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Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on May 27, 2014, 03:30:43 PM
While I'm glad to hear things are going well, I think you guys should make a powerlifting thread, maybe?

Because non-powerlifters couldn't give a shit about powerlifting after the "my friend is doing this cool new thing" bit wears off, and powerlifters are gonna talk about powerlifting.  All day.  Without washing their hands afterward.

My brother is a power lifter.  This is how I know.

Excuse me, Sir, but I do wash my hands ALL THE TIME.

But, yeah. I gotcha. Thread split?
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"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


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Nephew Twiddleton

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Soy El Vaquero Peludo de Oro

TIM AM I, PRIMARY OF THE EXTRA-ATMOSPHERIC SIMIANS

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EoC, you are the bane of my existence.

Quote from: The Good Reverend Roger on March 07, 2014, 01:18:23 AM
EoC doesn't make creepy.

EoC makes creepy worse.

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the afflicted persons get hold of and consume carrots even in socially quite unacceptable situations.

LMNO

And you say you're not attractive.

PSHAW!




PS-- I really like the way you lick pussy.

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on May 30, 2014, 03:24:43 AM
And you say you're not attractive.

PSHAW!




PS-- I really like the way you lick pussy.

Aw, shucks! I don't think I'm unattractive, just that I'm not the level of attractive I was ten years ago. And I'm ok with that.
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


Mesozoic Mister Nigel

"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


P3nT4gR4m

Quote from: All-Father Nigel on May 30, 2014, 07:26:30 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on May 30, 2014, 03:24:43 AM
And you say you're not attractive.

PSHAW!




PS-- I really like the way you lick pussy.

Aw, shucks! I don't think I'm unattractive, just that I'm not the level of attractive I was ten years ago. And I'm ok with that.

The alternative is surgical procedures that make you look goddamn creepy in 9 cases out of 10. I look hideous nowadays, it used to freak me out but now I actually dig it. It's a gnarly, hardass kinda ugly, that suits my personality much better than being pretty ever did.  :lulz:

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
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Mesozoic Mister Nigel

Quote from: P3nT4gR4m on May 30, 2014, 07:55:50 AM
Quote from: All-Father Nigel on May 30, 2014, 07:26:30 AM
Quote from: LMNO, PhD (life continues) on May 30, 2014, 03:24:43 AM
And you say you're not attractive.

PSHAW!




PS-- I really like the way you lick pussy.

Aw, shucks! I don't think I'm unattractive, just that I'm not the level of attractive I was ten years ago. And I'm ok with that.

The alternative is surgical procedures that make you look goddamn creepy in 9 cases out of 10. I look hideous nowadays, it used to freak me out but now I actually dig it. It's a gnarly, hardass kinda ugly, that suits my personality much better than being pretty ever did.  :lulz:

Yeah, I figure I'm going to die eventually anyway, and being pretty isn't the most important thing about me so why sweat it?
"I'm guessing it was January 2007, a meeting in Bethesda, we got a bag of bees and just started smashing them on the desk," Charles Wick said. "It was very complicated."


P3nT4gR4m

Don't get me wrong, I wasn't saying you was ugly or anything. You probably won't even hit ugly, TBH. Old wrinkly geriatric people aren't necessarily ugly, after all, they're attractive or unattractive in an old-way is all (unless the creepy surgery shit) I am however, monstrously ugly and a large part of my personality hinges on this awesomely liberating fact so let's save any embarrassing patronising denials. Since I embraced teh ugly my life and my confidence has increased 13.7 fold.

Call it inverse vanity or whatever - it's much lower maintenance than being pretty. I have a smile that's like someone pointing a graveyard at you and pulling the trigger. It suits me!

I'm up to my arse in Brexit Numpties, but I want more.  Target-rich environments are the new sexy.
Not actually a meat product.
Ass-Kicking & Foot-Stomping Ancient Master of SHIT FUCK FUCK FUCK
Awful and Bent Behemothic Results of Last Night's Painful Squat.
High Altitude Haggis-Filled Sex Bucket From Beyond Time and Space.
Internet Monkey Person of Filthy and Immoral Pygmy-Porn Wart Contagion
Octomom Auxillary Heat Exchanger Repairman
walking the fine line line between genius and batshit fucking crazy

"computation is a pattern in the spacetime arrangement of particles, and it's not the particles but the pattern that really matters! Matter doesn't matter." -- Max Tegmark

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