I'm bored.
no, not the fleeting transience of boredom that comes with being part of the instant gratification generation...not the "there's nothing good on TV and it's crappy outside" kind of bored...this goes much deeper...I'm bored with the way things are...not at this precise moment, not today, not this week...the way things are...the state in which they exist and the routines and processes by which they are carried out...the subconscious algorithms which lend nuance and meaning to our interactions and weight to the development of our interpersonal relationships have devoloved into meaningless bits of biochemical code with no more gravity or urgency than an infomercial...I don't care, because I find myself incapable of the act of caring...I need a jolt...a radical change...something to snap me out of this emotional lethargy...I find myself trying to artificially manufacture situations that will fit the bill, but it's like trying to tap yourself on the shoulder, and then spinning around and trying to pretend you don't know who just tapped you on the shoulder...doubtless, someone will try to feed me some stale, regurgitated, seattle-centric bullshit about just needing to move out of the sticks and back "home", but it's a farce...a lie I've tried to feed myself in order to give myself false hope of a tangible, immediate solution...it wouldn't be a change...it would be a cop-out, if anything...a cowardly retreat to the sociological and cultural womb which originally shat forth my fully-formed and battle-ready Id to unleash it's predations on the world...I need to see new skies...I need to find threats that spur me into action and rewards that make the action worthwhile...I need to get on it...I need to go...to paraphrase one of my alltime favorite bands, I don't have anything to lose because I don't have anything...anything I want, anyway...don't take this the wrong way...this is not a cry for help or a plea for advice...it is not an elaborate request for a hug and a smile...it's a signal...a message...a warning shot across the bow...I have found the ultimate target for my ideology of radical deconstructionism, and the target is me...I don't mean something silly like suicide, I mean the utter dissolution of the rigid and unyielding walls and filters that I have constructed around my perceptions...this is not an ending, it is a beginning...it is the beginning...and it very likely means that some of you will never see or hear of me again, through no fault of your own...those of you who have my love know who you are, and as for the one of you who I will always invite with me on whatever adventure I choose to go on, well, I'll be in touch...and if I may be so bold as to turn the tables in our lawyer-client relationship, I would strongly advise you to have your passport in order...I make no promises and give no thought to timing...I may hang around long enough for you all to forget I ever said any of this, or I may leave tomorrow, but either way it will be a swift and sudden severing of all the ties that bind me, so I choose to make my goodbyes now, at the moment of decision when my words still carry an echo of sincerity...
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence
Two roads diverged in a wood
And I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the difference...
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Bye then Turd, and safe travels wherever you may go. Do keep in touch when you can, and if your ever in my neck of the woods, you a garunteed a place to stay.
I know the feeling sometimes, I think. I get it to a lesser degree, when I think back to when I was backpacking in Peru, living each day as it came, never sure where I was going or where I was, but having a blast compared to now...
I digress. Keep well, whenever and wherever you decide to go. May you find your new beggining to your liking.
(PS Im going to add you to my MSN if thats OK, in case you do "jump ship" all of a sudden).
see ya in a week dude!
Scribe: my MSN messenger shit the bed, but you can find me on AIM screenname OysterMeister
Horab: read it again, dude...not one of those drama-weenie "board suicide" posts....
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Interesting.
Ooooh, someone's got the wanderlust...
I'd tease you unmercilessly but I've got it too. If you do leave promise that if you're ever in NY you'll look me up.
Until I leave, that is.
Quote from: GOAT.not one of those drama-weenie "board suicide" posts....
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those are reserved specifically for me, although all it generally takes is a post from penumbral and bella and about 10 minutes and i'm back :) . i think i'm over that phase though.
well anyway good luck with whatever you're doing, fare well and all that. ewige bloomenkraft !
Commie!
if you = going to scandinavia
if you = feel like it
then you = log back in and hit me with a pm
now i wanna do something too.... :x
Adios, Comrade.
Sounds like you're about to break through a few glass walls, yourself. :wink:
May the Goddess bless you on the way to new adventures.
Wow, Your Turdliness I salute you. Quite frankly, thats how I feel about life. Bored. I didn't think anything of it until I stared studying Hinduism, though. The Hindu's say that when you are really ready to escape this cycle of birth and death, then you'll get bored with life, because you've done it too many times. Kinda like playing Pacman for more then 10 minutes at a time. I don't know how much I believe all of it. But I do know, I'm ready for something emotionally spinning.
Sometimes I think I want out. Then I realize, that I'm the only one that can let me out. Now if I could only find the door...
Not many have the balls to pull this thing off.
I bet he'll split while he still owes us money.
::waves::
Good luck!
I've had someone swear by the "going homeless for a while" method, if that appeals to you.
been there, done that, and all it ever got me was a raging case of scabies...
and before anyone else who clearly didn't read closely enough tries to wave goodbye or anything, I'M NOT LEAVING...not yet, anyway...that very well may end up being part of the process, but it's not the ultimate point...it's more of the beginning of a total and complete psycho-emotional dissolution and recoagulation into something/someone completely different...it's been an interesting 27 years being me, and now it's time to move on and be someone NEW, as opposed to just being GOAT v2.0, or some such shit...although in the end, that may be easier achieved by moving to a part of the planet where no one thinks or talks like me....
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Well, then, I'd reccommend the southern coast of Spain. Beautiful country, great food, and little to no ETA presence.
Quote from: LMNOWell, then, I'd reccommend the southern coast of Spain. Beautiful country, great food, and little to no ETA presence.
Full of British tourists in the summer though, espescially the coast...not my cp of tea :wink:
Well, in the summer months, you can always hop over to Morocco, & head into the mountains to hang with the Master Musicians of Jajouka.
you know my previous statemnet still stands. oddly most people do the whole dissolution of self deal in highschool, or maybe that was just me.
tho i had the impression he was severing al ties. if that means he's not severing all ties, then forgive, me, we'll see ya again tomorrow turd!
Quotealthough in the end, that may be easier achieved by moving to a part of the planet where no one thinks or talks like me....
It could at that. It's amazing how much stuff you're willing to live without when you simply don't have it handy....what's really necessary and what's just clutter. I went to Iran for a few weeks a while back, and when I returned, things that had had unbreakable holds on me before I left no
longer held the same power over me.
iran? you vactioned in the axis of evil??????? :shock:
nahh...can't do it. i tried to be all neo-con there. it's not going to work out....this mangrove will return to being a regularly scheduled asshat.
Quote from: foam rubber schnozziran? you vactioned in the axis of evil??????? Shocked
Yeah, was visiting some relatives and shit. For a supposedly "evil" country, the people are pretty nice and laid-back....and there's a wicked cool mosque in Tehran that has an echo chamber built into it...you stand in the middle on a special stone and any noise you make in that spot reverberates like crazy. Also, there are kabob joints *everywhere.* And even though girls gotta wear coats and scarves, the ladies are still style hounds and so you can get some nice clothing and fabric for super cheap....I got a gray suit jacket for like $10 in Isfahan that looks like something Agent Scully would wear on the X-Files....
RAH! 8)
Quote from: Pope T.Mangrove xviiiran? you vactioned in the axis of evil??????? :shock:
nahh...can't do it. i tried to be all neo-con there. it's not going to work out....this mangrove will return to being a regularly scheduled asshat.
There was a TV program in the UK called "Holidaying in the Axis of Evil". It was about exacly what the title said. I think they did a few other places too, like Syria and stuff also.
hey!
you said "wicked cool"!
are you secretly from northern New England?
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or do you think she meant that it was wicked (evil!), cool(not hot) mosque (centre of non-christian, non-neo-con activity)? (SATIRE)
nahh....still can't do it. sorry guys....i'm just a lame-o liberal with a foam rubber schnozz.
i wish i had relatives that lived somewhere interesting....rather than just down the road, which is really quite dull....<sigh>
Quote from: CommieTurdhey!
you said "wicked cool"!
are you secretly from northern New England?
I dunno if this is northern enough, but it's Medford, Ma...and it's no secret!
:)
alternatively, you can see tony blair and visit the axis of complicity & stupidity.
<gives up politics>....<goes back to cleaning glasses>
I heard Tony Blair's not interested in going halvsies with Bush if he decides Iran is next.
He hasnt got the troops to spare this time. Got to maintain the empire you know, you can never tell when the Argies might invade the Falklands, or what the damnable Fench might take it into their heads to do...
you know what now i know why horab types the way he does
lol
arthritis, drugs, or the utter contempt of all think they can spell better than me but really ca't due to my uncanny ability to spell words like siajdasjsadinasdaisnd and dihjdfnhjenjundfopk, which are some mighty hard to spell words lemme tell ya!
also i'm lazy and sometimes drunk and sometimes in a mad dash hurry to get whatever is in my skull onto the screen before it makes a mess on teh carpet and i have to pay the cleaners again so i can get my damage deposit back when mysteriously the entire house blows up except for my room, and the cable modem, which is in another room.
i thought of another good reason!
because i can type about a million times faster when i'm not caring about what exactly i'm typing, like for isntance now this is taking me a full like 30 seconds to type this crap and whatever man ifi were nto to worry about the spellign so much i could type way faster and now i'm all worried about my spellign and shit.
damn dirty apes!
do you think ol chuck was talkin about the apes who took over the earth or the fuckers who blew it to fuck and back?
we chatted for five minutes once on irc so you have a small taste of my speed, tho lately i'm out of practice and not as a liable to slang out 20 liens in 70 seconds.
yes thats true and i have that p roblem as well...
buit actually the reason i said that comment was this:
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I'm just getting back up to speed now.
fuckin' potheads...
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Does or doesn't pot interfere with your ability to fuck, a la too much alcohol?
ability, no...
as for motivation, well, maybe....
and too much alcohol doesn't seem to interfere with my abilities in that regard at all...if anything, it turns me into the goddamn energizer bunny to the point that I often have to give up before I cause grievous injury and permanent disfigurement to whomever is on the receiving end...
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::sits down, winces::
I'll testify to that....
We call that Beer Dick at my house(http://community.the-underdogs.org/smiley/happy/naughty.gif) And we go til someone gets tired or injured. :mrgreen:
Hahhha Beer Dick. :)
It definitely warped my sense of time, and my critical eye was totally off....I was printing out an assignment and it was full of typos....normally I catch 99% of typos but this time I was missing totally obvious stuff.
On the other hand, it was super easy to go into a deeeeeeep trance like the kind where everything just screeches to a halt and you forget you even have a body...
I gotta move to B.C....
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B.C.?!?
you gotta stop smoking crappy schwag is what you gotta do...
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I didn't say it was crappy. It was definitely interesting thinking "I'm going to click the mouse now" and 5 minutes later(or what felt like 5 minutes) actually getting my hand to cooperate...
What was even weirder was my mom called right after it hit, and I was trying to describe the feeling to her. I was talking like Shatner...you know...long....pauses....between words...
:)
But I'll tell you what, next time I need dental work, I'm going to consider using that instead of the Valium, because it made me just detached as hell, which is what I always wish I could be when I'm at the dentist!
pot makes me fuck liek a fucking animal.
ahem. tho i've onyl tried that once or twice. also makes me horny.
bc bud is ok. it's what i tend to smoke. it's a touch better than alberta bud, but not as good as simcoe county bud. that being said i didn;t think mexican bud(bout 3 or 4 hundred miles down the er 'high'way from brownsville) was bad either. tehn again i have low tolerance to an variety i haven;t smoked before.
gapping out is great. very zen or whatever like the no mind and all. can do that sober tho so...
Quote from: horab fibslagergapping out is great. very zen or whatever like the no mind and all. can do that sober tho so...
How the fuck do you get there. That is one thing I still have trouble with. I can do lots of other things. Many of them on purpose :wink: But clearing out everything is really difficult. I was able to do it while I was reading the Illuminatus Trilogy, and for a short time after, but now the clutter is back. I have to focus on something to make the clutter go away. I am also good at mindfulness, the whole chop wood, carry water thing. 8)
well i dunno i just do it. there are degrees to it as well i spose.
the trick i guess to learning is to work 12 hour midnght shifts at a plastics factory for six month during a year long acid hangover. that seemed to w rk for me.
tho i spose that aint fair either. it's not an easy thing to accomplish, i was at it a good 4 or 5 years(nto acid but the head(zen/whatever) stuff) before i was able to summon the void at will. i forgot that i prefer to call it that now in reference to wot is probaly the best example of it in my limited experience.
i don;t reckon the ability to stare at a wall or anythign else for that matter as beign rather bragable.
reminds me, the wot refernce is also good because it has a good example of how to do it. the exampels are gender specific, tho that may relate more to the plot dynamics rather than whatever.
male: imagine a flame, and feed all of your emotion, anger, doubt, fury happiness , all of you thoughts, uncertainties, doubts, everything into the flame until there is only the void and everything is otuside the void.
the female descpription has mroe to do with the 'magic' of the story, and involves imaging one'sself as a flower bud, becomign the flower bud etc.
Quote from: eldora_avalonHow the fuck do you get there.
The way I do it is by paying attention to the noise in my head. I imagine it as a great sushi train of thoughts streaming through my conscious mind -- I take a plate here and there and dwell on them a bit but try to pay a moments attention to each and every thought as it passes by. Then, when I get a bit more relaxed, I try to focus on when each of these thoughts ends. Then notice that there is a gap (however small) before the next thought arrives. Then I just extend those gaps and insert myself into them. My last conscious thought is often the matra, "dwell in the space between thoughts". About this point I get a perceptual phase shift which I experience in a not dissimilar way to changing my visual depth of field when I have my eyes open. It took a while for me to get the get the hang of it, especially letting go of the need to be conscious of, and rationalise, the experience. Your mileage may differ.
See, I had the opposite effect. I get very talkative and giggly and everything seems freaking hilarious to me. My eyes focus on weird areas of people's faces and I can't look away. I do lose all motor function, though. Took me 5 minutes to get up and walk across the room and I was incredibly proud of myself for being able to push a button on the microwave.
I'll admit I did the touchdown dance afterward, even though I pushed the wrong button and burned my food. :mrgreen:
But the intensity of focus on something that isn't funny but seems hysterical to me... that's why I never do it. I hate that feeling. I don't know how people drive or even walk like that, I could barely sit up.
I'll leave zoning out for when I'm sober. Much easier.
Sobriety is an acute illusion brought about by the lack of alcohol.
QuoteI get very talkative and giggly and everything seems freaking hilarious to me. My eyes focus on weird areas of people's faces and I can't look away. I do lose all motor function, though. Took me 5 minutes to get up and walk across the room and I was incredibly proud of myself for being able to push a button on the microwave.
:lol: :lol: :lol:
yeah I remember being told a joke, a mild chuckler at best, and i could not stop laughing for a couple of minutes...
oops...I seem to have wandered into a 9th grade study hall...
LIKE, OHMYGOD! WE SMOKED SOME POT AND DRANK SOME WINE COOLERS AND THEN HE TRIED TO MAKE OUT WITH ME! OHMYGOD!!!
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Hey, this is the girl's room, buddy, who invited you? Nobody's asking you to make out with anyone.
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I can do lots of meditations. A lot of number related ones, breath counting, stuff like that. It was like my mind got immune to that, one part of my mind would be counting and another part would be off in Lala Land, but not in meditation Lala Land. So I would concentrate on different aspects of numbers, to make it more of a challenge, so I would be able to concentrate. Like, not just counting the numbers, but also noticing whether or not they were primes. Then the ones that aren't primes, factor them. Or finding the fives, that's fun. You can do that with almost any number, if you try hard enough. I also like the lotus one, where you pick a word for the center of the lotus, then do the first word that comes to your mind game. And each of those is supposed to be a petal on the lotus. I can quiet my mind pretty well, but it is never completely clear. Except like I said before, while I was Reading the Trilogy and right after. Nothingness. Kind of spooky and I don't really have an explanation. My mind wasn't especially tired, confused maybe, but not tired. It may have been the cognitive dissonance, the constant, this is really a that, no it isn't, yes it is, game that Wilson plays.
I also try to do the Zen thing, mindfulness, where you are really there for it, whatever you are doing. No matter how trivial or mundane, exciting or thrilling, be right there in it. I think that is part of the reason I have an easier time getting to orgasm than most women.
Then there are a lot of meditations that are more of a distraction than anything. "Pretend you are at the bottom of a pond, bubbles floating up, your troubles are in the bubbles..." My mind will not let go of the fact that if I was at the bottom of a pond I would be drowning. And logs going down the river with your thoughts on the logs. I can hear the water which makes me have to go pee. Yeah, I know, just call me the pain in the ass meditator.
And Horab, thanks, but I am not a flower and pretending to be one may not be my cup of tea. And flames kind of freak me out in meditation. Didn't before my apartment burned, but that is another story. And thanks to Guido as well. I'll have to see if I can find some gaps to merge my consciousness into. Hmmmm...Apparently everyone else is..doesn't...oh, nevermind.
Quote from: agent compassionHey, this is the girl's room, buddy, who invited you? Nobody's asking you to make out with anyone.
actually, this is MY room...you are all here at my behest...now leave me alone and continue with your drug-soaked lesbian make-out session....
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Wanker!
Quote from: GOATQuote from: agent compassionHey, this is the girl's room, buddy, who invited you? Nobody's asking you to make out with anyone.
actually, this is MY room...you are all here at my behest...now leave me alone and continue with your drug-soaked lesbian make-out session....
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Yeah, you started, then a bunch of people said goodbye, even though you said weren't leaving right away, if ever, then there was some talk of pot smoking, other drugs in general, meditation. This sentence above by you was the first reference to lesbians. :?
Quote from: eldora_avalonI can quiet my mind pretty well, but it is never completely clear. Except like I said before, while I was Reading the Trilogy and right after. Nothingness. Kind of spooky and I don't really have an explanation. My mind wasn't especially tired, confused maybe, but not tired. It may have been the cognitive dissonance, the constant, this is really a that, no it isn't, yes it is, game that Wilson plays.
I have to be good at thinking about nothing, because most of the time I can't sleep when my brain is running and jumping from thought to thought. So I am kinda good at it, but every once in a while a random thought intrudes-5 of spades, now where did spades come from and what about the weird fortune cookies they have here and
I always found moving meditations easier. Perhaps that is just due to martial arts. I find it very easy to meditate whilst performing a pattern from traditional Tae Kwon Do, or some of the one person Ju-jitsu ones.
Quote from: Sinner Bob the MediocreQuote from: eldora_avalonI can quiet my mind pretty well, but it is never completely clear. Except like I said before, while I was Reading the Trilogy and right after. Nothingness. Kind of spooky and I don't really have an explanation. My mind wasn't especially tired, confused maybe, but not tired. It may have been the cognitive dissonance, the constant, this is really a that, no it isn't, yes it is, game that Wilson plays.
I have to be good at thinking about nothing, because most of the time I can't sleep when my brain is running and jumping from thought to thought. So I am kinda good at it, but every once in a while a random thought intrudes-5 of spades, now where did spades come from and what about the weird fortune cookies they have here and
Thinking about weird shit that amounts to nothing is not the same as actually thinking about nothing. Complete empty no-thing-ness. The first time you get there it is like
Here I am...wasn't I
It is just that fast. As soon as the realisation hits that you have completely emptied your mind, that realisation breaks the'spell' and becomes the thought that is there so there is no longer nothing there. Understand why it is hard to get this from a book? Or even by talking to someone? :? :shock: :x :roll:
Quote from: ScribeI always found moving meditations easier. Perhaps that is just due to martial arts. I find it very easy to meditate whilst performing a pattern from traditional Tae Kwon Do, or some of the one person Ju-jitsu ones.
I work the same way
I need to move to figure out things anad think
hence why i go dancing a lot
the music moves me and my brian can just set me on neutral and it can just wander
I have done some of my best figuring and majoc work while on the dance floor
Quote from: eldora_avalonThinking about weird shit that amounts to nothing is not the same as actually thinking about nothing. Complete empty no-thing-ness. The first time you get there it is like
Here I am...wasn't I
It is just that fast. As soon as the realisation hits that you have completely emptied your mind, that realisation breaks the'spell' and becomes the thought that is there so there is no longer nothing there. Understand why it is hard to get this from a book? Or even by talking to someone? :? :shock: :x :roll:
I do understand, cause I was trying to say how hard it is to get that blank mind by putting in the random crap. And I know what you're saying, with the fragments of thought occasionally. But I really do need to empty my mind to sleep. Otherwise I'll just be lying awake thinking random shit.
Quote from: GOATQuote from: agent compassionHey, this is the girl's room, buddy, who invited you? Nobody's asking you to make out with anyone.
actually, this is MY room...you are all here at my behest...now leave me alone and continue with your drug-soaked lesbian make-out session....
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Doth thou dare insult us who bring such wonderful conversation about such vital subjects as smoking the smoketh and it's effect on the female motor system?
Why, I think thou doth.
<gloveslap>
I demand satisfaction, sir!
Quote from: Sinner Bob the MediocreQuote from: eldora_avalonThinking about weird shit that amounts to nothing is not the same as actually thinking about nothing. Complete empty no-thing-ness. The first time you get there it is like
Here I am...wasn't I
It is just that fast. As soon as the realisation hits that you have completely emptied your mind, that realisation breaks the'spell' and becomes the thought that is there so there is no longer nothing there. Understand why it is hard to get this from a book? Or even by talking to someone? :? :shock: :x :roll:
I do understand, cause I was trying to say how hard it is to get that blank mind by putting in the random crap. And I know what you're saying, with the fragments of thought occasionally. But I really do need to empty my mind to sleep. Otherwise I'll just be lying awake thinking random shit.
Ok, I get where you're coming from. That's what I do. Some people meditate in the morning. I have no idea how that works for them, but it does. There is no for me to quiet my mind enough to sleep without meditating first. Sometimes, if I am really exhausted I can drop right off, but very often. I never have trouble going to sleep when I need a nap, though. Weird.
Quote from: HoshikoQuote from: GOATQuote from: agent compassionHey, this is the girl's room, buddy, who invited you? Nobody's asking you to make out with anyone.
actually, this is MY room...you are all here at my behest...now leave me alone and continue with your drug-soaked lesbian make-out session....
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Doth thou dare insult us who bring such wonderful conversation about such vital subjects as smoking the smoketh and it's effect on the female motor system?
Why, I think thou doth.
<gloveslap>
I demand satisfaction, sir!
OK, but it's gonna really tax my lesbian ninja abilities this early in the morning....
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Quote from: MalaulQuote from: ScribeI always found moving meditations easier. Perhaps that is just due to martial arts. I find it very easy to meditate whilst performing a pattern from traditional Tae Kwon Do, or some of the one person Ju-jitsu ones.
I work the same way
I need to move to figure out things anad think
hence why i go dancing a lot
the music moves me and my brian can just set me on neutral and it can just wander
I have done some of my best figuring and majoc work while on the dance floor
Hmm, dancing has never had that effect on me. I think it has something t do with the patterns being a sythesis of natural and conscious effort. I know instinctively each move, its hardwired into the nerves, yet I have to concentrate on getting it perfect (or close as I can). Somehow that allows me to think intuitiely about things, and relax more also. And scare the shit out of people on my floor when I
kiai at the end :twisted:
dancing is for repressed comotose cathartic criples who dont know thems brains froms tthems feets or viceversi - but als well and good on the casba
oh, look!
this must be another canadian!
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you're jsut jealous of my manly canuckistani ass hair turdburglar. lol.
Quote from: horab the impaleryou're jsut jealous of my manly canuckistani ass hair turdburglar. lol.
How do you say too much information in 1337? :roll:
Quote from: eldora_avalonQuote from: horab the impaleryou're jsut jealous of my manly canuckistani ass hair turdburglar. lol.
How do you say too much information in 1337? :roll:
STFU, n00b.
Quote from: ainiQuote from: eldora_avalonQuote from: horab the impaleryou're jsut jealous of my manly canuckistani ass hair turdburglar. lol.
How do you say too much information in 1337? :roll:
STFU, n00b.
I'm sorry Horab apparently 7|-|3 |=4!12!3 \/\/4|\|75 70 |-|3412 480|_|7 455 |-|4!12 hehehehehe
I can only say : f\_/xx0r
Quote from: eldora_avalonQuote from: ainiQuote from: eldora_avalonQuote from: horab the impaleryou're jsut jealous of my manly canuckistani ass hair turdburglar. lol.
How do you say too much information in 1337? :roll:
STFU, n00b.
I'm sorry Horab apparently 7|-|3 |=4!12!3 \/\/4|\|75 70 |-|3412 480|_|7 455 |-|4!12 hehehehehe
and who wouldn't?
my ass hair brings all teh girls to teh yard...
Bumpitty Bump Bump :twisted:
Quote from: DonkeyotayBumpitty Bump Bump :twisted:
And now Donk wants to hear about your ass hair, but you aren't here to talk about it :roll: