He entrusted you with a private note of admiration, beckoning and desiring your approval for a sexual rendezvous, under the impression you as a grown man, of sound mind and body, would follow through with the unwritten rule regarding the privacy of these said personal messages, and you do this, Mashle? How RASH.
Now, please apologize to 2001 for breaking code and FUCKING EVERYTHING UP, AGAIN.
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Originally posted by Totse 2001
I want to reverse roll play
yes, lets.
let's play. you stand behind my truck. I'll shift into reverse. and roll right over you.
Originally posted by Totse 2001
I want you to be the guy with the cast boot and yank you off the train. then unbuckle your seatbelt and tell you that you don't need it. I mean why would you with a broken wrist and foot. and then drive wrecklessly by zig zagging in and out of traffic for 40 miles or so and drop you off in a tank full of the meanest black mofo's waiting for San Quintin or Folsom delivery.. I want to see how mouthy you would be with your "nigger" tainting day in and day out.
I'll pay you 100 dollars if I can do this. its' all I have to spare cause I'm broke… but I bet some people would pitch in and match me dollar for dollar.
you need to let whatever pharmaceuticals you ODd on wear off before you re-post that into english. as much as I tried to translate...the best guess about that idiot post is it had something to do with that nigger in the back of the police van that was tenderized in the ride in. the rest of the details are too much gibberish.
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I once bought her flowers and put them in a nice vase and was waiting for her to come home from work and I was in bed drinking listening to loud music with my pants off in bed. I didn't hear her come in but evidently I left my pants in the living room and she went thru my phone and saw a text about me wanting to butt bang this chicken and so she comes into my room and throws the vase of flowers at me and flips over a table in the living room with my laptop I only had for 2 days and the screen breaks, luckily i was able to send it back and get a new one.
It was terrible.
And one time we were drinking at my new place and I started getting sassy pants with her and she literally ripped my i love new york t-shirt off my back and I said "hey thats one of my favorite shirts" and she screamed "no one cares about your fucking shirt"
it was awful
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Originally posted by mmQ
Sexual innuendo, albeit funny when used appropriately, is one of the least creative forms of.. creativity. Making up knock knock jokes is more difficult, especially non-sexual ones.
knock knock
whos there
*jams my cock down your throat till you suffocate*
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Grimace
motherfucker
[my enumerable hindi guideword]
From 11-14 I wore a back brace that caged my torso with metal. It had gears and pulleys and I was instructed to twist it tighter every so many weeks to gradually straighten my badly deformed spine. The tightening forced my back straight and it often caused excruciating pain as my growing body got used to the straighter posture. My family would all point at me and laugh and say, "Hahhaha! Look at the reject!! Look at the defective reject!!"
WHO'S LAUGHING NOW, MOM?! WHO THE FUCK IS LAUGHING NOW?
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Originally posted by mashlehash
I have a book called evangelicals vs liberals..you might like it.
I've already read it. Interesting read, but it doesn't really address my question on the level it needs to be. Unless he grants that pure randomness is true "free will", the definition makes no sense. .I lose the question again, how would. A truly free being pick between A or B? What if we ran that test 100 times?
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If youd imbibed ayahuasca, youd gave given up all your worldly posessions and quit the internet because Snake-Mother, protector of the vine, crushed your body and dismembered you limb by limb, then ingested your corpse into the swirling hole of infinity that is her stomach, where children played with your disembodied all-ness like building a sand castle....and then, Snake Mother shit youout into the belly of the earth where you put out roots and sprang forth as the tree of knowledge. A race of hairless blue people stood beneath your branches, grasping at its fruits, but the second a drop touched their lips, every one of them began to wither and decay. And the decay spread like a wave of a nuclear weapon, rushing faster and faster, destroying billions upon billions. And the earth splits and the oceans roil, and you feel afraid at your insignificance. And then the light of the sun pierces the ashen haze- those ashes of the obliterated billions- and you realize you are mingled with them. And nothing is lost, and nothing is created. Everything is just living and being and dying and becoming all at once.We are dust and energy and miracles of chemistry, and you feel like a newborn just looking out to see your mother's face for the first time.
But then you remember Game of Thrones is on tonight, so fuck all that faggot shit. DRAGONS, NIGGA!
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