embodiedhate

Sherlock Soprano is more like it.

Bravo!

Now THAT was witty.

Sorry Bakala, try again.

Congratulations on making it to the big city. Remember, the neon lights really are bright on Broadway. Watch out for the 5 dollar hookers though. Good luck.

As far as I'm concerned, you're both feather boa wearing qeens.

As far as I'm concerned, you're both feather boa wearing qeens.

Did any of you females ever stop and think about what you do to us? Remember girls, assholes are made, not born. Somewhere, deep in the back of that asshole's head is a crying kid who got hurt. I'm not excusing the behavior, but that's usually the case.

You're in such a state of denial it's impressive. Honestly, how long are you gonna sit there and try to convince us that you don't like getting your face pissed on by a guys dressed up like circus clowns.

I think you misunderstood, when I called you a pig fucking cock swabbing whore, I meant pig in the "Farm" sense. Now get out there like a good cum drinking beast fucking pig boy and get to sodomizing the animals! Oh, and have a good day.

I know, I wouldn't mind fucking the shit out of that.

That's the beauty in it. You can see how people react when they aren't talking directly to you. It's one of the basic things that humans almost CANNOT attain. And it also fuels a certain voyeuristic tendency that we all have inside of us. I take a passage of THE REPUBLIC of Plato for this very effect: I am delighted, he replied, to hear you say so, and shall begin by speaking, as I proposed, of the nature and origin of justice. They say that to do injustice is, by nature, good; to suffer injustice, evil; but that the evil is greater than the good. And so when men have both done and suffered injustice and have had experience of both, not being able to avoid the one and obtain the other, they think that they had better agree among themselves to have neither; hence there arise laws and mutual covenants; and that which is ordained by law is termed by them lawful and just. This they affirm to be the origin and nature of justice; --it is a mean or compromise, between the best of all, which is to do injustice and not be punished, and the worst of all, which is to suffer injustice without the power of retaliation; and justice, being at a middle point between the two, is tolerated not as a good, but as the lesser evil, and honoured by reason of the inability of men to do injustice. For no man who is worthy to be called a man would ever submit to such an agreement if he were able to resist; he would be mad if he did. Such is the received account, Socrates, of the nature and origin of justice. Now that those who practice justice do so involuntarily and because they have not the power to be unjust will best appear if we imagine something of this kind: having given both to the just and the unjust power to do what they will, let us watch and see whither desire will lead them; then we shall discover in the very act the just and unjust man to be proceeding along the same road, following their interest, which all natures deem to be their good, and are only diverted into the path of justice by the force of law. The liberty which we are supposing may be most completely given to them in the form of such a power as is said to have been possessed by Gyges the ancestor of Croesus the Lydian. According to the tradition, Gyges was a shepherd in the service of the king of Lydia; there was a great storm, and an earthquake made an opening in the earth at the place where he was feeding his flock. Amazed at the sight, he descended into the opening, where, among other marvels, he beheld a hollow brazen horse, having doors, at which he stooping and looking in saw a dead body of stature, as appeared to him, more than human, and having nothing on but a gold ring; this he took from the finger of the dead and reascended. Now the shepherds met together, according to custom, that they might send their monthly report about the flocks to the king; into their assembly he came having the ring on his finger, and as he was sitting among them he chanced to turn the collet of the ring inside his hand, when instantly he became invisible to the rest of the company and they began to speak of him as if he were no longer present. He was astonished at this, and again touching the ring he turned the collet outwards and reappeared; he made several trials of the ring, and always with the same result-when he turned the collet inwards he became invisible, when outwards he reappeared. Whereupon he contrived to be chosen one of the messengers who were sent to the court; where as soon as he arrived he seduced the queen, and with her help conspired against the king and slew him, and took the kingdom. ---- The internet, in effect, is my ring of gyges. that passage was quoted from here: The Ring of Gyges, abbreviated

I'm still feeling pretty non-hater today, hows everyone's day progressing so far? Good Lunch? Good conversation? Good work day? Share with the group. Thumbs up!!

No, Irony is when USA walks into his grandmothers house and she actually IS being gangfucked by a bunch of midgets in pirate costumes.

I try.

I think you're going to go home and beat off to the thought of your grandmother getting gangfucked by midgets in pirate costumes.

I just am today, or better yet, the hate isn't overwhelming today. To those who think I'm not real: Make no mistake, I am. When you strip away all the false smiles and happines to the very core, my ugliness is all that remains. I am the real person behind the intellect, and I will forever be. Well, maybe one day things could change, but I'm not holding my breath. And neither should you people. Cheers, and remember to enjoy yourself.

I just wanted to say good morning, and i hope that you all have a great day. Peace.

Yeah, thats all well and good, but it still doesn't mitigate the fact that you're a cum guzzling pig fucking whore.

Thats a pretty useful answer asslicker.

Please, display more of your gleaming ignorance for the group. Hows all that horse cock going down? Choke yet?

You're a fucking moron too.

It's 3 hours away from you, you dirty sloppy pig boy horse fucker!!

Hey, I was thinking about the name of this party. I'm wondering if they're gonna have us commit ritual suicide at the end of it. I mean, cosmic gate WAS a cult out west. Intriguing.

Well, if you spent most of your time being chased off of Mr McVicker's farm because you got caught fucking his sheep, you'd want to be pretty aerodynamic too, no?