quote from: JMV290 on February 01, 2008, 09:18:38 PM
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oh god lol
NSF IS NOT WORTHY OF BOYAH'S NEW BALTO MINI-MEME
Neither is Boyah.
Quote from: Tuppyluver1 on February 01, 2008, 09:22:25 PM
What?
You mean that Disney movie about the dog sled team that needed to get vaccines to Nome?
Yes.
Quote from: Kazooie-Banjo on February 01, 2008, 09:21:12 PM
Quote from: JMV290 on February 01, 2008, 09:18:38 PM
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oh god lol
NSF IS NOT WORTHY OF BOYAH'S NEW BALTO MINI-MEME
it was in my clipboard
absolutely nothing.
="http://www.youtube.com/v/AoYtrCdiZXQ&rel=1
That's what was there.
<ul>
<li>[Adult Swim]</li>
<li>Nick@Nite</li>
<li>Fresh Prince of Bel-Air</li>
<li>George Lopez</li>
<li>Home Inprovment</li>
<li>Futurama</li>
</ul>
This was for my Televison thing on MySpace. I know that improvment is spelled wrong.
Quote from: JMV290 on February 01, 2008, 09:18:38 PM
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Ah, the movie that spawned furries across the nation.
I'D BECOME A FURRY IF I COULD BE BALTO. ♥
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yeah thats the code for the chat thats on my profile
The vote was 11-9.
Whoever agrees to having black-focused school is dumb. You can't prove anything good will come out of this.
They basically are allowing a school for black people. Bare in mind other races can join the school also; therefore, it basically might just be a public school. But I doubt a lot of other races would join this black-focused why. Why the hell would black kids who's great grandparents and maybe even older came from Africa want to give a darn about learning about them?
Hey idiots we have black history month and in history class you learn about what African-Canadians have done. You learn about racism. You learn what other immigrants have done for Canada such as the Chinese. This basically just leads the door wide open now for other races to say "hey we want a school now also for our race." I think I might just start asking for those and if it doesn't work out sue the government since they allow blacks to have there own school.
Why did they come up with idea? Because some idiot who thinks that the 40% drop out rate for black kids in high school is because they don't have a black-focused school? That's not why they are dropping out dumbass! Blame the Harris government for the fast-pace work. And overall drop out rate is getting high because of the 4 year pressure. The 40% for black people is because today's dumb ass "hip hop" society. After middle school you'll see huge changes in high school with kids from all races acting all gangster like. I blame their parents. They aren't harsh on their kids and let them mess up in school.
They should have thought this dumb idea through before voting it in. I can't wait until other races demand there own school. And how exactly will focusing just on black kids make them stay in school? Teachers in regular schools need to focus on everyone to help them pass. And anyhow this so-called school becomes "easy" and kids start graduating with an easy education then a high school diploma is pointless and loses credibility.
Rant.
Quote from: Silverhawk79 on February 01, 2008, 09:56:11 PM
Ah, the movie that spawned furries across the nation.
Actually, Disney's version of "Robin Hood" did that.
Quote from: JMV290 on February 01, 2008, 10:04:14 PM
Quote from: Silverhawk79 on February 01, 2008, 09:56:11 PM
Ah, the movie that spawned furries across the nation.
Actually, Disney's version of "Robin Hood" did that.
Just think, Disney one day might be run by those people. :)
Quote from: JMV290 on February 01, 2008, 10:04:14 PM
Quote from: Silverhawk79 on February 01, 2008, 09:56:11 PM
Ah, the movie that spawned furries across the nation.
Actually, Disney's version of "Robin Hood" did that.
I used to watch that movie religiously. <3
FAGGOTS
lol, nothing
Hmm.. nothing.
Nothing :(
its called the clipboard.
http://tv-links.cc/movie/Sweeney-Todd-2007.htm
lol woops i dunno how that got there
halo pc
from when I was posting on Boyah a while ago.
Even genius:P)
http://www.neogaf.com/forum/showpost.php?p=9584083&postcount=6503
*BRZZT*It's....it's still alive *CRZZZZZZZZT*
from the cloverfield thread
tremolo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L8a7SLTONeE
I forgot why I had this in my paste?
The code for my font! I almost always have it on there!
If you wanna see the code for sure, here it is!
[color=red][font=eurostile][size=2]
http://nsiderforums.net/index.php
http://kdingo.net/champ/pics/main.php?g2_itemId=4955
I got that from another forum I go to.... meh.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qSIukUwhQGY
Theres no reason to watch it... >.>
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redoin my profile
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CROOOOOOAAAA....
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Quote from: Cardinal on February 02, 2008, 04:31:31 PM
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I LOL'D
Quote from: Cardinal on February 02, 2008, 04:31:31 PM
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LOLZ
0559 4923 7267
tombohs friend code so i can play with pinkeh
Steam Machine
http://www.buzzyworld.com/zim/archives/bloodygir.html
dont ask
I've got nothing. :'(
a pic
tooth
i am quiting
idk why thats there
http://www.smashbros.com/en_us/howto/basic/basic03.html
http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v676/gf1991/Signatures/Gallade.png
http://valentrinne.com/boyah/index.php
It was a reply to someone on Boyah saying "I don't go to poopty forums."
This
<gurn{RnR}> then im gonna shoot a rocket at an elephant
From my favorite Irc channel. None of you would get the joke though :|
Well I just got finished typing a long thread so let's see:
(There was no need to place Ike as the starter instead of Marth)
[21:35:42] Tyler says: Because
[21:35:44] Tyler says: You are
[21:35:55] Blaziken says: GREAT REASONING SENSEI
[21:35:57] Blaziken says: TEACH ME MORE
...argument.
http://valentrinne.com/boyah/index.php?topic=145.msg326994#msg326994
idk why
Quote from: JMV290 on February 03, 2008, 12:59:08 AM
http://valentrinne.com/boyah/index.php?topic=145.msg326994#msg326994
idk why
What the hell?
Quote from: Blaziken on February 03, 2008, 01:02:22 AM
Quote from: JMV290 on February 03, 2008, 12:59:08 AM
http://valentrinne.com/boyah/index.php?topic=145.msg326994#msg326994
idk why
What the hell?
Most of my Latino and black people who are struggling to get food, clothes and shelter in the hood are so concerned with that, that philosophising about freedom and socialist democracy is usually unfortunately beyond their rationale. They don't realize that America can't exist without separating them from their identity, because if we had some sense of who we really are, there's no way in hell we'd allow this country to push it's genocidal consensus on our homelands. This ignorance exists, but it can be destroyed.
Niggas talk about change and working within the system to achieve that. The problem with always being a conformist is that when you try to change the system from within, it's not you who changes the system; it's the system that will eventually change you. There is usually nothing wrong with compromise in a situation, but compromising yourself in a situation is another story completely, and I have seen this happen long enough in the few years that I've been alive to know that it's a serious problem. Latino America is a huge colony of countries whose presidents are cowards in the face of economic imperialism. You see, third world countries are rich places, abundant in resources, and many of these countries have the capacity to feed their starving people and the children we always see digging for food in trash on commercials. But plutocracies, in other words a government run by the rich such as this one and traditionally oppressive European states, force the third world into buying overpriced, unnecessary goods while exporting huge portions of their natural resources.
I'm quite sure that people will look upon my attitude and sentiments and look for hypocrisy and hatred in my words. My revolution is born out of love for my people, not hatred for others.
You see, most of Latinos are here because of the great inflation that was caused by American companies in Latin America. Aside from that, many are seeking a life away from the puppet democracies that were funded by the United States; places like El Salvador, Guatemala, Peru, Colombia, Nicaragua, Ecuador and Republica Dominicana, and not just Spanish-speaking countries either, but Haiti and Jamaica as well.
As different as we have been taught to look at each other by colonial society, we are in the same struggle and until we realize that, we'll be fighting for scraps from the table of a system that has kept us subservient instead of being self-determined. And that's why we have no control over when the embargo will stop in Cuba, or when the bombs will stop dropping in Vieques.
But you see, here in America the attitude that is fed to us is that outside of America there live lesser people. "Fuck them, let them fend for themselves." No, Fuck you, they are you. No matter how much you want to dye your hair blonde and put fake eyes in, or follow an anorexic standard of beauty, or no matter how many diamonds you buy from people who exploit your own brutally to get them, no matter what kind of car you drive or what kind of fancy clothes you put on, you will never be them. They're always gonna look at you as nothing but a little monkey. I'd rather be proud of what I am, rather than desperately trying to be something I'm really not, just to fit in. And whether we want to accept it or not, that's what this culture or lack of culture is feeding us.
I want a better life for my family and for my children, but it doesn't have to be at the expense of millions of lives in my homeland. We're given the idea that if we didn't have these people to exploit then America wouldn't be rich enough to let us have these little petty material things in our lives and basic standards of living. No, that's wrong. It's the business giants and the government officials who make all the real money. We have whatever they kick down to us. My enemy is not the average white man, it's not the kid down the block or the kids I see on the street; my enemy is the white man I don't see: the people in the white house, the corporate monopoly owners, fake liberal politicians those are my enemies. The generals of the armies that are mostly conservatives those are the real Mother-Fuckers that I need to bring it to, not the poor, broke country-ass soldier that's too stupid to know poop about the way things are set up.
In fact, I have more in common with most working and middle-class white people than I do with most rich black and Latino people. As much as racism bleeds America, we need to understand that classism is the real issue. Many of us are in the same boat and it's sinking, while these bougie Mother-Fuckers ride on a luxury liner, and as long as we keep fighting over kicking people out of the little boat we're all in, we're gonna miss an opportunity to gain a better standard of living as a whole.
In other words, I don't want to escape the plantation I want to come back, free all my people, hang the Mother-Fucker that kept me there and burn the house to the god darn ground. I want to take over the encomienda and give it back to the people who work the land.
You cannot change the past but you can make the future, and anyone who tells you different is a Fucking lethargic devil. I don't look at a few token Latinos and black people in the public eye as some type of achievement for my people as a whole. Most of those successful individuals are sell-outs and house Negros.
But, I don't consider brothers a sell-out if they move out of the ghetto. Poverty has nothing to do with our people. It's not in our culture to be poor. That's only been the last 500 years of our history; look at the last 2000 years of our existence and what we brought to the world in terms of science, mathematics, agriculture and forms of government. You know the idea of a confederation of provinces where one federal government controls the states? The Europeans who came to this country stole that idea from the Iroquois lead. The idea of impeaching a ruler comes from an Aztec tradition. That's why Montezuma was stoned to death by his own people 'cause he represented the agenda of white Spaniards once he was captured, not the Aztec people who would become Mexicans.
So in conclusion, I'm not gonna vote for anybody just 'cause they black or Latino they have to truly represent the community and represent what's good for all of us proletariat.
Porque sino entonces te mando por el carajo cabron gusano hijo de puta, seramos libre pronto, viva la revolucion, VIVA LA REVOLUCION!
tl;dr
maburaho
IDK
*takes off your pants*
Don't tell, alright? =(=(=(
o_O
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AOL transcripts, argh.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yp6mDnylgDI
"The world is a circus if you look at it the right way. Every time you pick up a handful of dust, and see not the dust but mystery, a marvel, there in your hand. Every time you stop and think, 'I'm alive. And being alive is fantastic.' Every time such a thing happens, you are part of the circus of Dr. Lao."
Don't ask
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]
QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 06:35:06 PM
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
...
Yes.
Absolutely yes.
Nothing, its Was SPAM SPAM SPAM. I was bugging someone in the chat. :s
http://youtube.com/watch?v=erc40wCxRZo
Also, F_H, that was some weird poop.
Umm, someones IP I looked up to see what time zone they were in :)
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 06:35:06 PM
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
Damn
Quote from: mackormoses on February 03, 2008, 07:03:31 PM
Umm, someones IP I looked up to see what time zone they were in :)
Stalker!!
Also, this: http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii229/Supa_cool_tangerinee/l_26edc0640ad51255cf077d16f11605c4.jpg
Quote from: mackormoses on February 03, 2008, 07:03:31 PM
Umm, someones IP I looked up to see what time zone they were in :)
You're supposed to post it, not post ABOUT it, kthx.
Someone's profile to give someone else to show the person just joined. I'm not posting it to respect privacy ;)
And hey, this is like the Ctrl + V game xD.
"occasionally".
I wanted to make sure I spelled it right, so I copied and pasted it into a Word Document. I was correct, as you can see.
Quote from: Cardinal on February 03, 2008, 06:42:03 PM
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 06:35:06 PM
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
...
Yes.
Absolutely yes.
I'm glad you enjoyed it, you sick bastard :
|
Quote from: britneymahboy on February 03, 2008, 07:08:02 PM
Quote from: mackormoses on February 03, 2008, 07:03:31 PM
Umm, someones IP I looked up to see what time zone they were in :)
Stalker!!
Also, this: http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii229/Supa_cool_tangerinee/l_26edc0640ad51255cf077d16f11605c4.jpg
Those glasses are arousing.
Quote from: Smashin on February 03, 2008, 08:47:04 PM
Quote from: britneymahboy on February 03, 2008, 07:08:02 PM
Quote from: mackormoses on February 03, 2008, 07:03:31 PM
Umm, someones IP I looked up to see what time zone they were in :)
Stalker!!
Also, this: http://i265.photobucket.com/albums/ii229/Supa_cool_tangerinee/l_26edc0640ad51255cf077d16f11605c4.jpg
Those glasses are arousing.
mine are better, but I don't care to take a picture of them. :-\
imagine glasses so jagged on the sides that they could kill someone by a slice across the throat.
they also have pieces taken out of the sides to look
technologic.
but they're duller than being able to kill someone with. :P
Ahgllnenignenlghgienlbihehnvleigvhensdiedlbioleishbehay
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 06:35:06 PM
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
That was the second best example of copypasta ever.
Quote from: Mystic Swampert on February 03, 2008, 07:06:15 PM
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 06:35:06 PM
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
Damn
...that was intercourse ing weird.
Quote from: Kazooie-Banjo on February 03, 2008, 09:04:02 PM
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 06:35:06 PM
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
That was the second best example of copypasta ever.
I'd like the first then.
http://i32.tinypic.com/20sa7wh.png
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 09:25:51 PM
Quote from: Kazooie-Banjo on February 03, 2008, 09:04:02 PM
Quote from: Friendly Hostile on February 03, 2008, 06:35:06 PM
I have some delicious copy pasta:
[spoiler=This poop is NSFW]QuoteAs I walked into the Barnes & Noble I noticed a girl standing behind the counter. She was giving directions to a young boy who wished to know where he could find comic books.
I was stunned...never before had I beheld such beauty. Calmly walking up to her I began to breathe deeply to calm myself down a bit. As I approached the counter she made eye contact with me and something brief but powerful passed between us.
It was the unmistakable glint of mutual lust.
She looked around quickly, grabbed a coworker and whispered into her ear. The coworker's eyes widened instantly and she smiled, then quickly took the girl's place behind the counter unassumingly.
The girl who then walked up to me, put her index finger to my lips and took my hand, leading me down the aisle.
We exited the bookstore itself into an employee area. I was actually trembling at this point at the sheer possibilities that such an even held but managed to remain calm nonetheless.
We reached a back area that seemed to serve as a storage room and walked inside. She gently closed the door, turned to look at me coyly and then proceeded to lock it.
It was at this point I noticed she was wearing enormous cargo pants that seemed to contain quite a few items just judging by the bulky appearance they presented. From one of these pockets she withdrew a metal rod. She began to lick it and then approached me. I could not have been more excited than at that moment.
She ran the rod over my lips while simultaneously wrapping her delicate little hand around my groin area. She then took that same hand and tugged at the side of my jeans urging me to turn around.
I complied without question.
She gently unbuckled my belt and began to draw my pants down. When they were around my ankles she began rustling in her pants for something else. I heard the unmistakable switch-flip of a butterfly knife being snapped into place and got quite startled.
She took the knife and proceeded to slice my boxers off. I did nothing...merely remained bent over the table and accepted it.
Until the knife began to slide into my anus.
Amazingly enough I didn't flinch at all. I know it sounds utterly bizarre but I did nothing...just let her continue to slide it into me. Her other hand holding the metal rod came around and she forcibly shoved the it into my mouth.
I accepted the it gratefully and began moaning as intercourse ed my mouth with the strange phallus . My level of excitement/fear had increased tenfold.
The knife in my anus began to slice flesh, the pain was there but my mind was in such a state that I simply didn't care. I could then feel blood trickling down my leg and began to breath harder...all the while my mouth full of this metal object.
It was at that moment she spoke to me for the first time. Time had slowed to a crawl and I could actually hear her delicate pink lips part so as to speak.
"I want you to cut my finger off"
I was stunned...I mean utterly stunned because I believed that she actually wanted me to do it. It may sound bizarre how all this could unfold and I hadn't yet run screaming from the building but a sense of surreality had washed over me and I just decided to run with it...consequences be darned.
She withdrew the knife from my bleeding poop hole and placed it on the table next to my hands. She pulled the rod out of my mouth and then moved beside me and placed her hand in front of me.
It was at that moment I felt it was time to become an active participant in this.
It was at that moment I felt the need to take control.
I grabbed her by the hair and slammed her facedown into the table. She didn't resist...but instead began moaning in ecstacy. I took the knife covered in my own blood and sliced up the back of her tank top forcefully. It parted and her pure alabaster skin greeted me in all it's splendor.
I took the knife and drew it down her spine...gently at first but then firmly enough to draw blood. Her moaning took on an urgent tone and it was at that moment I knew what must be done. I quickly flipped her over and her tiny breasts were suddenly before me. Her gleaming eyes pleaded with me and so I hesitated no longer.
Taking the tip of the knife I began to slice off her right nipple ever so slowly. She yelped but that tapered off to a gasping moan as my knife went through the nipple and came out cleanly on the other side.
Here I am standing with my pants around my ankles, blood flowing from my ass down my legs and drawing the blade finally through some strange girl's nipple as she writhes in delight before me.
I took the nipple and dangled it in front of her. It was then that I spoke to her for the first time.
"You're going to eat this...and you're going to enjoy it"
She opened her mouth and accepted the ragged circle of flesh onto her tongue as if it was holy communion. Closing her eyes softly she began to chew it and then swallowed it with an exhalation.
My work was not yet finished.
I then shoved her down on her knees and withdrew my cock (which by now was fully erect) and placed it before her. I told her simply:
"Feed"
She took my firm cock into her mouth and began to suck, then to drag her teeth over it gently but then with more vigor. I knew what she was about to do but did not stop her.
As the teeth dragging became more beautifully painful I carved my initials into her forehead ever so delicately. I wanted to mark the occassion properly.
When my cock was fully in her mouth, down her throat and her nose against my belly she bit down firmly upon my cock. It hurt fiercely at first but the surrreal elation I felt quickly dispelled any discomfort or pain. She bit down harder and began gnashing her teeth, severing my cock from my body.
With a brutal rip she pulled it from me and grinned up at me. I could see the severed end between her lips as blood poured in torrents from my gaping wound and trickled down her chin.
She stood up and pulled it out of her mouth. Placing it on the table she used the knife to slice it in two and placed one half before my lips. I accepted it hungrily. We both began to chew on the ragged remains of my penis with unbridled avarice.
Having experienced the height of pleasure the depth of pain we both knew what we had to do now.
When we had both finished chewing up the rest of my wasted phallus we locked eyes intensely and I drew her toward me. I kissed her bloody mouth gently but then more firmly. We kissed like this for some time both covered in blood and gore but nevertheless realizing that we were the only two people on the face of the planet.
She withdrew from me and picked up the knife and placed it into my hand. She looked at me and then closed her eyes.
I took the knife and dragged it deliberately across her throat, severing her vital flow of blood as well as her windpipe. She did not gasp nor flinch. Blood flowed in copious amounts from her and she grew even paler. She then sunk to her knees and fell dead to the floor.
I knelt before her and buried the knife into her heart with a forceful jab.
Looking around I saw my own fate hanging on the wall of the storeroom. It was a vicious looking claw hammer and I reached for it. Drawing it away from my head and preparing with all of my might I slammed the claw end of it into my forehead.
The last thought that went through my ruined brain was this:
Purity.
[/spoiler]
That was the second best example of copypasta ever.
I'd like the first then.
The first...I don't know where to find it, but it made me lol more than any other copypasta. It was a short little story about how the guy who posted it apparently scared the poop out of some other guy in a public restroom by letting out a warcry and ramming into the other guy's stall door.
(http://cdn.last.fm/coverart/300x300/23852-762212808.jpg)
I was fixin' all mah album art in iTunes.
(http://i142.photobucket.com/albums/r119/urllru/Aviodesignsig-galaxy20.jpg)
nice huh?
http://youtube.com/watch?v=z088ZSl-OOA
A MGS Song I find very nice to listen to.
Whoops, guess I shouldn't post our ad code in plain sight.
Though you could just look at the source and find it anyways.
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&VideoID=27485659
A Super Bowl Ad.
Quote from: Genius on February 04, 2008, 04:08:18 PM
Quote from: WiinolikePS3 on February 04, 2008, 04:05:20 PM
That was one of the post hypocritical comments I've ever heard from you.
Thanks for explaining why.
"Way to make KAOS feel even worse. Press into his mind what obvious flaws he has.
At any rate, I could pick out deep things from people, sure. It would take more than just this, though. I'm good at reading into people. I could guess some things about KAOS, most likely. However, I'd rather avoid making assumptions unless absolutely necessary."
Apparently, you didn't avoid making assuptions. Because of his post in the other thread, you assumed that he was a useless dumbass, and that it was totally okay to go ahead and flame him based on your assumptions. Way to make KAOS feel worse? You're the one who STARTED it! You have absolutely NO room to talk! If you don't realize how hypocritical your argument was... Also, way to counter me with a simple smartass comment. It really made you look SO much more intelligent.
Quote from: WiinolikePS3 on February 04, 2008, 04:05:20 PM
The point is, half of your flames aren't as clever as you think they are. Before you say the same about me, I don't think I'm nearly as smart as YOU think YOU are. Heck, you named youself GENIUS.
So you're judging on a name alone. Good job. You've got nothing to go on with how clever I think I am. You don't know what I think. I simply speak my mind. If people find it clever, that's fine by me.
Smartass comments are made on the basis that you think you're smarter than the other person. You should know that; you're the biggest smartass I've ever had the displeasure of meeting. Also, I'm NOT judging on a name alone, I'm judging on all of your heartless smartass comments. Obviously you're losing your touch, because your arguments are getting worse by the minute.
Quote from: WiinolikePS3 on February 04, 2008, 04:05:20 PM
Way to make yourself look like even more of an arsehole.
Thanks! I think I'm getting quite good at it, wouldn't you say?
If that's really what you want...
... you can guess what was happening at the time.
I'm still waiting for him to log in and respond so we can continue.
The plan is working.
graduated from junior high school at the top of his class but dropped out soon after a teacher told him that his aspirations of being a lawyer were "no realistic goal for a n_gger"
nothing.
nothing :P