ITT: Best Posts of the Day

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

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[Jenne]

I'm kind of enjoying watching a couple of the new users make arses out of themselves.

Not lifting a finger this time.  They (and you) are on their own.

Who me or the communal you? I've no time, if people are being dicks on the forum it will survive wait until after my exam.

The communal everyone.  No mas.  The welcome wagon has come to a stop.

Someone else can clean up the new people piddle.  You're too busy with exams, RCH will just kill them and dance around in their skin, Cain will sell them their own bandwidth but otherwise leave them alone. 

Heh.

[Jenne]

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

you can't even read wikipedia on your current ip address? 

IP banned.

I went through every WWII major player's entries, randomly adding the phrase "then he grew a mustache".

I must have caught the admins on a bad day.

[hooplala]

But what if I want to wear the red dress, but my husband says it's too indecent?

1.  Wear white dress.
2.  Dance in husband's blood until dress is red.
3.  Tell them you "did it for Johnny".  Refuse to say who "Johnny" is.
4.  ???
5.  PROFIT!

[P3nT4gR4m]

"Dear underclass shithole we've decided to grace this year,

We like your town a lot, we like it a real FUCKING LOT.  It looks like such fun over there, and we're tickled that you're harassed our email box and anooyed us with yourt insipid photography and catchy comparisons of your urban decay to our finely tuned money - extractor.

We like it all SO MUCH in fact, that we're going to send a whole parade of vicous fuckers in improbable costumes over there.  They'll roll in with trailers worth more than most public works projects will ever see, dress in suits that cost more than you plebians make in a year, and double your local gross revenue in the coke we blow before we parade down your rotting excuse for a front street. 

Our security people will stomp anyone who decides they love a character so much that they have to hug one, and mace and chav, oik, or cockney who decides to bitch us out for being economically empowered shitheads.  In fact, we intend to taser your youth on principle.  Our support staff will sigh and roll their eyes at the pitiful product you sell when they need to replenish anything as insignifigant as the bottled water, and pull attitude on everything else.  We will use your little hovel, and you'll be lucky if you catch a glimpse of Pete, pluto, and goofy running a train on your prom queen before we roll out. 

We're bringing some Disney to your shit, and EVERYONE will be left smiling with extreme prejudice.

PS. This is if we're feeling nice.  Otherwise we give the costumes to whatever group of racid carnies we find first and setting them on your hamlet in the name of the Mouse. 
Wish upon a star bitches.

-Disney"

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

yeah good read! By following links, I ended up at this really fascinating series about a prisoner of the Taliban.

http://www.nytimes.com/2009/10/21/world/asia/21hostage.html
      ^
WOW that was the most exciting thing I've read in MONTHS

[the last yatto]

>> talked to guy that caught me wanky..
> what did he say?
don't think I've seen spew utter garbage..

[Iason Ouabache]

WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN THE CITY IS DOOMED?
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GO HIT THE ROAD WITH A HANDFUL OF 'SHROOMS.
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BEAT BACK THE SPIDERS WITH STOLEN HUBCAPS!
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WHILE YOU WATCH THE WORLD COLLAPSE!
WHILE YOU WATCH THE WORLD COLLAPSE!
WHILE YOU WATCH THE WORLD COLLAPSE!
     \

[Ascoe]

[Cramulus]

^^^



anyway,

[Ascoe]

^^^

[Sir Squid Diddimus]

WHAT DO YOU DO WHEN THE CITY IS DOOMED?
    \



GO HIT THE ROAD WITH A HANDFUL OF 'SHROOMS.
   \



BEAT BACK THE SPIDERS WITH STOLEN HUBCAPS!
     \



WHILE YOU WATCH THE WORLD COLLAPSE!
WHILE YOU WATCH THE WORLD COLLAPSE!
WHILE YOU WATCH THE WORLD COLLAPSE!
     \

OMG 

[the last yatto]

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

You: Oh God I have a cold sore
Stranger: That sucks.
You:
You: I have face herpes.
Stranger: Face herpes are gross.
You: It's on the corner of my mouth, so when I open my mouth, so does my dreadful wound.
You: I'm in a constant state of torment
Stranger: You should take some medicine or something.
You: Naw
You: I'm sure I'll be fine
You: It's not like it'll grow larger and larger, eventually overtaking my face
Stranger: You don't know that.
You: until it ruptures open and spawns a new race of abominations
You: Your right, I don't.
You: And that's why I place my faith in Jesus.
Your conversational partner has disconnected.

Lawl

January 2009 - as Hillary Rodham Clinton adjusted her microphone in preparation to deliver opening remarks, the otherwise smooth transition suffered an unexpected interruption as the departing Secretary of State pushed her to the ground and shat on her chest.