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Somewhat on topic, today in California I answered the door when the burger delivery person arrived, inadvertently concealing the tip and the hand holding the tip behind the doorframe. His eyes darted down to the obscured hand, narrowing with some concern.

Then I tipped him and nobody got shot, but there was a moment there where anything could have happened.

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Happy Birthday, Roger!

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Fucking with that place isn't even sporting. Who could have known that maintaining a presence on "we dun need no skool" might be correlated with stunted maturity?

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Sorry to hear that, Roger. Care of parents is always fucking hard.

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So is this a place for people who were too fucking dumb to function on totse or similar?

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I'll tell you all when the registration is no longer fucked

forum is the one that's "my" website in my profile

What forum?
one in my profile

I can't see (edit: it in) your profile, but I assume we're looking at hxxps://forums.darknedgy.net/index.php?

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In preparation for Mainstream Day, I conducted my first expedition to a Walmart and purchased some cheese in a can.

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anthropological/psychoanalytical terms, "the phallus"...
From now on I'm going with "SGitR or what anthropologists would call 'kind of a dick'."

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And by textbook, I mean that I finished a psychology BS a few months ago, and that is literally in the textbooks.
:lol:

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Techmology and Scientism / Re: Dumb Question
« on: October 24, 2015, 07:32:48 am »
According to DeBeers, a .2 gram diamond was formed from 2.8 grams of pure carbon.

So, 1/14th.

Where does the rest of the carbon go?

presumably lost as assorted waste products

Have you considered reading the rest of the thread before shitting a SGitR answer out of your idiotic face?

What is SGitR? I was totally on board with the rest of that.
http://www.principiadiscordia.com/forum/index.php?topic=32044.0

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We seem to be asking the tough questions ITT? Okay, let's go.

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Signora and I are visiting in a couple of weeks. We're spending most of our time in LA, staying a wee way out of the city in Valencia. We're also trekking over to DC, but only have a day there because we're ridiculous at planning trips.

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: InsprioBot
« on: October 14, 2015, 10:26:17 pm »

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The Richard Nixon school of ballet and the arts / Re: InsprioBot
« on: October 14, 2015, 10:13:31 pm »

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Techmology and Scientism / Re: Dumb Question
« on: September 28, 2015, 02:26:17 am »
Okay, you fuckers got me. I've been hoarding the extra mass. It started small, scraping a little ash here and there and squirreling it away in my pockets, hoping that nobody would notice. Signora, you must understand, nailed to the floor the worm who brings me my cocaine and I needed a little something to TIDE ME OVER, OKAY?

This is how it started, but soon enough it ESCALATED. Pretty soon I'm ferrying out handfuls of ash to the car and stuffing the glovebox full. Transporting it home and shoveling it into ash piles behind the garden shed (and then filling the garden shed). I'm hopped up on ash all day at this stage. It suggests to me that I do terrible things. It helps me dream up methods of better harvesting and secreting it. It helps me scheme more and more brilliant uses of this under-appreciated material.

At first these were purely entrepreneurial ventures. Many foods, you see, contain "ash" as ingredient. So I figure, if ash is one ingredient, why can it not be all ingredients? And I sell 100% ash burgers and ash soda from my food truck. I serve ash cones to delight and amaze children. As my appreciation for ash increased, I began to treat it less as a business and more as a religious pursuit. I began to get carried away.

It is good that I live in this little country on the bottom of the planet. It becomes easy to tell the fourteen-odd others "why, yes? There always has been a second island, friend. We do not live there simply because it is too dusty" and they agree and struggle to pull their feet free from the floor.

It has been long since I visited the North Island, but they remember me still. They think of me when a southerly snatches powder from the surface of my ashen desert, obscuring their green fields and polluting their clear waters and carrying my hysterical shrieks into their homes. And they look at one another knowingly, say nothing, and try not to think too hard whenever they notice a little mass missing here and there.

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