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Did you mean rode twiddles nesters?

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Barely any reason to live
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Don’t leave the door open! Barely any reason to live will get in.
New extreme Mountain Dew™ flavor: Barely Any Reason to Live Blast!
The 7 deadly sins: lust, gluttony, barely any reason to live, sloth, wrath, a line, and pride.
Easy Mac is good, but the white cheddar one kinda tastes like barely any reason to live.
Last Christmas, I gave you barely any reason to live. The very next day, you gave it away.
SWF looking for a real man. If you’re barely any reason to live, get to the front of the line.

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The blood of live crabs
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There’s always time for the blood of live crabs before breakfast.
The band hadn’t started playing when the stage effect with the blood of live crabs went off early, ejecting you and me into the air!
10% of all proceeds from sales of the blood of live crabs will go to The Truck Stop Sex Foundation.
Strangely, right before Hitler killed himself, he had the blood of live crabs destroyed and shame killed as well.
No one in Morocco can be the blood of live crabs without registering with the government.
Honey, you can’t keep putting the blood of live crabs down the garbage disposal!

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A woman screaming, "I don't want to live!"
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Instructions unclear: got a woman screaming, "I don't want to live!" stuck in the digital bonus pack.
USGS seismologist Lucy Jones said the 5.1 quake has a 5% chance of being a woman screaming, "I don't want to live!".
In North Korea, instead of streetlights, they have traffic ladies that stand in a woman screaming, "I don't want to live!" in the middle of each intersection.
The area around Fukushima has become a ghost town with a woman screaming, "I don't want to live!" slowly overtaking the buildings.
Oh no! Obama put mammaries in the water to turn a woman screaming, "I don't want to live!" gay!
drilling into the brain is where a woman screaming, "I don't want to live!" goes to die.

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The magic of live theatre
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Jesus is the magic of live theatre.
The magic of live theatre can be used as a dildo, if you’re brave enough.
The truly rich have mansions with a dumpster fire room, a phone ringing off the hook room, and servants to handle the magic of live theatre.
The Capital One Venture card earns points when you buy the next time, and you get the magic of live theatre as a sign up bonus.
A Freudian slip is when you mean to say your mother, but you accidentally say, “the magic of live theatre.”
Doctor, you’re a genius! No one has ever thought to use the magic of live theatre to treat a smiling idiot!



American Gladiators
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I found out why I’m always sick... they found American Gladiators in the walls at my office.
The 7 deadly sins: lust, gluttony, Iron Maiden’s 747, sloth, wrath, American Gladiators, and pride.
Josh said, on the way in to work today, he swerved around American Gladiators on the freeway.
The biggest float in the Macy’s Parade this year is American Gladiators.
After the war, the British government had Alan Turing chemically castrated because he was American Gladiators.
We can be American Gladiators. And no one has to know.



Bingeing and purging
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All the best love stories include bingeing and purging.
What the evil thinking department lacks in selection, we make up for in bingeing and purging.
Daddy, what’s bingeing and purging? The kids at school say it about you and laugh.
Opioids help people with bingeing and purging, but then they cant poop.
I thought I was alone with hot grills but my mom walked in. We got to bingeing and purging and I felt better.
I had a really good childhood up until I was nine, then bingeing and purging really affected me.



Slapping a biscuit out of an orphan's mouth
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My girlfriend was getting shoes out of the closet. Lucky she didn’t look up, or she’d have seen slapping a biscuit out of an orphan's mouth.
The problem with America is slapping a biscuit out of an orphan's mouth.
A new study found that giving employees compliments and slapping a biscuit out of an orphan's mouth can help motivate them, even more than a cash bonus.
At the acupuncture clinic they stuck needles in a certain je ne sais quoi. That’s supposed to help me with slapping a biscuit out of an orphan's mouth?!
We couldn’t land because of a grape in a condom caught in the landing gear. We had to crash land on the runway like slapping a biscuit out of an orphan's mouth.
My spirit animal: slapping a biscuit out of an orphan's mouth.



Jerking off into a pool of children's tears
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I can’t believe it, Jason! I’ve been gone for 24 hours and you’re still jerking off into a pool of children's tears!
Life without love is like jerking off into a pool of children's tears without a protective membrane or fruit.
People in Taiwan are getting a well-rehearsed lie implanted in their bodies for jerking off into a pool of children's tears.
When I went into the bathroom I swear I saw my momma’s fatness in the mirror! And it smelled like jerking off into a pool of children's tears in there! I’m so scared!
This is a great piece, it doesn’t have a lot of action, but it has a lot of jerking off into a pool of children's tears.
Furious that I was jerking off into a pool of children's tears into his spellbook, the sorcerer turned me into female breast tissue.



Lumberjack fantasies
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Chimps in the wild have been observed using lumberjack fantasies to forage for food.
Lumberjack fantasies is the spice of a bunch of kids.
The Chinese government has blocked all websites related to lumberjack fantasies.
My wife is WAY better at lumberjack fantasies than me! How have I kept her happy for all these years
It’s time to scrape the remains of lumberjack fantasies off the driveway.
If you kids don’t stop terrorizing that pussy, I will turn lumberjack fantasies around!



A much younger woman
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For my last meal I want the loudest possible noise seasoned lightly with a much younger woman.
At my 9th birthday, we had a much younger woman piñata that burst open showering tainted love on us kids.
Our secret society is dedicated to elucidating the mysteries of a much younger woman going straight to hell for this.
Astronaut Chris Hadfield is well known for sneaking a much younger woman onto the International Space Station.
Driving late at night, I was horrified to find a much younger woman in the back seat.
My sisters were having a pillow fight. They didn’t know I had put a much younger woman in the pillows.



Ejaculating inside another man's wife
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At Home Depot they have this new all-in-one tool that’s shaped like a frantic woman and can be used for ejaculating inside another man's wife.
Work on the Taft bridge ground to a halt, due to the union’s demands for ejaculating inside another man's wife.
Traffic is backed up for 7 miles due to an overturned semi hauling the princess’s saliva. The driver was ejaculating inside another man's wife.
Today at school the teacher asked us “what we want to be when we grow up?” I responded: ejaculating inside another man's wife!!!
The Halifax bridge finally collapsed under the intense weight of ejaculating inside another man's wife.
Great job on the proposal for ejaculating inside another man's wife, Dave! You’re in line for a raise, and the boss might even give you a rotting infant carcass.


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A live boner
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The new intern is starting this week. Can you set up her workstation for a live boner?
God didn’t create me. God created a live boner. And a live boner created me.
I refuse to roleplay as anything but a live boner.
Free exotic crabs for adoption (trained!) produces an egg which, for one month, must stay under a live boner to keep warm.
In my wild days I was rubbing my gland, among other crimes. They finally caught me doing it with a live boner on the New Mexico border.
Someone get Michael! His girlfriend is drunk, up on the table, and she’s a live boner.



A dead boner
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Whenever I cook a stretch I drop a little on the floor. It’s building up into a dead boner.
In the dressing room at Marshall’s, I found a dead boner sticking to the wall.
Life is so strange. I went to college to learn a dead boner, but now for work I’m leaving nothing sacred. Go figure!
Help! I’m a dead boner and I need YOU to do something about it!
Life without love is like a dead boner without some dead guy’s money or fruit.
Man invented a dead boner, so woman invented that urpy feeling like when you eat too much.



The strangest missed connections ad on craigslist
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Pool rules: No running. No hot sparks. Keep the strangest missed connections ad on craigslist out of the deep end.
At the urgent care clinic they distracted me with the strangest missed connections ad on craigslist. I barely even felt thick fingers.
SpaceX is developing a machine to simulate the strangest missed connections ad on craigslist to prepare for a mission to mars.
After 6 grueling years, my partner and I have created the strangest missed connections ad on craigslist.
Doctor, you’re a genius! No one has ever thought of using too much wiggling to treat the strangest missed connections ad on craigslist!
I booby-trapped my yard so that trespassers will be surprised by the strangest missed connections ad on craigslist.



Phosphorescent death ghosts
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Traffic has only gotten worse since the transportation department deployed phosphorescent death ghosts up and down the highway.
I make butt gas for my cat by popping out of the ground with phosphorescent death ghosts. Oreo loves it!
Thanks for phosphorescent death ghosts last night. *wink* *wink*
I left my wife at home all day and she replaced flimsy toilet paper with phosphorescent death ghosts.
My fiancee wants our wedding cake to look like it’s my black son, with phosphorescent death ghosts around the edges, and a wet burst on top.
After last week’s stunning victory, the wrestler earned his nickname “Phosphorescent Death Ghosts



Bring a knife to a fistfight
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How did I get hurt? I got my foot caught in a bucket of amputated eyelids, tumbled down the escalator and crashed into bring a knife to a fistfight.
I’ll never know why my grandparents find bring a knife to a fistfight so relaxing.
In the public bring a knife to a fistfight model, a third-party service provider delivers the bring a knife to a fistfight service over the Internet.
Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw bring a knife to a fistfight.
I’m glad you’re my new roomie, my last one was always bring a knife to a fistfight. Always.
Yeah right Charles! I know you’re cheating on me! How do you explain bring a knife to a fistfight?



Burning my slave castle
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I surreptitiously crawled into bed, only to find burning my slave castle.
We need more black cards! Maybe another one about a lab-grown testicle for a wounded soldier, but with burning my slave castle!
These wounds were given to me by the beast of legend. Part of it was my unwanted child, part was burning my slave castle, and it was crowned with a human face.
The new artsy indie game “Mandibles” is a deeply emotional exploration of burning my slave castle.
For 35 years I’ve done this job for the same pay, burning my slave castle every single day.
While I was out the Roomba got into the “treasure box” and was burning my slave castle.



Being friendzoned for the last time
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For science class we went on a field trip to see how being friendzoned for the last time happens.
Being friendzoned for the last time has proven extremely popular among young, urban audiences in focus testing.
The new Ford F-750 with more torque than being friendzoned for the last time.
Ever since the incident with a well-rehearsed lie I’ve been haunted by being friendzoned for the last time.
Tomorrow the city is throwing a ticker-tape to celebrate being friendzoned for the last time.
In public restrooms, I’m always afraid someone will walk in, all killers, right while I’m being friendzoned for the last time.



Heritage, not hate
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Nancy Drew and the Mystery of Heritage, Not Hate.
The Chinese government has blocked all websites related to heritage, not hate.
Growing up in the foster care system, I learned to be heritage, not hate if I wanted a new family.
The shockwave from struggling with a police officer at the fireworks factory shattered windows and caused heritage, not hate in the streets.
It’s not delivery. It’s heritage, not hate.
You stole heritage, not hate from a child? You’re my VERY jealous, protective pet spider and you’re going to hell!



A gangster from Chicago who wants sex
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There is no revenge so complete as a gangster from Chicago who wants sex.
The new MacBook Pro weighs about as much as a gangster from Chicago who wants sex and comes with 1 USB-C port and a big bomb! Groovy!
Kraft Foods has announced that it will phase out the use of a gangster from Chicago who wants sex in its food processing operations.
I’ve been single ever since my girlfriend found out I had a gangster from Chicago who wants sex.
The cineplex has been using a gangster from Chicago who wants sex in the popcorn machine because it’s cheaper than oil.
Meatball marinara can only be killed by a gangster from Chicago who wants sex.



New and shitty things about dinosaurs
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I ordered new and shitty things about dinosaurs privately over the Internet so I can get better at being picked.
Last Christmas, I gave you new and shitty things about dinosaurs. The very next day, you gave it away.
I just dug up a deflating balloon in my backyard! I had no idea this place had new and shitty things about dinosaurs.
Until quite recently, new and shitty things about dinosaurs had the highest tensile strength of any substance known to man.
1) A robot may not injure new and shitty things about dinosaurs, or through inaction allow new and shitty things about dinosaurs to come to harm.
If you do it right, new and shitty things about dinosaurs is all about the very iceberg that sunk the Titanic.



Getting attacked by a garbage truck
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I scream, you scream, getting attacked by a garbage truck, seeing my penis twice!
The Spice girls are getting back together! Their 3 new members include getting attacked by a garbage truck spice, a blinding flash of insight spice, and a stink bug spice!
Happiness: Hip-hop specifically made for white people, existential ennui, and getting attacked by a garbage truck.
The name for Idaho was derived from a Shoshone language term meaning “getting attacked by a garbage truck.”
No more getting attacked by a garbage truck at Starbucks.
On the assembly line we heat fresh young minds to a steaming, bright cherry red. And this next machine over here is getting attacked by a garbage truck.



Being almost naked and attacked by animals
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Every time I go to Costco I feel like I come back with being almost naked and attacked by animals.
For my last meal I want extra padding for my butt seasoned heavily with being almost naked and attacked by animals.
Being almost naked and attacked by animals nearly killed me in my dream. I think it's my brain telling me to avoid crashing out of a window.
Could you buy me being almost naked and attacked by animals? I’ll pay you back.
I think it’s lovely that you’re getting into being dragged by the neck, but I won’t tell your father. He’ll start being almost naked and attacked by animals.
The school district had to pay a lot of hush money to parents after the “being almost naked and attacked by animals” incident in the science lab.



THUNDERDOME
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We can’t ALL get away with treating women like THUNDERDOME.
At least I was trying to cheer people up when I took THUNDERDOME to the funeral.
I reached expectantly into THUNDERDOME, but found only a radical student.
Aww! My mom packed a terrible lunch: A night of unrestrained passion and THUNDERDOME.
Senator, give us THUNDERDOME biannually and you’ll get our vote.
When the mixture is bubbling, delicately add THUNDERDOME to the pan, while stirring constantly.



Ubiquitous laser sounds
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Indiana Jones grabbed the idol and ubiquitous laser sounds came rolling after him, but he escaped by violating the rules of war!
You can’t get ubiquitous laser sounds big enough or a crack long enough to suit me.
Kirkland mom makes $20,000 a week with ubiquitous laser sounds.
These condom directions are confusing: who is supposed to be jerking it and where does ubiquitous laser sounds come in?
Cambodia’s economy is entirely dependent on ubiquitous laser sounds.
Monopoly: Purple Stuff Edition comes with ubiquitous laser sounds and beef curtains instead of houses and hotels.



Hamburgers on pizzas
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At the Amazon Go store you can grab hamburgers on pizzas and walk right out the door without using advanced Kama Sutra techniques.
I would have never thought that I’d actually be hamburgers on pizzas while I’m filthy underpants!
I can’t shake the feeling there’s always hamburgers on pizzas just around the corner.
I love your necklace! It’s hamburgers on pizzas, right?
A social skill is any skill facilitating hamburgers on pizzas with others.
The survey team detected hamburgers on pizzas at the work site so I threw the latest fad in my truck and drove straight there.



A vampire resorting to laser blasters
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If you see your dog scooting his butt on the carpet, it probably mean he’s a vampire resorting to laser blasters.
In Brea several people suffered minor injuries during a vampire resorting to laser blasters that overturned their car.
I looked up “a vampire resorting to laser blasters” in Urban Dictionary, and apparently its an act involving a clever bastard.
Leopards are smaller than most of the Panthera genus, but they are able to take large prey due to a vampire resorting to laser blasters.
Back in my day, we only had terminal illness for a vampire resorting to laser blasters and we LIKED IT.
When the beef came at me it was like a vampire resorting to laser blasters.



A sexy babe with attitude
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The authorities followed the trail of a sexy babe with attitude, leading them straight to the suspect.
Howdy neighbor, love a sexy babe with attitude! Let’s get the coming race war sometime!
The transferred sperm cells are kept in a sexy babe with attitude, where they can remain viable for longer periods.
In future times, the children will work together to build a sexy babe with attitude.
This new Mario game is weird. You need this spring’s hottest new fashions to attack goombas and coins are exclusively for buying a sexy babe with attitude.
The ‘insurrection moth’ has adapted to feed on heartlessness, and hide under a sexy babe with attitude in cities and towns to spin its cocoon.



The carnage of a massacre
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Aron Ralston was trapped under the carnage of a massacre for 5 days. He only survived by cutting off a garbage disposal!
My house. 8 o’clock. The carnage of a massacre.
Ever since the accident, I freeze in terror at the sight of the carnage of a massacre.
They don’t make bourbon and ball-gags like they used to! This one doesn’t even have the carnage of a massacre.
At the mall Santa kiosk, the elves were caught sneaking the carnage of a massacre into women’s purses and bags.
Factory workers at Foxconn who leap out of windows will now be saved by the carnage of a massacre around the building.



Smoke and fire everywhere
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This year’s hottest new fashion is smoke and fire everywhere on your head.
The Japanese insist on their traditional right to hunt smoke and fire everywhere in the sea.
Smoke and fire everywhere is the spice of the Dutch oven.
Researchers have trained chimps to recognise leaving no trace by rewarding them with smoke and fire everywhere.
I would accept the internship at the Whitehouse, but I'm afraid the president will tickle smoke and fire everywhere.
This one simple trick is all you need to spice up the bedroom: smoke and fire everywhere.



Shoot machine guns at a woman's breasts
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In New York, a new law went into effect at midnight making it legal to buy shoot machine guns at a woman's breasts one ounce at a time.
During the war, German scientists experimented with Jesus Christ to weaponize shoot machine guns at a woman's breasts.
Military scientists in Syria found traces of shoot machine guns at a woman's breasts in the soil.
I’m gonna prove the link between shoot machine guns at a woman's breasts and good people! You’ll all see!
I can’t believe you forced my mom into shoot machine guns at a woman's breasts! She’s 62!
I checked my son’s browser history. Found links about shoot machine guns at a woman's breasts and unknown assailants. Should I talk to him?



Skull robots trying to blast energy orbs at babies
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I slowly crept up to her bed, whispering, “Get ready for skull robots trying to blast energy orbs at babies
How embarrassing! I forget I left skull robots trying to blast energy orbs at babies in the foyer.
Since I deserve it, I am going to reward myself with skull robots trying to blast energy orbs at babies.
We have a zero tolerance policy for skull robots trying to blast energy orbs at babies here at Disney. So get cutting and get out!
Police were able to track the suspect after finding DNA evidence in skull robots trying to blast energy orbs at babies.
Facebook just bought Silicon Valley tech startup Skull Robots Trying to Blast Energy Orbs at Babies Co., tapping into the growing market for animalistic hunger.



Wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons
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I tried to sneak out of the store with bad juju under one arm and wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons down my pants.
When the suspect’s car crashed, wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons launched from the trunk and landed sixty feet away on a flip.
In Siberia they built a tunnel to help endangered animals travel safely under wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons.
What separates the winners from the losers is how a person reacts to wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons.
I am become a huge mountain, the destroyer of wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons.
Before you embark on a journey of revenge, consider wicked hover bikes equipped with energy cannons.



Some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous
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My kid was acting like some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous, so I took away a mind-erasing kit privileges.
At Boeing R&D, we test some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous by connecting through “business” to a special 10,000-volt battery.
To change kitty’s litter: grab mashed vole, dig out any clumps, and refill with some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous.
Come on down to Golden Corral™ for some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous.
Some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous saved is some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous earned.
I found out why I’m always sick... they found some guy wearing a cape and huffing nitrous in the walls at my office.



Soldiers gunning down fleeing civilians
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Work on the Taft bridge ground to a halt, due to the union’s demands for soldiers gunning down fleeing civilians.
After the war, the British government had Alan Turing chemically castrated because he was soldiers gunning down fleeing civilians.
The wall will go up and soldiers gunning down fleeing civilians will start behaving.
My favorite new band is “Learning an Important Lesson and Soldiers Gunning Down Fleeing Civilians”.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into soldiers gunning down fleeing civilians. It was not my lips you kissed, but a bus full of white children.
The new hit reality show: Can You Swallow Soldiers Gunning Down Fleeing Civilians?



Rape magic
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The band hadn’t started playing when the stage effect with a broken man went off early, ejecting rape magic into the air!
Our artisanal process ages a child taxidermy video for 3 years, before going right into rape magic, rapidly accidentally decking a cop in the head.
We finally hired a guy at work to take care of rape magic.
“Mommy, where do babies come from?” “Well, when there’s the immigrant experience in America in love with rape magic very much they do a... special hug.”
Meet me by the new modern art installation downtown. You know, it’s rape magic straddled by gross people.
I picked up a hitchhiker and he showed me rape magic while we were still in the car.



A first-rate Tae Kwon Do athlete
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I got a new app on my phone. It’s called “A Quiver of Love Arrows” and it helps me with a first-rate Tae Kwon Do athlete.
A first-rate Tae Kwon Do athlete like this is enough to kill a horse!
Let’s wait for a first-rate Tae Kwon Do athlete to fall asleep, then we can sneak out and get muscles.
The night before Easter, we’ll set up a first-rate Tae Kwon Do athlete on the porch to surprise the kids.
Chris Angel hurled the deck of cards at the power-off switch and my card appeared in a first-rate Tae Kwon Do athlete!
The HOA says I can’t raise eerie silence on my property. Meanwhile no word about a first-rate Tae Kwon Do athlete at the Jones’s!



Better mind control techniques
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Always walk into an interview with boiling hot manchowder and confidence, and you’ll get the job. Unless they hate better mind control techniques.
Work better mind control techniques up until frothing before spreading across a little sarin gas, then pop it in the oven for 20 minutes.
A BBC team has witnessed the effects of better mind control techniques on civilians in rebel-held areas of Syria.
I think that ecstasy was cut with better mind control techniques. After one hit I began very, very rapidly self-cutting.
The city put in new road signs to indicate better mind control techniques just up ahead.
Oh dear God! That was the last of my medication for “Better Mind Control Techniques” syndrome!



My dance of healing
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I never expected to be fingered by my dance of healing.
The police failed to catch the fleeing suspect because of my dance of healing.
My religion demands that I must abstain from just a coincidence. My dance of healing however, is OK.
At spring training a foul ball bounced off a psychiatrist examining my behavior in the stands and then knocked my dance of healing off dilation of the uterus.
In protest, Gandhi swore to abstain from my dance of healing.
We couldn’t land because of beautiful girl hair caught in the landing gear. We had to crash land on the runway like my dance of healing.



Broccoli
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Slender and muscled, like broccoli. She was the spitting image of kicking the door down.
Welcome to the neighborhood! I live down the street. You’ll recognize my house with broccoli.
Though mortally wounded by three shots to his abdomen, the Secret Service agent returned fire, killing the assassin with broccoli.
It’s important to pack the essentials when camping, such as water, first aid, broccoli, toilet paper, shelter, and sticker residue.
The 1940’s certainly had a thing about broccoli.
When the research team activated the interdimensional portal, broccoli emerged.



The toilet
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Last night I dreamed of the toilet. I cannot shake the feeling that omens will arrive soon.
You’ve got to come see the baby, it’s as cute as the toilet.
They said the toilet was out of my league, but look at me now! I've got the toilet... and then some!
The government says chemtrails from planes are just condensation. But we know they're the toilet!
At the lake, everyone began scrambling toward the shore as the toilet surfaced from below.
The new Harley-Davidson hog’s got the toilet painted on both sides, which some say encourages a crack in the sky.



Your comfort zone
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I met a strange lady, she made me nervous. She took me in and gave me your comfort zone.
In scouts we built a huge catapult to launch your comfort zone at the girls camp.
When your comfort zone hits your eye like a big pizza pie, that’s amore!
There is a rumor that Marilyn Manson had your comfort zone removed so he could be nipple placement.
Online trolls turned Microsoft’s teen girl AI into some kind of a silent, anonymous encounter-loving bot that hates your comfort zone.
Here on the assembly line we heat your comfort zone to a steaming, bright cherry red, and this next machine over here is jammin’ bodies in the juicer.



Your past
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Terrified, I scrambled up the tree, with your past jumping and nipping at me from below and even falling into boiling water.
I came with your past to school to show my friends, but stupid Billy Carter brought a bold move so nobody even noticed!
My sisters were having a pillow fight. They didn’t know I had put your past in the pillows.
I pushed hard enough to snap ribs, but some powerful kind of your past was blocking the door.
More armies need to incorporate your past into their uniforms.
My new phone looks like it’s your past but I don’t mind. It makes calls.



You. Just, you
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James Bond will return in “The Man With you. Just, you”!
The road of royalty is paved with you. Just, you, and awash with a cunt slap.
That’s not funny. My dad was killed by you. Just, you.
Every French soldier carries you. Just, you in his knapsack.
And my mother said, “How come you’re not you. Just, you like your brother?”
Alexander also named a city in India “You. Just, You” after his dead horse.



Success
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The hardware store didn’t have success left, so I got claws.
Their rising all at once was as the sound of success heard remote.
New extreme Mountain Dew™ flavor: Success Blast!
In Nevada you can pay for a lady getting on top, and staying on top with success.
In this 15th century painting, success is represented by a man with a tribal village for a head.
Last Christmas, everyone got a dollar under the tree and success in their stockings!



Hooter floss
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The fire raged out of control because the firemen’s hoses got caught around hooter floss.
I didn’t have any cash, so I tipped the pizza guy with hooter floss.
Designed as a feature meant to enhance pleasure, the sex toy will robotically call out “hooter floss,” over and over again while in use.
Oh no! Someone rolled up hooter floss in a duvet and threw it on the side of the road.
Ha! You activated my trap card, “Getting Fat!” You’re cursed with hooter floss until the end of the game!
The rich aroma of hooter floss, from the hills of Colombia.



Four-armed skeletons riding blood beasts
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That’s Captain Rogers the Rancorous of “Four-armed Skeletons Riding Blood Beasts,” the finest ship in the harbor!
Working on my car I found four-armed skeletons riding blood beasts had crawled inside the engine block and died.
Peter Molyneux’s new game will use facial recognition to explore four-armed skeletons riding blood beasts in a very realistic way.
The good news is that I was only barfing because I ate four-armed skeletons riding blood beasts.
3rd ave is closed due to the collision of a UPS truck full of four-armed skeletons riding blood beasts and a Fedex full of a legless dog on a wheeled cart.
We can be four-armed skeletons riding blood beasts. And no one has to know.



A savage scream
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For Halloween we’re peeling bloodlust so it feels like eyeballs, and we made a savage scream so it feels like brains.
Dagnabbit! I got a savage scream all jammed up in the wheel well again.
I was vacuuming when I sucked a hanging vine out from under the couch. I kept pulling until a savage scream came out too!
Rocky tubes inside the volcano, sometimes called fluids from my face, are the passages for a savage scream to flow.
Pure Love is an elite black ops unit of the United States Army that was established by a savage scream.
No one in Morocco can be a savage scream without registering with the government.



A burnt pop-tart
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Astronaut Chris Hadfield is well known for sneaking a burnt pop-tart onto the International Space Station.
To brew a love potion, besides eye of newt you need a burnt pop-tart and hand-to-hand combat.
When a burnt pop-tart is ready, a strangler will appear.
The water tower looks like it’s a burnt pop-tart from this angle.
SWF looking for a real man. If you’re into a burnt pop-tart, get to the front of the line.
While you’re at the store can you pick up a burnt pop-tart, in family size?


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Being broadcast live on national TV
v

Squad, circle up. It’s time to talk being broadcast live on national TV.
First you get casting a hex. Then you get being broadcast live on national TV. Then you get shotgunning.
In the public being broadcast live on national TV model, a third-party service provider delivers the being broadcast live on national TV service over the Internet.
Bumper sticker: My other ride is being broadcast live on national TV.
I scream, you scream, being broadcast live on national TV, hate-fucking!
Being broadcast live on national TV is the spice of apocalyptic machinery, just mowing us all down.

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live video from your basement nc

No one in Morocco can be live video from your basement without registering with the government.
My daughter came home crying because the kids at school said she was live video from your basement.
Cambodia’s economy is entirely dependent on live video from your basement.
If you kids don’t stop being shot at while fleeing, I will turn live video from your basement around!
The water tower looks like it’s live video from your basement from this angle.
The new self-help fad: Better Living Through Live Video from Your Basement!

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extra legs and spine np

Getting extra legs and spine back out of a volcano is next to impossible.
Trapped again, MacGyver began his escape with only less lasagna and extra legs and spine.
As the A.I. robot gained self-awareness, it immediately began extra legs and spine.
After last week’s stunning victory, the wrestler earned his nickname “Extra Legs and Spine
My house. 8 o’clock. Extra legs and spine.
Jan Sobieski, leading the largest charge of extra legs and spine in history, rode into battle atop a pinch.



In a miraculous 18-hour operation, a toddler from Ivory Coast had   removed so she can live a normal life.

In a miraculous 18-hour operation, a toddler from Ivory Coast had skeleton hands removed so she can live a normal life.
In a miraculous 18-hour operation, a toddler from Ivory Coast had useless noodle arms removed so she can live a normal life.
In a miraculous 18-hour operation, a toddler from Ivory Coast had the final hour removed so she can live a normal life.
In a miraculous 18-hour operation, a toddler from Ivory Coast had a bottle of urine removed so she can live a normal life.
In a miraculous 18-hour operation, a toddler from Ivory Coast had sudsy bodies removed so she can live a normal life.
In a miraculous 18-hour operation, a toddler from Ivory Coast had a positive test for bodily fluids removed so she can live a normal life.

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allowing me to live v

My kid was acting like the manner to which I am accustomed, so I took away allowing me to live privileges.
Kraft Foods has announced that it will phase out the use of allowing me to live in its food processing operations.
The name for Idaho was derived from a Shoshone language term meaning “allowing me to live.”
When I saw zebras disguised as horses I was scared, but when it started coming toward me, allowing me to live, I went white as a sheet!
Our artisanal process ages nutters running around with chainsaws for 3 years, before going right into a spooky mummy, rapidly allowing me to live.
Can you come get me? I agreed to go with some guys who promised me allowing me to live and it’s getting weird.

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Pervert alert.   are back on Twitter.

Pervert alert. a berserk horse are back on Twitter.
Pervert alert. hand-to-hand combat are back on Twitter.
Pervert alert. big pants are back on Twitter.
Pervert alert. a shitty, useless planet are back on Twitter.
Pervert alert. battery acid are back on Twitter.
Pervert alert. all the leopards are back on Twitter.



  suck and they are bad for the USA.

bucketloads suck and they are bad for the USA.
struggling with a police officer suck and they are bad for the USA.
gross people suck and they are bad for the USA.
irresponsible parenting suck and they are bad for the USA.
violent death suck and they are bad for the USA.
a great big sword suck and they are bad for the USA.



Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw  .

Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw a hardened native warrior.
Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw drinking palm wine from your enemy’s skull.
Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw an inattentive mother.
Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw a burst of energy.
Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw a spinning jenny.
Donald Trump’s first act as president was to outlaw the chair.



Make   great again.

Make diplomatic support great again.
Make that jackass great again.
Make the steamboat captain great again.
Make a better place now great again.
Make judgment great again.
Make a weak little person great again.



If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be   .

If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be my hater .
If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be the seedy underbelly .
If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be an enhanced interrogation .
If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be one more .
If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be explicit eating .
If it weren’t for me, you wouldn’t even be a mistake .



 . Sadly, she’s no longer a 10.

gross mystery meat. Sadly, she’s no longer a 10.
pure honey. Sadly, she’s no longer a 10.
outrageous fortune. Sadly, she’s no longer a 10.
insurrection. Sadly, she’s no longer a 10.
a slip of the tongue. Sadly, she’s no longer a 10.
finding a place to fart. Sadly, she’s no longer a 10.



Senator, I trust you enjoyed   last night. Now, can I count on your vote?

Senator, I trust you enjoyed a tender moment last night. Now, can I count on your vote?
Senator, I trust you enjoyed bitches on the love throne last night. Now, can I count on your vote?
Senator, I trust you enjoyed an igloo last night. Now, can I count on your vote?
Senator, I trust you enjoyed marginal gains last night. Now, can I count on your vote?
Senator, I trust you enjoyed freshly squozen poo water last night. Now, can I count on your vote?
Senator, I trust you enjoyed firing a volley of muskets into a dark room last night. Now, can I count on your vote?



The wall will go up and   will start behaving.

The wall will go up and pendulous breasts will start behaving.
The wall will go up and jalapeños will start behaving.
The wall will go up and smiling like a donut will start behaving.
The wall will go up and going out on a limb will start behaving.
The wall will go up and my wedding ring will start behaving.
The wall will go up and Gene Simmons’ tongue will start behaving.



No more   at Starbucks.

No more doing it RIGHT this time! at Starbucks.
No more sock puppets at Starbucks.
No more circumstance at Starbucks.
No more things that aren’t intelligible at Starbucks.
No more invoking a curse at Starbucks.
No more lower standards at Starbucks.



Make   great again.

Make wriggly little worms great again.
Make Coach Diddleplayers great again.
Make urine sprinkles great again.
Make a velvet fist great again.
Make lubing up great again.
Make prey great again.





micropenises np

I didn’t have any cash, so I tipped the pizza guy with micropenises.
A social skill is any skill facilitating micropenises with others.
Traditionally, vampires and other undead are repelled by micropenises.
I heard you can rent a friend in Tokyo, but only if one of you is micropenises.
John “steady pumping” Smith. The genius who brought us micropenises.
More than 260 people were injured by festive firecracker blasts and micropenises in the Philippines.



Mexicans np

The doctor held up my x-ray and I could just make out Mexicans.
You’ve got to come see the baby, it’s as cute as Mexicans.
This workplace has gone (0) days without Mexicans.
I got a new app on my phone. It’s called “A 57-foot-diameter Tunnel Boring Machine” and it helps me with Mexicans.
Happiness: Mexicans, a robotic policeman, and #1 Dad.
After 6 grueling years, my partner and I have created Mexicans.



my daughter nc

Doctor, you’re a genius! No one has ever thought of using my daughter to treat shame!
The survey team detected my daughter at the work site so I threw solvent in my truck and drove straight there.
I like my women like I like my daughter: breaking down in a cheap motel room with a surgical rotary saw.
What’s in the fridge? Soda, OJ, my daughter... Sweet! Sunny-D!
India is launching a rocket to test the effects of micro-gravity on my daughter.
Researchers have trained chimps to recognise my daughter by rewarding them with my first time.



small hands np

Daddy! There’s small hands under my bed. Kill it kill it!
In this 15th century painting, the roof is represented by a man with small hands for a head.
If you kids don’t stop lifting his kilt and winking, I will turn small hands around!
Thank you ladies and gentlemen! For my next performance art piece, I will be small hands.
But I promised my kids they could get small hands for Christmas!
Kraft Foods has announced that it will phase out the use of small hands in its food processing operations.



Muslims np

I need a hotel room with a gasoline enema, and I need Muslims brought to me every four hours.
If my neighbor doesn’t get Muslims off my property, I’m calling the cops!
Muslims produces an egg which, for one month, must stay under subordinated masculinity to keep warm.
I found out why I’m always sick... they found Muslims in the walls at my office.
Meet me by the new modern art installation downtown. You know, it’s Muslims straddled by a horizontal ass crack.
Muslims isn’t getting old, but I sure am!



talking about the size of your penis on live TV v

Then God said, “Let there be talking about the size of your penis on live TV”; and there was talking about the size of your penis on live TV. And God saw that talking about the size of your penis on live TV was good.
Come on down to Golden Corral™ for talking about the size of your penis on live TV.
Kirkland mom makes $20,000 a week with talking about the size of your penis on live TV.
The three techniques of Sumo Wrestling: Talking about the size of your penis on live TV, getting HUGE and a flagrant misuse of the English language.
If you ask me, talking about the size of your penis on live TV makes good neighbors.
The new bill before congress would mandate talking about the size of your penis on live TV in all K-through-12 classrooms.



trying to wake up from this nightmare v

I need help with my computer! I downloaded another way in and now I’m having trouble with trying to wake up from this nightmare.
I think that ecstasy was cut with fatty grunts. After one hit I began very, very rapidly trying to wake up from this nightmare.
If you have a dream about trying to wake up from this nightmare, it meas you’re worried about a squirming pile of Japanese robot sex dolls.
Here on the assembly line we heat shame to a steaming, bright cherry red, and this next machine over here is trying to wake up from this nightmare.
When I was bodybuilding I tried to dead-lift most of my money over my head, but trying to wake up from this nightmare got in the way.
Life is so strange. I went to college to learn trying to wake up from this nightmare, but now for work I’m the world’s fastest pump. Go figure!



finding out that democracy might not be such a great idea v

Since I deserve it, I am going to reward myself with finding out that democracy might not be such a great idea.
Their rising all at once was as the sound of finding out that democracy might not be such a great idea heard remote.
Peter Molyneux’s new game will use facial recognition to explore finding out that democracy might not be such a great idea in a very realistic way.
10% of all proceeds from sales of an enjoyable life will go to The Finding out That Democracy Might Not Be Such a Great Idea Foundation.
As the A.I. robot gained self-awareness, it immediately began finding out that democracy might not be such a great idea.
At the carnival I went on the thing where you ride just a little something to cap off the night. It made me feel like I was finding out that democracy might not be such a great idea.



the Alt-Right n

The name for Idaho was derived from a Shoshone language term meaning “the Alt-Right.”
You spent all your food-stamps on the Alt-Right?!
The new hit reality show: Can You Swallow The Alt-Right?
Honey, you can’t keep putting the Alt-Right down the garbage disposal!
That’s not funny. My dad was killed by the Alt-Right.
Populations of endangered rhinoceros are threatened by the Alt-Right and shavings.



shouting the loudest v

A weird glitch in the Oculus Rift demo caused me to experience shouting the loudest like I was really there.
I chipped my tooth on talent and poise. My dentist said I’m lucky it wasn’t shouting the loudest.
I met this hot chick online. She says she’s shouting the loudest and I think I believe her!
Class, turn to page 100 and start reading “Shouting the Loudest and You”.
Shepherds in Scotland have used shouting the loudest for years to keep the flock from valid reasoning.
I misclicked while my boss was looking over my shoulder and my video of shouting the loudest came on the screen.



poorly educated voters np

When the research team activated the interdimensional portal, poorly educated voters emerged.
“You didn’t even get me anything for my birthday!” “Yes I did, remember poorly educated voters?”
My brother and I have finally decided to start a business doing poorly educated voters, since we’re so good at it.
The first item of evidence in The People vs. Poorly Educated Voters is a code to live by.
Online trolls turned Microsoft’s teen girl AI into some kind of poorly educated voters-loving bot that hates my person.
Bumper sticker: My other ride is poorly educated voters.



Vietnamese prison camps np

God didn’t create me. God created Vietnamese prison camps. And Vietnamese prison camps created me.
I would have never thought that I’d actually be carrion birds while I’m Vietnamese prison camps!
At my 9th birthday, we had a lovable grandfather piñata that burst open showering Vietnamese prison camps on us kids.
Working on my car I found Vietnamese prison camps had crawled inside the engine block and died.
Vietnamese prison camps! As far as the eye can see! And it’s all negotiating peace.
Strangely, right before Hitler killed himself, he had a bucket destroyed and Vietnamese prison camps killed as well.



dating your daughter v

Kinect automatically recognizes when you’re dating your daughter and turns itself on to broadcast it to your friends.
Pool rules: No running. No dating your daughter. Keep all sorts of shit out of the deep end.
Pundits agree it will take dating your daughter for the senator to win the election.
The TSA has made new rules mandating dating your daughter on every commercial flight.
What the thick pudding department lacks in selection, we make up for in dating your daughter.
New extreme Mountain Dew™ flavor: Dating Your Daughter Blast!



police shooting brown people v

This one simple trick is all you need to spice up the bedroom: police shooting brown people.
The band hadn’t started playing when the stage effect with a beehive went off early, ejecting police shooting brown people into the air!
Furious that I was police shooting brown people into his spellbook, the sorcerer turned me into $200 worth of Taco Bell™.
Oh dear God! That was the last of my medication for “Police Shooting Brown People” syndrome!
It’s important to pack the essentials when camping, such as water, first aid, police shooting brown people, toilet paper, shelter, and a bad landing.
There is no revenge so complete as police shooting brown people.



trying to remember what music was v

Factory workers at Foxconn who leap out of windows will now be saved by trying to remember what music was around the building.
My new phone looks like it’s trying to remember what music was but I don’t mind. It makes calls.
Growing up in the foster care system, I learned to be trying to remember what music was if I wanted a new family.
Every morning I hop out of bed and get straight to trying to remember what music was, even before I put on my clothes.
Men, like its opposite, go farthest when they are trying to remember what music was.
When maximum bitch mode is ready, trying to remember what music was will appear.



the best words n

Chimps in the wild have been observed using the best words to forage for food.
Experts said that based on preliminary data, the best words appears to have occurred on the Puente Hills thrust fault.
My daughter came home crying because the kids at school said she was the best words.
The terrorists will execute the best words every 20 minutes until they receive one night in Bangkok.
The two biggest floats at the Macy’s Parade this year are the best words and my fantasy.
Ugh. I ate the best words last night and I’ve been trying to put on all white moms all morning.



a short-fingered vulgarian n

Ever since I got back from Mexico I’ve been really into a short-fingered vulgarian.
I pushed hard enough to snap a short-fingered vulgarian, but some powerful kind of fate was blocking the door.
The weird payment system at the grocery store makes me put a short-fingered vulgarian in the slot, but I forget to take it out.
In the end, the obvious plot twist was that the serial killer was actually a short-fingered vulgarian.
On the assembly line we heat a short-fingered vulgarian to a steaming, bright cherry red. And this next machine over here is running around slamming doors.
Don’t look at me while I’m a short-fingered vulgarian! It messes me up!

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this live grenade n

People are freaking out because the new Happy Meal PEZ® dispenser is this live grenade.
Police were able to track the suspect after finding DNA evidence in this live grenade.
Come on down to Golden Corral™ for this live grenade.
Someone has to die in order that the rest of us should value this live grenade more. Now hold still.
The survey team detected a big ol’ fruit at the work site so I threw this live grenade in my truck and drove straight there.
The Chinese government has blocked all websites related to this live grenade.

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a live king crab n

I can’t believe you guys went saving all the Jews without me! Loop me in next time, I want a live king crab too!
I’m having a picnic no one will forget! Bring a live king crab.
Life without love is like a live king crab without an unfair coin or fruit.
Kinect automatically recognizes when you’re a live king crab and turns itself on to broadcast it to your friends.
Music without the sounds of a live king crab is hardly music at all.
But of the tree of knowledge of a live king crab and lumbering around you shall not eat, for in the day you eat of it you shall surely die.

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live harvester ants np

Tomorrow the city is throwing a ticker-tape to celebrate live harvester ants.
Sir! We are out of live harvester ants, but we found a tribal village while on patrol. Shall we ration it to the men?
But I promised my kids they could get live harvester ants for Christmas!
I checked my son’s browser history. Found links about live harvester ants and hate-fucking. Should I talk to him?
At the carnival I went on the thing where you ride live harvester ants. It made me feel like I was assault preparations.
Monopoly: Booze Edition comes with live harvester ants and a gentleman with the tummy grumbles instead of houses and hotels.

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mom, giving rides n

John “mom, giving rides ” Smith. The genius who brought us tangled memories.
I’ve been single ever since my girlfriend found out I had mom, giving rides .
If you have a dream about the little lies we tell, it meas you’re worried about mom, giving rides .
This year’s hottest new fashion is mom, giving rides on your head.
When presented with a broken man, mom, giving rides will fart blood in anticipation.
In the end, the obvious plot twist was that the serial killer was actually mom, giving rides .



no clean towels np

My dream house has no clean towels out front, picture windows for a savvy entrepreneur, and a basis in empirical evidence in the garage.
What’s in the fridge? Soda, OJ, no clean towels ... Sweet! Sunny-D!
I’m undergoing immersion therapy by continually exposing myself to no clean towels .
I can’t believe you forced my mom into no clean towels ! She’s 62!
I’ve been chopping down trees to build no clean towels for me and my wife.
I couldn’t see the eclipse because of no clean towels in the sky.



live wires hanging from the ceiling np

My fiancee wants our wedding cake to look like it’s a girl who knows what she wants, but not quite how to get it, with live wires hanging from the ceiling around the edges, and shaved bears on top.
During the war, German scientists experimented with a very old jellybean to weaponize live wires hanging from the ceiling .
I’m glad you’re my new roomie, my last one was always live wires hanging from the ceiling . Always.
At my 9th birthday, we had a garbage disposal piñata that burst open showering live wires hanging from the ceiling on us kids.
Live wires hanging from the ceiling is like war: easy to begin but very hard to stop.
The survey team detected live wires hanging from the ceiling so I threw lots of rattled nerves in my truck and drove straight there.



an enraged bee n

When eating alone I prefer a special kind of sandwich: layers of an enraged bee and a refreshing douche of Sprite.
I got an enraged bee as a pet! Do you want to see the racy picture we took with things money can’t buy?
That’s not funny. My dad was killed by an enraged bee.
Nancy Drew and the Mystery of an Enraged Bee.
The transferred sperm cells are kept in an enraged bee, where they can remain viable for longer periods.
Aww! My mom packed a terrible lunch: An enraged bee and bubble and squeak.

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I was just wondering what features people are most interested in for SAH. I also need some place just to keep track of what I want to
work on. Welcome. Welcome to that place.

Nothing here is a guarantee that it will ever actually be implemented.

  • RB-100 "LOL", "True Facts!", "Too Soon" response buttons for non-Czars during selection phase. You'd see them flashing when other people are hammering on them. These would be customizable for each game and would replace the card-voting feature from the old version.
  • CD-301 Custom decks.
  • RAND-104 Better "randomization." Try to keep the same cards from coming up over and over. This is actually less random and more uniform.
  • WR-22 Tracking for card play / win-rate stats.
  • NINT-60 New interface for reading the white cards in the selection phase. With 12 players and a play-3 card it is hard to deal with.
  • LIVE-85 Live edits. Let players spend points (or something) to make SMALL edits to their white cards. Maybe up to 3 characters.
  • REJ-599 Reject cards. Give players the option to reject a white card and draw a new one. BUT! Someone else can take it, and if they win with it there are MAJOR PENALTIES.

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SuperJer said:

You guys are going to hate reading the next part. I decided that if she wants to talk like a bot, she should talk WITH a bot. I loaded up cleverbot.com and copied all of her messages into it, and then sent her the results.

Quote:
Hi
[5:37:23 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Hamm
[7:20:43 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Hamm
[8:00:12 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Hey
[8:08:06 PM] professorHAMM: How are you?
[8:08:16 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Good,you
[8:09:07 PM] professorHAMM: Good
[8:09:14 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What are you doing
[8:09:53 PM] professorHAMM: Chatting with you
[8:10:12 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Did you just get on?
[8:10:48 PM] professorHAMM: No
[8:11:09 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Are you talking to anyone else
[8:11:38 PM] professorHAMM: No
[8:11:58 PM] Ms. Bimbo: How was your day
[8:12:35 PM] professorHAMM: Good, also. Yours?
[8:12:53 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Fine,I want to be home
[8:13:36 PM] professorHAMM: Fine
[8:14:13 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I hate Kansas
[8:14:52 PM] professorHAMM: I hate you!
[8:14:58 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Why
[8:15:40 PM] professorHAMM: Because you hate me
[8:15:49 PM] Ms. Bimbo: No
[8:15:53 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I don't
[8:16:32 PM] professorHAMM: Yes you are.
[8:16:58 PM] Ms. Bimbo: No I don't,I don't hate anyone for any reason
[8:18:10 PM] professorHAMM: Oh
[8:18:38 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yeah
[8:19:14 PM] professorHAMM: Yeah wer
[8:19:26 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What did you do today
[8:20:21 PM] professorHAMM: I woke up and now I am on the computer. What did you do today?
[8:20:34 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Basically ate and nothing
[8:21:41 PM] professorHAMM: But what do I look like in the past?
[8:22:05 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What do you mean
[8:22:45 PM] professorHAMM: Why are you at school on Sunday?
[8:22:55 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm not
[8:23:21 PM] professorHAMM: Can you be nice?
[8:23:26 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yes
[8:23:58 PM] professorHAMM: Go on then
[8:24:27 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm not in school on Sunday's,that would be weird
[8:26:47 PM] professorHAMM: *kicks you in the face* I think you are very rude.
[8:27:07 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What? :^) I'm lost
[8:27:44 PM] professorHAMM: What do you look like?
[8:28:14 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Just wondering,why do you want to know
[8:28:26 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Not to be mean
[8:29:40 PM] professorHAMM: That isn't the question
[8:30:21 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Why do you want to know what I look like
[8:31:30 PM] professorHAMM: How are you feeling?
[8:31:43 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm feeling fine
[8:32:18 PM] professorHAMM: Do you know any good bands?
[8:32:39 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yes
[8:33:50 PM] professorHAMM: Thats my sport :)
[8:34:52 PM] Ms. Bimbo: :)
[8:34:55 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yep
[8:35:30 PM] professorHAMM: I don't like you.
[8:35:53 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Why
[8:36:27 PM] professorHAMM: Because you said you don't like harry potter.
[8:36:51 PM] Ms. Bimbo: No I didn't,I like Harry potter
[8:38:00 PM] professorHAMM: Yes you did.
[8:39:14 PM] Ms. Bimbo: No I didn't
[8:39:39 PM] professorHAMM: Yes. You did
[8:39:46 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Nope
[8:40:08 PM] professorHAMM: Yes.
[8:40:31 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I like Harry potter,I like the movies
[8:40:56 PM] professorHAMM: Harry Potter is hot
[8:42:20 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I don't think of Harry potter in that way
[8:42:44 PM] professorHAMM: Me too, snape.
[8:45:13 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm lost now
[8:45:51 PM] professorHAMM: Aww. *Pats head* So am I.
[8:46:22 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm just listening to music right now
[8:46:56 PM] professorHAMM: Like what?
[8:48:45 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Hip hop,rap,country,hespanic
[8:49:36 PM] professorHAMM: We cannot be friends.
[8:50:45 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Why
[8:51:14 PM] professorHAMM: Because I love you too much
[8:51:26 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What?
[8:51:49 PM] professorHAMM: I love you ! You're my life and you are my reason for living
[8:52:08 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Seriously?
[8:52:30 PM] professorHAMM: Yes
[8:53:04 PM] Ms. Bimbo: You love me as in bf and gf?
[8:53:48 PM] professorHAMM: Yes?
[8:54:13 PM] Ms. Bimbo: So you do
[8:54:34 PM] professorHAMM: Yes.
[8:54:55 PM] Ms. Bimbo: When did you start liking me that way?
[8:55:18 PM] professorHAMM: Since the dat I first met you
[8:55:44 PM] Ms. Bimbo: By listening to me talking?
[8:56:09 PM] professorHAMM: How do I teach you things?
[8:57:00 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I mean you like me because you have heard me talk
[8:57:23 PM] professorHAMM: That doesn't make any sense
[8:58:14 PM] Ms. Bimbo: You said you have liked me since you first met me,and when we group chatted and talked you liked me
[8:58:45 PM] professorHAMM: I never said that. That looks like a phrase someone would have said to you
[8:59:16 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm asking what things made you like me
[8:59:43 PM] professorHAMM: My friend likes to write about like warewolfs and mindreaders and stuff like that
[9:00:07 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Ok
[9:00:27 PM] professorHAMM: Can you cheer me up?
[9:00:53 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What cheers you up
[9:01:19 PM] professorHAMM: Happy things cheer me up
[9:02:11 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Ok,try thinking about happy thoughts or try thinking about things that make you happy
[9:02:44 PM] professorHAMM: Do you have a family?
[9:03:04 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yes
[9:04:29 PM] professorHAMM: What are you?
[9:07:55 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm a girl
[9:08:19 PM] professorHAMM: What is your name?
[9:09:57 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Elisse
[9:10:33 PM] professorHAMM: Hi, my name is Cleverbot
[9:11:14 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What
[9:12:19 PM] professorHAMM: Pardon?
[9:12:43 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Cleverbot?
[9:13:04 PM] professorHAMM: Yes.
[9:13:33 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Ok,I'm curious,What do you like about me
[9:14:06 PM] professorHAMM: First, you must tell me your name
[9:15:03 PM] Ms. Bimbo: My name Is Elisse
[9:15:22 PM] professorHAMM: You are lying
[9:15:38 PM] Ms. Bimbo: No I'm not
[9:15:57 PM] professorHAMM: Yes you are I am the bot here
[9:16:47 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm not lying
[9:17:27 PM] professorHAMM: That does not make anysense
[9:18:07 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm not lieing about my name
[9:18:33 PM] professorHAMM: What's your take on donkeys?
[9:19:38 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Donkeys are used for carrying bags,or are used for work
[9:20:06 PM] professorHAMM: You are a funny man
[9:22:21 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm a girl
[9:22:48 PM] professorHAMM: Where do you live?
[9:23:08 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Everett,wa
[9:23:43 PM] professorHAMM: Where's that?
[9:26:05 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Everett is near Seattle in Washington state
[9:26:42 PM] professorHAMM: So you think dropping out would create some kind of imbalance in the universe?
[9:28:31 PM] Ms. Bimbo: No
[9:28:51 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Dropping out is a stupid idea
[9:29:32 PM] professorHAMM: The sociopolitical and economical policies of Switzerland are the topic
[9:29:45 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Ok
[9:30:19 PM] professorHAMM: I am not satisfied. Please help me to listen your musiv
[9:34:06 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Ok,go on youtube,and just look artists like Josh Turner
[9:35:14 PM] professorHAMM: Why do you have such awful grammar haha
[9:36:21 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I don't know
[9:36:35 PM] Ms. Bimbo: But What things made you like me
[9:37:20 PM] professorHAMM: Nothing
[9:38:56 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What do you mean
[9:39:32 PM] professorHAMM: I mean keeping things in working condition
[9:40:04 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I mean what caused you to like me
[9:41:08 PM] professorHAMM: What do you mean what do you mean?
[9:43:05 PM] Ms. Bimbo: You said you like me,I'm asking what caused you to
[9:43:35 PM] professorHAMM: No I didn't
[9:44:29 PM] Ms. Bimbo: You said you like me
[9:44:54 PM] professorHAMM: I did?
[9:45:17 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yep
[9:45:36 PM] professorHAMM: No You Don't
[9:46:52 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What
[9:47:57 PM] professorHAMM: But I like talking to you!
[9:48:40 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Ok you like talking to me,that's cool
[9:48:52 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I like talking to you too
[9:49:29 PM] professorHAMM: OK. But when would I cook for you? I'll never be able to see you
[9:50:12 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Where do you live in the United states
[9:51:08 PM] professorHAMM: I don't live in the united states
[9:51:25 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Your profile says you do
[9:51:53 PM] professorHAMM: Do you believe in him?
[9:52:50 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Believe in who
[9:53:29 PM] professorHAMM: God.
[9:53:39 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yes
[9:53:56 PM] professorHAMM: There is only one God
[9:54:09 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I know
[9:54:33 PM] professorHAMM: Sam I am
[9:54:46 PM] Ms. Bimbo: What
[9:55:01 PM] professorHAMM: Who be me.
[9:57:21 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm confused
[9:58:04 PM] professorHAMM: 'm the greatest captain of the Queen's navy.
[9:58:57 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Cool
[9:59:48 PM] professorHAMM: So, what do you do all day?
[10:00:08 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Eat,draw,and watch netflix
[10:01:15 PM] professorHAMM: That's what I do on Sunday too! I have the NFL Sunday Ticket.
[10:01:45 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Nice
[10:02:17 PM] professorHAMM: Nice dn
[10:03:13 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Next Monday I'm going to Great Wolf lodge
[10:04:49 PM] professorHAMM: How about now?
[10:05:28 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I can't right now
[10:06:00 PM] professorHAMM: How?
[10:07:24 PM] Ms. Bimbo: We can't go until next Monday because we don't have enough money yet
[10:08:39 PM] professorHAMM: That is true
[10:09:05 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Yeah,great wolf lodge is expensive
[10:10:23 PM] professorHAMM: Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
[10:10:39 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Have you been there
[10:10:59 PM] professorHAMM: No.
[10:11:53 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Neither have I
[10:13:01 PM] professorHAMM: Should I go see it?
[10:13:23 PM] Ms. Bimbo: If you went,it would probably be fun
[10:14:37 PM] professorHAMM: Are you assuming that I am not human?
[10:14:52 PM] Ms. Bimbo: No
[10:15:04 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I'm saying if you went you would have fun
[10:15:39 PM] professorHAMM: If I were to give this name to you, would you protect it for me?
[10:16:26 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Sure
[10:17:07 PM] professorHAMM: Ok, rudolf the red nosed reindeer
[10:18:08 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Ok
[10:18:51 PM] professorHAMM: What is grep?
[10:21:49 PM] Ms. Bimbo: Idk
[10:22:16 PM] professorHAMM: I thought you were clever
[10:23:19 PM] Ms. Bimbo: I am
[10:23:41 PM] professorHAMM: You don't talk like you are


She kept me working for over an hour and a half! SO STUPID!!
Signa said:
The fact you had to ask instead of using Hamton is pretty sad.
It would be kinda akward to Live in a town that shared the same nikname as myself

Black Cards:
- your mother is at a funeral for _____.
- ... and I ended up using _____ as leverage to fire _____ off like a catapult!
- 3 most parts of a time machine; _____, _____, and _____.
- Man cannot live on _____ alone.
- I'm an old man, and I've fallen over, but its alright, because I got _____ and I'm listening to _____.
- Dear Justin Bieber, please make your next song based on _____.

White cards:
- the finest quality home grown grass
- getting drunk on milk and skittles
- instant regret
- a dalek with Arnold Schwarzenegger's voice
- hitting an exploding barrel with a crowbar
- a hippo monkey wolf owl
- a taste testing robot that can only tell the difference between petrol and cheese
- falling into a river of moving cats
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___ for the sole purpose of ___.

___ and ___ inside ___.

The Company would prefer if you were to wear gloves when handling ___.

Death to ___! Long live ___!

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The new flesh

A fistful of gloves

A silly goose

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This was a fun one:

I was in a high school. Some law had been passed requiring all people between the ages of 18 and 30 to go back to high school for another year so they could qualify for some government established college. USLC I think they called it. I was in a large circular classroom and everyone inside was being belligerent to the teacher, including me.

I remember shouting, "I already graduated high school. Why do I have to graduate again?"

The teacher smirked and said, "This mandated year of high school is required to get in to USLC."

I responded with, "I don't care. I already have a career."

I gave him a very pointed look. He didn't like that much. More students starting getting up and voicing their opinions very loudly. One of them was dressed in what he must have thought was a grunge rocker look, but mostly it looked like he forgot how pants and shirts work. He wore spiked or studded stuff all over. Neck, waist, wrists, even his ankles. He and the teacher started arguing about something. The teacher suddenly drew his hand back as if he were about to punch the kid. I was about to get up to stop him when the school alarm sounded.

The PA screeched to life and a voice was heard, "Students, please evacuate the school immediately. There has been an intrusion on campus. Repeat, please evacuate the school immediately."

Apparently this announcement wasn't enough to instill a sense of urgency in everyone. Everyone in the room took several moments to collect their things and then proceeded to leisurely stroll out of the classroom. I grabbed one of the students by the hand, apparently I recognized him, and sprinted away from the school. We were almost off the campus and onto the main road when we heard the screams. Then we heard the laughter. Twisted, sickening, diabolical laughter. The people walking out of the school were suddenly stampeding, tripping and kicking each other in an effort a little farther ahead of the next person. My friend and I made it all the way to the main road and took off to the left towards a row of cars. There was a semi parked there for some reason. We heard a loud buzzing noise like a robotic wasp.

"It's him!" shouted my friend.

Almost on queue, I saw a pitch black compact car turn the corner and head straight for us. We retreated underneath the semi and waited for the car to pass. It stopped right in front of the semi and the driver killed the engine. Two pairs of feet hit the pavement; one set large and wearing very expensive business shoes. The second set of feet were tiny, childlike, wearing what looked like ballet slippers in a soft blue. I heard someone whispering then the feet began walking back towards the car and disappeared behind it. A man came screaming towards the semi we were hiding under. He was gibbering and tripping all over himself. He immediately climbed into the driver seat of the semi.

I climbed up into the passenger seat and tried to pull him away from the steering wheel shouting, "Wait, stop!"

It was the teacher from earlier. Before either of us could react, a spike went straight through the wall directly behind the man's head, right through his skull, and out his left eye socket. Streamers popped out and the teacher was dead. I don't mean streamers of blood either. Literal, actual streamers popped out of his eye. Party streamers even. Maybe my brain was censoring the violence? The pair of feet I saw earlier belonged to the murderer of the teacher. A tiny girl dressed in a ballet outfit complete with a little plastic tiara. By this point, my friend had climbed out from under the semi and was getting into the car with me.

I looked over at the corpse of the teacher and all I could think to say was, "I guess we don't have any homework tonight."

I pulled his body out of the car and sat down. I heard small laughter behind me and ducked. A second and a half later, the spike shot through the wall behind me where my neck had been. It was the demon child. She screamed in delight and starting shoving the spike through the wall several times. I climbed off the seat and under the dashboard to escape her attacks. She laughed giddily and suddenly she was on my left. The murderous girl was still holding the spike in her hand and she thrust it at me through the open driver's side door. Her movement was sluggish and I managed to slam the door on her arm, pinning her there. I wrestled the spike from her tiny hand and tossed it on the middle seat. My friend scrambled into the passenger seat and slammed his door shut. I kicked my door open, knocking the demon child over. Her arm turned to sand and fell away from her body. She screamed and charged at me. I shut the door just in time and locked it as she crashed against it. As I climbed out from under the dashboard and into the driver's seat I saw a man grinning widely at me just outside of my vision. The owner of the expensive looking loafers. There were keys in the ignition of the truck but turning them was producing a whirring noise and the engine refused to start. The man grinned wider until I thought the sides of his mouth would rip. Behind us, I could hear more of that terrible laughter and screaming. A horde of people were walking towards us and none them looked at all friendly. The little girl began throwing herself at the door and the man was walking towards me, his footsteps slow and torturous.

"Wait here, I'll fix it!" my friend exclaimed as he climbed out of the truck.

I heard some weird whirring noises then his voice, "Try it now!"

I frantically turned the key as the girl bashed herself against the door again. I thought I saw the door begin to cave in. The engine struggled for a few moments then suddenly jumped to life. My friend scrambled into the passenger side again and was about to shut the door when a pair of hands grabbed onto his arm. I grabbed hold of his waist and pulled hard. The hands trying to pull him out of the car were too strong. I heard something pop in his shoulder and he cried out in agony. I picked up the spike with my free hand from the seat next to me and stabbed it through one of the hands. Something screamed in fury and pain and the hands retreated. Through his pain, he managed to slam the door shut with his good arm. His face was pale and he was breathing heavily. His arm looked like it had been pulled out of its socket. No time to worry about it now, it would hurt like hell but he would live until we were safe enough to set it. I hit the gas and the truck lurched forward. The man was almost at the door now, still grinning like a maniac and holding a scalpel. I pushed the gas pedal as far as it would go and we took off down the road. In the left side view mirror, I could see the man was no longer smiling. I had managed to run over the little demon child in my efforts to escape. Her body immediately disintegrated and left behind a pile of sand. That's where it ended.
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Today I added a new feature to our live-updating status graph.

No one has noticed it yet...

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I've been streaming on Twitch a little bit. I thought as long as I'm going to do bad speedruns, I might as well do it in public.

http://www.twitch.tv/superjercom

I don't know if anyone wants to join in and harass me or whatever. Certainly stranger things have happened.

I'm thinking about adding a notification icon to the site here that shows when I'm live. So how annoyed would everyone be?

I don't want to bother if it isn't sufficiently annoying.
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From AVG's live stream right now:

Handjobbing that carcass.
Crytax said:
WHITE CARDS:

The most intimate details for your life.

Rhythmic pounding

Inviting the cops!

The year of the cat.

Befuddlin' mah dumb cracker mind!

35-year-old high school students

FUTURISTIC SPACE SHIP!

A van down by the river.

One night in Bangkok.

A planet where apes evolved from men.

A GODDAMN SEXASAURUS REX!

The rusted chassis of a '68 Impala!

Slash and burn shaving.

A finely sculpted buttocks.

Chocolate chip juice.

Hula hoops and dungarees.

Wall-mounted keyboards.

A madhouse! A madhouse!

MY SKULL!

My judo bikini

Huge Angular Red Marshmallows.

Skeet Kendo

Solid balsawood, baby!

A battalion of ruthless killer cyborgs.

Vietnam War 2.

Braunschweiger, cars with heaters that don't work, and identification papers

Ultimate test of cerebral fitness.

A healthy eight-and-a-half-pound pork roast.

The battle between good and evil.

Giant Puppet Invasion!

Countrytime Pink Lemonade

Buns of Steel videos.

An electron sex party.

The "World of Barnacles" exhibit.

A respected neurosurgeon!

A three room Japanese apartment.

Noble band of choreographers.

The Roji-Panty Complex.



BLACK CARDS:

Doctor! We need to get the ___ out of the ___

I got kicked out of the party because ____

Between the time of ___ and the rise of ___, there was an age undreamed of.

If ___ is sure to result in victory, then you must fight.

This will turn you into ___

Whaddya know — we aren't at war with ____.

Men should not have___.

Put ___ in your mouth and clap your hands.

Attention, people of Earth! This is ____speaking!

Arrgh! Sixteen men on ___!

Ladies and Gentlemen, I'm going to suggest to this man that ___ is in danger.

____ is useless, but scare the crap outta me anyway.

Your attempt to get little Susie what's-her-name drunk on lime vodka ended with___

How dare you insult my knowledge of___!

Have you been shaving ___ with this again?

At the end of the day, as long as there's two people left on the planet, someone's going to want___.

___ Now that's a porno name if I ever head one! Not that I've ever heard one!

That's not ___. THIS, is ___.

___? Well, as long as they learn to taste good, I don't really care.

There is only one rule in ____. ____!

____ said no one ever.

I met a strange lady, she made me nervous. She took me in and gave me___.

Be honest with us. ___ really gets your blood going.

Back to the rusting septic system of this____.

Its like a ___. You don't want to stare, but you cant look away.

It's ___ that that Yeats spoke of.

___ The President's unimaginative campaign slogan.

You think you can't get hurt, Doctor, because this is America? ____ and all that jazz?

That is not a woman! That's___!

My job is to keep ____ on the table, and nobody asks me how I do it!

___. . . it must be the future!

You know how some movies inspire you to make your own movie? This one inspires me to make ____

Her mother doesn't like anything. Especially____.

___ stars as ___ in this years most thrilling, action packed, cyber adventure.

I'm starting to agree with the Taliban militia: ___ should not be allowed.

There is three kinds of ___. Those who seek strength. Those who live for pride. And those who are___.

___ has become a killing word.

The only thing needed for ___ to triumph is for good men to do nothing.

Now is not the time for ___. That comes later.

Forward progress is made with a snake-like slither and a vigorous thrashing of ___.

One town's very like another when your head's down over ___, brother

Does the Coast Guard have a lot of use for___?

Every year of my life, I grow more and more convinced that the wisest and best is to fix our attention on ___ and ___...

Alright ___ , you're up. Make us proud.

___ makes a hard man humble.

You are ___ compared to me!

I thought I was being attacked, and I defended myself with ____.

These names are all Russian for____.

So, the premise of this movie is that everyone is____.

When ___ is in ashes, you have my permission to die.

You didn't think you were the only one? ___ was the first ___.

This could've been you, and don't you forget it! Better go back to ___.

If ___ were in the Olympics, Finland would be in great shape!

Life is short. Life is hard. Life is like ____

The KGB has ___under surveillance!

Whoa! I didn't think they had many ____ left in Narnia!


I am judge, jury, and ___.

What if ___ was the best a man could get?

Huh, would you look at that: ____! Even had it underlined!

Hey, I'm experiencing___, and frankly... I LOVE IT!

I hope ___ didn't land on ____ in the front yard.

This ____ can be yours if The Price is Right!

This movie is just ___ and asses!

___ in the projection room! Guess we can't watch the movie!

I get my ___above the waistline, sunshine!

Typical Irishmen, bringing ____ to a car fight!

Well, they couldn't shoot at night because the night belongs to ___.

Throughout human history, ____ has been the first activity of explorers of any new region.

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Outcast, saw Municipal Waste live a few years ago along w/ At The Gates & Toxic Holocaust and they were fucking siiiiick.

Sick vid
Truck
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I've watched the first season of Attack on Titan. It starts off great but slowly just becomes more absurd. It's still worth watching though.

And, yeah, they do kill off characters at a rediculous pace. I can't rememeber how many times the show goes "Oh, here's a whole new bunch of people, because we killed off the last batch".

Also, since there's an ongoing season of anime being released, I guess I could do a short explanation and a "review" of the ones I found worth watching. In order of which weekday they are released.

Black Bullet
The world's been fucked by giant monsters. Only solution? Get a bunch of little girls, inject them with poison and operate on them. This makes them able to fight the monsters. The main character is a guy who works with killing these monsters. With him he has his figher loli. These figher lolis have problems in life though, as people are scared of them because they have red eyes. You actually get to see a police execute one of these girls.
The show has really enjoyable characters all around, with few exceptions. Good animations, good story. In my opinion, the best release this season.

Hitsugi no Chaika
A fantasy world, where there currently is global peace. This peace is bad for the main character because he has been trained in nothing but combat. The main character meets a girl who dresses in all white and carries a big coffin. They are then attacked by a unicorn. A pretty terrifying unicorn. They solve the battle by cutting the unicorn in half and cover the entire battlefield with blood. Not for kids.
The coffin girl wants the main character to break into a house and steal a very important item for her. She needs a lot of stuff stolen though, so they continue traveling after.
Amazing characters, the world is brilliant. The story is a bit shit though, but it's still great to watch.

Inugami-san to Nekoyama-san
5 minutes per episode. Girl with "dog" in her name likes cats. Girl with "cat" in her name likes dogs. They act as their respective animal name. Lesbians. Hilarious stuff happens. Amazing characters, barely any story just small stories from their lives.

Blade and Soul
Weapons and tits. Based in a fantasy setting from some video game. A main character that you wouldn't care if she lived or died because she is so boring. The show survives on mostly great animations and decent dialogue between all characters who are not the main character.

Mushishi Zoku Shou
Second season of Mushishi. Mushishi is amazing and the second season is just more of the same.
The main character works as a Mushishi because he works with fixing problems that occur when Mushi are around. Mushi are little living things that most people can't see. They cause very many unexplainable effects to happen, like a boy who got ill with a certain kind of Mushi had snow that never stopped falling around him. He never got warm, and heat hurt him. It's slow, and it's great.

Akuma no Riddle
A bunch of school girls in a school. Except, every single one of them is an assassin except for one girl. The last girl is the target of all the other girls. The main character girl (probably) falls in love with the target girl and instead starts protecting her.
Great story, only one episode so far has left me going "why? what? wat...". Except for the stone cold and boring main character (who sometimes actually react to things) all characters are interesting. I don't like the teacher but that's life.

Mekakucity Actors
Shaft makes an anime. It's good. Bunch of teenage kids have found out they have super powers. The first main character needs to go out of his house for the first time in months to buy a new keyboard, because it would take 2 days for it to get shipped to him if he purchased it online. He gets put in a hostage situation. Stuff happens.
It's great. It's Shaft who animates it, so of course it's brilliant. The story is a bit of a cluster fuck sometimes but they usually untwist the parts that are the hardest to follow.

Brynhildr in the Darkness
A boy meets a strange new girl who starts in his class. He learns that she's a witch and that she has escaped from horrible experiments by the army. He finds out that she needs medication every 24(?) hours or she'll die by having all her blood bleed out of every single pore on her body. More and more witches start stacking up.
The show has great parts, like that the witches just want to save people, or just want to live, while being chased by the army. Then it has the bad parts, which is the humour. There are barely no funny jokes, mostly just the kind of cringe-because-it's-embarrasing kind of humor. For an example, main character used to have a female friend when he was a kid and she had 3 dots on her skin under her arm. So, when the first witch enters his classroom and looks just like his old friend but aged, he starts screaming at her that he knows her. She denies it and he shouts "Show me your armpits". Hilarious.

There's also No Game No Life and Ryuugajou Nanana no Maizoukin which supposedly are great, but I just never got into.
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Surely this would count as slander? Anyways, the fact that you said one of the guys brought food back should suggest it wasn't that bad? Maybe it was unusually busy or something? On a very related note, I live only 6 minutes away from that place So yeah, gotta move out of this area fast; lest i get chomo'd upon
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SRAW said:
Will you be showing us your face if you do a live stream PLEASE


I do have a webcam so probably? If I can get it to work? Is it important to you?
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Will you be showing us your face if you do a live stream PLEASE
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fedex _ said:
SuperJer said:
fedex _ said:
SuperJer said:
Yeah, well I was watching the Super Metroid race WHILE I GOT MY PB!



What does pb stand for? , I always wanted to know and never got around asking someone to tell me what it stands for.


It stands for Personal Best. Although I meant to say PB&J.



Ahh I see now , so when can we expect a live stream of mr.superjer playing Zelda on snes ?


SNES is too new for me. I'm playing on the NES. And I might do a live stream eventually. It is a lot of work to set up. And now I'm too busy playing Spelunky.
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SuperJer said:
fedex _ said:
SuperJer said:
Yeah, well I was watching the Super Metroid race WHILE I GOT MY PB!



What does pb stand for? , I always wanted to know and never got around asking someone to tell me what it stands for.


It stands for Personal Best. Although I meant to say PB&J.



Ahh I see now , so when can we expect a live stream of mr.superjer playing Zelda on snes ?
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The Yoshi's Island runner had to do the last couple of worlds without a shirt because there's a bidding war that ensures that this happens for every live speed run he does.
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Aaron Wilson: I'd play starbound but I don't know what it is and I don't have any money.

Aaron Wilson: And there is a lakitu in my house throwing around spiney shells.

Aaron Wilson: WTF

Jeffrey Loynd: I wouldn't suggest you playing it now anyway since it's still in beta

Jeffrey Loynd: KILL IT

Jeffrey Loynd: NAO

Aaron Wilson: I tried, but it was able to incapacitate me... and... Jeff... ... :(

Aaron Wilson: It raped me.

Jeffrey Loynd: ;-;

Jeffrey Loynd: It's ruined

Jeffrey Loynd: Everything is ruined

Aaron Wilson: I am no longer marriageable.

Aaron Wilson: I will become a spinster... my family will disown me.

Aaron Wilson: What kind of wife would I be?

Jeffrey Loynd: One with many quirks

Aaron Wilson: Maybe some disreputable man with a little coin and a drinking problem will take me in as a mistress. I'll be abused, but at least I'll have a roof over my head.

Jeffrey Loynd: You don't have to do that to yourself

Jeffrey Loynd: I'll take care of you from now on

Aaron Wilson: You say that, but your family and mine have always had close ties. If my family abandons me, yours will surely force you to break off contact with me on pain of exile from the estate.

Aaron Wilson: You'll lose your inheritance! And your future as a knight in the order of the black rose! I could never do that to you!

Aaron Wilson: Don't let this ruin both our lives.

Jeffrey Loynd: Don't be a fool dear one! Your love is all that matters to me! To hells with the inheritance. To hells with the order and my family!

Jeffrey Loynd: If they disown me, we disown them

Aaron Wilson: And I know you truly love the young lady of house Vetienne, would you abandon her and your own happiness for my sake alone? I could not bear it, the comfort would bring me no joy, I'd rather live in a gutter chasing rats for survival than see you both taken from each other. Lady Vetienne is kind, and beautiful, and does not deserve this betrayal.

Jeffrey Loynd: Lady Vetienne is indeed kind and beautiful, she is also a decade younger than me. I cannot be happy with a child! I'm old enough to be her uncle!

Aaron Wilson: Well, you are her second cousin once removed, if recall the family tree, but I have seen you gladly share her company! Was I reading romance when there was mere friendship between you?

Jeffrey Loynd: You were, my lady

Aaron Wilson: I hear so much talk from father about a supposed marriage arranged between you, I had assumed you were already privy to it!

Jeffrey Loynd: There is an arranged marriage arranged for me? I will have to have a word with father...

Aaron Wilson: Do not approach him aggressively! This is mere hearsay, and may be banter based on mere whimsy and speculation by my father! I know of no concrete plan to wed you to lady Vetienne. He may simply be fooled as I was into believing there was love between you.

Jeffrey Loynd: I suppose I'll have to be subtle then. But you know better than anyone how bad I am at subtlety.

Aaron Wilson: And yet I find it endlessly amusing, the day you drew steel on Sir Cullen for the mere insinuation he made about your sister. I've never seen a man so ready to beg forgiveness. Woe be to the woman who finds herself his wife, he is a man fit for nothing, if a man at all.

Aaron Wilson: But this distraction has only lasted for so long! What am I to do? If you really wish to leave all your fortune and future behind, would we not be forced to flee the city, mayhap even the country? Your father would blame me, for certain, labelling me harlot and seductress... could I even live with the fear of his wrath? I know nothing of the customs outside our lands, how would we survive?

Jeffrey Loynd: We'll find a way

Jeffrey Loynd: I have friends outside the country. I will let them know we are coming. They'll be ready to ferry us away from all of this

Aaron Wilson: Oh, but I would hate to disappear in the night like some rogue... would be that there was some way to make my sisters understand! They are too young to make sense of this... I dread to think of what they will be told of me, what they will think of me! And sweet Charlotte, she cannot bear to part from my side for more than mere minutes ever since mother died... but I supposed I would be taken from her regardless, by your plan or by my exile...

Aaron Wilson: Curse that lakitu! I would gladly endure its violation a hundred times if it meant no man ever knew of it!

Jeffrey Loynd: Then we must find a way to erase the past

Jeffrey Loynd: Come

Jeffrey Loynd: We shall do it together!

Jeffrey Loynd: *Que dramatic music*

Aaron Wilson: This is making me laugh so hard I'm not sure I can continue the charade? Improv? What are we even doing?

Aaron Wilson: This needs to go down in the history books.

Jeffrey Loynd: I have no idea. How even did this happen?

Aaron Wilson: I can't believe this started with lakitu rape.

Jeffrey Loynd: I just about bust my gut. Which would have been really awkward since I'm sitting across from my boss

Jeffrey Loynd: Bwahahahaha
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Since it wasn't obvious enough... I honestly think that most culture is complete bullshit, and that living in Bellevue with millionaire neighbors who work at microsoft has made me realize that
1. I love the US more
2. Atleast the rich parts of the US
3. malaysia + other asian countries completely suck
4. I would want to live in sweden though \o/
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SRAW said:
While I understand maybe being a fan of watching them or something... if you discuss them and cosplay like some of the people here... then you're WEIRD AS FUCK. and as for the koreans, will they're asian, and we lived in malaysia, where it's asia too. But I bet you haven't even been out of the country, so why the hell would you support asia's fucking shitty culture? Japan + Korea + China + Polynesian countries = fucking shit culture with fucking shitty animes and you should be glad we have american tv shows and not fucking stupid nigger stuff like this anime. It's glorifying culture that should not be glorified, it's almost as bad as those fucking faggots too claiming "gay" pride. If you stopped talking about your gay pride then there would be no problem fucking shit heads. Same with racism. I know this may not have to do with anime, but my point is that you're glorifying culture that should not glorified unless you want to go live in their fucking shitty country.

0/10, trying way too hard.
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While I understand maybe being a fan of watching them or something... if you discuss them and cosplay like some of the people here... then you're WEIRD AS FUCK. and as for the koreans, will they're asian, and we lived in malaysia, where it's asia too. But I bet you haven't even been out of the country, so why the hell would you support asia's fucking shitty culture? Japan + Korea + China + Polynesian countries = fucking shit culture with fucking shitty animes and you should be glad we have american tv shows and not fucking stupid nigger stuff like this anime. It's glorifying culture that should not be glorified, it's almost as bad as those fucking faggots too claiming "gay" pride. If you stopped talking about your gay pride then there would be no problem fucking shit heads. Same with racism. I know this may not have to do with anime, but my point is that you're glorifying culture that should not glorified unless you want to go live in their fucking shitty country.
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I think it's a weird way to go about a business, but a lot of religions seem to go heavy on the evangelism because money and shit. Also souls maybe. I do see Mormons around, very well dressed going door to door in the area where I live, but it seems more likely that if they visited my home that I would not flip my shit, and would instead invite them to sit down and immediately make myself an Irish Coffee. From there, I guess it would depend on my mood as to whether or not I brought up Mountain Meadows.

For some reason, missionaries kind of creep me out.
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The most intimate details for your life.

Rhythmic pounding

Inviting the cops!

The year of the cat.

Befuddlin' mah dumb cracker mind!

35-year-old high school students

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A van down by the river.

One night in Bangkok.

A planet where apes evolved from men.

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My judo bikini

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Noble band of choreographers.

The Roji-Panty Complex.



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If ___ is sure to result in victory, then you must fight.

This will turn you into ___

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Men should not have___.

Put ___ in your mouth and clap your hands.

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____ is useless, but scare the crap outta me anyway.

Your attempt to get little Susie what's-her-name drunk on lime vodka ended with___

How dare you insult my knowledge of___!

Have you been shaving ___ with this again?

At the end of the day, as long as there's two people left on the planet, someone's going to want___.

___ Now that's a porno name if I ever head one! Not that I've ever heard one!

That's not ___. THIS, is ___.

___? Well, as long as they learn to taste good, I don't really care.

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____ said no one ever.

I met a strange lady, she made me nervous. She took me in and gave me___.

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Its like a ___. You don't want to stare, but you cant look away.

It's ___ that that Yeats spoke of.

___ The President's unimaginative campaign slogan.

You think you can't get hurt, Doctor, because this is America? ____ and all that jazz?

That is not a woman! That's___!

My job is to keep ____ on the table, and nobody asks me how I do it!

___. . . it must be the future!

You know how some movies inspire you to make your own movie? This one inspires me to make ____

Her mother doesn't like anything. Especially____.

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I'm starting to agree with the Taliban militia: ___ should not be allowed.

There is three kinds of ___. Those who seek strength. Those who live for pride. And those who are___.

___ has become a killing word.

The only thing needed for ___ to triumph is for good men to do nothing.

Now is not the time for ___. That comes later.

Forward progress is made with a snake-like slither and a vigorous thrashing of ___.

One town's very like another when your head's down over ___, brother

Does the Coast Guard have a lot of use for___?

Every year of my life, I grow more and more convinced that the wisest and best is to fix our attention on ___ and ___...

Alright ___ , you're up. Make us proud.

___ makes a hard man humble.

You are ___ compared to me!

I thought I was being attacked, and I defended myself with ____.

These names are all Russian for____.

So, the premise of this movie is that everyone is____.

When ___ is in ashes, you have my permission to die.

You didn't think you were the only one? ___ was the first ___.

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If ___ were in the Olympics, Finland would be in great shape!

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The KGB has ___under surveillance!

Whoa! I didn't think they had many ____ left in Narnia!


I am judge, jury, and ___.

What if ___ was the best a man could get?

Huh, would you look at that: ____! Even had it underlined!

Hey, I'm experiencing___, and frankly... I LOVE IT!

I hope ___ didn't land on ____ in the front yard.

This ____ can be yours if The Price is Right!

This movie is just ___ and asses!

___ in the projection room! Guess we can't watch the movie!

I get my ___above the waistline, sunshine!

Typical Irishmen, bringing ____ to a car fight!

Well, they couldn't shoot at night because the night belongs to ___.

Throughout human history, ____ has been the first activity of explorers of any new region.
Ahh, that is understandable. On a brighter note! I am now a college student, and I officially live in Nashville, TN now.
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aaronjer said:
I'm guessing he died as the dwarf must have chewed through his head to get there.

On the contrary, he lived to regret it, although he didn't live too long or accumulate too much regret. As I remember, the teeth-biting incident was roughly on page two-and-a-quarter of three-and-a-quarter pages.
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This was something that I've known for a while but only recently figured out the name of the song because I'm lazy or something.

Remember: if you don't like Melt-Banana, that's okay! It is not about liking Melt-Banana. It is about punishing those around you who permit you to live in a world in which you are allowed to listen to Melt-Banana.

Sick vid
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This covers a lot of the reasons I hate C++, in case you're interested:

cpp-home.com/tutorials/244_1.htm

Why C++ Sucks

C++ sucks because it is a mis-designed pile of crap.

All you have to do is read Bjarne Stroustrop's book on the design and evolution of C++ to understand why: C++ is the iMac of computing languages.

It was designed to have those features necessary to achieve popular success--not those features necessary to be a good programming language.

In the case of something like the iMac, much of the "prettiness" does not necessarily come at the expense of functionality--but this is not always the case. Reducing the iMac's expandability makes it simpler to use--but also potentially consigns it to a gutter market a few years down the road.

The Big Mistake: C Compatibility
In Stroustrop's mind, making C++ compatible with C was instrumental, crucial to its success.

I don't disagree. Plenty of other good object oriented languages are out there, and they've never found much success. Certainly the overhead of learning a brand new language is undoubtedly a significant barrier to acceptance.

I don't think it's any coincidence that Java chose to use C syntax for its core constructs, either.

But C++ went far further than Java in compatibility. C code works nearly unchanged in a C++ compiler. The model of how a C++ program can be separately compiled (i.e. split into multiple separate files) is identical to that of C.

But this introduces hosts of other problems, some which C++ addresses, some of which it addresses with problematic design, and some of which it simply falls down on.

This is not to laud Java--I do not have a particularly high opinions of that language. It does many good things, but owing to its history it also has some odd design elements. (Foremost amongst them being reliance on interpreters during its initial introduction.)

Keep It Simple, Stupid
C++'s biggest problem is its size. People will tell you that this is no big deal; just subset C++ down to whatever part of it you're willing to use; that can be a C subset or something a little larger, or the whole thing.

This logic can be used to justify an infinitely complex language, so one should hesitate to accept it at face value.

The biggest flaw with the argument is that it forces compiler writers to implement a larger language; correctness will be harder to get right, and optimization will suffer. In the case of C++, however, this no longer matters; there are essentially no "just C" compilers anymore to compare to, so any lowered performance of C++ is no doubt also seen by C.

Another significant problem is that it requires an investment of effort to select an appropriate subset. Moreover, you will have difficulty finding books that teach this subset; and, indeed, if you acquire a C++ algorithms book, the odds that the subset chosen for that book matches that of yours is low.

In other words, subsetting is the same as fragmenting the language into lots of separate dialects; it has all the same problems as that, with the added cost of none of those dialects having unique names. What does it mean to say "I've used C++ for six years" on a resume?

Similarly, learning a subset does you no good if you work with other people's code, and they do not use the subset you are expecting; you must be able to understand their subset, and even write it.

Finally, learning a subset doesn't guarantee that you won't avoid being bit by something that's not in the subset you've chosen. For example, you might choose (wisely, IMHO) to avoid using function overloading. You can't tell the compiler this, however, and thus you might unintentionally name two functions the same thing, and cause unimaginable problems thereby. Sure, you'll eventually figure it out, it'll just be another dumb bug, but why use a language that has any number of such gotchas lurking around every corner?

Suppose you choose to just use the C subset of C++. One of the changes C++ makes to C rules is that you can no longer automatically cast from (void *) to other pointer types. The reason for this is clear; in C++, (void *) types are used sufficiently often that hidden bugs might occur. (There is a counter-argument to this even in a C++ context: C++ encourages you to typecast more often than necessary, possibly masking bugs because your typecast hides what would be a real warning.)

Is this a real problem for C? No, it's not, it just means you need to do some extra casting. The following code doesn't work:


   x = malloc(sizeof(x) * num_elements);

Instead you must code it as


    x = (mytype *) malloc(sizeof(x) * num_elements);

Of course, if you are familiar with the idiom found in the first example, you see the flaw in the second; the first version avoids a bug by not explicitly naming x's type; thus if that type changes, the code still (most likely) does the right thing. With the second code, if you change x's type, C++ will complain about the type error, so it won't introduce an error--just unnecessary typing to fix it.

If you're using C++ proper, you would just use the new operator to sidestep this... ignoring the fact that new requires the name of the type...

Too Much Typing
I guess I'm just a whiner if many of my problems boil down to C++ requiring too much typing. Typing is such a tiny fraction of programming that it's not that big a deal. Yet it grates to see such extra 'accidental' (in the sense of Fred Brooks 'No Silver Bullet', i.e. in opposition to 'essential') work required for no good reason.

Example #1
In C, I write a new function, and then add a prototype to the header file. Having to add that prototype is annoying 'accidental' effort; there is no reason this redundancy must be shoveled onto the programmer (it could easily be automatically generated, a la Java or Borland's Turbo Pascal). That something like a header file is needed for separate compilation is undeniable; but that I must maintain it by hand is largely silly.

Still, it's not that much work. Cut and paste, put an 'extern' at the front of the line and a ';' at the end of the line, and you're done:



C file:
   int myFooBar(Foo *foothing, Bar *barthing)
   {
      ...
   }

H file:
   extern int myFooBar(Foo *foothing, Bar *barthing);

Whether this worked out by chance or not, these are easy editting operations to perform without moving your hands from the keyboard; cut a single line (in 'vi', 'yy'; in a windows editor: home, shift-end, ctrl-c), switch buffers, paste, go to beginning of line and type 'extern', go to end of line and type ';'.

The effort is justified because all this information needs to be available for separate compilation.

Consider the equivalent thing for a method in C++:


CPP file:
   int Foo::myBar(Bar *barthing)
   {
      ...
   }

H file:
   class Foo
   {
      ...
      int myBar(Bar *barthing);
      ...
   };

Sure, in this example, the function declaration itself may be shorter, making C++ look better than C, but I'm comparing C++ to a similar, imaginary OO language that doesn't suck.

To make the C++ cut and paste, I don't need to add 'extern' at the front. Instead I have to reach into the middle of the declaration and delete the 'Foo::'. This is actually more work--at least for me, it takes longer, and more thinking, to do this. (You have to actually parse the declaration, which gets more complex as the return value type gets more complex.)

Example #2
Worse yet, C++ makes this necessary in circumstances that it shouldn't be.

Suppose that class Foo in the example above inherits from Baz; and Baz includes as a member in its declaration virtual int myBar(Bar *barthing);. Now, when I want to go implement Foo, I choose to override the definition of myBar found in Baz.

C++ makes me spell out in the declaration of class Foo exactly which methods I'm going to override.

Even though the whole point of virtual functions is that the dispatch occurs at run-time--no compile-time support needed.

Pointless.

Oh, and did I mention that this sort of thing leads to extra unnecessary recompilation?

Why?
I think I know why C++ does it this way. The thing is, if I subclass Foo to make, say, Biz, then if Biz doesn't define myBar for itself, it will need to store a pointer to Foo::myBar in its virtual function table. Thus, the compiler needs to know about everything that goes on under the hood with Foo to build Biz correctly. (Similarly if Biz defines it itself, but calls ::myBar.)

That means, of course, that everything 'under the hood' must be exposed in the class definition. The entire 'private' section must be exposed to subclasses (and also so that 'sizeof' works correctly).

You can try to work around the excess recompilation introduced by this by having multiple header files with differing levels of detail in them; the subclasses and the implementation of the class see the full description, whereas the rest of the world only sees the public definition, unless they need to sizeof... well, as you can imagine, I don't know anyone who actually tries to do that. (It would help if you could flag a class definition as 'incomplete' so inclusions of the wrong header file would fail to compile, instead of producing bugs.) I'm not actually sure that doing this is legal C++, anyway.

This all misses the point. Part of C++'s success is that it didn't require rewriting the linker (after all, initially it just was translated into C code). Separate compilation could be done without needing to see the innards of other classes if the virtual function tables were built up at link time. Even without rewriting the linker, the patching could be done at runtime, during startup. This does not need exposure. (The sizeof problem would still remain.)

Example #3
Yet another case is that of the C-style "static function". Suppose I decide I want to break Foo's implementation of myBar down into multiple smaller steps, using helper functions. Since the code is based around an object, I still want to make these be methods of the class so that I get a 'hidden this' and can refer to instance variables conveniently.


  /* C code: */
     static void myFooBarHelpFunction(Foo *foothing, int intermediate_value)
     {
        ...
     }

     int myFooBar(Foo *foothing, Bar *barthing)
     {
        int value = computeSomething(foo,bar);
        myFoobarHelpFunction(foo, value);
        ...
     }

  // C++ code:
     void Foo::myBarHelpFunction(int intermediate_value)
     {
        ...
     }

     int Foo::myBar(Bar *barthing)
     {
        int value = computeSomething(bar);
        myBarHelpFunction(value);
        ...
     }  

The C++ example is incomplete. As you can see, it lacks the static keyword. This is because, to implement this in C++ like this, you have to add a declaration of this function to the class definition. That's right, to do a local, hidden modularization of this function, which cannot be seen or used by anybody else, including subclasses, you have to touch the class definition, which normally (as noted above) is exposed in the header file to anyone and everyone who interacts with the class. (At least this seems to be the case. Am I missing something?)

Oh, thanks.

And don't forget to delete Foo:: when you add it to the header file.

You can work around this by privately subclassing the type, thus allowing you to create a local class MySubClass type with local, non-exposed declarations. You still end up with a declaration and a definition, as opposed to C where you only need the definition if you put the functions in the right order. And you will have to downcast pointers that are passed in. But it avoids the header dependency.

Pet Peeves
Don't get me wrong. The above three examples aren't just pet peeves. I think of them as serious design flaws. I have pet peeves about the language and the typing therein as well, but they lean more towards personal taste:


Having to prefix every method definition with Foo:: is stupid. We should be able to wrap our definitions inside something like class Foo { ... } and not have to prefix with Foo:: inside it. Of course you could do exactly this, but you can only have one definition of a class, so you can't do this and also include a header file with the class declaration in it, so you need to include the full declaration locally. (Also, providing a mechanism like this would also make cutting and pasting into the header file easier.)
constructors and deconstructors return void, even thought C++ denies it. Yes, removing the need for void from the parameter list and as a prefix on constructors/deconstructors can be seen as an opportune 'fix' to reduce typing, since C++ doesn't back-support K&R C the way ANSI/ISO C does. Sorry, I don't buy it; the amount of typing saved is irrelevent. (It's one thing to save lots of cut&paste editting motion; saving typing four characters while one is already in the middle of typing characters is saving me something like 5 seconds a week.) It introduces a pointless inconsistency.
etc. (Why waste time on pet peeves when there's more juicy bits?)
Indirection
Indirection is the source of nearly all that is good about computer programs. Pointers or handles are crucial to writing code that does more than formula processing.

A relatively crucial element of object-oriented programming is the introduction of indirect function calls. Sure, imperative programming has them as well, but most OO languages make them ubiquitous; many people consider virtual the most important keyword distinguishing C++ and C--that is, if you never use virtual, you may be using classes, but you could just as easily be writing in C.

The thing is that unlike, say, Smalltalk, not all indirection in C++ is at run-time. Stroustrop considered this an important element of C++'s success--by providing multiple mechanisms, you can select the one with the appropriate trade-off of power vs. performance overhead.

But more is not necessarily better. One can imagine a language in which a compiler makes these trade-offs automatically for you. You can imagine a language in which a single keyword changes the underlying implementation, with no syntactic or semantic variations visible.

Not so C++.

In C, a function call can only happen one way:

... foo(x,y); ...

If 'foo' is a variable that is a function pointer, this call is indirect; if not, it is direct. You generally can't tell from syntax, although many people choose to use one of two conventions to distinguish them: either a naming convention (function pointer variables include an extra word in the name), or a syntactic convention for function pointer variables (which is actually legal with function names as well, if I recall correctly):

... (*foo)(x,y); ...

(There are actually some cases where the syntax is unambigous about which, for example (foo->bar)(x) must be an indirect call--that is, any expression where the name would go.)

Assuming you use one or the other convention, then, the two modes of function call are unambiguous to distinguish. Assuming the call is direct, there is a simple mechanic for finding the callee; search back through the source, looking for a prior definition of 'foo' which is now in scope. If not found, grep the header files for exported functions. Only one function named 'foo' can be exported without introducing linker errors, so the result is unambiguous.

If a function call is indirect, the exact same search will tell you where the function variable is defined. An arbitrary effort may be necessary to be expended to determine where that call goes.

Object-oriented languages attempt to make indirection more useful by structuring it. Instead of going "just anywhere", a message send must go to one of the subclasses of a given class, and share that name.

Improving the ability of a programmer to understand indirect function calls is surely a laudable goal. Object-oriented languages are rich with designs people would be unlikely to attempt with C's unwieldy do-it-yourself function indirection methodology.

But there is much to dislike about C++'s execution.

Syntax
As noted above, there is exactly one syntax in C that leads to function calls (the variant syntax in the latter example stands for the exact same semantics); one syntax, but two semantics.

In C++ there are eight syntaces and quite a few semantics.

No joke:

regular function call (expression context): foo(a,b)
constructor call (declaration context): Foo foo
constructor call (declaration context): Foo foo(a,b)
constructor call (expression context): new Foo
constructor call (expression context): new Foo(a,b)
destructor call (block end): }
destructor call (statement context): delete foo;
overloaded operator (expression context): foo+bar
(I'll fold copy/assignment constructors in with overloaded operators.)
Even if you disagree with my splitting the constructors up that way, there'd still be six; moreover, unambiguously, there are four different contexts in which function calls occur (declaration, expression, statement, and block end).

Constructors and Destructors
Of course, if you use constructors and deconstructors in the "right" way, this isn't as bad as it sounds. Constructors and deconstructors only do "good things"; the constructors and deconstructors happen at "times" when such things are best suited to run.

But, nonetheless, this doesn't necessarily make programs easy to comprehend. An example off the top of my head: if an object in a deconstructor removes itself from a hash table, introducing a bug because the hash table shrinks itself, screwing up the currently executing hash iterator, you may spend a long time discovering what is going on.

If we accept, though, that the constructor and destructor calls are there because that leads to better, more comprehensible semantics--that any object-oriented language is going to need something like constructors and destructors--we are only left with two syntaces to discuss: plain function calls and overloaded operators.

Overloaded Operators
Many style guides strongly recommend disallowing overloaded operators. Some advocate allowing operator overloading for mathematical data structures, like bignums, complex numbers, vectors, matrices, and the like. (Care and handling of copy and assignment constructors is more complex, so I'll simply dispense with attempting to argue about them.)

The argument for avoiding overloading operators is often this simple one: it is to easy for someone reading the code to not realize that there are function calls going on. An ordinary syntax that does not normally resemble a function call is suddenly potentially a function call.

The argument for allowing it for math is simple: the expediency of the syntax overwhelms the argument against it. Nothing particularly surprising is going on under the hood, except possibly the performance overhead.

I cannot argue against this philosophy. I choose not to apply it, as the amount of actual addition or subtraction of vectors in my code is so inconsequential that the typing cost is insignificant; nor do I find the shorter, simpler syntax involving overloaded operators to cause me to introduce fewer bugs. But this is surely more a matter of taste than of logic.

Clearly, one would like operator overloading to follow the principle of least suprise. Operators which normally are side-effect free should remain side-effect free. One would hope operators which are normally commutive remain commutative, and associative associative; but this is not always the case (e.g. matrix multiplication). 

But in a short function, in which the types of the variables are obvious, one has trouble imagining operator overloading causing much trouble.

Idioms
The advantages of concise idiom are legion. I have an enormous number of C idioms I use without thought; idioms in the sense that if you are not familiar with them, the meaning of the code may not be immediately obvious. They are easy enough to figure out if you stop and think, but the power of the idiom comes from the lack of need to think; it is easier to understand a larger chunk of code all at once if the elements of it are idioms.

Here are two idioms I use frequently:

   // n loops from n-1 ... 0
   while (n--) {
      ...
   }

   // i = (i + 1) mod n
   if (++i == n) i = 0;

Notably, these idioms rely on preincrementing and postdecrementing, so the odds are high that a reader will have to stop and hesitate and think about the meaning of the code. (The idioms would not normally have the comments describing their meaning.)

Idioms make operator overloading doubly tempting. One aspect is that it allows the use of familiar idioms in new contexts:

   for(FooIter *i(foo); (bool) i; ++i) {
      ... *i ...
   }

(Something like that--I'm not very familiar with C++ operator overloading.)
A second aspect is that it allows the creation of new idioms. Expression syntax is much more powerful for idiomatic constructions than function call syntax. You may have seen this sort of construction in C, using a conventional return value to empower an idiom:


   x = listAdd(listAdd(listAdd(listAdd(newList(), a), b), c), d);

(Specifically, I've seen code like that used for adding elements to a window.)
The indirection and nesting there is ugly, and so you can see it as much clearer if you could use an idiom like:


   x = newList() + a + b + c + d;

I'm not suggesting that people would like this off the cuff; but they might find it tempting to allow operator overloading simply because it allows them to coin such idioms--not just to save typing, but because it becomes much more rapidly comprehenisble. (The nested listAdd()s above are also an idiom, but the difference in ease of comprehension is apparent.)

But this way lies madness!

Such idioms may be powerful, but they build on new, unrelated meanings of the underlying symbols.

It is (I imagine) exactly this reasoning that introduced the ubiquitous operator overloading found in the C++ stream library.

Ask a C programmer what this code does:

a << b << c << d << e;

She will tell you "nothing". None of the operators have side-effects. In C.

Do they have side-effects in C++?

It depends on what functions they call.

C++ programmers swiftly adjust to the use of <<. It seems natural and perfectly reasonable. But don't be fooled by it. Most style guides recommend against coining new forms of operator overloading. That supposed power of idiom is simply too fraught with peril.

Keep this in mind: the argument by analogy to C idioms is broken, because the C idiom is constructed of unambiguous items right there on the page. Comprehending an unfamiliar C idiom just requires parsing the code--an action the reader was already doing. There's no 'secrecy' at all--it just takes a little longer.

Semantics
As noted previously, there are two semantics for a plain C function call. Determining which semantic is in operation is as easy as searching back through the file for the name, and then grepping header files for the name.

Not so for C++. C++ has both run-time indirection and compile-time indirection. In fact, it has a number of flavors of the latter.


   foo(x,y);


a plain C-style function call
a plain C-style indirect function call
a call to a non-virtual method in this class, or any parent class
a call to a virtual method (again defined in any ancestor)
a call to a templated function
a call to a method in a templated class
one of several functions of any of the above types, all with the same name, but different numbers of parameters
one of several functions of any of the above types, all with the same name, the same number of parameters, but different formal parameter types

   foo->bar(x,y)

a plain C-style indirect function call (e.g. bar is a public function pointer)
a call to a non-virtual method in foo's class, or any parent class
a call to a virtual method (again defined in any ancestor of foo)
a call to a method in a templated class
one of several functions of any of the above types, all with the same name, but different numbers of parameters
one of several functions of any of the above types, all with the same name, the same number of parameters, but different formal parameter types
Some of the variants above may not seem like truely distinctive semantics; however, the distinction between run-time and compile-time dispatch is obvious, and the other distinctions are there to call attention to the effort required for someone to locate the implementation of the called function. Any of those cases could turn out to be true, and each is defined differently.

Templates offer the best example of my core complaint. At their heart (ignoring the committee-driven creeping featurism), templates are there to allow you to do something like define a generic hash table class, but specialize it to be implemented "directly" for some specific class, instead of having to pay indirect dispatches at runtime.

However, I've stated previously, I find this approach flawed, because it introduces an entirely new syntax and semantics. I would much prefer if you just defined the hash table as taking some abstract base class, defined your elements to be hashed as deriving from that base class, and then used a magic 'specialize' keyword to 'instantiate the template'. (Of course, personally I'd prefer a Smalltalk-like approach where you didn't need to use abstract base classes at all; the same sort of specialization is nonetheless entirely withint the realm of computability; and Java implementations may attempt to do JIT inlining to achieve the same effect, much as the academic language Self (something of a sequel to Smalltalk) did in the early 1990's.)

Moreover, those lists are far too short, as they don't call attention to the bewildering variety of problems introduced by function name overloading.

At least if all overloaded functions with the same name have different numbers of parameters, the result of the call is unambiguous. A grep for the name will turn up a number of matches, and if the line declaring the function is longer than a single line, some additional effort may need to be expended to figure out just which one. Annoying, but not impossible.

Far worse is the use of multiple names with the same number of parameters. You have to figure out the (compile-time) type of every parameter, exactly, before you can make the right call about which function is called. Go look up through the code to determine the type of any variable used; check in the header file to see what type is returned by this function; try to remember whether * means a dot product or a cross-product of two vectors.

Ok. Now you've got the types.

Go read the definition for how the "best" match for an overloaded function is resolved. I'll still be here. Go ahead.

Set intersection. I don't know about you, but I don't normally do much set intersection when I write function calls.

Ok, let's be fair. You can state it unambigously in English without reference to set intersection: the 'winning' function must have all its parameters "type match" at least as well as all the other candidates, and one of its parameters must "type match" better. (Set aside the rules for "type matching", and the inclusion of user-defined type conversions in them. This rant is already way too long.)

It's easy, in fact, to see how the specified rules underscore human intuition about best match. At least, each rule in isolation does so. I have my doubts about the combination.

Still, I find it a bit uncomfortable. I worry about the compiler's intuition not matching mine. I'd be more comfortable if the compiler only picked out a particular function for me if it was unambiguous; say, because every parameter was a better match for the "winner".

Problem is, that would preclude having, say, all the matching functions sharing, say, a common first element that is the same type. Such functions would always match equally. It's easy to see why C++ uses the rule it does.

The above considerations were based on a programmer who was trying to intentionally leverage function name overloading. What about one who isn't?

Suppose in C I define a function "foobar" in one module, and a define another one with the same name in another module, but with different argument types. In draconian fashion, C will produce a linker error, and force me to rename one or the other.

Is this so bad?

Consider the alternative found in C++: these two functions may be totally unrelated, but through a commonness of the English language (e.g. the same word having two different meanings; consider simply the word 'heap' in the sense of a semi-ordered data structure versus a pool of memory) share an identical name. In C++, name-mangling means those two functions can happily live within the same namespace, and within the same project.

Is this a problem?

What happens if I'm calling foobar() somewhere in my code, and then someone introduces a new #include in my code which now brings the other foobar() into scope? What if I was relying on some automatic type conversions in my call to foobar(), and the new foobar() now matches "better"?

And think about this: is it good that the different functions could come via different semantic mechanisms? So if I grep for "foobar", thinking it is coming from one sort of place, I may miss that a "better match" is being introduced through a different compile-time indirection?

And think about this: is it good that I can add "default arguments" to functions declarations, thus messing up my attempt to cull out possible function calls based on the argument counts not matching?

What a freaking pile. 
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Cute is a good word for it; that interview made me think she was some Gem and the Holograms watching 12-year-old living a crustpunk fantasy. "I don't own anything or live anywhere." She used too many vocal fillers to take her very seriously, but she also seemed pretty nervous.
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SRAW said:
all my friends live in a box in my room

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Biggest servers I've seen are around 80 players IIRC; but I've been on servers with six other players online and seen half of them, and also on servers with fifty other players and seen none of them. Luck and location are both big factors. A typical server population seems to be around 40. Again, some sessions I don't see anybody, sometimes I can't seem to get away from other players. I've yet to live a life as a hatchet psycho, but that's definitely on the books soon. Basically just run around one of the main towns armed only with a hatchet, trying to rack up as many PKs as possible.
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hey rockbomb, apator is not a band, it's a message - a way of life. It teaches you to follow in the teachings of the teacher that teaches us how to live life. That way is APATOR.
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Rockbomb said:
Btw, where you movin' to, Cloudy? Colorado? :D



i'm gonna live in the city. Phoenix

i live in dripping springs, middle of nowhere, the boondocks.
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SRAW said:
Why don't you select a faster speedtest server? unless you live in the middle of nowhere, or your internet is so bad that it pings 800 to the nearest one

It says the server is less than 50 miles away, so his internet is just shit.

Btw, where you movin' to, Cloudy? Colorado? :D
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Why don't you select a faster speedtest server? unless you live in the middle of nowhere, or your internet is so bad that it pings 800 to the nearest one
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If you do it, I will personally report you to the FBI and CIA for copyright infringement. The structures that have been built on Superjer's minecraft server are works of art, and are worth several million dollars. To record them and give them away to the world for free would be a theft worthy of the death penalty, and if you choose to go through with doing this I will see to it myself that you are hung. It makes me feel ashamed to even live in a world where people like you can walk the streets.
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so i did a turnable thing with 4 DJ's for my page and i got ALOT of great music, although most of it is dubstep.

but i havent found a song that is bad.

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Emeli Sandé - Heaven (Nu Tone Remix)
Emeli Sande - 6:09

Internet Connection (Flux Pavilion Remix)
M.I.A. - 5:06
Vote: 56%·Dat Toaster

3 Fist Style
Datsik - 2:33
Vote: 72%·TheTrueLion

Seconds to Midnight
S.P.Y - 6:03
Vote: 56%·Manthateatspigz

Kung Fu Fighting
Carl Douglas - 3:15
Vote: 94%·Dat Toaster

Wondering
Does It Offend You, Yeah? - 2:25
Vote: 31%·DeZ420

Propane Nightmares
Pendulum - 5:13
Vote: 31%·TheTrueLion

Genesis
Justice - 3:55
Vote: 35%·that guy in the back

Granite
Pendulum - 4:29
Vote: 65%·TheTrueLion

Doomsday
Nero - 4:12
Vote: 35%·that guy in the back

Eyes On Fire (Zeds Dead Rmx)
Blue Foundation - 5:20
Vote: 55%·DeZ420

Strobe (Club Edit)
Deadmau5 - 6:21
Vote: 35%·that guy in the back

I Can’t Stop
Flux Pavilion - 5:03
Vote: 80%·stoneroninternet

Raise Your Weapon (Fytch Remix)
Deadmau5 - 5:29
Vote: 85%·Pryvate Pigeon

Plan Your Own Party Kit
Truxton - 2:35
Vote: 35%·Dat Toaster

Frances Farmer Will Have Her Revenge On Seattle
Nirvana - 4:07
Vote: 35%·that guy in the back

You Only Live Once
The Strokes - 3:07
Vote: 35%·Cassandruh

End of the World (Xilent Remix)
Alex Metric & Charli XCX - 5:38
Vote: 65%·Pryvate Pigeon

Without Me
Eminem - 4:50
Vote: 35%·TheTrueLion

Moist Vagina (Demo)
Nirvana - 1:57
Vote: 75%·that guy in the back
Plan Your Own Party Kit
Truxton - 2:35
Vote: 35%·Dat Toaster

Heart-Shaped Box
Nirvana - 4:39
Vote: 80%·Cassandruh

They Say
Scars On Broadway - 2:46
Vote: 50%·stoneroninternet

Rain (Feat. Sara Kay)
Klaypex - 4:27
Vote: 59%·Photogenic Zeddle
Golden Hardness
Truxton - 3:58
Vote: 36%·Dat Toaster
One Minute
Krewella - 4:15
Vote: 82%·Pryvate Pigeon

When It Started
The Strokes - 2:53
Vote: 36%·Cassandruh

Hotel Room Service
Pitbull - 3:58
Vote: 36%·stoneroninternet
Subvive Free World
Unknown - 5:17
Vote: 73%·Photogenic Zeddle
Golden Hardness
Truxton - 3:58
Vote: 68%·Dat Toaster
Acid Wølfpack
Coyote Kisses - 5:36
Vote: 80%·Pryvate Pigeon

Blackbird
Alter Bridge - 7:58
Vote: 55%·Cassandruh

House Of The Rising Sun
The Animals - 4:31
Vote: 88%·stoneroninternet
Gangster (Trolley Snatcha Remi
Dreadzone - 4:15
Vote: 44%·Photogenic Zeddle

Existence Vip (Original Mix)
Excision - 4:08
Vote: 31%·Dat Toaster
Dirty Talk (RUNVS remix)
Wynter Gordon - 4:00
Vote: 71%·Pryvate Pigeon

This House Is A Circus
Arctic Monkeys - 3:10
Vote: 83%·Cassandruh

Destination Calabria (Radio Edit)
Alex Gaudino - 3:03
Vote: 71%·stoneroninternet

Ominous
SubVibe - 4:12
Vote: 57%·Photogenic Zeddle

Ginger Pubes
Cookie Monsta - 5:09
Vote: 75%·Dat Toaster
Take the World by Storm
You and What Army - 3:32
Vote: 80%·Pryvate Pigeon

Alpha Centauri (Excision & Datsik Remix)
Noisia - 4:49
Vote: 75%·Jack Katz

Ain't No Rest For The Wicked
Cage The Elephant - 2:55
Vote: 64%·stoneroninternet

Screw Up
Subscape - 5:32
Vote: 79%·Photogenic Zeddle

F**king Clownstep
Levela - 5:07
Vote: 79%·Dat Toaster
Freak
Showtek - 6:16
Vote: 30%·stoneroninternet
Not Fair - Lily Allen (Oblivion Remix)
Lily Allen - 4:48
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King For A Day
Green Day - 3:13
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Fall Of The Republic
Arkasia - 4:38
Vote: 58%·Photogenic Zeddle
Se7enSlot vs. DJ Rawwk - 4:42
Vote: 58%·Dat Toaster

Irish Drinking Song
Buck-O-Nine - 1:58
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Into Your Eyes
You and What Army - 3:10
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Tetris
Doctor P - 3:39
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Whispers (I Hear You)
All That Remains - 3:40
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Ravers Fantasy
Manian - 3:30
Vote: 40%·-Adolf

Self Vs Self (Feat. In Flames)
Pendulum - 4:45
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Dr Wily (2011 VIP) [Promo]
Audio Warfare - 3:36
Vote: 70%·Pryvate Pigeon
Sometimes I Still Miss Her (Se7enSlot Remix)
Charlie P - 3:41
Vote: 60%·Dat Toaster
Scythe of 13
ASK - 4:31
Vote: 75%·Photogenic Zeddle

Short Skirt\/Long Jacket
Cake - 3:24
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Green Stuff
Mr. Puta - 5:39
Vote: 50%·TheTrueLion
04 - Hardcore Syco
Ganar - 6:14
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Pirate Hooker
Zomboy - 3:40
Vote: 44%·Dat Toaster
Get Out
Subvibe - 3:50
Vote: 81%·Photogenic Zeddle

Barbie Girl
Aqua - 3:16
Vote: 56%·-Adolf

Show Me Your Genitals
Jon Lajoie - 2:32
Vote: 31%·TheTrueLion

Jack Sparrow
The Lonely Island - 3:08
Vote: 50%·HipsterFinn

D&D
Stephen Lynch - 4:26
Vote: 33%·Photogenic Zeddle

Dora The Explorer Theme
Dora The Explorer - 0:42
Vote: 33%·HipsterFinn

Natural Selection (Featuring The Black Angels)
U.N.K.L.E. - 4:12
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Kyle's Mom Is A Big Fat Bitch
Eric Cartman - 0:48
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Too Fast
Jon Lajoie - 1:56
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Asshole
Denis Leary - 4:26
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Men & Women
Bo Burnham - 3:07
Vote: 61%·HipsterFinn

The Bad Touch
Bloodhound Gang - 4:21
Vote: 72%·that guy in the back

Like A Boss
The Lonely Island - 1:46
Vote: 67%·-Adolf
Freak
Showtek - 6:16
Vote: 78%·TheTrueLion

Best Of Both Worlds
Miley Cyrus (Hannah Montana) - 2:54
Vote: 35%·HipsterFinn

Bass Head
Bassnectar - 6:36
Vote: 40%·that guy in the back

First Of The Year (Equinox)
Skrillex - 4:21
Vote: 35%·-Adolf
Sometimes I Still Miss Her - Charlie P (Se7enSlot Remix)
Se7enSlot - 3:40
Vote: 55%·Dat Toaster

United States Of Whatever
Liam Lynch - 1:31
Vote: 80%·TheTrueLion
Pokémon (Dubstep Remix)
Unknown - 3:20
Vote: 85%·HipsterFinn

Electron
Nero - 4:42
Vote: 64%·that guy in the back
Untitled
Unknown - 3:44
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Untitled
Unknown - 7:00
Vote: 50%·Dat Toaster

Everyday ((Netsky Remix))
Rusko - 4:12
Vote: 55%·TheTrueLion
Symphony of the Flute
Luke Da Duke - 3:19
Vote: 36%·HipsterFinn

Digital Love
Daft Punk - 4:58
Vote: 38%·that guy in the back

Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger
Daft Punk - 3:43
Vote: 68%·-Adolf
HIT AND RUN IN 1920 A.D.
The Quick Brown Fox - 2:30
Vote: 46%·Dat Toaster

Eyes On Fire (Zeds Dead Rmx)
Blue Foundation - 5:20
Vote: 36%·TheTrueLion

Bass Cannon
Flux Pavilion - 5:10
Vote: 46%·HipsterFinn

Fantasy
DyE - 4:53
Vote: 46%·that guy in the back

Longview
Green Day - 3:53
Vote: 33%·-Adolf
CRUISE BEAST
The Quick Brown Fox - 2:43
Vote: 54%·Dat Toaster

Changes
2Pac - 4:29
Vote: 31%·Photogenic Zeddle

Black & Blue
Seabird - 2:44
Vote: 35%·HipsterFinn

Feel Good Inc.
Gorillaz - 3:41
Vote: 71%·TheTrueLion

Baba O'Riley
The Who - 4:57
Vote: 83%·-Adolf

Got The Life
Korn - 3:48
Vote: 36%·Dat Toaster
Fall Of The Republic
Arkasia - 4:38
Vote: 36%·Photogenic Zeddle

Wanted Dead Or Alive
Bon Jovi - 5:08
Vote: 36%·HipsterFinn

United States Of Whatever
Liam Lynch - 1:31
Vote: 45%·TheTrueLion

Date Rape
Sublime - 3:37
Vote: 77%·-Adolf

Pushin' Forward Back
Temple Of The Dog - 3:44
Vote: 58%·Dat Toaster

No One Knows
Queens Of The Stone Age - 4:38
Vote: 86%·stoneroninternet

I'm Not The One
Sum 41 - 3:34
Vote: 60%·Photogenic Zeddle

Cult Of Personality
Living Colour - 4:54
Vote: 77%·HipsterFinn

Black Magic Woman\/Gypsy Queen
Santana - 5:22
Vote: 61%·TheTrueLion

Swan Dive
(hed) p.e. - 3:34
Vote: 56%·Dat Toaster
Lights (Eyes Remix)
Ellie Goulding - 3:54
Vote: 50%·@TheBleuFairy

The Trooper
Iron Maiden - 4:11
Vote: 67%·Photogenic Zeddle

Stars
Switchfoot - 4:20
Vote: 59%·HipsterFinn

We Plants Are Happy Plants
We Plants Are Happy Plants - 6:19
Vote: 60%·Skater0204

Into The Night
Santana - 3:42
Vote: 33%·HipsterFinn

Undead
Hollywood Undead - 4:25
Vote: 33%·that guy in the back

Cyanide
Metallica - 6:40
Vote: 33%·TheTrueLion
Forward Go!
(Hed) P.e. - 4:49
Vote: 72%·Dat Toaster

Rejection Role
Soilwork - 3:33
Vote: 33%·stoneroninternet

Friday
Rebecca Black - 3:30
Vote: 28%·HipsterFinn

Drug Myself Dumb (Album)
Cerebral Ballzy - 1:19
Vote: 38%·that guy in the back
Sonne
Rammstein - 4:06
Vote: 81%·TheTrueLion
Whitehorse
(Hed) P.e. - 1:16
Vote: 35%·Dat Toaster

Bronx Sniper
Mister Heavenly - 3:39
Vote: 45%·stoneroninternet

Hero
Skillet - 3:06
Vote: 56%·HipsterFinn

Am I Demon
Danzig - 4:57
Vote: 67%·Ariol Lage
Te Quiero Puta!
Rammstein - 3:50
Vote: 56%·TheTrueLion

Raining Blood
Slayer - 4:15
Vote: 69%·Dat Toaster

Superbeast
Rob Zombie - 3:40
Vote: 63%·stoneroninternet
Happy Together (Cover)
Flobots - 3:56
Vote: 33%·HipsterFinn

Where Eagles Dare
The Misfits - 2:08
Vote: 61%·Ariol Lage

Ace Of Spades
Motörhead - 2:49
Vote: 81%·TheTrueLion

Entombment Of A Machine
Job For A Cowboy - 4:07
Vote: 36%·Dat Toaster

Rejection Role
Soilwork - 3:33
Vote: 33%·stoneroninternet

Still Fly (Big Tymers Cover)
The Devil Wears Prada - 4:55
Vote: 33%·Dj <Jiffy>

How Could I
Cynic - 5:24
Vote: 61%·Ariol Lage

Badman Sound
Doctor P - 4:40
Vote: 64%·TheTrueLion

Who's Bad (Intro)
Se7enSlot - 1:28
Vote: 43%·Dat Toaster
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I always thought that the Clone Wars were a small, but notable, regional conflict fought using clones (just like a nuclear war is a war fought using nukes), while the Kessel Run always sounded like some sort of illegal yet highly lauded space race of some sort, perhaps through a very hazardous chunk of space.


What did you think the colored badges on the Imperial uniforms mean, or how did they work? As a kid, I deduced that they were some kind of rank insignia, but I always figured that the not just number of squares, but color determined seniority

(Blue < Red < Yellow)

I remember seeing similar markings on Boba Fett’s armor (which was the same shade of green as the Imperial Army troops on Endor), and started to wonder if his was ex-imperial special forces or something.


What made the Empire evil, and the Rebel Alliance heroic? Sure the rebels were outnumbered underdogs, but the Empire is only as evil as we're supposed to believe they are. We're supposed to root for the Rebels because we're told the Empire is evil. Obviously the people at the top (The Emperor, Vader, Tarkin, the circle of assclowns running the Death Star) are pretty evil and out and out dicks at times, but in function, the Rebels are a bunch of crazy diehard terrorists trying to bring back an old, failed regime, because they don't believe the current one has any right to rule.

"The Academy" was pretty clearly Imperial flight school. Luke wanted to be a fighter pilot and his family kept having him work the farm. He had no idea the Empire was evil, nor any grudge against them, until Stormtroopers killed his family and burned his farm. Hell, most of the people in the Empire aren't evil, and don’t seem to mind the Empire, aside from paying taxes and such.

Oddly enough, most people don't seem to really remember the Republic, though they have heard of the Clone Wars (though there's nothing in the films describing that conflict, much less connecting it to the downfall of the Republic).



Pertaining to the Jedi, I always pictured them as a much smaller organization, more private, with one-on-one training, and "knights" doing whatever they thought was right, sort of like wuxia-style "errant knight" badasses, not tied to the formal power structures but held to defend ideals of peace and freedom. Yeah, Kenobi was a general, but he wasn't a general because he was a Jedi, he was just a good strategist and an all around badass.



Some Imperial jerkoff taunting Vader in Episode 4, stating: "Your sad devotion to that ancient Jedi religion has not helped you conjure up the stolen data tapes."

Always made me think that the Jedi ‘religion’ was actually an ancient dying religion that maybe 5 people in the whole galaxy even knew about or remembered.

Speaking of this scene, I always though that there was more of a story between Vader and Tarkin: Vader never answered to anyone save the Emperor, and apparently Tarkin.
When Vader was force-choking General douchebag , Tarkin commanded Vader to stay his hand. Maybe Vader’s heart just want into it, but considering how coldly Vader offs people for displeasing him, he appears to act all to quickly to Tarkin’s request.

Consider Tarkin's candid dialogue with Vader later on: “The Jedi are extinct. Their fire has gone out of the universe. You, my friend, are all that's left of their religion.”

Based on the line delivery in the film, Tarkin appears to actually use the word ‘friend’ to mean just that. It isn’t sarcastic or biting, but almost warm. It always felt like those two had a history, like they were good friends in the past, and that Tarkin was instrumental to turning Anakin to the Dark Side. Perhaps something like Anakin Sklywalker wanted to show mercy to some enemies in the Clone Wars or something and save them. And Tarkin, a cold-hearted pragmatists, point out to him that “We’re at war and letting the enemy live endangers the Republic. Destroy them!” This could have been one of many events that caused a crisis of conscience, while Tarkin could have been there to help pull Anakin down the dark path, the quick and easy path. Thus Anakin would be performing darkside acts, all the while thinking he is helping the Republic. An act acceptable for a non-force user but for a Jedi a very dangerous act to follow.

It also seam like Tarkin did right by Vader at some point, maybe even saving his life, to explain why Vader listened to and respected him.
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Down Rodeo said:
I completely disagree with you on the minimum wage front. I think it is ridiculous to say that businesses should not pay people to some standard - which might not even be enough to live on. Like McDonald's, for instance, you really think that they get worried about how they're going to pay minimum wage? These laws are designed to target big companies that would otherwise extract even more profit from their workers.


I, as well as many others, would be more than happy to flip burgers at McDonalds for $4 an hour. Is that enough to pay the bills? Nope. But it's a hell of a lot better than being jobless, and will at least put some money in your pocket to buy some food and clothes with.
I do see where you're coming from though, and do partially agree with you. So, maybe they should change the minimum wage law to something along the lines of... if your company nets more than 10 million dollars a year, you need to follow a minimum wage. But even then, the minimum wage needs to be lowered from where it is now. The current minimum wage is $7.25/hr, and I know for a fact that you can live on much less than that... in fact, now that I think about it, I retract my previous statement about being able to pay the bills on $4 an hour. If you work 8 hours a day, that would be $32 a day that you make, and with 30ish days in a month, that'd put you at around $1000 a month. With $1000 you could rent a shitty apartment and enough food to live on... it won't be a luxury life for sure, but it sure as hell beats being homeless and without a job.
The current estimate on the number of homeless people in the US is 3.5 million, and there's estimated to be another 1.5 million more in the next 2 years.




Down Rodeo said:
I stand by my old white guy statement. Look at that:

That is not cool. The black guy's gone because frankly he knows nothing and then you have one woman who... well, you're probably better placed to say if she'd win than I am. I can't see it though.


Well, idk what to say to you about that, other than I think it's pretty stupid to base your decision on race and age. We already voted Obama into office cuz he was a young black guy who seemed cool, and look where that got us.

You are right though, that the black guy (Herman Cain) won't win, because he's an idiot... and because he has officially withdrawn as a candidate. The woman (Michelle Bachman), also won't win, because she's an idiot. Rick Perry won't win, because... well, just watch his ad:
Sick vid

Mitt Romney, despite being kind of a doucher, I think has a shot at winning.
Rick Santorum isn't going to win, because if you ask most people what they think about them, they will say "Who the fuck is Rick Santorum?"
Newt Gingrich, despite being the absolutely worst candidate that's running, has been leading a lot of polls, and scarily has a pretty good chance of winning. But, if he does win, he has a very low chance of surviving... there's a lot of people that have a pretty significant hatred for him.

That's just my views, of course, but I think they're pretty spot on.




Down Rodeo said:
You say the big bang is an assumption... it isn't. When you look at the universe, everything is moving away from everything else. Everything is expanding. So if you wind that backwards, you arrive at the idea that everything was once completely compressed and expanded from there. There's a competing "steady state" theory, now known as "quasi-steady state", but it has been discredited repeatedly. Rather than its predictions being verified, the theory has had to be modified to accommodate observation. Also note that the theory says nothing of what happened *before* the BB. In fact, the theory claims there is no before; there is merely some t = 0 at which point things kick off; likewise there is no "outside", this was not an explosion in space but an explosion of space. Hope that helps!


How do we know that everything is expanding? Not saying you're wrong, I just don't know how we could know that.
I can somewhat believe the whole expanding part of the theory, but the part that says that everything 'just started' I think is ridiculous. When someone can prove that something can be created out of nothing, then I'll believe it.
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Any president at the moment would have to ask fora debt limit increase.

Yes, you're right. In many ways America should not have been involved in wars abroad. It's funny though, you look at those that were involved in organising the war et al and not a one of them actually did time in Vietnam, they all had deferments and the like. Kind of makes sense, right?

I completely disagree with you on the minimum wage front. I think it is ridiculous to say that businesses should not pay people to some standard - which might not even be enough to live on. Like McDonald's, for instance, you really think that they get worried about how they're going to pay minimum wage? These laws are designed to target big companies that would otherwise extract even more profit from their workers.

I stand by my old white guy statement. Look at that:

That is not cool. The black guy's gone because frankly he knows nothing and then you have one woman who... well, you're probably better placed to say if she'd win than I am. I can't see it though.

You say the big bang is an assumption... it isn't. When you look at the universe, everything is moving away from everything else. Everything is expanding. So if you wind that backwards, you arrive at the idea that everything was once completely compressed and expanded from there. There's a competing "steady state" theory, now known as "quasi-steady state", but it has been discredited repeatedly. Rather than its predictions being verified, the theory has had to be modified to accommodate observation. Also note that the theory says nothing of what happened *before* the BB. In fact, the theory claims there is no before; there is merely some t = 0 at which point things kick off; likewise there is no "outside", this was not an explosion in space but an explosion of space. Hope that helps!
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This one's for all you HEAVY METAL MANIACS

Mourn for us oppressed in fear
Chained and shackled, we are bound
Freedom choked, in dread we live
Since Tyrant was enthroned

Sick vid
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You live in a very flat area...
YOU WANA KNOW WHAT THE FUCK I DO?
I FUCKING RIP CATICUS OFF ITS ROOTED ASS
THROW THAT SHIT DOWN ON THE GROUND ON MY 100% RARE BREED DINGO
SURF HIS ASS ON THE DUNES
FUCKING POP A 50/50 RAIL GRIND
WITH MY FUCKING EYES CLOSED!
LAND IN A PIT FULL OF QUICK SAND
DO I GIVE A SHIT?
NO!
BECAUSE I LIVE IN THE FUCKING DESERT

vid related, its me and my desert

Sick vid
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Apparently Gaddafi's son in law is hiding in the hotel side of the apartments I live in, no joke (this is according to the security guards)
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Yeah, I know Sprinkles. Didn't know him before supargurr.org, but it turns out we live like 20 minutes away from each other.

Joined the Air Force not too long ago, will probably be shipping out for basic pretty soon.

Fixed my sig, that any better?
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First to say Hi to all forum users. I have in some way simple problem. I can't import a map into Hammer editor. I know that extension of the map is ussaly *.bsp , and what I need is a *.map. Why do I need this?

I am desperate to edit a map called aim_awp_school. I just need a simple edit in spawn weapons. I want to eliminate pistols in spawn weapons, but i really don't know how to. Can anyone help me by explaining me how to do it, or do it for me if he has some spare time.

Thanks and Cheers :)

You can also find me on david.serbia@live.com if I somehow lost this page :D
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I'm pretty sure it's only OK to listen to Bodom live. Tokyo Warhearts kills it, but their studio albums make them sound more like Children of Boredom, amirite?!
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i did post it, i told u the problem but no one seemed to answer or help, so i tried to make a new topic witht he live situation so u can check it urself, but it seems u dont help in either ways...
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Jesus christ you guys are still alive? I thought you lot would have perished in the fires of nubs swarming the internets in these dark times.

Live Long and Prosper from NVCC at Washington DC!
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Yeah, that conforms to the masking. 255 = this segment must be exactly the same as teh host. 0 = fuck it, do it live.

So you have internet connectivity again but cannot connect to your router to configure hot-sweet port forwarding?

Kinda janky but perhaps try going back to DHCP and try to connect again. If that works you might be able to do the router-side configuration and then go back to the static IP. Also there may be something in your routybits saying DHCP clients only but I find that unlikely.

If you don't mind, what are you trying to accomplish with port forwarding here?

Going back to the original post, I don't know of any way for your ISP to know that one of your computers on the other side of the router from them has a static or dynamic IP. All that they see is the router, I'd assume. Well, that and all of your traffic...
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It's funny, cuz now I know where you live, and will be watching you.
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So I was reading this on NotAlwaysRight: notalwaysright.com/losing-their-marbles/12249

It mentions a "marble slab creamery." So I wondered if that was Cold Stone or something actually called Marble Slab. Sure enough, Marble Slab Creamery is a real shop.

And I was like, well I've never heard of that before. So I went to their website to see if there are any in my state (Washington).

And sure enough there is exactly one. So I look at the Google map for it. And it's a map with my house right in the middle. My house.

So I thought, well that's a weird bug, it's showing me my house instead of the Marble Slab.

But it wasn't a bug. The shop is 400 meters from my house.

And I live in the middle of nowhere. I've just never noticed it before.
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superjer said:
...the game is boring. And the jokes aren't funny. It's pretty lame.

*we all saw this coming*


The VERY FIRST thing I did in-game was start spamming the function keys. They didn't do shit - not one single peep out of Duke. You lost me there, guys, game over. Learn from G.I. Joe, another franchise with dialog comprised entirely of one-liners. I thought that the only way I'd like the recent live-action reboot was if they had a throwback PSA at the end. The didn't do a PSA but I still enjoyed the movie for what it was. The lesson here is that while you can skip quality content -or- fan service, when you omit both all that remains is crap - shiny, highly-anticipated but ultimately disappointing crap. And it's not even that shiny...
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aaronjer said:
My mom isn't Lynnwood, and she's even a live in flat, or stairmaster. You're dumb, God.


This is how I confer with SJamz: *conferconferconferscuttleemailconfer*
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My mom isn't flat, and she doesn't even own a stairmaster or live in Lynnwood. God you're dumb.

We usually leave SJ's pad at early o'clock, like 8-9ish. It will probably take us an hour and a half to get there? I'm not sure. Confer with SJams.
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I have been having really weird and intense dreams about once a month recently but i haven't had time to write them down until now because shut up i'm busy you can go to hell.

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my mind is playing a reunion show for a popular early 90s drama featuring rich teenagers and their problems. it is ten years later and, on the lam from legal issues, our heroine has fled the beaches of Malibu to live in a secluded cabin with her now dottering parents. she emerges through the front door of the cabin, beleaguered, in a daze. her hair is the color and brittleness of summer straw baled in a late August field. her jeans, which she has torn by hand just before arriving, reveal superficial, bleeding scratches made by her own hands, though she has wiped the blood off her nails. she descibes a terrible accident up at the road, just barely survived. she needs help. her patents, both in recliners, turn to each other and smile. from a nook draped off from the entrance, a man dressed like a butler with a surgical mask emerges carrying a silver tray with a vial of morphine, a tourniquet, and a hypodermic needle. our heroine dashes over to a third recliner in the other adjacent room, a sort of dentist's chair position in front of a television and a gumball machine. the butler rests the silver tray on the endtable and the girl readies the tourniquet with the ease, speed, and precision of someone with a long-term habit. she releases the opioid into her bloodstream and is gone.

just then, there comes a harsh knocking at the wooden door, which is kicked open amidst splinters. it is her old boyfriend, from years and years ago, though since we last saw him he has gained a hundred pounds (if not a couple hundred), a few chins, and several folds. his days as a star quarterback seem like a distant, fevered dream. our heroine's parents exchange nervous glances, still say nothing. the ex-boyfriend, seeing his love-turned nemesis, grabs her by the shoulders and begins shaking her. "YOU DID THIS TO ME!" he says. he refers to another accident, many years ago, that he claims resulted in his weight gain, though we as objective viewers are to understand it to be a glandular problem as the result of a botched cosmetic surgery. he continues to scream at her. he screams so loud that the camera is able to go through his mouth and esophagus and view the contents of his stomach, where we find several packs worth of half-digested cigarettes.

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the day before the man says that the world is supposed to end, i dream that the rapture has already come and gone, months ago. since then, it's mostly been snow. it's now getting towards May again and as i look outside to the backyard (which now overlooks the stadium of a high school), all i see is a swirl of clouds, as dark at mid-day as the worst storm you've ever seen, no sign of light, just snow. i sip at a mug of something, likely cocoa, and look at the clouds again. there's cruise ship that emerges from the clouds, one of those giant ones the make round-the-world circuits that are several stories tall and capable of going months without seeing port. all of its lights are on and flickering against the haze. it crashes, bearing west, into the ravine of the stadium. moments later, an airplane crashes in the distance, then a tanker. some kind of battleship manages to clear my house just barely and then crash into the stadium at a perpendicular to the cruise ship. the clouds begin to clear a bit, for the first time in months, and figuring i have nothing better to do, i head out to investigate.

around the site, i find a couple, a man with glasses and a blue, plaid shirt and a woman with long dark hair, face down, whom i presume to be his girlfriend. the man is smiling. i reach my hand out to turn him over, but he catches flame, and continues burning until there is nothing left. his girlfriend does the same. maneuvering around the wreckage, i see a japanese man with long hair and a goatee, wearing a leather jacket. he sees me and starts to run, another survivor stumbles into his path and is pushed out of the way, at which point the survivor falls and also burns away into nothing. i don't have any better idea of what's going on than i did before, but i begin to suspect that this man has answers. i chase him up to the house and, lacking other options, find a dish of water that hasn't been frozen over yet and throw it at him. the water hits him and he begins to catch fire, quickly patting out the flames before resuming the run around the house. i manage to find other sources of water, taps, buckets, and within a few short minutes have doused and engulfed him so many times that he's collapsed, sizzling on the lawn, and makes no attempt to get up. i figure that i've either incapacitated or killed him and begin to wonder if the other crashed vessels didn't have something similar going on.

the weather has cleared up and everything is trying to be green again. i walk down into the valley beyond the stadium, past a police station, and find a large hardware store. since the rapture, most people have been looking for ways to busy themselves, or at least keep themselves from dying pitiful deaths, so home improvement has been a big thing to do. people have to do something. i follow certain instincts and head inside. behind the counter is a man in the clothes of a cop, but they don't quite fit him. he is tall, lean, has a shaved head. he talks to another man, heavyset and in his late 50s, also wearing a uniform. a third man, who resembles the fire man i found at the cruise ship closely enough to be an older brother, stands beside them, his hand folded behind his back. they talk secretively, the younger cop seems to complain of some awkwardness in their arrival. i begin to suspect them. the asian man looks at me and then puts his hand out to grab the shoulder of a passing customer, who like every other person these men have touched to this point, smiles and then burns.

the tactic is either one of intimidation or diversion, but the younger man seems confused by the proceedings, and stays put while the other two scramble away. i grab a bottle of water from a counter nearby, unscrew it, and toss it at the stationary man, but he is nothing more than soaked. water isn't going to work on this one. i try fire and cobble together something out of paint thinner and some sparks from a wiring cable i've torn off the wall. that works, and the man is incapacitated.

i check behind me and see the older, burly man. thwoing the cable at him produces no effect, and he picks up a nearby customer, who has the same fate befall him as every other, and throws the customer at me. it seems that they're just trying to rile me up now by causing as many casualties as they can. i manage to knock a barrel off the shelf onto the burly man, but he's only stunned momentarily and moves on. the two remaining men move to exit, and i see the first man, the hydrophobic one, join them at the automatic door. he seems to have recovered.

i conclude that they are feeding on the humans nearby and one had to have bumped into him. they leave and i figure myself to be in for a long day, but i'm able to conclude very little else. i don't know, for example, what these men are or why they are here, but i remember hearing reports of other parts of the world winking out of existence these past months. i also don't know what motivates them, or why everyone seems to be smiling as they turn to cinders. i don't know if they are good or evil, only that i'm trying to stop them.
Get "Windows Live Mail" instead. http://explore.live.com/windows-live-mail
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I don't do it for the money, there's bills that I can't pay.
I don't do it for the glory, I jus' do it anway.
Providing for the future's my responsibility.
Yeah, I'm real good under pressure, being all that I can be.

And, I can't call in sick on Monday when the weekend's been too strong.
I jus' work straight through the holidays, sometimes all night long.
You can bet that I stand ready when the wolf growls at the door.
Hey, I'm solid; hey, I'm steady; I'm true down to the core.

And, I will always do my duty no matter what the price.
I've counted up the cost I know the sacrifice.
Oh, and I don't want to die for you, but if dyin's asking me I'll bear that cross with honor, 'cause freedom don't come free.

I'm an American Soldier, an American.
Beside my brothers and my sisters I will proudly take a stand.
When liberty's in jeopardy I will always do what's right.
I'm out here on the front line, so sleep in peace tonight.
American Soldier, I'm an American Soldier.

Soldier's Creed
I am an American Soldier
I'm a Warrior and a member of a team
I serve the people of the United States, and I live the Amry Values
I will always place the mission first
I will never accept defeat
I never quit
I will never leave a fallen comrade
I am disciplined, physically and mentally tough, trained and proficient in my warrior tasks and drills
I always maintain my arms, my equipment, and myself
I am an expert and I am a professional
I stand ready to deploy, engage, and destroy the enimies of the United States of America in close combat
I am a guardian of freedom and the American way of life
I am an American Soldier
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I had a rough time finding the perfect laptop, I wanted it to fit for watching movies, which is Storage & processor. I wanted to play some games, Minecraft, Starcraft, Portal etc. And I wanted to have a laptop to study on. I browsed alot and found a perfect combination (almost)
The Hewlett Packard DV60000,
I went to a computer store and bought it for Approx. 600$ ( I live in Denmark, in DKK it's 4500,- But it was a sale day and I had a gift card) I went home spended alot of time setting everything up, anti-virus, personal settings, Getting rid of preinstalled shit etc.

I installed all my games and went happy. Until.............


I plugged my gamermouse into the laptop, and I saw that it worked super. Now usually I don't unplug my usb's so I just Shut down the pc. Completely. And went to do some other stuff. I returned and pressed the start up button. All LED lights went on and i could her the fan working. Uh-oh The screen never responded, it remained black. Thats when I went googling. This PC has alot of bugs. HP failed completely it works perfectly when you got it started up, but it has some physical bugs. If you plug a internet-cabel into it, you wont be able to pull it out unless you use a knife etc. to lever it out.

Theres many versions of the DV6, my brother has a thicker more expensive one. And i have the cheapest and thinnest one.

the Dv6 Series is bugged, but good and reasonable.


I haven't checked if theres a latest fix..

I forgot my conclusion but I g2g.



aaronjer said:
He doesn't live in Colroado. That isn't even a real place. God.

I don't know, this restaurant seems to be located there:
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He doesn't live in Colroado. That isn't even a real place. God.
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phoenix_r said:
"If you lived here, you'd be home by now.

--Book of Zachjer 12:05pm

D:
There's a sign that says that on some apartments right by my house... you don't happen to live in Colroado, do you?
http://pro.majorleaguegaming.com/live/call_of_duty:_black_ops
specifically black ops but aj might like the starcraft.
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Pretty certain I had a lucid dream this morning! I was kind of tired, I had woken up already but I fell asleep for maybe half an hour. Anyway, to the dream!

The first bit I can remember from was me sitting in something quite a lot like our student union. This was in fact what I supposed it to be at the time. I can't remember why I was there or much of what happened before (likely nothing, it's possible I 'arrived' there) but within a minute or two some people came and sat at the table. One of the guys was someone I know (but haven't seen for a while), I said "Hi Torrance" for that is his name and he said "What?" This was entirely reasonable as he was no longer who I had initially thought him to be. Considering this to be entirely reasonable, I decided to get up and go. On the way out the same thing happened with someone else - at this stage I still didn't realise I was dreaming. However, as I was leaving this place, I noticed an A4 sheet of paper on the door. The door was like the big heavy doors to tenement closes in Scottish cities. Before it closed a man I can only describe as "muslim" ran into the building, I thought I should maybe leave at this stage, because apparently dream-me is racist.

The point is, I was going to look at the A4 page again (which I had guessed was a list of names of people who live in the building, you get them often outside of flats where the occupants change year-on-year) but I didn't bother because... I was in a dream, so I'm not going to be able to read it. Then I was like HOLY SHIT and ran out into the street. It was nighttime, maybe 21:00, in a place that looked a lot like Glasgow. Or was somehow Glasgow-ish. I tried to fly, managed to get a couple of feet up then hovered and fell back down slowly. I then distinctly remember thinking "I need to find a bar!" then I woke up. Mental.
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The wad files live in the GCF files. Use GCFScape.

You want the decals.wad from cstrike, not valve.

You can't distribute your own decals. You can only use the ones that come with the mod. This is just a stupid engine limitation.

The only way to effectively use your own decals is to make a texture with the decal already applied over the background texture.
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sprinkles said:
Mate de Vita said:
Rockbomb said:
There will be a going-away party for Sprinkles this upcoming Tuesday, if anyone happens to be in CO Springs and wants to join.

I live in Slovenia, but if you tell me when it's going to take place, I'll be sure to have some beer on the account of that party.


7:00 am to 3 or 4 in the afternoon.

Transforming that into CET, it coincides nicely with my friend's birthday party, so I guess that's two reasons I'll be drunk like hell
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Mate de Vita said:
Rockbomb said:
There will be a going-away party for Sprinkles this upcoming Tuesday, if anyone happens to be in CO Springs and wants to join.

I live in Slovenia, but if you tell me when it's going to take place, I'll be sure to have some beer on the account of that party.


7:00 am to 3 or 4 in the afternoon.
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Rockbomb said:
There will be a going-away party for Sprinkles this upcoming Tuesday, if anyone happens to be in CO Springs and wants to join.

I live in Slovenia, but if you tell me when it's going to take place, I'll be sure to have some beer on the account of that party.
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SRAW said:
403 forbidden error on that site

Is it because you live in an Asianiatiasian country? Have you tried a Proxy?
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SRAW said:
and molkman,why does your signature look like this to me:


Because you live in some weird-ass country in Asia.
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Then, declaring an entire music style 'bad' is worse. I do not in general enjoy rapping but I've heard good rapping. Then, I don't mean P-shit with his "Biatch bring me the beer or I'll kill this dude" but rapping itself is not bad. I'd link a good rapping song, sadly it's in Swedish.

I do not in general enjoy noise music but I've heard a good noice "song".

Then about the singers being "boring" backstage, that doesn't matter. As long as they make good albums/live performances I don't really care how their daily life is.
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Yes, it doesn't really sound bad or something, it's just it would look better with real drums and sound more handmade. I mean, if he's playing it live with those pads, he could just do the same with a drumset.
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I agree, molkeebits, bit I think he does OK with it and at least does some stuff live/can improvise. On the other hand it's not like he was playing bongos in the acoustic version...he should probably learn to play real drums.
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Superbowl is so twothousand-and-late!

If you don't live in the US.
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I feel sorry for him ... lol

Stranger: how big are your tits?
You: you mean jugs?
Stranger: yeah
You: well
You: big enough to fill a bucket with milk
Stranger: pics
You: dariya1991@hotmail.com
You: see you there :)
Stranger: ok
Stranger: (:
You: u added me?
Stranger: not yet
Stranger: i have to open it
You: ok
Stranger: there
You: cool
Stranger: can i see your jugs?
You: wait i'm putting the cam on
You: can you see my pic?
You: some people can't
Stranger: you didn't accept yet
You: hmm
You: hold on a sec
Stranger: ok
Stranger: did you accept yet?
You: yes but it seems there's a problem
You: i have no idea
Stranger: does it say im online?
You: no that's why i'm worried about
You: though i did accept it shows you offline
Stranger: am i bloocked?
Stranger: blocked*
You: nope
Stranger: i sent one again
You: ok
You: are you holding anything?
Stranger: what do you mean?
You: well..
Stranger: ?
You: i will have to go for now
Stranger: why
You: i have to hang out with some friends
Stranger: send a picture through email quickly?
You: i will do later
Stranger: do you have a picture on your computer
Stranger: ?
You: no only on msn
You: i have set it so it appears only this one wherever i login
Stranger: why dont you get your friends to come over and play with eachother?
You: i don't know it it's possible today but where do you live at?
Stranger: in canadad
Stranger: canada*
You: more specifically?
Stranger: ontario
Stranger: tell me where you live?
You: quebec :)
Stranger: i've been there before. (:
You: cool
Stranger: can you drag the picture into this chat?
You: how?
Stranger: do you have your msn picture saved on your computer?
You: unfortunately no
Stranger: can you take a picture quick?
You: well i gotta go
You: i will see you later
You: by the way how old are you?
Stranger: how big are they?
Stranger: and im 16
You: well big enough :P
You: not too big but big
Stranger: bra size?
You: 25
Stranger: send a pic
You: of what?!
Stranger: you
You: how lol
You: i gotta rush
Stranger: do it really quick
You: cant
Stranger: take off your shirt and take a pic really quick
Stranger: with your webcam
You: lol
You: im not superman
You: or superwoman
Stranger: please? (:
You: i will take as much pics as you want but not now :(
You: they are calling me
You: i m late
Stranger: fine
You: will see you later babe :D
Stranger: i wanna fuck you
You: :P
Stranger: my cock is so hard
Stranger: one pic
You: i think i can do something for ya
Stranger: ?
You: wait
Stranger: ok
Stranger: ?
You: but you said you re in ontario
You: nvm
Stranger: damn
You: i could tell you where we are about to go
You: but anyway
Stranger: take one pic
Stranger: please
You: too late sorry
You: turning off
Stranger: fuck
You: indeed xD
You: bye :)
Stranger: i wanna see your tits
You: you will
You: later
Stranger: how
You: i ll try and do something with ms
You: msn
You: but pls i m in a hurry
Stranger: will you show me everything?
You: you shouldnt even ask that
You: ofc
Stranger: ok
You: bye
Stranger: bye
You have disconnected.
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Seriously, what country do you live in where the assignment is to build a lava lamp out of recycled materials?
Also, I'd stick with DRs advice of a 40 watt bulb. First of all if you use 120 its not going to work, it will be too hot. Second, I think you need to stay as cautious as possible, especially since you're asking random people on the internet on how to do something like this... and "upgrading" to a 120watt bulb just doesn't seem very cautious.
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Nah, I'm way larger around the waist

But seriously, idk why burgers are discriminated so much. I guess cuz people associate them with fast food? Idk... I couldn't live without burgers though.
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Here's what Windows thought I said:
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Getting drafted is just something that happens when you live in Israel. They have mandatory military service. A lot of people don't end up in actual military work though.
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sprinkles said:
Rockbomb said:
aaronjer said:
I'll bet you say that to all the girls.

>Implying I've ever seen a real live girl.

What about movie chick?

Probably a man in disguise.
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Rockbomb said:
aaronjer said:
I'll bet you say that to all the girls.

>Implying I've ever seen a real live girl.

What about movie chick?
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aaronjer said:
I'll bet you say that to all the girls.

>Implying I've ever seen a real live girl.
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I don't know why, but the *only* Bodom album I like is Tokyo Warhearts, the live album. It's amazing, but I don't like any of the studio albums...wtf...
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Superjer doesn't live under the bed. He lives in the bushes outside of aaronjer's house, tricking unsuspecting passers-by.
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According to that video is the problem. There is a theory, like a framework, called String Theory. It purports that in some way the Universe has more spatial dimensions than we can easily observe. Some formulations say ten, others eleven, and there is one that says twenty-six, though only if you are rotating to the right.

Mate de Vita is being a bit sneaky, he was not necessarily talking about spatial dimensions. For instance, finite bodies, essentially anything of normal human size on Earth, live in a six-dimensional space. They have three co-ordinates describing their position relative to some origin and another three describing their rotation, relative to same. If you have two such objects, you can describe them in a twelve-dimensional space. Mathematicians also frequently consider objects in systems with many spatial degrees, it makes life interesting.

As another example, consider a quantum system where the end observation can be one of six different events. You can model that system with a six-dimensional vector, assigning probabilities to the different outcomes. If you then take this to any "normal" size, the end options are basically infinite, so you have an infinite-dimensional vector. This is also known as your run-of-the-mill function.
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Stranger: BORED
You: SAME
Stranger: THE PEOPLE DONT LIKE STRANGER TALK
You: YEAH WHY
You: THEY ASK ASL AND SHIT
Stranger: SOME PEOPLE LIKE SEX LANGUAGE
You: YEAH
Stranger: I DONT LIKE THAT I AM A BEST FRIEND SHIP ONLY
You: WHAT DO YOU MEAN
Stranger: U KNOW "FRIEND SHIP IS A BLESSING"
You: KINDA
Stranger: WHAT/
You: IT IS NOT EXACTLY
You: BUT WHAT'S YOUR PROB
Stranger: YEA
Stranger: I AM A CIVIL ENGINNER
You: COOL
Stranger: WHAT IS U R PROB
You: NOT MUCH
Stranger: KK
Stranger: I AM SHARING MY MIND WITH U
You: YOU CAN,I DON'T HAVE A PROBLEM WITH THAT
Stranger: SEND ME U R GMAIL ID I PROMISS NOT CHEATINGU
Stranger: I SWEAR
You: hey wait
You: i m male
Stranger: OK NO PRBLEM I AMN SEARCHINDG GIRLS IN OMEGLE
You: I'M SEARCHING RANDOM PEOPLE
Stranger: U R MY BEST FRIEND
You: OKAY
Stranger: U LOVE MY FRIEND SHIP?
You: I DON'T KNOW
Stranger: WHY/
You: WELL
Stranger: U R A GRADUATE?
You: YOU ARE SEARCHING FOR A RELATIONSHIP SO I DON'T KNOW
You: KINDA
Stranger: NO NEVER ONLY FOR A FRIEND SHIP
You: OKAY
Stranger: THEN MY NAME IS aju ajeesh
You: MINE IS haris
Stranger: OK U R A INDIAN
You: NO
You: THIS IS SPARTA
You: YOU KNOW?
Stranger: SOORY
Stranger: OK ADD ME TO U
You: I DON'T USE GMAIL VERY MUCH
You: I USE SKYPE THOUGH
Stranger: DONT U HAVE A MAIL ID
Stranger: YET
You: I DON'T USE THESE STUFF
Stranger: THEN..
Stranger: I WANT TO CONTACT WITH MAIL..
Stranger: PLS MAKE A MAIL ID
You: MSN?
Stranger: ANY MAIL..
You: VELZEVOOL@LIVE.COM
Stranger: I HAVAE NO MSN..
You: HM
You: K
You: MYSELFTHEPAINTER@GMAIL.COM
Stranger: OK I WILL SEND A MAIL NW??
You: I GUESS
You: BUT I AM NOT ONLINE NOW
You: WHEN I GO HOME
Stranger: PLS OPEN UR MAIL..
You: OKAY
Stranger: U CAN SEE MY MAIL VERY SOON..
You: OK SEND ME
You: WHAT ARE YOU GOING TO SEND?
You: OK I SHIT ON MY PANTS
You: TELL ME
You: I M DYIN
Stranger: hello..
You: ΗΕΥ
Stranger: i have send to ur live id...
Stranger: pls check
You: ΟΚ
Stranger: did u got?
Stranger: if got ..
Stranger: pls reply me??
You: wait
You: what is this
You: OH YOU RE TRYING TO HACK MEH
You: NOOOOOOOOOO
Stranger: wot??
Stranger: wot happen u??
You: HACKER GET AWAY!
Stranger: i have a send only a picture mail...
You: IF I OPEN IT YOU WILL GET PASSWORDS FROM MEH
You: see?nice try btw
Stranger: ok yar..
Stranger: u have lost agood frnd...
Stranger: good bye....
You: :(
You: bye
Stranger: take care..
You: you too
Stranger: dont be affraid
You: ok
You: so i open it
Stranger: is it?
You: anti-virus says
Stranger: says...
You: trojan
Stranger: wich antivirus...
You: avira
Stranger: u r mad man..
Stranger: u have got
You: lol
You: why
Stranger: suspicious decese...
You: hm
You: then i ll tell you what
You: upload it on youtube
Stranger: wot..
You: yep
Stranger: ??/
You: add the picture in windows movie maker
You: make it movie
You: upload it
Stranger: ok...
Stranger: i will..
Stranger: but not nw...
You: ok
Stranger: its time to go...
Stranger: tomarrow iwill send a url..
Stranger: ok...
You: ok
You: why not now?
Stranger: thats not for a proof...
Stranger: its time too late...yar....
You: come on
You: for a friend..
Stranger: o..
Stranger: yar////
Stranger: see u tommarrow....
You: kk
Stranger: can u allow to chat in ur live id...
You: i don't have it installed
Stranger: ok yar good bye...
Stranger: last question...
You: ok
Stranger: are u amae????
You: amae?
Stranger: male??
You: yes
Stranger: no...
Stranger: ur lying,,,
Stranger: ok good night
You: ok
Stranger: i will miss u
You: me too
Stranger: send me reply to my mail
You: okay
Stranger: BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
You: bye
Stranger: SWEET DREAMS
You: you too
Stranger: HAVE A GOOD DAY
You: HAPPY EASTER
Stranger: I LOVE MY FRIENDS AND MY FRIEND SHIP
You: YAH SHIT'S CRAZY
Stranger: BYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
You: BYE
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
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Runetribe said:

sprinkles said:
penis

???


Never hunger
Never prosper
I have fallen prey to failure

Struggle within
Triggered again
Now the candle burns at both ends

Twisting under schizophrenia
Falling deep into dementia

Old habits reappear
Fighting the fear of fear
Growing conspiracy
Everyone's after me
Frayed ends of sanity
Hear them calling
Hear them calling me

Birth of terror
Death of much more
I'm the slave of fear, my captor

Never warnings
Spreading its wings
As I wait for the horror she brings

Loss of interest, question, wonder
Waves of fear, they pull me under

Old habits reappear
Fighting the fear of fear
Growing conspiracy
Everyone's after me
Frayed ends of sanity
Hear them calling
Hear them calling me

Into ruin
I am sinking
Hostage of a nameless feeling

Hell is set free
Flooded I'll be
Feel the undertow inside me

Height, hell, time, haste, terror, tension
Life, death, want, waste, mass depression

Old habits reappear
Fighting the fear with fear
Growing conspiracy
Myself is after me
Frayed ends of sanity
Hear them calling
Frayed ends of sanity
Hear them calling
Hear them calling me


Damn those fuckers really need to play this song live, along with fixxxer and where the wild things are.
dude your like...stuck in 1998


get some better music

i dont like music that tells there opinions like soad
soad said:
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison,
They're trying to build a prison, (for you and me to live in)
Another prison system,
Another prison system,
Another prison system. (for you and me to live in)

Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
You don't even flinch
All our taxes paying for your wars
Against the new non-rich,
Minor drug offenders fill your prisons
You don't even flinch
All our taxes paying for your wars
Against the new non-rich,



all you need to do is
Truck
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SRAW said:
And I'm pretty sure most everyone in this forum knows where mallorca is

Seriously, you're wrong. You live in europe, you know where it is. Down Rodeo knows where it is since he also lives in Europe. And Molkman, perhaps some other as well but Americans usually don't know what/where Mallorca is.

So, American Superjar users, tell meh.

And, SRAW, edit your post to remove the actual location
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So, if you haven't heard yet, there is an organization called COICA (combating online infringement and counterfeits act), and they are about to pass a bill that will allow the US government to censor the internet, as places like China and Iran do. Rather than telling about it myself, there's a good article about it here.

Also, if you are in the US you can sign a petition against it, here.




On a side note, while I'm against them censoring the internet, I also think this could be awesome if they do this. For one, if they start taking down sites like youtube everyone is gonna go crazy, and it'll be hilarious. Two, I think this would be a great opportunity to start up a "new internet"... get rid of all the ISP's, and start setting up small connections within neighborhoods/cities/towns, then the towns can start connecting, then the states, then we launch a satellite and reconnect with the other countries. It'd take a while, but I think it would be a good thing. Not only would everyone get free internet, but while we're still in the process of bulding this "new internet" people will have to rely more on each other, businesses will have to work hard and do good work to get customers instead of just paying for ads on google, and I think it will make this country a better place to live.

Well enough of my rambling, what are your thoughts on this?
Truck
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Since apparently nobody but Mate actually read this I'm going to have to repeat it several times:

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)

Rockbomb said:
(yes I do realize that this means more people will know how to make hacks... but I don't care <3)


You all know that that is far worse than hacking. Even having that attitude and being too lazy to finish making hacks makes one deserving of a skydive without a parachute. People who think like that shouldn't be allowed to live.
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It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. You wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.
Truck
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George Carlin said:
Religion has convinced people that there’s an invisible man…living in the sky, who watches everything you do every minute of every day. And the invisible man has a list of ten specific things he doesn’t want you to do. And if you do any of these things, he will send you to a special place, of burning and fire and smoke and torture and anguish for you to live forever, and suffer and burn and scream until the end of time. But he loves you. He loves you and he needs money.

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I don't actually think about who would or wouldn't like a song when I listen to it. That seems totally alien to me. If I'm playing a game I'll think about who might like it so I can play it with them. Listening to music isn't something that requires more than one person.


the_cloud_system said:
EDIT: with that sead i mean, if you throw shit to hungerey dogs they will eat it, no mater what, they will scrutinize it. but label it off as "new pop" sell it off and blow it up as "rebel music"


its a sad generation we live in...


I go back to what I just said about how well music is received by the target audience.

Analyzing music any further about originality, repetitiveness or how it holds up with music theory falls under the field of being a pretentious douche.
aaronjer said:
Well, I guess that's where we disagree. To me, the success of any art form is determined by how well it is received by the target audience. That is the only factor with any meaning at all.

i thought i could google it and it would come up but atlas, no...


(i remember there was kidnagardner art being stolen by teachers and passed as "art", it was all over the news n shit)

EDIT: with that sead i mean, if you throw shit to hungerey dogs they will eat it, no mater what, they will scrutinize it. but label it off as "new pop" sell it off and blow it up as "rebel music"


its a sad generation we live in...
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When are you going to make the live action version, and can I be the blue Wizzrobe?
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Happy b-day. I'd go have a drink with you, but I don't think you live anywhere near me.
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aaronjer said:
buq25 said:
@Aaronjer, what I don't like about CRT is that it emitts a bright tone all the time it's turned on. Kinda sucks since it increases my tinnitus.


Okay, you're going to have to explain exactly what you mean here. To be clear, this is in no way an argument that you should use CRTs. Are you talking about a sound or a visual effect here? Bright means you're seeing it, but tone could be either visual or audio... and tinnitus is an ear problem. Are you actually seeing something that causes ringing in your ears, or did you just use a really inappropriate word there?

That was probably a very bad use of word, yeah. The Swedish version of the word would work correctly. My tinnitus is a... Yeah... "High pitched" tone that never stops. Is that better? It's a really great TV screen otherwise but it's really annoying.

@Cloudy, 20$ yardsale screens would be awesome but where I live there's not many yard sales, and the ones that are is just a bunch of old chairs and stuff, atleast 50 years. Otherwise would a 20$ screen be really awesome.

@RockBomb, Nah, thanks. My mom thinks we can get it fixed/get a new one. Otherwise will I probably buy an actual computer screen for like 50-60$ at blocket.se

Just because I wonder, does anyone know what the cord between the screen and the computer is named? Does it have a name?
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You see, Chrome's 'sandbox' is that it runs multiple process and lots of threads. If you knew anything about programming you would realize how hard it is to invoke something from another thread. So basically, you can have a malicious site on one tab, and all your important, confidential information on another tab. The malicious site is not granted access to the information on any other tab, thus you are safe. The same goes for the processes.
The people at Google said:
Google Chrome's multi process architecture allows for a lot of flexibility in the way we do security. The entire HTML rendering and JavaScript execution is isolated to its own class of processes; the renderers. These are the ones that live in the sandbox. We expect to work in the near future with the plug-in vendors to securely sandbox them as well.


http://blog.chromium.org/2008/10/new-approach-to-browser-security-google.html
http://blog.chromium.org/2008/11/understanding-phishing-and-malware.html
http://blog.chromium.org/2010/01/security-in-depth-new-security-features.html
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I'm here to make you bored again!


You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Official messages from Omegle will not be sent with the label 'Stranger:'. Strangers claiming to represent Omegle are lying.
You: I am a ninja!
You: I can make you pregnant without you knowing it½!
You: !*
Stranger: das cool!
You: Yah
Stranger: do it then sire
Stranger: sir*
You: You are.
You: It takes about 2 months before you start noticing it
Stranger: I observe the tampon up my vag.
Stranger: it has not moved
You: So you think! I'm so fast that you didn't notice even that!
You: And I'm so gentle that you didn't feel the change!
You: I'm so badass I can do it over the internet with somebody that I don't know who it is
Stranger: whats your name?
You: If I told you, I would have to kill you
Stranger: I think I know you
You: Aha, who am I?
Stranger: brb
You: Sure
Stranger: back
You: Interresting
Stranger: did you do it again?
Stranger: :o
You: Yes
You: It will now be twins
Stranger: aw damn!
You: Or, 12 kids since ninjas don't make less than 6 kids per time
Stranger: oh
Stranger: my poor vahjayjay
Stranger: :(
You: no worries about that
You: They will jumb straight out of your belly when they're done
Stranger: ah, good :D
You: You'll die, but your vagi will be allright
Stranger: well thats all that matters :D
You: :D
Stranger: so..
Stranger: mr ninja
Stranger: hows it hanging?
You: Upside down, inside you
You: Slowly crawling upwards
Stranger: hmm
Stranger: okay
Stranger: just warn me
You: For... THIS?
You: Guess not
Stranger: ...you killed me
You: I made you pregnant, again
You: 18 kids
Stranger: oh damn
You: I agree
You: Want 24?
Stranger: no
Stranger: thanks
You: Aww
You: Oh, you didn't loose your virginity because of this
Stranger: oh?
You: Excactly
Stranger: AWESOME
You: I know
You: I can read minds
Stranger: what am i thinking
Stranger: GUESS MY NAME
You: Your name is...
You: Well, I would say it but this website i being watched
You: If I said it, anti ninjas would kill you to remove the 24 ninjas inside you
Stranger: :C
You: Yes, 24. I don't take a no for an answer
Stranger: oh noes.
You: Ooor... now 30
You: Your going to have troubles walking
Stranger: I'm having troubles now :c
You: Be happy that they will leave at 3 monts and the other 6 months in total pain before the training
You: Or, not
Stranger: :o
Stranger: I WILL PROTECT THEM
You: THEN THEY WILL KILL YOU FOR STANDING IN THEIR WAY
Stranger: no they wont
Stranger: they will love me
Stranger: :D
You: :D
You: Perhaps...
You: But what if they inflict the pain, to themselves?!
Stranger: then thats thier problem
You: ... You love your babies...
Stranger: yep ;]
You: [[]]
You: It's a car!
You: A ninja car!
You: It will make you shit transformer babies!
Stranger: NOOOO!!!!
You: yeees
Stranger: my cat's so cool.
Stranger: well, both of them are
Stranger: THEY WILL STOP YOU
You: Your cat is going to have cat/human ninja babies!
You: The other cat ran away when I tried =(
Stranger: he's a guy
You: Well, I'm a super awesome ninja
Stranger: the lady one's the most ninjarest
You: I can make guys pregnant aswell
You: If I couldn't, the anti ninjas would have killed all female humans so there would be no more ninjas
Stranger: make my brother prenant
You: He is
Stranger: good
Stranger: :D
You: :D
Stranger: sometimes
Stranger: I wish
Stranger: I had a penis
You: Then your stupid
You: You have no IDEA how easy it is to accidently put your penis in the toaster
Stranger: hmm
Stranger: I guess I never thought about that
Stranger: but
Stranger: with a penis
Stranger: you can piss out of windows
You: ...
You: That's your meaning of life?
You: "I want to live, so I can piss out if a window!"
You: Well, got to go.
You have disconnected.
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Well, I rarely use anything else, and we're definitely not using Facebook. In fact I might have deleted Windows Live Messenger...
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If you have a host booter and about 100 zombies then you could cause lag, but host booters works efficiently on a host without a dedicated server. Possibly kicking them off the internet for a few minutes, mainly used on Xbox Live.
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Down Rodeo said:
I plan to live forever, so really I'm being selfish.

lolsome
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I plan to live forever, so really I'm being selfish.
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Down Rodeo said:
What I'm trying to say is that some people live unnecessary lives and I wish they'd simply die :)


The rest was too boring to quote.
But I agree. Lets kill everybody on earth, except me and 1.9... billion people.
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Reading threads like that makes me depressed. Honestly. There are 6 billion people in the world; if we all lived like the average American then we'd need three planet Earths. Therefore the world population should be 2 billion, assuming we all live like Americans; if we all lived in tiny cubes and never travelled more than ten miles I'm certain we could get 10 billion.

What I'm trying to say is that some people live unnecessary lives and I wish they'd try to improve them :)
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When I'm raging I just take of all my clothes and jump in the ocean. I live within leaping distance of an ocean, so it works well.
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SolidKAYOS said:
I live in such a shitty town it probably wont even come here..like last air-bender and predator.. Even though i heard air-bender didn't do well.

I can't put out my personal opinion as I haven't seen either, but I heard that both of those movies sucked.
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I live in such a shitty town it probably wont even come here..like last air-bender and predator.. Even though i heard air-bender didn't do well.
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As regards taking what I could get, I guess so, were I to go out with a woman I would not place too much of a focus on how large her chest was.

I love California, I don't think I could live there, but I definitely want to holiday there again.
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Down Rodeo said:
Ohmigod, superjer should totally include support for columns.


fedex _ said:
ok i had this weird ass dream that all these people where following me for no reason and i all looked at them and said why are all you people are following me , am i someone famous or a ghost please tell me , they just stood there and are not answering me , so i walk in to this place and i see all the people are just standing there behind this gate and not daring to come past it . so i walk in this place and ask this man that was siting down on a chair and he seen me and said , your not like one of them. and i askedthis weird man what do you mean ,he said these people are like zombies they deal with only each other , and dont bother talkin to outsiders . and i said to him so then why you are the only one talkin to me . he says cause i aint like one of them . i threaten all of them and said if you dare come past this gate i will kill all of yous , and they all walked away from my house , so i was just payin attention to this man , and then i asked him how can i get back home , he asked me where do you come from. i told him california . he tells me well get used to this town , cause once your here you cannever leave , just like me the man told me . and i started to freak out and asked him why i cannot leave here i need to go back home to my family and friends . he said look what happend to me , u think i want to live here , i cannot leave for no money in the world , i been stuck in this god forsaken town for 35 years and i cannot leave . so then i calmed down and kept talkin to this man , then i asked him why we cannot leave , he says ........ and that when i woked up and kept tellin my self what kinda fucked up dream was that...

Ok on my xbox live gamertag xXJigsaw23Xx I got my brother to set up the email address for it and now I have no way of knowing the password to it and I really need it so anybody know if they could like hack into it?
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fedex _ said:
ok i had this weird ass dream that all these people where following me for no reason and i all looked at them and said why are all you people are following me , am i someone famous or a ghost please tell me , they just stood there and are not answering me , so i walk in to this place and i see all the people are just standing there behind this gate and not daring to come past it . so i walk in this place and ask this man that was siting down on a chair and he seen me and said , your not like one of them. and i asked this weird man what do you mean , he said these people are like zombies they deal with only each other , and dont bother talkin to outsiders . and i said to him so then why you are the only one talkin to me . he says cause i aint like one of them . i threaten all of them and said if you dare come past this gate i will kill all of yous , and they all walked away from my house , so i was just payin attention to this man , and then i asked him how can i get back home , he asked me where do you come from. i told him california . he tells me well get used to this town , cause once your here you can never leave , just like me the man told me . and i started to freak out and asked him why i cannot leave here i need to go back home to my family and friends . he said look what happend to me , u think i want to live here , i cannot leave for no money in the world , i been stuck in this god forsaken town for 35 years and i cannot leave . so then i calmed down and kept talkin to this man , then i asked him why we cannot leave , he says ........ and that when i woked up and kept tellin my self what kinda fucked up dream was that...

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ok i had this weird ass dream that all these people where following me for no reason and i all looked at them and said why are all you people are following me , am i someone famous or a ghost please tell me , they just stood there and are not answering me , so i walk in to this place and i see all the people are just standing there behind this gate and not daring to come past it . so i walk in this place and ask this man that was siting down on a chair and he seen me and said , your not like one of them. and i asked this weird man what do you mean , he said these people are like zombies they deal with only each other , and dont bother talkin to outsiders . and i said to him so then why you are the only one talkin to me . he says cause i aint like one of them . i threaten all of them and said if you dare come past this gate i will kill all of yous , and they all walked away from my house , so i was just payin attention to this man , and then i asked him how can i get back home , he asked me where do you come from. i told him california . he tells me well get used to this town , cause once your here you can never leave , just like me the man told me . and i started to freak out and asked him why i cannot leave here i need to go back home to my family and friends . he said look what happend to me , u think i want to live here , i cannot leave for no money in the world , i been stuck in this god forsaken town for 35 years and i cannot leave . so then i calmed down and kept talkin to this man , then i asked him why we cannot leave , he says ........ and that when i woked up and kept tellin my self what kinda fucked up dream was that...
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FallingShit said:
been ther i live in virginia lol


When I read that it said "Better then a live vagina"

been ther i live in virginia lol
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Haha, well, I like the diversity of mods that the game offers. You could spend tons of money on games like nba live, madden, and stuff like that, or you could spend $6 and get them all, and as shitty as the plugins might be it's actually quite fun most of the time, heh.
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Rockbomb said:
I live in Colorado, that oil isn't coming anywhere near me. So yeah, I don't care

You tempt me to change the situation.

(Operation Colorado Slick START)
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I live in Colorado, that oil isn't coming anywhere near me. So yeah, I don't care
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Those crack heads that live down the street, they gave me some shrooms.
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Ah yes, another dream quashed by my apparent inability to turn my ringer back on after work...for several consecutive days. Do you get textual? How's tonight looking for CarlitoJamz? Give me a call/s&ms and we can live the dream. I'll *probably* remember to turn my ringer back on today.
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Quote:
A oday I am proud of my life, not necessarily everything I've done in a certain specific time, but basically I can say I am proud yes. I accept entirely what I am, I give the picture and everything that goes with it. You know, I'm no fool and I know many things that are said about me, I know I'm not really liked here either, and above all I pretend to be the biggest whore of all the games, to what appears I would be a "garage dick, yeah, I would keep the legs apart and never close them. Before her I was doing wrong, I cried and I was even worse than that. But I think that by dint of being insulted in this way, Quench. Yes I believe that everything I do is purely the reflected when I arrived Saturday, November 22, 2008 at 2:05 am precisely we I immediately felt as if you were not like the others you were directly addressed way. I admit I make mistakes, big mistakes even the worse of it has been losing the father of my son. My first love, my love. I made three huge crap in my life, well I'd say two and yet I'm up. But know that I lived six months with him. Six key me in my life. And for that I can not thank him enough.

" I have a sad smile? Uh yeah ... "

At present my head high, I'm happy again, I have fun and I cheeks again. I smile again, I again desire to live, the desire to advance in life. But at what price? Life smile at me again after I left the abyss into which I fall. In a pathetic life I've been a life dream. Yes, I have a wonderful husband whom I love more than madness itself, two wonderful son and two children that I love my husband too, great friends who are always there for me when my morale is low and of course the love of my life without whom I am nothing, my better half, the first in my heart, my twin sister. If I smile even now it is thanks to them you know. Without them my life would have meaning, it is unreasonable and I would do anything in this world so cruel to some and for others magical. This world in which we all live now, and you're all spirits to destroy because of all your bullshit. Only me, I'm proud of what I built and I have what it takes to get to live as simply as possible. And you?
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We actually live 30 minutes from each other.

superjer said:
sprinkles said:
Programming languages only; HTML, PHP, etc. don't count (they're scripting languages).


PHP is a programming language. HTML is a markup language.

I'm not sure what you meant by "scripting language" but I'm guessing you meant "markup."



I meant languages that you do not have to compile for it to run like batch, VBscript, HTML, etc.
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Exactly - its design choices really impact performance. Both Java and JS are object-oriented languages with verbose syntax though! They are slightly similar (obviously excluding the whole compilation thing). I'm at a position where I'm kind of happy with Java. I've been doing proper Javastuff for well over a year now and I'm at the stage where, although we have our differences, some things still piss me off immensely and sometimes it makes me sad, I can live with it. I accept it for what it is and use it accordingly :)
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SRAW said:
Killer-Duck said:
Cannibal Corpse?

Wow!!!

And dragonforce isn't chill music
and has anyone heard them(dragonforce) live?

I saw them live once, they were good, but not anything like I would have expected. They played the donkeykong country themesong as they were getting on the stage, rofl

aaronjer said:
Go play DPP or HGSS. THEY ARE MUCH SUPERIOR!

I grew up with the first gen pokemon, and I little of the second gen. After that I have no clue what any of the pokemon are, so its not as fun to play the newer games
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Killer-Duck said:
Cannibal Corpse?

Wow!!!

And dragonforce isn't chill music
and has anyone heard them(dragonforce) live?
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Rockbomb said:

I used to listen to metallica pretty often, and even went to see them live. But lately i can't stand to listen to them, every one of their songs sound exactly the same.


WHATTTTTTTT
I agree that st anger is one of the worst albums ever, and death magnetic was barely better, but saying everyone of their songs sound exactly the same, is like saying slipknot is good, since that isn't true.

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SRAW said:
Would fade to black by metallica be considered chill? since it's kinda soft...

edit: and also sanitarium by them

I used to listen to metallica pretty often, and even went to see them live. But lately i can't stand to listen to them, every one of their songs sound exactly the same.


SolidKAYOS said:
Theory of a dead man.

Theory of a deadman is good, and I listen to them every once in a while. But even though they are pretty slow, I don't find it very calming, hehe
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You know what's more satisfying than that? The knife in bcbc2! Now, it's certainly not as versatile as the knife in CS, as it only has a primary attack (who uses anything but secondary with the CS knife anyways, amirite?), but collecting dog tags every time you stab a bitch is very satisfying, as you can spend your idle time reminiscing about all the bitches you've stabbed. And now, in this thread, xbox 360 live ID's

I'm 'VerticalMammal' (randomly generated gamer tag for the win)

WHO ARE YOU?!
i never followed the subject cause im not that much as you think i am as all ways... you think... >.>

... my state is considering having non-profit Sellers at least 160~ in the state and if they live 50 miles more they can grow there own

sense i live 15 miles from a small town and 87 miles from a big city, we can grow our own (cause the law suggests 50+ miles from a seller place blah)...

im not particular exited about that cause now kids at school with think its uncool NOT to smoke, wiliest i encourage "not drugs, hugs"
21. tootsie pop how many licks it takes
22. fuck a migit
23. http://robotchicken.wikia.com/wiki/The_Nerd_in_Oz
24. live in the world of grand theft auto
25. throw dimes off a building
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Down Rodeo said:
Lovestruck! I've fallen for a lamppost


Do you live in Narnia now?
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We were actually having a party in the news anchor room, and there were news anchors cheering us on. It may have been live, I don't know. No condom either. It was just super wild.
...this public community service announcement and it is time for point counterpoint, we where talking about hillbillys and how they live in bumfuck nowhere, i brought 2 strangers to the conference and they both showed me there respectfull points

You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: Hey :)
You: hello sir
You: you are on point counterpoint
You: what are your opinions about hillbilleys

Stranger: first i'm a girl.. second they're stupid
You: good ancer
You: when have you seen a hillbilley?
You: roming the streets
You: in the car
You: or going to fast food?

Stranger: streets i guess
You: indeed they have
You: what is a general look for a hillbilley?

Stranger: ummm like a dumb looking cowboy..overalls, cowboy hate
Stranger: hat*
You: hmm
You: thank you for your time miss

Stranger: umm np
You have disconnected.

so i asked the other one
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hello sir
Stranger: hii
You: you are on point counterpoint
You: what are your opinions about hillbilleys

Your conversational partner has disconnected.

but shortley transvestite died of overabundance of gay

and now thank you for this public service announcement back to Pole Socking / Storm Chasing Olympium
You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hi
You: hi
Stranger: 18 f uk
You: 4 m finland
You: :D
Stranger: 4!
You: yah
Stranger: hmm....
You: just cause i can spell apple
You: ._.
You: :D
You: AT SKOOL
You: I DREW A PONEY
Stranger: as am I =P
You: IT WHENT NEHA
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hi
You: ._.
You: >.>
You: <.<
You: *sprays stuff on the wall*
You: *puts jizz marks on the bed with markers*
You: *wrights "the cake is a lie" on the wall*
You: *kills kenney alover agane*
You: *rapes boxes with box cutters*
You: your the best random stranger i had all day
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hi
You: FBI MOTHER FUCKER
You: JUMP OUT OF THE CAR NAO
You: OR YOUR BRAINS IS EVEREY WHERE
Stranger: FREEZE!!!
You: >:O
Stranger: Now give me some tropical fruit bubblelicious,.. and some skittles
You: >:S
You: IM ASKING THE......
You: skittles...
You: yum
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: OH WOW
You: ITS ANOTHER PERSON
You: HELP ME
Stranger: asl
You: THE DINOSAURS ARE KILLING EVEREY BODEY
Stranger: asl
Stranger: now
You: RAPING OUR MEN
You: BURNING OUR WOMEN
You: HELP
You: ARGHHHHHHHHHHH
Stranger: where the fuck do u live?
You: OH SWEET JESUS
You: THEYE KILLING ROBOCOP
You: D:
You: NO RO BO NO
Stranger: fuck u little fuck face
You: HELP ME
Stranger: i only fuck fuckers that like to talk about who they fucked last night
You: ARHJ
You: ITS EVEREY WHERE
You: ACID
Stranger: i wanna have a fuckin good time when all ur fucking doing is fucking tellin g me about fucking dinosaurs
You: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
Stranger: if i would u
You: GOD
You: HELP US ALL
Stranger: i would fuck someone while u could
You: ALA
You: JESUS
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hi hi hi
Stranger: m/f
You: does barney scare you?
You: do you wish you could be back in time?
You: can you telaport to a stone age?
Stranger: m/f
You: well nao intraducing
You: BLUE GEN
You: wiht speekers
You: and black mail
You: :D
Stranger: wtf! m/f
You: now your worreys about can food drives are over
You: be prepared for the holocause
You: cause if you dont
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: *sigh*
Stranger: a) boy wanting to talk to boy
b) boy wanting to talk to girl
c) boy wanting to talk to boy (horny)
d) boy wanting to talk to girl (horny)
e) girl wanting to talk to girl
f) girl wanting to talk to boy
g) girl wanting to talk to girl (horny)
h) girl wanting to talk to boy (horny)
You: *depressed*
You: *loneley*
You: *could care less*
You have disconnected.
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: BABBY DONT LOOK LKKE ME
You: HOW ARE BABBEY FORMED
You: ?
Stranger: :O
Stranger: YESSSSSS
You: HOW ARE BABBEY FORMED
Stranger: HOW DOTH BABBY FORMED
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
...oh wow
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
You: hi hi hi
You: hi
You: hi hi
You: ...
Stranger: hello hello hello
You: hi :D
You: hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: hi
You: it doesint say when to stop saying hi....
Stranger: hi
You: hi
Stranger: hi
You: hi
You: hi
You: hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: hi
Stranger: hi
You: hi
You: hi
You: hi
Stranger: hi
You: hi
You: hi
You: hi
You: hi
You: hio
You: hi
You: hi
Stranger: you're right
You: ;(
You: GOD HELP US
Your conversational partner has disconnected.
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...if you live in America.
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On MSN/Live/Messenger I'm superjer<AT>superjer.com I think.
http://listverse.com/2009/09/10/10-extremely-weird-religions/

this is #1 of 10

1)Nuwaubianism



Nuwaubianism is an umbrella term used to refer to the doctrines and teachings of the followers of Dwight York. The Nuwaubians originated as a Black Muslim group in New York in the 1970s, and have gone through many changes since. Eventually, the group established a headquarters in Putnam County, Georgia in 1993, which they have since abandoned. York is now in prison after having been convicted on money laundering and child molestation charges, but Nuwaubianism endures. York developed Nuwaubianism by drawing on a wide range of sources which include Theosophy-derived New Age movements such as Astara as well as the Rosicrucians, Freemasonry, the Shriners, the Moorish Science Temple of America, the revisionist Christianity & Islam and the Qadiani cult of Mirza Ghulam Ahmad, the numerology of Rashad Khalifa, and the ancient astronaut theories of Zecharia Sitchin. White people are said in one Nuwaubian myth to have been originally created as a race of killers to serve blacks as a slave army, but this plan went awry. Here is a list of some of the more unusual Nuwaubian beliefs:

1. It is important to bury the afterbirth so that Satan does not use it to make a duplicate of the recently-born child
2. Furthermore, some aborted fetuses survive their abortion to live in the sewers, where they are being gathered and organized to take over the world
3. People were once perfectly symmetrical and ambidextrous, but then a meteorite struck Earth and tilted its axis causing handedness and shifting the heart off-center in the chest
4. Each of us has seven clones living in different parts of the world
5. Women existed for many generations before they invented men through genetic manipulation
6. Homo sapiens is the result of cloning experiments that were done on Mars using Homo erectus
7. Nikola Tesla came from the planet Venus
8. The Illuminati have nurtured a child, Satan
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I didn't like the actor choice because the Hitman character in the games is based on an actual person and I don't like that it's not him. You can't have a live action Hitman movie without David Bateson. I mean, he's even an actor! What were they thinking?!

It is the same as be if somebody other than Patrick Stewart played Picard in First Contact. It just doesn't make any sense. It's a movie, therefore we'll use some other douchebag... duh-hurrr!
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Hey guys, i know i havent been on in a while but i need a favor.

I need help finding a quake live aimbot for free.

Help me out?
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SolidKAYOS said:
Whats that gatta do with windows live fail...?


Because, They never thought that their aliens would rape their sheep.
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Whats that gatta do with windows live fail...?
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Windows Live Fail

RockBomb and I were on msn and well....

Wait that sounded gay. Oh well.
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sprinkles said:
the_cloud_system said:
where the fuck do you guys live in fareytail land (neverland)


Well I was the teapot in "The Beauty and the Beast," so wherever that land is. I think its right next to OZ.


Interesting... I used to live in a teapot... but the neighbors kept trying to cover me in butter, so I got the hell outta there.
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the_cloud_system said:
where the fuck do you guys live in fareytail land (neverland)


Well I was the teapot in "The Beauty and the Beast," so wherever that land is. I think its right next to OZ.
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the_cloud_system said:
where the fuck do you guys live in fareytail land (neverland)

'Bout a block away from the gingerbread man.
where the fuck do you guys live in fareytail land (neverland)
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I live about 5-8 minutes from Manitou Springs, and can literally walk to the Garden of the Gods.
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sprinkles said:
Rockbomb said:


Whoa Rockbomb you're in Colorado Springs too?
We should hang some time.


Hell yeah
Where in the springs are you? I live like half a mile from Doherty high school.
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i just realized i never made another d2 charismatic other than a necromancer. i used to live barbeys
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Fuck you all. Up the ass. Wtf is so great about it? It just seemes like another example of Halo 3 from what i hear. It has some cool new things added to it than from the first one. But its the same damn thing. Why is this the only game i see all my friends playing on xbox live?

I cant get no one to play with me on l4d2 and i have to scowl around for hours trying to find a team that actually talks to me.
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Gah, lost my post. Human beings have reactions ~100 ms. Pings of 325 ms therefore put you at a severe disadvantage - you have far less time to deal with the presence of another player. On Xbox Live you can tell you're playing with someone on another continent because you got shot behind walls (they still see you in front of the wall), or the killcam shows you not firing a shot when you were in fact 5 bullets into a clip, or other such ridiculous, BPI-increasing things. MW2 is one of the worst offenders for this, but that's because the bit showing your death makes it so obvious. It's a shame as the multiplayer is otherwise top-notch. But yes, high latency = poor gaming.
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Because people who lag are at more of a disadvantage. For example, have you ever tried playing on Xbox live? They have bullets that follow you round corners. (OK not quite but you know what I mean.)
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I live in a planet. In a country. In a city. In a house. :P
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Sushi said:
And printed it and kept it in a safe place in my house. :P



So where do you live now?
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the_cloud_system said:
THEN YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO LIVE!!!!!!

Live? Never had a right since i joined this place.
THEN YOU HAVE NO RIGHT TO LIVE!!!!!!
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awkward....

You: hello
Stranger: hi
You: how are you?
Stranger: doing good, u?
Stranger: 15 m us Jordan btw
You: how is that relevant to the conversation?
Stranger: 15 years old, male, USA, Jordan
Stranger: JUST to let u kno
You: im pondering why i need to know that information?
Stranger: banana pudding
Stranger: is that alot more relavant?
You: are you going to give my your social security info too?
Stranger: ahahahahha hey man...or woman, just tryin to have a convo other than "how are you"
Stranger: and u could start making racist jokes and offending me without knowin im black
You: what?
Stranger: how old are you?
You: 17
Stranger: m/f
You: lampshade
Stranger: ahahahha nice
Stranger: so what scent are ur balls?
You: umm i dont know whether to continue with the lampshade fiasco or ask why you want to know what my nuts smell like...
Stranger: hmmmm, decisions decisions
Stranger: well if u aint gonna be serious, i wont be
Stranger: so ARE U A GIRL OR BOY?
You: imma dude
Stranger: thank you
Stranger: ...and what country/state, u kno
You: usa, rush, colorado
You: you?
Stranger: USA massachusetts
Stranger: ahahahah this is exciting
Stranger: cya
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

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You: hello
Stranger: PLEASE HOLD WHILE WE GET YOUR CONTACT DETAILS
Stranger: HELLO BY THE WAY
Stranger: THANK-YOU ALL IS COMPLETE
You: thats a great opening line
Stranger: WANKER
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Now, I'm not much good with html, but I am pretty sure its not storing my info; since, its not even on my computer. The only 'contact details' I have on my pc is my ip. Well that and my computers name is Sprinkles, however, I don't think you can get very far with that info.

:::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

Stranger: hi
You: hello
Stranger: m/f?
You: lampshade
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::::

You: hello
Stranger: Hi
Stranger: how are you doing?
You: I am good, and yourself?
Stranger: good
Stranger: where are you from?
You: my mothers womb
You: you?
Stranger: clever
Stranger: I'm from canada
You: canada has a uterus?
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

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You learn something new everyday.....


You: hello
Stranger: well
Stranger: hi
Stranger: whats up?
You: not much at all, you?
Stranger: ok, thats nice
Stranger: the same here
Stranger: thinking of going to bed
You: what time is it there?
Stranger: 11:14 pm
Stranger: and there?
You: 6:14 pc
You: pm*
Stranger: ok
Stranger: so where do u live?

You: your in england are you not?
Stranger: no, sweden
Stranger: almost right
Stranger: and u?
You: usa
Stranger: ok, coo
You: east coast
Stranger: nice
You: hows the weather there?
Stranger: cold, dark and rainy
Stranger: hate it
Stranger: and there?
You: complete opposite
You: bright warm and sunny
Stranger: oh, u fag
You: sorry
Stranger: want that..
Stranger: haha it's ok
Stranger: how old are you?
You: 17 and you?
Stranger: haha
Stranger: 17 to
Stranger: or, in a week..
You: oh the irony
You: well in jan i will be 18
Stranger: nice
You: i remember when i used to be 16
You: oh so long ago
You: lol
Stranger: haha
Stranger: u are so old now
Stranger: and i'm young and fresh
You: i know i have a beard and everything
Stranger: haha cool
Stranger: well, at least i have hair under my arms
Stranger: haha
You: and in two years it will be everywhere
Stranger: :(
Stranger: whats ur hobbys man?
You: snowboarding, counter strike, and making fun of people
You: yours?
Stranger: haha, that sounds like a typical swedish guy
Stranger: well, skateboarding, music, and party
You: well my heritage is scottish
Stranger: pretty close
You: scotlands close to sweden aint it>'
Stranger: kind of
You: ive never been good with geography
Stranger: haha
Stranger: u know hiton?
You: nope
Stranger: swedish CS player, are or was the best in the world
You: i will have to look it up now
You: thanks
You: sorry him
Stranger: haha ok
You: but i have to go feed my horses now
Stranger: sorry spelled wrong
Stranger: heaton
Stranger: HeaToN
You: ok, but imma go now
Stranger: ok
Stranger: PZ

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You: hi
Stranger: I LOVE YOU
You: i love you too
Stranger: I LOVE YOU MORE
You: me 2!
Stranger: oh great xD u wanna marry me?
You: YEA
You: OHHH YES
Stranger: well b4 we get in such a serious relationship, i'd like to know, WHAT ARE YOU?
You: well u tell me first
Stranger: i'm a purple dinosaur with a pumkin that has a purple penis
Stranger: i havent selected my gender yet
You: lol
Stranger: :D
Stranger: so wat r u?
You: i am a pink monkey with a huge penis and i like to throw shit at ppl
Stranger: :D i like that
You: lol it gets u hot?
Stranger: MMMHMM
You: well anything else i should know?
Stranger: uh huh :D i live in ur pantz part time as a hairdresser
You: thats kool
You: i knew there was sombody down there
Stranger: ikr
Stranger: :D it was me
You: OMG!
You: lol
You: NO WAY
Stranger: YES WAY
Stranger: and my cousin Barney lives there too
You: ya hes my asshole
Stranger: :D and my brother tinky winky too
You: ya umm u suck
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i think i went full gay
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If you choose to read this one... Then you are on your own..
But you should read it.
Seriously read it....

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You: hi!
Stranger: hi
You: Oh mai!
You: You saw that girl last night wearing hot pants
You: she thought she was like..
You: Some kind of
You: Aaronjer
You: That's weird
You: Then she come over to me like this
You: Yo wanna get hunged up
You: i said no
You: So
You: you are one of those silence guys
You: i like silence guys
You: you can steal their money with out they are yelling "THief!"
You: Thats kewl
You: where do you live?

You: Finland
You: oh cool
You: me too
You: no actually i dont live there
You: You survived for 2:48
You: soo
You: Tell me about yourself?
You: Okay your 10 seconds is gone
You: Now its my turn
You: I like boobies
You: I like stuff
You: and all those things
You: You know what?
You: This was an interesting converstation
You: I said was beacuse
You: Ye you can propably figure it out
You: But you are silenced guy
You: So to be sure
You: Goodbye sir!
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Well, this one wasn't really that funny but it was one of the longer ones I've had:


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Stranger: salutations
You: hi, you wanna go?
Stranger: go where?
You: oh, you know what I mean
Stranger: haha, i could be a grizzled old man
You: yeah, those are my favorite type
Stranger: man, sorry to disappoint then
You: so you're not one then?
Stranger: sadly no
You: damn
Stranger: so im sure you're not interested
You: nah, I still am
You: just not as much
You: so asl?
Stranger: seventeen, female, scotland
Stranger: right back at you
You: 117, something in between, somewhere in the western part of the Milkiway
Stranger: now i feel dead boring
You: yeah, a lot of people do around me
Stranger: well, i am... THE BATMAN
Stranger: but don't spread it around
You: what, you have a bat instead of a weaner?
Stranger: no, i am a troubled angst ridden billionaire who aims to rid gotham of its crime epidemic
Stranger: pfffft
You: awesome
You: the hell does 'who' mean?
Stranger: 'who' is a relative pronoun to introduce a clause when the antecedent is a person or persons or one to whom personality is attributed
You: ok, now I understand
Stranger: glad to help
You: btw, wanna hear something funny?
Stranger: hit me
You: damn, I forgot what I wanted to say
You: I am after all 117 years old
You: I'm getting a bit senile
Stranger: haha, yeah, i hear that happens
Stranger: are you in pretty good shape for your age?
You: yeah, I am as a matter of fact
You: because I eat healthy and exercise weekly
You: also I'm not really 117 years old
Stranger: oh
You: I'm actually 116.8920 years old
You: give or take a few decades
Stranger: how much is a few decades?
You: about 10 of them
You: a little less actually
Stranger: well, im sure you're rocking the aged n wise look
Stranger: hows the weather in the western milky way?
You: starry mostly
You: it does rain comets every now and then though
Stranger: drops of jupiter?
You: yeah, mostly
You: you wouldn't believe what the people who used to live there left on the planet
You: you get all sorts of stuff from these comet showers
You: a few weeks ago a marble nearly broke my spine
You: because it was located inside a three-storey building that fell on my back
Stranger: im wondering why we're on omegle
Stranger: mabye we should go talk to real people?
You: so you're not a real person then?
You: well, don't worry, I'm not one either, so you were basically right
You: now if you'll excuse me, I have to go jump out a window of the aforementioned three-storey building
You: 42>9000
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http://omegle.com/
to make them wana


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You: HI
Stranger: hello
You: IM HYPER
You: >.<
Stranger: cool :D
You: >.0
You: YAY
You: LETS DANCE
Stranger: niuce to meet you, hyper person
You: MMHMMHMMM
Stranger: im a calm person
You: :OP
You: IM TO BUT...
You: ALL KAPS
You: WOOOOOT
Stranger: had too much soda?
Stranger: :P
You: >.0
You: dr.peper is good :|
You: ANFCJKLSDBKFBSD,JFBHSDJKF;LSDBHFKLDSBKJFVSDJKGF
You: WOOT
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Stranger: asl
You: FUCK OFF
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Stranger: hi
Stranger: asl?
You: hi
You: >.<
You: FUCK THE FUCK OFF
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You: hi
Stranger: hey graham
You: no bro
You: its broham ;)
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You're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hi!
Stranger: hi
You: whats the def of gay?
Stranger: 1. overly happy, etstatic (adj.)
You: *whats for dinner*
You: :o
You: yay why did yo uget on here?
Stranger: m/f?
Stranger: i am bored
You: ehh
You: m
Stranger: joke 1:i'm waitin for my porn to load
You: ohhhh
You: >:3
Stranger: joke2: i wanted somone to marry
You: hmmm
Stranger: 3: i like this site
Stranger: choose wisely
You: :o
You: 1
You: ehh
Stranger: lol
Stranger: alright
Stranger: uhhhh...
You: im actulaey wating for my frends to get on
You: but 1 is what i would do
Stranger: howwill you know when they geton?
You: its a chat thing
You: chatango
Stranger: oh
Stranger: 1 sec
You: mmmmk
Stranger: gonna check sumthin
You: ook
Stranger: alright
You: that was fast
Stranger: not really
Stranger: the symbol was blincking
You: hmm
Stranger: .
Stranger: hold up
You: ..
You: >.>
You: WELL
You: i have to prank kids
Stranger: bubbaishungree
Stranger: name sound familiar?
You: sounds like a drug
Stranger: my XBox live name
You: lol
Stranger: yeah
Stranger: same for ps3
You: im gessing your a mail
You: :3
Stranger: *male
You: :o
You: TRANNEY
You: :3
Stranger: what
You: You: ..
You: >.>
You: WELL
You: i have to prank kids
You: and here i go
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You: I SWAR TO GOD IF ANOTHER PERSON ASKS ME ASL IM GOING TO RIP THERE FUCKING BALLS OUT AND FEED IT TO THE PIGS
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You: HI
Stranger: hi
Stranger: asl ?
You: I SWAR TO GOD IF ANOTHER PERSON ASKS ME ASL IM GOING TO RIP THERE FUCKING BALLS OUT AND FEED IT TO THE PIGS
Stranger: ??
You: >.<
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the_cloud_system said:
oh god what have you done



I must confess I can not continue this....
I feel awkward.......



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You: hello
Stranger: hi
You: How are you this day?
Stranger: fine
Stranger: and you
You: Simply great.
Stranger: ok
Stranger: where do you liv
Stranger: live
You: usa
You: you?
Stranger: california?
Stranger: taiwan
You: colorado
Stranger: good
Stranger: how old are you?
You: 17
You: And you?
Stranger: 22
Stranger: so you're a senior high student
You: If I didn't drop out, yes.
Stranger: why
Stranger: you don't like study?
You: I do not do good with people.
Stranger: i see
Stranger: are you a boy or girl
You: I am a woman
Stranger: ha
Stranger: ok
You: Yes then, and you?
Stranger: man
You: Aw jus my type.
Stranger: i don't understand^^"
You: Ask yourself what you do understand, that is what you must do.
Stranger: ok
Stranger: so what's your name
You: Danielle, and yours?
Stranger: Kevin
Stranger: noce to meet you danielle
You: I must come clean.
You: I feel nasty right now.
Stranger: ok
You: I am pretending to be my best friend, I am not Danielle
Stranger: ...
You: Ah, yes I need to work on my cover id.
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DaveDays said:
POST YOUR OWN!

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Stranger: Hello(:
You: wazzzzzzzzzzaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
You: hey wanna hear something funny?
Stranger: Sure.
You: yeah, me too...
You: good luck with that
You: l8er
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Stranger: do u wanna fuck?
Stranger: oh yes i do
You: yeah, sure
You: you got a condom?
Stranger: no
You: k
Stranger: u?
You: no but we can use a bag...
You: paper or plastic?
Stranger: plastic
You: k, so where do you live
Stranger: finland
You: more precisely...
Stranger: what do u mean? you are not saying that u are a finn?
You: no but if I'm to come to your house, I have to first find it
You: of course provided I'm not already in your house
You: which I just might be
Stranger: yeah
You: so, Yeah, Finland
You: k, be right there
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I'm fairly noob at hammer; just started about a week ago. Can somebody tell me, just by looking at screenshots, whether I'm doing things correct?

Are these leaves split in a decent way for a noob job? I been playing with func_detail on my roof and random things to try and cut leaves down.


Also how about the side here; is this normal for all these unnecessary looking divisions in the leaves?


And this is sort of unrelated, but are these errors normal? (of course, NO errors can be considered normal.. but are these acceptable anyways?)


Also last question..(sorry, I know there is already many questions for one post lol) How can I open my pointfile to spot out leaks? I have the option, as I'm using OB SDK, but I can't find any ".lin" or the other format it wants. I've already compiled to see if that makes one, but no luck.

Thanks if anyone can answer any of these. I really want to finish my house and make it good. (it is my actual house I live in, great first project for any learning mapper, heh)
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It was sort of more that creepy live-action Mario Bros. than anything else. I see that you have different reactions in those vague, themeless dreams than I do. When I'm in a situation without a particular goal in mind like that my reactions are easily predictable. Like, "See pretty girl, attempt to have sex with pretty girl."
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Since there has been so much talk about me, "Were is sloth?" "Oh nawhh!! I can't live withut Slothes" I felt responsible to say that I am leaving.
And after some taime, when ya least expect it I enter the forum dramatacally once again.



"THE PHANTOOOOOM, OF THE OPERA IS HEREE!!!!"

But not the Sloth.

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Seeing this reminds me that I actually got an Xbox Live account and have in fact played Halo 3 online, against retards that play Halo. I can now say that it is shit! I did before, but now I have the backup of experience. Honest to God, how do you guys deal with that amount of latency?
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aaronjer said:
Your worst nightmare. Getting stung by a bug. Really. You must live a very carefree existence.

No, it's not really like that. As I said I dreamt once that a T-rex bit off half of my torso. Another time I dreamt of a nuclear bomb inside my head (literarly) blowing up. But still, somehow that dream was still worse. Not sure why.
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Your worst nightmare. Getting stung by a bug. Really. You must live a very carefree existence.
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fedex _ said:
did you ever wonder whats after life?

Thats why people turn to religion cause they are too stupid to think for themselves. Because some mental guy wrote a book and said a guy named God told him too doesn't mean theres a God. Which means probably not a heaven or hell. Then again atheists who think otherwise don't even have an explanation of the stupid shit they come up with.I would hope there is a God, I hope theres a Heaven and Hell. But I dont believe in it. Idc for any religion. I'm not religious.

I just don't like thinking that if i sin im ganna go to hell. Life is full of sins. Life is a Sin. You was most likely born from a sin. I want to live life the way i want. I want to have great times without worry. Even if it means doing some things some guy in a book doesnt think is right. Anyone can write a book. and Look! Theres even differnt versions!

All you can do is hope for the best in the after life. No one truly knows what will happen afterwards.
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The current banking crisis has caused many rants on my part, arguing that it's all bullshit. It's imaginary. Wealth is not real, it's not tangible. And age is an abstract representation of how many rotations one relatively small rock has gone around a medium-sized star in an unfashionable end of the galaxy while you live. Unless you count your age in seconds. I'll give you that.
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the_cloud_system said:
http://tinyurl.com/l9d92v

All those lies suit you. They are custom made to drive
you out of reality. Lies are true for you. You know, what
you do is reaching a point of insanity.


I was so ganna beat you for that. But then i saw you are a Sonata Artica fan and i let it slide.

When you wake from your dream you know what is true?
Ring of bell inside your head is playing with your mind

Remember to pray, and what the Bible says and you will
live thru eternity You haven't hear of this?
There is something you missed - That it will cost you so heavily.
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john said:
this is shite i cant play live 4 daed

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this is shite i cant play live 4 daed
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Havokk Edge said:
live their live.


Live their life.... or live their lives.

I bet I had a grammar, mistaking in here some were and i am going to get torn apart for it...
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I can care less if anyone els does it. Its their body and im not ganna tell them how to live their lives. People know the consequences of drugs and if they dont know then they do it too much, Or they are just fucking retarded and probably deserve to die from it.
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Dude WoW is gay. If you want a game that is challenging andhas better graphics and has a longer free trial get Final fantasy XI

If you get the PC version you can mod it and put nude stuff in there or just make your guy look cooler and shit. And can even change the music.

I do recommend you get a 360 controller for the PC tho it makes it much easier. But you cant use your mic unless you get your friends to use Skype at the same time then you need a computer mic.

360 version= Bigger screen and you just need a USB keyboard. And you can get on the mic in a xbox live party.


BUT! If you dont log out the right way (say your electric goes out) it may corrupt files for either system. It happend to me so much i had to by a new hard drive cause it not only fuckd up my ffxi files but my hard drive as well so i couldnt re download the updates.
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NatureJay said:
Havokk Edge said:
Ya Im Straight Edge....so...fuck off. :)

Everyone is a Straight Edge when they're sixteen. You'll get over it in a few years.


I beg to differ.
Were I live everyone a dope head. You can ask Jigsaw..cause hes one of them. If someone dont smoke or drink here, they chew or dip. Ive never seen another sXe person here ever.

My best friend doesnt do drugs but shes dates all the guys that do do drugs or used to anyway. So theres the occasional innocent girls that dont.

If there is people out there that dont do drugs they wont admit that they are sXe. Some just dont got the pride.

Ive never seen the point in drugs. It all tastes and smells bad and costs money.

You May say that i will change my mind but thats just you being a dick.
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jrkookid said:
me and/or havokk can always send him a message on xbox live since he was stupid enough to keep his gamertag in his signature

Send who a message?
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me and/or havokk can always send him a message on xbox live since he was stupid enough to keep his gamertag in his signature
lol now i know where you live

like hell im going to molks
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So... we'll seem him in 2329 then? Are you sure we'll even live that long?
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1.You're dating over XBL? As in X Box Live?!
2.Almost to the 2 month point, still hittin' it?
3.Pics or she doesn't existperiod
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It's how I live.
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He wanted to make it a big issue. So he started it many days ago and then post saying that it is a prank. And a weird one. Also i thing that it is the 3rd and not the 1st of April today. Weird world we live in...
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It seems that this would be the appropriate place to post my newest and most averagely spectacular dream. I'll chop through the boring semi-important parts like a rhinoceros through a department story; tolerably fast and frustratingly messily.

If I had to take stab at a guess, I'd say I was in 16th century France or England... but everyone was speaking English with no accent, so it must have really been "The Fantasy 16th Century AtoJams's Special Set A". I had apparently made a bet with the governor of the city, a young man with the look of the devil in his eye (he was actually very nice, though), to a ludicrous fencing match. He fancied my sword, and believed it should belong to him. I fancied his large sums of money, and believed a few of them should belong to me. My sword was disproportionately ornate and stylish for a man of my worth, so whether I won or lost the error would be corrected.

Apart from our complete lack of safety precautions concerning protection from fatal stab wounds, we also placed ourselves fifty feet above ground on a narrow trellis not wide enough to fit two feet side-by-side. Below was the discomforting thought of being smashed against the city's cobbled roads. We each wore a star shaped brooch on our chests and a feather in our hats. The first one to have the brooch or feather removed from their person would lose the match. Falling to death or injury would also count as a loss, but a fatal stab wound would nullify the bet.

The contest was very long, neither of us acted very defensively, but our agility kept that match alive long enough for us to both receive a multitude of minor wounds. I won't go into details, because that would be boring for everyone but me. In the end we both fell off at the same time due to a cross-counter. We landed on the crowd of onlookers and so weren't seriously injured. We decided the match was a tie. I gave up my delicately crafted (and somewhat bloodied) sword, and he gave me a handsome sum of cash.

It was enough cash to buy a large house with enough left over to live lazily and comfortably for years. Instead of doing this, I recklessly placed it all on another bet with the governor's wife... a rumored powerful sorceress. That's right, there was suddenly magic. This contest was much safer, as she wasn't pointlessly aggressive and daring like her husband. The contest was simply to see who could move a twenty ton boulder the farthest with magic alone in a single leap. She went first, and called up a massive geyser from the Earth, launching the boulder right out of the city and into the nearby farmland. There was enough flooding afterwards to cause property damage, but the citizens were so amazed they didn't voice any complaints. The boulder had flown at least half a mile, but we'd measure after I'd taken my turn. I was happy to be far away from the city, as I wouldn't want to cut back to avoid blowing people up. I had everyone get back a hundred yards and get behind cover... in case my spell misfired. I placed what I called a Hintenmann's Ruby beneath the boulder, and proceeded to cast a spell that would make it explode like a shaped-charge. The boulder flew so far that we couldn't reach it in a day to measure it's distance. In fact, we weren't entirely sure we could find it at all as it had disappeared over the horizon while still a thousand feet off the ground. It's entirely possible that it caused someone in a nearby city to have a very bad day. It was obvious I had won, and so I had doubled my money and received an offer from a military academy to educate people in the ways of blowing things up with magic. The amount of money they offered just to accept was staggering.

I now had enough money to buy a large house, a summer home in the mountains, and enough left over to have my every need catered to for the rest of my life. That... or an above-average sized mansion with a conspicuously low price-tag and enough to pay to keep it fully staffed with servants for around ten years. I opted for the mansion, filled with bothersome plot-arcs as it might be. Upon inspection, the mansion appeared to have nothing wrong with it. It was rumored to be "very creepy" even though it was in fine condition (other than some collected dust due to it's lack of residents) and there were reports of "mysterious disappearances" within it's walls. Just in case it was haunted by ghosts or possessed by demons, I cast a powerful spell over it that would cause evil creatures and spirits to be unable to think clearly... and thus giving them away as they blundered hopelessly about. I found no feeble minded demons tripping over furniture or any ghosts mistakenly believing I wouldn't see them hiding under a rug... so I assumed the place was fine. I hired a full staff and went to bed.

When I woke up in the morning I discovered the entire staff had already quit! They'd removed themselves and their belongings from the premises without so much as a word. Only my butler remained, and he had been sleeping when everyone had left as well. I assumed I must have hired a highly superstitious lot, and they had frightened themselves into departure by sharing too many foolish rumors about the place. I went out to hire a new set of servants... this time questioning them specifically about their fear of said rumors. I specifically told them to come to me about anything unusual or frightening they believed to be happening at AtoJams Manor. Within hours, still during the middle of the day, my butler came to me distressed and sweating. He told me he found out why nobody wanted to stay here and asked me to follow him. He led me to a guest bedroom at the back of the house and told me to open the door a crack and peek inside. A maid and a carpenter stood nervously back around a corner. I opened the door a bit and saw inside that all the furniture looked wrong. It was old and of poor quality, some of it was upside down and there was a table and chair apparently nailed the the wall. Then I noticed it... there was what appeared to be a woman in a nightgown... hanging by a noose... and with a leather bag over her head. She had been there long enough to rot, which was bothersome, because she was definitely not there when I bought the mansion one day prior. The air in the room unexplainably hot and humid. Her body was turning and shifting enough to look as though it was blowing about in the breeze, which was not a possibility. The leather bag had what one could see as a large mouth hole sewn into it, wide enough to reach halfway around one's head. As I stared in bewilderment, her head suddenly lifted, turned in my direction and emitted a deep and inhuman exhaling noise. As it did so the "mouth" opened and exposed a set of appropriate to it's size jagged teeth. The noose came loose from what it was hanging on and the body fell to the floor on it's front. With it's torso perfectly flat on the ground, and with the head turned up far enough to break a normal person's neck, the limbs started to reach out like spider legs and the thing crawled around the room... quite aimlessly... it just started to climb up the walls when I decided it was time to close the door and cry for a while. I had NO idea what this thing was. Demon, maybe? Ghost? Sure, why not? Fucking nightmare? Certainly.

Upon interrogation, I found that the butler, the maid and the carpenter had each individually peered into the room. The butler and the carpenter had both seen a rotting woman with no bag on her head sitting in the "sideways on the wall" chair and beckoning them to enter. The maid had seen a rotting man standing by the window and asking her to come look at something interesting happening outside. This is when I realized what was happening and what this was. The creature was actually a Mimic. A very large Mimic. It was, in fact, the entire room. My confusion spell had affected it and that was why everything looked so strange. From the misplaced furniture, to the uncomfortable atmosphere, to the rotting flesh of the fake person inside. The Mimic was trying to get the butler, maid and carpenter to enter so that it could eat them... but wasn't very convincing in it's confused state. It recognized me as being too dangerous to try to eat, though, and had attempted to frighten me away when I opened the door. This Mimic had apparently survived for decades being part of this house... god knows how it got there... and was obviously the explanation for the mysterious disappearances.

Sadly, I woke up before doing anything about it.
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You can use Firefox with Quake Live, no?
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A Bum had two big hands and buck teeth. His dream was to win the Handicap Olympics one time in the near by future, so he could have a shiny light saber of HOBO wisdom to finally do all his taxes. Monterey was his name and so he was called Monty the Jigsaw pie. Ironically enough though he was a lactosintolerate dirty man, who liked pandas. He also was a man of superior unparalleld retardedness. When he got his throne usurped with chocolate syrup, he became quite satisfatorey with his penis. The end. 107.7. Alternative Music.
You'll have to live in the Seattle area to get that one...
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*Cough*

You and me used to be neighbors till your parents got divorced and you went to Neverland.You hang out at wally world constantly and dont care to cross the 4 lane on foot with oncoming traffic.Your taller than me,which is unusual for a guy whos two grades under me and a year younger which i know some 8th graders thats taller than me.You play football and you dont even know what your doing when playing.But you do it anyways.The wally world thing is only when your at your moms.when your at your dads you harass me all the time and we play....something...actually not much now..together on xbox live.You also like Pandas.You have way more friends than me.Your kind of my opposite if you think about.Theres moreeee.Just too lazy.
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the_cloud_system said:
where u that kid that michael jackson raped then


Um no.It would be hard to get to me if you wanted to rape me.For i live In Tennessee so ya.
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Oh yeah, Quake Live. I haven't tried it but then does it work on Linux? My internet is patch here, shno' workin'.
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Yeah, I'll try to do something about this soon.

They might not be bots though. Sometimes people pay real live humans to act like bots.
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actually i think she did...i cant remember...

No she didnt.Her husband that we raped got her(him) pregnant though.Made his dumbass live in the bow lake camp haha.Glad Lucien shot him.
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Ya they was suppose to patch that up bu i don think they did.The lobby system in 360 servers is shit too.Me and my brother and his friends would have to spend 30=hour or even never trying to get in a game with each other.and at those points we couldn't even join xbox live chat partys for some odd reason when it does that.
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Platanov > I'm back!

Platanov > Gallente : Cistuvaert (CAS) , Bourynes (Caille School) , Duripant (FNA) (mine)<br>Minmatar : Ryddinjorn (PTS) , Hulm (Republic University) , Ammold (RMS)

Vsevolod Petrosyan > Sorry, my computer was all like "ARBITRATION!" and I was all like "I WANT TO LIVE!" and there were some explosions. Think we've all been there

Platanov > Caldari : Todaki (SAK) , Amsen (STI) , Kisogo (SWA)<br>Amarr : Emrayur (RAI) , Sehmy (Hedion University) , Chaven (IAC)

Platanov > Eve just crapped out a minute ago for me.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > Yeah, I started in Chaven

Platanov > Well, everyone in the corp is instructed to proceed
to the nearest starter system and harvest warm bodies for the corp.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > Can I sew their skin into a form flattering dress?

Vsevolod Petrosyan > "The bodies are supposed to stay warm. They can't do that without skin."

Vsevolod Petrosyan > Shit!

Platanov > Well, you can replace their skin.

Platanov > As long as you use the dress to recruit at least two new members it doesn't matter anyway.

Platanov > You know, while I'm in this n00b system, I'm tempted to drop a can so someone will loot it. Then I can shoot them.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > That's a good recruitment policy. It strains out the stragglers

Platanov > Yea.

Platanov > Ok, here goes the recruitment spam. Oh! Btw, we need a station so we can publish a recruitment advert.

Platanov > Uh, an office I mean.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > We have a station filled with prostitutes. That should be our advert.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > What we don't tell them is that they power a mighty machine

Vsevolod Petrosyan > Which may or may not be Commie's mechanized pants

Platanov > I think I got a two-fer!

Vsevolod Petrosyan > Try for a threesome! Er, foursome...

....

Vsevolod Petrosyan > What happened to that blood you promised? I'm highly disappointed

Platanov > They should be on their way.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > I hope that a miscreant space entity devours them along the way

Vsevolod Petrosyan > We'll all be like, "man, why you gotta do a thing?" but it will only answer in frequencies beyond our comprehension

Semyon Gnyevko > You mean frequencies above 20 kHz?

Semyon Gnyevko > Couldn't we just record it with a machine?

Platanov > How'd you find out about the machine!?

Vsevolod Petrosyan > He knows about the machine... it was supposed to be under wraps...

Semyon Gnyevko > Well, you wrapped it in fruit wraps... I just kept eating them until all was revealed.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > I should have never trusted that twelve year old charlatan.

Semyon Gnyevko > And you sealed it with fruit by the foot. It's like you were just ASKING me to open it.

Semyon Gnyevko > With my mouth.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > We thought mummy wraps to keep it cursed, or perhaps shrink wraps to keep it small and manageable, but no, he had a surplus of fruit wraps. A good deal he said! A good deal of gut turning I assumed

Vsevolod Petrosyan > Clearly, we have underestimated his stomach. To prevent future mistakes, we must study it as an alternative fuel source.

Semyon Gnyevko > Okay, seriously. Are you running some kind of funny boosting algorithm? You HAD me in stitches, but now all the stitches have come undone and I'm spilling hilarious innards all over.

Vsevolod Petrosyan > I don't know. I'm kind of stressed and that causes me to crack out a bit.




This is most of what we do in EVE.
AntonFifty said:
I couldn't really find that too :S

But I've started on creating the map without any items, and after 45 min I wanted to check if it works so far. So I made some walls but it says it has a leak :S
I can't find it. Could someone help me please?
Here it is:
http://www.mediafire.com/?zmjdtz4wmdy

I think it would be better to try and learn how to find it yourself:
Killer-Duck said:
First of all, make sure you haven't placed an entity outside the map as this will also cause the leak-error. If you sure that is not the case, load the pointfile("Map" ---> "Load pointfile") and load the .lin-file with the same name as your map. Start from the outside and follow the line and see where it goes inside the map, that is probably where your leak is.

Oh and I believe you need Hammer 3.5 for this pointfile thing to work.
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That was.....cool!Did you see the forces of heaven and hell fighting?Or did God just come up to you and say..."Hey we are ganna go fight for that abyss so we may live...OW my eye!"

If so...details of what they look like plz.

And HOW he hell did you get too the.....the dimension with that stone thingy?Did you just so happen to see a escalator going up to it and saw Cover running up there with Godlike speed or maybe a teleport?

and do you think maybe we wanted to kill "That" cat????

Maybe his arch nemesis is...THAT CAT!
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You know of MikeJer, the guy that does the Buffy Reviews? Well, when he's done doing that he and I and maybe or maybe not some other people are going to make an XBox Live game. He works in the XBox Live department at Microsoft, so this probably isn't a bad idea.
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molkman said:
I think Jazz is one of the kind of music that maaany people like but only few seriously listen too. Like "Oh yea... Jazz... it's pretty cool." Might also be because Jazz is best when heard live.

I see the dynamic as being rather different in the U.S. Jazz seems to be perceived as this outdated relic that only the elderly are involved with. Real tame stuff, in the perception of most. I tell people I listen to jazz and they're taken aback for a moment and don't know how to respond.

The trouble is that there isn't any of the really crazy hard bop jazz left. The Lounge Lizards were recording some pretty interesting stuff for a while, but no one has heard from them in a long time. Before that, you'd have to go back to Mingus and Coltrane to get the really weird and interesting stuff.
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I know Interpol! I like them. Yes, Franz's second album was disappointing. I'm beginning to think that I have heard of TV on the Radio but I am not sure. The Hold Steady appeared on Jools Holland a while back, they got a lot of press from that.

As regards jazz I wouldn't say I am really into it but I have a friend who plays in jazz bands, she's taken me to a few live concerts. They're great. (I'm really sorry about those last sentences. They're awful.)
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I think Jazz is one of the kind of music that maaany people like but only few seriously listen too. Like "Oh yea... Jazz... it's pretty cool." Might also be because Jazz is best when heard live.

Fleet Foxes is one of those bands I hear alot praise about, but only in written words. I have never listened to one of their songs. I should do, because the name sounds just great.
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Fleet Foxes, I've also heard of, but not heard directly. There's a radio station back home that would play stuff like that all the time, but I haven't listened to it in months because I've been on the other side of the country with an erratic internet service that keeps me from live streaming.

I don't seem to pay as much attention to newly released music as I did a couple of years ago. About all that I bought this past year that was "new" was "Attack and Release" by The Black Keys (up there with their best), "The Virginia EP" by The National (not bad for B-sides, but not something you can listen to all the time), and "Dear Science" by TV on the Radio (still like their old stuff better than the past two albums, but it's really mostly about the singing anyway). I should probably grab the latest two Okkervil River albums when I get a minute, but the most exciting band discovery for me in 2008 was a group that hasn't released anything in ten years.



Jazz is tasty music.
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again GOD FREAKIN VISTA!!!
If that doesn't work then I have only 3 more solutions but none of them are good.
1) I saw on that forum that reducing your hardware acceleration might work (I don't know why but they said it...) So:
Right click on desktop -> Properties -> Settings -> Advanced -> Troubleshoot and reduce the hardware acceleration. But be forewarned it will lag like crap...
2) Sell your graphic card on ebay and buy another one (not ATI).
3) Live with it.

I don't know, maybe someone else has another solution, I don't...
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So, is there ANYTHING i can do to solve this problem, because i can't live with it!.... I could live with it if it only would be the mark problem, but also, i cant just select one face of a brush and just paint that with an texture and another side of the block another texture.... That sucks, please help me! Thanks!
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Oh, so... um... Live with it?
Havokk Edge said:
I think being a piece of bread he should be brownish.


Brown?!?!?!



What if he's allergic to wheat, you jerk? What, you just want him to deal with an acute increase in blood pressure, heart palpations, and a constricted airway just so you can see your precious 'brown' bread? Well fine. But you're going to have to live with the consequences.

You're scum.

Oh, and you allergy-enducing pondwalker.

-Brandon
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aaronjer said:
AND GOD DAMMIT HAVOKK! Stop playing the shitty console version of FPSs! It completely ruins the fun of it! Get the real version before I have to rape you!


1.My computer will probably never be able to run them anyways.(At least my graphics card)

2.Id like to see you c0ome down here.You seem to forget i live in Tennessee...we are rednecks....
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Honestly i don't give a shit who made it.But before the game starts and their logos come up....that's implying to me that they made it someway,powers it,sponsors it .etc Cause they all are getting a split of my $60+.
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Not sure if I can help u, after all I'm pretty new at this but I got my elevator to work with buttons (inside and outside the elevator), glass windows, doors and several stops, so I can try :D
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If we're already on the topic of you being deceiving, you weren't at YouTube Live as a celebrity, right?
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aaronjer said:
I just woke up from a dream about robots. Here's my attempt to write it down. Apparently, there were robots that had infiltrated society* by posing as real people. Some of them were in important or famous positions and some of them just acted like common folk. They were deemed a threat by whoever was giving me my orders. My superiors claimed that even in small groups they would be able to seize control of all the vital systems of the city... and do stuff.

*About 50,000 people living in a classic Sci-Fi dome structure on an inhospitable planet. Everything was designed to look like some kind of pristine and advanced overly culturally enriched East Indian city. Lots of the domes and minarets and crap. None of the people were East Indian that I saw, they were mostly Caucasian with a few Chinese thrown in here and there.

At first I thought I was some kind of Super-Soldier or Superhero or something, because I could jump several stories high and lift small cars and such... but as per usual it later turned out that I was some kind of vampiric thing. Why am I always some kind of vampiric thing in dreams?! I don't find vampires particularly fascinating while I'm awake! WTF! Anyway, I'll get into that more later.

The first secret robot I was sent after was posing as a famous race car driver. The race would go through the entire city, and he would only show up right as the race started, and disappear somehow after he crossed the finish line (always first) along with his car. This meant that if I was going to destroy him, I'd have to catch him in a race. The vehicles were heavily armored variations of Japanese sports cars, as was mine, because I decided to join the race to catch him instead of just laying a trap (which would have been a far simpler plan...). After speeding through the city for a couple minutes, we'd already pulled far ahead of the rest of the racers. I managed to pull up along side him and ram both of our vehicles over a turn on a bridge and permanently out of the race. I was wearing a white jumpsuit with completely covering accessories. Black gloves, boots, and a nearly fishbowlesque helmet completely protected me from the bad, bad sun. I also had blades fixed to my arms that projected parallel to my hands as 2-foot long swords.

Both the robot and I burst out of our wrecks with ease, he immediately recognized my mission and sprouted blades similar to mine. He was also wearing a similar outfit, but it had red shoulders and the helmet was open. We were a match in strength and speed. We started off without about 20 seconds of stabbing, slashing, and parrying. Neither of us landed a blow. He then jumped back and slammed his blades onto the ground, they started vibrating with a low hum, and electricity visible coursed along them. I leaped in with an overhead swing with my right arm and a block with my left, and was met with an explosive shock that sent my flying back where I came from. Parries from him now meant ouchies for me. Great. The electricity and vibrated stopped after he had shocked me once, but he slammed them on the ground again for the same effect. He just stared at me and grinned, not moving from his guarding position. I was the one that had to kill him... it's not like I could expect him to attack when he didn't have to. So... I tore a 5 foot tall metal lamp post out of the ground, and used it like a bat to hit a stone bench at him. He jumped out of the way with relative ease. The second time I hit another bench at him, but purposefully aimed way too high and off the mark anyway. He didn't move and just looked confused. I hit a third and final object, this time a drinking fountain, directly at him. He dodged out of the way... and right into a collision course with the still falling second bench. I just assumed he would dodge the exact same distance as the first time. Stupid robots and their precise evasive maneuvers. He was unable to parry in time before I could dash in and cross-cut him into four pieces. He was in fact wires and such on the inside.

The next robot came to me. Immediately. From behind, without me noticing. She apparently wasn't strong enough to kill me directly, so she tore off my helmet... leaving me to fry in the sun. Luckily for me I was wearing a balaclava under the helmet, although I had to spend some of my time looking down to keep direct sun from vaporizing my eyes. I only got a quick glimpse of her, but she was dressed like Disney's Snow White for no explainable reason. She could run very quickly, fast enough to keep away from me if I just ran after her... and I wanted my helmet back and her shooting sparks and twitching. We were right next to a large and very square artificial lake, and she began to run around it. A blast door for a tunnel on the other side of the lake was slowly closing, and she appeared to be heading for it. I'd never make it through running... so I tore off my arm blades, and while leaping as far forward into the lake as possible stuck them onto my feet as water skis. The lake actually had a current going in my direction, and somehow I would push off the water on small waves for more velocity and 10-foot or so jump. It would have been extremely fun if I wasn't so anxious about reaching my destination in time. She got there before me anyway, and I got there just fast enough to dive forward and slide under the door, breaking the blades off my feet on the outside of the door. The tunnel was crammed full of industrial equipment and large heavy metal objects like dumpsters. She could fit between them quickly and easily... I could not. At the other end of the tunnel, probably 100 yards away, was another slowly closing blast door. I really didn't want to get stuck in here... I quickly realized that one of the large industrial objects directly in front of me was an enormous rocket engine. I ripped off a panel and started frantically hitting buttons and switches. It beeped a lot, made a low grinding noise, and blasted the majority of the contents of the tunnel out the other end, while blasting itself through the first blast door. The tunnel was permanently open on both ends, and the robot had been crushed up against a wall by a dumpster. She was definitely shooting sparks and twitching, and my helmet was safe! Yay!

I immediately went across the street to grocery store, where I knew another robot was located. The grocery store had no one in it other than the robot, because this robot was clearly malfunctioning and scaring the crap out of people. It looked like a small old lady in a jogging suit, and she was sitting cross-legged inside a shopping cart. The cart was slowly rolling down aisles, seemingly unpowered, with her somehow directing it to go around corners. Yeah, weird. While she was rolling past the canned fruit I blocked her way at the end of the aisle. Without any expression she picked up a can of peaches and hurled it at me at about mach 4. Luckily she missed, because I didn't see that coming at all, and it put a sizable hole in the concrete wall behind me. While she was selecting a second nutritious projectile, I dashed forward and knocked her cart over, she fell face first onto the ground, and the cart lay on top of her. I stomped on her head as hard and as fast as I could about 20 times... but all I managed to do was scrape off the skin around her head. Underneath was a solid metal head with 8 tiny red eyes placed like spider eyes. It had no other features. The robot lifted itself off the ground, throwing me off in the process, and just sort of slid or possibly floated back up into the grocery cart, which had stood back up on it's own somehow. It then sprouted four obviously mechanical arms from it's sides. With six arms it picked up various cans, and put me into a world of trouble. Five missed, the other one clipped the side of my knee, and probably fractured a bone or two. I got around the end of aisle before a second volley could be fired. The robot resumed it's process of slowly rolling down aisles and going around corners... at least now I could see it over the aisles, because the extra four arms were all sticking up and waving around like Medusa's hair or something.

I limped my way over to the deli, and went back into the employee section. Due the restraints of living in a Sci-Fi dome city, the slaughterhouse was part of the grocery store. I found a live cow in the back, which I bit on the side of the neck. After a few seconds of confused mooing, it started curling up and drying on the edges. After a few more seconds it was nothing but a surreal cow statue of ash like substance, which tipped over and fell apart into no more than 4-5 pounds of dust. This process healed me completely. I had actually been getting considerably weaker and slower up until this point, especially while my helmet was off. I went back into the grocery store for round two at full strength.

My first plan was to get it out of the damned shopping cart, just because it was pissing my off. I went to the aisle next to it, and pushed the whole cereal section over onto it. The robot skittered low out from under the shelves like a spider... which looked very odd given that the arms, legs and torso still looked human. It's cart was mangled, so it stood up on it's human legs and slowly shuffled forward down the aisles... ignoring me completely when I wasn't in sight of it. I waited until it was in the bread aisle for my attack. I had a very large box of gobstoppers and a kitchen knife from the deli for weapons. I confronted the robot in the aisle, and it predictably began throwing foodstuffs at me. The bread, even at Mach 4, did not make an effective weapon. I tore open the gobstoppers and rolled them down the aisle. The shuffling robot immediately slipped on them and fell on it's back. It attempted to right itself, but continued to slip on gobstoppers... it did not have very good balance. I jumped from one end of the aisle into the middle of it and directly on top of the incredibly disturbing looking spider-old-woman--robot thing. I started pulling and hacking away at the joints where it's limbs were attached to it's body, since the head seemed undamagable. The limbs came off surprisingly easily, including the human looking ones, as they were really just the same thing with fake meat wrapped around them. With little resistance, I turned the robot into a squirming torso with a head. I then brought it outside, carried it about a block, and then dumped it into the lake. A few seconds later I heard a muffled explosion and the water rose a couple feet.

I don't remember what happened after that, or I woke up. I dunno which.




wow... that um... that was quite a mouthful.
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I just woke up from a dream about robots. Here's my attempt to write it down. Apparently, there were robots that had infiltrated society* by posing as real people. Some of them were in important or famous positions and some of them just acted like common folk. They were deemed a threat by whoever was giving me my orders. My superiors claimed that even in small groups they would be able to seize control of all the vital systems of the city... and do stuff.

*About 50,000 people living in a classic Sci-Fi dome structure on an inhospitable planet. Everything was designed to look like some kind of pristine and advanced overly culturally enriched East Indian city. Lots of the domes and minarets and crap. None of the people were East Indian that I saw, they were mostly Caucasian with a few Chinese thrown in here and there.

At first I thought I was some kind of Super-Soldier or Superhero or something, because I could jump several stories high and lift small cars and such... but as per usual it later turned out that I was some kind of vampiric thing. Why am I always some kind of vampiric thing in dreams?! I don't find vampires particularly fascinating while I'm awake! WTF! Anyway, I'll get into that more later.

The first secret robot I was sent after was posing as a famous race car driver. The race would go through the entire city, and he would only show up right as the race started, and disappear somehow after he crossed the finish line (always first) along with his car. This meant that if I was going to destroy him, I'd have to catch him in a race. The vehicles were heavily armored variations of Japanese sports cars, as was mine, because I decided to join the race to catch him instead of just laying a trap (which would have been a far simpler plan...). After speeding through the city for a couple minutes, we'd already pulled far ahead of the rest of the racers. I managed to pull up along side him and ram both of our vehicles over a turn on a bridge and permanently out of the race. I was wearing a white jumpsuit with completely covering accessories. Black gloves, boots, and a nearly fishbowlesque helmet completely protected me from the bad, bad sun. I also had blades fixed to my arms that projected parallel to my hands as 2-foot long swords.

Both the robot and I burst out of our wrecks with ease, he immediately recognized my mission and sprouted blades similar to mine. He was also wearing a similar outfit, but it had red shoulders and the helmet was open. We were a match in strength and speed. We started off without about 20 seconds of stabbing, slashing, and parrying. Neither of us landed a blow. He then jumped back and slammed his blades onto the ground, they started vibrating with a low hum, and electricity visible coursed along them. I leaped in with an overhead swing with my right arm and a block with my left, and was met with an explosive shock that sent my flying back where I came from. Parries from him now meant ouchies for me. Great. The electricity and vibrated stopped after he had shocked me once, but he slammed them on the ground again for the same effect. He just stared at me and grinned, not moving from his guarding position. I was the one that had to kill him... it's not like I could expect him to attack when he didn't have to. So... I tore a 5 foot tall metal lamp post out of the ground, and used it like a bat to hit a stone bench at him. He jumped out of the way with relative ease. The second time I hit another bench at him, but purposefully aimed way too high and off the mark anyway. He didn't move and just looked confused. I hit a third and final object, this time a drinking fountain, directly at him. He dodged out of the way... and right into a collision course with the still falling second bench. I just assumed he would dodge the exact same distance as the first time. Stupid robots and their precise evasive maneuvers. He was unable to parry in time before I could dash in and cross-cut him into four pieces. He was in fact wires and such on the inside.

The next robot came to me. Immediately. From behind, without me noticing. She apparently wasn't strong enough to kill me directly, so she tore off my helmet... leaving me to fry in the sun. Luckily for me I was wearing a balaclava under the helmet, although I had to spend some of my time looking down to keep direct sun from vaporizing my eyes. I only got a quick glimpse of her, but she was dressed like Disney's Snow White for no explainable reason. She could run very quickly, fast enough to keep away from me if I just ran after her... and I wanted my helmet back and her shooting sparks and twitching. We were right next to a large and very square artificial lake, and she began to run around it. A blast door for a tunnel on the other side of the lake was slowly closing, and she appeared to be heading for it. I'd never make it through running... so I tore off my arm blades, and while leaping as far forward into the lake as possible stuck them onto my feet as water skis. The lake actually had a current going in my direction, and somehow I would push off the water on small waves for more velocity and 10-foot or so jump. It would have been extremely fun if I wasn't so anxious about reaching my destination in time. She got there before me anyway, and I got there just fast enough to dive forward and slide under the door, breaking the blades off my feet on the outside of the door. The tunnel was crammed full of industrial equipment and large heavy metal objects like dumpsters. She could fit between them quickly and easily... I could not. At the other end of the tunnel, probably 100 yards away, was another slowly closing blast door. I really didn't want to get stuck in here... I quickly realized that one of the large industrial objects directly in front of me was an enormous rocket engine. I ripped off a panel and started frantically hitting buttons and switches. It beeped a lot, made a low grinding noise, and blasted the majority of the contents of the tunnel out the other end, while blasting itself through the first blast door. The tunnel was permanently open on both ends, and the robot had been crushed up against a wall by a dumpster. She was definitely shooting sparks and twitching, and my helmet was safe! Yay!

I immediately went across the street to grocery store, where I knew another robot was located. The grocery store had no one in it other than the robot, because this robot was clearly malfunctioning and scaring the crap out of people. It looked like a small old lady in a jogging suit, and she was sitting cross-legged inside a shopping cart. The cart was slowly rolling down aisles, seemingly unpowered, with her somehow directing it to go around corners. Yeah, weird. While she was rolling past the canned fruit I blocked her way at the end of the aisle. Without any expression she picked up a can of peaches and hurled it at me at about mach 4. Luckily she missed, because I didn't see that coming at all, and it put a sizable hole in the concrete wall behind me. While she was selecting a second nutritious projectile, I dashed forward and knocked her cart over, she fell face first onto the ground, and the cart lay on top of her. I stomped on her head as hard and as fast as I could about 20 times... but all I managed to do was scrape off the skin around her head. Underneath was a solid metal head with 8 tiny red eyes placed like spider eyes. It had no other features. The robot lifted itself off the ground, throwing me off in the process, and just sort of slid or possibly floated back up into the grocery cart, which had stood back up on it's own somehow. It then sprouted four obviously mechanical arms from it's sides. With six arms it picked up various cans, and put me into a world of trouble. Five missed, the other one clipped the side of my knee, and probably fractured a bone or two. I got around the end of aisle before a second volley could be fired. The robot resumed it's process of slowly rolling down aisles and going around corners... at least now I could see it over the aisles, because the extra four arms were all sticking up and waving around like Medusa's hair or something.

I limped my way over to the deli, and went back into the employee section. Due the restraints of living in a Sci-Fi dome city, the slaughterhouse was part of the grocery store. I found a live cow in the back, which I bit on the side of the neck. After a few seconds of confused mooing, it started curling up and drying on the edges. After a few more seconds it was nothing but a surreal cow statue of ash like substance, which tipped over and fell apart into no more than 4-5 pounds of dust. This process healed me completely. I had actually been getting considerably weaker and slower up until this point, especially while my helmet was off. I went back into the grocery store for round two at full strength.

My first plan was to get it out of the damned shopping cart, just because it was pissing my off. I went to the aisle next to it, and pushed the whole cereal section over onto it. The robot skittered low out from under the shelves like a spider... which looked very odd given that the arms, legs and torso still looked human. It's cart was mangled, so it stood up on it's human legs and slowly shuffled forward down the aisles... ignoring me completely when I wasn't in sight of it. I waited until it was in the bread aisle for my attack. I had a very large box of gobstoppers and a kitchen knife from the deli for weapons. I confronted the robot in the aisle, and it predictably began throwing foodstuffs at me. The bread, even at Mach 4, did not make an effective weapon. I tore open the gobstoppers and rolled them down the aisle. The shuffling robot immediately slipped on them and fell on it's back. It attempted to right itself, but continued to slip on gobstoppers... it did not have very good balance. I jumped from one end of the aisle into the middle of it and directly on top of the incredibly disturbing looking spider-old-woman--robot thing. I started pulling and hacking away at the joints where it's limbs were attached to it's body, since the head seemed undamagable. The limbs came off surprisingly easily, including the human looking ones, as they were really just the same thing with fake meat wrapped around them. With little resistance, I turned the robot into a squirming torso with a head. I then brought it outside, carried it about a block, and then dumped it into the lake. A few seconds later I heard a muffled explosion and the water rose a couple feet.

I don't remember what happened after that, or I woke up. I dunno which.

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Down Rodeo said:
I think there have been many forum questions on this. Try searching :)

In fact, maybe there's... no, nothing coming from me memory. Ah well.


I don't believe that there's anything like this anywhere.. I've looked everywhere.. I even tried to search for the map name.. but i had 0 luck in finding that out! So I don't know the map name so I can show you a live example of what I am talking about..
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So... I had a dream a little minute ago. Instead of explaining things exactly as they happened, I'll explain it in a way that makes more sense.

It was a fairly generic medieval D&Dish setting. Towns, castles, swords and magic and such. I was a sorcerer working for a king, nobody but the king knew that I was actually the last of an ancient cabal of demons that was supposed to have been wiped off the world millennia ago. The king suddenly up and died, and everyone assumed that I was playing the "treacherous vizier" role and had assassinated him and was planning on usurping the throne. I had nothing to do with his death, and I had no interest in ruling the kingdom, so their suspicious and attempts to yield to me were without necessity.

The king had no family, and so the nobles of the kingdom decided to form a republic. The Senate apparently expected that I would join them or at least go away. I did neither. I stuck around in the castle because I had a really good setup going there, I had a whole floor to myself for magical experiments and sexy parties. Nobody was willing to try to force me out, because they knew I would probably throw a fireball at them or something. Also they didn't want to come to my floor and talk to me because demons wandered freely throughout the halls there... and they might get eaten by a succubus or something. As a side note, the nobles would not stop trying to warn me about the dangers of a man trying to summon and control succubi... what they didn't know was that I had created them thousands of years ago, and was in no danger of being seduced by my own offspring.

The Senate decided to send their armies into an allied country to help stop a genocidal invasion. I was all like, "Hey! Can I come too?!" and they were all like, "No.", but then I was all like, "Too bad! I'm coming anyway!". And so I did. The country we were aiding was the home of the very secluded and isolationist... I'll call them "Wood Elves". I never actually asked what kind of elves they were. By the time we reached their ransacked homeland, however, it had been completely destroyed. Due to my own explosively powerful intervention, the pillaging army (which consisted of just men, I think) was quickly routed. The land had used to be a forest, but was almost completely burned to the ground. The invaders were very thorough, and I only managed to find 2 survivors among the ruins, and as far as we and they knew, the only living Wood Elves left in the entire world. Unfortunately for them, they were both female. Other than being minorly injured and a little singed, they were both total hotties. I never asked, but they looked like they could have been sisters. They wore light metallic armor over dark green and silver dresses. Due to that and the longswords they carried I came to the concluded that they were soldiers. They had very interesting and identical tattoos on the left side of their faces that looked somewhat abstracted like curling branches and a few leaves. They were pale, tall and sported long voluminous brown hair. Whoever designed them even subconsciously was clearly me.

The elven women came with us back to our country, and back to our castle. They were immediately vocal about their distress pertaining to the likely annihilation of their species. Their kind hadn't enough genetic similarity to reproduce with humans or even other kinds of elves. Even if they found a surviving male, the genetic bottleneck would likely see them wiped out after only a few generations anyway. We discussed all of this in detail. I sent out my demonic children to see if they could find any Wood Elves who had gone to live in other countries. The two elven women reminded me of their isolationist policies, and that no Wood Elf had left their country of their own volition during the existence of their kind.

One of the succubi mentioned that incubi were capable of reproducing with any humanoid species, via a magical and much less genetically reliant method. This, however, would result in children that were far more demon than anything else... and did not satisfy the Wood Elves as a method for saving their species. This reminded me however, that as the creator of the succubi and incubi, I was capable of magically reproducing with any living thing. Seriously. Anything. Fish, bugs, plankton. Whatever it was, I could get lucky with it. The result of this sort of pregnancy produces offspring that is one-half genetically similar to the female, and one-half somewhat magically genetically randomized... and just a little bit on the demonic side. They still weren't fond of this idea, because it would mean that even if their offspring were male, the only way for their species to continue reproducing without "genetically" inbreeding would be with me. They were rather disgusted about my description of how that's also the only way to get more succubi and incubi, and how that seemed to be working out just fine. As a side note, succubi and incubi could only produce demonic versions of other species, and were incapable of reproducing with each other.

The elven women were not happy with my solution, and seemed to be of the opinion that it would be better for their race to disappear into oblivion than to be completely dependent on a demon for survival, and to have demonic blood running through their veins. I simply would not accept that, because I really, really wanted to have sex with them, and they certainly weren't going to do it just for fun. They quickly became aware of my intentions due to my lack of effort to hide them, and this only made them even more for the idea of facing annihilation. I remember well only one short conversation I had with one of them that went like this:

Elf Girl: "I don't think you'd make a very good father."

Me: "Actually, I hadn't even thought about that."

Elf Girl: "Exactly."

I decided to try and show that I had some devotion to their cause by going out myself to look for any Wood Elves in other places. Those I had sent out to find any earlier reported that they had found only one. Supposedly, a Wood Elf had been captured a long time ago by a powerful sorcerer, and he was now holding them in a dark tower in the middle of a lifeless desert. I was able to quickly bend my way through dimensions until arrived at the outer reaches of a magical barrier the sorcerer had erected to keep people like me from teleporting into his living room. Strangely, there was a guide waiting for me, sent by the sorcerer, to show me the way to the tower. Apparently one of my succubi had spoken to him about me. After about 10 miles into the desert by horseback, the guide had really gotten on my nerves. He wouldn't shut up about his family, and kept telling all kinds of pointless anecdotes about how precious his children were. After my subtle hints weren't enough to shut him up, I bashed him over the head and left him unconscious in the middle of the night out in the freezing desert where he probably died. Good riddance.

Upon arriving at the tower, which was at the end of a straight line of a road (What was the guide for!?) I found the front doors to be open. The sorcerer was waiting for me, he already knew who and what I was and had no intentions of attacking me. He greeted me as a friend and colleague, for he used demonic sorcery just like I did. He was a tall and very old middle-eastern man. He wore a red turban and black and gold robes. He had somewhat messy black make-up of some sort around his eyes. He moved like an old man, but I could tell it was a Yoda-esque act, and that he was entire capable of great and destructive feats of strength and magic. He showed me that he did indeed have an Elf held captive in his tower... although I really couldn't tell the differences between elven species. I honestly had no idea if she was the right kind of elf. She was different from the other two, she was very short (probably no more than 5' 2"), had darker complexion and black hair. I wasn't sure of her height because the sorcerer was keeping her in such a small cage that she couldn't even stand up or move more than a few inches in any direction. She had probably been there for hundreds of years, and I'm sure she'd lost her mind long ago due to the captivity and the experiments the sorcerer used her for.

I walked into the room she was kept in before the sorcerer, and when she saw me I'm sure she hadn't seen anyone but him in a very long time. She looked almost as if she was happily surprised and that I might rescue her, until the sorcerer casually walked in after me and made it clear we weren't enemies. I actually did consider killing the sorcerer and taking the girl back with me... but I wasn't completely sure I'd win in a duel with him, and he'd make a great partner for magical research. What I really wanted to do was have him bring his operation back to my castle, where we could perform dark arts together, and REALLY annoy the new republic. He'd have thousands of demons at his disposal that he wouldn't even have to put effort into controlling, and I'd make a friend! I also might be able to get the Elf to go along with my reproduction plan! She was crazy anyway, I'm sure she wouldn't even think about how it would all work like those overly pragmatic and analytical sisters.

Sadly... I never found out if any of this would work out... because I woke up. If I forgot anything important Crytax or Zarathustra will probably yell at me. The End.

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Friday night near midnight 4 cheerleaders from my school was killed in a car accident.They was in a SUV and it was raining and it hydro-planed and flipped and (something) blew up twice on the car causing a fire.Ashley mason my only friend of the 4 was thrown out of the car and still lived but died at the UT medical center when they knew she couldn't live without the life support so they cut her off.Now jigsaw says there was 2 thrown from it.Or so he heard.Thats not the true.The other 3 girls bodies was burned in the fire and hopefully died on impact instead of burning alive.

Also the SUV hit another car which i haven't heard much about.But all i know of them is that a man was injured and 2 others was killed that night along with a woman losing her unborn child.another child i believe was in the car in a car seat and came out without a scratch.

This was so bad that we had CNN over here and even London England's newspaper "The Guardian" even showed this.

I'm sure you all are going to be cold hearted bastards like CNN and other news teams was too us but thought id let you know.

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He could be. If he really applied himself and had moved where us admins live as he said he might. He could easily be deducting points and randomly assigning blame like any good admin.


Also:
eDan Co. said:
Seriously, I was right. I want my points back at 247.

EDIT: Why did an admin edit Rodeo's 1st post here?


Wha? I didn't do nuffin'!
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aaronjer said:
SHIT! MY SECRET!

Btw.dose your cousin just so happen to live in Kentucky?If so that would explain it all.
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That's funny. I've been complaining about sentry guns being too weak and weapons being too obvious. Like the grenade halos, letting you see friendly and enemy grenades... also, have you ever played TFC? Because FF works almost exactly like TFC, and it's sort of the staple TF game. There's a reason for every weapon. Like, if you're playing as a Soldier, you hit someone at the feet with a rocket to blast them into the air, then pull out the super-shotgun and blast them on the way down, and have a grenade primed to explode the instant they hit the floor again to launch 'em back up for more shotgun punishment. Most classes don't live long enough to require that much to kill... like a sniper would be dead if you just fired a rocket and threw a grenade at the same time... but for soldier vs. soldier that's how it is done.

The reason for no servers isn't because they're expensive, it's because there aren't enough players. Valve decided to release TF2 RIGHT after FF came out, effectively killing it... which makes no sense to me because there aren't even remote similarities between the gameplay of FF and TF2... i.e. FF is a TF game and TF2 is not. I can't figure out why people that switched from FF to TF2 didn't continue playing FF...

And the reason "I" don't play TF2... is because it's too damned simple! Jesus Christ! If there's ever been a walk around slowly and shoot people until you die game, it's TF2. There is nothing to that game! It's so boring! Why do people like it!?
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aaronjer said:
Seriously, you don't understand Singapore. They are strict to the extreme there. The penalty for anything above a minor infraction is pretty much exclusively death. If the cops find you with pot, they will KILL you.




..........sounds like a GREAT place to live!!!!!!!!!!!
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SRAW said:
yes i do live in malaysia

and hahahahaahah gum is banned in singapore hahahaha

Im reviving a old firetruck...

Hey SRAW can you smuggle some gum over? Haha by the truckload. Watch out for the police dogs!
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Can't you read you Hill Billy. There is no such thing as broadband availabe where I live. Why do you think I'm trying to get someone else to help me update steam or get me Counter-strike 1.6. ( You are the most idiotic duck I've ever heard of. )
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Don't you live in the far corners of the world? How are you intending to supply anything to Ilor?
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Havokk Edge said:
If you think hes me...he has his own xbox live account.Guess his name.


i was actually insulting you
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If you think hes me...he has his own xbox live account.Guess his name.
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yes i do live in malaysia

and hahahahaahah gum is banned in singapore hahahaha
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eDan Co. said:
The punishment for littering (including gum) is caning, seriously.

Not that serious... Firstly its a heavy fine, the second time you're caught its fine + corrective work order(going around the country to pick litter XD),next I'm not sure. I've never tried.

SRAW said:
zzz1234 omg u stole gum from the country i live in= =

gum is banned in singapore

And my name is not zzz1234. Its zzz1123. And you live in Malaysia?
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I had to delete everything in my harddrive.

You never watched Live Free or Die Hard?
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zzz1234 omg u stole gum from the country i live in= =

gum is banned in singapore
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I live on these forums.
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Going to buy, who sells cheapest?
wallmart
zellrrs
bestbay
dabay
futureshit

uhh, anyone live in toronto selling it?
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Havokk is actually my brothers xbox live name so i changed from Supreme edge to Havokk edge.He got havokk from thee comic book character.

Now I changed to Solidus Chaos and Hes LiquidHavokk.We went MGS style.
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If you have xbox Live Post your Tag, Rep and Score!


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Damn it aaronjer I took this weekend off from work cuz I was planning for you to come over. I even cleaned my house you prick!

and mikejer doesn't matter! You live near mikejer there will always be another time for tacos at mikejer's house
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Just woke up from one heck of a dream at 1:00 PM PST today. This is what I managed to write down before forgetting all the details. I usually don't get 3 hours to remember and write! I was lucky today! Not nearly as good as the last one, though. I don't remember any of the dialogue except one line...

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I title this dream: The Witch of Faraxia. Because she was the only person with a name.

The Witch of Faraxia is a very old (like hundreds of years old) woman from a long destroyed city called Faraxia. Everyone just thinks her name is 'Faraxia' because of the fact that they've never heard of the city Faraxia. She is supposedly very good at summoning spirits and gods into a physical form. She wore a brown hooded robe, sported stringy grey hair, and you couldn't ever see her eyes due to the hood.

The very first thing that happens in this dream is that she tries to summon me into a physical form. I was the the sorcerer king of ancient Faraxia, long dead from the time of the terrible catastrophe that left the entire city permanently frozen in ice. As we all know, sorcerer kings are ALWAYS evil, so her summoning of me was probably a bad idea. She was unable to summon me into a physical form. She could only grant me an ethereal body that could have little effect on the world. I didn't get a good look at myself in this form, but I could see that my hands were transparent and skeletal. I can only assume I was very much like the popular image of a 'phantasm'. I looked for a mirror, but the dark hole of a room she summoned me into didn't have much in the way of decorations. Other than the magical symbols drawn on the floor, of course.

Apparently everyone who died in Faraxia is nearly impossible to summon because a god is specifically keeping them all from leaving the afterlife. In most cases Faraxia's people would be unsummonable, but I was 'pushing from the other side' so to speak, and could at least come back as a ghostie. I had been a last resort for the Witch, she really didn't want to risk summoning me. But she wanted to bring her daughter back from the dead before she herself died of old age and she couldn't break the god's curse on her own. I told her that I would help her out of spite for the god that was keeping me from coming back into the living world. This actually quite true. What I didn't tell her was that I was going to possess during the ceremony to resurrect her daughter. She'd be unable to defend herself if she wanted her daughter back, so she'd be an easy target and a very powerful physical medium for me.

Everything went entirely according to my plan. I possessed the Witch of Faraxia just as her daughter regained physical (and naked, woohoo!) form. This meant that her daughter would never even know I had been summoned, so wouldn't suspect that I wasn't who I looked like. I then had to put up with being unfortunately old, female, and blood-related to this girl. At least this body had the magic mojo equivalent of Super Gandalf. I had to use the majority of my own power keeping the Witch possessed and keeping myself from being torn back into the afterlife by the god who I'm sure was starting to get very disturbed by my prolonged presence in the living world. The Witch's daughter didn't have to worry about the god trying to kick her back to the afterlife again, because the curse keeping her dead was only a side-effect of the curse that was supposed to keep ME dead. The witch's daughter looked like Brigitte Bardot (from the 60's) with black hair. The Witch apparently had kept her daughters personal belongings for the past couple hundred years, because there was an outfit that fit her perfectly laid out on the floor. It was an ornate, silver suit of lorica segmentata with metal greaves and bracers, leather leggings, a long sleeved black tunic and cape and a silver ring that I can only assume was magical in some way. It was heavy armor and unfortunately left much to the imagination. I recognized what she was wearing as the armor of a soldier of Faraxia, probably an officer. Completely breaking with the Roman style of her armor, she carried an English longbow and a hand-axe.

I told the Witch's daughter that I had summoned her so that she could go with me to Faraxia and ask the god to free the city from the freezing curse. She apparently didn't know much about the sorcerer king or why the city had been frozen, so she obliged without resistance. I got the feeling that the Witch didn't know her daughter very well, because she didn't trouble me with many personal conversations that I'd have to improvise with. The Witch's daughter seemed obedient, but somewhat distant and even slightly fearful. Apparently the girl expected her mother to be cold and business-like, so I didn't have to fake much of anything. I thought the fact that I didn't know her name was going to be a huge boulder in the road, but calling her 'you' or just telling her to do things without addressing her didn't upset her.

We traveled to Faraxia on a very uneventful boat, we climbed a few hills and crossed a river or two and even blazed a trail through a forest. It was all terribly boring. I'd just as soon use my magic to instantly transport us to Faraxia, but that's a power that the Witch shouldn't have and it might raise questions. We arrived at the outskirts of the curse hanging over Faraxia. It got cold and fast. There had been moisture in the air so everything was covered in a thin sheet of ice, but it didn't snow here. It was far too cold. I could use a simple sort of spell to keep the both of us from freezing to death (which would've taken less than an hour) and keep us mostly comfortable. Ahead of us was a building that was not covered in magical ice, and so must have been constructed after the freeze. It was a small wooden cabin with a stone chimney, only a couple hundred square feet. The billowing black some could only mean it was inhabited. I had no idea what this could mean. There was no reason why someone would want to try to live here.

The building sheltered a dozen sorceresses in training and their teacher. They were on a pilgrimage to visit their patron god. The same deceitful god who froze my city and killed me! I can't remember what happened, but I'm positive the god had tricked me in some way and that it was the cause of my downfall. They were protected from the fatal temperature by their allegiance or some rituals or something. I didn't know or care very much. I told them we were the last living Faraxians and wished to apologize to their god for what the sorcerer king had done and pledge our allegiance to him. They didn't question my motives.

We traveled into the city, you could barely tell that the city was medieval in style due to them much thicker sheets of ice that covered it. We made our way to the palace in the center of the city. The drawbridge to the palace was completely missing, but the moat was frozen over so you could just walk across. Inside it looked like a barely symmetrical white cavern due to all the ice hanging down. Straight ahead my old throne lay under at least a foot of ice, and a seat made out of ice sat atop it. The sorceresses busied themselves with their ritual to summon their god. This actually worked out quite well for me, because I didn't have to waste any energy summoning him myself. They all merely wished to gaze upon him and receive his blessing.

The god had apparently noticed us interlopers, and would not appear before us unless we proved the strength of our will to see him. From the ice rose a frozen cat-like beast. I sent the Witch's daughter to fight it. I stayed back and imbued her with the strength and speed required to defeat such a creature. This was also a power the Witch shouldn't have, but I was SO close and there weren't any other options. For what seemed like a much longer period of time than it really was, the Witch's daughter fought the monstrosity. The ring I assumed had magical properties could be used like a shield, hold up you hand as if you were holding a shield and it would deflect blows. Her bow was quite useless at this short range, so she fought with axe and 'shield'. The battle continued until the Witch's daughter was unable to continue fighting. The thing didn't kill her, it just pinned her down. The god, fortunately, was impressed with her will to keep fighting and deemed us worthy. The creature atop her shattered into tiny shards and was no more. The god finally appeared, an ethereal cat-like humanoid sitting in the throne of ice. This was very good for me, he was ethereal and was therefore something I could fight without needing to possess the Witch. I burst forth from the Witch in a cloud of dark smoke and floated before my nemesis in phantasmal form. He just looked at me, he clearly recognized who I was, but was apparently waiting for me to make a move.

I menaced, "Shouldn't you be busy murdering your allies and destroying cities? Get outta my seat!"

At this point he stood, and the Dawn of Sorrow version of 'Dance of Illusions' started playing. An amazingly appropriate piece in name and sound for what was happening. I could see my reflection in the ice now. I was a transparent skeleton as I had thought. I was wearing armor similar to the Witch's daughter's, but it was more ornate and much lighter. The armor itself was silver with burgundy highlights. I had a long, burgundy coat on over my armor, not dissimilar to a trench coat but more flared. I had a thin robe under my armor instead of a tunic, it was tied with a belt and obscured my feet entirely. I levitated everywhere I went, so it's not like I had to worry about tripping. When I closed my right fist a sword shimmered into existence. It was transparent as I was and bright white. It was a 19th century saber like what cavalry would carry. The god remained unarmored, but lifted a somewhat crudely formed broadsword of ice out of the ground. As we circled each other for a moment, hovering in the air, thousands of phantasmal being like me appeared in the hall around us. These were the cursed people of Faraxia and the god was apparently too busy focusing his power against me to keep them from coming to watch the fight.

Our actual fight only lasted about a minute and a half. We quickly maneuvered around each other, fading in and out of sight and would clash swords, strike and parry quicker than humanly possible and then back away from each other. We did this three times until he ran me straight through the chest as I attempted to recover from a poorly executed parry. I dropped my sword, used my right hand to grab onto his sword to keep him from pulling away, and turned to face the very confused sorceresses who were watching us fight. I reached out with my left hand and magically sucked the life out of them. They fell to the floor as bones and dust. I glowed very brightly for a moment and crushed the god's sword in my hand. Before he could back away I grabbed his shoulders and similarly sucked the life out of him. He turned very pale and hung in the air barely able to lift his head enough to look at me. Without a word from either of us I rematerialized my sword in my hand and cut him vertically in two. He shattered and disappeared.

The ice faded away and the cursed spirits of the dead went with it. I used the life I sucked from the god to reform my living body and happily strolled over to my throne. The Witch hadn't died from my possession, and had managed to stand at this point. Her daughter had sat up and was obviously totally confused about what had just happened. The Witch looked angry as if she intended to do something about me, but I told her that she and her daughter were both still alive and that they had better not even complain. She told me that I would doom the entire world with my war against the gods, but I thought otherwise. It's true I had a penchant for angering the gods, but now that I had killed one it was unlikely that the others would risk themselves in an attempt to chastise me. This is where I woke up and started furiously writing.
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Yea, email is a thing of the past. Long live morse code!
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Ummm, my age doesn't matter. I'm a girl, obv. It doesn't matter where I live, I'll find you. How about we meet in my basement?
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aaronjer said:
Hi! <3<3<3 You may know me as AaronJer, but my real name is Evelyn Harrison. I'm a sixteen year-old girl who likes to hang out with friends and play tennis.

Hi Evelyn! I'm 16 too, totally not like a 40-year-old rapist! Where do you live?

I'd like to say in case there happen to be any government officials watching, really, I'm not. I've seen the idiots that get caught on Panorama... quite hilarious really.
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It got everything wrong except my IP, ISP, OS, Browser, and where I live.
I just get on AND i advertise every once in a while on xbox live and other places like myspace or something i dont do myspace as much but i have a banner sayin superjer.com
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u live as high as a kite.
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I generally let stupid but not meaningless trucks like this live. I only delete the "I AM HAOVKK ADN I LEIK PORN!" type trucks.
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It's part of your job as a boyfriend to worry and upset your girlfriend's parents*. It cannot be avoided. You'll have to live with it.

*This applies in reverse as well.
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SRAW said:
Down Rodeo said:
SRAW you suck.


FUCKHEAD


I like my title actually.Oh and Im at the other Havokks house.and we...will fuck you up.CRY HAVOKK!I know were you live.Shitcreek island.
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Picked by the man Himself!!!


* When the Boogeyman goes to sleep every night, he checks his closet for Chuck Norris.

* Chuck Norris doesn't read books. He stares them down until he gets the information he wants.

* There is no theory of evolution. Just a list of creatures Chuck Norris has allowed to live.

* Outer space exists because it's afraid to be on the same planet with Chuck Norris.

* Chuck Norris does not sleep. He waits.

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Chuck Norris is currently suing NBC, claiming Law and Order are trademarked names for his left and right legs.
* Chuck Norris is the reason why Waldo is hiding.

* Chuck Norris counted to infinity - twice.

* There is no chin behind Chuck Norris
Chuck Norris uses Tabasco Sauce for eye drops.

Chuck Norris can get Blackjack with just one card.

"One time I was with Norris in the back of a pickup truck, along with a live deer. Norris goes up to the deer and says, 'I'm Chuck Norris! SAY IT!' Then he manipulates the deer's lips in such a way as to make it say, 'ChuckNorris' ... It wasn't exactly like it, but it was pretty good for a deer!'"

People created the automobile to escape from Chuck Norris...Not to be outdone, Chuck Norris created the automobile accident.

Chuck Norris roundhouse kicks people in the face first and asks questions later.

When Chuck Norris was born, the only person who cried was the doctor. Never slap Chuck Norris.

Chuck Norris can sneeze with his eyes open.

Archeologists in India recently uncovered a new dinosaur. It
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You get funny pics and show them and gives them a story with your own family.I'll start!

So my brother Jamie went down to the tattoo shop with his twin bro Jeff who has tattoos on him, he wants Jeff to help him pick out a cool tattoo.My bro Jeff said to get a funny tattoo.Jamie though about it and how fat he is and found the perfect tattoo!



(The only true parts in this story is my brother are Jamie and Jeff they are twins Jeff dose have a lot of tattoos and Jamies fat.)

Me and my brother Leo decided to get on some porn sites at school,you know wanna those live sex shit?Ya.We made a profile and looked for some girls and found a girl.Me and Leo though of a funny pics after looking at those honkers and went outside took his photo and came back in and put it in and this is what we came up with.




(The true parts of this story.No true parts)

This is what my dick Dickie had to say in court.



(The truth in this story is..I was found guilty) (J/k! none true)
i live nearish youse guys.
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I live 20 minutes from Redmond. SuperJer lives 10 minutes from Redmond. My parents live 0 minutes from Redmond. Most of my friends live 5-10 minutes from Redmond. We could hold hands and skip down the street... but that would be gross. We DO all go out to eat every Friday, though. If you were that close you could probably come along.

AND HIS NAME IS FUCKING SUPEJER! GOD DAMMIT!
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aaronjer said:
Do it for our children's future's freedom!!

Freedom, maybe; but they're very screwed regardless. Unless you live in council flats in Glasgow in which case it's already here.
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Yeah, but the difference is that people don't actually watch and obsess over that stuff constantly and bug you in the middle of class saying "HEY HAV U SEEN LATST INUASHA / DEATHNOTE / WHATEVER??!111".

Ever see that one movie on sci-fi channel about the gigantic nazi supersoldier created in a lab? SS Doomtrooper or what not? Ever time I hear about it its ridiculed.

You go and hear about something like Full Metal Alchemist: The Movie, with Hitler and Nazi supersoldiers going through a dimentional gate to steal magic from another world and use it to take over our planet, all the while trying to evade this one guy who has a tin can for a sidekick, and seems to possess superpowers, all the while evading grey goop and a crazy german chick bent on ... I don't even know why she was trying to do that. Yet people love that show.

Doomtrooper was live action too, plus the gear was actually realistic, and not just knight-rhino suits and bone-airplanes. I'm not saying that I didn't like FMA, its just kinda bewildering that people obsess over stuff that makes no sense. Doomtrooper at least made sense.
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Have it on Xbox, play it a fair amount, don't have Live :D.
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i live 4ever!!!!
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lol hes just messin with you ! jeeezz

btw the answer to your question :

BURN IN HELL MOTHERFUCKER !

you know why i said this and be careful .. i know where you live !
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I live closer....HA!
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begginer said:
you mean "here" not "there" cause this is SJ.com

BTW i have a little make-shift house over here somewhere so i do live here

omg i didnt even notice
but i dont live here
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you mean "here" not "there" cause this is SJ.com

BTW i have a little make-shift house over here somewhere so i do live here
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aaronjer said:
It's because he does many different things, Subries. He doesn't live at SJCOM.web like the rest of us do.

hey i dont live there
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It's because he does many different things, Subries. He doesn't live at SJCOM.web like the rest of us do.
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I can actually live and breathe on the music from Total Annihilation. My entire circulatory system and brain functions could shut down and you wouldn't be the wiser until someone turned off the phatty jams.
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if u live there, i hope it gets invaded
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Thanks, I have worked through all of Superjer's steps and created my first simple map. My only problem now is the final step to "Press any Key to Continue" in the Command window does nothing. (Yep, I checked, there are no errors...I had one and fixed it)

Another weird thing is that now double-clicking on my CS icon opens Half-Life and not CS... I can't even figure out how to open CS anymore.

My CS does not live in my C drive...it lives in my H drive partition (where I had to move my ZHLT folder to clear the original error)...would that cause any problems?
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nice try rodeo , i know your form Scotland ( like you wrote it , maybe you knew i would look at that , so you changed it just to screw me up , or you didn't cause you knew that i would think that you changed it so i wouldn't go there , but you do actually live there , or not .... results: im staying the fuck home ! )


Btw didn't get what cornjer said
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All I know is that, where I live. We all love Kim. Kim Jong loves all. We serve.
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Good, I live in... Azerbijan? No, wait, Tallahasse! Umm.... Uzbekistan! That's it!

And back to topic. So about this game...
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superjer said:
"Well he's like an old granny at a retirement home in Chicago."
"On indefinite stay."
"He doesn't have memory loss, he has gained memories."
"He used to live on the 3rd floor, but now he lives on the side floor."
"His room has 3 windows but they're above the ceiling."
"And he talks to the TV all day, even when it's off."


For the record, various of those statements are true.
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THIS is how much I sometimes manage to frantically write down about a dream before I forget everything. SuperJer is officially blown out of the water. No, my dreams are not ALWAYS this coherent. There are a few "non-canon" things that I'm sure I forgot about that I dreamt while in the middle of this, but I didn't bother writing them. If you've got a big brain and play/watch a lot of semi-obscure games/anime you'll probably be able to tell where most things in this came from.

I honestly don't expect any of you to actually read all of this, I just wanted to blow superjer up.

I basically never edit my dream notes after I first draft them, there's a few weird sentence structure problems and a few grammar mistakes. Get over it.

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I was on a beach running towards a walled city (about a mile away) with a mother and her two daughters while being chased by something called a Finisher. The Finisher was dusty white skeleton with a purple hooded cloak and a spear that could teleport. They are created by powerful mages and monsters to be sentient assassins, but do not disappear if their creator dies. This one had no master, and just liked to kill things as far as I could tell. I was still badly injured from a previous fight so I was hoping I could avoid combatting it, for whatever reason I'd decided to help that family get away from it too. The Finisher kept appearing behind us and disappearing and occasionally it would appear close enough to attack me (I was at the rear) and I'd have to block it. Eventually he appeared in front of me, and said,

"I'll spare the rest if the youngest is left behind."

This made me realize that he thought I was strong enough to be a threat to him. I said,

"I was never told that Finisher Coso was such a fool as to show his hand to an enemy."

He then responded,

"The youngest will die no matter the outcome."

This made me think this Finisher DID have a master... he really wanted her dead. He turned towards the family, who stupidly had not continued running during our dialogue... and before I could do anything teleported and impaled the little girl, killing her instantly. The older daughter and mother just froze in fear and shock. I lunged at the Finisher (I had no weapon, mind you, and had apparently been cut and stabbed at least a dozen times in the past day) and while _barely_ avoiding his spear grabbed his wrist... bone... and with a flash of light did something that apparently sealed his magical abilities. It left him unable to teleport or use the hand that wrist was attached to. He attempted to do an overhead swing with the spear at me one-handed, but I fairly easily grabbed it with two hands and wrenched it away from him, pulling him face first into the sand in the process. As he attempted to stand up I thrust it straight through his skull, smashing it to pieces and killing him.

Things were looking up... I had a weapon now, and a very strong one. The spear was fairly lightweight but made of some dark grey magical material that would bend slightly but not break under extreme circumstances. The point was sharp enough to thrust directly into rock and the shaft was approximately 6 and a half feet long.

The older daughter was still standing wide-eyed in shock but the mother had moved on to crying (and I mean like, loud, screaming horrible crying) and huddling over the youngest daughter's corpse. Lucky for her I had some seriously over-the-top magical powers. I told her there was still time and that I could still save her. I placed one hand on the deceased's forehead and one over her heart (it wasn't all gross or awkward, she was too young to have boobs), closed my eyes and suddenly my vision was filled with a very scary rotting demonic face.

I said, "Return this girl's soul, I will heal the body."

It looked almost amused and responded, "This girl died by a Finisher's spear. You can't save her."

Finally I said something that I might actually say in the waking world...

"That sounds like a challenge!"

It's expression became much more serious, and it said, "Have it your way, she will simply die again from the same wound."

What I did at this point hurt a LOT. I really can't express in words the sheer utter pain this caused me... I thought the parasite in the back was bad in a previous dream but this SERIOUSLY fucking HURT. I'm pretty sure what I did was dig into one of the wounds I already had, wrench out a chunk of bloody meat, and use it to magically replace the flesh that the Finisher's spear had destroyed. This part hurt considerably less than the next... using what I can only assume was my own blood and soul I used some form of magic that forced her soul back into what was no longer entirely her own body (that makes it harder to do) and broke past the curse a Finisher puts on their slain victims. I can only imagine the sensation felt like burning alive. When it was over, I passed the fuck out... if only for a moment.

When I awoke the mother was hugging her children a lot, and the children were complaining that it was awkward/embarrasing/that they were hungry. The younger sister's dark blue kimono-ish clothes didn't show blood very well, but my white dress shirt and bandages were now a solid bright red. If things were realistic I'd have been very dead at this point. At least I'm pretty sure that like usual I wasn't human in this dream... apparently I used as much magic as I could when I killed Finisher Coso and ressurected the girl, because I wasn't able to heal myself much. I saw a bunch of people in white hooded robes running towards us from the city and then passed out again.

I awoke in a poorly lit and fairly cramped room with wooden walls and a low slanted ceiling. At the other side of the room was a man I recognized as the General of the walled City's defense forces. I will be refering to him as General Souther to avoid confusion. He was completely bald and looked to be in his late forties. Other than being a little scruffy he had no facial hair. He looked a little bit like Bruce Willis, but not enough to make me think his likeness came from him. He was wearing a fairly standard suit of light plate armor. It had the whole harness thing going on, the front side of his legs had plate but the back just had mail. He had bracers but lacked upper arm protection. I had the feeling that we hadn't seen each other in a while but had known each other for a very long time. He wasn't wearing a helmet, probably because he was busy sorting through some paperwork on the desk he was sitting at. I was still badly injured, I'm not sure how long it had been since I got all sleepy, but it couldn't have been more than eight hours. I was able to stand, and did so quietly. I walked up behind General Souther and tapped him on the shoulder. He practically jumped out of his chair. He had a southern accent, hence the name.

"Dammit boy, I oughta put a bell on you!"

"Sorry, where is The Finisher's spear?"

"Equipment, end of the hall on the right... how the damn hell can you stand up with a hole the size of a fist ripped outta your stomach?!"

"I've had worse. It doesn't hurt."

That wasn't a lie, it didn't hurt at all.

"I swear, you Empire guys aren't human."

"How sweet of you to say."

"Get on outta here, you stink like a carcass."

"Uh... where's my shirt?"

"Burned it. Nobody wanted to clean it. The mages wouldn't even come near you. Afraid of your blood and all that nonesense."

"Well fuck... I was kinda hoping I'd wake up with all my parts intact."

At that, I went out into the hall, to the end of it, turned right... and the door was locked. I was too lazy to ask for somebody to open it so I just yanked the nob right outta the door... there were only two things in the room that weren't contained in large crates. The Finisher's spear and his hooded cloak. I took both... didn't want to scare any children with my gaping wounds. Also, I knew at this time as I did before that a Finisher's spear is extremely valuable and his cloak only marginally less so. Both are very magical... the spear for obvious reasons. The cloak was a little more subtle, it made the wearer immune to non-violent death and injury. As in, you don't age or get sick and things like poison and curses have no effect on you. I went up some stairs that were at the same end of the hall as the equipment room and out into the sunlight... The area looked like this:

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I walked to the left as soon as I exited the building, went about 40-feet, and realized that my wounds were too serious and I couldn't walk anymore. There was a big rock next to the road that was almost completely flat on top so I crawled up on to it and laid down. It wasn't comfortable but I liked the fresh air. A man and his boy (probably about 12, dressed similarly to the little girl from before) walked past and the man looked like he was pretending I wasn't there. The kid was tugging on him and talking about me. I don't think they thought I could hear them...

"Can I talk to him?"

"No! Keep your distance, he's an Empire soldier."

"But he saved that kid! I bet he's nice!"

"Nobody from the Empire is nice. Let's go."

The kid proceeded to complain and they got too far away to hear... I'm not sure why everyone distrusted people from the Empire so much... I don't know much about this "Empire" except that I was from there and that I was a fairly high-ranking soldier. There were a few other obvious things like that the Empire was the most powerful force in the area, and that empire soldiers didn't often come to towns like this. By that I mean this town was on the fringes of the Empire and was mostly an autonomous city-state that defended itself, but was still ruled by the Empire. I think most of the people's distrust came from rumors they heard, because I don't think an Empire soldier had set foot in this city in many years. I had begun the process of healing myself, I felt I had regained enough MP or whatever to pull it off... when some more kids showed up... lots of chillin' in this here dream. Of the half-dozen or so chillins two of them were the sisters that I saved earlier. The other four were all boys about the same age as the last one. The younger sister looked to be 8 or 9 years old and the older one had to be 14 or 15. They all looked really happy, like they were getting away with something fun by talking to me without their parents around to haul them off. They were all whispering to each other stuff like "Wow, cool! A soldier!" and "Look at that wound! He's gotta be super-strong to live through that!" excitedly when the older sister decided to actually say something 'to' me.

"You got hurt helping my sister... can I help you get better?"

I don't know why I always have to be so... bad... in dreams... I decided to say:

"Does your mom have a husband?"

She looked a little confused... but answered anyway.

"Yeah, he said we shouldn't talk to you, but my mom said we could."

Too bad she was't single... but now I had a twisted justification... their mom was pretty hot by the way...

"Is he tough?"

She smiled and said, "No, mom bosses him around a lot, he's a wimp."

All the kids laughed at this one.

"Well tell her to come out here and give me a kiss and I'll feel a lot better."

The boys now had decided I was the coolest person ever. The older sister looked really embarrased and said, "I can't tell mom that!"

One of the boys immediately yelled out, "Empire soldiers rule! I'm gonna go say it for you!"

They all ran off and the older daughter was yelling, "No, don't!" and such.

After a few more minutes General Souther came out and talked to me. I guess he just had nothing better to do... I'm pretty sure that Finisher Coso was the worst thing that had come near this city in quite a while. This was a peaceful, although well defended town.

"What's the matter with you, boy? You get outta that bed to come lay on a rock?"

"S'better than staring at the back a' your wrinkled dome all day."

"Do you talk to your commander like that, boy? If one of my men talked like that to a superior officer he'd get his god damn teeth knocked down his throat."

"Haha, I don't have a commander, I'm a specialist."

"What do you specialize in? Pissing people off?"

"No, just you, General."

"I shoulda figured as much. Anyway, let's get serious. You've got some explaining to do. What the hell are you doing all the way out here, and why would a god damn Finisher be after that little girl?"

I really didn't remember how I got where I was.. so I made something up...

"I was fighting a sorceror and he hit me with a spell. Next thing I knew I was on the beach and saw Coso chasing those people. I owed him one for sticking a knife between my ribs once so I decided to help them get away. He apparently learned a few new tricks since I last saw him so-"

General Souther cut me off.

"I don't need to hear your life story, son, I know you killed Coso and I don't care how you did it. I take it you have no idea what he was after them for, then."

"Tch, nobody ever wants to hear about how I kick ass... I know he was after them because somebody paid him, Coso is... or was, a mercenary to the core. I haven't a clue who hired him, though."

"That doesn't do me any good, talking to you has been a waste of time as usual."

General Souther turned to leave as he spoke, it looked like some mages and soldiers were waiting for him now over by the building I came from. I really was expecting a thank you for all the effort I went through...

"Yeah. You're welcome for saving that kid. I feel sooo appreciated."

He turned and looked at me with his mean face.

"Keeping the townsfolk from kicking you out into the desert is my way of thanking you. You're causing a lot of trouble by coming here."

Can you feel the love? These people really hate Empire soldiers! Jeez! I just nearly killed myself saving the life of a little girl from this place and they won't even give me the time of day! I mean... it started with me just wanting to get back at Coso, I know... but NOBODY could have blamed me if I didn't try to bring that girl back to life. THAT was a freebie, dammit! What's the matter with these people!? Ahem. Sorry about the rant. My dreams get pretty emotional.

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Now that I could walk again I decided to go buy a horse... and a map... so I could figure out where the hell I was and go home. I had money but I knew it wasn't the currency they used here, and I'm sure it would just piss people off if I tried to convince them to take Empire money, so it was bartering time. This town was actually pretty big, there had to be at least 15000 people living inside the wall, and probably another few thousand living by the water fishing and farming and crap. Some people stared and muttered to each other as I walked past and others turned around and went the other way. At this point I decided it wasn't that the people didn't appreciate me saving that girl, it's that they didn't believe I did it. They simply could not accept that an Empire soldier helped someone, at the very least not without ulterior motives. I saw what looked like a fairly large and well-rounded store and went inside. It was called "Lion Heart" and had an overly ornate sign depicting two lions facing each other and an angel in between them. When I went in the two customers that were inside went out. I went straight up to the man that looked like he was in charge, a husky man in his early thirties wearing a thick leather apron and sporting one hell of a mustache. He didn't look too happy that I came into his store...

"I'll trade you this Finisher's Spear for your best horse (I saw a stable around back of the place). It's worth more than everything in this store... good deal, don't you think?"

He continued to look pissed off, and wouldn't even look at me while he spoke... he just continued to act like he was busy with something.

"I wouldn't give you a lame horse, or a lame horse's shit for that."

This was a little surprising to me... most people know that magical things, especially those created by powerful sorcerors are typically very valuable...

"Do you know what a Finisher's Spear is? You could sell this for-"

People like to cut me off in this town. And he was mad now.

"I damn well know what it is. And we don't want your black arts or your demon weapons in this town, you hear me?!"

Hooboy... the fact that this city is called "Holy City Okan" would have been useful information to know BEFORE I came in here... but hey! Who ever said that I use black magic! I mean, I do... but he couldn't possibly know that!

"Hey, who says I use black magic?!"

"Nobody could hold that cursed spear bare-handed without being paralyzed by fear if they weren't a master of demon sorcery!"

Bugger is too damn smart... what the hell do I do now? How am I gonna get a horse if nobody will take my money and nobody wants my evil soaked loot... since when do Merchant's know so much about magic anyway? What kind of town IS this?! I mean, it's not like I'm gonna starve, since I'm wearing a Finisher's cloak... but it's HUNDREDS of miles back to the Empire!

"Also we have a no-shirt no-service policy."

Gehehehe... I'm not the one who lit my damn shirt on fire... it was his holy friends that decided my shirt was buddies with the devil and needed to be purged of evil...

"Okay, look-"

I was interrupted... again... but this time it was a good thing. It was the mother of that girl! The one adult in this town who couldn't POSSIBLY hate me! Right...? I mean, she was there when the Finisher offered to let me go if I let the girl die, and I attacked him anyway! She HAS to know I'm on the up and up!

"Dear! This man brought our little girl back to life! Show him your manners!"

The man looked a lot less big and mighty all the sudden... but still said, "Bastard probably used black magic to bring her back... now she's cursed to-"

"You LISTEN to ME! I will NOT hear ANY MORE unkind words about this courageous and honorable knight who risked his own life to save our precious daughter!"

At this, the man had been thuroughly quelled by his wife.

"I suppose (he said this very grudgingly)... I could offer you one of my horses to show my gratitude... for what you did for my family."

"You'll give him our FINEST horse, and you'll stop using that tone if you don't want to sleep in the stables!"

"Yes, dear..."

He shuffled off to find a saddle or something, I dunno. The mother looked at me with a very kind expression. She was really quite beautiful. A lot more beautiful than a 30-year old woman who has had at least 3 kids ought to be. We're talkin' perfect here... and what she was wearing could barely qualify as more than a negligee or some other kind of undergarment. I think she had been taking a snooze since the incident like I had.

"I could never thank you enough for what you did this morning... you'll always be welcome here in our home. If there's anything I can do for you before you leave let me know."

Why did she have to be married?! I REALLY wish I had known this was just a dream at this point. It might have been worth the complete lack of story afterwards... I woulda been all over her... Ahem, enough of my perversions. At this point the most... 'enthusiastic'... boy, who I'm fairly certain is her son poked his head in the front door. He and the two sisters had been listening outside.

"He said he wants you to kiss him and make him feel good!"

Ehehe... heh... heh... that's what I get, I suppose. Earlier, I was imagining her husband to be a scrawny little guy who wouldn't be a threat to anyone. I mean, she had him wrapped around her finger and all... but he already freakin' hated me. I'm just glad he wasn't within hearing range. And wait a minute! The way that damn kid said it makes it sound a LOT worse than how I said it! Also, I don't remember his name so I'm just making one up and going with my Streets or Rage theme. Before I could say anything stupid and incriminating, which I'm sure I would have, the mother turned on the scold-o-matic.

"Samuel! Behave yourself! This man has had to deal with enough trouble already!"

"Wha-at! That's what he said!"

Damn kid! Shut up!

"Go outside and play with your friends this instant!"

"Awww..."

He turned around and ran off, the sisters giggled a lot and ran off too. Precocious little scamps. I hope that kid falls down and scrapes his knees or something... I proceeded to say something that the mother chose to hear in a way that made sense to her.

"Kids these days. It's that darn music they listen to."

"Oh he's always been like that, he just loves to cause trouble."

"Well let's hope he doesn't try to be like me..."

The mother saw something that I didn't outide and looked at me with a very grave expression. Then she opened her word hole and spat sentences at me.

"I know it's harsh to say this, but it would be best if you left town as soon as possible. Personally I don't care if you really have had dinner with the devil like so many here think. But you have to watch out, the only reason the mages here didn't kill you in your sleep is because General Souther wouldn't let them. Even he can't keep them in check for long."

"I can tell, the good General told me the mages wouldn't come near me... but I know he was lying now, I'm sure he had to beat them back with a stick... why does everyone here hate Empire soldiers so much, anyway?!"

She hesitated for a moment.

"The children aren't old enough to remember... that's why they don't avoid you. Even I thought every Empire soldier was a heartless murderer until you came along. A squad of Empire soldiers came to this city 12 years ago... it was the last time we've let anyone from the Empire in our city until now. I don't know a lot of the details, and I don't know why they did it... but they killed hundreds of us... men, women and children... it didn't matter. They laughed as they cut down innocent people who pleaded for their lives... nobody ever talks about it. We all just try to forget."

Jesus christ. Damn. Well, at least I know now. I had no idea I was working with people like that...

"Whoa... okay. You don't have to tell me anymore... except, if you know who they were or at least what banner they were flying I can have them hung by their entrails as soon as I get home."

I meant it too, even if I was a field agent I was a high-ranking officer in the military. It's the sort of thing I had enough pull to do. She looked a little taken aback by my words... if only for a moment.

"I... can't recall. It was too long ago and I was hiding in the cellar. I didn't get a good look at them. Although the thought of there being some justice is a pleasing one."

I like her style. People who are all lame and like "Killing them wouldn't bring back the people that died it would only cause more suffering blah blah blah" totally suck. Yeah it would cause suffering! That's the whole point! Suffering for those sons-of-a-bitches that killed your friends and family! Revenge is a wonderful thing to have! Ahem, anyway. At this point Mr. Unappreciative came back to give me some more attitude and annoy me. He was simply incapable of at least faking a few pleasant words.

"Your horse is out front. Try not to trample anyone on your way out of town."

I hate this guy. I guess he built up some more anti-wife courage while he was away... I'm sure he regretted it later.

"I'VE HAD IT WITH YOU! GET OUT OF HERE YOU WORTHLESS-!" she screamed. She didn't cut off... I just plugged my ears and ran outside.

At least the horse really was ready and didn't have anything wrong with it. General Souther was waiting for me by my brand new steed. His arms were crossed and he looked a little worried.

"You'd better saddle up and get on outta here, boy. I didn't wanna have to tell ya but the mages are trying to form a mob to get rid of you."

"It's always something..."

"They seem to think you've come here to scout the defenses so that the empire can send in troops and take over."

"I'm not a damn piss-ant scout. That's about as low-rank as they get."

General Souther suddenly looked a lot more serious than he ever had before.

"If they knew who you really were, they'd already have killed you."

I hopped onto the horse and got serious too.

"You sound so sure that they could catch me. I'd ask you to tell me how you ended up in this town... but I really don't want to have to hurt anyone, I think I can hear them tying a noose..."

That last part was a joke, and I said it with a smirk. As I started to ride off General Souther said one last thing. He knew what my job was as well as I did. I effectively had the same profession as lovable old Coso... I'm writing things in such a way as to have more dramatic effect for the reader. Shut up.

"I hope you never have official business here, assassin."

Without incident, I left town and headed East.

I have no recollection of the events between my leaving Holy City Okan and arriving at the Capitol city of the Empire. Also approximately 10 years passed between my returning home and the next set of events. I was awaiting the arrival of some people I was intended to work with in a dark and rainy alley between two buildings. Across the city at least a quarter of a mile away I could see a tall black tower through the gloom. So tall in fact that you could not discern the top of it. Lights pouring out it's windows kept rising into the sky until you could no longer see where one ended and the next started. That was part of some sort of headquarters for the Empire.

I still had the Finisher's spear and cloak after all that time, and I specifically noticed that I hadn't aged a single day because of the cloak. Normally people who had Finisher cloaks and Finishers themselves would be in a great deal of danger because obviously a lot of people would be willing to kill someone or battle a Finisher to get one of their cloaks... but there were severely high, nigh unreachable requirements for being able to even wear one without being cursed by it. Like the merchant said, one must be a master of demon sorcery to use such a thing effectively... and I was one of very few capable. In fact, it seemed as if the magic I used was forbidden even in the Empire except under certain circumstances like allowing specialists like myself to use it.

I was getting very bored and very irritated waiting for these guys... they were supposed to be here before me. When they showed up I saw that it was a team of Empire soldiers ten strong. They all looked like they were well-trained as warriors. Their leader told me that our orders were to head out to Holy City Okan. The Empire wished to install their own governor in the city, for it was an important city in the path of expanding to the West. Apparently they tried this a few months ago and the governor was violently kicked out of town... he didn't survive long after returning to the Capitol. They intended for me of all people to be the next attempt at installing a Governor... and it had been decided that this team of elite soldiers would be protection enough from the dissenting citizens. Normally I'd object to the whole thing but no matter what I did a governor would eventually take over that city, even if he had to massacre half the population just to do it. It might as well be me, I can trust myself to be fair to them at least, even if they were total dicks to me in the past.

I actually remember the journey back to Okan. After we left the enormous city that was the Empire's Capitol there was a distinct difference in reaction to seeing Empire soldiers. People in the Capitol would barely even notice us, or occasionally throw a friendly greeting our way. But on our way through a small burg people shut their windows and locked their doors, as if a glance from us could mean death.

Only one part of our travels stood out in particular, and that was when we were only a few miles away from the city and stopped to rest for the night. It was a dry and sandy climate, but couldn't qualify as a desert. You could always see another patch of trees down the road, and shrubbery was hardly uncommon. We sat in a circle around a fire... or more of a semi-circle with a floating point across from it. The soldiers all stayed out of arm's reach from me as if I might suddenly lash out at them. Nobody trusts an assassin, I guess.

While the soldiers muttered to each other and further ostracized me I saw several things lurking in the dark. One of them made some kind of crunching sound and all the soldiers shot to their feet and grabbed the hilts of their swords.

"What was that?! Does anyone see anything?" Their captain asked.

"Yeah. We're surrounded." I casually responded.

One of the soldiers had a worried look on his face, and loudly whispered, "Bandits...?!"

"Like anybody would be stupid enough to attack us... it's animals." I calmly replied.

I could tell it was a pack of some large anthropod beast, they we're standing hunched over in the dark about 30 feet away in every direction. There had to be at least two dozen of them. I hadn't stood up. I was just sitting on a log and gnawing on the bone of some animal. The soldiers had begun to stare at me with looks of disbelief.

The captain sounded none to pleased with me, and queried, "You don't seem worried! You just gonna sit there?"

"Your job is to protect me, isn't it?"

"That's our orders..."

"Well go earn your pay!"

Now all of the soldiers looked displeased and grumbled indecent words, but they formed a circle around me and advanced towards the beasts. I moved on to picking my teeth and I really paid no attention to the fight. I heard some yelling, and some roaring... and some high-pitched whining noises like a dog yelping as the soldiers undoubtably stuck swords in the monsters. I was kinda actually hoping the soldiers would lose, or at least get the crap beat out of 'em. An excuse not to go back to Okan would have been just dandy.

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This is the end of what I had time to write before I got distracted and forgot most of everything. Everything after this is just notes that are in the order I remembered them after I got back to writing it down. Dreams fade fast, I'm sure there was more, but that's all I got down. If you actually read everything up to this point you can write a 100 word essay on why sleeping too much fun. This may earn you an undetermined amount of points. Only the first few essays will get points. Yes, I know it's awesome to hide something like this in the middle of something most of you probably won't read. If Edan or that other guy writes something good again they'll get a double score for a combo.

-We arrived at town I had a terse argument with Souther. About what, I can't remember.-

-As Evening set in and we claimed an unused building we were attacked from all sides. Men on roofs of buildings with bows and arrows attacked first to little effect, the soldiers have very thick armor and I was behind them.-

-We backed off and ended up getting caught between two buildings with no way out. Except up... but only I could manage that. Even if the other soldiers were acrobatic enough they'd never have done it in that armor.-

-On both sides there were about 20 men with spears and round shields. The shields were silver and were designed with three crescents. Their spears were unremarkable other than that they all hadThey were mostly unarmored but held a massive advantage against our weapons given the confined space. Behind each group of men was an older man in white robes that looked just like the people who I saw earlier as I was passing out.-

-My soldiers weren't panicking but they knew they were totally screwed. I saw the old men in robes raise their hands at the same time, and all the enemy soldiers held their shields up to their faces. I yelled "cover your eyes" but it was too late. There was a bright flash, which I avoided most of, and the enemy soldiers charged forward. In the time it took me to jump and pull myself onto the roof of the shorter building my soldiers had already been killed or fatally injured.-

-Pact with demon.-

-Girl forced out of town.-

-Mother leaves with other daughter.-

-I bring the girl with me back to the Empire, and Empire sorcerors notice she has demonic power. I start trying to cover it up by saying that I just found her and she was already like that, but they don't listen and cut me off because they detect that she has the same blood as me. Empire mad that I did an unauthorized demon magic transfer, but I cover it up by saying she's my daughter, which is the only legal way to give someone demonic power since it can't be avoided. Then things get extremely awkward when we fall in love. Some nosey officials or nobles ask too many questions about us so I use my political pull to have them shipped overseas somewhere.-

-Well, I love me so much... and after I ressurected you you're more like me than any other girl... it's only natural, right?-

-I love you too, even if you are a coceited bastard.-

-You've got something on your vanity, Narcissus.-
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So I dreamed I was at a party and AaronJer was asked how he would describe Nezumi, and he said:

"Well he's like an old granny at a retirement home in Chicago."
"On indefinite stay."
"He doesn't have memory loss, he has gained memories."
"He used to live on the 3rd floor, but now he lives on the side floor."
"His room has 3 windows but they're above the ceiling."
"And he talks to the TV all day, even when it's off."

That is specifically what he said. I wrote it down right when I woke up. AaronJer you have some splainin' to do.
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You do live in Seattle...so it seems somewhat plausible.

I'm not entirely convinced. More details.
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prea multi romani

yeeaahh i hate my contry

if you don't know where romania is you guys mite know a part of romania named transilvania ( thats where i live )
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And now I post from Windows, meaning that it works correctly and I haven't accidentally wiped everything. Just the contents of D: recover ;)

That's harsh about not getting it to work, if you fancy you can have a 'live trial' of it from a cd. Basically you download the cd image file, burn it to a cd then reboot with the cd in the drive; most computers are set to boot from cd anyway.
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sprintf.

I can't live without my sprintf. itoa blows, if it even exists... I only knew of atoi.

couches or love seats?
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@Rodeo

What happened was that I tried a thousand different ways to change the partitioning of my NTFS C:/ drive that came with the prebuild gateway, on windows itself, so that I could install linux, but instead I ended up grabbing this loose drive I had revolving around and sticking it in as a slave. I made like 4 diffrent partitions of various sizes on the slave, but when I tried to partition the C:/ drive, it wanted to erase it. As we all know, we can't live WITHOUT windows (goddamn microsoft ), so that was a big no-no. As far as I can tell, there isint much way to repartition a hard drive without completely wrecking it first, although I have seen some software that allows you to dynamically partition hard drives, but A) I'm not sure that it'll keep the information, and B) it costs moneys. Plus I think you need to format your hard drive to install it ANYWAY, which kind of defeats the purpose.

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But your my hero superjer...

Anyway, probablly should have gone there in the first place, but since this is like my main forum (no joke), yeah. Ethernet IS a posibility, its just a total pain in the ass due to it (the computer) being way back in an almost completely inaccessible corner of my basement. Anyway, I'll try burning it to a CD, but I'm not entirely sure that all it needs is the drivers. Is there some kind of commands I can enter to find out the type of x implementation I have? (IE: What version of GNOME/XFCE/whatever?)
ah. well i live near seattle to so i think I CAN DECIDE weather any body else lives near seattle or not. cornjer, you're in. supreme havokkkkxk edge, you are in ohio.
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I live near Seattle.

And Seattle is named after Chief Sealth.
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For you to know IM Number 2!





IF you were born on the

1st, 10th, 19th, 28th of any month you are number 1.
2nd, 11th, 20th, 29th of any month then you are number 2.
3rd, 12th, 21st, 30th of any month then you are number 3.
4th, 13th, 22nd, 31st of any month then you are Number 4.
5th, 14th, 23rd of any month then you are number 5.
6th, 15th, 24th of any month then you are number 6.
7th, 16th, 25th of any month then you are number 7.
8th, 17th, 26th of any month then you are number 8.
9th, 18th, 27th of any month then you are number 9.


Number 1

You are smart, a straight talker, funny, stubborn,
hardworking, honest,jealous on a competitive basis,
kind hearted, temperamental, friendly,and popular.
You always want to be on the top and most independent.

You are most likely to fall in love at a young age,
but will marry once you mature! You are likely to have
problems with people who have opposite views and you
are most likely to take revenge over your enemies in
a long time basis.

You are a spender, but you will have a good profession
in the future. If you are guy you will be very popular.

You can go anywhere from the local shop to the
heart of the parliament because you are positive
and talented in numerous areas. But in your life you
will always have some people who will work hard to
bring you and your name down.

Because of your intelligence, some might hate you.
You are a pioneer,

independent and original your best match is 4,6,8
while a good match would be with 3,5,7


Number 2

No matter what, every one will love you because you are
ruled by the Moon. You day dream a lot, you have a very
low-self esteem, you need to have a back up for every
move in your life, you are very unpredictable.

You tend to change according to time and circumstances,
selfish, have a very strong sense of musical and
artistic talent and powerful verbal communication.
You can be sweet as an angel and can be ruthless
when double crossed. Some might say you have a
sixth sense. You will become a poet, writer,
an artist or a businessperson. You are not strong
in love, so your relationship will be in disarray
until you settle down.

If you are a girl, you will be responsible for
your family.If you are a man, you tend to get
involve in fights and arguments in the family.

You will sacrifice your life for your family.
You are gentle, intuitive with a broad vision.
You make a well-balanced person.
Your best match is 2, 7,5, and 9 no other people
can put up with you!!!


Number 3

You are hardhearted and selfish most of the time.
You always tend to have lots of problems within your
family in the early stages but you will be able to
cope with everything.

You seem to have your way in everything.

And from birth you would always have to work hard
to achieve anything you want.
You always make a point to set examples on others,
especially the younger ones.
Generally you are not a cool person.

Its not easy dealing with you.
A tough player you are! But once you are comfortable
with someone, it will be a lasting friendship.

You always earn respect from others.
Your like seems to have lots of worries and problems
but they wont be for long. You will have brilliant kids!

You love money a bit too much so temptation will
push you to try endlessly. You will look after your
family and help friends, so you will spend a life time
just being generous and

kind except for men born on the 21st.

You love your freedom, creative and ambitious,
a person who brings beauty, hope and joy to this world!!
Your best match 6 and 9. Good match 1, 3, and 5


Number 4

You are very stubborn, very hard working but unlucky in
important matters in life, very cool and helpful.
You might repel people away from you, you may cause
nuisance to others if you area man,
as you gifted are with understanding other
peoples problems.

If you are a girl, you excel in your studies and arts.
If you are a guy you spend most of your time with
girl friends and you tend to have too much fun with
your mates and girls. Your friends will spend your
time and money and get on with their life and you
will be left empty handed. So be careful! You love
to spend. Your positive side is that you are always
around to help family and friends.

You always fall in love with those younger than you.
You often live with disappointments but you will take
good care of your family. You need to be careful of
people who will take advantage of your kind heart.
And beware of your relationships too. You are radical,
patient, persistent, and a hit old-fashioned;
you live with foundation and order.

Your best match 1, 8. Good match 5, 6, and 7


Number 5

You are very popular and you can get things done only
by talking. Even to your enemies!

You are business-minded and like to do things
spontaneously. You will be famous if you get involved
in any business.

Your friends and families will always ask for your help,
and you are the one actually with the money to help
your friends. You will have more than one relationship,
but when you settle down you tend to be selfish.

You tend to go for other relationships - even if you
are married at times because of your popularity.

You tend to get along easily with anyone because the
numbers is a middle number. You love freedom,
and changes.

You learn your life through your personal experiences.
Your best match 1, 2, Good match 6, 8.


Number 6

Ooopppss.. you were born to enjoy! You dont care
about others. I mean you always wanted to have a
lifetime of enjoyment. You will excel in either
education or business management!

You are talented, kind but with only people
who you think are nice, and popular.
All good things come easily to you.

Your mind and body is just made perfect for love.
You are loveable by any number. But if you are a
number 6 men, you will be involved in more thana few
relationships until you get married.

If you are a girl, most of you will get married or
engaged early. You are a caring person towards your
family and friends. You are a person of compassion,
comfort and fairness, domestic responsibility,
good judgment, and after all you can heal this
worlds wounds to make peace for everyone because
you have the great power and caring talent to take
the world of love further..

Your best match 7, 6, and 9. Good match 4, 5


Number 7

You are realistic, confident, happy, and talented
in education, music, art, singing, and most
importantly in acting.

You also have a bad temper! You value your family
status a lot; you will be in the top rank when
you reach a certain age.

If you are a guy you are popular with girls.
Most of the number 7s face lots of problems with
their married life. Only a few are happy.
You have everything in your life but with worries
throughout your lifetime.

You need to get ready looking for a partner
rather than waiting. If you dont,
then you might end-up being single.
You are born to contribute to everyones joy.
Your best match is 2. Good matches are 1,4


Number 8

You have a very strong personality and people will find
it hard to understand you. You are more likely to
suffer in your younger years. You might be also the one
responsible to look out for your family.

You often suffer all the way through life. You will
learn life in a very practical way. You are the one
who will fight for justice and may even die in
the war too. You are normally very reserved with a
handful of friends and most of the time, live life
alone and always prepared to help others.

However, once you settle down,which is often late,
then your had lucks will disappear.

You will face unexpected problems such as encountering
poisonous animals, and accidents. You are
highly-disciplined, persistence, and courageous,
and it is your strength that will take you to success.

You are a great part of a family team.You are a fighter!

Your Best match are 1, 4, and 8. Good match 5.


Number 9

You guys are the most incompatible people in the world.
You are so strong, physically and mentally.

You often have big-aims. You will work hard and will
think its still hard to get there, even if you
already have gotten there! Normally you suffer in
the early age from family problems and generally
you will have to fight in life.

You are respected by others. You were however very
naughty in your childhood,and often got beaten up by
your parents and had been involved in fights and you
seemed to have suffered lots of injuries.

But when you grow older you become calm and will fall
into the quiet and dignified macho type.

Love is not an easy matter for you. You are however
good in engineering or banking jobs because people
always trust you. Your family life is very good,
but you will always worry over your children.

Your finer qualities are that you are humanitarian,
patient, very wise and compassionate.

You are born to achieve targets and serve every one
equally without any prejudice.

You are a role model for everyone.

Your best match 3, 5,6, and 9. Good match 2
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Yea, that is definatly true. We're not nazi anymore. People -who visited Germany- actually say that the germans are one of the nicest people and stuff.

Though, the east is still pretty racist and contains (compared to the other regions!) alot of racists/nazis. That is because there is alot of unemployment and a lack of women (true!). Also everyone who has the moneys, leaves the east. Luckily I live in the south east.
A man came home from work one day to find his wife on the front porch with her bags packed.

'Just where the heck do you think you're going!', said the man.

'I'm going to Las Vegas', said the wife, 'I just found out I can get $400 a night for what I give you for free!

'The man said, 'Wait a minute!', and then ran inside the house only to come back a few minutes later with his suitcases in hand.

'Where the heck are you going?', said the wife.

The man said, 'I want to see how you're gonna live on $800 a year!'
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But then i have to sign my self in to yahoo and send it and its easier this way. cuz its my homepage.and for the love of god if you say im trying to promote my self im ganna shove a mellow yellow can up your ass sideways .....ounce i find out were you live.
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hope theres h3 under tht tree too!!!!

if you get the 360 premium pack you get:

[list]1 mike
1 wireless controller
av cables [hdtv capable]
power supply
1 hard drive[/list:u]

360 premium pack's Xbox Live:
[list]1 month gold membership free trial
1 month Xbox Live free trial[/list:u]

Halo 3:
[list]48-Hour Xbox Live free trial[/list:u]

Repair Shipment[when you get your 360 back from the repair shop]:
[list]Fixed 360 console
1-month Xbox Live[/list:u]
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It's just that i live in ThaiLand my whole life, i was born there so it's quite close to me
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OBsIV a hero among men has developed the Xbox Input Machine after successfully being able to control the Xbox with the Wiimote. Unfortunately it still requires the use of a wired controller and the horrible XFPS to circumvent X360's peripheral security. It works by interpreting mouse + keyboard movements from a computer, translating it with a micro controller to ps/2, and then sending it to the XFPS.
Check it out at http://obsiv.spaces.live.com/default.aspx?wa=wsignin1.0

Heres a pic of one that I created.

Does it make Halo3 more fun? Yes.
Is Halo 3 still a flawed game even though its fun? Yes.
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YEA wait somehow xbox live on halo 2 isnt working

EDIT:i know why xbox live isnt working now, my free trial expired ima buy the 3 month one this weekend at bestbuy
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Go read stuff about ray-tracing so you know what you're talking about and then use Pixelmachine as a live demo.

There?
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When i get a 360 for xbox live i can't choose what my names going to be my curently name is well supreme edge so vote for the ones you thinks is better or send me your own name you think is cool!
hes not.

"mrsticks" said:
jacksmoke, cut the age guessing shit. its fuckin annoying. im 17


he said that in april, and unless you live somewhere where your 17 and not a junior/senior in high school, you made that up.


/rant

if do live somewhere like that, my bad.
i was wondering if anyone knows when the naruto:rise of a ninja demo will come out on the xbox live marketplace.....or if it even will..
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Well maybe that's because you spelled "Flash 8" as "dress webhost".

Or you were using Live Search instead of Google.
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Its a clone of pong, except it actually happens to be awesome, as your playing in a sort of psycadelic liquid.

It was made by a university student at GMU, which is not far from where I live. I dont know the guy personally, but it made the Washington Post.

http://www.plasmapong.com/
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WOW! Just 50 bucks?!

You must live in West Virginia!
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If anyone Has A xbox live gamertag and plays Halo 2 is welcome to join the movie That we are making of Mcdiddys just add my gamertag Supreme edge (so obvious) Superjer gave me permission so don't try to sue me! We need just a few more people and we can start.
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Virtual crimes hurt people just like the real thing!!

How can you live with yourself after killing all those halo peoples?!?
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Yo daddy is so poor he can't even pay attention.

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The Ballerina

A good-looking woman walks into a bar wearing a tube top. She sits down at the end of the bar and immediately raises her hand to signal the bartender for a beer. At that moment, everybody notices that she doesn't shave her armpits. When she finishes her drink she raises her arm again to get another one. Again, everybody sees her incredibly hairy armpits. This happens a few times.
Meanwhile, a drunk man on the other side of the bar says to the bartender as he passes him, "Hey! D'you see that ballerina on the other side of the bar?"

The bartender gives him a nod.

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A woman went to the Post Office to buy stamps for her Christmas Cards. "What denomination?" asked the clerk.
"Oh, good heavens! Have we come to this?" said the woman. "Well, give me 30 Catholic, 10 Baptist ones, 20 Lutheran, and 40 Presbyterian."



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A Post Office worker at the main sorting office finds an unstamped, poorly hand-written envelope addressed to God. He opens it and discovers it is from an elderly lady, distressed because some thief robbed her of 100 dollars. She will be cold and hungry for the rest of the month if she doesn't receive some divine intervention.

The worker organizes a collection amongst the other postal workers, who dig deep and come up with 96 dollars. They get it to her by special courier the same morning.

A week later, the same postal worker recognizes the same hand on another envelope. He opens it and reads: "Dear God, Thank you for the 100 dollars. This month would have been so bleak otherwise. P.S. It was four dollars short but that was probably those thieving bastards at the Post Office."



The neighborhood postman was retiring after 30 years. On his last day of delivering mail, all of the people on his route left him something in the mail box in honor of his retirement. Some left money, some left small gifts, and some met him at the door and invited him in for a drink.

As he was putting the mail in the mailbox of the last house, the door opened, and the woman of the house stood there in beautiful lingerie. She invited him inside and lead him upstairs where she made mad passionate love to him. After their lovemaking she lead him downstairs where she prepaired an exquisite dinner for him.

He found a dollar bill under his plate as he ate and asked her about it. She explained, "When I called my husband to tell ask him what we should give you for your retirement, he said, 'fuck him, give him a dollar.' Dinner was my idea."


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No Arms and No Legs... Pile

What do you call a guy with no arms or legs lying in a pile of leaves?
Russell.

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--That comment about Elton being "twice the woman" she ever was.
--Caught Eminem fantasizing about killing other women.

--Sick of hiding her love for the Insane Clown Posse.

--Sure, he talks and raps like a black man, but when he takes down his pants...

--Would rather end up like Nicole Kidman than Nicole SIMPSON.

--Overheard 5-year-old daughter shouting, "Faggot!" while watching "Mr. Rogers".

--Recently overtaken by a strange and unfamiliar compulsion to live past the age of 35.

--I mean come on, people. . . the dude LOST TO STEELY DAN!!!

--Thanks to a recent surgery, her head's no longer implanted deep within her own rectum.

...And The Top Reason Eminem's Wife Filed For Divorce. . .

--Sick of dating a rich, famous, abusive bastard. Would like to try a poor, unknown abusive bastard for a change.

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Not Going To Try This Again

A blonde decides to try horseback riding, even though she has had no lessons or prior experience. She mounts the horse unassisted and it immediately springs into motion. It gallops along at a steady and rhythmic pace, but the blonde begins to slip from the saddle. In terror, she grabs for the horse''s mane, but cannot seem to get a firm grip.
She tries to throw her arms around the horse''s neck, but she slides down the side of the horse anyway. The horse gallops along, seemingly ignorant of its slipping rider.

Finally, giving up her frail grip, the blonde attempts to leap away from the horse and throw herself to safety. Unfortunately, her foot becomes entangled in the stirrup, and she is now at the mercy of the horse''s pounding hooves as her head is struck against the ground over and over.

She starts to lose consciousness, but to her great fortune, Bobby, the Wal-Mart greeter, sees her and unplugs the horse.
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I just got an email from Dan the Man Roe saying he thinks the new McDiddy's ought to have more voice acting. Here is my response:

Quote:
Hi Dan,

I am working on McDiddy's 3 (slowly) and unfortunately for you, it will not have a lot of voice acting. Since the drive-thru ordering scene in McDiddy's 1, I haven't been able to come up with anything as funny to do with voices. The main problem is the conflict between the DOYOOOOOO! and WaaaaAAAAHH! sounds the Ts & CTs make and them talking normally. I just don't think it works. It's awkward but not funny.

The drive-thru ordering scene worked for 2 reasons: First, the menu speaker did most of the talking. Since it's just a machine, it is funny and doesn't conflict with the characters' personalities. Second, the CT who orders just spurts out the whole order almost mindlessly, like it's some sort of instinctive reaction to being in a drive-thru. He doesn't even talk after that -- he just shoots the screen when it gets his order wrong. If he had vocally complained at this point it would have ruined everything.

McDiddy's 2 had a lot more talking than 1 and none of it was as good as the original drive thru stuff. McDiddy's 2 was MUCH less popular than 1 and I think this is a big reason why.

Non-egg characters like the menu-speaker are the only things that will be talking in McDiddy's 3. If I run into situations where the CTs/Ts can talk "instinctively" I may add it.

In related news, AaronJer and I are working on new cartoon with TONS of voice acting. Some day it will live at http://www.yblitsky.com/
Right now I just have a picture of one of the characters there...

-superjer
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Some of us have seens similar experiments done before, but the live and entirely accurate footage of the effects of various drugs, legal and non, on the web building spider is particularly impressive, especially towards the end.

http://www.glumbert.com/media/spiders
Ok I read the above tips and all sounds very nice, but it would seem i have to cut down on visibility to get shorter compiling times... I really don't want to do that.

I'm building a map of a real house, (student dorm) which isn't really that big, I did get a bit carried away on the details and compiling times were up to about 30 minutes... I could live with that tough, but now I added some objects made by other people to spice it up a notch. One of those objects is a highly detailed bus that added 6 extra lighting points to the already 24 lights that were used. Only a fraction of my used objects contain non-rectangular objects though... Some basic cylinders and a few triangles... but nothing to fancy...

Compiling times aren't available yet, but it has been busy at HLVIS --> Leafthread for about 9 hours now. I'm starting to wonder if it will ever complete....

Any stuff that could help me would be very welcome... And an explanation why a bus would suddenly be such a large problem would also be pretty nice Could it have something to do with my noobhood on mapbuilding...

Greetz from Belgium
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Sometimes the server crashes or the network it's on goes down or something. I don't really know. I live 2,000 miles away from the server so... yeah.
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well im kinda new to this whole mapping thing but ive seen many custom maps my friends have made, in them they always have that blue in teh holes or around it, so i would just say that is somethin you have to live with or you should try making the thickness of the fence smaller so the blue is less visible to the players
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"krazy6192" said:
LOL THIS FIRETRUCKS BEEN UP FOR A DAY NOW... PLZ HELP SOON


Um. People don't live here or nothing. I check the forums MAYBE one time a day. And not much on weekends, I'm usually out doing junk.

Anyway.

Use Map->Show Information and check Solids.

Why only 600 brushes? That's not going to make very much map...
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Oh, yeah, like any of us could ever put enough effort into something to make it explode. Quit living in your surrealistic dreams, live in the NOW. In reality...

Dance with me! This is life!
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Yeah but you live MUCH closer than me, and most everyone else on the forum.
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Luckily, I don't live there.
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I wasn't planning on buying one immediately.

Not at that price at least, and not without means to easily pay for it.

At least I trust Sony to be able to actually develop for their system as opposed to the other systems in the past that were advanced, but way too expensive (and had no real support).

But asking people to give a kidney as a trade-in is usually asking a bit much.

I need my kidneys. To live.
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I hope you don't read that Sabre-Scorpion guy's stuff too often... he doesn't seem to be cool like SA authors in that they just make shit up all the time just to piss people off and get hate-mail. He actually BELIEVES what he's saying... he also thuroughly does the "There's ONE thing I don't like so the whole things is bad" routine almost non-stop.

I read the extreme fantasy thing first, and I sort of agreed with him... it does look extremely stupid and all, but he bases so much of it on standards that he arbitrarily applies. Elves in LotR are pretty, THEREFORE anything called elves in ANYTHING ELSE has to be pretty or you are DOING IT WRONG. He claimed more than once that things in fantasy games were unrealistic and therefore bad... ITS A FUCKING FANTASY GAME IF IT WAS REALISTIC IT WOULDNT BE FUCKING CALLED FANTASY.
And does this mean he likes old D&Dish art where everyone has huge 80's hair? Because that's where people's bodies are human shaped in almost all old fantasy. Come to think of it, all of that did the "women in metal bikinis" thing too. Only fantasy thing I can think of that doesn't do "women in metal bikinis" is Asheron's Call... well, and LotR.

He also claims to have read the Harry Potter books... if he really has, he isn't very good at processeing letters into words and then sentences and understanding them as ideas. He went so far as to declare that in the Goblet of Fire tournament (if you've seen the movie) Dumbledore and the tournament officials risked the lives of several students by stunning them and tying them to the bottom of a lake. In the contest they were supposed to rescue ONE of them and come back, the fastest wins. Harry tried to rescue more than one because he thought they were in real danger and that nobody was coming for them... and then everyone laughed at him (in the book AND movie) because OBVIOUSLY they were not in any danger at all. HOW DID HE MISS THAT WTF IS HE DEFICIENT?!

ALSO he picked the cliche stance when bashing anime. He decided it was a genre and then decided that it all looks the same... He also made the age-old claim that the animation is crappy and they just show a black screen and a streak or one frame of animation. Yeah, they do that... SOMETIMES. Since "Anime" isn't one show it doesn't apply to all of it. Fight scenes in some Anime are very well animated (anything Miyazaki, anything Masamune Shirow, anything Gainax and anything with funding really...) He of COURSE complains that people's eyes are big and that makes ANIME bad and old and non-anime influenced AMERICAN cartoons are SO MUCH BETTER BECAUSE PEOPLE'S EYES AREN'T BIG. Well... number one... it's a fucking CARTOON. If he can't tell, they are not REAL PEOPLE and are not meant to even LOOK like real people... ya know, that's why they animated it instead of making it live-action? Also, lots of great All-American Cartoons/comics have people with fucking enormous eyes and unrealistic bodies... Zim? Garfield? Do I really need to name more things? I could go on... but you can just read his rant (which does point out lots things that really are bad in some anime like poor animation and repeated cliches and unrealistic military vehicles in situations where they really shouldn't be). He just does the typical "I'm not going to even watch it because I'm sure it's bad even though I've NEVER WATCHED IT." even though he's clearly watched it... multi-stupidity FTW!!


I really honestly hope everything he's saying is SA style but so far I'm sure it's not...




















...LOL I just ranted about rants!! <3 xoxoxo @ AaronJer!!
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The correct answer is, no, we don't really sleep. At least not at regular hours.


1. You hung out with? Probably Ato, Gato, and Supes. I went on vacation and was in a car for pretty much seven days without end and it almost blew up, but only once.

2. Rode in a car with? With? Probably Vanessa from work a couple weeks back when she needed a ride 'casue her car gone done did broke itself.

3. Went to the movies with? Prolly my mom and a long time ago.

4. You went to the mall with? That was at least ten years gone! Stop living in the past and go to hell already!

6. You talked on the phone to? Work, bastids are calling me in again.

7. Made you laugh? Myself because I capable of amazing feats of nonsequitor. Or it might've been Spigot the Bear.


W O U L D . Y O U . R A T H E R?

1. Pierce your nose or tongue? Tongue, I guess, but that would probably be too distracting for me.

2. Be serious or be funny? Dry humor, saying absolutely insane things with a straight face and a monotone.

3. Drink whole or skim milk? Ovaltine in large quantities daily.

4. Die in a fire or drown? I've nearly drowned three or so times now, once at my mom's wedding reception, so I think fire would be different.

5. Spend time with your parents or enemies? Trick question! My parents are enemies, with each other at least. Er. I'd like to exploit my enemies, but they're such a drag.


A N S W E R. T R U T H F U L L Y.

1. Do you like anyone? It depends on how close I have to be to them. I'm powered by a small core of blood, irony, and seething hatred.

2. Sun or moon? I don't know, glare or bitchin' Top Gun shades...

3. Winter or Fall? Winter because then everything's finished dying and there are snow days.

4. left or right? Nez won't stop calling me a freak because I'm a southpaw.

5. 10 acquaintances or two best friends? The second one because I can buy or drug acquaintances rather easily.

6. Sunny or rain? Rain because then when I drive all crazy people are less inclined to tail me.

7. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream? Chocolate has always been the right choice.

A B O U T . Y O U.

1. What time is it? I live in a boundless time continuum where there is no weekend. Except this weekend. (HEY ATO)

2. First Name? I don't know, people keep on making up names for me and I've never identified with any of them.

3. What do you want to do? Have a cult following. Then sell out.

4. Where do you wanna live? Anywhere I hang my head is where I'm going to call my home.

5. How many kids do you want? I 'unno, one at least.

6. Do you want to get married? Married to the mob or just regular married?

7. have you ever done drugs? I've overloaded on caffiene and painkillers a few times while writing papers and as an artist it's my responsibility to be drunk all the time.

8. Are you double jointed? Not just, but I can also dislocate my shoulder at will.

9. what do you like on your pizza? I eat pizza almost every day and it needs variety.

10. Can you cross your eyes? They're the wrong shape to do that, they'd need to be longer and of uneven lengths. I can, however, dot my eyes and cross my teas.

11. Do you make your bed daily? under no circumstances.

1. Which shoe goes on first? Both.

2. Ever thrown a shoe at someone? Yes. But only once and it was the least I could've done.

3. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? Sometimes both and the third kind too.

4. Have you ever eaten Spam? Remember when Ryan opened the Spam? And we all nearly died? You can't have your cake and eat it too, but spam is for having, not eating.

Alternative answer: what? how can I eat intarnet junk mail?

5. Favorite ice cream? Dublin Mudslide?

6. How many kinds of cereal are in your cabinet? Chex (4 MIX), Maple and Brown Sugar Oatmilk, Honey Bunches of Oats?

7. Do you cook? For a living, but probably not too much longer.

8. Current mood? Shakey and mildly irate.


IN . THE. LAST. 48 HOURS. HAVE. YOU.

1. kissed some one? That's a no.
2. sang? All the time.
3. been hugged? In the nude, sometimes for forty hours at a time.
4. Felt stupid: Not if I couldn't make someone else feel more stupid.
5. Missed someone: Sure thing.
6. Danced Crazy: Nah.
7. gotten your hair cut? Who does that? Superjer? He's not real.
8. Cried: Cried in a 48 hour period? What do I look like? A vagina?
9. Lied: Often.
10. been kissed: Same basic thing as one, isn't it? And does it matter?


. S T U F F .

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? Once in a Miami airport but it turned out it was just batteries and not WMDs, which is pretty much what I told them to the dismay of the teacher.

2. do you have a Dog? I'd like one, but I'm not goign to be living in any one place for much longer and my mother keeps listening to my aunt, who only wants mechanically obediant dogs.

3. When's the last time you've been sledding? Several years ago, I have this bitchin' wooden sled that was made long before they started to put safety regulations on children toys.

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? Anyone I've ever slept within thirty feet of tends to snore or grind their teeth and I need near absolute silence or steady noise to pass out. Or alcohol. Let's go with that.

5. Do you believe in ghosts? Yeah, sure.

6. Do you consider yourself creative? Not in some flamingly predictable "I'm so different from you" way, but yeah, I do weird things and I get around.
Wow.


I am 13 just to let you guys know. Yes, I look ten. But I'm not. Live with it.



yep.
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Look! I did it too!!!!!


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Who was the last person you....

1. You hung out with? Homeslice

2. Rode in a car with? My boss

3. Went to the movies with? Homeslice

4. You went to the mall with? Probably Homeslice and MkErica

6. You talked on the phone to? They guy who did the voice for the owl in MD2

7. Made you laugh? AaronJer


W O U L D . Y O U . R A T H E R?

1. Pierce your nose or tongue? Tongue. I can hide that. Although I chewed a chunk out of my tongue while I was asleep and it still hurts like hell so maybe not.

2. Be serious or be funny? Both at the same time.

3. Drink whole or skim milk? Whole milk. With cheerios. Mmmmmm.

4. Die in a fire or drown? Fire. Fire is my friend and if somebody's gotta do me in I'd want it to be a friend. Fire will be traumatized though.

5. Spend time with your parents or enemies? Parents. They are wacky. My enemies would shoot me on site.


A N S W E R. T R U T H F U L L Y.

1. Do you like anyone? Not really.

2. Sun or moon? Sun. So I can wear my AWESOME SHADES.

3. Winter or Fall? What's the difference? Why isn't this like Winter or Summer?

4. left or right? who cares

5. 10 acquaintances or two best friends? Obviously 2 best friends. What a dumb question. Although 10 acquaintences would make a better orgy.

6. Sunny or rain? Sun. Shades reason again.

7. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream? Chocolate. Chocolate is what God's shit probably tastes like. Probably.


A B O U T . Y O U.

1. What time is it? This isn't about me at all.

2. First Name? Jer

3. What do you want to do? Stop coughing.

4. Where do you wanna live? I like where I live now but I'd also like a large deck on the back of my house with those tropical multicolored orb lights strung over it and lots of tables and catering for huge parties to invite a ton of people to but I will rarely attend.

5. How many kids do you want? No kids. Kids are annoying.

6. Do you want to get married? Only if I can marry something cool. Like green.

7. have you ever done drugs? ANY drugs? Just vicodin and LOTS of it. Damn tolerance.

8. Are you double jointed? No but I have 2 joints if you wanna smoke up!

9. what do you like on your pizza? Cheese and dead animals.

10. Can you cross your eyes? Yes but it hurts. And blood squirts out. Just kidding! It doesn't hurt!

11. Do you make your bed daily? I don't have any blankets on it.. so.. no? yes?

1. Which shoe goes on first? I never take my shoes off.

2. Ever thrown a shoe at someone? See previous answer.

3. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? I face-plant and inhale.

4. Have you ever eaten Spam? Yes. It's too salty.

5. Favorite ice cream? Haagen Dazs coffee, but only after I add peanut butter. TRY IT!

6. How many kinds of cereal are in your cabinet? Cheerios, Crispix, Life.

7. Do you cook? You'd better hope not. Things I've burned: Top ramen, PB&J, salad.

8. Current mood? Fuck this question!


IN . THE. LAST. 48 HOURS. HAVE. YOU.

1. kissed some one? No.
2. sang? Yes. Pantera.
3. been hugged? Yes. A lot.
4. Felt stupid: I feel pretty stupid NOW...
5. Missed someone: I don't miss people. Unless they die. And no.
6. Danced Crazy: Nope.
7. gotten your hair cut? Yeah I cut it every few days.
8. Cried: Nope. Not since I first heard Pantera.
9. Lied: Yes.
10. been kissed: Nope.


. S T U F F .

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? I WISH!

2. do you have a Dog? I have about 15% of a dog. If I scrape it all into one pile.

3. When's the last time you've been sledding? Couple years ago. It never snows enough.

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? If I'm tired enough, I can fall asleep in a pile of snakes. If not, then I don't try to go to sleep anyways.

5. Do you believe in ghosts? No.

6. Do you consider yourself creative? My form of creating is guessing repeatedly until it's right. I say that counts.
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Hello, Reporter Elenkos here, live from the field in beautiful River City, Alabraska.
Today marks the opening of the Branch Jerian Polesocking Field and
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And it's that I occasionally do this:

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Who was the last person you....

1. You hung out with? SuperJer.


2. Rode in a car with? SuperJer.


3. Went to the movies with? Probably my mom.


4. You went to the mall with? Also probably my mom, to see the movies. Were talking a long time ago here, though.


6. You talked on the phone to? Crytax, I think...


7. Made you laugh? Me.


W O U L D . Y O U . R A T H E R?

1. Pierce your nose or tongue? Piercings are gay, but I'd go nose.

2. Be serious or be funny? The important thing is that "I" think I'm being serious.

3. Drink whole or skim milk? Neither, ever. I only drink 2% about half a gallon a day. Gotta keep those bones cancerously regenerative!

4. Die in a fire or drown? If dying of smoke inhalation was an option, fire. If not... fire anyway. I'd PREFER the sensation of drowning, but I don't want to come back as a Sea Wraith... I've spent PLENTY of time feeding on sailors and mermaids.

5. Spend time with your parents or enemies? I don't KNOW of any enemies. So I suppose I'd want to spend time with them, to find out who they are and plan my escape.


A N S W E R. T R U T H F U L L Y.

1. Do you like anyone? I don't LIKE anyone. It's all love or hate, I'm a man of extremes. I really don't honestly know what this question is asking...

2. Sun or moon? Moon, I hate glare.

3. Winter or Fall? Winter, because raking sucks the blow-saw.

4. left or right? I can't think of a way to answer this without sounding political... dammit! That sounded liberal! AUGH! THAT sounded conservative! Fuck you all to hell!

...now I sound like John Kerry...

5. 10 acquaintances or two best friends? I don't really distinguish very well...

6. Sunny or rain? Rain, glare has sex with glare of the same gender.

7. Vanilla ice cream or chocolate ice cream? Vanilla, because it goes down smoooooth.

A B O U T . Y O U.

1. What time is it? 12:15 AM

2. First Name? Ever? How the hell would I know? Do I LOOK several million years old?

3. What do you want to do? Build a better doomsday device than Jet Monkey Duo. That fucking rocket monkey is going DOWN.

4. Where do you wanna live? Ajax. So I can be closer to Pole-Socking matches when North America has a home game. Then I wouldn't have to rely on reporters and Administration scouts for my information, no offense Elenkos. (And I do NOT trust what Cammi tells me, whatever any of you Blue Team supporters think.) Ever since the first committee was dissolved and I wormed my way into the new Administration I've wanted to be with the action all the time. Not to mention the commute during off-season prematch setup is a BITCH. 2000 miles because they needed someone who could professionally monitor the budding pole-seed matrix? My ol' Jalopy can't take that shit... I'm gonna make JMD do that next time.

5. How many kids do you want? Eating kids is very wrong.

6. Do you want to get married? Only if there's one mother of a dowry. That is to say, the bride's mother has to go down on me. Wait... scratch that.

7. have you ever done drugs? ANY drugs? Plenty of aspirin, and a little oxycodone for medical purposes. And a few... other things... that were SUPPOSED to be for medical purposes but the doctor prescribed at me wrong. (whee! I can fly!)

8. Are you double jointed? I'm double EVERYTHING, baby. (No, that doesn't mean I'm fat.)

9. what do you like on your pizza? The inside of my mouth.

10. Can you cross your eyes? I wouldn't dare, those motha's will get Andross on your ass if you try to screw 'em.

11. Do you make your bed daily? I didn't MAKE my bed, I bought it. What kind of a psycho makes a new bed every day? Germ freaks?

1. Which shoe goes on first? Once again this is gonna sound political... either I pull a George Bush and put them on the wrong foot, or I pull a John Kerry and bury it in someone's skull for asking me why I'm taking so long.

2. Ever thrown a shoe at someone? Yeah, that bastard I was just talking about.

3. Do you twirl your spaghetti or cut it? I just lift the plate up to my face and dump it in. Or I put it in Jinette's pants, because that's funny and she's used to it so she doesn't cry anymore (which makes me sad...).

4. Have you ever eaten Spam? I'm sure I have but I don't remember it.

5. Favorite ice cream? About two scoops down in the 3rd carton of Dreyer's vanilla from the top in the front row on the far left in the Sehome Haggen. That is specifically my favorite single piece of ice cream. I named him Herbert, I talk to him when I get lonely. Just kiddin'! His name's Bob!

(lol @ harold)

6. How many kinds of cereal are in your cabinet? My cereal is on TOP of my cabinet, thank you very much.

7. Do you cook? Indeed. I make a mean cheese sauce.

8. Current mood? I'm feeling sexy, what's your number?

IN . THE. LAST. 48 HOURS. HAVE. YOU.

1. kissed some one? If dreams count, yes. (it was gross btw)
2. sang? Yup, the ultimate showdown of ultimate destiny.
3. been hugged? I don't RECIEVE hugs I GIVE them. I'm generous.
4. Felt stupid: I NEVER feel stupid, except when I fuck up... :(
5. Missed someone: People who don't have phones aren't important enough to miss.
6. Danced Crazy: 50% of that is yes.
7. gotten your hair cut? Then I'd lose my superhuman strength!
8. Cried: I woke up crying after that fucking kiss.
9. Lied: Like 90 times. It's the only way to keep my Gramps alive.
10. been kissed: I'm done talking about this...

. S T U F F .

1. Have you ever been searched by the cops? Not successfully.

2. do you have a Dog? In a bun. It's getting all Menchi on me though so I don't want to eat it :(

3. When's the last time you've been sledding? N/A.

4. Would you rather sleep with someone else, or alone? Ugh... alone... I can NOT sleep next to people. Weird as it sounds, esPECIALLY girls, the perfume makes me gag.

5. Do you believe in ghosts? I don't believe anything without credible proof.

6. Do you consider yourself creative? My art is 155 and my sensitivity is like 950. I'd totally own that Olive bitch... crazy ho married her DAD! wth! (if you get this reference you are NOT allowed to laugh because you'd have to have played it too.)
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It's not good when anyone ELSE does these, because they aren't funny like I am. And by funny I mean totally 100% serious, I don't know what you're talking about, "You just made that shit up, didn't you." You can just go home to your dad who isn't NEARLY as cool as me.
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Try some live arcade games.

Some xbox360 games are pretty cool, especially the live arcade stuff sounds interesting, but I still don't buy one. I guess.
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With "funny" I meant the happy smiley parade of melloyellow582 :p .

If you want to code something cool, learn c# and code games for XBOX360 live arcade. It's just about $100 a year to publish a game on live aracde.
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ABOUT ROUTERS/OTHER ONLINE INFO

So you're not really sure how this technology works, eh? Well, this section
will be also useful if you're planning to buy any other online games, such
as the next Bomberman, Mario Kart, Harvest Moon and many other online
titles.

"Wi-Fi actually means 802.11a, 802.11b, or 802.11g. If you have a
wireless router, take a look at it and you should see 802.11 somewhere on
it. Mine says 802.11b right under the model number. So, as far as I know
that means that I could be playing my DS online upstairs in my room
connected wirelessly to my router to my broadband internet. Also, only the g
standard is backwards compatible. 802.11a operates on a different frequency
to the b and g standards and as such is not compatible with either the b or
g standards. 802.11b was the initial standard that is used for wireless
internet access. It provides speeds of up to 11 Mbps (Megabits per second)
for wireless data transfers and is the standard that the DS will use.
802.11g can be compatible with both b and g, but can also be set to only
broadcast the g standard which is 54 Mbps. In the case that a router was set
to g only then b devices such as the DS wouldn't be able to connect to
it.- Taken from www.animalcrossingonline.com

Also, I find a popular question is "If I am 'hosting' a game and I disconnect/
go out of range what happens?" The answer is that the other person gets a
message that says there is "lag" and it will disconnect in 15 seconds if the
signal does not reconnect. In 15 seconds the people who were in your town
will load their last save.



RPGdaemon's ONLING FAQ

1)What will I need to get online?
From what we've heard you will need atleast an 802.11B router and a
high-speed (no dial up) internet connection. Other things may be required.

2)What if I don't have a wireless router?
Get one. The cheapest ones are only $25.00 USD.
Appended The most recommended router for the DS is the Linksys WRT54G,
which sells for $75. Many companies (like Best Buy) are offering mail in rebates
and things like that for this specific router, however.
~V Jasper

3)I'm worried about neighbors stealing my connection. what do i do?
Encrypt it. For instructions on how to do this, see your router manual.
Appended The Nintendo DS is equipped to handle a WEP secured signal.
This means that you can set up your router to use WEP encryption (a rather
old form of encryption), and then anything that uses your router will need a
WEP key. This will keep other people from stealing your connection, because
they won't have that key.
~V Jasper

4)How far will the signal reach?
Depends. On the 802.11 B and G (which operates on the same frequency as B
but offers higher transfer speeds) you can get up to 300 ft if your
connection is really good. 802.11 A is fairly expensive (i'm not sure if
nintendo will have support for this) but opperates on a higher frequency.
Expect 150 ft at most from A but you also get a much more stable connection.
Appended Most routers will connect to your entire home, especially if you
have your router set up in the middle of your home. I live in a one story house,
and my router is set up at one corner of the house. I can get reception everyone
in my house except at the very opposite corner.
~V Jasper

5)Can I play regular games online?
No. they don't even have the software for router connections.

6)What if I have dial-up?
Well it could work. But expect extremely laggy gameplay (due to over the top
latency). It's better to have highspeed anyway.
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MAIN FACTS

These are the main differences between Animal Crossing and Animal Crossing
Wild World.

-There is a multi-cart multiplayer mode where you can easily visit another
person's town.
-There's a wi-fi mode that works just like the multi-cart multiplayer mode except
over large distances.
-Now 4 people can live in the same house.
-The upper screen shows the sky in it, as well as constellations and items you
can shoot down.
- No acres/divisions between areas.
- Only 4 people in each town at one time in WiFi mode, so only 3 guests.
- New characters.
- There are tons of returning characters.
- There is a hairdresser who works at the salon. You can access the salon
when Nook's shop is fully upgraded.
- You can create constellations that are visible at night.
- The tailor shop, the Able Sisters, sell accessories as well as clothes.
- You arrive in your town by car.
- There are no NES games.
- You can move using the stylus.
- As things sink into the horizon they "roll", making the world look like it is some
kind of tube.
- Nook's store uses a point system. Earning points allow you to get discounts.
- K. K. Slider plays music at the same time, however he nows plays in "The
Roost", a Cafe's underneath the museum, run by Brewster.
- The game does not have pictochat, but instead has it's own chat feature.
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"NatureJay" said:
That probably means I drive to wherever Ato's located and then he tracks down Superjer with bloodhounds or something.


That would be way out of your way. I live in Issaquah (East Bellevue really) and AJ lives in Seatac.
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Yeah I've seen all about portal. Kinda weird with that and Prey at the same time, although what I've seen of Prey has been Doom 3 with 10% more light and space in their dark electric conduit tunnels.

I might be able to get over there on Wed NES day, I'll ask Bizzetty if she can take care of Gramps for me for the day. You still live in the same place right? I can drag Jay's useless corpse along as well if he hasn't already been there.
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i seriously want a 2 month subscription shit for xbox live, anyone with a unused un-expired code i can have?
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"Zhaarteth" said:
So, I'm looking forward to any replies to this firetruck.e them unless I' Oh, and by the way; Why is it called "firetruck" instead of-- okay, I previewed it, and it automatically translates. The term that gets omitted could be used for something else, like a type of string. But I guess not many people talk about fabric here. Is there some sort of etymology to the term "firetruck"? I don't think the original term that firetruck replaces is copyrighted or anything. Not a biggie, I'm just curious.


The answer, as far as I figured it, is this....

SuperJer, some of the staff, and few others who've known each other for a long time off line, are big fans of Soul Coughing, and when Mike Doughty (the former lead singer) went off an did some solo stuff after The Cough broke up, there was a strange ritual that he developed for shows that went something like this...

"This is a song.... that was written by a four-year-old.... and it's called 'Firetruck' (begins hammering out choppy, horrible, atonal riffs) FI-RE-TRUCK! FI-RE-TRUCK! FI-RE-TRUCK! (all notes played in ascending strum) Thank you. That was a song written by a four-year-old."

He also made a reference to it in his book of poetry.

His recent music hasn't been as good as his stuff when he was still playing with Soul Coughing, musically or lyrically, but it was always an interesting live recording if you could get ahold of it.
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i LIVE in california HOOHAA BITCH!
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No sorry I have to return this one in a couple days : <


And I'd take pictures but my camera is broken and I can't live without it so I can't send it in for repair (its on my cell phone).
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chek this out!!!


http//www.funnyjunk.com/movies/120/Live+Action+Mario/stream
You know, when comes to bullshit, and I mean big time, major league bullshit, you have to stand in awe of the all time champion of false promises and exaggerated claims...

Religion.

No contest. Religion easily has the greatest bullshit story of all time ever told. Think about it. Religion has actually convinced people that there is an invisible man living in the sky who watches everything you do of every minute of everyday. And this invisible man has a special list of 10 things he does not want you to do! And if you do ANY of these 10 things he has a sepcial place full of fire, smoke, burning, anguish, and torture where he will send you to live and suffer and burn and scream and choke and cry forever and ever UNTIL THE END OF TIME!!!


But he loves you.


He loves you. He loves you and he needs money!!

He always needs money! He
The Nomads (called Nomen in their native tongue), known collectively known as the The Clan of the Nomads, is a confederation of tribes that make up one of the largest nation-less ethnic groups in the world, and are one of the very few groups that successfully fended off colonial powers in the early 1900s.

Nomad tribes have no chiefs, leaders, or headmen. While the elder members generally inherit privileges to waterhole locations for the use of their extended families and friends, there are no wholly dominant figures in Nomad societies. Instead of having leaders, the Nomads pool together the ideas and the energy of all members, whether they be male or female, young or old. Their traditional political organization has become a classic example of an indigenous anarchist political structure without a single leader or leader group.

Being hunter-gatherers, the Nomads do not live in a fixed, unchanging society but on the contrary in one that is constantly re-tuning itself to new conditions. The nomadic nature of the Nomads enables their tribal communities to change and re-shape easily over time. For example, elder children who find themselves in conflict with their parents often leave to spend time with a relative in another camp. The act of visiting friends and family in other locations becomes an important yearly, if not monthly, activity for Nomad adults.

Perhaps the most fascinating activity of the Nomads is that of tracking. Many adult Nomads possess a very fine-tuned ability to interpret information about the activities of living things through the physical patterns of movement recorded on plants and in the sand. This skill is so highly developed in expert Nomad hunters that they can correctly guess the species, gender, age, physical state, and mental state of an animal just by the tracks that it leaves behind.

Culture
The Nomads are organized into sietches. Each sietch has a naib, whose word is law unless someone is willing to challenge him for leadership. The Fremen practice polygamy, apparently as a means of pinpointing male infertility. Each sietch has a sayyadina, a wise woman who serves as the acolyte of a Nomads.

Justice
The Nomad system of justice always relies ultimately on trial by combat. The naib of the tribe is someone who killed the previous naib in single combat. Anyone may challenge another in a duel to the death over matters of etiquette, law, or honor; the winner of the duel is responsible for the wife, children, and certain possessions of the loser, as well as the right of the circumstances leading to the duel.

Water Conservation
The most notable custom of the Nomads is their water conservation. Living in the desert with no natural sources of water has spurred the Nomads to build their society around the collection, storage, and conservative use of water. Because of their culture's focus on water conservation, it is generally considered a great sign of respect (though often interpreted otherwise) for a Nomad to spit before a person.

Economics
The basis of nomads economics rests on the concepts of
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My position on Religion is this:

Fuck Religion.

Who the hell, except a dilusional freak, decided to believe that when they die, a old man with an overgrown beard and his son will let him desend into clouds, and live forever IF they believe in the church.

(There is archeological evidence that the church was like a super-mafia of the middle ages, due to its ability to control absolutely any aspect of daily life, and its control of the leaders of each and every christian nation, by threating to damn the whole country)

All of them are stupid. There is no fucking logical way that any of them can be true. Lets just face the facts. We live, as result of a complex neural phenomenan, and then we cease to exist when our brain stops functioning. The white light? Easily explained as enzymes in the brain. I forget which one, but whatever.

Another thing: all of them focus on human beings as the center of the universe. Who the hell says we are the only ones out there who have inteligence! What if we found an alien race that considered our beliefs taboo? Shit. Just discovering them would probablly pound most religions to dust.

There is enough scientific evidence that proves most religions wrong. Yet we still believe in them, because we are selfish, self centered whores. We even kill eachother over this shit. Point is, religion IS crap. There is truth in the phrase "Lifes a bitch and then we die."
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"dburnell01" said:
I am on the other team! Im going to be one of those vicious nomads!



LONG LIVE THE FIGHTERS!

You're on the team.
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Mothafuckahs can't live without their mothafuckin' tea.

(basically started the american revolution)
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NICE
as long as that is u i have a history of this


still gettin sh1t from it dooooyoooo
well i gave a load of pics to mr jer of where i live but as i can see he hasent put them up on the site 4 me in photo album style i could but i am too lazy
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Wait a second redrick tell me your location...because u live in gmt+2 lol
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This cartoons really impressed me and IMHO it is one of the funniest flash-based movies. So, I decided to ask the creator of all this stuff (superjer) to share me sources of it or (if he won't) just wav's, so I can translate everything into my native Russian (more precisely, i live in Kiev and my "really" native language is Ukrainian, but almost everybody here speaks Rus.).

In other words, I just want to show this creation to the russian-speaking community ))
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I'm always here.

I live here.

GET OUT OF MY HOUSE!
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Hey Shogun, as it turns out I'm an internet cult 100 fat chicks and we live in Zimbabiwe.



Could you help us organize a giant orgy in which we will all watch the R Kelly Sex Tape?
Hey Shogun, as it turns out I'm 2 pretty girls and I live in Ireland.



Can you help me... ah shit. Aaronjer beat me to it.
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Hey Shogun, as it turns out I'm 3 pretty girls and I live in Ireland.



Can you help me with some problems I've been having with loneliness and built up sexual feelings for you?
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I really can't believe we won that so fast. You guys are great. Great assholes.

Unfortunatly "Super Jer" (.net version) did not check the IPs of the posters to see they were coming from all over the globe. Ah well. We'll do this again to someone who understands the Internet at a little better than AOL-level so they can really feel the impact of our e-wrath.

The key however here is covertness. The whole thing would never work if we all said "Hey we're from SuperJer.com here to fuck wit ya!"

No no no no no! Stealth is key. (And you guys did a superb job!) This is just like having a bot-farm for DDoS attacks except the bots are all real live humans! Think of the mayhem we could cause on a large enough scale! It could be unstoppable! I'll not mince words here: I'm basically starting a cult to take over the Internet. I know you all want in. You know you want it too. So let's do it!
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So, apparently, there was a giant sentient abenoid camping out in the north end of London where I used to live around WWII, and all it did is spray out digestive mucus (hitting the soldiers watching it, who LAUGHED while they were digested) and demand cocaine, though God knows for what purpose.
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WOW
eh hmm k this ain't that type of forum lady try face party or somethin
http://waystedyouth.com/main/images/fotos/rocks.jpg
(not me b-rebel) banbridge
i live in Miltown
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Hey i live in belfast!! I am just turing 18!! This is me wot u think?

Love candy
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You know, if you do that, they probablly report you.


Nevermind... YOUR country doesnt have any piracy laws because they still live in the stone age.

Well not really. But you dont estonia every day in Scientific American.

Oh and AOE rocks.

I think they got a mod for AOE 2 which lets you play as the romans and greeks rather than the Mezo-Americans.
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Thats the thing u live in austraia u dont know anything about what going on in europe and that stupid france is on riot.
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whilst on this forum i try to imagine what you are all like but no matter how hard i try i see you all as your stereotypes
like the americans.
retarded motherfuckers that preach a lot and want to crush anything that challenge them. (bully's of the earth)

the merry old oz landers
i see them as either beach bums that swill on fosters and have barbques
OR builders that do exacly the same thing whilst swearing the legs off a horse

GERMANS GRRR
very angry people that love genocide (only joking)and live on beer and only have ugly hairy women called OLGA

estoinians ehhh i don't know yet


what r your stereo types of other people don't worry i can take it
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Yay ur comming to Estonia thats cool .i think u will like Estonia and propably u wont visit Tartu where i live.
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Its about the country where i live ...we call it EESTI ,in english its ESTONIA and some pther countrys call it ESTLAND
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*sigh*
they use the imperial system
and we use metric
but we use miles two as the smartest country in the UK
(that is actually true there was a live national IQ test and we came out with the highest percentage)
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where is my "ban because this guy REALLY deserves it" button?

dont ... i reapeat dont press the link.. if you dont like some live free sexshows toh...
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yeah and im not english pffft can you read my location please where do i live come on you tard is it that hard???
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well. i live in geekland but im only 14.
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*sigh*
starwars freaks are among us let me guess your 30 with a wife and kids right and they all live in geek land
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so you like our comedy eh?
well let me suggest a few things
bill baily part troll
dylan morgen live in dublin
billy connally "jobbie"
two pints of larger and a packet of crisps series 2
Man about dog
Shaun of the dead
trust me you'll love it[/list]
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its dumb n yes i am dumb sometimes but i dont know about ppl in this forum very much anyway i live in europe so...(my english isnt very good)I was just asking u can replay yes he is aaron jer or no hes not ...in my home language its like whole diffrent thing
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cut hes body parts piece by piece be sure that hes a live while u cut him (use a chainsaw or scissors)than burn the pieces .If u get caught say thats hes a pain in the ass in a forum than they understand u n dont but u to jail
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but if you live a dream, then it can be good
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"echidna3 is a big poopy head cause he" said:
i dont know whether thats worse. id sorta rather live than die over a forum (also, I am an overdramatic, hedonistic, fat-fingered moron.)


I have to agree, on both accounts.
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i dont know whether thats worse. id sorta rather live than die over a forum
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or me. hl3 will have another major twist, like it was all a dream and you have to live a normal life as gordon. but that wouldnt sell
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Aaron is spring rain?
I prefer November rain
Long live Axel Rose!

went back to R.O.
found a good private server
then it changed on me
inns were 200 zeny
now 2000...lost my wealth...
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hey everyone,
Just wanted to say hi and introduce myself.

I'm Racer-X ( as if... ) and i ejoy playing counter-strike, level designing, working in flash and playing on my NES.
17 years of age and i live in The Netherlands ( right nexto amsterdam )

guess that'll be all for now ^^

c ya round
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german decent. and i can speak it i bit. but i live in the US.

and i play cs, dod, css, hl2, dmc, blue shift, and I am going to get hls soon.

have you ever played rune scape smoke?
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i will fly to america (or what country you live in) and hunt them down and stab them in the in the eyes with rusty spoons
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derriaghy i live near derriaghy sweet

the summer would be a great time because moneys out for me
toooooooo
*laughs maniacally*

then i live! for i was never born. I am a god and as a god i have existed since the dawn of time

*smites Shogun with the Rubber Ducky of Elderan*
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Paul: Live and let die.
The computer is long gone.
Time for a new one.
At IBuyPower.com
There are nice laptops for sale.

New laptop for me.
If anyone gets near me,
I'll cut off his balls!
No, seriously. I will.
I carry a knife with me.

Want Alienware
But far too pricey for me
I'm a broke-ass bitch.

Gunbound has gone bad!
Avatars for rent only.
No more cool wardrobes.
Girl account is sexy cute
Rentals aren't nearly so cute
i was learning how to use Game Maker 6 and working on a multiplayer deathmatch game based on Kikikaikai, but then my computer got ganked and I dunno if I want to restart the programming from scratch. Spent so much time working on it, but now it's all gone. fuck! and i still had so much anime on that comp that i wanted to copy off for future viewing. well, one was a live-action movie. and some of my Kajiura Yuki soundtracks were on that comp too! NOOOOOOO!! i'll kill that fuckin cocksucker!
*grabs his box cutter left over from Fred Meyer and goes hunting*

and why should i go to hell?
*cries cause aaron wants him to go to hell*
i don't see you contributing much to conversational topics.
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Jacksmoke your a dissapointment, and you'll neer be right. You mistook a pony for your mom. you wouldn't stop following that damn pony for weeks. they tried everything to get you away from that pony, such as shooting at you, and....shooting at you, and you didn't leave. up until the pony kicked you then you thought it was child abuse and ran away from home. NOW THE PONIES HEART BROKEN AND CAN'T JUMP ANYMORE BECAUSE OF YOU!!! HOW DO YOU FEEL!!?? HUH HOW CAN YOU LIVE WITH YOURSELF!!??
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yeah no kidding I would hate to live in a place that doesn't have muscle cars.
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i live in sydney, australia. where are you from?
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wher do you live again echidna? and Jay you live in the seattle area don't you? damn I wish I could afford tickets to the thunderdome show.
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Yeah, basically, aaronjer and supes used to live here like five years ago, then they moved up, so Nez and I had to go visit, then some crazy shit started happening (I forget) and Nez moved up there and now I'm stuck here. But I should go up there and have times at some point.
let him live

kill echinda or kill enchinda
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sex


kill banana or let him live
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dont live then
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It is totally random.

Nezumi and I couldn't figure a way to get it like the 1.6 version without any weird errors. So you'll have to live with random.
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lol thats actually quite good you should know irish people get worked up easily and anyway it was only a bit of banter so calm down

i question how did he get to make the avater so big when it's 120x120 max

can u get soda bread in america cus i i come over there some day i can't live without an ulster fry
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if you have winamp they have 24 hr live counter strike movies.
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number one: i live in australia,
number two: i dont have cable
number three: i dont even know what it is, let alone what channel it is on, so how can i watch it
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I didn't THINK I would until I got dual, now I can't live without it. It's so annoying to have to close/minimize windows instead of just looking at the other screen for sec.

Plus it's absolutely vital for coding/animating in flash/web design.
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is it possible to get counter strike source, without haveing Half live 2?
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aha, I live in the centre of europe! BELGIUM, with our belgium choclate and wafels :p and the "french fries" (u weird fuckers) we are FAMOUS and oh yea the capital of europe :p
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I live near the equator.
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U live in hell so yea, u ar used to the heat!
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hey this is totally off topic but there is some guy in the just a day video for feeder that looks identical so now anything i have done i can blame on him lol


do'h maby not enough comedies i think a rule change is in order to any comedy



have any of you watched peter kay live in the appollo with the biscuit sketch compairing a hobnob to the SAS lol its hilarious
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Ilor is not mean. Ilor is hungry. Hungry for revenge. But revenge is not on the menu. Only angry kung fu and a live squid. Can he save the kingdom?
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woooooo! what's the topic now? is it still McDiddy's 2? I loved McDiddy's 2. it made me laugh so hard even though i was in a public place at the time. but why wasn't aaronjer in the credits? or was he and i missed it? oh well, it was still good nonetheless.

hey aaronjer, Kajiura Yuki also did soundtracks for "Mai Hime" (good anime) and "Boogiepop and Others" (live action). oh yeah, and Suzumu Hirasawa has songs on the soundtrack to "Paranoia Agent." so many anime with good soundtracks. but anyway, how ya been? the apartment was lonely after you left...until Rob started hitting on me. (o.O);; so are you a manager yet or still a lowly pawn fighting off hordes of horny crackwhores? i envy your hellish life.

hey superjer! you probably don't remember me. i was the guy that caught you breaking into aaronjer's apartment.

oh yeah, aaronjer, you owe me for taking the time out of my busy schedule to let the real estate management know you moved out. and i took your Age of Empires 2 cd. i can finally play AoE2 online! too bad i don't...
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Kerry was... an enormous fuckup.
At least there was no post election Florida-style drama this time.

Those of us who live in washington state may know that Dino Rossi (the looser in the not-so-recent race for governor) is STILL trying to sue to become governor.