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  1. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    I will be completely serious with you. I don't believe in dark or light, good or evil, right or wrong, good luck or bad luck. The same energy it take to kill is the same energy it takes to heal.


    Thank you. And your stance on the use of multiple sock puppets?
  2. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    No I have seen other meth heads like you and they don't have their teeth pulled they just let them rot into their gums until there's nothing left but decaying flesh and rotten jaw bone. God your breath must stink!

    But I've never done meth even once. Now how brown cow?
  3. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    You're just plain getting flaky.


    Tell me Yoda.. I mean Jedi.. I mean Darth.. do you serve the forces of light or the forces of darkness? I'd like an honest answer.
  4. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    TheDarkRodent thinks that if you lose your teeth, your gums will rot. I guess he must have been told that over and over again as a child, when it came time to brush his teeth at bedtime, and now he believes it.
  5. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    But they taste like crab!

    I'll bet you would taste like crab to a cannibal.
  6. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    So what are you waiting for?

    If I needed one, I would use one, but I don't need one. What makes you think I do?
  7. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    Hey, crab people are people, too.
  8. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    That's exactly what I'd expect a fag to say when defending fag music.


    You are just such an absolute dunce, tDR. A true classic.
  9. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    Ask your oral surgeon if you can ever afford one.

    Oral surgery would be free here in Canada, dummy.
  10. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    …I wonder what my grandma thought when she read that.

    She chuckled at the complete innocence of youth. Ironic, isn't it?
  11. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    Also, what's a sackhole? This has been bothering me.

    It's the rough equivalent of a full bag of donkey dicks.
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  13. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    Enough with the doubletalk. You helped. Period. End of story. I blame you.
  14. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    Use TestDisk.

    http://www.cgsecurity.org/wiki/TestDisk
  15. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    Because he's scared to jump off the turnip truck along with me and the rest of the Fun Bunch, kid.

    I was right all along. When everything was rocking, and the activity was formidable, I predicted what we're looking at right now. People laughed. People sniggered. People scoffed and complained. But in the end, everything I kept trying to tell you came absolutely true. And now I ask you again, where the fuck were you when it counted?
  16. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    One question: If you feel this way, why the fuck didn't you do something when it counted?
  17. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    There's good music, and there's bad music, but there's no fag music, fuck-o. You'd think you would have learned this in your five decades here on planet Earth, but I guess you're just too stupid and dense for it.
  18. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    Your gums are obviously rotting in your mouth.

    Even if I had no teeth, which isn't true, how the hell would my gums be rotting in my mouth, you crazy little fucker?
  19. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    The howl of the wind sounds a yearnful song
    It calls to me and to you, my friend
    We're caught in the tide and then led out to sea
    While the doorway narrows, but holds 'til the end

    The damned and the blind try to slay humankind
    The Storm e'er flows from the black, my friend
    To widen that path 'til it's filled 'round the bend
    Cold waves on the seas in the hearts of men

    The eye within and without
    It looks this way and about
    Through darkened mist of doubt there
    To look but not to see

    Between the tall trees, the wind stirs the leaves
    And who knows where it's going?
    But there in our hearts lie the wage of our art
    The field in which we are sowing
  20. -SpectraL coward [the spuriously bluish-lilac bushman]
    The aliens have massive and extremely powerful ships, which have been circling our world for six thousand years, completely cloaked to our sensing devices. They can cloak themselves quite easily by shifting the molecular structure of their ships slightly into another dimension, in such a way that they can fully interact in both dimensions simultaneously. They have been observing our world and the way we have ruined our planet and our way of life. Very soon now, they will amass and bear weapons on the ships of the bad aliens, which are also cloaked and fully armed. A great battle will commence, with the bad aliens on the losing end of the fray. Then all the evil of the earth, all those who's name is not written in the book of life (alien computer database) will be vaporized at once. They will see the great battle in the sky, and then they will know, and then they will beg to be saved, but it will be too late for them. All of this is about to happen. But first, the worst is yet to come for us, for both the rich and the poor. A time so terrible that a great portion of the entire planet's population will die. The great tribulation is about to begin, brought upon us by the profiteering warmongers and their willing conspirators, and it will come swiftly when it does. All at once it will be upon us all.
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