MysticWicks endorsement: "I've always, always regarded the Discordians as being people who chose to be Discordians because they can't be arsed to actually do any work to develop a relationship with a specific deity, they were too wishy-washy to choose just one path, and they just want to be a mishmash of everything and not have to work at learning about rituals or traditions or any such thing as that."
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Deathinfinitively.Dare I ask what a skeleton war is?
It is not A skeleton war, its THE skeleton war.
This statement clarifies nothing.
It's fucking metal, is what it is.
And maybe brained?What caused the whole affair, you ask?
A guy came out of the bar and saw a drink on his car. He swatted it off and it splattered on some people nearby.
Yadda yadda yadda, 4 men and 3 women were shot.
That's about normal for late night parties. Which by itself is a horrible indictment on American primates.
Aaron Hernandez lost a lucrative contract with the Patriots and a promising career as a top tier tight end because he (allegedly) killed some folks who bumped into him at a club and spilled his drink.
You always have to save face, always, no matter what desperate, psychotic, or otherwise overblown reaction you have in order to do it. What are you, a pushover?
The monkey requires constant restraint. It cannot be trained, only controlled.
True, it would seem the mutant's argot and vernacular is not an actual human language. Hardly all that approachable. The cat was clearly not one of them, sillyI remember reading some comics artist from the UK used them extensively. Then in Eugene once, reveling with bass mutants, I met this cat said he tried to constantly visualize a rather large mandala/sigil around him in space/time. Blew my mindFrankly, my mind would have been blown when the cat started talking to me
This is a fact-mining mission from the Illuminati!
I didn't see you at the last meeting...
I think I accidentally walked into the AA meeting. Surprisingly it's not a fun place to be when drunk. You'd think a place full of alcoholics would have a raging party!
Xept when dealing with the existence of Soviet Nuclear Subs., where the absence of positive identification is all the more reason to argue that they must exist. Therefore, the problem of identity is hardly one of substantiation. Generally, I'd chalk it down to recognition. Not that anyone caresAll of the lurkers coming out of the woodwork are Pope Lecherous. Just you wait and see.
I'm not Pope Lecherous. I don't even know who Pope Lecherous is. Just ignore the fact that that is exactly what Pope Lecherous would say if he was trying to avoid being detected, and you'll see that I am 100% correct.
You have to believe ONE of them, don't you? This cuts right through all the BS and reveals the unsubstantiated nature of identity and beliefs in an online setting. The exact same thing occurs in real life (minus the identity part, usually).
I kind of want to avoid the gym, so I built me a chin-up bar from plumbing supplies. I can only do about six or seven reps tho - seems like I'm starting back a little too heavy
Fuck the gym! I hate gyms and the vain, pretentious douches that tend to populate them.
Why pay for that shit when you could yeah, install a chin-up bar for pocket change, walk, jog, run, do squats, lunges, push-ups and sit-ups (and variations on them to target muscle groups), ride a bike, take the stairs, put some extra weight in a backpack and carry that shit around with you, or just about anything else.
I hate the hostile competition of the gym, the people telling me I need to eat more, the shitbag wannabe trainers trying to cramp my style for not wanting their shitty services, the people who try to distract you to validate their sense of attractiveness by placing themselves directly in your field of vision when there were 30 other free goddamn treadmills to choose from, the mirrors, jesus fucking christ the mirrors, the creepy fucks using the mirrors to examine you without you noticing, the 'roid rage, the idiot that refuses to clean their armpits, the bad music blared over the PA system, the psychology of the fee fucking with your motivation to exercise....
My WOMP skills are the stuff of legend.I know the use of WOMP as a verb interchangeable with photoshop, which is what I thought the "P" was for. Then I looked it up and the best I could find was Weapons Of Mass Production. I kind of hate myself for asking, but that's what it stands for, right?
So, I was on FB, and some dickhead was being a dickhead on one of the twentyleven millionth Discordian page, and added a pic of the masonic symbol, so I decided to make it more Eris-y.Pretty seamless work right there
Not much, but there it is.