myg0ttheMinkey

how the fuck am i the only one that picked #2 hiveminds

kthx0r is the new minkey. a troll just made fun of him on the forums for being a virgin WOOOO ITS LIKE I WAS THE NEW KID IN CLASS AND EVERYONE CALLED ME THE NEW KID BUT NOW THERES A NEWER KID OW YES

the danimal has spoken thread closed

seems to be a bad picture of the one on the right, but the one on the left is posing semi-seriously which means to me she is fugleh

yes are you kidding me i'd take her out to dinner and buy her a basket of puppies if she let me touch her with my bear hands

rifk the end saved the video for sure that guy's voice is annoying though, and also there wasnt a single screencap of the gaming. it seems more like a pulpit for this british homo to spread his hate of hiphop than a review

Yep. http://www.spiegel.de/international/zeitgeist/0,1518,612684,00.html

http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/03/14/AR2009031402176_pf.html 3% chance you have aids.

how is it any more commercial to name it willis tower? its already sears tower...

3,950 since i cleared it a couple months ago

ive been in the drunk tank. does that count as jail time?

they had to do it. you just gonna let witches stay in your tribe?

its not even april yet you olive skinned faggot

raged:stupid:

Good morning, gals and gentries Last night I died and was born again. I witnessed one of the most profound, life changing experiences that I can remember. Maybe being born is up there with moments like this, but I don't remember being born - I remember this. Really precisely. I was keen last night, all my senses were bristling. You know, those times when your mind is sharp, your palms are slightly moist, and you have an erection. We were in the living room when he ran downstairs like a kid running to a Christmas tree and came back with the dental floss. He pulled out an arm's length of floss with a flex and smiled madly. I could feel my breathing shorten and my eyes draw wide. He stuck his head up, and proceeded to shove dental floss up one nostril, while plugging the other one and snorting wildly. After a gruesome ten minute series of snorts, gags, and unnecessary heroism, it happened. He gagged. And out of his mouth came a twisted bundle of floss lined with the most hidden mucous available. The pearly blob seemed to hang in the air for a minute, before he sprinted to the kitchen and spat in the sink. It glistened like the Holy Grail. I was on the couch, writhing in a mixture of pure joy and nausea. He strutted out and grabbed each end of the floss with his index finger and thumb. He looked at me and smiled madly again, but I could see the tears in his eyes. His whole face was red, and he just looked beaten. After the novelty nasal passage flossing motion was preformed, he pulled the strand of floss out and threw it away. Nothing will ever top that.

Dear retards of the forums, I am pretty pissed off right now so I'm gonna bitch about it to my favourite blog, myg0t forums. Basically, I have been attending off and on this crappy Univer$ity here in Canada. What I have learned is that rather than pursuing higher intelligence, besides chasing after enlightenment, BEYOND BETTERING SOCIETY, this Univer$ity and all Univer$itie$ are predominantly one thing - a business. No better than McDonald's, Coca-Cola, or Wal-Mart, these pigs will not leave me alone. I dropped out of all my classes and got approval from my professors - fine? Not enough. I am already trapped in their vile web of fine print and pseudo-intellects. I tried to forget about it. Tried to bury the memories of Indian professors who could barely speak a lick of English (but taught English), tried to drink away the aroma of the hallways from residence that were flooded with the stink of Axe body spray and curry. I even tried to forget the good times I had, like those 30 seconds of discussion we had in philosophy class that fluttered into the sky and never returned. I had forgotten after a few months. I had learned to mentally avoid everything that reminded me of my place of higher education, including one of my old gmail accounts. One day I checked that gmail account. And saw e-mails. From the Univer$ity financial department. A baker's dozen of them. All of them demanding money. I was paralyzed. After shaking off the disgust enough to move again, I walked up to the phone. These must have been sent in error, surely they know I haven't been there in months. They didn't know. They never will know. They don't care to know. That's the problem. No one realised I wasn't in classes. Even the professors didn't know I was gone. How am I supposed to get anything from a school like this? This only proved to me that even when I was there, they didn't really notice me. Maybe they did, like the hairy-forearmed slob named Bubba who works at the slaughterhouse notices the cows before they're spiked in the head and flipped upside down. I guess if you could count that split second of recognition 'noticing', they noticed me. But they're gonna notice me now. With the phone in my hand still, reality comes swooping back to me. I hear the gnarled voice of the lady on the other end of the line. "Sir? Do you understand?" "No, I don't." I pressed the mute button on the phone to gag. I recollected myself, "No services were rendered to me - I wasn't in class! I don't understand where these charges are coming from." "Well, sir, all I can tell you is that I work for the financial department and when I look at your account here I see-" "No, I still don't get it, and now you're repeating yourself. How can you charge me for... What can I do to waive these charges?" So, my friends, I have done all I can to waive the charges. The school still insists I owe them $400. All for withdrawing from two courses a week late. Now it is in my hands again. I figure breaking a dozen of their windows will at least cost them $400. And the best part is, there are probably legions of violent impulsive young men like myself that could be blamed for it. They will never know. Just like they never did know.

by the way, this thread wouldve been way better if you titled it "Mother of Pearl"

basically if you're looking for cheap and effective improvements i would suggest upgrading your central processing unit, or cpu. for further instruction, please contact your local triple A group and they will come change your tires. sheba bless

wow jerks ps chuck owns

closing member threads! how uncool!

John for mod 2k9

at first i thought this thread was about neko fucking a blow up sp0rky doll =[

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