http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/10/08/charlie-fuqua-arkansas-candidate-death-penalty-rebellious-children_n_1948490.html
QuoteCharlie Fuqua, Arkansas Legislative Candidate, Endorses Death Penalty For Rebellious Children In Book
The maintenance of civil order in society rests on the foundation of family discipline. Therefore, a child who disrespects his parents must be permanently removed from society in a way that gives an example to all other children of the importance of respect for parents. The death penalty for rebellious children is not something to be taken lightly. The guidelines for administering the death penalty to rebellious children are given in Deut 21:18-21:
So everyone under 18, SHUT THE FUCK UP.
:eek:
Holy shit, I hope he was kidding. He was kidding, wasn't he? Tell me he was kidding.
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 12:51:52 AM
:eek:
Holy shit, I hope he was kidding. He was kidding, wasn't he? Tell me he was kidding.
Nope. Serious as a heart attack.
They have to out-weird each other to get any media attention, you see.
Also, he's psychotic, in my non-professional opinion.
Damn... Just... Damn.
I mean, I know it's TEMPTING, but... People would TALK.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 12:53:37 AM
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 12:51:52 AM
:eek:
Holy shit, I hope he was kidding. He was kidding, wasn't he? Tell me he was kidding.
Nope. Serious as a heart attack.
They have to out-weird each other to get any media attention, you see.
Also, he's psychotic, in my non-professional opinion.
Every time I think one of them has gone too far, another one goes farther. I don't even.
Is there such a thing as too far? At what point does the Right just go "OK. No. That's it; too far, you guys GET OUT".
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 01:12:05 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 12:53:37 AM
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 12:51:52 AM
:eek:
Holy shit, I hope he was kidding. He was kidding, wasn't he? Tell me he was kidding.
Nope. Serious as a heart attack.
They have to out-weird each other to get any media attention, you see.
Also, he's psychotic, in my non-professional opinion.
Every time I think one of them has gone too far, another one goes farther. I don't even.
Well, he had to say SOMETHING to grab the spotlight off of Todd Akin.
Oh, wait, no...He wrote that shit before Akin. HAHAHAHAHAHA he really believes this!
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 01:12:57 AM
Is there such a thing as too far? At what point does the Right just go "OK. No. That's it; too far, you guys GET OUT".
Hey, even crazy-ass rightwing taliban types get to take a run at the wall, you know.
Do they have to do it ALL AT ONCE?
:eek:
Quote from: Waffles, The Iron on October 09, 2012, 01:25:48 AM
:eek:
I told you we're all fucking crazy over here, but would you listen?
NOOOOOOOO!
And I don't mean "that kook is crazy, I want to hang out with him" kinda crazy, I mean, "I'm tied to a chair with a bag over my head, and I can smell lighter fluid and gun oil" kinda crazy.
I swear it's totally unrelated that I asked my new sweetie to teach me how to use a pistol this past weekend.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 01:27:13 AM
Quote from: Waffles, The Iron on October 09, 2012, 01:25:48 AM
:eek:
I told you we're all fucking crazy over here, but would you listen?
NOOOOOOOO!
And I don't mean "that kook is crazy, I want to hang out with him" kinda crazy, I mean, "I'm tied to a chair with a bag over my head, and I can smell lighter fluid and gun oil" kinda crazy.
I'm still hoping to discover that these are all master trolls. :(
Where's this guy's kids? Somebody needs to interview them. :lulz:
Quote from: Waffles, The Iron on October 09, 2012, 01:29:44 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 01:27:13 AM
Quote from: Waffles, The Iron on October 09, 2012, 01:25:48 AM
:eek:
I told you we're all fucking crazy over here, but would you listen?
NOOOOOOOO!
And I don't mean "that kook is crazy, I want to hang out with him" kinda crazy, I mean, "I'm tied to a chair with a bag over my head, and I can smell lighter fluid and gun oil" kinda crazy.
I'm still hoping to discover that these are all master trolls. :(
The best trolls are true.
We win
forever!
The really sick part is that there are some morons who BELIEVE this shit, and will vote, hoping to put these fuckers in charge so that will be the LAW.
Quote from: Luna on October 09, 2012, 01:33:36 AM
The really sick part is that there are some morons who BELIEVE this shit, and will vote, hoping to put these fuckers in charge so that will be the LAW.
I'm having fun dragging tards around by the ankles with this over on CG.
They're not really happy about it. :lulz:
Quote from: Luna on October 09, 2012, 01:33:36 AM
The really sick part is that there are some morons who BELIEVE this shit, and will vote, hoping to put these fuckers in charge so that will be the LAW.
Where is Child Services when ya need 'em... :x
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 01:34:44 AM
Quote from: Luna on October 09, 2012, 01:33:36 AM
The really sick part is that there are some morons who BELIEVE this shit, and will vote, hoping to put these fuckers in charge so that will be the LAW.
I'm having fun dragging tards around by the ankles with this over on CG.
They're not really happy about it. :lulz:
LINK DAMMIT!
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 03:10:36 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 01:34:44 AM
Quote from: Luna on October 09, 2012, 01:33:36 AM
The really sick part is that there are some morons who BELIEVE this shit, and will vote, hoping to put these fuckers in charge so that will be the LAW.
I'm having fun dragging tards around by the ankles with this over on CG.
They're not really happy about it. :lulz:
LINK DAMMIT!
http://www.capitolgrilling.com/forums/ubbthreads.php?ubb=showflat&Number=702519&page=1&fpart=77
post 751060 forward.
I can't wait for Frank to come back online. :lulz:
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 03:13:09 AM
I can't wait for Frank to come back online. :lulz:
Frankrupt won't respond. He doesn't have a quick text that he can just post for this and he learned his lesson when we turned his honest crack about Akin being a Freakshow into jokes about sucking Freakshow cock.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 03:35:10 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 03:13:09 AM
I can't wait for Frank to come back online. :lulz:
Frankrupt won't respond. He doesn't have a quick text that he can just post for this and he learned his lesson when we turned his honest crack about Akin being a Freakshow into jokes about sucking Freakshow cock.
Yes he will.
Because I'm going to hound him to death over it.
This thread does put me in mind of a joke. During a revival meeting for a local church, the visiting pastor has all the parishioners caught up in the spirit. Some of them are witnessing, some caught up in the spirit, some folks are speaking in tongues. Everything but the snake handling.
So that pastor takes the mike into the crowd and starts talking with people on the PA. First guy he talks to says "I need to confess to the sin of gambling!" The entire crowd goes nuts, so the pastor finds another mark to keep the passions rolling "I need to confes to the sin of adultery!" Again the crowd goes nuts. So it keeps on. Stealing. Fornication. Mopery. Satan worship. You name it.
Finally he gets to one gentleman in the back. He can just tell this guy was a reprobate and would likely have something to confess. The pastor just needed a little more from the crowd and the Holy Ghost revival and Pentecost with signs following revival would be a financial success.
"Brother, do you have a sin you'd like to confess?"
"Well, I do have something that I been doing that I don't think is quite right."
"Let it go, brother! Lay it at Jesus's feet! He sacrificed so you can be free!"
"I been fuckin' my brothers pig. That ain't right, I know he loves that pig and he should be the only one what gets to fuck her."
The pastor now sells used cars off I-70 in Boulder. I didn't say it was a particularly good joke.
But it does show the dynamic at play with wingnuts. It's a very human reaction, I've seen it in the form of fishing stories with guys at the poker table, kids telling stories but are too young to understand that you can't just pull it out of your ass, and even in bitter drunkalogs in AA halls all over the greater Pierce County area. And at some point someone will take it a step too far and admit to fucking his brother's pig. I'd like to think this is it. But it ain't.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 03:55:06 AM
This thread does put me in mind of a joke. During a revival meeting for a local church, the visiting pastor has all the parishioners caught up in the spirit. Some of them are witnessing, some caught up in the spirit, some folks are speaking in tongues. Everything but the snake handling.
So that pastor take the mike into the crowd and starts talking with people on the PA. First guy he talks to says "I need to confess to the sin of gambling!" The entire crowd goes nuts, so the pastor finds another mark to keep the passions rolling "I need to confes to the sin of adultery!" Again the crowd goes nuts. So it keeps on. Stealing. Fornication. Mopery. Satan worship. You name it.
Finally he gets to one gentleman in the back. He can just tell this guy was a reprobate and would likely have something to confess. he pastor just needed a little more from the crowd and the Holy Ghost revival and Pentecost with signs following revival would be a financial success.
"Brother, do you have a sin you'd like to confess?"
"Well, I do have something that I been doing that I don't think is quite right."
"Let it go, brother! Lay it at Jesus's feet! He sacrificed so you can be free!"
"I been fuckin' my brothers pig. That ain't right, I know he loves that pig and he should be the only one what gets to fuck her."
The pastor now sells used cars off I-70 in Boulder. I didn't say it was a particularly good joke.
But it does show the dynamic at play with wingnuts. It's a very human reaction, I've seen it in the form of fishing stories with guys at the poker table, kids telling stories but are too young to understand that you can't just pull it out of your ass, and even in bitter drunkalogs in AA halls all over the greater Pierce County area. And at some point someone will take it a step too far and admit to fucking his brothers pig. I'd like to think this is it. But it ain't.
http://www.newshounds.us/2005/05/06/bizarre_sex_habits_of_the_extreme_rightwing.php
:169:
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 03:37:43 AM
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 03:35:10 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 03:13:09 AM
I can't wait for Frank to come back online. :lulz:
Frankrupt won't respond. He doesn't have a quick text that he can just post for this and he learned his lesson when we turned his honest crack about Akin being a Freakshow into jokes about sucking Freakshow cock.
Yes he will.
Because I'm going to hound him to death over it.
I don't think you understand how much that boy has invested in not seeing the things he doesn't want to see. Unless you hang out outside the condo in Illinois with 90 inch plasma screen hooked up and displaying your post, He won't see it unless he want to see it.
You've really got to piss him off to get him to respond. I've only managed to insult him that badly a handful of times.
I masturbate about them. Constantly.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:01:02 AM
I don't think you understand how much that boy has invested in not seeing the things he doesn't want to see. Unless you hang out outside the condo in Illinois with 90 inch plasma screen hooked up and displaying your post, He won't see it unless he want to see it.
You've really got to piss him off to get him to respond. I've only managed to insult him that badly a handful of times.
I masturbate about them. Constantly.
This may all be true.
But I don't think you understand the power of an all-out TGRR wobbler.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 03:57:28 AM
http://www.newshounds.us/2005/05/06/bizarre_sex_habits_of_the_extreme_rightwing.php
:169:
I remember that. I still half think he was trolling. Some sort of "lost in translation" witticism from a cultural backwater now destroyed by the monoculture.
I do remember when I used to visit my cousins in the late 80's on their farm in Nebraska they would joke about fucking the cows quite a bit. Given that I was 13 at the time and quickly coming to the realization that the only thing that would keep me sane was mastubating constantly, I only half think they were joking.
I mean how many stories of good times, human carnage, and horror start with "So me and my friends were getting drunk when Clem goes 'Hey y'all, watch this!"
Or as the kids say it these days "YOLO!"
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 04:03:21 AM
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:01:02 AM
I don't think you understand how much that boy has invested in not seeing the things he doesn't want to see. Unless you hang out outside the condo in Illinois with 90 inch plasma screen hooked up and displaying your post, He won't see it unless he want to see it.
You've really got to piss him off to get him to respond. I've only managed to insult him that badly a handful of times.
I masturbate about them. Constantly.
This may all be true.
But I don't think you understand the power of an all-out TGRR wobbler.
I will bow to your superior ability if you can do it, but honestly I remain skeptical. Gaggy has little impulse control. Trolling him is easy.
Am I egging you on? Possibly. But bracket that for a moment, and just ask yourself do I have the guts, the ability, and the testicular fortitude to do it? Can I be that guy? Unless you cay answer an enthusiastic "YES!" you may as well let it be.
No one would blame you if you backed down and totally pussed out. :lulz:
This isn't an ego thing, IJ.
It's a purity of art thing.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 04:17:36 AM
This isn't an ego thing, IJ.
It's a purity of art thing.
Whatever gets you through the night, yellow dude.
Can I be Man Blackwatch Plaid?
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:21:19 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 04:17:36 AM
This isn't an ego thing, IJ.
It's a purity of art thing.
Whatever gets you through the night, yellow dude.
Can I be Man Blackwatch Plaid?
Sure. Good luck coloring you avatar. <--- That is what is commonly known as a "double dog dare".
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 04:24:07 AM
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:21:19 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 04:17:36 AM
This isn't an ego thing, IJ.
It's a purity of art thing.
Whatever gets you through the night, yellow dude.
Can I be Man Blackwatch Plaid?
Sure. Good luck coloring you avatar. <--- That is what is commonly known as a "double dog dare".
Fuck it. That would require effort on my part. I ain't doing it. <------ that would be the only redeeming feature of spending the last decade stoned.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 12:47:21 AM
So everyone under 18, SHUT THE FUCK UP.
What's wrong with this idea?
I'm well over 18.
Quote from: hunter s.durden on October 09, 2012, 04:49:33 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 12:47:21 AM
So everyone under 18, SHUT THE FUCK UP.
What's wrong with this idea?
I'm well over 18.
The kids are the ones who are going to be paying into the social security (that's going to be taken away before you can get any of it).
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 03:57:28 AM
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 03:55:06 AM
This thread does put me in mind of a joke. During a revival meeting for a local church, the visiting pastor has all the parishioners caught up in the spirit. Some of them are witnessing, some caught up in the spirit, some folks are speaking in tongues. Everything but the snake handling.
So that pastor take the mike into the crowd and starts talking with people on the PA. First guy he talks to says "I need to confess to the sin of gambling!" The entire crowd goes nuts, so the pastor finds another mark to keep the passions rolling "I need to confes to the sin of adultery!" Again the crowd goes nuts. So it keeps on. Stealing. Fornication. Mopery. Satan worship. You name it.
Finally he gets to one gentleman in the back. He can just tell this guy was a reprobate and would likely have something to confess. he pastor just needed a little more from the crowd and the Holy Ghost revival and Pentecost with signs following revival would be a financial success.
"Brother, do you have a sin you'd like to confess?"
"Well, I do have something that I been doing that I don't think is quite right."
"Let it go, brother! Lay it at Jesus's feet! He sacrificed so you can be free!"
"I been fuckin' my brothers pig. That ain't right, I know he loves that pig and he should be the only one what gets to fuck her."
The pastor now sells used cars off I-70 in Boulder. I didn't say it was a particularly good joke.
But it does show the dynamic at play with wingnuts. It's a very human reaction, I've seen it in the form of fishing stories with guys at the poker table, kids telling stories but are too young to understand that you can't just pull it out of your ass, and even in bitter drunkalogs in AA halls all over the greater Pierce County area. And at some point someone will take it a step too far and admit to fucking his brothers pig. I'd like to think this is it. But it ain't.
http://www.newshounds.us/2005/05/06/bizarre_sex_habits_of_the_extreme_rightwing.php
:169:
WHY CAN'T I POST THERE, ROGER???
WHY? :cry:
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:10:15 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 03:57:28 AM
http://www.newshounds.us/2005/05/06/bizarre_sex_habits_of_the_extreme_rightwing.php
:169:
I remember that. I still half think he was trolling. Some sort of "lost in translation" witticism from a cultural backwater now destroyed by the monoculture.
I do remember when I used to visit my cousins in the late 80's on their farm in Nebraska they would joke about fucking the cows quite a bit. Given that I was 13 at the time and quickly coming to the realization that the only thing that would keep me sane was mastubating constantly, I only half think they were joking.
I mean how many stories of good times, human carnage, and horror start with "So me and my friends were getting drunk when Clem goes 'Hey y'all, watch this!"
Or as the kids say it these days "YOLO!"
I'm from Oregon.
Not sure if I need to say more.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:16:30 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 04:03:21 AM
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:01:02 AM
I don't think you understand how much that boy has invested in not seeing the things he doesn't want to see. Unless you hang out outside the condo in Illinois with 90 inch plasma screen hooked up and displaying your post, He won't see it unless he want to see it.
You've really got to piss him off to get him to respond. I've only managed to insult him that badly a handful of times.
I masturbate about them. Constantly.
This may all be true.
But I don't think you understand the power of an all-out TGRR wobbler.
I will bow to your superior ability if you can do it, but honestly I remain skeptical. Gaggy has little impulse control. Trolling him is easy.
Am I egging you on? Possibly. But bracket that for a moment, and just ask yourself do I have the guts, the ability, and the testicular fortitude to do it? Can I be that guy? Unless you cay answer an enthusiastic "YES!" you may as well let it be.
No one would blame you if you backed down and totally pussed out. :lulz:
uh
I've only been here for maybe five, possibly six years, but I've never seen a force like TGRR for prompting crazy motherfucker obsessions.
I used to live across the street from an old guy who was always yelling at his son for fucking chickens to death.
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 09, 2012, 05:09:48 AM
I used to live across the street from an old guy who was always yelling at his son for fucking chickens to death.
I am half :lulz: and half :vom:
Only half :lulz: because of so much Oregon.
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 05:09:25 AM
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:16:30 AM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 09, 2012, 04:03:21 AM
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 04:01:02 AM
I don't think you understand how much that boy has invested in not seeing the things he doesn't want to see. Unless you hang out outside the condo in Illinois with 90 inch plasma screen hooked up and displaying your post, He won't see it unless he want to see it.
You've really got to piss him off to get him to respond. I've only managed to insult him that badly a handful of times.
I masturbate about them. Constantly.
This may all be true.
But I don't think you understand the power of an all-out TGRR wobbler.
I will bow to your superior ability if you can do it, but honestly I remain skeptical. Gaggy has little impulse control. Trolling him is easy.
Am I egging you on? Possibly. But bracket that for a moment, and just ask yourself do I have the guts, the ability, and the testicular fortitude to do it? Can I be that guy? Unless you cay answer an enthusiastic "YES!" you may as well let it be.
No one would blame you if you backed down and totally pussed out. :lulz:
uh
I've only been here for maybe five, possibly six years, but I've never seen a force like TGRR for prompting crazy motherfucker obsessions.
Nigel speaks truly. They are LEGION.
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 05:11:02 AM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 09, 2012, 05:09:48 AM
I used to live across the street from an old guy who was always yelling at his son for fucking chickens to death.
I am half :lulz: and half :vom:
Only half :lulz: because of so much Oregon.
I like to think they at least lean more toward sheep up there.
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 05:07:41 AM
I'm from Oregon.
Not sure if I need to say more.
People do stupid shit no matter where they're from. I'm convinced that somewhere in Africa, there are guys who fuck the water buffalo and have stories that start out in the Swahili equivalent of the whole "hey y'all watch this" dynamic.
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 05:09:25 AM
I've only been here for maybe five, possibly six years, but I've never seen a force like TGRR for prompting crazy motherfucker obsessions.
I want to believe, but as the good book says in Mark 9:24, Help my unbelief. I am game. What's the win condition here?
And FWIW, you guys aren't taking into account the reality warping abilities of the target. Motherfucker can literally wrap his mind around damn near inconvenient fact and twist it blaming democrats. I've seen it for ten goddamned years. That's why I don't engage him on facts but rather prefer to just straight shit on him.
I'm OK with executing children for disobeying me.
Quieter nights, for starters.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 08:03:04 AM
Quote from: Man Green on October 09, 2012, 05:09:25 AM
I've only been here for maybe five, possibly six years, but I've never seen a force like TGRR for prompting crazy motherfucker obsessions.
I want to believe, but as the good book says in Mark 9:24, Help my unbelief. I am game. What's the win condition here?
And FWIW, you guys aren't taking into account the reality warping abilities of the target. Motherfucker can literally wrap his mind around damn near inconvenient fact and twist it blaming democrats. I've seen it for ten goddamned years. That's why I don't engage him on facts but rather prefer to just straight shit on him.
A lot of them do that. Maybe ALL of them.
It's the only way they can get shit to add up.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 09, 2012, 03:55:06 AM
This thread does put me in mind of a joke. During a revival meeting for a local church, the visiting pastor has all the parishioners caught up in the spirit. Some of them are witnessing, some caught up in the spirit, some folks are speaking in tongues. Everything but the snake handling.
So that pastor takes the mike into the crowd and starts talking with people on the PA. First guy he talks to says "I need to confess to the sin of gambling!" The entire crowd goes nuts, so the pastor finds another mark to keep the passions rolling "I need to confes to the sin of adultery!" Again the crowd goes nuts. So it keeps on. Stealing. Fornication. Mopery. Satan worship. You name it.
Finally he gets to one gentleman in the back. He can just tell this guy was a reprobate and would likely have something to confess. The pastor just needed a little more from the crowd and the Holy Ghost revival and Pentecost with signs following revival would be a financial success.
"Brother, do you have a sin you'd like to confess?"
"Well, I do have something that I been doing that I don't think is quite right."
"Let it go, brother! Lay it at Jesus's feet! He sacrificed so you can be free!"
"I been fuckin' my brothers pig. That ain't right, I know he loves that pig and he should be the only one what gets to fuck her."
The pastor now sells used cars off I-70 in Boulder. I didn't say it was a particularly good joke.
But it does show the dynamic at play with wingnuts. It's a very human reaction, I've seen it in the form of fishing stories with guys at the poker table, kids telling stories but are too young to understand that you can't just pull it out of your ass, and even in bitter drunkalogs in AA halls all over the greater Pierce County area. And at some point someone will take it a step too far and admit to fucking his brother's pig. I'd like to think this is it. But it ain't.
And now I know why you're so bitter. :lulz:
Of course. Peirce County residents are who Tucson residents make fun of when they feel down about living in Tucson.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 10, 2012, 06:14:24 PM
Of course. Peirce County residents are who Tucson residents make fun of when they feel down about living in Tucson.
True, true.
But then when we stop, we're
still in Tucson.
I love this place, IJ, and I'll never leave. Ho ho hee heeeeee.
Yeah, but you're that rare guy who likes the misery. The restored us occasionally need delusions filled with unicorns that shit rainbows.
Quote from: Internet Jesus on October 10, 2012, 06:19:16 PM
Yeah, but you're that rare guy who likes the misery. The restored us occasionally need delusions filled with unicorns that shit rainbows.
I like the grit, moreso than the misery.
I was born to live in a pulp noir magazine-esque world, not this brightly-lit plastic hell.
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 06:26:30 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Yes. It's a peak-high-to-HORROR
(TM) experience.
I go. I slip through clots of hipster zombies and find My People. We have actual conversations. We trash talk Reagan and hipsters and all manner of evil and stupidity. They tell me about the world beyond AMURKA
(TM). I belly up to the stage and the Marshall stacks blast all the Seguin
(TM) out. It's like suddenly becoming cancer free, but only for a little while. We say goodbye. And I go to a place that's blasting FOX news and peopled by obese walking dead asking for cigarettes and spare change. After many hours, I board the bus. Sometimes they stop and get the cops because some old guy pulled his dick out at a teenaged girl. He always says she was the one who flashed him.
Not for the faint of heart. :lulz:
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:33:36 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 06:26:30 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Yes. It's a peak-high-to-HORROR(TM) experience.
I go. I slip through clots of hipster zombies and find My People. We have actual conversations. We trash talk Reagan and hipsters and all manner of evil and stupidity. They tell me about the world beyond AMURKA(TM). I belly up to the stage and the Marshall stacks blast all the Seguin(TM) out. It's like suddenly becoming cancer free, but only for a little while. We say goodbye. And I go to a place that's blasting FOX news and peopled by obese walking dead asking for cigarettes and spare change. After many hours, I board the bus. Sometimes they stop and get the cops because some old guy pulled his dick out at a teenaged girl. He always says she was the one who flashed him.
Not for the faint of heart. :lulz:
The bus station is one of the few places that you can see the bricks that make up the foundation of America.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:35:47 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:33:36 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 06:26:30 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Yes. It's a peak-high-to-HORROR(TM) experience.
I go. I slip through clots of hipster zombies and find My People. We have actual conversations. We trash talk Reagan and hipsters and all manner of evil and stupidity. They tell me about the world beyond AMURKA(TM). I belly up to the stage and the Marshall stacks blast all the Seguin(TM) out. It's like suddenly becoming cancer free, but only for a little while. We say goodbye. And I go to a place that's blasting FOX news and peopled by obese walking dead asking for cigarettes and spare change. After many hours, I board the bus. Sometimes they stop and get the cops because some old guy pulled his dick out at a teenaged girl. He always says she was the one who flashed him.
Not for the faint of heart. :lulz:
The bus station is one of the few places that you can see the bricks that make up the foundation of America.
I think the bus station is the REAL America. Everything else is a thin veneer, and it's peeling. Rapidly. :lol:
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:37:44 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:35:47 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:33:36 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 06:26:30 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Yes. It's a peak-high-to-HORROR(TM) experience.
I go. I slip through clots of hipster zombies and find My People. We have actual conversations. We trash talk Reagan and hipsters and all manner of evil and stupidity. They tell me about the world beyond AMURKA(TM). I belly up to the stage and the Marshall stacks blast all the Seguin(TM) out. It's like suddenly becoming cancer free, but only for a little while. We say goodbye. And I go to a place that's blasting FOX news and peopled by obese walking dead asking for cigarettes and spare change. After many hours, I board the bus. Sometimes they stop and get the cops because some old guy pulled his dick out at a teenaged girl. He always says she was the one who flashed him.
Not for the faint of heart. :lulz:
The bus station is one of the few places that you can see the bricks that make up the foundation of America.
I think the bus station is the REAL America. Everything else is a thin veneer, and it's peeling. Rapidly. :lol:
The bricks are made out of poo. Just saying.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:38:43 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:37:44 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:35:47 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:33:36 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 06:26:30 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Yes. It's a peak-high-to-HORROR(TM) experience.
I go. I slip through clots of hipster zombies and find My People. We have actual conversations. We trash talk Reagan and hipsters and all manner of evil and stupidity. They tell me about the world beyond AMURKA(TM). I belly up to the stage and the Marshall stacks blast all the Seguin(TM) out. It's like suddenly becoming cancer free, but only for a little while. We say goodbye. And I go to a place that's blasting FOX news and peopled by obese walking dead asking for cigarettes and spare change. After many hours, I board the bus. Sometimes they stop and get the cops because some old guy pulled his dick out at a teenaged girl. He always says she was the one who flashed him.
Not for the faint of heart. :lulz:
The bus station is one of the few places that you can see the bricks that make up the foundation of America.
I think the bus station is the REAL America. Everything else is a thin veneer, and it's peeling. Rapidly. :lol:
The bricks are made out of poo. Just saying.
And the floor is compacted blood and vomit and hard tears.
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:40:23 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:38:43 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:37:44 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:35:47 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:33:36 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 06:26:30 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Yes. It's a peak-high-to-HORROR(TM) experience.
I go. I slip through clots of hipster zombies and find My People. We have actual conversations. We trash talk Reagan and hipsters and all manner of evil and stupidity. They tell me about the world beyond AMURKA(TM). I belly up to the stage and the Marshall stacks blast all the Seguin(TM) out. It's like suddenly becoming cancer free, but only for a little while. We say goodbye. And I go to a place that's blasting FOX news and peopled by obese walking dead asking for cigarettes and spare change. After many hours, I board the bus. Sometimes they stop and get the cops because some old guy pulled his dick out at a teenaged girl. He always says she was the one who flashed him.
Not for the faint of heart. :lulz:
The bus station is one of the few places that you can see the bricks that make up the foundation of America.
I think the bus station is the REAL America. Everything else is a thin veneer, and it's peeling. Rapidly. :lol:
The bricks are made out of poo. Just saying.
And the floor is compacted blood and vomit and hard tears.
We build these things, down here in the basement, according to the prints and diagrams sent to us by Hirley0. This is why everything defaults to main.
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:42:17 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:40:23 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:38:43 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:37:44 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 07:35:47 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 07:33:36 PM
Quote from: Man Yellow on October 10, 2012, 06:26:30 PM
Quote from: TEXAS FAIRIES FOR ALL YOU SPAGS on October 10, 2012, 06:25:18 PM
Fuck unicorns. I just go to Austin and catch a show.
I might sit in the San Antonio bus station all night afterwards, but I REMEMBER, dammit. :lol:
Also, there's a lot of Holy™ in bus stations. Not the GOOD kind of Holy™. No. But Holy™ all the same.
All bus stops are actually in Nashville.
Yes. It's a peak-high-to-HORROR(TM) experience.
I go. I slip through clots of hipster zombies and find My People. We have actual conversations. We trash talk Reagan and hipsters and all manner of evil and stupidity. They tell me about the world beyond AMURKA(TM). I belly up to the stage and the Marshall stacks blast all the Seguin(TM) out. It's like suddenly becoming cancer free, but only for a little while. We say goodbye. And I go to a place that's blasting FOX news and peopled by obese walking dead asking for cigarettes and spare change. After many hours, I board the bus. Sometimes they stop and get the cops because some old guy pulled his dick out at a teenaged girl. He always says she was the one who flashed him.
Not for the faint of heart. :lulz:
The bus station is one of the few places that you can see the bricks that make up the foundation of America.
I think the bus station is the REAL America. Everything else is a thin veneer, and it's peeling. Rapidly. :lol:
The bricks are made out of poo. Just saying.
And the floor is compacted blood and vomit and hard tears.
We build these things, down here in the basement, according to the prints and diagrams sent to us by Hirley0. This is why everything defaults to main.
Those things, and the benches. The benches are metal with "armrests", so if anyone needs to lie down, they can do so on the floor. Because Nice People would have a motel room...or a car.
And the vending machines. Because a man's last $2 should be spent on coffee that goes all over the floor because the cup always comes down sideways. When his pride is sufficiently eroded, he will LICK IT UP...and we can move on to Phase 2 of the Conditioning.