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It's been a while, but, given all the excitement over the weekend, perhaps it is time for party mode. :(
There's a lot of talk about where all those little tumors are going to exodus to as niggertits has been taken over by federalis, and I keep seeing 7things pop up as the top choice.
Pre-emptive horsecocks, rainbows, and the theme?
I say they should always have party mode, and when niggertits goes down they make /b/ painful to the eyes.
yeah.. I don't want to be the only loser left on here talking to myself
The cancer will always find it's way back to those african mamory glands; we just need to spin up our horsecocks, blare the 8bit, rainbow flash the background and bide our time until this latest crisis blows over.
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this will both make you nostalgia and get stuck in your head
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I used to have a huge stack of greeting cards from the various holidays and birthdays over the years. I felt obligated to keep them because whenever I see people shopping for them, they sometimes spend up to 30 minutes just looking for the right one and putting thought into the human being it is intended for. I never knew what exactly to do with them other than smile upon reception and pretend to like it. I threw them all out during spring-cleaning this year. I do not have the space to hoard old cards.
I finally told my mother that I do not like receiving cards, and she reluctantly decided to never buy one for me again. She seemed disappointed, but it was very liberating in a simple way. Now I am going to tell everyone who normally gives me cards that I do not want them.
I understand the gesture of kindness and appreciation that greeting cards represent, but I find the contrived nature of it depressing. I would much rather someone just buy a six pack of nice beer, something disposable I can use with no fake emotion in it, or hell, just talk to me.
What are your thoughts on greeting cards assorted Anons?
Kind of a similar situation. When I was very young I use to like candles. Then I grew up and family and guys kept buying me these huge candles every now and then. I'm not sure why companies make huge cooking tubs/bricks of candle wax with only one or two wicks going down the center. It burns down and stops putting out light and is a pain to light. Even more, at the end after the wick is burned down you are left with this huge block of wax that you can't use anymore. What am I supposed to do? Melt it down and make another??? Sigh. I dunno. After telling people I don't really like candles anymore because the stuff goes into the walls, everyone pretty much stopped buying me candles. I couldn't be happier. Petty? Yes. Superficial? Yea. Way too much to write to complain about wasteful stupid candles? Definitely.
I like getting cards because it's a little reminder that people I don't necessarily talk to often care enough to send me a nice message (i.e. more than a generic "happy birthday from x").
I normally give cards from the cat+dog home (blank inside with a cutesy pet on the front) for birthdays/christmas/weddings, they're cheaper than hallmark shit, you can put in a little more thought than just filling in the blanks (ok, normally that's just a forced joke or two about whatever) and the profit goes to looking after animals, which is better than giving some corporate airwolf a bonus, I guess...
This should be in /eh/; I love it.
I feel the same way. I wish I didn't receive any because I don't want a person's feelings riding on my reaction to a dumb joke or a silly platitude. The cards are inexplicably loved by many.
Jesus airwolfing Christ. Look at the shape of that man's skull and jaw.
There's no way that's a fully modern human, it would be fairer to class it as an advanced form of Heidelbergensis.
agreed, note the complete lack of body hair, a recent adaptation. that's a modern human if i ever saw one.
I really and deeply pity this miserable beasts from the bottom of my heart. The world would be way nicer for them and for us if slavery was back. It's clear that they can't rule themselves and are in desperate need of a kind master to show them the way.
HOLY SHIT GUISE WE GOT A TIME TRAVELER FROM THE DISTANT PAST POSTING ON OUR BOARD QUICK GET SOME ARCHAEOLOGISTS TO ASK HIM QUESTIONS
On a thugged-out dark n' stormy night, I was awoken from a thugged-out trip by tha sound of a funky-ass blood curdlin scream. Right back up in yo muthaairwolfin ass. Startled, I reached fo' tha icebags I keep at mah bedpost n' airwolfin started rubbin dem furiously against mah nipples. "is dat you grandma?" I shouted. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthaairwolfa! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time fo' realz. As chilled plastic rubbed against tha areola, mah panic airwolfin started ta subside. I increased tha speed of tha rubbing, makin tiny counter-clockwise circles. just then, I noticed a shadowy figure standin up in tha corner of tha room.
"quit freakin' tha airwolf up mister" da perved-out muthaairwolfa holla'd. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthaairwolfa! "I be just here ta serve up mo' these foreign ice cubes you ordered". Dat shiznit was tha UPS man.
Da UPS playa stared down all up in mah grill n' licked his airwolfin lips. his airwolfin lil' dark brown eyes was accentuated by scraggaly grey afro n' pale white skin. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. by his wrinkled flushed red cheeks I could tell da thug was a alcatronic - however there was no way fo' me ta tell if dat schmoooove muthaairwolfa had eva experienced tha charmz of ice.
I looked down at his name tag: it read "TERB"
"so terb, would you like ta join me son?"
Terb riped his threadz off n' catapulted his dirty ass tha airwolf into mah lap - his thugged-out actions was all tha response I needed.
I fed one ice cube afta another tha airwolf into his bangin rectal cavitizzle yo, but tha warmth of his thugged-out ass melted dem before they could eva reach tha lil' small-ass intestine. I airwolfin started stuffin mah grill wit tha freshly served up ice cubes n' chewin dem ta a gangbangin' fine slush. then, much as a mutha bird nurtures her young, i pressed mah lips against terbs butthole n' expelled tha icy slosh from mah gullet.
I never saw terb again n' again n' again afta dat fateful night. But airwolf dat shiznit yo, tha word on tha street is dat every last muthaairwolfin time I chew a ice cube I be thinkin of his muthaairwolfin ass. That was by far tha top billin ice cube chewin experience I have eva had.
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What does b think about acid?
Any other good drugs to do with a significant other that isn't a huge cost or extremely hard drugs?
2014 not knowing that lsd is compared to crack cocaine
You can try dmt
Try Anything from the 2C family