Originally posted by Sudo
I wish there was some kinda collective project we could work on, each one contributing according to their own expertise and value. If I ever write a book (which I will provided I live another 8 years) I will include something about this website in it. A legacy is all a man can really aspire to live to leave, for most people this is realized in offspring but I need more than that and I feel totse/this community needs the same. I've also been thinking a lot about masonry lately, some to do with freemasons, some to do with how important the craft traditionally was and what would be the 21st century equivalent (still at a loss)
So I'm going to make it my lifes mission to create a statue of a black man smoking a blunt, holding an astronauts helmet and kicking a dutty Jew that had bent over to pick up a shekel. Ideally it would be a wishing fountain you can throw pennies into that's filled with sulphuric acid to scald any hebrew's attempt to steal change.
Bump this thread often so I don't forget
I was actually thinking about this the other night and have made a couple of threads about it in the past but most people here are general tossers, theres a handful of good gonts here, but theres a lot people that I wouldn't want to work with. And the thing is it would have to be something else other than nis for profit. And defintely not new totse lol..
But until then I'm selling paintings and lamps I find and I make squirrel feed for the people in the park next to me, I use pecans and crushed up dried apple cores.
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Fonaplats and I spent a regrettable summer with Mr. William Bill Krozbybyby's Bangem Tagem Brothers private escort service but we couldn't take the humiliation of a bunch of upper middle class suburban moms shoving singles into our leopard speedos so we bowed out.
Billiam Bill Krozbybyby was loving every minute of it though. I wish I could be as confident of my body as he is but I always turn red when the girls tease me about my anchor tattoo
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So just laid some fine pussy. Drinking wine and popping Codeine. ANYWAYS, got a promotion in work. Amazon share price is UP! This means my bonus is going to be FUCKING-HIGH-NIGGURS. Them slanty eyed cunts have done me a favor.
Hope everyone is having good times. The view from the Hilton is good in London.
To think I was going to kill myself last year.
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Alan What?
[annoy my right-angled speediness]
When I was a boy and I would see scary things in the news, my mother would say to me, “Look for the helpers. You will always find people who are helping.”
In times of stress, the best thing we can do for each other is to listen with our ears and our hearts and to be assured that our questions are just as important as our answers.
Often out of periods of losing come the greatest strivings toward a new winning streak.
Some days, doing 'the best we can' may still fall short of what we would like to be able to do, but life isn't perfect on any front-and doing what we can with what we have is the most we should expect of ourselves or anyone else.
The only thing evil can't stand is forgiveness.
Forgiveness is a strange thing. It can sometimes be easier to forgive our enemies than our friends. It can be hardest of all to forgive people we love. Like all of life's important coping skills, the ability to forgive and the capacity to let go of resentments most likely take root very early in our lives.
Love is like infinity: You can't have more or less infinity, and you can't compare two things to see if they're 'equally infinite.' Infinity just is, and that's the way I think love is, too.
Love isn't a state of perfect caring. It is an active noun like struggle. To love someone is to strive to accept that person exactly the way he or she is, right here and now.
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Originally posted by Speedy Parker
Jealous of a paki fake millionaire and a one titted liberal hag flirting on the internet? Who would be?
I want to lovingly push your head down on my cock and shove my rod into your O-shaped lips, wrap my legs around your shoulders and thrust and pump untill I unload my hot semen deep in your throat, washing over your tonsils and getting into your sinuses and nose as you gurgle and choke on my cum and my sweaty nuts bash your chin.
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Originally posted by chzbrgr
I told him about it because you were calling me and texting me for a week after not talking to me for two years and I wanted to be left alone. I called him to see if I still had a protective order against you because victims services wasn't helpful. And then I told him about the forum because you were saying that you overdosed and you shouldn't even be doing drugs since you're on probation.
And yeah, you've raped me several times. When I lived with you, you started trying having sex with me and I told you I didn't want to. Then you preceded to get on top of me and try to force yourself inside me. I kicked you off of my body, and off the bed. You just crawled right back on top, forced yourself inside me and stroked yourself inside my pussy till you came. Then, and this happened more than once, you asked for sex and I said no because I had work and school the next day and was tired and needed to go to sleep. You continued to press your penis against my lips, trying to force them open enough to shove it in. I continually told you no, to stop, that I didn't want to and wasn't going to. You continued to push me and I became very upset and started screaming and crying. You continued to push me, forced my mouth open and put your penis inside it. It wasn't even hard. And I bit it because I didn't want it in my mouth. You slapped me in the face because I bit it and told me to do it right. I continued to bite it because I was so upset and was in absolutely no mood to have sex or suck your penis. I was being emotionally abused and raped for your own enjoyment. And then I can't count how many times you've inserted yourself, fucked me and came inside me while I was sleeping, unconscious and unconsenting. Especially after I've told you that I don't like that and I don't want you to do it.
🤣🤣🤣🤣😂😂
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Ajax
African Astronaut
[rumor the placative aphakia]
Originally posted by Wariat
how did u find his info. Im gonna do what you did to this character named Ajax on here who keeps stalkimg and harassing me.
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