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Apprentice fucking rant.

Started by agent compassion, December 17, 2004, 06:48:25 AM

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LMNO

Quote from: Hoshiko
"We're gonna have a TV party tonight... all right! Wait a minute, my TV set doesn't work... It's broken! We're gonna miss our favorite shows. No TV party tonight."


Black Flag!  Represent!

We got nothing better to do.. Then to watch TV, and have a coupla brews.
Don't talk about anything else, we don't wanna know!
We're dedicated to our favorite shows!

Magnum PI!
Hill Street Blues!
Monday Night Football!

Hoshiko

"TV news shows what it's like out there/ It's a scare
You can go out if you want/ we wouldn't dare!
...
I wouldn't be without my TV for a day/ or even a minute!
I don't bother to use my brain anymore/ there's nothing left in it!"

Magnum PI is a killer show, btw. Higgins in da house!
Making people sorry they asked since 1983.

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She got the speakers in the trunk
With the bass on crunk.

East Coast Hustle

just so you can all be really jealous, I saw Black Flag with Keith Morris and Henry Rollins a couple years ago...

8)
Rabid Colostomy Hole Jammer of the Coming Apocalypse™

The Devil is in the details; God is in the nuance.


Some yahoo yelled at me, saying 'GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH', and I thought, "I'm feeling generous today.  Why not BOTH?"

LMNO


East Coast Hustle

Rabid Colostomy Hole Jammer of the Coming Apocalypse™

The Devil is in the details; God is in the nuance.


Some yahoo yelled at me, saying 'GIVE ME LIBERTY OR GIVE ME DEATH', and I thought, "I'm feeling generous today.  Why not BOTH?"

Hoshiko

Making people sorry they asked since 1983.

                   **************************

She got the speakers in the trunk
With the bass on crunk.

Doktor Howl

Quote from: agent compassion on December 17, 2004, 06:48:25 AM
Written after seeing the finale:

Women can never win in this world. If we are not decorations, then we are aberrations. Ballbreakers, bitches and dominatrices, or else shrinking violets, either way we get screwed.

But really, it is the men who are slaves to the machine, who don't even KNOW they're slaves! We say "Ok, we give in. What do you want us to be? Shall we be skinny? Shall we be pretty? Busty? Loud? Soft? Nice? Mean? Flashy? Submissive? What, just tell us what so we can do it and get on with life!"

And you don't know, do you? You don't, so you keep changing the game, and every time we have a taste of success, you steal the bottle away so we can't have more. Every time we come close to winning, you change the game, because we are "breaking the rules" when nobody even knows what those rules are.

Unfortunately, guys, we're ahead, and you know it. We're closer to freedom because we were the first to figure out that we were slaves. We KNOW that the rules make no sense, that the game is rigged.

You still seem to be under the delusion that you are winning here. But you are not. By trying to destroy us, you destroy yourselves. You still think that this world is a game with rules that can be enforced on one side and not the other. You still think we are all identical pieces and that with enough control we will all fall into line and be perfect little clones like the women in the bra ads.

And yet, that's your greatest fear, and we know it - you don't WANT those women, you want real women, flesh and blood and attitude, you want one that is unlike any other in the world, you want us as real companions and coworkers and yes, bosses sometimes - because you know that it is a reprieve from that harried man's world of cell phones and competition and early heart disease. You know that we are the ones who can see you as you are, as flesh and blood and spirit, and not as dollar signs and diplomas, we can give you authenticity and the freedom not to play that game.

But you fear that freedom, don't you? It's the real prize, but like anything worth having, it comes with a price. So you hire the lazy man who kisses your ass, and you fire the competent lady who has a few too wrinkles for your little man's taste; you pinch bums and encourage the next generation of boys to become chauvinist CEOs and teachers and doctors and fathers, and you keep the game going, even though it makes you sick and lonely.

You idiots.

"You idiots", she said, after venting her spleen that a man won a reality TV show.

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Molon Lube

Nast

A prime example of nervous disorder brought on by a wandering uterus.
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"If I owned Goodwill, no charity worker would feel safe.  I would sit in my office behind a massive pile of cocaine, racking my pistol's slide every time the cleaning lady came near.  Auditors, I'd just shoot."

Mesozoic Mister Nigel

It was an interesting thread. The OP seemed, to me, to be preaching to an existing populace which isn't represented here, but her preaching had value if it were presented to the suburban middle-class fucks who were pissing her off.

Horab wins "most clueless" for his replies.
"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."


Cuddlefish

Quote from: Nast on October 01, 2010, 07:11:55 AM
A prime example of nervous disorder brought on by a wandering uterus.
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:lulz: :lulz: :lulz:
A fisher of men, or a manner of fish?

slothrop23

only because its about the apprentice, other than that, it has no relevence.  sorry

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yxi6QDwQyLU
Wind turbines.

I'm a big fan