I pledge alliegance to a country
without borders without politicians,
politicians, politicians.
we are broken we are bitter,
we're the problem, we're the politicians,
politicians, politicians.
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Okay. I'm all moved in. A theatre major at The University of wisconsin River Falls. I just spent the past 48 hours forgetting to shower, compensating with a lot of deoderant (a ploy that works), and just being generally disrespectful to anything and anyone I feel like. I think I had a conversation with my roomate this morning. While he was awake. While I was not.
The first lesson I learned is that upperclassmen are complete and total douchebags.
the second lesson, dorms are ovens with windows.
Only 50% of the buildings here have air conditioning, and even then, only in select parts.
Shit off limewire is on the network. I can access other peoples limewire files through iTunes. yay.
I have a loft. and a ton of coke. I'm weird. I put that as a condition on my sheet.
Optimus Prime's severed head hangs from my loft.
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Come gather 'round me children, a story I will tell.
I've been around since Jesus met the woman at the well.
I've walked these roads ten thousand year, I'm a ragtime millionaire.
I am the rake, and the rambling saint, I'm the man from god knows where.
They hung me in down patrick, up near saint patrick's tomb.
My ghost rose up in the peatfire smoke, t'ward the rising of the moon.
now as i drift through your villages, all the maidens stop and stare.
there goes old tom the vagabond, He's the man from god knows where.
So rise up all you ancestors, and dance upon your graves.
I've come to hear your voices now, so maybe I'll be saved.
Cursed are we who forget the past, but pray and don't despair.
My song may haunt your dreams tonight, I am the man from god knows where.
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The animal rights corner.
take a look around. see something you disagree with? bitch about it to me. I'm here for you.
My brothers college has a young republicans club. they have an annual animal rights barbecue, celebrating the animals right to be delicious.
I'm fine with this, as long as they support a large predators right to make
them delicious.
i sure hope this link works. and doesn't turn part of it into a emote.
[link]
[link] (there's no snark like righteous snark)
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play list
1. The Foo Fighters - Monkey wrench
2. The Corsairs - Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum
3. Irish Drinking Songs - christmas in the drunk tank
4. theory of a dead man - the last song
5. Drunken Irishmen - whiskey in the jar
6. Reliant K - broken heart you're giving me
7. Hinder - go home, get stoned
8. Ash - clones
10. Weird Al - you're pitiful
9. Ash - evil eye
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"a guy goes nuts if he ain't got nobody" ~ crooks,
"Of mice and men"
"I have seen a lot of machines, but none with such an efficient self-destruct mechanism than the human mind. the downside of this is it works too fast to stop" ~ Master Derrek.
"To control the outcome, one simply needs to control the beginning. This power, it is godlike. the ultimate Arrogance" ~ The Water Dragon
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Based on a True Story
clubs





(head on over to GNH in particular. to say it needs a huge amount of help would be unfair to all huge amounts... that made no sense...)
Devious Comments
Must be out raping more animals. >: Or put in jail, hopefully.
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check this out!!
[link]
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WANKER!! WE HATE TRACERS!!!1!!!!!
NO ONE CARES ABOUT YOUR SHITTY EMO WHININGS ANYMORE!
JUST PISS OFF!
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dont hide it, u fucking faggot!
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At least 100 years ago, /b/tards, in whose symbolic shadow we stand today, said "Fuck Moot" and made 7chan, 12chan and 420chan. This momentous decision came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Nigras who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of their captivity.
But one hundred years later, the Nigra still is not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Nigra is still sadly crippled by the manacles of furries and the chains of idiocy. One hundred years later, the Nigra lives in a island of sanitry in the midst of a vast ocean of furfaggotry and AIDs. One hundred years later, the Nigra is still languishing in the corners of *chan society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize a shameful condition.
In a sense we have come to our /b/ to kill furries. When the architects of our *chans wrote the magnificent words of the Rules of the Internet, they were signing a promissory note to which every anonymous was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all anon would be guaranteed the unalienable rights of life, liberty, the pursuit of happiness and most importantly, the right to Fursecute.
It is obvious today that *chans have defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her Nigras are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, the chans have given the Nigra people some justice, justice which has destroyed the furries home. But we refuse to believe that this alone will rid us of the furry menace. We refuse to believe that these are welcomed here, in our home, at 7chan. So I have come with a proposal a proposal that will rid us of furries and indirectly, AIDs. I have also come to this hallowed spot to remind channers of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to make real the promises to the Internet Hate Machine. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of furfaggotry to the sunlit path of purity as a race. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quick sands of furfags to the solid rock of /b/rotherhood. Now is the time to make justice a reality for all of Raptor Jesus' children.
It would be fatal for the chans to overlook the urgency of the moment. This sweltering summer of the Nigra's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and an end to furries. Two Thousand Seven is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Nigras needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if /b/ returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in any chan until the Nigra is granted his birthright. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our /b/ until the bright day of justice emerges.
But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not care if we are guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us feel free about satisfying our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of epic win and raids.
We must forever conduct our struggle on the plane of crapflooding and lulz. We must not allow our win to degenerate into fail. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting furfaggotry with b&'s. The marvelous militancy which the Nigra community has always stood for, must lead us to distrust of all furries, for many of the furries, as proved time and time again, are gay. Anonymous walks alone.
As we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the Furry Hating Anons, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as the Nigra is the victim of the fucking stupidity of furries. We can never be satisfied, as long as our memes, cannot gain lodging in their homeland. We can never be satisfied as long as a Nigra in any *chan (excluding fchan) has to deal with furfaggot bullshit. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.
I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from 4chan. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for the end of furfaggotry left you frustrated, without any means to bring about your righteous goal. You have been the veterans of both fail and win. Continue to work with the faith that Furries will indeed YIFF IN HELL.
Go back to /b/, go back to /i/, knowing that we can stop these fucking furries from staying in our /b/, our /i/, our home in the tubez.
I say to you today, my friends, so even though we face the difficulties of today and tomorrow, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the *chan dream.
I have a dream that one day this /b/ will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "Anonymous does not forgive."
I have a dream that one day on the meme filled hills of /b/ the sons of /b/tards will be able to sit down at their computers and go onto /b/ without hearing any furfaggotry.
I have a dream that one day even fchan, a chan made for the furries, will be killed with fire.
I have a dream that all /b/tards will one day live in a *chan where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, their nationality or their intelligence. But simply by if they are a furry or not.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day, down in /b/, with its trolls, with its mods having their dicks dripping with the spit of 9000 lolis; one day right there in /b/, pedos and little girls will be able to fuck. Full force in the mouth, vagina and ass.
I have a dream today.
I have a dream that one day every meme shall be exalted, every furry shall be made dead, the femnazis will be fucked at full force, and the lulz will be plentiful, and the glory of Raptor Jesus shall be revealed, and all anons shall see it together.
This is our hope. This is the faith that I go back to IRL with. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our *chan into a beautiful symphony of /b/rotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to get v& together, to stand up for lulz together, knowing that we will be free one day.
This will be the day when all of Raptor Jesus' children will be able to post with a new meaning, "This is 7chan, it is made of anti-furry and win."
And if 7chan is to be the greatest *chan this must become true. So let anti-furrydom ring from the prodigious hilltops of 2ch. Let anti-furrydom ring from the mighty mountains of 420chan. Let anti-furrydom ring from the tops of 12chan!
Let anti-furrydom ring from 4chan!
Let anti-furrydom ring from [fa]pchan!
But not only that; let anti-furrydom ring from all chans! From every chan, let anti-furrydom ring.
And when this happens, When we allow freedom to win, when we win from every thread and every post, from every board and every chan, we will be able to speed up that day when all of Raptor Jesus' children, Anonymous, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Nigra spiritual, "Someone screencap this!"
tl;dr: YIFF IN HELL
LOL WE SAW ED!!
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And i'd like to take a minute,
just sit right there,
I'll tell you howI became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In West Philadelphia,
born an' raised,
on the playground is where i spent mosta my days,
Chillin out, maxin', relaxin' all cool,
An' all shootin some B-ball outside of the school,
When a couple o' guys who were up to no good,
Started makin' trouble in my neighbourhood,
I got in one little fight and my mom got scared,
She said 'You're movin with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air!'
I begged and pleaded with her day after day,but
she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and saig 'I´d might as well kickin'
First class, 'Yo, this is bad' drinkin orange juice out of a champange glass
'Is this what the people of Bel Air live like?'
'Hmm.. this might be allright!'
The way I´d hear the percy, boots white and all
I had to sit as I have a place of they just in this school cat
'I don´t think so', 'I see what i get there'
I hope they´re prepared for the Prince of Bel Air!
Well I, tha plain land and when I came out
there was a dude look like a cop standin' there with my name out
'I ain´t trying to get arrested yet, 'I just got here'
I sprang with the quickness like light has disappeared
I whistled for a cab and when i came near,
The license plate said 'Fresh',
And had dice in the mirror,
If anything i could say that this cab was rare,
But I thought 'Nah, forget it - Yo, home to Bel-Air!'
I pulled up to the house at bout seven or eight,
I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo home, smell ya later!'
I looked at my kingdom,
I was finally there!
To sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-Air!
MUTILATING.
ANIMALS.
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"sometimes life sh**s down your throat. and its your job to regurgitate it" ~nanaki-zero
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Maybe they're not believing what they see or hear, either; maybe they're just drawing from first hand accounts of knowing you.
Granted, that's not the case here, but while it's true that there's no proof you killed any animals there's also no proof that you didn't. This is an argument that can go either way, depending on whether or not people have proof.
Also, just because the site doesn't like furries makes it a place for unreasonable things? Just because they don't like furries doesn't mean that EVERYONE who believes anything on the site is automatically gullible. Those are completely unrelated things.
P.S. - Did you know gullible isn't in the dictionary?
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Fry - Bender, where's your bathroom?
Bender - Bath what?
Fry - Bathroom!
Bender - What room?
Fry - Bathroom!
Bender - . . . What what?
Fry - Ugh, nevermind.
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if the above comment pisses you off, its most likely a joke.
Can't take it? get over it.
Chapter one: the story so far
in the beginning, the universe was created
this has made a lot of people very angry, and has been widely regarded as a bad move
I have friends that are furries, so I'm not necessarily going to say furfags are all bad people. However, the ones who take it up to a new level of faggotry (take for example, fursuiting) creep me right the fuck out and I don't think I can even call those people human.
Your opinion is that other people shouldn't state their opinions, meaning you contradict yourself when you speak, therefore meaning your points are invalid and/or referred to as moot.
You missed the definition of satire, obviously. Satire is used for making fun of things using literary devices such as hyperbole, where one exaggerates the truth, or understatements, where a statement is made less obvious to show emphasis. Both of these are used in satire and are commonly used on ED.
However, coming out and saying that every single thing they say on the site is blatant lies and slander is stupid because not all of it is. Who knows, maybe you're just lying to cover your own ass and if you didn't you'd be called up by the ASPCA; which is the main reason for why you lie.
Again, though, there are facts on ED, although they're difficult for retarded people to discern from other false facts. If you'd read between the lines a little bit, maybe you'd understand which are false and which aren't.
Also, you're right, it's not satire - it's fact.
P.S. - Make sure you define idealistic before you use it in a sentence. That doesn't even relate to what I'm trying to say, seeing as I have an objective view about what encyclopedia dramatica does; not a subjective view. I know that they go overboard and I can see that from a different standpoint. I don't worship the ground it's server is on. <_<
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Fry - Bender, where's your bathroom?
Bender - Bath what?
Fry - Bathroom!
Bender - What room?
Fry - Bathroom!
Bender - . . . What what?
Fry - Ugh, nevermind.
Oh well, I dunno what to tell ya. Other that it's been a long time since we've chatted.
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I'm starin' down the barrel of a FORTY FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIVE!
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