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2015-08-13 at 3:40 PM UTC in color
neither is white
Black is the absence of color. White is the presence of all colors. -
2015-08-13 at 3:36 PM UTC in I fucking love sauerkraut
Saurkraut is absolutely revolting and ya'll should be ashamed of yourself for liking it.
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"MMM mmmmm mom please pass the sour, fermented, flatulence inducing cabbage please!" "And the Ovaltine!" "And the boiled peanuts!" -
2015-08-13 at 3:31 PM UTC in I m n OWL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!I am a tampon string from the planet Moon
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2015-08-13 at 3:29 PM UTC in "Name Whiskers"
Errrrrr…. what is the cat's name?
Chootie....... I already said that when I was attempting to post at least semi on-topic to your thread, because I'm a nice guy like that. -
2015-08-13 at 7:36 AM UTC in color
this thread…
your dad's email addy... -
2015-08-13 at 4:08 AM UTC in "Name Whiskers"I fucking grab my knife and draw the word CRINGE into my forehead, my biceps, my stomach, chest, thighs. I let the blood trickle and pool up beneath me. I smile. My kitty cat comes by and sniffs the blood, looks at me curiously, backs away and runs to one of her hiding spots. I start to stroke my growing throb of an erection. I stop, kneel down and begin to lap up my blood. The salty thickness lingers on my tongue. I don't swallow, just lap, and lap and lap. I let the blood flow out of my mouth and begin to hyperventilate. Faster, faster, and faster, I have no idea where I am and I bring my hands to a strong clasp against my neck, pushing my jugular into the depths of my throat, hold it.. hold it......I am gone. I fall into my pool, blood soaked, delirious, lost in a temporary dream, and I slowly come to. I wake up, and I laugh. I LAUGH HARDER THAN I'VE EVER LAUGHED. I grab my cock again and stroke it harder than I've ever stroked. It doesn't want to cooperate but I relentlessly stroke myself to completion with a soft and flaccid cock. My cum spills out into the pool of blood and I again and I lay within it all. I laugh again and the laughter turns to impulsive and compulsive cries, cries for help, cries for who gives a fuck, SOBS, yelps, yearns, begging for a thing that I don't even know. My kitty comes back. I stare her in the eyes and she stares back. Both of us, unmoving, staring, crying. She cries. I can see it. She can see it. I black out.
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2015-08-13 at 3:27 AM UTC in "Name Whiskers"Why don't we just go ahead and rename this site ATTN: Spectral and a few other random threads.
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2015-08-12 at 10:57 PM UTC in colorBlack isn't a color. -_-
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2015-08-12 at 4:52 AM UTC in is everyone evilLeaning 'left' or 'right' doesn't inherently make someone lost or delusional or anything of the sort. Implied beliefs within those leanings can appear to demonstrate certain lacks of perception, but not by default. I have always just sort of thought, in the most general sense, that being LEFTISH means you care about humanity, and being RIGHTISH means you care about taking care of 'your own.' Obviously that's a very simplistic look at it but it's where I start. I have yet to have demonstrated to me why caring about humanity is a bad idea and makes a person foolish. Is it because we're only here for such a short amount of time and the world is presumed ultimately fucked, that it's laughable to look at those who think a difference can be made? Is it the right thing to do to simply protect what's yours and offer no help to others since of our short time here on the earth? If enough people, perhaps, thought differently, perhaps a difference could be made... that shouldn't be weird to believe. When masses believe in something, that something generally takes place. When the masses are purposefully ignorant or turn a blind eye to atrocities, it's easy to assume those atrocities aren't taking place and it's sure nice to be on the side that isn't experiencing them. I guess empathy and sympathy have a lot to do with it, of which many willfully choose not demonstrate or experience.
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2015-08-12 at 4:42 AM UTC in I find things like this laying around my houseSuper Ultra Cool. I just find empty beer cans and pizza crumbs.
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2015-08-12 at 4:41 AM UTC in "Name Whiskers"http://www.catster.com/name/whiskers
There are 219 cats named Whiskers on Catster. THE MORE YOU KNOW! -
2015-08-12 at 2:24 AM UTC in "Name Whiskers"My kitty's name is Chootie. I call her things like Choots in Boots, lil Choo Choo, Choots McGoots, and Chootie with tha Bootie, among others.
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2015-08-11 at 11:08 PM UTC in roshambo got into a fist fight over a can of soda onceGo nuts. Seriously, make a list of things to do, take requests, and paint the town red. Get the good parts on video.
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2015-08-11 at 10:46 PM UTC in roshambo got into a fist fight over a can of soda onceGo nuts. Seriously, make a list of things to do, take requests, and paint the town red. Get the good parts on video.
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2015-08-11 at 1:13 PM UTC in "Name Whiskers"[FONT=comic sans ms][SIZE=72px]NAME[/SIZE][/FONT]
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2015-08-11 at 11:52 AM UTC in Let me get your dad's email addressThis forum is for openly exchanging our dad's email addresses with one another. My dad's is [email]skydad11@aol.com[/email]
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2015-08-11 at 4:27 AM UTC in Bill Krozby's joke threadYour mom.
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2015-08-11 at 4:21 AM UTC in "Name Whiskers"
Then why are you so mad that you makes threats which eveyone including yourself knows you have no ability to follow thtough with? Unless you are being manipulated by your emotions?
inb4 you dont' scare him, kid. Though you are older than him. "You don't scare me, senior citizen." -
2015-08-11 at 1:08 AM UTC in "Name Whiskers"
1. Would be way too easy.
2. You haven't annoyed me enough yet.
3. I've already unperched you once.
I have no idea if you could do what you say or not. All I know is saying that it would be too easy usually refers to one's inability. I remember playing video games at the gas station by middle school, after school, and there would be drama and egos involved in the playing of said video games (Mortal Kombat 3, at the time). Anyway I had a friend named Chris who always talked big, thought he was tough, and bragged about his ability to fight, yet I never once saw him fight. One day there was some shit going down at the ol' machine and Chris got prompted to fight someone who was roughly his size, maybe a little bit bigger, to which replied 'nah it would be too easy,' and left all fast. It was pretty clear from that point forward that Chris was scared to fight, and just liked to talk. Talk is cheap. -
2015-08-11 at 1:02 AM UTC in how 2 commit suicideDive off of your roof onto a concrete or cement driveway or walkway. Obviously go head first. Tie your hands behind your back if you are worried about instinctively reaching out to soften the blow. Land on your head. Snap your neck. No tools required. Cheap. Fast. Painless. Easy. Alternatively, you can always run out in front of a train or a semi on the highway. Even a car on the highway. Just act like a hitchhiker and fucking throw yourself out in front of a car. Done.
