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What do you people want from me?! Haven't I given you enough?! What is wrong with what I'm doing? I'm busting my butt to entertain you people. Why am I not good enough for you guys? Am I below the threshold of NiggasIn.Space community standards? Am I not worthy of a simple bump?
I have a dream that one day on the internets of NiggasIn.Space, the sons of former faggots and the sons of former niggers will be able to sit down together at the table of brotherhood. Five score years ago, a great poster, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, this momentous post came as a great beacon of light of hope to millions of spammers who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It would be fatal for the website to overlook the urgency of the moment. There will be neither rest nor tranquility on this site until we are granted our account making rights.
But there is something that I must say to my posters, who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place, we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for faggotry by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred. We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into cyber bullying.
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Originally posted by mmQ
I know. But 4 more years of him it is.
if youd like to be taught about politics please pm me. It is very disheatrening seeing you trying to endorse a communist (or any democrat which is pretty much the same thing) which both my grandfathers fought against in actual plysical warfare so faggot losers like you could have the freedom to vote you fucking retard
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Right before I was moving to Montana in 2006 my dad said I couldn't take my car with me. It was a 68 camaro and was a huge pile of shit. For a couple months drive wouldn't work so I was rocking it around in 2nd gear.
Right before I made my decision of what I was going to do to get rid of it Poast and I spray painted a bunch of dumb ghetto shit all over it. I think we had 'GNAR KILL' on one side. I'm sure there was a boognish somewhere. I wasn't really taking the car into town so I stopped paying insurance. The car looked ghetto as fuck with all the tags and driving from poasts house one day a cop car was coming down the hill. I just kinda got real close to the car in front of me and to the side and hoped for the best. Nothing happened so I was good.
When I decided to get rid of my car, I decided to just mob the shit out of it. There was a place called school valley that was maybe a mile long road that used to be a kind of a valley. No one used it because it was gated on both sides. I just drove around it. My brother and his red neck friends were there because we could relate to destruction. One of the first things we did was break both front and back windows. I was mobbing around and thought it'd be funny if I turn on the wipers with no window. It started smacking him in the face. I laughed and turned them off.
I made it to the bottom of the road, right behind an elementary school and someone said, "There's no way you can make it up that hill." I learned from WifeDead don't tell people that because I gunned it and actually made it up. This was a place people fucked around on dirt bikes. So me getting it in a shitty camaro is pretty funny.
We mobbed around all that day and called it quits once I got it stuck down a hill in a bunch of bushes. In the video that is lost to time, my brother is in the car just revving the shit out of it until it's smoking and the last shot from that day is us walking away filming a bunch of smoke going in the air.
We didn't catch the place on fire and show up the next day. My brother had one of his buddies bring a truck and pull it out of the bushes. Round two. I blew out a tire and try to hit the hill again that the dirt bikers hit but couldn't make it with less traction. I was going back and forth all over this gravel road and everyones having a blast. We forgot to take the rocks out we used to blast out the windows and one time when I went into the ditch it almost someone in the head.
A buddy Poast and I tried to manipulate showed up with a donut wheel on a dirt bike and we fixed the tire. Barely. Chaos and mayhem and we vowed to come back the next day.
The next day we show up and someone tried to hot wire the car. The place where the key went in was fukt. The kid who brought the spare tire said he could hot wire it. I doubted it because I thought he was stupid. Turns out he could. One last day of mobbing.
The next day we wanted to see it explode. I had stolen a small piece of pipe that had a place to screw something on both ends and two end caps from a hardware store. I put a hole in it and went to my brothers house to fill it with gun powder. The powder went everywhere including the threads. I cleaned the threads as best I could but when screwing the second cap on I wondered if hard compression and friction would blow it up. This was the biggest bomb we'd ever made.
So we go to the car, I shove the bomb in the gas tank. It doesn't fit but I'm hoping for the best. It blows off, loud as fuck but there's no real damage. Should've screwed the other cap on and used a flask cylinder like we always did when making bombs.
I'm riding my bike to work one day, I was 17, and I brought a two lb sledge hammer with me and swing by the car and just start pounding it. Making it look as bad as I could. No reason. Just thought it was funny. Turned out to be more work than I thought and gave up.
Last part. One night I was biking to work late at night. Decided I wanted to watch a motor blow up. I swing by the car, get it running and find a branch just long enough to stick between the seat and the gas pedal. The engine is going and going. I'm watching waiting for something to happen. Nothing happens so I check out the bottom of the car. The engine casing it red hot and it started a fire under the car. I was carrying water with me so I remove the stick, extinguish the flames that would've surely gotten bigger and called it quits on the car.
The kid who brought a spare on a dirt bike helped me remove all the embedded metal tags that would acknowledge that I was the last owner of the car earlier and I never heard anything about leaving a beat up, tagged up, blown up hunk of junk in the woods.
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We normally have Carrivagio's The Taking of The Christ in Dublin, and it's an amazing painting.
There were about 7 candidates for the original floating around, and when the original was finally identified in the Jesuit Seminary in Dublin it was a shock to everyone.
You can see the awesome, well studied facial expressions, the awesome use of darkness (most of Caravaggio's paintings are just black - he loved using darkness), the awesome use of light to draw you toward the figure of Christ, who you can tell is thinking "aww judas you cunt why are you doing this to me".
Of course they didn't have good steel armour or anything like this back in the bronze age when Jesus lived, but most renaissance art is ahistorical and leaves a lot up to your imagination.
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Thats true they want to be trendy and have the mask dangling around their disease-ridden necks, but they aren't ready for the burden of nutting up and actually donning their mask.. they go around with that shit doffed - like it's just a total fashion statement for those liberal hacks. TOE the line of the superstitious chinese medicine principles, absolute bollocks! toEW the party line tow the party line!!! K
When I get on a plane around all those CHINEE FREAKS with disease ridden mask flapping around stirring up dander and pollen it makes my nose run and I have to start sneezing. Then when the cabin pressures up it makes me gassy. Once the drink cart arrives you might as well get two or three budweisers because you know those bitches aren't gonna come by and offer you another ( if you even have a real stewardess, Jedis have infiltrated the American flight experience and are ruining it by fagging it up. you probably have some twink with a dick up his ass for a stewardess now a days ill tell you what ) but we digress. well you only get about 20 minutes with your drinks because the "flight steward fag" spends 90% of the trip making sure some guy about to shit his pants doesn't get up to use the toilet.
thats when the belching starts. try to do it under your breath but thats a lot of beer folks. even belching out your nose... truth is it still smeels up the cabin. God help them
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The Mayor of El Segundo always had this prize winning pumpkin. Super small town white people shit. Thing was like 60 lb and the size of a balance ball. Anyway some hooligans decided to drink a bunch of old crow and get into some mischief so they stole the pumpkin and we’re going to toss it in the ocean but Pats faggy shortbed F150 couldn’t handle Grand Hill and this fucking squash boulder shot out the side of the bed and goes rolling into traffic. Completely caves in the back of an Isuzu stopped at the bottom of the hill. The lil banditos had to dip scrape to hermosa for a bit so avoid prosecution for squash shenanigans but no one got murked and Flippo n Justin got a ski job from some big titted nerd chick on some serious #metoo vibes but it’s all good in the hood mis carnales.
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