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Posts by MY Body, MY Choice

  1. Originally posted by pass the cheese please shut up faggot no one cares.

    You cared enough to quote me and say that. Which means you thought of me. Aww.
  2. Originally posted by pass the cheese please You don't. As far as you know, I am Spectral, aldra, HTS, scron, Metaphysicist, or anyone else you want to pin me as.

    lol this place really is bizarre. Like, I know we don't have that many people on newtotse, and posts are few and far between and it's just a handful of members at this point, but endless alts is definitely not a problem we have lol.
  3. Originally posted by pass the cheese please He probably is. This entire website is just a few people with loads of alts.



    lol this guy (girl) PM'ed me the same thing a few weeks ago. I guess when everyone is an alt, you just have to mass accuse everyone of being whoever you please it to be. Which I guess could be said about everyone thinking everybody is a Scron alt, but I DIGRESS



    Oliver Twist

    yeah, well how do we know you're not an alt?
  4. Originally posted by RandyCain Shut up Terry. You are washed up you old trailer park shit cunt.

    "I'm Terry and I call the cops on internet folks because I'm a pussy"

    Go tattoo more spider webs on your elbows faggot.

    Still have no idea who you are, but I am assuming you're some alt of scron.
  5. Originally posted by Bradley HTS went on his phone and looked up www.niggasin.space, he pulled up his inbox and clicked the most recent message; a 'Are you still gay?'from Bradley. Scron was always very possessive and paranoid about him making friends with other homosexuals but HTS is an untamed mare on the inside.

    As he rereads the erotica Bradley had sent him, he found himself drooling over BradleyB's rather lage penis wrapped nicely in a banana peel. He began massaging himself and realized Scron had been starring at him playing with his tiny penis, smiling into his phone.

    "WHO ARE YOU FUCKING TALKING TO SEAN?"

    HTS drops the phone onto the air mattress and says "No one, Scronny, I was just looking at pictures of us from when you were being nice to me."

    Scron reaches for the phone with the speed of 69 jealous gay tweakers. "You really are looking at pictures of Bradley's cock? He doesn't even have that big of a penis. Did he send these to you?"

    HTS cowers Infront of her abusive boyfriend.

    *the story continues*

    "Did he send these to you?!", Scron seethed and shook HTS's phone angrily.

    "What does he have that I don't?!" Scron challenged and proceeded to lower his pants, revealing a massive unkempt bush littered with bits of paper and other foreign material.

    His penis was barely visible underneath the massive, trash-filled bush, but HTS could destinctively make out a herpes sore glaring at him from the head of Scron's penis. It's gotten bad lately. HTS has been trying to ignore it, but it cannot be ignored any longer....

    _*continue*
  6. Originally posted by Bradley HTS mother coming back inside hears the commotion and yells down the stairway, "Honey, are you okay? Is Ratface being mean to you?"

    HTS gives Ratface 'the look' and Ratface becomes immediately afraid. If HTS mom kicks him out it's back to making ASCII art at the public library and he knows it.

    "No, Mom. He's just playing video games." HTS lies.

    Scron turns back to the NiS Latest Threads page muttering, "These people don't know what funny is. I got my own place not living with my parents and they're all sitting in their mom's basement."

    HTS tries to comfort his homosexual Ratface boyfriend with a hand on his shoulder but Scron flinches and says "Get away from me you faggot." making HTS wonder not for the first time why he settled for a Ratface tweaker from the forum.

    "Get away from me, you faggot!", Scron shouted at HTS.

    HTS balked at this wild expression of anger. He has never seen this abusive side of Scron before. Tears welled up in his eyes and flowed rapidly down his cheeks.

    "Y-you...I t-thought you loved me!", HTS screamed while the tears continued to stream down his face.

    Scron stared blankly at the computer screen...

    *continue*
  7. Originally posted by CandyRein I like the song selection..its giving “The breakfast club” type vibe

    Yeah, the breakfast club of queers and losers
  8. Originally posted by MY Body, MY Choice "FUCK!", Scron shouted as he slammed his fists down on the keyboard. Rage filled his fetal-alcohol syndrome brain as he struggled to understand why he couldn't make an ASCII art he had in his mind.

    "It's ok, baby", HTS said soothinly as he placed his palm on Scron's shoulder. "You are the best ASCII autist I know..erm…uh…artist."

    "…what the fuck did you just say to me?", Scron seethed. "Autist?!". "You know how upset I get when you use that word!!!", he raged.

    The scent of hot, human feces filled the air…

    *continue the story*

    HTS sniffed and grimaced. "Um, baby? D-did...did you just shit your pants?"

    Scron screeched and thrashed wildly about the room. Small pieces of shit fell out of his pants and was smeared into the deeply stained carpet...

    *continue the story*
  9. Originally posted by MY Body, MY Choice So, back to the story…

    Suddenly, the latch on the basement door clicked. HTS and Scron scurried to get into positions that made sure they were separate from one another and could never be interpreted as being intimate.

    "Piss call, honeybun!", HTS's mother gleefully exclaimed as she entered the room with a 5 gallon bucket and a bottle of Lysol spray. She nonchalantly moved over to HTS's side of the bed and emptied his 25 piss jugs.

    "Ooooh! Someone has been a big pisser!", she excitedly exclaimed.

    The scent of stale urine filled the air. Scron became visibly upset by the attention HTS's mother was giving to HTS. Scron never had a mother. He was born into an abusive, male-dominated household where his father berated him and sexually abused him. Scron writhed at the memory and continued to work on his latest ASCII art…

    *continue the story*

    "FUCK!", Scron shouted as he slammed his fists down on the keyboard. Rage filled his fetal-alcohol syndrome brain as he struggled to understand why he couldn't make an ASCII art he had in his mind.

    "It's ok, baby", HTS said soothinly as he placed his palm on Scron's shoulder. "You are the best ASCII autist I know..erm...uh...artist."

    "...what the fuck did you just say to me?", Scron seethed. "Autist?!". "You know how upset I get when you use that word!!!", he raged.

    The scent of hot, human feces filled the air...

    *continue the story*
  10. Originally posted by Ghost you are just upset that nobody wants to post on your dead forum where you can bully people and ban them with impunity so you have to spew and spam your lower-than-DH-tier drivel against other users here because it upsets you SOOOO MUCH that newtotse is sooooo bad

    go ahead make another thread about fonaplats or bradley or how about this site is just 1-2 users on alts it's all the same shit, same spam. Some people never change I guess stay stuck in that rut running a dead site for the rest of your life you PATHETIC LOSER you are even worse than any of the DHtards

    kill yourself you fucking retard

    Sounds like someone is upset that they can't remove this video by complaining to the jediS like, "I AM IN THIS VIDEO AND I DON'T LIKE IT".

    Look in the mirror, sad man. You spend your entire life on this website. You have no job. You have no friends. You literally sit here and shitpost all day long as your source of entertainment. If this website vanished (which it might, if Lala has anything to say about it), you will be completely broken and have no idea what to do with your time.

    You are a government leech, a cuck, queer in denial, drug addict, ugly, broken-home derived blue-ribbon loser. You will never be or do anything meaningful or impactful in life. You will only leech off the hard work of others. You have no dreams, no goals to achieve, and no purpose. You wake up everyday to the same litter-filled apartment paid for by your tranny partner's parents and watch yourself and your partner get older, fatter, and uglier while your living conditions remain the same. You will never escape beyond the confines of being a welfare nigger and you are destined to be an old man, with your old man partner, pretending to be someone you're not on the internet because it gives you a laughable sense of purpose. A reason to wake up. A reason to keep on living. A thing to occupy your mind from the simple fact that you're a loser. You are a loser begotten by a family of losers. You will die a servant to the welfare of the taxpayers of Canada, without making any mark on society at all other than the drain you put upon it.

    You are, deep down, a very sad, lonely man who is borderline suicidal and I wouldn't be surprised or upset if you suddenly realize that one day and hang yourself off of the bridge that your fat, loser boyfriend failed at years ago.
  11. Originally posted by MY Body, MY Choice "ow!", scron cried as HTS's overbite caused his teeth to scrape scron's dick.
    "You didn't used to do that to me. Do you need to see a dentist?", scron asked.
    "A…what? A d-dentist-chan?", HTS asked sheepishly
    *"this motherfucker, always commenting on my teeth when he has a face pockmarked by years of meth abuse and general shit genetics, has the audacity to comment on my lackluster and painful blowjobs due to my teeth?!"* - HTS thought to himself.

    Suddenly….

    *finish the story*

    So, back to the story...

    Suddenly, the latch on the basement door clicked. HTS and Scron scurried to get into positions that made sure they were separate from one another and could never be interpreted as being intimate.

    "Piss call, honeybun!", HTS's mother gleefully exclaimed as she entered the room with a 5 gallon bucket and a bottle of Lysol spray. She nonchalantly moved over to HTS's side of the bed and emptied his 25 piss jugs.

    "Ooooh! Someone has been a big pisser!", she excitedly exclaimed.

    The scent of stale urine filled the air. Scron became visibly upset by the attention HTS's mother was giving to HTS. Scron never had a mother. He was born into an abusive, male-dominated household where his father berated him and sexually abused him. Scron writhed at the memory and continued to work on his latest ASCII art...

    *continue the story*
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  13. Originally posted by Donald Trump People like HTS and Scron will be put into some sort of legacy list in future.

    The new welfare crowd the Canadian authorities fight with will be all Indian and Pakistanis.

    The likes of HTS and Scron will be put onto some "can't work/won't work" list and ignored. Maybe checked up on every 5 years or so.

    The problem is welfare rates won't be reviewed. For instance in Ireland welfare 20 years ago was about €220 a week. Nowadays it's about €220 a week. I was on welfare 20 years ago, I bought food for the house and petrol for the car on it.
    Now, I spend that much on a shopping trip.

    Mass immigration is the death of the welfare state. Death of a lot of Europeans.

    We're being swamped with entitled foreigners. And they aren't shy about asserting about how entitled they feel they are to what we earned.

    Hitler was right. We should've let him do his thing.
  14. WEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEL GONTS
  15. Originally posted by Donald Trump So basically Jared Taylor has money for a photoshop subscription?

    Sickening.

    I'm here trying to GIMP.

    yes
  16. Originally posted by Ghost …The only reason people stopped using CDs is because it made more sense cost wise to just buy a 1TB external storage or SDcards or CLOUD STORAGE but the only reason people use any of those things is because CD's have always had sucky storage at some point in time. The high quality ones and blu ray shit can store a lot but a cheap high storage disk is what the market has always wanted because it's simply the best…

    This is false.

    The reason flash memory was and is adopted (flash EMMC, NAND, etc) is due to the smaller package size, improved read/write speeds, and resistance to environmental degredation like optical disks are prone to (UV light, scratching, etc).

    Granted, if you store data on optical media and then store that optical media in pristine conditions, it theoretically could outlast the data saved on flash memory, but who actually does that? What consumer is burning data to discs and then storing those discs in a pitch black, vacuum sealed chamber with nitrogen gas pumping through it 24/7 and maintaining a constant temperature? No one.

    It makes more sense to use flash memory that has much faster read/write speeds over optical disc (with current consumer tech), smaller package size (no need for a dedicated 5.25" or external reader drive to read/write), has no mechanical moving parts to wear out over the years, doesn't require extensive, dedicated factories to manufacture the media and all the raw materials to make the discs (they can use already existing factories that make RAM dies), all of the environmental waste of unused/damaged/bad discs that build up, etc.

    Flash memory is the current tech and will be for the forseeable future.
  17. Everyone knows it, folx
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  19. Originally posted by Donald Trump If not for being double shot with Pfizer I'd probably have died from covid when I got it.

    Instead it was just a mild flu like illness.

    Pfizer saved my life.

    I never got a vax and got COVID and while I felt pretty shitty for the first two days, after that, it was merely a cold at best. By day 4, it was totally void of symptoms. I'd much rather go through that than push some rapidly developed vaccine without proper clinical history that usual vaccines get into my veins.

    But then again, microplastics, nanoplastics, background radiation, hard water, the years and years of drug abuse, and all the other normal toxicities of life, does it even matter if I push a novel vaccine into my veins?
  20. Originally posted by Ghost because you are obsessed with me and have no life

    yes
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