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The Show / Fuck, good show.
« on: February 10, 2012, 02:06:27 AM »
The one where you guys got all angry about bureaucracy and shit, classic.
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General / Fuckin' Double-fisting
« on: February 10, 2012, 01:05:42 AM »
Beers. Don't be a sicko.
It was an accident.
I ACCIDENTALLY THE BEERS.
It was an accident.
I ACCIDENTALLY THE BEERS.
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Serious Business / Fuckin' Meatsnax
« on: February 06, 2012, 01:53:40 AM »
If yes, elaborate.
Meat sticks, cold kielbasa, Slim Jims, hard salami, cold cuts... Hot Wings? Those are acceptable answers.
If no, hurry up and speak your mind, and be on your way.
Meat is awesome.
Meat sticks, cold kielbasa, Slim Jims, hard salami, cold cuts... Hot Wings? Those are acceptable answers.
If no, hurry up and speak your mind, and be on your way.
Meat is awesome.
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General / And the award goes to...
« on: February 05, 2012, 10:40:34 PM »Chelsea Handler, for being everywhere simultaneously, five years after she stopped being hot!
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General / $uperbole XV!I&XP? Superignore
« on: February 05, 2012, 07:39:20 PM »
I'll catch the commercials online. Fuck that crap.
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General / I don't like money
« on: February 03, 2012, 06:05:19 AM »
Fuck money.
People who like money are assholes, FRN's are stupid, worthless pieces of paper. Fuck that shit.
I'm hardcore. I wipe my ass with that garbage. I burn it, piss on it, and wipe my ass with the remains.
My bro's stand around flicking bills into the fire. We're mad hardcore dope bomb big-dicked gold-nigga'z, spilling Hennesey all over that pile of burning shit.
I hired a midget with promises, I'm gonna take care of his shit 'til he dies. Straight up, that fucker is permanently solvent. I feed him Kobe beef, and he takes wicked mad shits all over my big pile of burning cash.
I'll tell ya something, his eyesight is perfect. I saw to that. I had his eyeballs Photorefractive Keratotomy'd, just so he could see what he's shitting on.
I had his heart drilled out. That little prick will live a hundred years, easy.
I had hairs implanted into him so he's never cold. He's like an ape, and I had shock therapy build up his muscles, he's a serious beast. That alone took me two years.
He takes heaps of my cash, throws it into a pile, and after the burn-shit-piss treatment, he makes it radioactive. Twenty-four a day, thats all he does.
Fuck that stupid worthless garbage cash.
What I want from you people is to send me piles of that stupid cash. And I'll get rid of it for ya.
Only a moron statist would keep it. No real Anarchists keep cash, nor would a Libertarian want to hold it, the worthless FRN scheme is a joke.
Let me destroy your cash in effigy. Free yourself. Be a Free Stater, and use my voluntary midget to destroy your FRN's. Stand up, and be an Anarchist.
People who like money are assholes, FRN's are stupid, worthless pieces of paper. Fuck that shit.
I'm hardcore. I wipe my ass with that garbage. I burn it, piss on it, and wipe my ass with the remains.
My bro's stand around flicking bills into the fire. We're mad hardcore dope bomb big-dicked gold-nigga'z, spilling Hennesey all over that pile of burning shit.
I hired a midget with promises, I'm gonna take care of his shit 'til he dies. Straight up, that fucker is permanently solvent. I feed him Kobe beef, and he takes wicked mad shits all over my big pile of burning cash.
I'll tell ya something, his eyesight is perfect. I saw to that. I had his eyeballs Photorefractive Keratotomy'd, just so he could see what he's shitting on.
I had his heart drilled out. That little prick will live a hundred years, easy.
I had hairs implanted into him so he's never cold. He's like an ape, and I had shock therapy build up his muscles, he's a serious beast. That alone took me two years.
He takes heaps of my cash, throws it into a pile, and after the burn-shit-piss treatment, he makes it radioactive. Twenty-four a day, thats all he does.
Fuck that stupid worthless garbage cash.
What I want from you people is to send me piles of that stupid cash. And I'll get rid of it for ya.
Only a moron statist would keep it. No real Anarchists keep cash, nor would a Libertarian want to hold it, the worthless FRN scheme is a joke.
Let me destroy your cash in effigy. Free yourself. Be a Free Stater, and use my voluntary midget to destroy your FRN's. Stand up, and be an Anarchist.
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General / TPB's statement to the world..
« on: February 03, 2012, 01:40:24 AM »Quote from: The Pirate Bay
Year of the storm
2012 is the year of the storm.
The Pirate Bay will reach an age of 9 years. Experiencing raids, espionage and death threats, we're still here. We've been through hell and back and it has made us tougher than ever.
The people running the site has changed during the years. No sane human being would put up with this kind of pressure for 8 years in a row. An insane hobby that takes time from our families, our work (sorry boss) and our studies.
What binds us all together is a strong belief that what we do is good. That it is something we one day can tell our grandchildren about with pride. People from all over the world confirm this. We read testimonials from people in Syria longing for freedom, thanking us for what we provide. We receive more than 100 visits daily from North Korea and we sure know that they need it. If there's something that will bring peace to this world it is the understanding and appreciation of your fellow man. What better way to do that than with this vast library of culture?
With this said, we hear news from our old admins that they have received a verdict in Sweden. Our 3 friends and blood brothers have been sentenced to prison. This might sound worse than it is. Since no one of them no longer lives in Sweden, they won't go to jail. They are as free today as they were yesterday.
But what enrages us to our inner core is that the system, the empire, the governments, are still allowed to try to boss you and us around with one law crazier than the other. Do you think they will stop with SOPA/ACTA/PIPA? They will not. Because you won't stop sharing those files. Because we will not stay down. Because no one can turn back time. Together, we are the iron that hardens with each strike.
In this year of the storm, the winners will build windmills and the losers will raise shelters. So flex your muscles, fellow pirates, and give power to us all! Build more sites! More nets! More protocols! Scream louder than ever and take it to the next level!
Posted 02-01 09:11 by The Pirate Bay
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General / Sick of Facebook hype
« on: February 03, 2012, 01:31:49 AM »
Total exposure news overload.
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General / Who cares about Ground Hog day?
« on: February 01, 2012, 08:26:26 PM »Personally, I prefer ground beef. You can make hamburgers out of it, meatloaf, spaghetti sauce - all good American culinary staples. This is America, damn it. Eat American foods.
And I don't even get why they call it "ground hog" any more, thats an antiquated term, all you can find in the stores is ground pork. Which isn't good for anything.
Most people don't even know the story of "ground hog", and why it's celebrated. When the Amish first landed in Lancaster in 1652, it was a severe winter and all their crops died in the boat voyage. The Ihasa Indian tribe took pity upon them and slaughtered an early spring hog, and at the time they didn't even have grinders.
So the women-folk Ihasa squaws had to chew up the hog flesh and spit it into their ceremonial sausage-making vessel, known as a Bukkit.
The Ihasa Bukket is still celebrated in ceremonial ceremonies, in a ceremonial fashion, during what is known as a "ceremony". The Ihasa Medicine Squaw, keeper of The Bukkit will clutch the Bukkit to her ample bosom, and fend off the white aggressor in a ceremonial dance, only to relinquish it in the end.
The hog sausage is then smoked in long pipes, and the smoke represents the winter snow. If the Medicine Squaw can see through the smoke, they eat the hog sausage and immediately plant corn in a hole chipped into the tundra, known as a corn hole. Sometimes a sausage is put into the corn hole as a token offering to the harvest gods, and sometimes a fish. It depends. Either way, it stinks, and the ceremony abruptly ends when the village idiot eats the sausage or fish blindfolded out of the corn hole.
This ancient ceremony has been bastardized over the years into a barely recognizable charade, most notably by Bill Murphy who has incorporated a gopher into his bestiality fetish, ruining the tradition for generations and profiting from Americanized propaganda at the behest of the Beef Cattlemans lobby, who are notoriously anti-Ihasa and have stolen their lands.
But far be it for me to defy modern American culture, or Bill Murphy, so celebrate with a hamburger on February 3rd. God bless, and never forget our Amish forefathers near-tragic winter, or the generous sacrifice of the Ihasa's.
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General / Reality Show
« on: January 30, 2012, 03:11:36 AM »
Lately, I've been a little enamored with reality shows. I don't like watching them for enjoyment, they're more like a trainwreck of stupid.
I can't get out of my head, when theres two people appearing, there's like five people actually there.
On the Discovery Channel, they have two douchebags surviving in weird situations. One goes barefoot. You know the show. Following those two retards, theres at least two other dudes eating MRE's and popping up a dome tent, ready to be helivac'd out.
So, as the antidote to this, I think I've decided it would be captivating television to do a "show about nothing", and I've decided to call it "Oh, Okay."
Heres the premise: Its a "scripted" reality show about completely normal people. You can insert "Happy Days", or "Two and a Half Men", or the fuckin "Waltons", for all I care.
Normal people living normal lives. And when the drama is supposed to occur, no fucking drama.
Dude mowing the grass, asks his wife to get him a glass of ice water. And she does.
Maybe "The Brother" lives there, and is gone by episode four. And nobody gives a shit.
Maybe the neighbor doesn't especially like them, but doesn't say anything.
You could film it like "The Office", without the stupid interviews.
The camera could just abandon situations and move into other situations, like a hobo tramp. Like a ghost.
There would be no "stars", the show would continually evolve. Maybe come back to revisit people later, or not.
It'd be like a ghost. Moving in and out of peoples lives.
I'd watch that shit.
I can't get out of my head, when theres two people appearing, there's like five people actually there.
On the Discovery Channel, they have two douchebags surviving in weird situations. One goes barefoot. You know the show. Following those two retards, theres at least two other dudes eating MRE's and popping up a dome tent, ready to be helivac'd out.
So, as the antidote to this, I think I've decided it would be captivating television to do a "show about nothing", and I've decided to call it "Oh, Okay."
Heres the premise: Its a "scripted" reality show about completely normal people. You can insert "Happy Days", or "Two and a Half Men", or the fuckin "Waltons", for all I care.
Normal people living normal lives. And when the drama is supposed to occur, no fucking drama.
Dude mowing the grass, asks his wife to get him a glass of ice water. And she does.
Maybe "The Brother" lives there, and is gone by episode four. And nobody gives a shit.
Maybe the neighbor doesn't especially like them, but doesn't say anything.
You could film it like "The Office", without the stupid interviews.
The camera could just abandon situations and move into other situations, like a hobo tramp. Like a ghost.
There would be no "stars", the show would continually evolve. Maybe come back to revisit people later, or not.
It'd be like a ghost. Moving in and out of peoples lives.
I'd watch that shit.
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