Den Store Du-Burde-Visst-Bedre-Enn-Å-Svadatråden

[Mordekai]

Kanskje litt på siden, men en nynazist jeg kjenner fortalte om en kompis som fikk spørsmål om hvorfor han var sammen med dama si, siden hun var eksepsjonelt stygg. Han svarte at det var fordi han fikk tisse på henne mens de lå sammen. Hun var visst også skikkelig snill, kanskje konene til dine tidligere venner er det?

[Tenebres]

Jeg har kjent en rekke rotter som var drittsnille. Har aldri stukket kukken inn i.

[Aspergers Inc.]

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Fett å være en ilsk kinesisk manlet-gangster, da!

[Shrinebuilder]

Whitu piggu go home!

[Mordekai]

Jeg husker jeg gikk bortover Møllergata en dag. Jeg la merke til to folk foran meg. Begge hadde helt svarte klær, han ene hadde langt svart hår og var helt stille, mens han andre gikk å bælma fra en rødvinsflaske, tydelig god i gassen (dette var rundt kl. 14 på en tirsdag tror jeg). Jeg tenkte ikke noe mer på det før jeg så at han med rødvinsflaska bråstoppa foran Games Workshop-butikken, og skreik til han med det lange håret at han skulle stoppe for f**n. Han ble stående å gestikulere og peke på vinduet mens han skreik: "Warhammer: Er'e 40.000?!"

[Admiral NOX]

fra Sir Charles Dilke: Greater Britain

om arvelige yrker og spesialkaster i India:

All callings in India being hereditary, there were entries recording the presence in certain towns of “hereditary clerks who pray to their inkhorns,” “hereditary beggars,” “hereditary planters of slips or cuttings,” “hereditary grave-diggers,” “hereditary hermits,” [...]

In the single district of the Dehra Valley, there are 1500 “hereditary tomtom–drummers" at the festivals; 234 Brahmins of Bijnour returned themselves as having for profession “the receipt of presents to avert the influence of evil stars.” In Bijnour, there are also fifteen people of a caste which professes “the pleasing of people by assuming disguises,” while at Benares there is a whole caste–the Bhâts–whose hereditary occupation is to “satirize the enemies of the rich, and to praise their friends.”

[...] Under the title of “occupations,” the heads of families alone were given, and not the number of those dependent on them, whence it comes that in the whole province only "11000 tomtom-players” were set down. The habits and tastes of the people are easily seen in the entries: “3600 firework manufacturers,” “45 makers of crowns for idols,” “4353 gold-bangle makers,” “29,136 glass-bangle makers,” “1123 astrologers.” There are also 145 “ear-cleaners,” besides “kite-makers,” “ear-piercers,” “pedigree-makers,” “makers of caste-marks,” “cow-dung sellers,” and “hereditary painters of horses with spots.”

There was no backwardness in the followers of maligned pursuits: 974 people in Allahabad described themselves as “low blackguards,” 35 as “men who beg with threats of violence,” 25 as “hereditary robbers,” 479,015 as “beggars,” 29 as “howlers at funerals,” 226 as “flatterers for gain;” “vagabonds,” “charmers,” “informers” were all set down, and 1100 returned themselves as “hereditary buffoons,” [...] while 2000 styled themselves “conjurers,” 4000 “acrobats,” and 6372 “poets.” In one district alone, there were 777 “soothsayers and astrologers” by profession.”

[Aspergers Inc.]

Jeg husker jeg gikk bortover Møllergata en dag. Jeg la merke til to folk foran meg. Begge hadde helt svarte klær, han ene hadde langt svart hår og var helt stille, mens han andre gikk å bælma fra en rødvinsflaske, tydelig god i gassen (dette var rundt kl. 14 på en tirsdag tror jeg). Jeg tenkte ikke noe mer på det før jeg så at han med rødvinsflaska bråstoppa foran Games Workshop-butikken, og skreik til han med det lange håret at han skulle stoppe for f**n. Han ble stående å gestikulere og peke på vinduet mens han skreik: "Warhammer: Er'e 40.000?!"

Nå lo jeg høyt!

[Turid]

Deep Calleth Upon Deep, husker da Frost-Kjetil jobba på Hydro Texaco og de hadde pølsekampanje sånn at han måtte spørre hver eneste kunde med den lyse pipestemmen sin om de skulle kjøpe en pølse, hvis ikke fikk kunden pølse gratis. Deep Calleth Upon Deep.
Åsså måtte han gå med sånn stygg kjempestor HydroTexaco-caps.

[Herremelk]

[Johnny Tombthrasher]

Hva av alt dette er sant?!

[Johnny Bravo]

[Johnny Bravo]

I den fallen skifta palmas bark form
Kokosnøtt og slanga
Turban og sitar
Fara forbi mai i voldsomma fart

Tror jeg har tenkt på dette minst en gang i uken siden det ble postet.

[Shrinebuilder]

da H-ST stakk kniven i

[Johnny Bravo]

Enig.

General_L = H-ST-prospect-tåke.
Master_K er bra synther.
General_K er garantert Hillary Clinton/George Soros + rip-off.

Destroy.

[Johnny Bravo]

In the bookless library of silence of the great CITADEL,
that floats around in time and space
The librarian stands and dark-fervours the existence of the knowledge
emiting truths and inspiration throughout the universe

Then the mulleted abhorrer/sacrificer enters the library
"I'm on a mission, ordered by s***n - we must travel to Earth.
In Earth we shall find the bones of Copernicus' corpse.
By bones and the magic of the universe you will resurrect him."

Copernicus flew around the citadel and worshipped s***n
And the flaming fires of the suns proved his theories from the underworld
He drew eternal formulas in blood of scientists (of today),
And extended his wisdom towards the cosmic omnipresent intensity

The librarian: "You have now gained information about the universe
and it is time to rewrite your opus "On the Revolutions of the Celestial Orbs",
to unfold a piece of the momentuous truth."

"The universe and its fragments are not to be banally explained
Every planet has his certain intentions
The planets and the stars are for the dwelling of the GODS
The planets and the stars contain the knowledge of the dark
The space and the galaxies, they're the races' battlefields
For the constant changes and evolution in the universe
Is needed for this mighty world to keep alive
There is always motion and action in the universe
The concealors of mystic artifacts never rest

The mathematics of the human age is inadequate to explain
the power and the might of the stars
Had one spirit ever witnessed the planetary evolutions,
he didn't come back to tell you about it
The price for humanity is to stay on his little planet,
stuck to his insignificant problems
And never bear witness to the everlasting battles
the fierce star-entities and planets accomplish"

And for this favor, s***n offered Copernicus immortality,
and the osbcurest devices to study more the Universe

Returning to home, Earth, the Zombie God Copernicus
takes up his residence at the labyrinth caves inside the Earth

[Johnny Bravo]

[Johnny Bravo]

I have come here to chew bubblegum, ride submarine, kill people and dismember corpses... and I'm all out of bubblegum.

[Bija]

Da Rainbow (Child Ov Kvm) med skiva Dismember This Member ble tatt av hyllene i Free Record Shop i Kristiansand etter påstand om trusler.

[_Antarath_]

Fant et gammelt bilde av mor med familien, og er sikker på det er Freddie Krueger som står i bakgrunnen

[Terror_mit_uns]

Jeg er på Rockefeller med six-pence og slitt lærjakke. Er rimelig shabby. Damene enser meg derfor ikke. Whisky og poesi er hva jeg trenger.