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2018-02-22 at 12:06 AM UTC in We have a moral obligation to stop eating meatSorry Zanick, I feel absolutely no moral obligation to not consume sentient animals. I don't think "morality" is any sort of argument anyway, especially on an individual level where people like me literally struggle to feel any sort of "empathy" (even though I rationally understand what you're talking about). "Might does not make right" is not an argument, especially since consuming higher amounts of protein contributed to the growth of our prefrontal cortex (which is responsible for your linguistic abilities which attempt to oppose the killing and eating of animals). If your ancestors only ate plants and nuts you would not be able to make this thread. Of course, this is a "natural fallacy" (since "natural" does not mean "right") but I am a member of a species in an ecosystem which sustains (and has sustained) itself by eating animals. I agree that modern farming where chickens and cows are kept in fucked up conditions is pretty abhorrent, but this is an entirely separate issue to eating animals. Can you please explain to me why killing and eating animals, whose genes have contributed to their tasty propensity, is objectively wrong and not merely something that makes you feel uncomfortable
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2018-02-21 at 11:35 PM UTC in We have a moral obligation to stop eating meat
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2018-02-21 at 11:09 PM UTC in We have a moral obligation to stop eating meat
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2018-02-21 at 10:22 PM UTC in Post in this thread, and I'll give you a short Seinfeld scene that sums you up.
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2018-02-21 at 3:56 PM UTC in things i'm fucking sick of:There’s no such thing as a “men’s bikini”
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2018-02-21 at 2:43 PM UTC in things i'm fucking sick of:
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2018-02-21 at 10:26 AM UTC in I am completely over women.
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2018-02-21 at 8:33 AM UTC in The Trainwreck Tale of the Insatiable Bill Krozby
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2018-02-21 at 8:07 AM UTC in its 1030pm and im hngry
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2018-02-21 at 5:11 AM UTC in List of shitty movies
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2018-02-21 at 3:51 AM UTC in The Retardest Thread: Fashionably Late Edition.
Originally posted by Malice I feel like critical parts of my humanity have been consumed by hatred. I’m capable of unbelievable levels of wrath. I may actually need to be concerned about snapping and losing control. Constantly feeling like I’m on the verge of a rampage. I don’t think any amount of people killed would satiate me, I would have to dedicate my life to killing as many human beings as possible. Devote a dextroamphetamine fueled full powered autistic obsession toward becoming an expert on this.
I had my bad day that made it crystal clear how irredeemable human beings really are.
Originally posted by Malice I don’t want people to have that perception that I’m overly aggressive and insane.
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2018-02-20 at 6:28 PM UTC in The Retardest Thread: Fashionably Late Edition.
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2018-02-20 at 12:14 PM UTC in The Retardest Thread: Fashionably Late Edition.
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2018-02-20 at 5:25 AM UTC in Bill Krozby would let his daughter die for a million dollars.gosh you guys are so dramatic its just a young kid, its not like "they aren't making those anymore!" like a classic car
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2018-02-20 at 2:48 AM UTC in The Retardest Thread: Fashionably Late Edition.
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2018-02-20 at 12 AM UTC in ATTN: I’m One of Bill Krozby’s Victims - AMAsaying u dont wanna have sex and then changing ur mind after someone says pretty-please-with-cherries-on-top isn't rape IMO.
hey BTW if im at someones place and i dont like the way they are acting then u know what i do? i leave -
2018-02-19 at 8:08 AM UTC in The Trainwreck Tale of the Insatiable Bill Krozby
Originally posted by 哈哈你看不懂中文 Lol you've been with her for 10 months and already your dream is to have a kid with her?
Even in fiction i cant top what a scumbag you are. Stop spawning.
i love her and at least its better than you meeting a dope fiend off zoklet and thinking you had a kid with her for a couple years and getting fucked in the ass at the same time you cuck. -
2018-02-19 at 7:32 AM UTC in The Trainwreck Tale of the Insatiable Bill KrozbyBill Krozby was born into this world much like everyone else. Crying and screaming, his little plump legs kicking into the air. The boy was healthy and happy. He ate well, shat well, and in time, even learned how to walk well. To the time-deaf parents of Bill Krozby, everything was as it should be.
At the age of three, Bill Krozby had his first girlfriend. "Cute," his parents called it. They told jokes in private. "Pretty soon they'll be getting married!" His mother once giggled. It became so 'cute' that they began to encourage it. "Well aren't you going to kiss your girlfriend goodbye?" They said. And Bill Krozby did.
Years passed and the children grew up. Bill Krozby had remained friends with this girl, though the wedding jokes had long since passed. They played regularly after school in the small outcrop behind the playground. The children enjoyed how quiet and wide it was back there, but more importantly, they enjoyed the lack of adults. It wasn't often that they got to frolic unsupervised, so they took every chance they could get to slip behind the rocks. And the parents didn't mind. They were good kids after all.
"I'm tired of tag," Bill Krozby said, exasperated. "How about we play a new game?"
Jenny sat in the dirt. "Like what?"
"You wanna play Doctor?" Bill Krozby asked. He'd been planning this for some time.
"Sure, what do I do?"
Bill Krozby smiled.
"Just lay down on that rock like you're at the doctor's office. I'll be the doctor and this will be my sethoscope!"
"Your what?" Jenny questioned.
"You know, that cold thing that the doctors use to listen to your heart?"
"I think it's called a stethoscope."
'Source?' Bill Krozby thought to himself.
"It doesn't matter though," Jenny said sweetly, moving over to the rock. "Let's just play."
Bill Krozby grabbed the rock he'd picked up earlier and put it to Jenny's chest. His heart bounced.
"Uh, Bill Krozby? I don't think the doctors do it like that."
"Oh what?" Bill Krozby rushed to say. He was glad the hot sun hid his red face. "Sorry, I haven't been to the doctor in a while. I forgot how it goes. Why don't you be the doctor instead?"
"Erm, okay." Jenny twirled nervously in her head as they switched spots. She cleared her throat, pretending to look up from a clipboard. "So Mr. Bill Krozby, what seems to be the problem?"
"Well I've got this pain right here."
"In your stomach?"
"No, a little lower."
Jenny placed her hand on Bill Krozby's abdomen. "Here?"
"Lower."
Jenny went lower.
"Lower," Bill Krozby demanded.
"Bill Krozby, I don't think we should be-" Jenny looked down as her hand was pulled away from her. "Bill Krozby WHAT ARE YOU-"
"SHUT UP YOU FUCKING SLAMPIG, THIS IS WHAT DOCTORS DO!"
Yanking herself away, Jenny ran off towards the playground in tears. She thought about telling somebody, but didn't want to get Bill Krozby in trouble. He was such a good friend. Or at least he had been. What Bill Krozby did felt wrong, but maybe it was her who was wrong. Maybe doctors actually did do that. How could she know? She wasn't a doctor. It was all so confusing to young Jenny, who had never seen or heard of anything like what she'd just experienced.
A grin spread slowly over Bill Krozby's face. His father was right, that was fun.- kroz,
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2018-02-18 at 11:37 PM UTC in What's your IQ?
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2018-02-18 at 8:22 PM UTC in ATTN: I’m One of Bill Krozby’s Victims - AMA