Gus had to put our chess game on hold while he went out for chicken, Guys. :x

Man, h8 wiffles :(

She bugged me for so long because I was convinced she was just a character, and even after the pictures I still fucking think it's SAM anyway

Elx. As your husband you should I ask you take more pictures.

I call bullSHIT

I went with a group to the Las Angeles County Museum of Art for the Tim Burton showing, FOLLOWED by Roscoes chicken and waffles. I am NOT fat enough for EIGHT HOURS of chicken dinner :lol

don't kid yourself :>



and cupcakes =o


dawww, But I never left :>

SEE

WHAT IS THIS SHIT

Esuohlim, Sam hasn't posted for years. :eek

Someone had to take over all of his accounts. :eek

It fell to me, Jixby Phillips, to carry the torch. :eek

I HAVE TO

wiffleeees come closer to us, we need you to counteract the evils of our foreign invaders and restore the balance within our kingdom. sir rasputin up there is only trying to discredit you so that he may keep you for himself.

lol. This reminds me that Jamesman thought I was a Jixby character right up until the day he stopped posting forever.

WHO IS TO KNOW, THOUGH, THE REAL TRUTH? :eek :eek

i gotta say that recipe's got something off about it

only a CUP of flour??? wtf pinkie are you only baking six cupcakes at once >:

WIFFLES IS BRONY

THAT IS WHAT

I was lurking the whole time! I know more about you guys then I do my own family! :x:x:x

:oao

is that a fencing mag

these things are the only good to have come from steroid abuse

THE HOGAN IS 100 PERCENT RAW WILLPOWER

my dad bought the muscle rag because he's trying to get strong enough to ride his new motorcycle. i keep trying to teach him about diet and lifts, but he's all SON DID YOU HEAR ABOUT THIS PILL BTW I BOUGHT THIS MUSCLE MAG WANT TO GO TO THE GYM I JUST SIGNED UP FOR and then we go to the gym and he does preacher curls and ab exercises for 20 minutes and then waits patiently for me to finish an abbreviation version of my routine over by the freeweights

ily dad but you're wasting your goddamn time if you don't start listening me to and stop listening to ronnie coleman

btw i tried reading that mag in the bathroom and the broscience was so powerful it threw me off the pot

More like a JAbrony

BIRDS ARE CHIRPING OUTSIDE, MY CUE TO GO TO BED

I need to keep Esuohlim up to five am before making a dent in his line.

However Tadao just beat me in five moves.

Chess, I am bad at you.

i dont knew what jabron is mean

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Really, Internet? NSFW cartoon ponies? Does that really need to be a thing? :|

people will take anything and corrupt it i spose :<

I just spent 3 days dejunking the house, just in time for Mr. Kitsa to arrive home from E3 with a duffel bag full of crap :(

E3 must have been awesome though.

E3 is all aboot the swag apparently

I kept getting texts like, "I'm in line to meet Duke Nukem!"

I am ashamed of just how tempting it was to crack a retarded joke about shrubfest's Royal Balls in the chess thread :eek

If it's a cartoon, the net freaks will jerk off to it. I think the only time it ever really really got to me was when I google-tripped over some fucking Calvin and Hobbes porn :( That was a sad day

I mean, I know the joke is "if it exists, there's porn of it", but did it ever REALLY occur to any normal person that some disturbingly talented "artist" would look at a Calvin and Hobbes strip and get turned on

Calvin and Hobbes is pretty easy to draw, they probably drew it just for the joke of it.

LOL CALVIN AND HOBBES PORN!



Interestingly enough, I used to think it was Calvin and Hobbles for most of my life, before one day noticing that there was no L in Hobbes.

interesting, your blood could hold the key to curing dyslexia

MAILCALL'S BLOOD IS TOO BUSY CURING A HAM

:lol

OH YEAH I FORGOT SOMETHING
I made my third and final specimen jar. The only thing left to do is melt some wax over the lid so you can't tell that it's a pickle jar that I painted over.

I withheld too! I DON'T KNOW WHY!

cause her boyfriend will find you and beat you up

Tadao gets off on being withholding.

GET YO SHITTY ASS COCK MOLESTING MOUTH ON CHESS AND FINISH THE GAME TADAO!!

WAITIN' MAKES HATIN"!!!

PS: I AM THE KWISATZ HADERACH OF CHESS!! ONE DOWN! THREE MORE TO GO!!!

Do you think Peter Criss did this himself?

http://www.petercriss.net/homepage/sub/drumtips.htm

Using weirding modules constitutes an illegal move, sorry.

IT FUCKING IS NOT. >:

TAKE THAT BACK, YOU SHIT. >:

Why don't you love me, I-Mock?

Starter's blown. This trip bites ass.

A distinct lack of dick pics when you turned 18. >:

That would do the exact opposite of bolstering affection.

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Go Audi and Corvette.

I though that I could be somebody
Looks like I was wrong
I thought that I could make my mark
but I'm afraid I've waited much too long
Where is my American Splendor?
In a world that's cloudy and gray?
Will life keep passing by me day by day?

I'm not doing much right now apart from Mr Shrub threatening to bash my face in again.

Sounds good. Let us set that up.

First up; I'd say Sasha is a female lady of the woman type.

She has a cat named Paco.

The cat is a Siamese, but I don't know if that has any bearing on Karl boffing her.

Now, it seems that Sasha has what looks like a daughter.

Kahl, is that a problem?

She is a furry. :eek

She is quite bad at poetry and knows it. She likes to Jamesman up her stuff every few years.

User names found so far: creeposaurus, Level7dinosaurmage, thenotoriousone, froggystain, and a few others that seem inactive like atomkiller and kamikazemouse.

Anyway, I have her address and phone number if you're keen, Kahl.

I was going to remark on how surprisingly creepy that was, until your link allowed me to see her poetry and I was immediately snapped away from HUMAN mode

THAT'S NOT HOW IT WORKS

Ladies and gentlemen, a magic trick. I will now pull a poem out of my ass, and it will be superior to every pathetic poem ever posted to deviantart

Yearning, fighting, screaming, done.
Wells of hours ending;
Our lives content in hallowed streams
With the rebels gently dreaming.

Who knows what thoughts of men will burn
From searing, blackened skies?

What cost of promised holy gold,
when pried from living eyes?

Firemasked gods and brooding dolls
with swords of porcelain ring-
the waters rise,
the cities drown,
and the laughing bird will sing.

abracadabra. Three goddamn minutes.

Gus, you are a talented chap. What is there even being a reason for you rubbing shoulders with someone like me. :eek

It's because he's a man of the people! Just not the stupid and retarded ones.

YES

NO

No poetry is ever good, sorry.

"Poet" is actually an old Indian word that means "fucking wanker," and this is how I choose to interpret it whenever someone I meet claims to be a "poet."

You folks could improve your life quality tenfold if you simply urinated on every poem that crossed your path, rather than reading it. Yes, that's right, perfumed stationary, tell me all about those wistful summer days of yore. Tell me right into my dick.

There is plenty of good poetry, you self-righteous delusional fag.

You only get to call yourself a poet when you get paid for it and even then you should be so fucking ashamed of that. Fucking 'writers' piss me right the fuck off.

Hey.

haha

i thought poets never got paid and died without anybody ever caring about them or having any respect for them

True story. Goddamn poets. >:

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I am giggling away as I try to put six queens on the board. :|

Can I play chess with you fags too?

Dunno. Can you show us fags your dick?

Nope.

What is it about you chaps and your body shame? Sir, I would easily get off to watching you boff Kitsa no matter what you both say about how attractive I think either of you are.

I think the appropriate response to that is "no shit, sherlock".

And if you want to play chess with us fags, then just register and challenge. You won't, of course, because you're too busy being facetious, indecisively swinging between different drugs, and claiming to be a David Bowie fan while NOT listening to Space Oddity, Suffragette City, or Panic In Detroit

WHO GAVE THIS FAGGOT HIS EDIT BUTTON BACK? HE IS DOING THE SAME GODDAMN BULLSHIT WITH IT THAT HE ALWAYS DID. >: >: >:

>Implying I don't like Panic in Detroit
>Implying Space Oddity wasn't the first Bowie song I downloaded, followed by me listening to it on loop for about 2 weeks

Suffragette City isn't as good as Rock and Roll Suicide, Ziggy Stardust, or Five Years, though.

It's hard to say what his best album is. Probably Heroes or Scary Monsters. I know it's definitely not Station to Station, but that one's still my favorite.

Just accept the assrape, GW.

I can't believe how rude I was on the first page of that chess thread.

I thought someone had stolen my password until I looked at the date.

Don't drag me into this >:

Kick him in the cooter and then pour microwaved butter on it and try to get him to stop crying with a copy of mario kart 64, Kitsa!

Actually, GW fended off that belittling quite well. In other news, I just found out that I can make a move on chess.com by way of cell phone :eek Hello, primary down-time killer for work

I thought so too, but I'm a little drunk and a mite bit high and I feel the urge... THE URGE TO POSTRGE!!!!!!!!!

One of my coworkers just graduated high school and is leaving for a sick college. Love the guy, gave him twenty cigars in celebration and taught him how to make brandy blunts. Now he's fucking psyched to get off work

Not sure when the hell, exactly, I became a bad influence :lol

I found out a while ago that a bunch of my friends from high school started doing psychedelics after they graduated. When I was on a road trip with two of them last week I asked them why and they said "You were almost always doped up and you seemed like you were having a good time."

I kind of feel guilty. I inspired a bunch of kids to do LSD.

I wouldn't feel bad about that. I have friends who've done that and don't seem to feel bad.

Keep in mind one of my depression's manifestations is crushing guilt over stupid, trivial things.

Think of your influence as cosmic flotsam, they don't have to absorb it if they don't want to, free will and whatnot.

I heavily agree with Kitsa as I suffer the same guilt. :(

Think of all of the people I've told to get bent over the course of my life. If I didn't take the cosmic flotsam approach, who knows how much sleep I'd lose over the buggery?

Yeah, I can see how that would help. I usually don't worry about stuff like that when my medication is working, but I usually go off of it when I'm about to trip out.

I come from the OCD school, myself. It's nothing that washing your hands raw and staring at stove knobs for a half hour won't fix.

Oh you tease. :yum

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