I don't care what colour you are. I don't care where you're from. I don't care what you do for a living. I don't care what class you are, how you dress, what you smoke or drink or who you know or whom you've fucked.

I hate you all. I hate every last living, breathing, snot and feces producing, promiscuously copulating, celebrity obsessed, opinionated one of you. From right here in Toronto right around the planet and back, coast to coast, nationwide and internationally. Every. Single. Last. One. Of. You.

Fuck love. Fuck your insipid grasping at some abstract concept of chemical imbalances and reasonless actions, fumbling around in the crowd trying to find some cinematic supposition for real human interaction. Fuck lust, too. Fuck you all, from the lowlife dirtbags that think dropping trou and waving the little soldier in a sloppy arc is a pick-up line to the sniveling of the desperate 'nice guys' who never get the girl due to a total lack of testosterone grown stones. Fuck you all, from the crazy, under dressed sluts that judge a persons character by the price of their shirt, right down to the fat, flabby chicks that think personality is enough.

Fuck you drivers, for thinking that a yellow light is a sign that says 'step on the gas'. Fuck you wheelmen and women that think it's okay to sit in a left hand turn in the middle of morning traffic, even though there is a protected left in the intersections before and after where you need to make your turn. Fuck you too cyclists - you're not exempt from the traffic laws just because your peddling, you miserable spandex covered neon reflective fucks. Fuck you too, pedestrians. Use the fucking crosswalk if you don't want to get hit, and use it before the little countdown clock says '3'. You don't have enough goddamn time to lope across four lanes of traffic.

Fuck you chick on your cellphone. Fuck you attitude packed minimum-wager that makes my coffee. Fuck you cops that spend all their time handing out speeding tickets. Fuck you douche bag doing ten over the limit in the passing lane on the highway. Fuck you lady using exact change at the counter at the grocery store. Fuck you kids having a conversation in the doorway. And fuck you also for not getting the fuck out of your designated handicapped seat when a pregnant or elderly person gets on the fucking bus.

Fuck taxes. Fuck welfare. Fuck the whole selfish, over politicized and party driven government system. I'm sick and fucking tired of policies and new laws with seven hundred bylaws that nobody but you and your cabinet reads. Fuck you councilors and your stupid 'district improvement' plans. Fuck you unions, for asking for so much and giving nothing more that what you already give. Fuck the whole process that allows people who are supposed to be working for us work for interests that only benefit the next campaign. Fuck your short-sightedness, your rush to the bandwagons, and your incessant arguing over fuck all. Fuck the parties, fuck the conventions, and fuck your campaigns. Do some real fucking work for a change.

Fuck you bottles of water. You're water. You're not worth two fucking dollars.
Fuck you trendsetters, fuck you fashionistas. Fuck your little dogs and and your idiotic outfits. Fuck your high heels in the snow. Fuck your five dollar coffees and your fifteen dollar veggie burgers. Fuck your health kick, your diet or your fucking new interest in kickboxing or sushi.

Fuck your culture. Fuck your race. Fuck your sense of entitlement. Fuck your sense of uniqueness. Fuck you all for the belief that you have something unique and interesting to contribute. Fuck you for filling the internet with your useless garbage. Fuck your blogs, your wikis, your forums. Fuck your name calling. And most of all, fuck whatever you believe. It's all wrong. Fuck it.

Fuck your complaints. Fuck your addictions. Fuck your dependencies. Fuck your pain. Fuck your tears. Fuck selling whatever it is you sell. Fuck your manipulation of others. Fuck movies. Fuck fucking. Fuck everything you own. Fuck your allergies. Fuck your stupid commons sense. Fuck your spelling and fuck your lack of education, or your ignorance, whatever is applicable.

I don't give a fuck. Shut the fuck up and just get on with it.

Dance Dance!!!

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#include

int main()
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Empty your memory,
with a free()…
like a pointer!

If you cast a pointer to a integer,
it becomes the integer,
if you cast a pointer to a struct,
it becomes the struct…
The pointer can crash…,
and can Overflow…
Be a pointer my friend

Anonymous 12/10/11(Sat)11:50:24 No.683360

Defining sexual moments guys? Or interesting sex stories general.>Be 14, have older sister, new 19 yo boyfriend.>Be small, andro guy, puberty was not kind>Sister goes to camphouse with friends forced to go since I don't go out much>Bags get left behind (angry as) so I had to borrow sisters shorts/shirts>BF gets dropped off few days in>Refers to me as cute younger sister>hfw sister/friends don't correct him till much later and have already coaxed him into talking about me>his erection when I'm forced to sit on his lap on the way back home as space is tight as fuck>be late at night still driving, erryone sleeping 'cept driver w headphones so peeps can sleep>Sitting on BF lap in back seat, I move around a bit and he gets hard again>Makes me hard (omgwtfwhy...)>Kind of turns me around and starts kissing me>First kiss>Be making out>Him rubbing my penis through my sisters shorts>Goes under shorts fully pumping my penis>Whimper as I blow my load almost instantly>Makes me lick his hand clean>Naked sex w him few days later>my parents face when they we're hoping he would teach me how to be more manly but he secretly buys me women's clothing to wear

You play as Otakon.... in high school.
You must awkward your way through high school, sneak out of school dances, hide in the library when that girl that gives you boners walks by, and infiltrate your basement every night.
Kojima presents....
Metal Gear Beta: Revengence is NEET

You're great, I love your art is so strong that em like ... Wou, just feel an earthquake in my town, my lamp was moving and almost fell off my TV, moved and moved like a disco dancer, hea, hea, are evacuating the building, we are in touch, bye

15:17 XXX: In order to become a uncle, he needs to have his sister give birth to a nephew/niece.
15:18 XXX : In order for him to become a grandfather, he must be fucking someone who is his child.
15:18 XXX: I think what happened here, is he fucked his mother to create a daughter/sister, and is now fucking her to become the uncle and grandfather. The only problem here is he is already a father if this was the case.
15:19 YYY: I don't even
15:20 ZZZ: i've seen some shit
15:20 ZZZ: and my brain hurts

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Opzoute!
Vi!
¡Está bien!
Los talones!

Clave, clave, boing, boing, cortar y aserrar
Aserrar y cortar, presto, d'r
Mi huissie un toppie, sin pelo en mi corte de pelo
Cortar y aserrar, lo que es un sonido

Clave, clave, boing, boing, cortar y aserrar
Aserrar y cortar, hop, en 't pelota
Mira lo que está pasando rápido, elegante como una anguila de pie
El melón gato loco, aquí en la sala

Clave, clave, boing, boing, cortar y aserrar
Aserrar y cortar, hacer que la base de que?
Cuco me siento el dolor, klappie
Eso es bueno y cruel, hombre, ¿has estado allí?

Hey, hombre, hoes't?

Hola, me puede decir woar la entrada?

Sí, d'r está fuera de un autobús urbano, línea 4, donde debemos sentarnos
Esto te llevará a la entrada, panqueque

Oye, ¿cuánto tiempo que el hombre rave,?
Veinte horas?
Ción tan pronto?

Hey man, tengo que volver a casa con la luz
De lo contrario, no reconozco a mi madre en la oscuridad

Trapeador

Clave, clave, boing, boing
Clave, clave, boing, boing
Clave, clave, boing, boing
Clave, clave, boing, boing

Clave, clave, boing, boing, cortar y aserrar
Aserrar y cortar, presto d'r
Mi huissie un toppie, sin pelo en mi corte de pelo
cortar y vio lo que un sonido

Clave, clave, boing, boing, cortar y aserrar
Aserrar y cortar, hop, en 't pelota
Mira lo que está pasando rápido, elegante como una anguila de pie
El melón gato loco, aquí en la sala

Mierda, que volvió de nuevo los grifos
Maldita sea, puedo hacer una copia de la bebida zanja
Estoy loco hiero Palabra

Hey, me alejan de nivelación a la luz, puedo ver si, si mi corazón sigue latiendo

Clave, clave, boing, boing, cortar y aserrar
Aserrar y cortar, hacer que la base de que?
Cuco me siento el dolor, klappie
Eso es buen hombre y cruel, ¿has estado allí?

Clave, clave, boing, boing
Clave, clave, boing, boing
Clave, clave, boing, boing
Clave, clave, boing, boing (¿Qué quiere decir unir, unir?)

Clave, clave, boing, boing (¿Y ahora boing, boing?)
Clave, clave, boing, boing (I Go Hard, el hombre)
Clave, clave, boing, boing (Wow, qué fiesta cool)
Clave, clave, boing, boing
Vi!

TU TRANSFORMACION A AMARICONAO ESTA COMPLETA!!

EB: and now there's a meteor coming, and i'm not even joking about that!!!
EB: it's like a big asteroid or comet or something.
EB: in the sky.
EB: heading right for my house!!!!!!!!
TG: oh man
TG: how big is it
EB: i dunno.
EB: big, i guess.
EB: i gotta go!
EB: we'll talk later if i am still alive and the earth isn't blown up.
TG: like the size of texas
TG: or just rhode island
TG: theyre always throwing around these geographical comparisons to give us a sense of scale like it really means anything to us
TG: but its like it doesnt matter its always just like: WOW THATS PRETTY FUCKING BIG
TG: like mr president theres a meteor coming sir. oh yeah, how big is it? its the size of texas sir
TG: OH SHIT
TG: or, how big is it? its the size of new york city sir
TG: OH SHIT
TG: sir im afraid the comet is the size of your moms dick
TG: OH SNAP
TG: sir are you familiar with jupiter
TG: you mean like the planet?
TG: yeah
TG: well its that big sir
TG: hmm that sounds pretty big
TG: i have a question
TG: is it jupiter?
TG: yes sir, earth is literally under seige by planet fucking jupiter
TG: OH SHIT
TG: anyway later

not kicking oliver twist in the fucking face every day is my gift to the world i guess

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we germans want justice thats all. the u-boats i ww2 was one of the justice and shows german perfectly engineering!

G-G-G-GO FOR THE MOON

NO MATTA WHAT THEY TAKE AWAY FROM ME THEY CAN'T TAKE AWAY MY VIRGINITY

Seducción Cibernética
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Seducción Cibernética
Miércoles 15 de Febrero, después de Expediente “S”…
Un adolescente desarrolla una adicción al porno por internet, tan intenso que comienza a destruir su vida y dividir a su familia.

DIOS TODO PODEROSO EN TI CONFIO Y SOLO EN TI TENGO FE, NADA MALO NOS PUEDE PASAR A LOS QUE EN TI CREEMOS, PROTEJENOS DE TODO MAL Y DE TODA PERSONA Q KIERA HACERNOS DAÑO. NO LEAS ESTO SI LO AS LEIDO Y PEGA ESTO EN 5 VIDEOS MAS SI NO LO HACES TU MADRE MORIRA EN 3 DIAS POR FAVOR HACERME CASO ES UNA maldicion

In Consenza, Italy, stag party friends were curious when a stripper failed to jump out of a huge cake. Assuming she was no longer in there, they received a nasty surprise when they found her dead inside it. Gina Lalapola, 23, had suffocated after waiting for an hour inside the sealed cake

>>731
A man from Silver Spring, Maryland became infected with rabies in 1996 after he admitted having sex with a diseased racoon. He was charged with animal cruelty

oh sorry i'm busy

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Attraction to men who are intelligent and humorous

Reconozco que soy una persona que tiene la fibra sensible para ciertos temas y eso me hace que no pase por alto ciertas cosas. Por ejemplo, la canción Camino Moría del Reno Renardo seria mi favorita de todas las del grupo si no fuera porque la ultima estrofa de la canción dice que los garbanzos de Elrond le han sentado superbien y que va a gasear a pedos a los orcos de Sauron como Sadam Hussein a los Kurdos. Cualquier otra cosa menos eso podían haber puesto, que todavía recuerdo bien las imágenes de las victimas del gas mostaza que dieron en TVE1 cuando era yo pequeño…Detalles así me estropean mucho las cosas. No puedo evitarlo.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=mPCGm3HUBbs#!

>>740
Yo soy INTP.
Apuesto que todo B.a.I. es INTP
INTP FTW
(detalle gracioso, el link termina en .asp)

>>741
Yo soy ESFJ.

>>741
hijo de puta te odio soy INTP¬¬
test de mierda

>>744
INT es por internet
P es por prowler

>>741
Pero yo soy INTJ

>>746
Internet junior

>>749>"This cartoon... gives a wrong idea of women to impressionable children: women are all evil inside... This means I am a witch inside, Charlotte Bell is a witch inside, and Gretel of the cartoon is a witch inside."
Not a witch, but a bitch.

#Paradigms of Human Memory #dean pelton #jeff winger #season 2

I am a culinary student and I like astrology.

Is a man not entitled the VIP quality of his post?
"No!" says the man on 2ch, "it belongs to the Japanese!"
"No!" says the man on DQN, "it belongs to me!"
"No!" says the man on 4chan, "it belongs to everyone!"
I rejected those answers; instead, I chose something different. I chose the impossible. I chose... SAoVQ.

I don't really care about all the IRC/tripfag/whatever drama, I just like talking about my hobbies. People worry too much about this stuff.

No More Heros more like No More Heteros

This lovely scene is recreated in the new Tim and Eric movie.

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http://www.nakedcritic.com/phpBB3/viewtopic.p
hp?f=14&t=3663

>>762
Bien feo ese salto de línea.

I wanna tell you another true story.

My brother and I are really close, for siblings who are six years apart. He was my idol. I was always tagging after him, wanting to do what he did, because I thought what he did was really cool. And it was! When he got into pokemon, he taught me how to play, and I fell in love with it. When he got into Yu-Gi-Oh, I did too. Then came the PS2, which was a marvelous invention that let me immerse myself in Final Fantasy and the glory that is Kingdom Hearts. @-@ We still quibbled over whose turn it was to play Pokemon Silver on the old Gameboy Color, but the PS2 hypnotized us.

Then my brother got into online multiplayer gaming, and they were violent games that my parents didn't want me playing because I was "too young". So I had to stand back and watch him play without me. I got into Toontown instead, which was fun, but I could no longer relate to his games. But sometimes, if I was lucky, he'd let me have a go.

First time I got on, I crashed a plane. I was frantically typing, "How do you fly this thing???" and the other players were screaming, "SPACEBAR! SPACEBAR!" I crashed into one of our team's tanks and blew the whole thing up. Funtimes. That's when I apologetically explained that I was using my brother's account to have a few turns, to see if it was worth me buying a copy and installing it (after disabling my father's monitoring software, obviously) and they went NUTS.

"Who are you?" "What the fuck are you doing here?" "What the hell is wrong with you?"

My explanation: "I'm (insert username here)'s little sister, I'm just giving the game a try. I haven't done this before, so give me a minute to figure this out."

If I thought they went nuts then, they went absolutely berserk at this. I was twelve, mind, and I hadn't even come close to facing this kind of behavior on the sites I frequented, such as Neopets and Toontown. Not even one-fucking-bit close. I got everything from, "Girls shouldn't be playing" to "haha suck my dick" to "I'm going to find you and rape you if you don't gtfo." I'm not kidding.

I didn't go on there and brag about being a girl who liked games. I identified who I was and apologized for the inconvenience I was causing (which lasted roughly ten minutes, and then I started kicking ass). And I got verbally ATTACKED for that.

And y'know? That's sort of been the standard expectation for almost any similar multiplayer games I've ever been on. The number of girls who are attacked and harassed and sent rape and death threats and creepy stalker come-ons and promises of sexual violence and the like-- the majority of them are attacked for no other reason than the other gamers were able to identify them as female. Not because they went on and said, "Hello boys, if you haven't noticed, I'm a girl! That's right, a gamer girl!" It's because they even went on, period.

Your comic points to the scant minority who go on looking to be worshipped because they think it's easy attention, but I just want to say that if you want a true story, look at mine. It's reflective of thousands of other girls who play games or have been driven away from playing, where your comic is reflective of a rarity rather than a commonality. =/

What kind of arrogant fuck names his software after himself? Shiichan? More like Shitchan.

So I just found out MTV Latin America bought a new animated comedy series. Sounds sweet, right?

Which show is it?

Archer? Superjail? Dan Vs?

NOPE.

Crash Canyon.

www.horaoficial.cl

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/jp/ im so fucking angry right now

it happened. not proud. but it happened.

mom was moaning aobut cutting the lawn FOR SO LONG. so yesterday i thought, well ok i'll do it to shut you up. so i found the lawnmower and did a pretty good job for my first time (actually its quite easy, just like vacuuming on grass lol)

came back in home, ate some spaghetti and chilled after a hard day cutting some fucking grass

anyway, this morning she comes back from her faggy ass business trip and flips out
OMFG I TOLD YOU TO CUT THE LAWN!1!1!
and i'm like
I did cut the lawn, look outside.
just acting all calm and rational because i'm a man

and she looked outside at my work
then she's like
I MEANT THE FRONT GARDEN NOT THE BACK
Now to me this just sounded like some bullshit created to pick a fight. I mean whatever even if its true i still did SOMETHING so give me some credit maybe? but no. constant strife as always.

i bubbled with anger, threw my spaghetti against the wall and came out with it
i stared at her with my face going red and said it
I DIDN'T FUCKING ASK TO BE BORN OKAY AND I DIDN'T ASK YOU TO BE MY MOTHER. ALL I WANT IN LIFE IS FOR RAN-SAMA TO BE MY MOMMY BUT I GOT STUCK WITH YOU. WILL YOU EVER CUDDLE ME THROUGH THE NIGHT AND LET ME BURY MY HEAD INTO YOUR BEAUTIFUL TAILS?

she just stood there in silence and i cried and came back to my room where i am now
im still mad as fuck /jp/ now things are really awkward though i don't know how to say sorry since i guess i overreacted a little

fucking wasted so much spaghetti

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4 minute video in which the camerman talks to a woman in a room different than the “interview room”. This room looks like one you’d find in a normal person’s house. Exactly where they are is never specified, as Dianna only talks about her violin playing. She obviously plays her violin, but she keeps getting distracted by something.
I didn’t notice this until someone on the image board thread pointed it out, but if you look at a mirror in the background, you can see a fat man in a chicken mask masturbating.

En declaraciones al programa “Tolerancia Cero” de Chilevisión, Piñera dijo que “Waters quedó en shock por dos razones: porque en Chile el sistema educacional tiene escuelas privadas particulares, escuelas municipales y escuelas privadas subvencionadas y también porque le dije que había más víctimas de la violencia, lesionados, entre los carabineros que entre los civiles, lo que es verdad”.

“Así que si el señor Roger Waters, a quien le tengo una tremenda estima como cantante, ya que en mis tiempos de juventud yo era un gran fanático de Pink Floyd, le shockea la verdad, ¿qué puedo hacer yo?”, agregó.

>>780
>también porque le dije que había más víctimas de la violencia, lesionados, entre los carabineros que entre los civiles, lo que es verdad
pero eso no puede ser verdad, es ridiculo...
yo he hecho practicas en el hospital y no veo muchos pacos

>>782
Notable wwww

>>781
Me imagino que se refiere a los pacos que se rasmillaron, se rompieron una uña o se intoxicaron porque los muy sacoweas activaron una granada lacrimógena dentro de una micro o tiraron un zorrillazo con el viento en contra...
Cabros chicos muertos en la araucanía y gauchos que pierden un ojo son cosas menores para el Estado. También los viejos y los escolares que meten a las micros para amedrentar o para desquitarse porque están muy gordos para atrapar un flaite tirando piedras...

>>782
¿280 lucas al mes?
Es màs que el sueldo mínimo, www

>>786
Los envidio.

I'm reaching dangerous levels of vinegary moist mixed with rat poison.
My cock is practically a chemical weapon.

Unfortunately, like most pioneers whose work challenges the prevailing paradigm, Sheldrake was the victim of concerted effort to marginalize and undermine his work, led by John Maddox, a senior editor at Nature magazine.
Years later, he became a victim in a more literal sense when he was stabbed by a Japanese man named Kazuki Hirano, who believed that Sheldrake was using mind control techniques on him.

respeto tu opinion, pero no la comparto. Y por cierto, no soy marxista-leninista, soy trotskista, pero no te preocupes, es un error normal. Yo lo que creo es que el anarquismo y el comunismo buscan la misma meta, pero de distinto modo. Gracias por expresar tu opinion, sinceramente

>>790
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Of the other rock celebrities appearing in the film, Ringo Starr, drummer of The Beatles, appears as the Pope.

Catgirls are cute until they start talking, once they say some form of "nya" I just want to punch them in the face.

Also, whats up with that one fang? Its only on one side of the mouth. Its fucking stupid.

>>795
Jajaja, esa wea de "Kony 2012" me parecía estúpida y peligrosa para los mismos ugandeses. No me sorprende que una propuesta tan imperialista e insensata viniese de un tipo con desequilibrios mentales.

What's the price for flying?

The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air

the town with no name