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TESTEMONAIL:  Right and Discordianism allows room for personal interpretation. You have your theories and I have mine. Unlike Christianity, Discordia allows room for ideas and opinions, and mine is well-informed and based on ancient philosophy and theology, so, my neo-Discordian friends, open your minds to my interpretation and I will open my mind to yours. That's fair enough, right? Just claiming to be discordian should mean that your mind is open and willing to learn and share ideas. You guys are fucking bashing me and your laughing at my theologies and my friends know what's up and are laughing at you and honestly this is my last shot at putting a label on my belief structure and your making me lose all hope of ever finding a ideological group I can relate to because you don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about and everything I have said is based on the founding principals of real Discordianism. Expand your mind.

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The dietician

Started by P3nT4gR4m, May 29, 2008, 04:53:35 PM

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P3nT4gR4m

They tried to forcefeed me complacency
I chewed off the hand that feeds
They offered must-have, lifestyle accessories
in exchange for my designer deeds
They tried to pick the flies out of my ointment
exorcise the ghost in my machine
I threw a spanner in their oh so great works
pissed a nightmare over all their dreams

They wanted payback for the things I stole from them
I never felt I had a choice
Some get born with all the business acumen
and some get lumbered with a voice
So I spoke out about the things I saw them do
and no one listened to a word
So I just took the shit I figured that I wanted
and hid among the shuffling herd

So now I feast upon the fruits of my illgotten gains
and count the blessings of my wiles
They tried to forcefeed me complacency
but I'd already stolen it with style

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

Darth Cupcake

I freakin love the ending. :lol:
Be the trouble you want to see in the world.

Sir Squid Diddimus

hmm.
i actually like this.

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

That was kind of... fantastic.
"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."