If you were close to death, what would you choose for your last words? To whom would you want to say them? Submitted By |
Pull up, hop out: all in one motion.
Dancin' on the hood while the car's still rollin'.
Stuntin', shinin', flambostin'.
On one high off that potion.
Windows down. Feet out of it.
Damn that boy high: he out of it.
Thizzin'. Teeth grittin'. And grindin'.
Ice in his mouth: you know he big-timin'.
To: the police
donate or your life is forfeit
edit: and yes, i know it's terrible to address something to "sex assault victim" but would you rather her name be released to the public? there were enough shitsucking bystanders recording it on their phones already. and no, i'm not kidding.
a good watch if you can stand to watch assholes abuse their power for like an hour
it's thin and beautiful thanks to all the purging of unnecessary calories.
if only all those fat people would put in half the effort i did, then i wouldn't have to look at them.
tell a bunch of people to do all sorts of humiliating things for it in order to win it from me, then when i'm bored i burn it all in front of them
RE: star trek tng
"darmok is a good example of the future of human speech except replace mythos with pop culture"
brad and angelina at darfur
Cody: Brittany at the 2008 music awards.
me: Rahm, with fists closed. Palin, her face black, her eyes red.
Goatse, his ass unfurled
Cody: McCain, with his arms wide.
me: Thundercats, remember that shit?
Family Guy, remembers it all.
Twitter, the many voices saying nothing
the houston 500, when the bruises formed (definition: gross)
Cody: Obama and Biden, at the whithouse, when the country fell.
me: Michael, hair ablaze (comical shame)
Cody: brb
me: Obama, on a rudderless ship
Cody: smoke break
me: Springer, his couch thrown
Sent at 12:06 AM on Saturday
Cody: Two girls, and the cup.
me: Janet and Justin, when the cup fell
Cody: GM, their company asunder
me: George, accomplishing the mission.
Cody: El guapo,with his mustace curled.
me: Petreus, in the sand pit.
Saddam, his eyes blinded.
Cody: Starbucks and Eintsiens, at the corner of 32nd and camelback.
me: Ron Paul, alone in shoes.
Giuliani, his podium empty.
Dukakis, piloting a tank.
Cody: abortion victim, without a hanger.
me: Reagan, his anecdote a movie.
Schiavo, her mouth open.
Cody: Harry Potter, with the horse.
me: Tyler and Jack, in the parking lot.
Cody: heath ledger, and the bottle of pills.
me: gotta be a better way to word that one
Heath Ledger, asleep at last.
Sent at 12:23 AM on Saturday
me: Guildmaster, his DKP suspended.
Sent at 12:25 AM on Saturday
Cody: Illidan, still a raidboss.
me: Aeris and Cloud at disc's end
The sex scene, your parents adjacent.
Sent at 12:27 AM on Saturday
Cody: Aunt Jemima and Mrs Buttersworth, their pancakes coated.
me: i don't think that one actually means anything though
like what's it supposed to convey?
Cody: sure it does
me: YOU ARE LOSING HOLD OF THE PREMISE
Cody: No sir
me: major tom, not responding.
The fools, when Gandalf fell.
anyone who talks shit about michael jackson is an asshole and i will crush them all
has a home now
does anybody want a puppy? does anybody know somebody who wants a puppy?
i'm too incompetent to care for a widdle babby puppeh
aww she's sleepin' on mah lap
*scratch scratch*
israel suuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
also they're committing genocide
why do you think even the slightest criticism makes them so pissy and scared even though we constantly funnel shitloads of money into their war machine?
because they know in a just world they might have to paaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay
One day, while walking outside, the young son of this family saves a drowning native. Seeing that he has nowhere to go, the family adopts him as the servant and guardian of their property. This new servant quickly proves his loyalty: when another native threatens the life of the plantation owner's son, the family's new servant immediately kills the offending native, showing no mercy.
Later, the servant meets two other Indian natives: a husband and his wife. The wife has just given birth and is busy taking care of her infant children. This couple wishes to force the British family off of what they consider their rightful land, in order to secure their children's future. They admit that they are willing to use murder in order to achieve this.
The servant remains vigilant, and when the husband sneaks onto the plantation in an attempt to murder the family, the servant surprises him and kills him as well. The following day, the servant lures the wife out of her house, and while she is gone he murders her children, in order to secure the safety of his patrons. However, he quickly learns that the despondent wife has returned to the plantation, and has taken the son hostage. The servant returns to the plantation, with one of her infant children in tow (the last one left alive). When he threatens to kill this child in front of the mother, she gives up the young British boy and tries to escape with her child. Without remorse, the servant gives chase, and kills the mother and her child, before returning to his rightful place with the kind, gracious British family. His praises are sung and he is celebrated as "the valiant and true."
Lessons on colonialism, courtesy of Rikki-Tikki-Tavi."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0qhB...f
http://www.freedomtomarry.org/press_cen
It's like that cycle of violence that bad parents have
"I got treated bad by [dad|my boss|the rich] so I can't wait until I'm [dad|boss|rich] because then it's payback time!"
this is applicable to basically everything in america vis a vis cross-demographic empathy; give people a miserable time on a bike, in a wheelchair, or any customer service job, and most won't give a fuck about anybody else in that situation once they're out of it
now if only it were so easy to find a number of civilian casualties...
i believe it exists
insofar as bigfoot existed
despite being an old dude in a costume
who revealed the joke at the last minute
while star trek is still appropriate to post about, i'll take this opportunity to share some diaries of a holodeck janitor (TNG of course, since TOS is for big blubbering vajayjays)
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