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Jul 30, 2021 1:39 PM
#1
And not any of the really well known ones Here is mine. It's so fucking funny I have a fantasy that Nicki Minaj and I are on a plane together and it crashes. We both end up on a deserted island, just us two. Nicki, being a starlet, knows nothing of how to survive, while my hours lurking in 4chan threads has taught me how to make fires and live somewhat off the land. We'd spend years together on this island. She would come to rely on me for survival. Eventually, she'd fall for me and we'd make passionate love for hours on end. After a few years of fucking each other, some debris would wash ashore allowing us to finish the construction of a raft, a la Castaway. During the voyage home, Nicki and I would get separated, but we'd both make it home. Her, picked up by a luxury cruise, me by a commercial grade fishing boat. We'd both think that the other had died. I would make it home a month or so later, while she was taken home immediately, being Nicki Minaj washed up on a cruise. Upon returning home, I turn on the television and see her on Letterman doing an interview about her time on the island. I watch the whole thing from beginning to end, and at no point am I mentioned. She's trying to tell everyone that she survived alone for half a decade. Enraged, I take my savings and go on a trip to America. I find my way past Nicki's security and break into her room while she's alone. Standing behind her, I cock my gun to get her attention. I ask her how she could so such a thing and she begins deeply sobbing. Barely able to talk through the enormous gasps for air, she begs for her life. At this point, we fuck. The greatest fuck we've ever had. The most passionate, beautiful fuck that ever fucked. Then, after I come a few times, I ask to hotdog her ass. Then, while I'm doing that one last time, I grab a vase off a nearby table and cave her fucking skull in. |
Jul 30, 2021 1:41 PM
#2
Excuse me ma’am, not to be disrespectful or rude but could you please take post down. That is my sister who was killed by a metra train. And it this post is very disrespectful. Idk who you are or if you even know her but I need you to take this down please. |
Jul 30, 2021 1:44 PM
#3
My favorite pasta is in portuguese, sadly |
Jul 30, 2021 1:45 PM
#4
Excuse me ma’am, not to be disrespectful or rude but could you please take post down. That is my sister who was killed by a metra train. And it this post is very disrespectful. Idk who you are or if you even know her but I need you to take this down please. "girl that's keke palmer" there's this one too, which is anime related and really stupid Nani the fuck did you just fucking iimasu about watashi, you chiisai bitch desuka? Watashi’ll have anata know that watashi graduated top of my class in Nihongo 3, and watashi’ve been involved in iroirona Nihongo tutoring sessions, and watashi have over sanbyaku perfect test scores. Watashi am trained in kanji, and watashi is the top letter writer in all of southern California. Anata are nothing to watashi but just another weaboo. Watashi will korosu anata the fuck out with vocabulary the likes of which has never been mimasu’d before on this continent, mark watashino fucking words. Anata thinks anata can get away with hanashimasing that kuso to watashi over the intaaneto? Omou again, fucker. As we hanashimasu, watashi am contacting watashino secret netto of otakus across the USA, and anatano IP is being traced right now so you better junbishimasu for the ame, ujimushi. The ame that korosu’s the pathetic chiisai thing anata calls anatano life. You’re fucking shinimashita’d, akachan. |
thekillingjarJul 30, 2021 3:00 PM
Jul 30, 2021 1:45 PM
#5
CursedUrsid said: That's a pretty well known copypasta within the stan community but on here it wouldn't be considered well known at all so I'll let it slideExcuse me ma’am, not to be disrespectful or rude but could you please take post down. That is my sister who was killed by a metra train. And it this post is very disrespectful. Idk who you are or if you even know her but I need you to take this down please. |
Jul 30, 2021 2:13 PM
#6
I fucking hate JoJo. Every subreddit I go through has a vermin-like underclass of JoJo fanboys. They all just have to say “iS THat A JOJo ReFErEncE??!!!1” on every fucking post that contains a single word that may have been used in the shitty comics. Oh, a suspicious link? Probably a rickroll. NOPE!!! They’ve ruined that, too! One of the oldest goddamn internet traditions shat on and ruined by JoJo fanboys. Thunder Cross Split Attack! So fucking funny, right? I’m wheezing! NO. SHUT THE FUCK UP. Nobody cares about your shitty comic series. Dio is a stupid character from a stupid comic series. I downvote every post and comment that mentions JoJo, out of pure bloodcurdling rage. I want to detonate a MASSIVE thermonuclear warhead right on top of whatever godforsaken studio publishes that stinking-pile-of-trash comic. Frankly, I don’t even care for the civilian casualties, either. At least they died for a good reason. Unlike JoJo fans, I actually contribute to the betterment of mankind, instead of spamming shitty references on the internet. Every JoJo fan that dies a slow, painful death is a win in my book. I have claimed over a dozen of them already, too. I annihilated their skulls with my fists. Their stupid ice attack didn’t do shit for them either. They dies like they lived, pathetic excuses for humans. I hope more people hear my message and declare war on JoJo. If nobody helps me, I will do as much damage as I possibly can before I die. Thank you. |
Jul 30, 2021 2:49 PM
#7
It was years ago, I was just walking along, minding my business while on my way home from work. Suddenly, a dark, nondescript van with "free beer" scrawled on the side slowly creeps up from behind me. The window rolls down and staring at me is a young blue-haired girl with pigtails, maybe about 9 years old, eyeing me up suspiciously. She calls out in a slightly hushed voice. "Hey... Hey buddy. You want some classic rock cd's? I've got a ton in the back." I was told never to speak to little girls I didn't know, but the offer was so enticing I foolishly replied: "R-really? D-do you have The Beatles? O-or maybe Bob Seger?". She chuckled darkly, "Oh yeah, I've got everything. The Who, Floyd, Tom Petty, you name it. But you'll have to hop in the back here if you want me to give them to you." I knew I should have ran, but part of me was too scared of what she might do if I said no, as I walked to the back I could swear I saw her licking her lips out of the corner of my eye. As I reached for the handle the doors suddenly flung open and about five lolis reached out and grabbed me. I screamed as loud as I could, but one of them gagged me with her panties and they pulled me in with their mighty loli strength. They pinned me down, as I struggled I heard one of them say: "Sit on the bitch's face, Sanae. Shut him the fuck up". Suddenly my vision was then completely obscured and my screams muffled by pink softness, with what looked like a cartoon bear's face on the back. As tears rolled down my cheeks they laughed at my pointless struggle. It was at that point I realized there really was no rock. Gurren lagann, not so good Mushishi? More like MushiSHIT Aria, a show about nothing. Hellsing, Twilight except shit. Darker than Black? More like Browner than SHIT Akagi. If I wanted to see old people sitting around a table I'd visit my grandma more often. Neon Genesis Evangelion, makes about as much sense as a pedophile in a retirement home. Serial Experiments Lain? more like Serial Experiments LAME shitsux Dennou Coil? More like shitty Fractale ripoff without Yamakan. Samurai Shitpoo. Shitty plot and writing, shitty characters, and even shittier music. Beck, if I wanted to watch shitty bands, I would go see Tool live. Kaiba. Pretentious Powerpuff girls shit with LOLDEEP. Tatami Gaylaxy. Groundhogs day for hipsters. Paprika. Pretentious Inception ripoff now with moeshit. One Piece, if I wanted to watch a good shounen I would watch Naruto. Kino no Tabi? If I wanted to watch a dyke on a motorcycle, I'd go visit San Francisco instead. Eureka 7, more like Gurren Lagann 2. Vinland Saga, shitty manga and even worse anime. 2 episodes in and I fell asleep. Hidamari Sketch, confirms my belief that art school students are idiots. Kurenai, shitty anime about an ugly loli. Koi Kaze, if I thought incest was wrong I would stop having sex with my little sister. Usagi Drop? More like Usagi DROPPED Grave of the Fireflies? If I wanted to watch a whiny cunt and his little sister fuck around I'd go to Chuck E. Cheese. Golden Boy? If I wanted to see a genius get horny, I'd videotape myself masturbating. Mononoke, if I wanted to see a crossdressing, homosexual pothead wearing make-up, I'd move to Brazil. Toradora, if I wanted to watch a menstrual bitch raging I'd hide my mom's midol. Claymore, looks like a dick, strong beginning and middle but a cheesy ending. Hellsing, Twilight except shit. Darker than Black? More like Browner than SHIT Neon Genesis Evangelion, makes about as much sense as a pedophile in a retirement home. Beck, if I wanted to watch shitty bands, I would go see Tool live. One Piece, if I wanted to watch a good shounen I would watch Naruto. Eureka 7, more like Gurren Lagann 2. Vinland Saga, shitty manga and even worse anime. 2 episodes in and I fell asleep. Koi Kaze, if I thought incest was wrong I would stop having sex with my little sister. Grave of the Fireflies? If I wanted to watch a whiny cunt and his little sister fuck around I'd go to Chuck E. Cheese. Golden Boy? If I wanted to see a genius get horny, I'd videotape myself masturbating. Mononoke, if I wanted to see a crossdressing, homosexual pothead wearing make-up, I'd move to Brazil. Claymore, looks like a dick, strong beginning and middle but a cheesy ending. Mushishi? More like MushiSHIT Aria, a show about nothing. FLCL, boring, unfunny, LOL SO RANDUM XD shit. BLAME! If I wanted buildings and walking, I'd go outside Welcome to the NHK, if I wanted to watch a loser, I would stare at the mirror. Kaiji, atrocious character design and completely contrived plot. Planetes. As empty as space. Legend of the Gay Lactating Homosexuals. Cromartie Highschool, Lucky Star with men. Berserk, shitty anime and even worse manga. Zero no Tsukaima, more like Harry Potter: The Animation 5 Centimetres Per Second? More like 5 Wallpapers Per Second Cowboy Bebop? More like Cowgay Begay. Shitty music and plotless style-over-substance bullshit. Azumanga Daioh, shitty ripoff of Lucky Star. ARIA? I liked it better when it was called naptime. Outlaw Star, One Piece in space. Gintama, Bobobo with shittier animation. Kaiji. If I wanted to see some pussy bitch cry all day, I'd watch Lifetime. Soul Eater? More like Shit Eater. Worse than Naruto. Code Geass, if I wanted to watch homosexuals pilot robots, I would watch Gundam Wing. Kanon? More like Clannad season 2. One Outs, if I wanted to watch a bunch of gay people running around I would've watched Prince of Tennis. GTO? More like GTFO. Shitty shounen is shitty. Shitugan no Shita. Shitty ripoff of To Aru Majutsu no Index. Haibane Renmei, a boring show about angels fucking around. I liked it better when it was called Evangelion. Hidamari Sketch, if I wanted to watch a bunch of little girls doing nothing, I'd go and watch my local kindergarden. Baccano. It's like messing with your media player's seekbar. 5 Centimeters per Second, thats how slow the plot would move, if there were any. Gundam 00, if I wanted shitty character designs I'd watch G Gundam. Victorian Romance Emma, otaku-pandering maid fanservice bullshit. Haruhi. Watch it in any order and it's still shit. Disappearance, shitty anime version of The Butterfly Effect. Hunter x Hunter? Moar like Hiatus x Hiatus! If I wanted to watch a generic Japanese kid's show that will never end, I'd just go watch Crayon Shin-chan. One Punch Man, if I wanted to watch a bald faggot prance around in spandex I'd watch Star Trek. Saki, Tanoshii? More like TanoSHIIT~ Jinrui wa SuitaishimaSHIT Lupin the Third? More like POOP on the TURD Space Dandy, otaku pandering for weeaboo baka gaijijns. Gundam, if I wanted to watch a real robot I wouldn't because it would be fucking retarded. VOTOMS, if I wanted to watch a gary stu with unlimited plot armor I'd watch SAO. Fate/Zero, adding Pokemons to Bleach doesn't make it better. Toradora. More like Fecadora, amirite? Greatest love story ever told my ass. Hokuto no Ken? Gay. Jojo's Bizarre Adventure? Gayer. Rozen Maiden, shitty meme and shitty show. Aku no hana, If I wanted to see ugly chinese, I would go outside. Shinsekai Yori, adding rats wars to Elfen Lied doesn't improve the show. Steins;Gate? More like Steins;Gateway of worst kind. plebbit: the animation. Minami-ke? If I wanted to see a boy dressed as a girl, I'd look at old pictures of me in kindergarten. 20th Century Boring. Eden of The East? Please don't waste my time~ Nichibros, Square Enix jokes. Nichijou, Cromartie Highschool with shittier animation. Honey and Clover? If I wanted to watch a guy marry his retarded niece I'd go to the Ozarks. Ping Pong, if i wanted ugly asians with bad animation and art I would watch Aku no Hana. Madoka? If I wanted to watch magical girls cry I'd put on my Sailor Moon costume and look in the mirror. Seitokai Yakuindomo, only ronery 30 years old frustrated virgin will still laugh to this shit. Shirobako. If I wanted dull, pretentious and unaccurate commentary on the anime industry would watch nothing because it would be SHIT. Love Live! Shitty rip-off of K-on! Kill la Kill, nobody kills. Having QUALITY fanservice with huge tribute to classic overrated shits doesn't make it good. Shigatsu wa Kimi no Uso? moar leik SHITgatsu wa Kimi no Kuso, right? Nana. Literally KEKS and SLUTS the anime. Fucking awful. K-On! Now, this is WHAT I call MOESHIT. Clannad, shitty anime and even worse VN. Better read a book. Bakemonogatari, more like Bakamonogaytari. Pretentious shit for pretentious faggots who haven't read proper literature. No plot, and no animation either. Panty and Stocking? More like slutty and boring Uchoten Kazoku? If I wanted to see an eccentric family I'd visit my family in the south. Samurai Flamenco, homosexual bait. Tumblr-tier anime Non Non Biyori? More like Non Non It Bores Me! Gundam? More like GunDUMB Barakamon, if I wanted to watch Barack's bullshit, I'd turn on the news. Aldnoah Zero/10 Berserk, random shit fight. Shitty shounen is shitty. Akame ga Kill, makes me want to use an AK to mega Kill myself Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun? More like Gaykan Shoujo Nosucky-kun! Sayonara Zetsubou Sensei - Emo lol so randum XD bullshit Hyouka, one episode in and I fell asleep. Gunbuster? More like Nutbuster. Diebuster? moar leik Shitbuster. There might me more versions and some versions overlap. All of them came from /a/. These always get me. ^^might want to post these in the next overrated anime thread. DUHHH CIRNGE!!!! DUHHH BRINGE!!???!!1 CRINGE!!!!! IS THAT ALL YOU SHITPOSTING FUCKS CAN SAY!!??? DURR BASED BASED BASED CRINGE CRINGE BASED BASED CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE BASED CRINGE I FEEL LIKE IM IN A FUCKING ASYLUM FULL OF DEMENTIA RIDDEN OLD PEOPLE THAT CAN DO NOTHING BUT REPEAT THE SAME FUCKING WORDS ON LOOP LIKE A FUCKING BROKEN RECORD CRINGE CRINGE CRINGE BASED BASED CRINGE ONIONS ONIONS ONIONS SNOYY ONIONS LOL ONIONS!!! CRINGE!!!1 BOOMER!! LE ZOOMER!!!! I AM BOOMER!!!! NO ZOOM ZOOM ZOOMIES ZOOMER GOING ZOOMIES AHGHGH I FUCKING HATE THE INTERNET SO GODDAMN MUCH FUCKJK YOU SHITPOST I HONEST TO GOD HOPE YOUR MOTHER CHOKES ON HER OWN FECES IN HELL YOU COCKSUCKER VUT OHHH I KNOWM MY POST IS CRINGE ISNT IT?? CRINGE CRINGE CRINGR CRINGEY BASED CRINGE BASED REDDIT REDDIT CRINGE ZOOM CRINGE ONIONS REDDIT BASED BASED!!!!!! I've become so much like Eren Jaeger it's scary. I wear black cardigans, verbally assault women, and physically assault my friends. When I look in the mirror, I can't help but say "戦い, 戦い" (which means fight fight in american.) I grew my hair out long because I don't care so now I have to wear it in a bun and I don't care what people think so shut fuck up Hange. I always leave an open wound on my hand, and go out of my way to show it to everyone so they are reminded that I am in control. When I see dogs being taken on walks I get mad at them for not being free like I am. I can't have sex with my girlfriend anymore without forcing her to dress up as Mikasa or Historia, both of whom remind me of Armin. When I order fast food, I refuse to call them french fries and insist on calling them freedom fries. I just keep moving forward, until my enemies are destroyed. Original came from either SnK subreddit's or Snk threads on /a/, can't be bothered to find the orignal Wow japanese fans are vocal about the new chapter and they are not happy. Theyre discontented with the way eren's character is going and the whole genocide. I guess they were holding out hope for a lelouch route. There's even a petition that's garnered thousands of signatures to have the chapter changed. Obviously that wont happen but it shows how unhappy they are. First it was this: https://desuarchive.org/a/thread/205448297/#q205453774 Then this: https://desuarchive.org/a/thread/205454842/#q205454922 Next proper one would be this: https://desuarchive.org/a/thread/205494257/#205498278 and then it took off So as a joke, I went to my friend's house while wearing Konata's blue wig and uniform. I could barely stop my laughter as he went as red as a tomato and looked at me from head to toe with a bit of drool in his mouth. The way he stared made me feel a bit funny too, but I decided to tease him more by taking off my clothes. He asked me, "Are you serious?" and I said, "Yup." He went silent for what seemed like forever, so I asked him, "What's the matter?" He said he's confused, but then his boner got really hard, which made me take off his clothes. I expected him to scream, "Stop!" as I kissed him and stroked his cock, but he instead shouted, "Oh God, Konata!" which made me get a boner myself. Before I knew it, I was blowing him for the first time till he came. His semen was so thick, it got stuck inside my throat no matter how hard I swallowed. He then said, "I want to fuck you now!" and seeing that we've already gone that far and we were both naked, I obliged. A few hours later, the jerk went all pale and said to me, "Why did we do that? Now I'm totally gay." But he looked so cute all confused like that, so I took pity on him and reassured while wiping his cum off my face, "Let's just pretend I'm still Konata." Pic related. It's me dressed as Konata. |
Jul 30, 2021 3:02 PM
#8
My name is Yoshikage Kira. I'm 33 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the Kame Yu department stores, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check-up. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight I wouldn't lose to anyone. |
Jul 30, 2021 4:43 PM
#9
I sexually Identify as an Onii-chan. Ever since I was a boy I dreamed of having sugoku kawaii imouto-chans and then fucking them silly. People say to me that a person being an Onii-chan is Impossible and I'm fucking retarded but I don't care, I'm beautiful. I'm having a plastic surgeon attach a kawaii radar and my little sister to my crotch. From now on I want you guys to call me Onii-chan and respect my right to fuck all sogoku kawaii imotou-chans. If you can't accept me as an Onii-chan, you're a Oniiphobe and need to check your sogokukawaiiimouto and the virginity of your child privileges. Thank you for understanding. |
Jul 30, 2021 7:04 PM
#10
the konata one has already been posted, so I'll just go for that one pasta about SSR >muh nihilism >muh finding good in bad >muh hopelessness yeah and? Maybe im too young to get it, or im too high IQ to fall for it never saw any good reason for being sad about things being hopeless, and maybe it only appeals to people who do. don't get me wrong I think it's great for people who do, but I can't be the only one who thinks all that I didn't enjoy my time but still have it the benefit of the doubt because one anon shilled girls last tour too me and everything anons say is true The ending of the manga was the only thing I managed to "enjoy" https://desuarchive.org/a/thread/214366134/#q214366134 |
beep boop bop pow |
Jul 30, 2021 7:29 PM
#11
NEWGROUNDS WAS FUNNY WHEN WE WERE ALL 12 LIVING IN THE SUBURBS LISTENING TO LINKIN PARK WATCHING DRAGONBALL Z DRINKING PEPSI WHILE PLAYING HALO CO-OP ON THE EASIEST SETTING DURING WHICH WE CONSUMED DORITOS AND LOOKED AT PAINTBALL GUNS ON EBAY IN INTERNET EXPLORER CONNECTED THROUGH AOL ON A 56K MODEM BEFORE HOPPING INTO OUR BALDING FATHERS' LATEST MIDLIFE-CRISIS-IMPULSE-SPONSORED JAPANESE-BUILT SUV TO HEAD TO THE MALL AND GET MORE SKATEBOARDING SHOES AND THIRD-RATE IRREGULAR LEVIS AND MOUNTAIN BIKE PARTS BEFORE HEADING HOME, VOTING DEMOCRAT AND MASTURBATING TO THE LATEST SEARS CATALOG WHILE HUFFING PAINT IN YOUR GARAGE BEFORE TALKING TO PEDOPHILES ON AIM PRETENDING TO BE WHATEVER CAMWHORE THEY'RE RANTING ABOUT ON MYSPACE WITH A MATRIX QUOTE/ANIME CHARACTER NAME/TRIPLE SIX-ASTERISK-PARENTHESES-SURROUNDED SCREENNAME BEFORE HEADING TO YOUR SUPPOSED "GOOD SCHOOL" IN THE MORNING TO BUY MORE POT TO SMOKE DURING YOUR COUNTER-STRIKE LAN PARTY WITH JIMMY AND THE REST OF HIS FRIENDS TAKING RITALIN AND ADDERALL AND PROZAC EIGHT TIMES A DAY BEFORE TAKING A CASUAL PASS AT LOCAL, STATE OR NATIONAL GOVERNMENTAL FIGURES, LEGISLATURE, OR STRUCTURE TO APPEAR EDGY AND INTELLIGENT IN FRONT OF YOUR BUDWEISER-SNEAKING, LIMP-WRISTED, NEAR-TO-COLUMBINE SOCIOPATHIC "DEEP" FRIENDS WHO PLAY THE VICTIM WHEN THEY START LOSING ARGUMENTS SIX DAYS BEFORE THEIR BOTCHED SUICIDE ATTEMPT SIMPLY BECAUSE SCHOOL TRAMP NUMBER TWELVE WOULDN'T GO UNDER THE BLEACHERS WITH THEM TO LET THEM GET TO SECOND BASE BEFORE THEIR THIRTEENTH BIRTHDAY. |
Jul 30, 2021 7:42 PM
#12
I like to say that Kirito has two main phases of development: the Aincrad phase and the post-Aincrad phase. The first logically becomes clearer in Progressive, because that's where you really have time for it to be shown with calm and tranquility, but I'll stick to the original work. finding out he was adopted. He felt isolated and tried to escape to another world, so much so that he mentions that at the time of the beta, he spent all the time with NerveGear in his head to isolate himself from the real world and the people there. In addition to his business being adopted and such, there is also the issue of his grandfather, but I think this structure is already legal. Anyway, then he gets stuck in this world, and as the antisocial person that he is, he refuses to go along with Klein's friends and leaves alone. Time passes and those events happen in the boss room on the first floor, where Kirito declares himself as a beater. He declared himself that way because even though he was antisocial, he still had a good heart, which is completely consistent, even because he helped Klein to train in the first episode. So he declared himself as "The Beater" to stay as the villain of story and so that other beta testers, like Diabel (the guy who died in this fight, and speaking of him, he had his death changed in the anime, and there is an error exclusive to the anime), and Argo were not treated badly by other players. From there, he follows the floors with Asuna and Argo, but I'm not going to talk about that part because it's Progressive. Anyway, some time passes and Kirito becomes a solo player (which makes total sense in the structure of the game, where you have to share EXP with party members and such (you can even name similar RPGs like Elsword, for example) Anyway, until he met a guild and gradually he finally managed to fit in. He even lies at his level to be able to fit in with them, which shows a certain selfishness on his part (something that will be played more Anyway, the conclusion is that everything goes wrong, everyone gets fucked, and he gets psychologically shaken and isolates himself again, because he saw a lot of important people for him dying in front of him and still has the feeling of guilt. in that ... these deaths will be important later on, in Alicization, when the same thing happens, only this time it’s the mature Kirito who has to deal with it. Anyway, little by little he gets to know other people, like Lisbeth and Silica, in addition to meeting K several times lein and Agil. These meetings are important because in each one of them, Kirito helps someone in something, or interacts in a friendly way with someone, which leads him to progress a little bit more, until the moment when Asuna definitely returns in his life. (which in the anime is there in that episode of the rabbit), and the two start to progress in the romance together and no longer in a friendship. The moral is that he ends up with Aincrad as someone else, having learned a lot during those two years. This is where post-Aincrad development begins, which I will talk about later on, but Aincrad-style development extends a little bit to Phantom Bullet, which is where PTSD starts to attack Kirito effectively. In Fairy Dance, this didn't even have time to happen, since he is like an extension of Aincrad. Kirito still had to save Asuna for that nightmare to end. When he sees the Death Gun and remembers the events related to the Smiling Coffin in Aincrad. Here, continuity is given in that case of Kirito's selfishness, where it shows that he killed two people out of pure revenge, when he did not need to have done so. Anyway, the Phantom Bullet closes this together with the Sinon arc, with all that message about balance and how many lives you have saved with your actions. Now, as for post-Aincrad development, here I refer to Kirito aged 16 to 18, who left Aincrad and gradually started to acquire his own ideals. This, in addition to being motivated by Kikouka, who was Kirito's gateway to the real world after the game incident, still has to do with the robotics forums that Kirito mentions he is starting to attend. At this point you can already see a big difference in Kirito, a young prisoner who isolated himself from the world, but who now, in addition to having many friends to trust, still managed to deal with family problems, he even managed to get a job at Rath, and debated with several people in English on the internet. This ideal that I discussed there is what I see as the biggest message of SAO, and I can even get some prints to demonstrate this to you later, but anyway, the trigger for this is in a dialogue between Kirito and Kikouka at the beginning of Phantom Bullet about regulation (which is an agenda that clearly after an incident like the one in SAO, people would start to argue). Regu technology, I mean. This is something that is even present here in Brazil and is something that limits progress (I imagine that some here are ancaps, so understand what I'm talking about). This is the theme that SAO addresses at this point in the development of Kirito. Kikouka says in this dialogue that people wanted to regulate the technology and that it was coming back on the agenda even after the SAO incident because of the suspicions of death there in the case of the Death Gun. What Kikouka wanted to confirm was that those deaths were not being caused by the technology itself, and they really weren't, proving that the regulation would be meaningless. From that, all Kirito's actions are based on the concept of freedom, or at least he tries to base everything on it. This is very noticeable in Alicization, which is where several debates about it are thrown directly at you, whether by through metalinguistic messages, such as the concept of Incarnation (which is something that has been addressed since the beginning of the work, back in Aincrad, and many people treat it as a scoop, since it is an incredibly well planned business), or through dialogues same, like for example one from Kirito, with Eugeo, Ronie and Tiese, where he says that it is not because something is in the law that this is objectively correct, but that you should be based on an ideal to say if that is really correct (why, slavery was already in the law, and even then, it was never objectively correct, because it was always something that hurt someone's freedom). There are other examples, like one of Kirito with Eugeo talking about the fact that the Church of Axiom has disarmed the population, that is, preventing them from rebelling against tyrannical attitudes, or Kirito's conversation with Alice outside the tower, where the Kirito questions the morals of that world, something impossible for Alice, who had her mind washed to accept everything by the law of the goddesses that Quinella claimed to represent. I spoke here of just a few points. I didn't even mention the black swordsman title, which is a topic that I really like to talk about, because I see several people misinterpreting it, acting as if Kirito really used that title, when in fact he never even liked to hear it somebody say that. SAO is a work with more implicit text and between the lines than it seems (that's why I like it so much), but then a lot of people end up interpreting the work and the wrong Kirito, especially with this gigantic wave of hate that has formed over the years . Now starting by answering your first point: I don't mean that there was no time for Kirito's relations to develop. They went. What I mean is that, logically, 75 floors would not be expected to be transcribed in two books with the same approach as Progressive (which does not detract from the original work, they are just different approaches, both canonical and connected). also calling with an excerpt later, in which you talk about the novel, it is useful to highlight here that when I quote something cut in the anime or that it was done badly in it, I don't want to justify an error of the anime based on the novel, but yes demonstrate that this error is unrelated to the author. Besides the fact that this discussion was never limited to anime, I imagine, so there is no problem in highlighting the novel, since we are talking about Kirito, or rather, Kiritos (novel and anime). .. You said that I quoted an excerpt that is only present in the novel, referring to the party experience system, however, among all the information in the novel that helps to expand the wealth of the world, such as the functioning of the Beast Trainer system and Aincrad's anti-harassment system, that specific information has not been cut and is in the context of the anime. You also mentioned that, if this information was inserted in the anime, then Kirito is poorly written or was written with the intention of being stupid. I am not sure if I understood what you meant by that, but it would not be much more related to the question of selfishness that I addressed and that the work itself tires of talking about (mainly in the novel, with the monologues of Kirito, but still present in the anime). I saw that you questioned the relationship between selfishness and the fact that he was a good person, and this is something that I myself questioned myself for some time, but I will address this later, I will just conclude the points you addressed earlier. it's interesting because you mentioned Homura, one of my favorite characters, even above Miyamoto Musashi, a character who has a history with me and with whom I have a great respect, not only as a character, but as a real person (I have even the book of the five rings and the reading is very rewarding, by the way kkkk). That said, I imagine you watched Madoka Rebellion, as I’m going to quote a passage from him here (but relax, I won’t give spoilers if you haven’t). Well, Madoka Rebellion has in herend one of the biggest plot twists i've ever seen in terms of scale. The change of Homura during the TV series is something very simple to be interpreted, having its twists at the end of the series. Meanwhile, in Rebellion, many people criticize the ending for it "happening out of nowhere" or for the work "not being prepared for it". The point is that Homura de Rebellion has a much more "under the hood" development, or, to make it easier, implied than in the TV series. The "bridges" that you mentioned exist, they just aren't there for anyone to see, and that's what makes the Rebellion so interesting. Watching the film several times, you are able to notice several excerpts from dialogues that are of extreme importance for the whole Homura turn at the end. These dialogues are either repeated, but slightly altered, or complemented by later dialogues or monologues. The point is that Kiritão here is very similar to the Rebellion's Homura in this regard. The "bridges" in development are very subtle and so they can give the wrong impression to some people, as it was your case now and as it was also my case, linking there with the relationship of selfishness with the fact that Kirito is a good person.Now, a paragraph about a quick excerpt from you. You said that the Moonlight Black Cats guild should constitute the most important group of characters in the Aincrad arc, however, I fear that this is a confusion caused mainly by the narrative style adopted by the anime in the first arc. As I said, it is not a justification for an error in the anime based on the novel, but a demonstration that his argument fails to criticize Kawahara in the middle of it all. As you may already know, the novel does not adopt a chronological order, and it is not as if this were random. You spend the entire volume 1 knowing that Kirito went through a trauma when he saw all the members of his guild die, only to be graced with their story in the last chapter of volume 2. This is a very interesting narrative style because events are not justified by actions, but actions are justified by events. Kirito's attitudes in volume 1 start to link after reading the last story in volume 2, which is why it is so interesting. Meanwhile, instead of adapting Aincrad in two films (one for each volume), he decided to adapt it in 14 episodes and in a chronological order, which suggests that the narrative would follow a conventional style. is the part that I most wanted to talk about), it is important to highlight that you addressed a contradiction of mine and / or the work, however, this is what makes Kirito a character with layers. Although he is selfish, he is a good person. He's a human. When categorizing a character as selfish, this does not mean that he has to act selfishly 100% of the time. Let's talk about Klein's example in the first episode, which was his first approach. Kirito really helped Klein. Why did he do it? There are several plausible answers here, such as the duality between the real and the virtual world, addressed in Phantom Bullet, or the wish of Kirito, a lonely young man, to find a friend and make him a partner, or even a selfish will. , like to charge Klein afterwards eventually. But anyway, the interesting thing is that none of this comes to the point. None of this conflicts with his selfishness precisely because he has other reasons for carrying out his actions, whatever they may be. Moral of the story: after he helps Klein and Kayaba make the announcement, Kirito leaves alone, then yes selfishly, not only for Klein, but for all the other players, since Aincrad has limited resources and he conquered a good part for him. So, basically, you can be a good person even if you have the defect of selfishness, after all, we all have defects, and that is exactly what humanizes Kirito. 3rd episode: Kirito helps the guild after being very reluctant, and when invited to join it, he takes a selfish attitude when hiding his level, knowing that the members would not accept him if they knew he was on the front lines. He was not concerned with the feelings and the safety of others simply because he felt welcomed. 4th episode: Kirito helps Silica for his personal reasons. He even tells her that he missed his sister and thought they looked alike. Also, a good person, even a selfish one, would not, under any circumstances, let another person die with the power to protect him. 5th / 6th episode: Kirito helps in the investigation at Asuna's personal request. An investigation that simply fell into his lap. A bad characterization would put him to shit for this problem, and not to accept to solve it. 7th episode: Here you yourself explained that it is at your own expense. I see no relation to him being "good" and any of the topics discussed here. 8th episode: He does have involvement with Asuna. Progressive tells their detailed story, but it has nothing to do here. Kirito in the classic novel already knew Asuna personally.9 episode: He helps the Liberation Army of Aincrad by sending them the dungeon map, which he always did, and which later on you discover that he did not in order to help anyone, but not to feel guilty for the deaths indirectly for him, that is, again at his own detriment. 12th episode: Try to help to find Yui's parents. And here you can argue that the fact that he helped Yui is inconsistent in relation to selfishness, but I apply the same things that I said in the example of Silica. Do you see a child all hurt and confused in the middle of a forest in a game of death? What would any normal person do, whether they are selfish or not? So, as I said, he genuinely wants to help others just because he helps a little bit, to finally become that good and wise guy we have in Alicization, who has more personal conflicts related to personal weakness than emotional relationships itself. His own journey with Eugeo is much more for Eugeo than for himself. There was no guarantee that he would ever be able to return to the human world. What happened there was that he was going on a journey with a partner, now with a real intention to help. And that is because we are talking about only one point in this development. Kirito grows on so many points that when I study the work myself, I discover things that I had not previously noticed. We haven't even touched on the countless promises he made from Aincrad to halfway through Alicization. Empty promises, which he could not keep. I will talk a little about them: "You will definitely be able to go back to the real world someday" -Kirito to Sachi. "I'm 99% sure that the Death Gun is just a rumor. I'll be fine" -Kirito for Asuna. "We will be able to restore Alice's memories and we will return to Rulid with her" -Kirito to Eugeo. "The three of us will come back together, safe and sound" - Kirito to Selka. Kirito has been making these promises since the beginning, and this comes as a shock when several of his companions die in the battle against the Church of Axiom. SAO is a well-planned story. Keep in mind that even the promises he made in Alicization are already a reflection of good planning, since it is an arc that begins in volume 9 and only comes to have this shock in volume 14, that is, there are five whole books for one thing from the back of the reflection in the front. This is a good structure. And that without considering the previous promises, from Aincrad, Fairy Dance, etc. Now, going back to a topic you touched on: PTSD. Well, you said that Kawahara did not prepare this "since always", but I will demonstrate here why it is only present in Phantom Bullet. And yes, again, it is consistent. I imagine I don't remember, but there is a scene in which Yui justifies why she felt like meeting Kirito and Asuna. Yui is an AI of the Cardinal System created with the intention of serving psychological assistance to players. For this reason, she was constantly monitoring each player, although the system prevented her from doing her job as in the Beta it was designed to do. Yui decided to meet Kirito and Asuna because their psychological state at that time was totally different from that of all the other players. After all they went through, they finally stopped their lives in order to grow up together, and it did them a lot of good, so much so that in numerous dialogues at the hut, Asuna mentions that she would not see a problem anymore if that game couldn’t be finished and who now no longer lived in fear. Anyway, the arc of Aincrad comes to an end, but the terror of the game of death does not disappear, because as Kirito himself says, the game does not end until he is able to get Asuna out of NerveGear. That is, Fairy Dance does not have time to breathe. It is an extremely dynamic sequence and that is why Kirito's suffering is not related to PTSD in this arc, but to something more like personal growth and the possibility of him being able to save Asuna or no. Now, with the end of Fairy Dance, then the conflicts of Aincrad have an "end" (I put in quotes because several times, the conflicts there reappear in some way or have some reflection later) and then the PTSD can end up having reflexes, because now the trauma is over, and PTSD is a post-traumatic disorder, not a disorder that happens during the trauma. And, well, in connection with what I said earlier, the trigger for PTSD is just a character from Caixão Sorridente. As I said, Aincrad conflicts that have a reflection on the front. And just concluding with facts to reinforce my point: the SAO web novel was written in 2002. You said that yourself, but you made a mistake. From 2002 to 2009 (from the web novel to the official light novel), there wasn’t just " small additions ", and yes, a huge overhaul of all the arcs was made. The Phantom Bullet arc, for example, has been completely rewritten. To reinforce this, it is enough to note that, although the story until Alicization Lasting (volume 18) was already completed in 2009, this same volume was only released in 2016, which is a very large launch window, since several Alicization volumes could come together and form one, as they are small. So it is not a random insertion or "out of nowhere", since all the arcs since the first were completely restructured and redesigned in the publication of the official light novel. You also quickly touched on the concept of Incarnation and once again made a faux pas. It is not an almost "exclusive" feature "from NerveGear. It is much more related to Seed than to NerveGear / AmuSphere / STL. That is, without also considering that all of this equipment has the same structural basis.1- Incarnation is not a plot device used only to make Kirito win the fight against Kayaba. It is a concept that is even philosophical, inserted in the work through forshadowings, like Asuna exceeding the system's limit speed (some cut in the anime, unfortunately), and worked as a mystery under the hood until Alicization. A similar case that I like to mention is that of the King's Haki in One Piece, which is a feature introduced in a very similar way to Incarnation and that also only comes to be explained much later, which demonstrates a good preparation of the work. 2- Not all girls fall in love with him, and in fact, those who fall in love are in the minority. I don't blame you for thinking about Silica, Sinon, Tiese, or whoever you are as a romantic interest, but the truth is that they are not. And, well, the anime has some original scenes that reinforce this idea a little, and there is not a fan of the work that likes these scenes, but even analyzing in the exclusive context of the anime, they do not fall in love with Kirito. It's just a little forcing that the directors like to do to encourage shipps to sell more, which doesn't make them legitimately passionate. Only the ratio of female characters is higher than that of male characters, which is more similar to Steins; Gate than Zero in Tsukaima, for example.3- And here Gary Stu's classic argument ... I honestly don't have much bag to discuss this specific topic because for me it is already obvious that he is not a Gary Stu, but as I do not consider any discussion irrelevant, I think it is worth just connecting with what I said in the lines above. It is not because a character is "badass" or strong that he is necessarily a Gary Stu, and that alone brings us back to the previous debate about his development. Kirito would be a Gary Stu, if you ignored the whole journey, suffering and evolution throughout the work. It is like saying that Madoka is a Mary Sue, disregarding everything that happened to her to reach the point that reached the end of the TV series. An example of a Gary Stu character is that protagonist of Isekai wa Smartphone, which, as is clear from consuming both series, is totally different from how Kirito is approached. And now, finally, a paragraph about Kayaba. As I had already prepared the ground before, I believe that here things are simple to be addressed. I will quote Tenshi no Tamago here, a work that I had the pleasure of knowing recently, but, again, if you haven't watched it, I won't tell you spoilers. There is a scene in Tenshi no Tamago in which the girl (she has no name) asks the man (also without a name) who he is. Then the man asks the girl the same question. Now, analyzing it superficially, there is not much information in this text of the work. There are simply two questions. But the fact is, these two questions say much more than just "Who are you?" Here we have the same case. Kayaba's "I don't know" at the end of Aincrad carries much more than an "interestingly, he had forgotten". As I said, this is an analysis of extreme superficiality ... Unlike some questionable villains in the series, Kayaba is not a bad villain. In fact, he is a great villain and has not even had his closure as a character, since he is still approached and expanded in the arcs to this day. This text that I'm doing is not about Kayaba, so I won't go into it here much, but I just want you to rethink this topic, because "I don't know" means much more than it appears to mean in a superficial view, like himself Alicization justifies this by showing Kayaba flashbacks (and again, the work wants you to complete things, not explain everything to you expositively). So, as I said earlier, SAO has a lot of implicit, a lot of implied, and a lot of under the hood. In fact, Progressive is not a retcon. There is a postscript by Kawahara in the first volume of Progressive where he comments on this. What happens is not exactly what you said there. You said that the original novel implied that they did not speak from the first floor and that this was even addressed by Agil in one of the first episodes of Aincrad, but in fact, we have some errors here, which I imagine were just problems of remembrance. Agil doesn’t imply that they haven’t spoken since the first floor, but rather comments that Kirito didn’t get along very well with Asuna (I’ll touch on that later). That said, the work does not imply that they did not speak well from the first floor, what it does imply is that they knew each other, but did not speak. And this is because the meeting against Kobold on the first floor is already Progressive material, that is, it was not in the original story. In other words, what the original story is to understand is that they did not speak much, but they had known each other for a while, and this is said by Kawahara himself in the afterword. The point of Progressive is not to be a retcon and to decanonize the original or to be an alternative universe. The point of Kawahara is that Progressive is canonical in the series as a whole, and this question of Kirito and Asuna is treated as an abyss narrative, and not as a retcon. As you may know, volume 1 of the novel is narrated by Kirito himself, almost like a diary, so there are texts where he comments that he and Asuna had never had dinner alone and things like that, but as I said, this is considered as a narrative in abyss (a story within a story) precisely because Kirito is the narrator. It is treated as a memory error. And in this, it is important to note that the anime worked very well. As much as I have my disagreements with episode 2, it alone demonstrates that Progressive is canonical, since it shows Kirito and Asuna meeting right on the first floor. Oh, and as for Agil's sentence, given that sentence and Asuna's introduction in the classic novel, it is presumably that there will eventually be a separation between them in the story of Progressive. I mean, the classic events are destined to happen, so Asuna will eventually join KoB and leave Kirito, thus giving rise to the "solo player" moments. Now, as this will be done just waiting to see, but I imagine it will end up being a fight, after all, so Agil's sentence would make total sense. So in summary, the changes that are made in Progressive are justified by narrative in abyss, and are not like a retcon that ignores the original. --- Okay, this here I think was not very clear between us before we started the debate here. It was clear to me that you had already read the novel (I don't know to what extent), but that I thought Kirito was bad in both works, so much so that I had spoken badly about Kawahara, so connecting the dots, I imagined it. So, like this ... Since you said that, I imagine that we may end up reaching a point in common at some point, because, making my opinion clear, I see Kirito in the novel as an excellent character with all the lyrics, and the Kirito of the anime as a decent character, that no matter how much he has his problems, it is not all this evil that people comment. And, yes, the consensus of the fandom is precisely not only that volume 1 of the novel is better than the adaptation of the anime, but that the novel as a whole is much better than the anime. We make a point of defending the anime because normally either offenses are made against the original material based on the anime, or the criticisms made of it are bizarrely wrong, as you can see in this two-hour video defending the anime from SAO, where sometimes nor does it seem that the guy is answering a serious argument, as far from reality or as subject the guy's argument is: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W4RnPX1dhl8First, you consider Kawahara to be a lousy author exclusively because of the "narrative addiction" (I don't think intellectual limitation is a suitable term) that you put on the table? Because if you have no criticism of the novel's Kirito, I assume that you consider him a character at least well written, and so I imagine you think about the other characters that follow (Asuna, Suguha, Sinon, Alice, Eugeo ...). And here's a caveat: I already knew about this apology, and I know that it is quite common for Kawahara to always apologize for something. Until then in volume 2 of the classic novel he apologizes for all the main characters in the side stories being girls. The guy literally thought that people could misinterpret side stories, which they still do today (sdhgyarhuwsqeyurh) and apologized for that. And, yes, I agree that a narrative addiction is not a good thing, but note that Kawahara's own attitude in apologizing for this already demonstrates his concern with the work, and not a compulsive willingness to sell, as is the basis for several other light novels written today. Not to mention the own evolution that each scene of sexual harassment in the work. Each is better worked than the other. In the case of Fairy Dance, it is basically a simple plot device. In the case of the Phantom Bullet, it has the context of the villain's psychopathic passion behind it, which in itself is better than a simple plot device. In the case of Alicization, there is a whole previous context and several debates inserted there so that the whole scene was well worked and structured, that is, it is not even a problematic scene in any way, that I still have to praise the direction of Alicization anime in that scene. The guy sent particularly better than the old director with all the care he took with this scene, although he still did his classic shit leaving a funny face on the villains. In conclusion, what I want to demonstrate is that, unlike you, who said that I don't see any problems in these scenes, I see individual problems in them (except in Alicization), but not necessarily in repetition, because the improvement in the work in each one of the scenes is progressive. So, yes, the author evolves a lot throughout the volumes. I don't know what you mean by "subliminally" at this point, but that's definitely not what I mean kkkk. As you said, there are several (if that word is enough, lol) monologues, like the one you mentioned, or those where Kirito questions the motivations of the smiling coffin, and information, such as about Aincrad's newspaper, or the sex system within SAO, which are completely cut off in the anime and not even implied. I could continue to cite here others that I did not mention in the previous text, such as Aincrad's anti-harassment system, but I think that my opinion about the inferiority of the anime and the superiority of the novel has already become clear, and as you yourself agree with that, there's no reason for me to be reasserting myself. What I mean is that the xp division system specifically, of all the information in the novel, is in the anime. When it is approached I definitely do not remember it, but it is I am sure it is, even because this information already existed in my head before I even thought about reading the novel, there in my first watched anime, in 2012 ~ 2014. If you ask me, I can try to look for exactly where it happens, but I don’t know if I’m tired of doing a search now, after this whole week of researching Machiavelli and the fucking kkkkkk, then probably my next answer would take a little longer . --- About Homura's paragraph, I just reaffirmed myself there because the arguments I used about bridges had already been mentioned in the first text or were discussed later, so there was no reason for me to repeat them there. And just reaffirming something else to make it clear here: of course I do not consider Kirito in the anime superior or in equal quality to Homura under any circumstances. I know that you probably understood this, but as this discussion is leaking a lot to other places, I think it's good to make it clear here so as not to get me wrong in any way. --- I don't understand how you can think of me as proving your point in the paragraph about Moonlight Black Cats. You said that they should be the main characters of the arc in a paragraph where you visibly criticize Reki Kawahara, so I demonstrate my point by the structure of the novel, after all, you were criticizing the author. (Change here): Just above, I said that I don't understand how you could think that I was proving your point, but I just realized why this confusion was caused. It turned out that I answered the part of the structure in my past text, but I forgot to answer the basis of your argument. I apologize for that. I decided to put this paragraph here instead of changing the first sentence of the previous one so as not to break the natural flow, because I didn't really remember to answer that point ... Anyway, answering him ... You are analyzing things again in a very superficial way. It is not as if "A" justification is the incident with the Moonlight Black Cats, but the set of everything, so much so that in the first episode (before the incident), it is already very clear that Kirito is a lonely person. This starts to intensify because of the events in episode 3, so it's definitely not an "A" justification, as you were treating. --- As for Klein, I think that the question of selfishness is precisely put to the test in a situation of life and death. In a world of extremely scarce resources like Aincrad, putting yourself in front of everyone, alone in that way is a selfish attitude. Of course, there is a justification behind this, after all, it is a life-and-death situation, but that is exactly what bothers Kirito and makes him grow: the fact that this attitude killed several people. Selfishness is not simply to stop lending something to someone or to stop helping someone. Now for the comments on the episodes: 3º- As I said, he joined the guild even though he knew they wouldn’t accept him if they knew he was a player of the lines from the front or a beater. He only came in because he hid his level. Lonely people are happy when they have attention, and that's how Kirito felt, welcomed. The last sentence of the Moonlight Black Cats leader alone illustrates what I mean: "You were a beater ... You had no right to be with us!" 4th - Here we have a problem. I referred exclusively to the rescue of Silica, as I made clear in the last sentence. What he said was not a lie, he only took advantage of that to get closer to Silica after he discovered her connection with Rosalia. As for the journey to save Pina, the part you are referring to is very simple: as you said yourself, he was being paid and took the opportunity to help Silica on the "path", after all, he is a good person. His selfishness was not put to the test for helping Silica. And as for what he says when confronting Rosalia, I imagine you are referring to his moralism when asking if she imagined how the guild leader felt. The point is that this is not incoherent at all, look: what would a good and selfish person do? A) It would help a bad cause for free B) It would help a bad cause by getting paid for it C) It would help a good cause for free D) It would help a good cause by getting paid for it Of course, the answer is the letter D ... Kirito, regardless of his selfishness, continues to see Rosalia as morally wrong, so I don't know where you want to go.5º- It is very clear that they have known each other for a long time even in the anime. As I said, it's not like someone is going to shit for a murder that took place in front of him, much less at the request of a close person. I mean, that was the fact that this murder is not just any PK, but a collective problem. Someone had allegedly been murdered in a safe area. Making a parallel, it is the same case of the blacksmith's bow on the second floor of Progressive. Such a problem could possibly harm Kirito too.8º- I expressed myself here using "classic novel" because you mentioned Progressive, but I meant "classic line", sorry for the misunderstanding. In anime, in the same way as in the novel, they already have involvement, as I already said at the beginning of the text.9º- It seems that here I ended up mixing anime with the novel. This conclusion that I presented is not exposed in the anime ... You can connect the ends and reach this conclusion, but it seems that this is not 100% clear there, at least not in the scenes that I took. I'm going to put an image showing what Kirito says, justifying the delivery of the information, but as I said, it seems that it really gets a little vague in the anime, so you can reach this conclusion of the novel or not. I don't think there is much to go on at this point anymore. I already said my opinion about the anime, so logically I agree that here the inferiority in relation to the novel is demonstrated.12º- Ah, yes, it is that you said that he tries to help the woman who took care of the orphanage, when in fact he will to her to seek help. You refer to the woman who knocks on the orphanage's door, but that helps. I need to make some considerations here. Notice that this is the scene where Kirito releases his famous phrase that says: "I prefer to help and regret it than not to help and regret it." Again, this does not conflict with what I said, since the problem falls on his lap, it is not as if he were distributing help around. And what would a high-level player with good intentions do in such a situation? Also note that, of all the attitudes already mentioned, this is the most "benevolent", since he is not gaining anything in return this time, which is interesting, because it is being taken right at the end of the Aincrad arc, that is, when he has already had considerable growth, and when he was already together with Asuna as a couple and with Yui as a daughter, which in itself already justifies a lot of things in his little heart. --- About Eugeo, as I said myself: "There was no guarantee that he would be able to return to the human world." Of course, Kirito wanted to somehow contact Kikouka, but the journey was completely uncertain, the solid objective was to find Alice, that is, Eugeo's mission. And yes, Kirito had no memories of his past interaction with him, but note that it never stopped him from helping him. From the beginning with all the first four episodes to take down the cedar giga, until the journey in search of Alice itself. --- What I want to point to with the question of promises is a consistency in the mistakes that Kirito has been making since the beginning, and how important this is for his shock at the end of the fight against Quinella and for his return in volume 18, not adapted yet. They are a personal craze for the character and have been there since the beginning of Aincrad, and they always have consequences, whether they are for him or for the people around him. --- About PTSD, as I said, the question of Yui is extremely important here. I don't know if you understood my point, but from your conclusions, you can already get to it. Kirito's PTSD is not related to the fact that he was trapped in SAO, not least because, as I said in the part where I addressed the issue of Yui, his and Asuna's psychological state was different from the psychological state of the average SAO player. Kirito's PTSD is related to the problems he had with the smiling coffin, especially regarding that invasion of their base (which, just making a single comment, already has angry forshadowings for volume 18, not yet adapted), and for that reason, only comes to manifest itself later, in that tense scene of Phantom Bullet, where he meets the Death Gun. The consequence (PTSD) is related to the cause, which are the conflicts with the Smiling Coffin, and not the prison within Aincrad. That's why Yui is so important and that's why I keep saying that SAO plays a lot of things for you to conclude. The idea is that you link one information to another, and not give it all to you in an unnatural way, but it turns out that a lot of people just don't make the relationship. --- About the changes from Web Novel to the official Light Novel, this is written in the afterword of Kawahara in volume 6 (end of the Phantom Bullet arc). I'll put a picture here. I don't know what you meant when you said you referred to Progressive. What I said had nothing to do with the relationship you made with Progressive, I just linked with what you said about the original line of Light Novel having been launched with small additions and said that it was not like that to reinforce the my point about the work being well prepared. As for the concept of Incarnation, I did not effectively link the use of it in the first arc with the use in Alicization because that was not the intention of the text. I just gave you a quick answer to a quick statement you made. We can even change the theme of the debate to Incarnation, but I think that joining with the current theme will not work very well. That said, if you want to see more in depth how this issue works, I highly recommend this video here, it works very well on this specific topic and explains this relationship well, except for the third type of Incarnation, which is present in Accel World, then no is very much the case here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2iUPo275TI4 But, no, it is not a plot-hole, and yes, there are differences between what happens in Aincrad and what happens in Alicization, after all, as you said, one is at the cerebral level and the other is at the quantum level. I'm glad that at least you didn't mention Sachi, Silica, Yui (yes, I've heard that), or whoever it is. As for Suguha and Lisbeth, yes, they fell in love with Kirito! That being that Suguha has a whole arc of her development focused on that, so I genuinely don’t know how anyone can view this or her as a problem, since the very conclusion of her development is based on overcoming that passion and starting to see and admire Kirito as he is for her, that is, as a brother. Lisbeth does not have a development arc as Suguha has, but it is clear that the conclusion of her episode is completely related to Asuna and quite simple, by the way. Now, if she liked a boy, but later found out that a friend of hers was already with that boy, she has nothing to do but forget about it and respect their relationship, and that is exactly what she does. Her drama with Kirito has no continuity in the narrative simply because he is finished, although she has a crush on him, and that is the magic. As for Sinon, this is basically a headcanon, so much so that the spin-off of the series itself irks this kkkkk.The topic about Gary Stu is already automatically discussed in the middle here, so it doesn't make much sense to isolate this discussion, so I supported myself on who had already spoken. --- I didn't mean that Kayaba "forgot who he was" in any way. I quoted Tenshi in Tamago to demonstrate how significant an assertion or question that can seem to be so "empty" can be. His purpose in making a game of death is already clear from the first episode, as I will show in the images below. The fact that he "forgot" at the end of the arc is just an apparently "empty" assertion, but one that says many things. Kayaba wanted to play God. He had something like a God complex, or delusions of grandeur, if I may say so. That dialogue with Kirito and Asuna at the end of Aincrad demonstrates that there was a clear deconstruction of him throughout his childhood, when he dreamed of a castle floating in the skies, until he went through his developer phase, when he was on the NerveGear project. and SAO, and even SAO itself, when he fought alongside all those people who wanted with all their strength to get rid of that place (some did not, but Kayaba fought on the front lines, where most of all that was the desire populacer). Do you see how it is meticulously worked? That's because it's not even closed yet. Unital Ring, the last arch, apparently will come with everything just to close this long arch of Kayaba, which has been worked little by little since the beginning of the work. Now yes, finishing the text. I want to apologize for the delay, since I had said that by the weekend, I probably would have managed to finish, but I ended up taking a little longer than that kk LLJ |
Jul 30, 2021 8:17 PM
#13
is there any character stronger than Madara Uchiha? blah blah blah you know the rest |
Jul 30, 2021 8:19 PM
#14
What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo. |
Jul 30, 2021 8:32 PM
#15
Every fiber of my soul tells me to use a throwaway .Every.single.One Chicken. It's what for Dinner. Or, at least that was the plan. The house sat alone, cold quiet and dark. I saw it in the distance as the school bus churned its way down the road and deposited my 11yo self by the steps of the much nicer house next door. I barely took notice of the skies darkening with thick clouds taunting everyone else with the chance of rain. No my friends, the only thing I fixated my gaze on was the empty driveway. My parents had gone fishing. I smiled through my clenched teeth and thoughtfully patted my penis. We were about to embark on a journey together like no other. The last day of innocence. I was an innocent boy until I walked into that kitchen and was forever changed. I promise you this. When I opened the refrigerator door to fuel up before game time I never intended my hormones to duel with my sense of logic in a quick second battle that surely resulted in the death of my common sense from that day before. Sitting on the second shelf was was an 8lb Frank Perdue Chicken. Raw, oily and perched with its rear cavity inches from my flaccid penis. I picked it up and raised it to my chest. For a moment, only me and that chicken existed in the whole universe and I had to have her. Before I could change my mind I slammed the door shut and bolted into my bedroom and under the blankets. I dug my finger nails deep into the plastic and started tearing it open all the whilst my once flaccid tiny penis had morphed into what I believed at that moment into a rock hard three inch sword of epic proportions. Under my bed, a jar of Vaseline was retrieved and I applied it liberally to my meat thermometer. I positioned the rear cavity of the chicken beside my pillow and aimed myself into a docking position and lowered my body almost to the point of contact. I stopped. This wasn't right I thought. I couldn't do this. It was just so wrong and my 11yo morals forbade me. I knew what the right thing to do was. I hopped off of the bed and peaked around the corner. The coast was clear. Like a ninja I darted into my parents room and flung up the closet door and there it was. It was long, silky and green with gorgeous lace trimmings on the sleeve and collar. I pulled down my treasure from the rack and went to dress up my chicken lover. I slipped the nightgown under its thin fragile wings and smiled at my creativity. Now she wouldn't just feel like a woman, that chicken would look like one too. I was ready now. So close to the edge of no return. My dick was throbbing in anticipation and I knew within minutes I would achieve the holy grail of inter-species love making. I slipped inside her canal with great anticipation. Finally, I would unlock the knowledge of what real sex felt like. Not teddy bear humping or greasy palm lovemaking but real sex. I gave it one or two pumps with my pistol but deep in my heart I knew something wasn't right. This couldn't be what a vagina felt like, could it? I withdraw and used my fingers to spread apart the cavity and see what was going on in there. I could see some obstacle, something obstructing my passage into ecstasy. It was a bag of gizzards/chicken livers tucked into the rear cavity of the chicken. It was far too gross to touch for long. I stuffed it back inside and brought the chicken back into the kitchen. I grabbed a sharp knife and using my fingers determined where the fleshiest part of the chicken was and proceeded to stab a small hole. I stuck my finger into my newly created gloryhole and was satisfied that I was indeed a clever boy. I should have stopped at that point. But the little hole I created felt so lifelike that it would be shame not to go the extra mile. A woman must feel warm inside I remember thinking. Not cold like a dead stiff bird. Fuck it. I opened the microwave door, set the timer and waited while she warmed up. I was beyond horny at this point. I grabbed the plate, ignoring the pain from the heat and tossed the chicken on the bed, quickly redressing her in the green nightgown and propped her up so the new hole was inches from my penis. Penetration was successful. My penis glided between the fleshy tissue and with great passion I made in and out motions. At first I could only get in so far, but eventually the muscles gave way and I was deep inside her. I rubbed her breast and kissed her chest. I fucked her with so much pent up love that her wings snapped under my weight. I was lovemaking! I was so proud of myself. In under a minute I sputtered inside of her and collapsed into a pile of boy. I remember laying there in sheer awe of what just happened. Fate, being the bastard that it was, decided that I would have no recover time to take my lover on a second round of love. I hear the front door being creaked open and my parents laughing at some inside joke. In a panic, I threw on pajama bottoms and a t shirt and walked into the hallway to greet them. I asked them about their catch of the day ... I didn't hear every word. Everything that was said to me was jumbled. "Catfish, Bugs, Didn't catch dinner, having chicken instead" Chicken My chest tightened. I couldn't breath. I fucked dinner. My poor parents didn't catch dinner tonight. That chicken ... My beautiful chicken lover ... Was dinner. As my mother reached for the handle of the fridge, I knew there was nothing I could do. The moment was frozen in time. I leaned againt the wall for the support. The microwave door was still open and the knife, glistening with chicken juice and a greasy handle was in plain sight. The dog whimpered, surely feeling my pain and trotted off to ignore the impending doom. I began to feel light headed and dizzy. A bright white light surrounded me. I thought surely death had taken me. I heard my name being called in the distance and I regained my composure. The bright light vanished when the door was shut and I flicked a piece of chicken skin off my arm and listened as my parents argued over the existance of said chicken. I wasn't sure I believed in God but I prayed anyway. In a flash of sheer brillance I suggested ordering pizza and they stopped arguing. There was talk about coupons and toppings. For once I didn't care that my father wanted pineapple or my mother hated Pepperoni. I agreed with everything. For that 30 minutes between the fridge and the headlights of the pizza guy pulling into the driveway I thought that I had indeed willed the universe to my demands. That was, until the doorbell rang. Two little noises- Ding Dong, changed my life forever. Like a bat out of hell, the dog, hearing the doorbell came bolting out of my bedroom, running with all his might to the backdoor. His penis, unsheethed, and rigid stood out like a pink taffy in a black and white video. I heard my mother scream and my dad opening the door to greet the pizza guy. In his mouth was a gnarled chicken carcass dressed in my mothers nightgown. I ran towards the dog, grabbing the chicken from his mouth and throwing it across the room as hard as I could. The dog took off after it, mounted it and began humping it while my mother attempted to snatch her gown from the grips of the dog. She yelled for my dad, who sat the pizza down on the counter and finally managed to free the chicken. Life changed that day. The three of us sat in silence. My father threw away the chicken, my mother put her nightgown in the wash and the pizza sat untouched on the countertop. It was never spoken of again. TL/DR Fucked Dinner, had an orgy with the dog |
Jul 31, 2021 12:14 AM
#16
You swine. You vulgar little maggot. You worthless bag of filth. As they say in Texas. I’ll bet you couldn’t pour !@#$ out of a boot with instructions on the heel. You are a canker. A sore that won’t go away. I would rather kiss a lawyer than be seen with you. You’re a putrescent mass, a walking vomit. You are a spineless little worm deserving nothing but the profoundest contempt. You are a jerk, a cad, a weasel. Your life is a monument to stupidity. You are a stench, a revulsion, a big suck on a sour lemon. You are a bleating foal, a curdled staggering mutant dwarf smeared richly with the effluvia and offal accompanying your alleged birth into this world. An insensate, blinking calf, meaningful to nobody, abandoned by the puke-drooling, giggling beasts who sired you and then killed themselves in recognition of what they had done. I will never get over the embarrassment of belonging to the same species as you. You are a monster, an ogre, a malformation. I barf at the very thought of you. You have all the appeal of a paper cut. Lepers avoid you. You are vile, worthless, less than nothing. You are a weed, a fungus, the dregs of this earth. And did I mention you smell? Try to edit your responses of unnecessary material before attempting to impress us with your insight. The evidence that you are a nincompoop will still be available to readers, but they will be able to access it more rapidly. You snail-skulled little rabbit. Would that a hawk pick you up, drive its beak into your brain, and upon finding it rancid set you loose to fly briefly before spattering the ocean rocks with the frothy pink shame of your ignoble blood. May you choke on the queasy, convulsing nausea of your own trite, foolish beliefs. You are weary, stale, flat and unprofitable. You are grimy, squalid, nasty and profane. You are foul and disgusting. You’re a fool, an ignoramus. Monkeys look down on you. Even sheep won’t have sex with you. You are unreservedly pathetic, starved for attention, and lost in a land that reality forgot. And what meaning do you expect your delusional self-important statements of unknowing, inexperienced opinion to have with us? What fantasy do you hold that you would believe that your tiny-fisted tantrums would have more weight than that of a leprous desert rat, spinning rabidly in a circle, waiting for the bite of the snake? You are a waste of flesh. You have no rhythm. You are ridiculous and obnoxious. You are the moral[size] equivalent of a leech. You are a living emptiness, a meaningless void. You are sour and senile. You are a disease, you puerile one-handed slack-jawed drooling meat slapper. On a good day you’re a half-wit. You remind me of drool. You are deficient in all that lends character. You have the personality of wallpaper. You are dank and filthy. You are asinine and benighted. You are the source of all unpleasantness. You spread misery and sorrow wherever you go. You smarmy lager lout git. You bloody woofter sod. Bugger off, pillock. You grotty wanking oink artless base-court apple-john. You clouted boggish foot-licking twit. You dankish clack-dish plonker. You gormless crook-pated tosser. You churlish boil-brained clotpole ponce. You cockered bum-bailey poofter. You craven dewberry pisshead cockup pratting naff. You gob-kissing gleeking flap-mouthed coxcomb. You dread-bolted fobbing beef-witted clapper-clawed flirt-gill. You are a fiend and a coward, and you have bad breath. You are degenerate, noxious and depraved. I feel debased just for knowing you exist. I despise everything about you, and I wish you would go away. I cannot believe how incredibly stupid you are. I mean rock-hard stupid. Dehydrated-rock-hard stupid. Stupid so stupid that it goes way beyond the stupid we know into a whole different dimension of stupid. You are trans-stupid stupid. Meta-stupid. Stupid collapsed on itself so far that even the neutrons have collapsed. Stupid gotten so dense that no intellect can escape. Singularity stupid. Blazing hot mid-day sun on Mercury stupid. You emit more stupid in one second than our entire galaxy emits in a year. Quasar stupid. Your writing has to be a troll. Nothing in our universe can really be this stupid. Perhaps this is some primordial fragment from the original big bang of stupid. Some pure essence of a stupid so uncontaminated by anything else as to be beyond the laws of physics that we know. I’m sorry. I can’t go on. This is an epiphany of stupid for me. After this, you may not hear from me again for a while. I don’t have enough strength left to deride your ignorant questions and half baked comments about unimportant trivia, or any of the rest of this drivel. Duh. The only thing worse than your logic is your manners. I have snipped away most of what you wrote, because, well... it didn’t really say anything. Your attempt at constructing a creative flame was pitiful. I mean, really, stringing together a bunch of insults among a load of babbling was hardly effective... Maybe later in life, after you have learned to read, write, spell, and count, you will have more success. True, these are rudimentary skills that many of us ”normal” people take for granted that everyone has an easy time of mastering. But we sometimes forget that there are ”challenged” persons in this world who find these things more difficult. If I had known that this was your case then I would have never read your post. It just wouldn’t have been ”right”. Sort of like parking in a handicap space. I wish you the best of luck in the emotional, and social struggles that seem to be placing such a demand on you. P.S.: You are hypocritical, greedy, violent, malevolent, vengeful, cowardly, deadly, mendacious, meretricious, loathsome, despicable, belligerent, opportunistic, barratrous, contemptible, criminal, fascistic, bigoted, racist, sexist, avaricious, tasteless, idiotic, brain-damaged, imbecilic, insane, arrogant, deceitful, demented, lame, self-righteous, byzantine, conspiratorial, satanic, fraudulent, libelous, bilious, splenetic, spastic, ignorant, clueless, illegitimate, harmful, destructive, dumb, evasive, double-talking, devious, revisionist, narrow, manipulative, paternalistic, fundamentalist, dogmatic, idolatrous, unethical, cultic, diseased, suppressive, controlling, restrictive, malignant, deceptive, dim, crazy, weird, dystopic, stifling, uncaring, plantigrade, grim, unsympathetic, jargon-spouting, censorious, secretive, aggressive, mind-numbing, arassive, poisonous, flagrant, self-destructive, abusive, socially-retarded, puerile, clueless, and generally NOT GOOD. |
Jul 31, 2021 12:40 AM
#17
sad, my favorite copypasta is in indonesian, wangy stuff in english, perhaps it's the "stop posting about among us" one |
Jul 31, 2021 1:39 AM
#18
It's a long one. Every Bro down in Gainsville liked Leg Day a lot… But Chad, who lived just north of Gainsville, did NOT. Chad hated Leg Day, he saw Leg Day as treason! Now please don’t ask why. No one quite knows the reason. It could be that his belt wasn’t fastened just right. It could be, perhaps, that his glutes were too tight. But I think that the most likely reason of all, May have been that his quads were two sizes too small. Whatever the reason, his glutes or his clothes, He stood there on Bench Day, hating the Bros. Staring down from mom’s basement with a sour, Chaddy frown At the chalk and plates that littered the town. For he knew every Bro down in Gainsville below Was busy now, making their bulging legs grow “And they’re curling their hamstrings!” he snarled with a sneer, “Tomorrow is Leg Day! It’s practically here” His stomach growled, with his Chad fingers furiously fapping, “I MUST find some way to stop Leg Day from happening!” For tomorrow, he knew, the Bro boys and grills Would wake and put on their belts, wraps, and frills And then! Oh, the squats! Oh, the Squats! Squats! Squats! Squats! That’s one thing he hated! The SQUATS! Squats! Squats! Squats! Then the Bros, young and old, would squat so very deep. And they’d squat deep, and deep, and deep! DEEP! DEEP! DEEP! They’d squat deep with Eleiko bars, nothing slightly more cheap! Which was something that gave old Chad frights in his sleep! And THEN, they’d do something he liked least of all. Every Bro down in Gainsville, the manlets and the tall. Would stand around the squat rack, with barbells adjusting They’d lie on the floor, and then start hip-thrusting! They’d thrust! And they’d thrust! And they’d thrust! THRUST! THRUST! THRUST! And the more that Chad thought of this Bro hip-thrusting, The more that Chad thought: “I must stop this whole thing!” “Why, for my whole creatine cycle I’ve put up with it now!” “I must stop Leg Day from coming! But HOW?” Then he got an idea. An awful idea! CHAD GOT A WONDERFUL, AWFUL IDEA! “I know just what to do!” Chad laughed, flexed his lat And he stuffed his loose pants to make him look fat! And glued pubes to his face: “You mirin my trips?” “With this beard and this fat, I’ll look just like Mark Rip!” “All I need is a fat powerlifter…” Chad looked around, But since fat powerlifters die young, there was none to be found. Did that stop old Chad? No! Chad simply said, “If I can’t find a lifter, I’ll make one instead!” So he called his hambeast Stacy. Then he shaved her head. Gave her a singlet, made her look inbred. Then he loaded some tubs, and some old Mutant bags Threw skis on a squat rack and strapped up his hag Then Chad said “MUH GAINS” and the rack teetered down, Towards the gyms where the bros power-napped in their town All the shakers were empty. Protein farts filled the air. All the Bros were all dreaming of Zyzz without care. When Chad came to the first gym on the square. “This is Bro number one”, Chad Rippetoe hissed And he muscle-upped to the roof, empty tubs in his fist Then he slid down the chimney, benching bricks with wide grip If Real Mark could do it, then so could Chad Rip! He got pinned only once, just like three plates and two But he shame-rolled out, and threw the fireplace flew Where the little Bro shaker cups hung in a row “These shakers” he grinned, “will give gains to no Bro!” Then he benched, and he curled, with physique unaesthetic Around the whole gym, and leaving nothing athletic! Barbells! Bumper plates! Safety bars! Chalk! Leg extensions! Hamstring curls! All the leg-training stock! And he stuffed them in tubs, and Chad, very dimly Threw the tubs like a Mutant, up through the chimney! Then he marched to the fridge, he took the Bros’ gains! He took the Bros’ GOMAD, he took the multigrains! He emptied their fridge like a grill with high test Why, Chad even took their very last chicken breast. He pounded their gains like his shakes, back to back “And now!” grinned Chad, “I will steal their squat rack!” And Chad grabbed the rack, and turned quickly to flee For he heard quite a sound: A deafening REEEEEEEEE! He saw a small Bro near the door he came through Why this little manlet wasn’t more than 6’2”! Little Scooby Y-you-Too he was named by his crew Chad had been caught by this robot deep-squatter Who’d got out of bed for protein and water. He stared at Chad and said “Rippetoe, why?” “What are you taking our squat rack, why?” But you know, old Chad was so smart and redpilled, He thought up a lie, he felt very skilled! “Why, my sweet sempai” the fake Rippy-toe lied, A bar in this cage won’t unrack on one side! So I’m taking it back to Wichita, Bro, Fix it, return, and watch your quads grow!” And his lie fooled the robot, he patted his glutes, And he got him some tuna and talked about sloots And Scooby Y-you-Too went back to his bed Chad looked like smug frog as the plan went ahead! The last thing he took was the preworkout mix He snorted some quickly to get a quick fix In the gym he left nothing but treadmills for the chicks The one lifting thing that Chad had left on the step Was a small speck of chalk, too little for one rep. Then he did the same thing to the other Bro gyms! Leaving too little chalk, stealing other Bro stims It was quarter past dawn, all the Bros, still asleep All the Bros still napping when about Chad did creep He packed up his rack-sleigh with equipment he took! The glute machines! The dumbbells! The sleeves! The last SS book! Three thousand feet up! Up the side of Mt. Pumpit, Chad rode with his load to the edge just to dump it! “You mirin, you Bros?” he was devilishly humming “They’re realizing now that no Leg Day is coming!” “They’re waking up now, I know just what they’ll do!” “They’ll cry to their Rippetoe, and Zyzz, Scooby too!” “The Bros down in Gainsville will cry out Y-you too!” “That’s a noise”, grinned Chad, “That I simply must hear!” So he paused. And Chad put his hand to his ear And he did hear a sound rising up from the gym It started in low, it started quite dim But the sound wasn’t sad! Why, it sounded like aesthetics! It was the sound of the bros discussing genetics! He stared down at Gainsville! Chad felt such disgust! He shook and he trembled, he even cussed! Every Bro down in Gainsville, manlets and tall! Were hip-thrusting each other! With no barbells at all! He hadn’t stopped Leg Day from coming! IT CAME! Somehow or other, it came just the same And Chad, with his deep brow furled, in the snow, Stood puzzling and puzzling: “How could it be so?” “It came without squat racks! It came without shoes!” “It came without lifting plugs, coaches or cues!” And he puzzled five minutes, till his puzzler was sore. Then Chad thought of something he hadn’t before “Maybe Leg Day” he thought “doesn’t come from a rack” “Maybe Leg Day, perhaps, is when Bros have your back” And what happened then? Well…in Gainsville they say, That Chad’s tiny quads grew three sizes that day! And the minute his glutes didn’t feel so tight He brought back the gear to make Leg Day right And the Bros let him train, and with all of his might Learned how to squat for the first time that night. |
Jul 31, 2021 1:40 AM
#19
You ever type an original shit post only to learn there is a two thousand character limit. Its such a shame that Discord's high end server system with thousands upon thousands, millions upon millions of servers cannot handle me simply typing more than two thousands letters, numbers, symbols, emotes, and spaces. You would think with the amount of money they get from people purchasing Discord Nitro and Discord Nitro Classic that they would be able to raise the limit on the amount of characters I am able to type, but no, instead we are left to suffer with a limit of two thousand characters and simply nothing more. What is instead of an ordinary shit-post I wish to type a formal essay on the negative effects of fossil fuel usage in our world, or simply type the letter a five thousand times. Now, as for the reasoning behind the limit it could be to also not have one person's message take up an entire screen and to be considerate of the fact there are more people trying to type in the channel I wish to occupy in my text block, but what Discord fails to realize is that I simply do not care about other people. I wish to have my entire rant take up a screen full, or maybe even two or three screens full in order to make my point. What if I wish to share a funny copy pasta, but I accidentally went over the character limit and do not wish to manually count the characters to see where to split the copy pasta into multiple characters. Maybe Discord and the company needs to learn to be considerate of its consumers as to raise this limit to three, or even five thousand characters, as to let people like me be able to fully express themselves without having to worry about if I cross an arbitrary limit that was set in order to stop me from creating the message I typed my heart out for. Well, I have had enough of this limit which is why I stand before you expressing my problems with the two thousand character limit by typing a one thousand nine hundred and ninety nine character essay. (this was made before the discord nitro update) oh yeah also the haruhi one Okay, asking somebody how long they believed in Santa Claus is so stupid you can't even consider the topic suitable for idle conversation. But if you still wanna know how long I believed in an old fat guy who wears a funky red suit, I can tell you this, I've never believed in him, ever. The Santa that showed up at my kindergarten Christmas festival? I knew he was fake. And I never saw mommy kissing Santa Claus or anything. But I have to say that even as a little kid I knew better than to believe in some old man that only worked one day a year. Now, having said that, it wasn't until I got older that I realized aliens, time travelers, ghosts, monsters, espers, evil syndicates, and the anime/manga/fantasy flick heroes that fight said evil syndicates were also fake. Okay, I guess I always knew those things were bogus, I just didn't want to admit it. All I ever wanted was for an alien, time traveler, ghost, monster, esper, evil syndicate or the hero that fought him to just appear and say, "Hey! Unfortunately, reality is a hard road indeed." Yep. You gotta admit, the laws of physics definitely puts a damper on things. I even stopped watching those T.V. shows about aliens and ghosts and stuff. Aliens, time travelers, espers? Of course they don't exist. But a little part of me wishes that they did. I guess I've grown up and realized that I can think about those things and still accept reality. But by the time I got out of junior high, I pretty much outgrew that kinda stuff. And I guess I got used to the idea of living in an ordinary world. And just like that, I was in high school. And that's when I met her... (and legit the Haruhi op JUST PLAYED when I submitted this OP, what luck LOL) |
Has a 8.60 mean score Akasaka > Other Mangakas |
Jul 31, 2021 4:08 AM
#20
SadMadoka said: Hahaha so glad to see this one. It’s the only one I knew so it is by default my favourite.What the fuck did you just fucking say about me, you little bitch? I'll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I've been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I'm the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the fuck out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my fucking words. You think you can get away with saying that shit to me over the Internet? Think again, fucker. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You're fucking dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that's just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable ass off the face of the continent, you little shit. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little "clever" comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your fucking tongue. But you couldn't, you didn't, and now you're paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will shit fury all over you and you will drown in it. You're fucking dead, kiddo. |
Jul 31, 2021 8:32 PM
#21
Suppose that you were sitting down at this table. The napkins are in front of you, which napkin would you take? The one on your ‘left’? Or the one on your ‘right’? The one on your left side? Or the one on your right side? Usually you would take the one on your left side. That is ‘correct’ too. But in a larger sense on society, that is wrong. Perhaps I could even substitute ‘society’ with the ‘Universe’. The correct answer is that ‘It is determined by the one who takes his or her own napkin first.’ …Yes? If the first one takes the napkin to their right, then there’s no choice but for others to also take the ‘right’ napkin. The same goes for the left. Everyone else will take the napkin to their left, because they have no other option. This is ‘society’… Who are the ones that determine the price of land first? There must have been someone who determined the value of money, first. The size of the rails on a train track? The magnitude of electricity? Laws and Regulations? Who was the first to determine these things? Did we all do it, because this is a Republic? Or was it Arbitrary? NO! The one who took the napkin first determined all of these things! The rules of this world are determined by that same principle of ‘right or left?’! In a Society like this table, a state of equilibrium, once one makes the first move, everyone must follow! In every era, this World has been operating by this napkin principle. And the one who ‘takes the napkin first’ must be someone who is respected by all. It’s not that anyone can fulfill this role… Those that are despotic or unworthy will be scorned. And those are the ‘losers’. In the case of this table, the ‘eldest’ or the ‘Master of the party’ will take the napkin first… Because everyone ‘respects’ those individuals. |
Jul 31, 2021 8:43 PM
#22
I personally like this one of a chess grandmaster's response to being accused of cheating in an online tournament in 2020 Are you kidding ??? What the **** are you talking about man ? You are a biggest looser i ever seen in my life ! You was doing PIPI in your pampers when i was beating players much more stronger then you! You are not proffesional, because proffesionals knew how to lose and congratulate opponents, you are like a girl crying after i beat you! Be brave, be honest to yourself and stop this trush talkings!!! Everybody know that i am very good blitz player, i can win anyone in the world in single game! And "w"esley "s"o is nobody for me, just a player who are crying every single time when loosing, ( remember what you say about Firouzja ) !!! Stop playing with my name, i deserve to have a good name during whole my chess carrier, I am Officially inviting you to OTB blitz match with the Prize fund! Both of us will invest 5000$ and winner takes it all! I suggest all other people who's intrested in this situation, just take a look at my results in 2016 and 2017 Blitz World championships, and that should be enough... No need to listen for every crying babe, Tigran Petrosyan is always play Fair ! And if someone will continue Officially talk about me like that, we will meet in Court! God bless with true! True will never die ! Liers will kicked off... |
Aug 5, 2021 8:46 PM
#23
Also, the pasta below was a bit of a meme in the MAL forums for a while, props to anyone who remembers this one Overrated is right behind "pretentious" in my list of worst criticisms. When people say that something is overrated, what they're really saying is that they're upset by people finding some sort of enjoyment in a medium designed mainly to - you guessed it, provide enjoyment. It's a really shallow criticism and kind of nasty in its intent. TL;DR When someone says something is overrated that means they didn't like it but a lot of people do. The moment you use the term "Overrated", you lose the argument. I don't think it can even be considered as a criticism. Criticism implies a thoughtful comment on the artifact, not whether you liked it or not (criticism should be how you liked it or not). Just because YOU didn't like Demon Slayer but a thousand other did doesn't make it overrated. I don't understand how the mind of a person who unironically uses the term "Overrated" works.. The term basically boil down to "Stop liking what I don't like!" only said with bigger words and shit. Stop using the term overrated, it makes you look like a tryhard wannabe critic who ran out of valid criticisms. The cherry on top of this hilarity is that the first couple of sentences are literally copy-pasted from a 7 yo reply to a Reddit post... The forumite who originally posted this on the MAL forums literally admitted to doing that too. |
Aug 6, 2021 11:05 PM
#25
Opticflash said: I personally like this one of a chess grandmaster's response to being accused of cheating in an online tournament in 2020 Are you kidding ??? What the **** are you talking about man ? You are a biggest looser i ever seen in my life ! You was doing PIPI in your pampers when i was beating players much more stronger then you! You are not proffesional, because proffesionals knew how to lose and congratulate opponents, you are like a girl crying after i beat you! Be brave, be honest to yourself and stop this trush talkings!!! Everybody know that i am very good blitz player, i can win anyone in the world in single game! And "w"esley "s"o is nobody for me, just a player who are crying every single time when loosing, ( remember what you say about Firouzja ) !!! Stop playing with my name, i deserve to have a good name during whole my chess carrier, I am Officially inviting you to OTB blitz match with the Prize fund! Both of us will invest 5000$ and winner takes it all! I suggest all other people who's intrested in this situation, just take a look at my results in 2016 and 2017 Blitz World championships, and that should be enough... No need to listen for every crying babe, Tigran Petrosyan is always play Fair ! And if someone will continue Officially talk about me like that, we will meet in Court! God bless with true! True will never die ! Liers will kicked off... I guess he doesn't have an adult soul of a father |
Aug 6, 2021 11:32 PM
#26
My favorite copypasta would be this. Bolivia staged coup 2019 玻利维亚上演政变2019 North Dakota Access Pipeline Protests 北达科他州接入管道抗议 Ferguson Riots 弗格森暴动 2017 St. Louis protests2017年圣路易斯抗议活动 Nuclear testing at Bikini Atoll 比基尼环礁的核试验 Unite the Right rally 团结右集会 Charlotte riots 夏洛特暴动 Attack on the Sui-ho Dam 袭击穗河水坝 Milwaukee riots 密尔沃基骚乱 Shooting of Alton Sterling and Philando Castile 奥尔顿·斯特林和菲兰多·卡斯蒂利亚的射击 Occupation of the Malheur NationalWildlife Refuge Malheur国家野生动物保护区的占领 death of Freddie Gray 弗雷迪·格雷的死 Shooting of Michael Brown迈克尔·布朗的拍摄 death of Eric Garner, Oakland California 奥克兰奥克兰市埃里克·加纳(Eric Garner)逝世 Operation Condor 神鹰行动 Occupy WallStreet 占领华尔街 My Lai Massacre 我的大屠杀 St. Petersburg, Florida 佛罗里达州圣彼得堡 Kandahar Massacre 坎大哈屠杀 1992Washington Heights riots 1992年华盛顿高地暴动 No Gun Ri Massacre 无枪杀案 L.A. Rodney King riots 洛杉矶罗德尼·金暴动 1979 Greensboro Massacre 1979年格林斯伯勒大屠杀 Vietnam War 越南战争 Kent State shootings肯特州枪击案 Bombing of Tokyo 轰炸东京 San Francisco Police Department Park Station bombing 旧金山警察局公园站爆炸案 Assassination of MartinLuther King, Jr. 小马丁·路德·金遭暗杀。 Long Hot Summer of 1967 1967年炎热的夏天 Bagram 巴格拉姆 Selma to Montgomery marches 塞尔玛到蒙哥马利游行 Highway of Death 死亡之路 Ax Handle Saturday 星期六斧头 Battle of Evarts 埃瓦茨战役 Battle ofBlair Mountain 布莱尔山战役 McCarthyism 麦卡锡主义 Red Summer 红色夏天 Rock Springs massacre 岩泉大屠杀 Pottawatomie massacre 盆大屠杀 Jeju uprising 济州起义 Colfaxmassacre 科尔法克斯大屠杀 Reading Railroad massacre 阅读铁路大屠杀 and this one. A bit similar with the above, but was made by different person: North Dakota Access Pipeline Protests 北达科他州接入管道抗议 Ferguson Riots 弗格森暴动 2017 St. Louis protests2017年圣路易斯抗议活动 Nuclear testing at Bikini Atoll 比基尼环礁的核试验 Unite the Right rally 团结右集会 Charlotte riots 夏洛特暴动 Attack on the Sui-ho Dam 袭击穗河水坝 Milwaukee riots 密尔沃基骚乱 Shooting of Alton Sterling and Philando Castile 奥尔顿·斯特林和菲兰多·卡斯蒂利亚的射击 Occupation of the Malheur NationalWildlife Refuge Malheur国家野生动物保护区的占领 death of Freddie Gray 弗雷迪·格雷的死 Shooting of Michael Brown迈克尔·布朗的拍摄 death of Eric Garner, Oakland California 奥克兰奥克兰市埃里克·加纳(Eric Garner)逝世 Operation Condor 神鹰行动 Occupy WallStreet 占领华尔街 My Lai Massacre 我的大屠杀 St. Petersburg, Florida 佛罗里达州圣彼得堡 Kandahar Massacre 坎大哈屠杀 1992Washington Heights riots 1992年华盛顿高地暴动 No Gun Ri Massacre 无枪杀案 L.A. Rodney King riots 洛杉矶罗德尼·金暴动 1979 Greensboro Massacre 1979年格林斯伯勒大屠杀 Vietnam War 越南战争 Kent State shootings肯特州枪击案 Bombing of Tokyo 轰炸东京 San Francisco Police Department Park Station bombing 旧金山警察局公园站爆炸案 Assassination of MartinLuther King, Jr. 小马丁·路德·金遭暗杀。 Long Hot Summer of 1967 1967年炎热的夏天 Bagram 巴格拉姆 Selma to Montgomery marches 塞尔玛到蒙哥马利游行 Highway of Death 死亡之路 Ax Handle Saturday 星期六斧头 Battle of Evarts 埃瓦茨战役 Battle ofBlair Mountain 布莱尔山战役 McCarthyism 麦卡锡主义 Red Summer 红色夏天 Rock Springs massacre 岩泉大屠杀 Pottawatomie massacre 盆大屠杀 Jeju uprising 济州起义 Colfaxmassacre 科尔法克斯大屠杀 Reading Railroad massacre 阅读铁路大屠杀 Rock Springs massacre 岩泉大屠杀 Bay viewMassacre 湾景大屠杀 Lattimer massacre 拉蒂默大屠杀 Ludlow massacre 拉德洛屠杀 Everett massacre 埃弗里特屠杀Centralia Massacre 中部大屠杀 Ocoee massacre Ocoee大屠杀 Herrin Massacre 赫林大屠杀 Redwood Massacre红木大屠杀 Columbine Mine Massacre 哥伦拜恩矿难 Guantanamo Bay 关塔那摩湾 extraordinary rendition 非凡的演绎 Abu Ghraib torture and prison abuse 阿布格莱布的酷刑和监狱虐待 Henry Kissinger 亨利·基辛格 |
Aug 6, 2021 11:35 PM
#27
I wanna fuck Johnny Joestar, yeah, but I'm not gay. Why is it gay to wanna fuck one dude? Like I'd just fuck Johnny, I don't wanna fuck any other dudes, you can fuck one dude and still be perfectly straight. I know for a fact I only wanna fuck Johnny because I tried jerking off to Gyro and Funny Valentine and I came sure but it took me like 2 minutes longer than when I'm looking at Johnny Joestar Rule 34. I just think his pants are cute, okay? I don't think he'd even feel it if I put my dick in his ass because he's a cripple. That's probably why I wanna fuck him, just because I'm curious to see if his tight little asshole can feel anything or if his cock can get hard and if he can feel how tight and warm my asshole is with it. Johnny was probably supposed to be a girl anyway and Araki just forgot, I mean look at his long beautiful hair and his round girlish ass, men don't look like that. Why is it so gay that I jerk off to Johnny Joestar hentai? Why is it so gay to fantasize about how his limp cripple legs would feel flopping around and slamming into your body while you rush his quivering asshole with a flurry of cock punches? I really don't get why that's gay. |
Aug 7, 2021 12:35 PM
#28
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Some of you never watched Bakugan Battle Brawlers on TeleToon in 2008 and it shows. |
Aug 7, 2021 5:11 PM
#29
There was an old tumblr meme where people thought the gifset of a bird going to a chocolate fountain was animal cruelty and should be taken down. The gifset was from an Adam Sandler movie. Someone was angry enough at the gif that their phrasing became a meme. Text:Listen here cum-slut, I bet you 5 million dollars that you don’t own a bird. But guess what? I own 7. And I can tell you right now that a bird would never just walk into something like a chocolate fountain. They’ll rarely walk directly into water. But say that your idiotic theory is correct. Say it did actually walk into it. That animal still probably died. Is that still funny to you? Do you still get your kicks out of knowing that that bird was probably terrified and opening its mouth to scream in that last panel? And if you say yes then you seriously disgust me as a human being. "Listen here, cum-slut!" was a catchphrase for my friends back in the day because of it. |
Aug 7, 2021 10:39 PM
#30
I am a 36 year old with a PhD in Philosophy. I am $450k in debt and currently working two minimum wage jobs in order to stay alive. I work alongside 18 year olds and whenever they ask about my background I just tell them I've been in prison for a long time, which is less embarrassing than admitting the truth. I am probably the most well-informed Husserl scholar on the North American continent, perhaps in the world. My 1,500 page biography of his life has been rejected several dozen times. No college will take me on since they don't think Husserl is relevant, and that other applicants are therefore pushed to the head of the line. I have had 6 Husserl-related papers published in different journals and philosophical quarterlies, but have earned no money or recognition for having done so. I just moved to Abbeville, Louisiana since there is a job opening at the university in Lafayette and I decided to go all out in order to get it. But I've just found out that my application was rejected and now I'm stuck working at a Wendy's three shifts a week and a Barnes & Noble the rest of the time. I have no wife, no children, and at this point no friends I'm willing to talk to due to the shameful nature of my existence. |
Jul 23, 2022 6:44 AM
#31
I know amongus jokes are dead but this one actually kinda taught me something. The Boomerang Nebula, located roughly 5,000 light-years away from our solar system, has a temperature of 1 Kelvin (-272 °C or -460 °F) making it the coldest natural place in the universe humanity has discovered. First found in 1995 by astronomers in Chile, we have since learned quite a bit about it. The Boomerang Nebula is a young planetary nebula which has reached such cold temperatures due to its unusually rapid expansion. However, recently, modern online enthusiasts have raised one question science has yet been unable to answer: is it sus? The profound similarities between the Boomerang Nebula and the characters from the hit game Among Us have led many to believe that the Boomerang Nebula is, in fact, awfully sus, but science has yet to confirm, deny, or even respond to these questions. Follow for more updates on this developing story. |
Jul 23, 2022 1:09 PM
#32
I Like Watching Videos Of Black Men Shaking Their Booty Cheeks… I don’t know why, but when I click on a video and see a black man shaking his cheeks, it just makes my mouth drool and I start dancing with the black man as well. Sometimes when I look at myself in the mirror, I sometimes hallucinate and see black men twerking on my couch, it.. brings a smile to my face. I wish I could become one with the black men twerking aggressively. Please understand what I’m going through and support me on my journey! if you also wanna join his journey along with me then visit r/2Thug4You |
Jul 23, 2022 1:50 PM
#33
In Poland is a very famous copypasta about Father the fisher (was making fun of 2nd episode of Slow Loop cause it literally was the manifestation of that pasta) luckily found in some forums the english translation of that pasta so enjoy: My father is a fishing fanatic. Half of the apartment filled with fucking fishing rods the worst. About once a month somebody steps into a hook or an anchor that's lying on the floor and it needs to be removed at the hospital because that shit is spiky at the edges. I've already had 10 such surgical interventions in my 22-year-old life. Last week I went for some random check-up, and the receptionist told me right away to take my shoe off xD because she thought that I had a hook stuck in my foot once again. The other half of the apartment is fucking stuffed with The Polish Fisherman, Fishing World, Super Carp xD etc. Every week my father takes a spin around town to collect all the fishing magazines. I was stupid enough to introduce him into the Internet, because I had thought that we would save a bit of money on the newspapers. But now, not only does he still buy them, but he also sits on some online forums for fishers and starts shitstorms with other fishers about the best baits etc. He sometimes yells into the screen, and he's even thrown the fucking keyboard out the window. Once he really pissed me off, so I created an account there and trolled him. I commented some random shit under his posts, such as "carps eat shiet". My mother could barely catch up with cooking up hunter's stew to soothe him. Oh yea, he already has a "CATFISH" rank on the forum, for having created 10K fucking posts. When it's warm, he goes fishing every weekend. For the last 5 years, I've been eating fish for dinner every Sunday, and my father always repeats some bullshit theories about eating this water trash. When I got accepted to college, he would not shut up for a whole fucking week that it's due to the fact that I eat a lot of fish, since they contain phosphorus and my brain functions better. Every Saturday, he and his buddy Mirek wake the whole family up at 4 o’clock in the morning. They make a lot of noise packing up their rods, making sandwiches etc. During meals he always talks about God-damn fish, and the conversations always trails off to the Polish Fishing Association. My father gets himself really angry and always gets butthurt "durr they don't replenish the lakes enough those fucking thieves hurr," he gets all red while saying that and walks away from the table cursing, and goes away to read the Great Encyclopedia of River Fish in order to calm down. This year he got himself an inflatable dinghy for Christmas. Of course he couldn't wait until the 25th; he unpacked it last night and pumped it up in our living room. He put on his entire fishing outfit and sat in the dinghy for the rest of the night, right in the middle of our apartment. He had dinner (carp) in it too [cool][bye] If they gave me access to all the fish in Poland, I'd fucking kill them all. On one of my birthdays, back in elementary or middle school, my father took me fishing as an exception. Great fucking present, bitch. We drove off way out of the fucking town. We're walking to the lake, and his eyes are already lighting up, and he's licking his lips all excited. He set up all of his equipment, we're sitting at the water and staring at the bobbers. After 5 minutes I got bored, so I turned on my discman. My father slapped me across the fucking head with his rod and said that the fish hear music coming out of my headphones, get scared and leave. Whenever I wanted to scratch my ass, he would "scream-whisper" at me not to fidget, because I'm causing a rustle, the fish see me move and swim away. I had to sit there motionless for 6 hours, as if I were at fucking Guantanamo, and stare at the water. My birthday is in November, so it was also cold as fuck. At one point, my father got up, walked away several feet into the woods, and ripped a fart. He explained to me that he had to do it in the woods because the fish can hear and smell it. I once mentioned that my father has a buddy, Mirek, and that they go fishing together. Back in the days, my father's fishing mate was hehe Zbyszek. A ball-shaped individual with a moustache, dressed in a BOMBER jacket 365 days in the year. He and my father were almost like brothers, him and his wife Bozena would come over our house on Christmas etc. Once, on my father's birthday, Zbyszek came over for some hehe vodka. They got wasted as fuck and, of course, they wouldn't stop talking about fishing. I was sitting in my room. All of a sudden they started yelling at each other about what is generally better: pike or catfish. "DON'T YOU FUCKING PISS ME OFF ZBYSZEK, HAVE YOU EVER SEEN A PIKE'S TEETH? OM NOM NOM AND YOUR FUCKING ARM IS GONE" "HOLY SHIT TADEK, POLISH CATFISH WEIGH 180 LBS, YOUR PIKES CAN FUCKING SUCK THEM OFF" "YOU'RE TALKING ABOUT FUCKING CATFISH MEANWHILE YOU CAN BARELY PULL A FUCKING BLEAK OUT OF THE WATER. A PIKE IS THE KING OF WATER, LIKE A LION LIKE THE KING OF THE JUNGLE." And they started fucking wrestling on the living room carpet, and my mother and I had to separate them. They've completely stopped talking ever since. Last year Zbyszek's wife called to tell us that Zbyszek has kicked the bucket and she's inviting us to the funeral. My mother picked up, gave her our condolences, put the phone down and told my father. And he said: "Very fucking well" That's how much he hated him for that catfish. I have also mentioned my father’s archenemy, the Polish Fishing Association. It’s become completely obsessed with it, for example when somebody on television is talking about an earthquake somewhere, he starts mumbling under his breath that instead they should talk about those motherfuckers from the PFA. He also stopped reading non-fishing newspapers because he got butthurt that they aren’t talking about the PFA and their scandals. The chairman of our local PFA office is a guy called Adam. To my father he’s the incarnation of all the evil that has been inflicted upon all the Polish reservoirs by the Association, and my father waged a war against him for many years. Once he went to some fishing meeting where Adam was giving a talk and my father came back home with a ripped-up shirt because they were removing him from the room by force, that’s how apeshit he went. After being physically defeated by the PFA, my father began a partisan struggle over the Internet, which included badmouthing the Association and Adam himself on local newspapers’ discussion groups. He was saying some bullshit about Adam being a member of the Communist Security Bureau, or that he had seen him in the street vandalizing somebody’s car with a nail etc. I had not taught my father into TOR, so he got busted by the cops and had to pay Adam a 2000zl reparation for slander. It was impossible to survive at my house for an entire week, my father was bitching about the corrupt court system, the PFA, Adam, and the whole world in general. According to his bullshit theories, the PFA ran the entire country as if they were the Masonic Order, it pulled the strings everywhere and everybody had their back. He was also converting the 2000 into rods, fishhooks and dinghies, and he kept getting butthurt about how much vanilla bait he could get with that (a few hundred pounds). Sometime last year he came to a conclusion that he really has to have a fishing boat because renting one out is too expensive and everybody is trying to cheat him out. “son, you catch really big ones out in the water! That’s what it’s about!” But he couldn’t afford it and he had nowhere to keep it and he’s not a hehe loser who would pay for storage space. So he made a deal with some fishers from the area that they will pool in and buy a boat, it’ll be staying at some guy’s who has a house and not an apartment like us, on a trailer at a driveway, and they’ll be sharing the boat or they’ll be going fishing together. At first the cooperative was going well, but one weekend my father got sick and couldn’t go with them and he got extremely butthurt. Those buddies of his were calling to say that the fish are getting baited like morons, so he was just lying on the couch, all angry, red and wheezing. What made the situation worse was that he had nobody to blame for this situation, which is what he would always do. Finally he came to a conclusion that it isn’t fair that they are fishing without him because everybody paid an equal share of the boat’s price, and on Sunday night, when those guys had returned from their trip, he suddenly left the house. He came back after an hour and said that I have to help him with something in front of the house. I went outside and I saw our car and, attached to it, the trailer with the boat on top xD I ask him where he got it, and he said that he fucking stole it from some guy’s house because they cheated him out, and he told me to grab the boat because we’ll carry it into our apartment XD It was no use to explain that it’ll take up the entire living room. Fortunately the boat didn’t fit into the building’s door so my father decided that he’ll leave it in front of the building. Using some chains that we had found on the boat and my combination lock he chained it to the lamp post and he wanted to go home all happy, but then he saw 2 cars full of fishers co-owners, who had figured out where their property could be xD It all turned into a huge mess, the fishers were yelling why did he take the boat and that he has to return it, and my father was screaming that they cheated him out and that he chipped in 500zl yet he didn’t go fishing this week. I was trying to calm the situation down so that he doesn’t get beat the fuck up, because that was close. After several minutes, the situation looked like this: -My father is lying on the floor, tightly embracing the boat and screaming that he won’t give it back; -The fishers are screaming at him to give it back; -One of them has gotten his nose broken because he had grabbed my father’s leg in an attempt to pull him away from the boat and got kicked with the other leg; -Two police officers are pulling my father’s legs and saying that they have to take him to the station because he’s injured someone; -The neighbors all around are looking out their windows; -My mother is crying and begging my father to let go of the boat and the officers not to arrest him; -Me sadfrog.jpg Finally, the officers pulled him away from the boat. I gave the fishers the code to my lock and they took the boat, beforehand throwing him 500zl and saying that he has no more rights to the boat and that it would be better for him if he doesn’t run into them while fishing. My mother bargained out of the officers not to arrest my father. The guy who received a kick in the face said that he doesn’t want to go to the fucking police station and he doesn’t give a shit, and he doesn’t want to see my father ever again. My father still starts shitstorms on fishing discussion pages, because they had opened a new thread in which they warned people from making any deals with him. I was observing the thread and I saw that he had created obviously fake accounts. “Steven54” “Number of posts: 1” “This thread has been created by some idiots! I have known the user “OPs-father” for a while and he’s a very trustworthy person and a great fisher! They want to destroy his reputation because they’re jealous of the fish he’s caught!” Later on he used those accounts to harass his former boat co-owners. Whenever one of them would create a new thread, my father would fucking go and say that, for example, he catches shitty fish and it’s easy to tell that he sucks at fishing xD Using these fake accounts he would comment on his own threads, and when he would post pictures of the fish he had caught, he’d write to himself “Ohhh, congratulations! I can tell you’re an experienced fisher!” And he’d celebrate and later show it to my mother for her to see how they’re praising him on the discussion group. |
Jul 23, 2022 9:10 PM
#34
Mine's a long one but it's top tier in my opinion According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly. Its wings are too small to get its fat little body off the ground. The bee, of course, flies anyway because bees don't care what humans think is impossible. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Yellow, black. Ooh, black and yellow! Let's shake it up a little. Barry! Breakfast is ready! Coming! Hang on a second. Hello? - Barry? - Adam? - Oan you believe this is happening? - I can't. I'll pick you up. Looking sharp. Use the stairs. Your father paid good money for those. Sorry. I'm excited. Here's the graduate. We're very proud of you, son. A perfect report card, all B's. Very proud. Ma! I got a thing going here. - You got lint on your fuzz. - Ow! That's me! - Wave to us! We'll be in row 118,000. - Bye! Barry, I told you, stop flying in the house! - Hey, Adam. - Hey, Barry. - Is that fuzz gel? - A little. Special day, graduation. Never thought I'd make it. Three days grade school, three days high school. Those were awkward. Three days college. I'm glad I took a day and hitchhiked around the hive. You did come back different. - Hi, Barry. - Artie, growing a mustache? Looks good. - Hear about Frankie? - Yeah. - You going to the funeral? - No, I'm not going. Everybody knows, sting someone, you die. Don't waste it on a squirrel. Such a hothead. I guess he could have just gotten out of the way. I love this incorporating an amusement park into our day. That's why we don't need vacations. Boy, quite a bit of pomp... under the circumstances. - Well, Adam, today we are men. - We are! - Bee-men. - Amen! Hallelujah! Students, faculty, distinguished bees, please welcome Dean Buzzwell. Welcome, New Hive Oity graduating class of... ...9:15. That concludes our ceremonies. And begins your career at Honex Industries! Will we pick our job today? I heard it's just orientation. Heads up! Here we go. Keep your hands and antennas inside the tram at all times. - Wonder what it'll be like? - A little scary. Welcome to Honex, a division of Honesco and a part of the Hexagon Group. This is it! Wow. Wow. We know that you, as a bee, have worked your whole life to get to the point where you can work for your whole life. Honey begins when our valiant Pollen Jocks bring the nectar to the hive. Our top-secret formula is automatically color-corrected, scent-adjusted, and bubble-contoured into this soothing sweet syrup with its distinctive golden glow you know as... Honey! - That girl was hot. - She's my cousin! - She is? - Yes, we're all cousins. - Right. You're right. - At Honex, we constantly strive to improve every aspect of bee existence. These bees are stress-testing a new helmet technology. - What do you think he makes? - Not enough. Here we have our latest advancement, the Krelman. - What does that do? - Watches that little strand of honey that hangs after you pour it. Saves us millions. Oan anyone work on the Krelman? Of course. Most bee jobs are small ones. But bees know that every small job if it's done well, means a lot. But choose carefully because you'll stay in the job you pick for the rest of your life. The same job for the rest of your life? I didn't know that. What's the difference? You'll be happy to know that bees, as a species, haven't had one day off in 27 million years. So you'll just work us to death? We'll sure try. Wow! That blew my mind! "What's the difference?" How can you say that? One job forever? That's an insane choice to have to make. I'm relieved. Now we only have to make one decision in life. But, Adam, how could they never have told us that? Why would you question anything? We're bees. We're the most perfectly functioning society on Earth. You ever think maybe things work a little too well here? Like what? Give me one example. I don't know. But you know what I'm talking about. Please clear the gate. Royal Nectar Force on approach. Wait a second. Check it out. - Hey, those are Pollen Jocks! - Wow. I've never seen them this close. They know what it's like outside the hive. Yeah, but some don't come back. - Hey, Jocks! - Hi, Jocks! You guys did great! You're monsters! You're sky freaks! I love it! I love it! - I wonder where they were. - I don't know. Their day's not planned. Outside the hive, flying who knows where doing who knows what. You can just decide to be a Pollen Jock. You have to be bred for that. Right. Look. That's more pollen than you and I will see in a lifetime. It's just a status symbol. Bees make too much of it. Perhaps. Unless you're wearing it and the ladies see you wearing it. Those ladies? Aren't they our cousins too? Distant. Distant. Look at these two. - Couple of Hive Harrys. - Let's have fun with them. It must be dangerous being a Pollen Jock. Yeah. Once a bear pinned me against a mushroom! He had a paw on my throat, and with the other, he was slapping me! - Oh, my! - I never thought I'd knock him out. What were you doing during this? Trying to alert the authorities. I can autograph that. A little gusty out there today, wasn't it, comrades? Yeah. Gusty. We're hitting a sunflower patch six miles from here tomorrow. - Six miles, huh? - Barry! A puddle jump for us, but maybe you're not up for it. - Maybe I am. - You are not! We're going 0900 at J-Gate. What do you think, buzzy-boy? Are you bee enough? I might be. It all depends on what 0900 means. Hey, Honex! Dad, you surprised me. You decide what you're interested in? - Well, there's a lot of choices. - But you only get one. Do you ever get bored doing the same job every day? Son, let me tell you about stirring. You grab that stick, and you just move it around, and you stir it around. You get yourself into a rhythm. It's a beautiful thing. You know, Dad, the more I think about it, maybe the honey field just isn't right for me. You were thinking of what, making balloon animals? That's a bad job for a guy with a stinger. Janet, your son's not sure he wants to go into honey! - Barry, you are so funny sometimes. - I'm not trying to be funny. You're not funny! You're going into honey. Our son, the stirrer! - You're gonna be a stirrer? - No one's listening to me! Wait till you see the sticks I have. I could say anything right now. I'm gonna get an ant tattoo! Let's open some honey and celebrate! Maybe I'll pierce my thorax. Shave my antennae. Shack up with a grasshopper. Get a gold tooth and call everybody "dawg"! I'm so proud. - We're starting work today! - Today's the day. Come on! All the good jobs will be gone. Yeah, right. Pollen counting, stunt bee, pouring, stirrer, front desk, hair removal... - Is it still available? - Hang on. Two left! One of them's yours! Congratulations! Step to the side. - What'd you get? - Picking crud out. Stellar! Wow! Couple of newbies? Yes, sir! Our first day! We are ready! Make your choice. - You want to go first? - No, you go. Oh, my. What's available? Restroom attendant's open, not for the reason you think. - Any chance of getting the Krelman? - Sure, you're on. I'm sorry, the Krelman just closed out. Wax monkey's always open. The Krelman opened up again. What happened? A bee died. Makes an opening. See? He's dead. Another dead one. Deady. Deadified. Two more dead. Dead from the neck up. Dead from the neck down. That's life! Oh, this is so hard! Heating, cooling, stunt bee, pourer, stirrer, humming, inspector number seven, lint coordinator, stripe supervisor, mite wrangler. Barry, what do you think I should... Barry? Barry! All right, we've got the sunflower patch in quadrant nine... What happened to you? Where are you? - I'm going out. - Out? Out where? - Out there. - Oh, no! I have to before I go to work for the rest of my life. You're gonna die! You're crazy! Hello? Another call coming in. If anyone's feeling brave, there's a Korean deli on 83rd that gets their roses today. Hey, guys. - Look at that. - Isn't that the kid we saw yesterday? Hold it, son, flight deck's restricted. It's OK, Lou. We're gonna take him up. Really? Feeling lucky, are you? Sign here, here. Just initial that. - Thank you. - OK. You got a rain advisory today, and as you all know, bees cannot fly in rain. So be careful. As always, watch your brooms, hockey sticks, dogs, birds, bears, and bats. Also, I got a couple of reports of root beer being poured on us. Murphy's in a home because of it, babbling like a cicada! - That's awful. - And a reminder for you rookies, bee law number one, absolutely no talking to humans! All right, launch positions! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz! Black and yellow! Hello! You ready for this, hot shot? Yeah. Yeah, bring it on. Wind, check. - Antennae, check. - Nectar pack, check. - Wings, check. - Stinger, check. Scared out of my shorts, check. OK, ladies, let's move it out! Pound those petunias, you striped stem-suckers! All of you, drain those flowers! Wow! I'm out! I can't believe I'm out! So blue. I feel so fast and free! Box kite! Wow! Flowers! This is Blue Leader. We have roses visual. Bring it around 30 degrees and hold. Roses! 30 degrees, roger. Bringing it around. Stand to the side, kid. It's got a bit of a kick. That is one nectar collector! - Ever see pollination up close? - No, sir. I pick up some pollen here, sprinkle it over here. Maybe a dash over there, a pinch on that one. See that? It's a little bit of magic. That's amazing. Why do we do that? That's pollen power. More pollen, more flowers, more nectar, more honey for us. Cool. I'm picking up a lot of bright yellow. Could be daisies. Don't we need those? Oopy that visual. Wait. One of these flowers seems to be on the move. Say again? You're reporting a moving flower? Affirmative. That was on the line! This is the coolest. What is it? I don't know, but I'm loving this color. It smells good. Not like a flower, but I like it. Yeah, fuzzy. Chemical-y. Careful, guys. It's a little grabby. My sweet lord of bees! Randy-brain, get off there! Problem! - Guys! - This could be bad. Affirmative. Very close. Gonna hurt. Mama's little boy. You are way out of position, rookie! Coming in at you like a missile! Help me! I don't think these are flowers. - Should we tell him? - I think he knows. What is this?! Match point! You can start packing up, honey, because you're about to eat it! Yowser! Gross. There's a bee in the car! - Do something! - I'm driving! - Hi, bee. - He's back here! He's going to sting me! Nobody move. If you don't move, he won't sting you. Freeze! He blinked! Spray him, Granny! What are you doing?! Wow... the tension level out here is unbelievable. I gotta get home. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Can't fly in rain. Mayday! Mayday! Bee going down! Ken, could you close the window, please? Ken, could you close the window, please? Check out my new resume. I made it into a fold-out brochure. You see? Folds out. Oh, no. More humans. I don't need this. What was that? Maybe this time. This time. This time. This time! This time! This... Drapes! That is diabolical. It's fantastic. It's got all my special skills, even my top-ten favorite movies. What's number one? Star Wars? Nah, I don't go for that... ...kind of stuff. No wonder we shouldn't talk to them. They're out of their minds. When I leave a job interview, they're flabbergasted, and can't believe what I say. There's the sun. Maybe that's a way out. I don't remember the sun having a big 75 on it. I predicted global warming. I could feel it getting hotter. At first, I thought it was just me. Wait! Stop! Bee! Stand back. These are winter boots. Wait! Don't kill him! You know I'm allergic to them! This thing could kill me! Why does his life have less value than yours? Why does his life have any less value than mine? Is that your statement? I'm just saying all life has value. You don't know what he's capable of feeling. My brochure! There you go, little guy. I'm not scared of him. It's an allergic thing. Put that on your resume brochure. My whole face could puff up. Make it one of your special skills. Knocking someone out is also a special skill. Right. Bye, Vanessa. Thanks. - Vanessa, next week? Yogurt night? - Sure, Ken. You know, whatever. - You could put carob chips on there. - Bye. It- Supposed to be less calories. - Bye. I gotta say something. She saved my life. I gotta say something. All right, here it goes. Nah. What would I say? I could really get in trouble. It's a bee law. You're not supposed to talk to a human. I can't believe I'm doing this. I've got to. Oh, I can't do it. Come on! No. Yes. No. Do it. I can't. How should I start it? "You like jazz?" No, that's no good. Here she comes! Speak, you fool! Hi! I'm sorry. - You're talking. - Yes, I know. You're talking! I'm so sorry. No, it's OK. It's fine. I know I'm dreaming. But I don't recall going to bed. Well, I'm sure this is very disconcerting. This is a bit of a surprise to me. I mean, you're a bee! I am. And I'm not supposed to be doing this, but they were all trying to kill me. And if it wasn't for you... I had to thank you. It's just how I was raised. That was a little weird. - I'm talking with a bee. - Yeah. I'm talking to a bee. And the bee is talking to me! I just want to say I'm grateful. I'll leave now. - Wait! How did you learn to do that? - What? The talking thing. Same way you did, I guess. "Mama, Dada, honey." You pick it up. - That's very funny. - Yeah. Bees are funny. If we didn't laugh, we'd cry with what we have to deal with. Anyway... Oan I... ...get you something? - Like what? I don't know. I mean... I don't know. Coffee? I don't want to put you out. It's no trouble. It takes two minutes. - It's just coffee. - I hate to impose. - Don't be ridiculous! - Actually, I would love a cup. Hey, you want rum cake? - I shouldn't. - Have some. - No, I can't. - Come on! I'm trying to lose a couple micrograms. - Where? - These stripes don't help. You look great! I don't know if you know anything about fashion. Are you all right? No. He's making the tie in the cab as they're flying up Madison. He finally gets there. He runs up the steps into the church. The wedding is on. And he says, "Watermelon? I thought you said Guatemalan. Why would I marry a watermelon?" Is that a bee joke? That's the kind of stuff we do. Yeah, different. So, what are you gonna do, Barry? About work? I don't know. I want to do my part for the hive, but I can't do it the way they want. I know how you feel. - You do? - Sure. My parents wanted me to be a lawyer or a doctor, but I wanted to be a florist. - Really? - My only interest is flowers. Our new queen was just elected with that same campaign slogan. Anyway, if you look... There's my hive right there. See it? You're in Sheep Meadow! Yes! I'm right off the Turtle Pond! No way! I know that area. I lost a toe ring there once. - Why do girls put rings on their toes? - Why not? - It's like putting a hat on your knee. - Maybe I'll try that. - You all right, ma'am? - Oh, yeah. Fine. Just having two cups of coffee! Anyway, this has been great. Thanks for the coffee. Yeah, it's no trouble. Sorry I couldn't finish it. If I did, I'd be up the rest of my life. Are you...? Can I take a piece of this with me? Sure! Here, have a crumb. - Thanks! - Yeah. All right. Well, then... I guess I'll see you around. Or not. OK, Barry. And thank you so much again... for before. Oh, that? That was nothing. Well, not nothing, but... Anyway... This can't possibly work. He's all set to go. We may as well try it. OK, Dave, pull the chute. - Sounds amazing. - It was amazing! It was the scariest, happiest moment of my life. Humans! I can't believe you were with humans! Giant, scary humans! What were they like? Huge and crazy. They talk crazy. They eat crazy giant things. They drive crazy. - Do they try and kill you, like on TV? - Some of them. But some of them don't. - How'd you get back? - Poodle. You did it, and I'm glad. You saw whatever you wanted to see. You had your "experience." Now you can pick out your job and be normal. - Well... - Well? Well, I met someone. You did? Was she Bee-ish? - A wasp?! Your parents will kill you! - No, no, no, not a wasp. - Spider? - I'm not attracted to spiders. I know it's the hottest thing, with the eight legs and all. I can't get by that face. So who is she? She's... human. No, no. That's a bee law. You wouldn't break a bee law. - Her name's Vanessa. - Oh, boy. She's so nice. And she's a florist! Oh, no! You're dating a human florist! We're not dating. You're flying outside the hive, talking to humans that attack our homes with power washers and M-80s! One-eighth a stick of dynamite! She saved my life! And she understands me. This is over! Eat this. This is not over! What was that? - They call it a crumb. - It was so stingin' stripey! And that's not what they eat. That's what falls off what they eat! - You know what a Cinnabon is? - No. It's bread and cinnamon and frosting. They heat it up... Sit down! ...really hot! - Listen to me! We are not them! We're us. There's us and there's them! Yes, but who can deny the heart that is yearning? There's no yearning. Stop yearning. Listen to me! You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. Thinking bee! - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! There he is. He's in the pool. You know what your problem is, Barry? I gotta start thinking bee? How much longer will this go on? It's been three days! Why aren't you working? I've got a lot of big life decisions to think about. What life? You have no life! You have no job. You're barely a bee! Would it kill you to make a little honey? Barry, come out. Your father's talking to you. Martin, would you talk to him? Barry, I'm talking to you! You coming? Got everything? All set! Go ahead. I'll catch up. Don't be too long. Watch this! Vanessa! - We're still here. - I told you not to yell at him. He doesn't respond to yelling! - Then why yell at me? - Because you don't listen! I'm not listening to this. Sorry, I've gotta go. - Where are you going? - I'm meeting a friend. A girl? Is this why you can't decide? Bye. I just hope she's Bee-ish. They have a huge parade of flowers every year in Pasadena? To be in the Tournament of Roses, that's every florist's dream! Up on a float, surrounded by flowers, crowds cheering. A tournament. Do the roses compete in athletic events? No. All right, I've got one. How come you don't fly everywhere? It's exhausting. Why don't you run everywhere? It's faster. Yeah, OK, I see, I see. All right, your turn. TiVo. You can just freeze live TV? That's insane! You don't have that? We have Hivo, but it's a disease. It's a horrible, horrible disease. Oh, my. Dumb bees! You must want to sting all those jerks. We try not to sting. It's usually fatal for us. So you have to watch your temper. Very carefully. You kick a wall, take a walk, write an angry letter and throw it out. Work through it like any emotion: Anger, jealousy, lust. Oh, my goodness! Are you OK? Yeah. - What is wrong with you?! - It's a bug. He's not bothering anybody. Get out of here, you creep! What was that? A Pic 'N' Save circular? Yeah, it was. How did you know? It felt like about 10 pages. Seventy-five is pretty much our limit. You've really got that down to a science. - I lost a cousin to Italian Vogue. - I'll bet. What in the name of Mighty Hercules is this? How did this get here? Outer Bee, Golden Blossom, Ray Liotta Private Select? - Is he that actor? - I never heard of him. - Why is this here? - For people. We eat it. You don't have enough food of your own? - Well, yes. - How do you get it? - Bees make it. - I know who makes it! And it's hard to make it! There's heating, cooling, stirring. You need a whole Krelman thing! - It's organic. - It's our-ganic! It's just honey, Barry. Just what?! Bees don't know about this! This is stealing! A lot of stealing! You've taken our homes, schools, and hospitals! This is all we have! And it's on sale?! I'm getting to the bottom of this. I'm getting to the bottom of all of this! Hey, Hector. - You almost done? - Almost. He is here. I sense it. Well, I guess I'll go home now and just leave this nice honey out, with no one around. You're busted, box boy! I knew I heard something. So you can talk! I can talk. And now you'll start talking! Where you getting the sweet stuff? Who's your supplier? I don't understand. I thought we were friends. The last thing we want to do is upset bees! You're too late! It's ours now! You, sir, have crossed the wrong sword! You, sir, will be lunch for my iguana, Ignacio! Where is the honey coming from? Tell me where! Honey Farms! It comes from Honey Farms! Crazy person! What horrible thing has happened here? These faces, they never knew what hit them. And now they're on the road to nowhere! Just keep still. What? You're not dead? Do I look dead? They will wipe anything that moves. Where you headed? To Honey Farms. I am onto something huge here. I'm going to Alaska. Moose blood, crazy stuff. Blows your head off! I'm going to Tacoma. - And you? - He really is dead. All right. Uh-oh! - What is that?! - Oh, no! - A wiper! Triple blade! - Triple blade? Jump on! It's your only chance, bee! Why does everything have to be so doggone clean?! How much do you people need to see?! Open your eyes! Stick your head out the window! From NPR News in Washington, I'm Carl Kasell. But don't kill no more bugs! - Bee! - Moose blood guy!! - You hear something? - Like what? Like tiny screaming. Turn off the radio. Whassup, bee boy? Hey, Blood. Just a row of honey jars, as far as the eye could see. Wow! I assume wherever this truck goes is where they're getting it. I mean, that honey's ours. - Bees hang tight. - We're all jammed in. It's a close community. Not us, man. We on our own. Every mosquito on his own. - What if you get in trouble? - You a mosquito, you in trouble. Nobody likes us. They just smack. See a mosquito, smack, smack! At least you're out in the world. You must meet girls. Mosquito girls try to trade up, get with a moth, dragonfly. Mosquito girl don't want no mosquito. You got to be kidding me! Mooseblood's about to leave the building! So long, bee! - Hey, guys! - Moose blood! I knew I'd catch y'all down here. Did you bring your crazy straw? We throw it in jars, slap a label on it, and it's pretty much pure profit. What is this place? A bee's got a brain the size of a pinhead. They are pinheads! Pinhead. - Check out the new smoker. - Oh, sweet. That's the one you want. The Thomas 3000! Smoker? Ninety puffs a minute, semi-automatic. Twice the nicotine, all the tar. A couple breaths of this knocks them right out. They make the honey, and we make the money. "They make the honey, and we make the money"? Oh, my! What's going on? Are you OK? Yeah. It doesn't last too long. Do you know you're in a fake hive with fake walls? Our queen was moved here. We had no choice. This is your queen? That's a man in women's clothes! That's a drag queen! What is this? Oh, no! There's hundreds of them! Bee honey. Our honey is being brazenly stolen on a massive scale! This is worse than anything bears have done! I intend to do something. Oh, Barry, stop. Who told you humans are taking our honey? That's a rumor. Do these look like rumors? That's a conspiracy theory. These are obviously doctored photos. How did you get mixed up in this? He's been talking to humans. - What? - Talking to humans?! He has a human girlfriend. And they make out! Make out? Barry! We do not. - You wish you could. - Whose side are you on? The bees! I dated a cricket once in San Antonio. Those crazy legs kept me up all night. Barry, this is what you want to do with your life? I want to do it for all our lives. Nobody works harder than bees! Dad, I remember you coming home so overworked your hands were still stirring. You couldn't stop. I remember that. What right do they have to our honey? We live on two cups a year. They put it in lip balm for no reason whatsoever! Even if it's true, what can one bee do? Sting them where it really hurts. In the face! The eye! - That would hurt. - No. Up the nose? That's a killer. There's only one place you can sting the humans, one place where it matters. Hive at Five, the hive's only full-hour action news source. No more bee beards! With Bob Bumble at the anchor desk. Weather with Storm Stinger. Sports with Buzz Larvi. And Jeanette Chung. - Good evening. I'm Bob Bumble. - And I'm Jeanette Ohung. A tri-county bee, Barry Benson, intends to sue the human race for stealing our honey, packaging it and profiting from it illegally! Tomorrow night on Bee Larry King, we'll have three former queens here in our studio, discussing their new book, Classy Ladies, out this week on Hexagon. Tonight we're talking to Barry Benson. Did you ever think, "I'm a kid from the hive. I can't do this"? Bees have never been afraid to change the world. What about Bee Columbus? Bee Gandhi? Bejesus? Where I'm from, we'd never sue humans. We were thinking of stickball or candy stores. How old are you? The bee community is supporting you in this case, which will be the trial of the bee century. You know, they have a Larry King in the human world too. It's a common name. Next week... He looks like you and has a show and suspenders and colored dots... Next week... Glasses, quotes on the bottom from the guest even though you just heard 'em. Bear Week next week! They're scary, hairy and here live. Always leans forward, pointy shoulders, squinty eyes, very Jewish. In tennis, you attack at the point of weakness! It was my grandmother, Ken. She's 81. Honey, her backhand's a joke! I'm not gonna take advantage of that? Quiet, please. Actual work going on here. - Is that that same bee? - Yes, it is! I'm helping him sue the human race. - Hello. - Hello, bee. This is Ken. Yeah, I remember you. Timberland, size ten and a half. Vibram sole, I believe. Why does he talk again? Listen, you better go 'cause we're really busy working. But it's our yogurt night! Bye-bye. Why is yogurt night so difficult?! You poor thing. You two have been at this for hours! Yes, and Adam here has been a huge help. - Frosting... - How many sugars? Just one. I try not to use the competition. So why are you helping me? Bees have good qualities. And it takes my mind off the shop. Instead of flowers, people are giving balloon bouquets now. Those are great, if you're three. And artificial flowers. - Oh, those just get me psychotic! - Yeah, me too. Bent stingers, pointless pollination. Bees must hate those fake things! Nothing worse than a daffodil that's had work done. Maybe this could make up for it a little bit. - This lawsuit's a pretty big deal. - I guess. You sure you want to go through with it? Am I sure? When I'm done with the humans, they won't be able to say, "Honey, I'm home," without paying a royalty! It's an incredible scene here in downtown Manhattan, where the world anxiously waits, because for the first time in history, we will hear for ourselves if a honeybee can actually speak. What have we gotten into here, Barry? It's pretty big, isn't it? I can't believe how many humans don't work during the day. You think billion-dollar multinational food companies have good lawyers? Everybody needs to stay behind the barricade. - What's the matter? - I don't know, I just got a chill. Well, if it isn't the bee team. You boys work on this? All rise! The Honorable Judge Bumbleton presiding. All right. Oase number 4475, Superior Oourt of New York, Barry Bee Benson v. the Honey Industry is now in session. Mr. Montgomery, you're representing the five food companies collectively? A privilege. Mr. Benson... you're representing all the bees of the world? I'm kidding. Yes, Your Honor, we're ready to proceed. Mr. Montgomery, your opening statement, please. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, my grandmother was a simple woman. Born on a farm, she believed it was man's divine right to benefit from the bounty of nature God put before us. If we lived in the topsy-turvy world Mr. Benson imagines, just think of what would it mean. I would have to negotiate with the silkworm for the elastic in my britches! Talking bee! How do we know this isn't some sort of holographic motion-picture-capture Hollywood wizardry? They could be using laser beams! Robotics! Ventriloquism! Oloning! For all we know, he could be on steroids! Mr. Benson? Ladies and gentlemen, there's no trickery here. I'm just an ordinary bee. Honey's pretty important to me. It's important to all bees. We invented it! We make it. And we protect it with our lives. Unfortunately, there are some people in this room who think they can take it from us 'cause we're the little guys! I'm hoping that, after this is all over, you'll see how, by taking our honey, you not only take everything we have but everything we are! I wish he'd dress like that all the time. So nice! Call your first witness. So, Mr. Klauss Vanderhayden of Honey Farms, big company you have. I suppose so. I see you also own Honeyburton and Honor! Yes, they provide beekeepers for our farms. Beekeeper. I find that to be a very disturbing term. I don't imagine you employ any bee-free-ers, do you? - No. - I couldn't hear you. - No. - No. Because you don't free bees. You keep bees. Not only that, it seems you thought a bear would be an appropriate image for a jar of honey. They're very lovable creatures. Yogi Bear, Fozzie Bear, Build-A-Bear. You mean like this? Bears kill bees! How'd you like his head crashing through your living room?! Biting into your couch! Spitting out your throw pillows! OK, that's enough. Take him away. So, Mr. Sting, thank you for being here. Your name intrigues me. - Where have I heard it before? - I was with a band called The Police. But you've never been a police officer, have you? No, I haven't. No, you haven't. And so here we have yet another example of bee culture casually stolen by a human for nothing more than a prance-about stage name. Oh, please. Have you ever been stung, Mr. Sting? Because I'm feeling a little stung, Sting. Or should I say... Mr. Gordon M. Sumner! That's not his real name?! You idiots! Mr. Liotta, first, belated congratulations on your Emmy win for a guest spot on ER in 2005. Thank you. Thank you. I see from your resume that you're devilishly handsome with a churning inner turmoil that's ready to blow. I enjoy what I do. Is that a crime? Not yet it isn't. But is this what it's come to for you? Exploiting tiny, helpless bees so you don't have to rehearse your part and learn your lines, sir? Watch it, Benson! I could blow right now! This isn't a goodfella. This is a badfella! Why doesn't someone just step on this creep, and we can all go home?! - Order in this court! - You're all thinking it! Order! Order, I say! - Say it! - Mr. Liotta, please sit down! I think it was awfully nice of that bear to pitch in like that. I think the jury's on our side. Are we doing everything right, legally? I'm a florist. Right. Well, here's to a great team. To a great team! Well, hello. - Ken! - Hello. I didn't think you were coming. No, I was just late. I tried to call, but... the battery. I didn't want all this to go to waste, so I called Barry. Luckily, he was free. Oh, that was lucky. There's a little left. I could heat it up. Yeah, heat it up, sure, whatever. So I hear you're quite a tennis player. I'm not much for the game myself. The ball's a little grabby. That's where I usually sit. Right... there. Ken, Barry was looking at your resume, and he agreed with me that eating with chopsticks isn't really a special skill. You think I don't see what you're doing? I know how hard it is to find the rightjob. We have that in common. Do we? Bees have 100 percent employment, but we do jobs like taking the crud out. That's just what I was thinking about doing. Ken, I let Barry borrow your razor for his fuzz. I hope that was all right. I'm going to drain the old stinger. Yeah, you do that. Look at that. You know, I've just about had it with your little mind games. - What's that? - Italian Vogue. Mamma mia, that's a lot of pages. A lot of ads. Remember what Van said, why is your life more valuable than mine? Funny, I just can't seem to recall that! I think something stinks in here! I love the smell of flowers. How do you like the smell of flames?! Not as much. Water bug! Not taking sides! Ken, I'm wearing a Chapstick hat! This is pathetic! I've got issues! Well, well, well, a royal flush! - You're bluffing. - Am I? Surf's up, dude! Poo water! That bowl is gnarly. Except for those dirty yellow rings! Kenneth! What are you doing?! You know, I don't even like honey! I don't eat it! We need to talk! He's just a little bee! And he happens to be the nicest bee I've met in a long time! Long time? What are you talking about?! Are there other bugs in your life? No, but there are other things bugging me in life. And you're one of them! Fine! Talking bees, no yogurt night... My nerves are fried from riding on this emotional roller coaster! Goodbye, Ken. And for your information, I prefer sugar-free, artificial sweeteners made by man! I'm sorry about all that. I know it's got an aftertaste! I like it! I always felt there was some kind of barrier between Ken and me. I couldn't overcome it. Oh, well. Are you OK for the trial? I believe Mr. Montgomery is about out of ideas. We would like to call Mr. Barry Benson Bee to the stand. Good idea! You can really see why he's considered one of the best lawyers... Yeah. Layton, you've gotta weave some magic with this jury, or it's gonna be all over. Don't worry. The only thing I have to do to turn this jury around is to remind them of what they don't like about bees. - You got the tweezers? - Are you allergic? Only to losing, son. Only to losing. Mr. Benson Bee, I'll ask you what I think we'd all like to know. What exactly is your relationship to that woman? We're friends. - Good friends? - Yes. How good? Do you live together? Wait a minute... Are you her little... ...bedbug? I've seen a bee documentary or two. From what I understand, doesn't your queen give birth to all the bee children? - Yeah, but... - So those aren't your real parents! - Oh, Barry... - Yes, they are! Hold me back! You're an illegitimate bee, aren't you, Benson? He's denouncing bees! Don't y'all date your cousins? - Objection! - I'm going to pincushion this guy! Adam, don't! It's what he wants! Oh, I'm hit!! Oh, lordy, I am hit! Order! Order! The venom! The venom is coursing through my veins! I have been felled by a winged beast of destruction! You see? You can't treat them like equals! They're striped savages! Stinging's the only thing they know! It's their way! - Adam, stay with me. - I can't feel my legs. What angel of mercy will come forward to suck the poison from my heaving buttocks? I will have order in this court. Order! Order, please! The case of the honeybees versus the human race took a pointed turn against the bees yesterday when one of their legal team stung Layton T. Montgomery. - Hey, buddy. - Hey. - Is there much pain? - Yeah. I... I blew the whole case, didn't I? It doesn't matter. What matters is you're alive. You could have died. I'd be better off dead. Look at me. They got it from the cafeteria downstairs, in a tuna sandwich. Look, there's a little celery still on it. What was it like to sting someone? I can't explain it. It was all... All adrenaline and then... and then ecstasy! All right. You think it was all a trap? Of course. I'm sorry. I flew us right into this. What were we thinking? Look at us. We're just a couple of bugs in this world. What will the humans do to us if they win? I don't know. I hear they put the roaches in motels. That doesn't sound so bad. Adam, they check in, but they don't check out! Oh, my. Would you get a nurse to close that window? - Why? - The smoke. Bees don't smoke. Right. Bees don't smoke. Bees don't smoke! But some bees are smoking. That's it! That's our case! It is? It's not over? Get dressed. I've gotta go somewhere. Get back to the court and stall. Stall any way you can. And assuming you've done step correctly, you're ready for the tub. Mr. Flayman. Yes? Yes, Your Honor! Where is the rest of your team? Well, Your Honor, it's interesting. Bees are trained to fly haphazardly, and as a result, we don't make very good time. I actually heard a funny story about... Your Honor, haven't these ridiculous bugs taken up enough of this court's valuable time? How much longer will we allow these absurd shenanigans to go on? They have presented no compelling evidence to support their charges against my clients, who run legitimate businesses. I move for a complete dismissal of this entire case! Mr. Flayman, I'm afraid I'm going to have to consider Mr. Montgomery's motion. But you can't! We have a terrific case. Where is your proof? Where is the evidence? Show me the smoking gun! Hold it, Your Honor! You want a smoking gun? Here is your smoking gun. What is that? It's a bee smoker! What, this? This harmless little contraption? This couldn't hurt a fly, let alone a bee. Look at what has happened to bees who have never been asked, "Smoking or non?" Is this what nature intended for us? To be forcibly addicted to smoke machines and man-made wooden slat work camps? Living out our lives as honey slaves to the white man? - What are we gonna do? - He's playing the species card. Ladies and gentlemen, please, free these bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! Free the bees! The court finds in favor of the bees! Vanessa, we won! I knew you could do it! High-five! Sorry. I'm OK! You know what this means? All the honey will finally belong to the bees. Now we won't have to work so hard all the time. This is an unholy perversion of the balance of nature, Benson. You'll regret this. Barry, how much honey is out there? All right. One at a time. Barry, who are you wearing? My sweater is Ralph Lauren, and I have no pants. - What if Montgomery's right? - What do you mean? We've been living the bee way a long time, 27 million years. Congratulations on your victory. What will you demand as a settlement? First, we'll demand a complete shutdown of all bee work camps. Then we want back the honey that was ours to begin with, every last drop. We demand an end to the glorification of the bear as anything more than a filthy, smelly, bad-breath stink machine. We're all aware of what they do in the woods. Wait for my signal. Take him out. He'll have nauseous for a few hours, then he'll be fine. And we will no longer tolerate bee-negative nicknames... But it's just a prance-about stage name! ...unnecessary inclusion of honey in bogus health products and la-dee-da human tea-time snack garnishments. Oan't breathe. Bring it in, boys! Hold it right there! Good. Tap it. Mr. Buzzwell, we just passed three cups, and there's gallons more coming! - I think we need to shut down! - Shut down? We've never shut down. Shut down honey production! Stop making honey! Turn your key, sir! What do we do now? Cannonball! We're shutting honey production! Mission abort. Aborting pollination and nectar detail. Returning to base. Adam, you wouldn't believe how much honey was out there. Oh, yeah? What's going on? Where is everybody? - Are they out celebrating? - They're home. They don't know what to do. Laying out, sleeping in. I heard your Uncle Oral was on his way to San Antonio with a cricket. At least we got our honey back. Sometimes I think, so what if humans liked our honey? Who wouldn't? It's the greatest thing in the world! I was excited to be part of making it. This was my new desk. This was my new job. I wanted to do it really well. And now... Now I can't. I don't understand why they're not happy. I thought their lives would be better! They're doing nothing. It's amazing. Honey really changes people. You don't have any idea what's going on, do you? - What did you want to show me? - This. What happened here? That is not the half of it. Oh, no. Oh, my. They're all wilting. Doesn't look very good, does it? No. And whose fault do you think that is? You know, I'm gonna guess bees. Bees? Specifically, me. I didn't think bees not needing to make honey would affect all these things. It's notjust flowers. Fruits, vegetables, they all need bees. That's our whole SAT test right there. Take away produce, that affects the entire animal kingdom. And then, of course... The human species? So if there's no more pollination, it could all just go south here, couldn't it? I know this is also partly my fault. How about a suicide pact? How do we do it? - I'll sting you, you step on me. - Thatjust kills you twice. Right, right. Listen, Barry... sorry, but I gotta get going. I had to open my mouth and talk. Vanessa? Vanessa? Why are you leaving? Where are you going? To the final Tournament of Roses parade in Pasadena. They've moved it to this weekend because all the flowers are dying. It's the last chance I'll ever have to see it. Vanessa, I just wanna say I'm sorry. I never meant it to turn out like this. I know. Me neither. Tournament of Roses. Roses can't do sports. Wait a minute. Roses. Roses? Roses! Vanessa! Roses?! Barry? - Roses are flowers! - Yes, they are. Flowers, bees, pollen! I know. That's why this is the last parade. Maybe not. Oould you ask him to slow down? Oould you slow down? Barry! OK, I made a huge mistake. This is a total disaster, all my fault. Yes, it kind of is. I've ruined the planet. I wanted to help you with the flower shop. I've made it worse. Actually, it's completely closed down. I thought maybe you were remodeling. But I have another idea, and it's greater than my previous ideas combined. I don't want to hear it! All right, they have the roses, the roses have the pollen. I know every bee, plant and flower bud in this park. All we gotta do is get what they've got back here with what we've got. - Bees. - Park. - Pollen! - Flowers. - Repollination! - Across the nation! Tournament of Roses, Pasadena, Oalifornia. They've got nothing but flowers, floats and cotton candy. Security will be tight. I have an idea. Vanessa Bloome, FTD. Official floral business. It's real. Sorry, ma'am. Nice brooch. Thank you. It was a gift. Once inside, we just pick the right float. How about The Princess and the Pea? I could be the princess, and you could be the pea! Yes, I got it. - Where should I sit? - What are you? - I believe I'm the pea. - The pea? It goes under the mattresses. - Not in this fairy tale, sweetheart. - I'm getting the marshal. You do that! This whole parade is a fiasco! Let's see what this baby'll do. Hey, what are you doing?! Then all we do is blend in with traffic... ...without arousing suspicion. Once at the airport, there's no stopping us. Stop! Security. - You and your insect pack your float? - Yes. Has it been in your possession the entire time? Would you remove your shoes? - Remove your stinger. - It's part of me. I know. Just having some fun. Enjoy your flight. Then if we're lucky, we'll have just enough pollen to do the job. Oan you believe how lucky we are? We have just enough pollen to do the job! I think this is gonna work. It's got to work. Attention, passengers, this is Oaptain Scott. We have a bit of bad weather in New York. It looks like we'll experience a couple hours delay. Barry, these are cut flowers with no water. They'll never make it. I gotta get up there and talk to them. Be careful. Oan I get help with the Sky Mall magazine? I'd like to order the talking inflatable nose and ear hair trimmer. Oaptain, I'm in a real situation. - What'd you say, Hal? - Nothing. Bee! Don't freak out! My entire species... What are you doing? - Wait a minute! I'm an attorney! - Who's an attorney? Don't move. Oh, Barry. Good afternoon, passengers. This is your captain. Would a Miss Vanessa Bloome in 24B please report to the cockpit? And please hurry! What happened here? There was a DustBuster, a toupee, a life raft exploded. One's bald, one's in a boat, they're both unconscious! - Is that another bee joke? - No! No one's flying the plane! This is JFK control tower, Flight 356. What's your status? This is Vanessa Bloome. I'm a florist from New York. Where's the pilot? He's unconscious, and so is the copilot. Not good. Does anyone onboard have flight experience? As a matter of fact, there is. - Who's that? - Barry Benson. From the honey trial?! Oh, great. Vanessa, this is nothing more than a big metal bee. It's got giant wings, huge engines. I can't fly a plane. - Why not? Isn't John Travolta a pilot? - Yes. How hard could it be? Wait, Barry! We're headed into some lightning. This is Bob Bumble. We have some late-breaking news from JFK Airport, where a suspenseful scene is developing. Barry Benson, fresh from his legal victory... That's Barry! ...is attempting to land a plane, loaded with people, flowers and an incapacitated flight crew. Flowers?! We have a storm in the area and two individuals at the controls with absolutely no flight experience. Just a minute. There's a bee on that plane. I'm quite familiar with Mr. Benson and his no-account compadres. They've done enough damage. But isn't he your only hope? Technically, a bee shouldn't be able to fly at all. Their wings are too small... Haven't we heard this a million times? "The surface area of the wings and body mass make no sense." - Get this on the air! - Got it. - Stand by. - We're going live. The way we work may be a mystery to you. Making honey takes a lot of bees doing a lot of small jobs. But let me tell you about a small job. If you do it well, it makes a big difference. More than we realized. To us, to everyone. That's why I want to get bees back to working together. That's the bee way! We're not made of Jell-O. We get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow! - Hello! Left, right, down, hover. - Hover? - Forget hover. This isn't so hard. Beep-beep! Beep-beep! Barry, what happened?! Wait, I think we were on autopilot the whole time. - That may have been helping me. - And now we're not! So it turns out I cannot fly a plane. All of you, let's get behind this fellow! Move it out! Move out! Our only chance is if I do what I'd do, you copy me with the wings of the plane! Don't have to yell. I'm not yelling! We're in a lot of trouble. It's very hard to concentrate with that panicky tone in your voice! It's not a tone. I'm panicking! I can't do this! Vanessa, pull yourself together. You have to snap out of it! You snap out of it. You snap out of it. - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - You snap out of it! - Hold it! - Why? Oome on, it's my turn. How is the plane flying? I don't know. Hello? Benson, got any flowers for a happy occasion in there? The Pollen Jocks! They do get behind a fellow. - Black and yellow. - Hello. All right, let's drop this tin can on the blacktop. Where? I can't see anything. Oan you? No, nothing. It's all cloudy. Oome on. You got to think bee, Barry. - Thinking bee. - Thinking bee. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Wait a minute. I think I'm feeling something. - What? - I don't know. It's strong, pulling me. Like a 27-million-year-old instinct. Bring the nose down. Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - What in the world is on the tarmac? - Get some lights on that! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! Thinking bee! - Vanessa, aim for the flower. - OK. Out the engines. We're going in on bee power. Ready, boys? Affirmative! Good. Good. Easy, now. That's it. Land on that flower! Ready? Full reverse! Spin it around! - Not that flower! The other one! - Which one? - That flower. - I'm aiming at the flower! That's a fat guy in a flowered shirt. I mean the giant pulsating flower made of millions of bees! Pull forward. Nose down. Tail up. Rotate around it. - This is insane, Barry! - This's the only way I know how to fly. Am I koo-koo-kachoo, or is this plane flying in an insect-like pattern? Get your nose in there. Don't be afraid. Smell it. Full reverse! Just drop it. Be a part of it. Aim for the center! Now drop it in! Drop it in, woman! Oome on, already. Barry, we did it! You taught me how to fly! - Yes. No high-five! - Right. Barry, it worked! Did you see the giant flower? What giant flower? Where? Of course I saw the flower! That was genius! - Thank you. - But we're not done yet. Listen, everyone! This runway is covered with the last pollen from the last flowers available anywhere on Earth. That means this is our last chance. We're the only ones who make honey, pollinate flowers and dress like this. If we're gonna survive as a species, this is our moment! What do you say? Are we going to be bees, orjust Museum of Natural History keychains? We're bees! Keychain! Then follow me! Except Keychain. Hold on, Barry. Here. You've earned this. Yeah! I'm a Pollen Jock! And it's a perfect fit. All I gotta do are the sleeves. Oh, yeah. That's our Barry. Mom! The bees are back! If anybody needs to make a call, now's the time. I got a feeling we'll be working late tonight! Here's your change. Have a great afternoon! Oan I help who's next? Would you like some honey with that? It is bee-approved. Don't forget these. Milk, cream, cheese, it's all me. And I don't see a nickel! Sometimes I just feel like a piece of meat! I had no idea. Barry, I'm sorry. Have you got a moment? Would you excuse me? My mosquito associate will help you. Sorry I'm late. He's a lawyer too? I was already a blood-sucking parasite. All I needed was a briefcase. Have a great afternoon! Barry, I just got this huge tulip order, and I can't get them anywhere. No problem, Vannie. Just leave it to me. You're a lifesaver, Barry. Oan I help who's next? All right, scramble, jocks! It's time to fly. Thank you, Barry! That bee is living my life! Let it go, Kenny. - When will this nightmare end?! - Let it all go. - Beautiful day to fly. - Sure is. Between you and me, I was dying to get out of that office. You have got to start thinking bee, my friend. - Thinking bee! - Me? Hold it. Let's just stop for a second. Hold it. I'm sorry. I'm sorry, everyone. Can we stop here? I'm not making a major life decision during a production number! All right. Take ten, everybody. Wrap it up, guys. I had virtually no rehearsal for that. |
Jul 23, 2022 9:24 PM
#35
Dicks are so cute omg(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄ when you hold one in your hand and it starts twitching its like its nuzzling you(/ω\) or when they perk up and look at you like" owo nya? :3c" hehe ~ penis-kun is happy to see me!!(^ワ^) and the most adorable thing ever is when sperm-sama comes out but theyre rlly shy so u have to work hard!!(๑•̀ㅁ•́๑)✧ but when penis-kun and sperm-sama meet and theyre blushing and all like "uwaaa~!" (ノ´ヮ´)ノ: ・゚hehehe~penis-kun is so adorable (●´Д`●)・ |
Jul 24, 2022 8:27 AM
#36
big smoke order cause it sounds tempting to binge eat junk food. |
Aguuus said: Most people confuse overrating with overpopularity, for example the poor SAO is a victim of this problem. Nor is there overrating, only people who do not know how to qualify fairly, like me. |
Jul 24, 2022 8:34 AM
#37
My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead, murdered by my brother-in-law Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, Hank came to me with a rather, shocking proposition. He asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using his connections in the drug world. Connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded, I... I always thought that Hank was a very moral man and I was... thrown, confused, but I was also particularly vulnerable at the time, something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me on a ride along, and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin so I agreed. Every day, I think back at that moment with regret. I quickly realized that I was in way over my head, and Hank had a partner, a man named Gustavo Fring, a businessman. Hank essentially sold me into servitude to this man, and when I tried to quit, Fring threatened my family. I didn't know where to turn. Eventually, Hank and Fring had a falling out. From what I can gather, Hank was always pushing for a greater share of the business, to which Fring flatly refused to give him, and things escalated. Fring was able to arrange, uh I guess I guess you call it a "hit" on my brother-in-law, and failed, but Hank was seriously injured, and I wound up paying his medical bills which amounted to a little over $177,000. Upon recovery, Hank was bent on revenge, working with a man named Hector Salamanca, he plotted to kill Fring, and did so. In fact, the bomb that he used was built by me, and he gave me no option in it. I have often contemplated suicide, but I'm a coward. I wanted to go to the police, but I was frightened. Hank had risen in the ranks to become the head of the Albuquerque DEA, and about that time, to keep me in line, he took my children from me. For 3 months he kept them. My wife, who up until that point, had no idea of my criminal activities, was horrified to learn what I had done, why Hank had taken our children. We were scared. I was in Hell, I hated myself for what I had brought upon my family. Recently, I tried once again to quit, to end this nightmare, and in response, he gave me this. I can't take this anymore. I live in fear every day that Hank will kill me, or worse, hurt my family. I... All I could think to do was to make this video in hope that the world will finally see this man, for what he really is. |
If you ever feel bored and are questioning the meaning of your existence, read deez blogs. Maybe you will find your answers. |
Jul 24, 2022 1:04 PM
#38
Hey guys, did you know that in terms of male human and female Pokémon breeding, Vaporeon- |
Jul 24, 2022 1:07 PM
#39
The FitnessGram™ Pacer Test is a multistage aerobic capacity test that progressively gets more difficult as it continues. The 20 meter pacer test will begin in 30 seconds. Line up at the start. The running speed starts slowly, but gets faster each minute after you hear this signal. [beep] A single lap should be completed each time you hear this sound. [ding] Remember to run in a straight line, and run as long as possible. The second time you fail to complete a lap before the sound, your test is over. The test will begin on the word start. On your mark, get ready, start. |
Jul 24, 2022 1:42 PM
#40
Mine is a tie between two mission intros from the Destiny videogame people used to spam in the Bungie forums: "Whether we wanted it or not, we've stepped into a war with the Cabal on Mars. So let's get to taking out their command, one by one. Valus Ta'aurc. From what I can gather he commands the Siege Dancers from an Imperial Land Tank outside of Rubicon. He's well protected, but with the right team, we can punch through those defences, take this beast out, and break their grip of Freehold." and "Taniks has no house, he kneels before no banner, owes allegiance to no Kell. He is a murderer, and very good at what he does. I have been tracking him since Wolves broke their chains, yes? Now Taniks works for Wolfpack, but not for long." Takes me back to the good times in 2015 |
Jul 24, 2022 1:53 PM
#41
sewerslider said: while my hours lurking in 4chan threads has taught me how to make fires and live somewhat off the land. The most unrealistic part of this fantasy. |
Jul 25, 2022 8:23 PM
#42
I've decided to stop pooping and only fart. Pooping takes up too much time, can strike at inconvenient times, and just generally sucks. Farting is just so much more convenient, just a little toot and you're good to go. You don't have to stop and shit, don't need any throne time, and everybody stays away because you stink. I've started training my body to turn all my poop into farts by mashing it down into simple gas. My body crushes it down while I let a little air in through my butthole to get the process started. Once it starts and gets to work I can let gas out for minutes at a time. Just a steady stream of toots, enclosing me in a bubble of my own ass air. It's so great to fart and never have to poop again. |
Aug 1, 2022 1:30 AM
#43
I want to fuck F-35 chan so goddamn bad. I can't stand it anymore. Every time I drive by the Lockmart headquarters I get a massive erection. I've seen literally every rule 34 post there is of F-35 chan online. My dreams are nothing but constant fucking sex with F-35 chan. I'm sick of waking up every morning with six nuts in my boxers and knowing that those are nuts that should've been busted inside of F-35 Chan’s tight internal weapons bay. I want her to have my mutant human/5th gen multirole fighter babies. Fuck, the fucking 121st Fighter Squadron caught me with their F-16. I'd dressed it in radar absorbing material and went to fucking town. They've set up pictures of me at every single checkpoint and I'm worried they're gonna shoot me if I try to get in again. I might not ever get to see F-35s again. |
Aug 1, 2022 1:40 AM
#44
I was told to leave no stone unturned and take a leaf out of someone's book if i have to, in order to find them... I get the "Leave no stone unturned part". I totaly get it. I mean, you have to turn over stones to find stuff. But what the hell does it meant to take a leaf out of someone's book?! What's a leaf doing inside a book?! Damn it! What's that supposed to mean?! Why the hell is there a leaf in a book?! You think I'm stupid?! Damn it! You know Paris, France? In English, it's pronounced "Paris" but everyone else pronounces it without the "s" sound, like the French do. But with Venezia, everyone pronouces it the English way: "Venice". Like 'The Merchant of Venice' or 'Death in Venice'. WHY, THOUGH!? WHY ISN'T THE TITLE DEATH IN VENEZIA!? ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!? IT TAKES PLACE IN ITALY, SO USE THE ITALIAN WORD, DAMMIT! THAT SHIT PISSES ME OFF! BUNCH OF DUMBASSES! |
Aug 1, 2022 4:18 AM
#45
I am 13 years old, and I am different from the spawn of my generation. I am not out with boys, or shopping. No, I am listening to beautiful music that is not about sex, money, drugs, and is not foiled by foul language. Vocaloids are much better than that low-life of what people these days call music. I am happy to be here, lying in my bed singing along in a different language, cuddling my Sebastian Black Butler plushie while I calmly look around my room at all of my otaku stuff. I differ. |
Aug 1, 2022 5:21 AM
#46
My name is Kira Yoshikage. I'm 33 years old. My house is in the northeast section of Morioh, where all the villas are, and I am not married. I work as an employee for the Kame Yu department stores, and I get home every day by 8 PM at the latest. I don't smoke, but I occasionally drink. I'm in bed by 11 PM, and make sure I get eight hours of sleep, no matter what. After having a glass of warm milk and doing about twenty minutes of stretches before going to bed, I usually have no problems sleeping until morning. Just like a baby, I wake up without any fatigue or stress in the morning. I was told there were no issues at my last check-up. I'm trying to explain that I'm a person who wishes to live a very quiet life. I take care not to trouble myself with any enemies, like winning and losing, that would cause me to lose sleep at night. That is how I deal with society, and I know that is what brings me happiness. Although, if I were to fight I wouldn't lose to anyone. |
Aug 1, 2022 8:50 PM
#47
Once I was moving into a new house and when I met my neighbor he said he was a professor of logic. I asked him what that meant and he told me "ill give you an example... you are a straight man." i said "hey youre right, howd you know that" he answered "well when you were moving into this big house I noticed among your things was a womans wardrobe, kids toys, and a dog house. And those tend to be much more often than not a sign that a man started a family and had kids. which much more often than not means that he has settled down with a woman and therefor its extremely likely that you are straight." and i said "well i'll be damned, thats incredibly impressive." he said "you should come down to the college I teach at and check it out tomorrow" i said "that sounds great, ill see you then.".... so the next day I'm at a bus stop to go there and I start talking to a guy at the bus stop and I begin explaining to him about where I'm going and that my new neighbor was a professor of logic... he asked me what is a professor of logic? so I said to him, "well i'll give you an example... do you have a dog house?" and he said "no." and I replied "Oh I see, so you're one of those gays then." |
Aug 1, 2022 9:06 PM
#48
I have only read Ted the Caver. I checked just now and the original blog (and AngelFire, apparently) is still up. https://www.angelfire.com/trek/caver/page1.html |
もろともに 哀れと思へ 山桜 花より外に 知る人もなし. On a mountain slope, Solitary, uncompanioned, Stands a cherry tree. Except for you, lonely friend, To others I am unknown. |
Aug 1, 2022 9:38 PM
#49
When you say 'Linux' instead of 'GNU/Linux' I'd just like to interject for a moment. What you're referring to as Linux, is in fact, GNU/Linux, or as I've recently taken to calling it, GNU plus Linux. Linux is not an operating system unto itself, but rather another free component of a fully functioning GNU system made useful by the GNU corelibs, shell utilities and vital system components comprising a full OS as defined by POSIX. Many computer users run a modified version of the GNU system every day, without realizing it. Through a peculiar turn of events, the version of GNU which is widely used today is often called "Linux", and many of its users are not aware that it is basically the GNU system, developed by the GNU Project. There really is a Linux, and these people are using it, but it is just a part of the system they use. Linux is the kernel: the program in the system that allocates the machine's resources to the other programs that you run. The kernel is an essential part of an operating system, but useless by itself; it can only function in the context of a complete operating system. Linux is normally used in combination with the GNU operating system: the whole system is basically GNU with Linux added, or GNU/Linux. All the so-called "Linux" distributions are really distributions of GNU/Linux. |
Mar 8, 2023 8:51 PM
#50
just bumping this lmao: banned bc hey sisters 🤪💅 so i wrote an essay 👏👏 on why ❓ sasuke 🐧 is sus gae 😩😩 i find it impossible ❌ to accept that sasuke 🤷♀️ kissed 💋 a boy 👦 and his name is sus gae???!! 🙄🙄🤡 i believe kishimoto planned ✅ it exactly this way 📈 for naruto 🦊 and sus gae 🤗🤗 to be GAE 🌈🌈 for each other 😳😳 as we can see 👁 throughout the series 😥 sus gae has not ❌ expressed any interest in girls 👧🤢 also, sus gae 🥵 has been seen 👀 kissing naruto 🦊 not once, but TWICE 😩😩 i understand 🙄 it's NO HOMO 😡😡 the first time 1️⃣ but the second time ?? 🤔🤔🤨🤨 sus gae be obsessed 🤗 with naruto 😳😳 and said he wants him 😤 to fight 👊 him 🥵🥵 wdym what kind of fight tho 🤨😳😳😩😩😩 naruto 🦊 also realized 😥 that sakura 🚮 is useless 🙄🙄 and sus gae 🤪 is the way to go 👏👏 SISTA PREACHHH 😤😤✨✨ i also want to express 😍 that sus gae 😭 is a bottom 👽 CONFIRMED??? 😥😥😥 he didn't say he wanted to fight 🤜🤛 naruto 🤷♀️ he said he wanted 🥵 naruto 🌈 to fight 🤨 him 😖😖 that means he wants 💋 naruto 💦 to go on top 👀 of him 😭 and 😼😼👊👊 i also think orochimaru 🐍 was grooming 😡😡 sus gae to convert him 🐧 from the gae 🏳🌈 the same way he stopped ✋ himself 😥 from loving 😍😍 jiraiya 😩😩 he thought 😤 that gae 💦 is haram 🥺 and that sus gae 🤔 wouldn't be able to get strong 💪 if he kept letting himself 😳 get railed 💦💦 by some massive thig 😥😥🤷♀️ but sus gae 🤗 managed to break out 👏 of that prison 🤜🤜 and got reunited 👬👬 once again 🥵 with his beloved 😻 naruto-kun 💋💋 SO KAWAIIIII1!1!!!11 don't you think ?? ✋😩 then in boruto 😥 i think boruto and sarada 👀 are naruto and sus gae's love children 🥺🥺 and himawari was adopted 😖 so that means 😭 even after getting married 👰💍 to women 👧 to appease society 👊😡 they still loved 💖💖 each other 🌈 and each other only 😭💔 but does that mean boruto 🍌 and sarada 🤓 and siblings?? 😳😳 wincest 😎👌 😳🕶👌 banned bc hey sisters 🤪💅 so i wrote an essay 👏👏 on why ❓ sasuke 🐧 is sus gae 😩😩 i find it impossible ❌ to accept that sasuke 🤷♀️ kissed 💋 a boy 👦 and his name is sus gae???!! 🙄🙄🤡 i believe kishimoto planned ✅ it exactly this way 📈 for naruto 🦊 and sus gae 🤗🤗 to be GAE 🌈🌈 for each other 😳😳 as we can see 👁 throughout the series 😥 sus gae has not ❌ expressed any interest in girls 👧🤢 also, sus gae 🥵 has been seen 👀 kissing naruto 🦊 not once, but TWICE 😩😩 i understand 🙄 it's NO HOMO 😡😡 the first time 1️⃣ but the second time ?? 🤔🤔🤨🤨 sus gae be obsessed 🤗 with naruto 😳😳 and said he wants him 😤 to fight 👊 him 🥵🥵 wdym what kind of fight tho 🤨😳😳😩😩😩 naruto 🦊 also realized 😥 that sakura 🚮 is useless 🙄🙄 and sus gae 🤪 is the way to go 👏👏 SISTA PREACHHH 😤😤✨✨ i also want to express 😍 that sus gae 😭 is a bottom 👽 CONFIRMED??? 😥😥😥 he didn't say he wanted to fight 🤜🤛 naruto 🤷♀️ he said he wanted 🥵 naruto 🌈 to fight 🤨 him 😖😖 that means he wants 💋 naruto 💦 to go on top 👀 of him 😭 and 😼😼👊👊 i also think orochimaru 🐍 was grooming 😡😡 sus gae to convert him 🐧 from the gae 🏳🌈 the same way he stopped ✋ himself 😥 from loving 😍😍 jiraiya 😩😩 he thought 😤 that gae 💦 is haram 🥺 and that sus gae 🤔 wouldn't be able to get strong 💪 if he kept letting himself 😳 get railed 💦💦 by some massive thig 😥😥🤷♀️ but sus gae 🤗 managed to break out 👏 of that prison 🤜🤜 and got reunited 👬👬 once again 🥵 with his beloved 😻 naruto-kun 💋💋 SO KAWAIIIII1!1!!!11 don't you think ?? ✋😩 then in boruto 😥 i think boruto and sarada 👀 are naruto and sus gae's love children 🥺🥺 and himawari was adopted 😖 so that means 😭 even after getting married 👰💍 to women 👧 to appease society 👊😡 they still loved 💖💖 each other 🌈 and each other only 😭💔 but does that mean boruto 🍌 and sarada 🤓 and siblings?? 😳😳 wincest 😎👌 😳🕶👌 /fg |
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