Waiting for a bus at a crowded bus station next to the mall. Spot cute girl coming into the station from the corner of my eye. Brunette, leather jacket, dark pants. Kind of tomboyish, and she looks a little mad or irritated. She goes to use the payphones and I go back to waiting for my bus and forget about it. 5 minutes later I hear someone slam the payphone down hard. It's her again, and she's storming out of the station. In the few seconds it takes her to walk out I can see her lip quivering and her eyes look like she's going to burst into tears.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:08
Stick in a dick.
"Medical" officer inserts a long wooden swab with cotton into the penis. They claim it's to check for gonorrea. Pain is great. Results in bleeding & sweling. Humiliating. No medical validity. It's a sadistic barbarian torture.
Freezing test.
Order inmates to undress for a search on a cold night. When naked, windows are opened to get freezing air in. Inmates stand naked, shivering for hours. Results in pneumonia, flu, astma attacks, colds. No medical attention afterwards.
Most inmates in county jails are not guilty of any crimes. Majority are on misdemeanors: anyone can be charged with one. Average person makes a misdemeanor arrestable crimes few times a week.
Threw cigarette butt out of car window? Felony in Florida.
Quarreled on a street? Disorderly conduct or felony assault.
Punished your kid? Child abuse.
Regime tortures everybody.
Police state.
When will be your turn?
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:09
A year ago the world was mad at me, and I was mad at it, because I coudln't express my emotions. I was totally focused on keeping emotional pain well away from any part of myself that could feel it.
All this sounds like some stupid teen angst post, about how 'no one understands the real me', I don't think that's true. I think that almost everyone has done what I'm doing now - lay in bed, kept awake by feelings of fear or confusion, and looked for a way to reach out and express the feelings inside. I think all we want to do is reach out and really feel like someone is listening, actually understanding what we feel. The hardest thing to do is work all the feeling out all alone. This is where I failed.
For me, the emotions felt overwhemling and unexpressable. They wern't. I went through two periods of drinking at least 3 times a week, and at least once a week heavily. I got into fights. I took risks. I put myself in a hospital. I've even done things that I still can't talk about.
Long and painful story short, my life found me the next morning hugging my knees on the cold floor of the common room, by the refridgerator. All the bad feelings I had been hiding from the past 5 years caught up to me. I was so afriad that I felt I had only 2 options: run as far away as you can, or end the pain. I actually started to pack to leave. My friends got me help. I've been in therapy for 4 months now.
This is like when your parents are out of town and you are unemployed and homeless but your parents let you crash at their place and your bitchy sister gets fed up with you sitting around taking up space on your lazy ass smoking weed and playing wow and going on 4chan all day so she finally decides to put her foot down and kick you out of there and goes after you but really your parents are never going to kick you out and no matter what she says she can't move you so you just kind of let her bitch because you know you'll have the last laugh.
In fact it's pretty much exactly like that.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:10
First time was in my dorm room. We were wrestling standing up and I bent her over my desk. She had on a pretty short miniskirt and a kinda slutty pair of platform heels. I just pushed her skirt up around her waist and pulled her thong to the side. I keep lube in a drawer in my desk. Since I was drunk I almost ass-raped her dry, but then I remembered the lube. It was probably a good thing. I hurt her enough as it was. It I had made her do it dry who knows if she'd be letting me do it now. She cried and struggled the whole time. I did it with her bent over the desk for a while and then took her to my bed and did it doggystyle. I held my hand over her mouth most of the time. She didn't cry that loud, but I just did it anyways. I passed out in bed a while after cumming in her. I think I told her something like "I'm sorry, I couldn't help myself. you're just too sexy. blah blah." In the morning she was already up and dressed and sitting on the couch and we didn't say much before I drove her to the train station. I don't even know if she slept in the bed with me after I passed out. I think I made her spoon with me for at least a while, but I don't know.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:11
Pedophilia is a mental disorder just like homosexuality. And just like being gay has turned from being a bad thing into something you see everywhere, pedophilia will one day be a norm. It just takes time and like it or not in the future pedophilia will be accepted just like being gay is accepted now.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:11
today someone told me that im the dumbest person they have ever met. they weren't even being mean or angry with me. they have travelled all around the world. mfw i have high hopes for the future and want to be a man of the future
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:13
7up Gold. It was 20 years ahead of its time.
I second Banana Quik powder. Being lactose intolerant, I can't drink the bottled shit.
I weep for the loss of Fruitopia. Seriously. Cherry Vanilla Fruitopia is my favorite fruit-based drink. ;_;
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:13
Do they still make Rice Krispies Treats Cereal? I absolutely loved that stuff, but I can't seem to find it anywhere.
I've got a friend who was totally crazy for this one type of candy that they used to carry at the Sweet Factory franchise (usually found in the mall, not sure how widespread they are). The were referred to only as "green apple balls." They looked like green gumballs with shades of red, but they were edible candy. They had a thin shell on the outside and apple flavored goo on the inside. Eventually they were discontinued and my friend has been somewhat of a broken man ever since. Apparently he put some major effort into tracking down their source (thinking that maybe the Sweet Factory simply stopped stocking them) and I think he found out that they were made by some small company somewhere in Europe, who decided to stop making them altogether. It really sucks. I swear, he was completely gay for these things. He even had an unaltering 5-bite method down for the exact way he ate each individual ball.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:13
The last time I had Josta was 6 years ago. Poor Josta, I still love you forever.
Surge (unless my taste buds deceive me, Vault isn't the same)
Someone mentioned Wendy's pitas; I didn't remember them till just now, but SHIT those were good.
They do still make Ecto Cooler Hi-C but they call it "Screamin' Green Tangerine." But they don't sell it here, so I miss that.
Orbitz was awesome, but I was the only one who would ever drink it.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:14
Ok everyone
supposedly they still make the mcrib, and release it once a year, I haven't seen it in years, but there's a place in LA that buys all of them when they get released, they always have it...
O'boisies were the shit,They're so boisterous
Tator skins from keebler, "baked potato appeal"
those 2 chips were the best ever.
I also have bee feindin for a jello pudding pop for 15 years, the jello pops were a close second.
The best McD's burger was the Chris and Tim burger (Tim and Chris burger)Chris millin and Tim Hardaway, bacon and bbq sauce!
Finally stouffers noodles romanoff,
anyone remember Bubble Yum soda, it gave kids ulcers so the yanked it
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:14
The claim that it is a "fact" that all living things evolved from a common ancestor is really just a way to protect Darwinism from critical analysis. Most Darwinists use equivocation, that is changing the meaning of a term in the middle of an argument. The many meanings of the words evolution, theory, science, and fact are exploited by them to distract their critics. Darwinists have been unable to refute intelligent design with evidence because it is unfalsifiable, so they rely on a self-serving definition of science that excludes it from serious consideration. Intelligent design is as scientific as Darwinism unless "science" is arbitrarily defined to permit only natural explanations.
Intelligent design is not scientific, so it can't be published in peer-reviewed scientific journals. How do we know it's not scientific? Because it isn't published in peer-reviewed scientific journals. Catch-22!
"The phrase 'the fossil record' sounds impressive and authoritative. As used by some persons, as intended, intimidating, taking on the aura of esoteric truth as expounded by an elite class of specialists. But what is it, really, this fossil record? Only data in search of interpretation. All claims to the contrary that I know, and I know several, are so much superstition." - Fossil expert Gareth Nelson 1978
"No fossil is buried with its birth certificate. That, and the scarcity of fossils, means that it is effectively impossible to link fossils into chains of cause and effect in any valid way whether we are talking about the extinction of the dinosaurs, or chains of ancestry and descent. To take a line of fossils and claim that they represent a lineage is not a scientific hypothesis that can be tested, but an assertion that carries the same validity as a bedtime story - amusing, perhaps even instructive, but not scientific." - Evolutionary biologist Henry Gee 1999
"Throughout 150 years of the science of bacteriology, there is no evidence that one species of bacteria has changed into another... Since there is no evidence for species changes between the simplest forms of unicellular life, it is not surprising that there's no evidence for evolution... throughout the whole array of higher multicellular organisms." - Bacteriologist Alan H. Linton 2001
"Darwinism by itself did not produce the Holocaust, but without it neither Adolf Hitler nor his Nazi followers would have had the necessary "scientific" underpinnings to convince themselves and their collaborators that one of the world's greatest atrocities was really morally praiseworthy." - Historian Richard Weikart
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:14
After eating most of the calf I look at myself in the mirror. There is grease all over my face. And then I start to eat at random. I bite her little toe. It still smell of her feet. I stab the knife into her arch and see the red meat deep inside. I thrust my fingers inside and dig out the meat and put it in my mouth. It tastes okay. Then I stab the knife into her armpit. Ever since I saw it under her yellow sleeveless top I wondered how it would taste this good. The wonderful taste cheers me up and I devour her underarm up to the elbow.
Finally I cut off her private parts. When I touch the pubic hair it has a very bad smell. I bite her clit, but it won't come off, it just stretches. So I throw it in the frying pan and pop it in my mouth. I chew very carefully and swallow it. It is so sweet.
After I swallow it, I feel her in my body and get hot. I turn the body over and open her buttocks, revealing her anus. I scoop it out with my knife and try to put it in my mouth. It smells too much. I put it in the frying pan and throw it in my mouth. It still smells. I spit it out. I go into the next room. It smell of fat, like I've been frying a chicken.
It's been twenty-four hours now. Some huge flies hover and buzz in the bathroom. I try to chase them away, but they came back. They swarm on her face. They seem to tell me that I've lost her forever. It is no longer her. Where is she? She's gone far away. I've broken her. Like a child who breaks his toy. I try to use an electric knife to cut her body. It doesn't work. It just makes a loud sound. I use a hatchet. I strike several times. It's hard work. I strike her thigh. Her body jumps up. If she could feel, it would have hurt.
Finally the thigh separates from her body. I bite it again, like I would bite a chicken leg. Then I cut off her arms. It is even harder than the thigh. I use the electric knife again. It makes a shrill sound, like the sound of her shrill voice. It works this time. Her hand still wears a ring and a bracelet. When I see her long fingers I am driven by another impulse. I use her hand to masturbate. Her long fingers excite me.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:15
I'm craving o'boisies and I just found out they are making them again! It started in Idaho, but I'm not sure how much it has spread. Supposedly the place to look for them is in Dollar Tree stores.
I also miss crystal pepsi, but the first batch of it. The second I thought tastes like liquid balogna. Ew.
Ecto cooler was my favorite of the hi-c stuff.
Shocktarts are sorely missed.
Taco bell had a bacon club buritto or something that was amazing but it's gone. Same with their spicy chicken.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:15
May God have mercy on your soul if you try to write a Ph.D. thesis and don't follow the formatting guidelines. I had to walk across campus holding 1200 printed pages (six copies of a 200 page document) printed on very very expensive acid-free watermarked paper (~50 bucks a ream) and take it to the Margin Nazi, who painstakingly measured all four margins on every single page with a ruler. You can imagine how long that took.
Eventually they rejected my thesis because the dedication page didn't have a page number on it (it was the last page of the front matter and I thought it looked better plain rather than with a little "viii" at the bottom). Fortunately I only had to reprint six pages.
For extra funsies, when they rejected it, they just handed back the 1200 pages to me, and I asked if I could *just* reprint the offending pages and avoid this process again. They said NO, I would have to do this again.
Of course, I just reprinted the pages, swapped them in, and brought it back, but they measured all 1200 of them again.
I asked why I couldn't just leave 1194 pages there so they would know they hadn't changed, since I could reprint the 6 pages and be back in 30 minutes, and they said "WE ARE NOT YOUR STORAGE LOCKER" in a really pissy voice. I pointed out that I was trying to save them hours of redundant work, and they said "We don't tell you how to do your job, how about showing us the same courtesy."
The rudeness of that margin-measuring meathead really burned me up. I nodded oriental style and took long strides to get out as fast as possible. I just sat in my car, my head swimming. A couple of hours later, I see the bastard heading down the parkade. I whip out of my car, come at him from behind, and do a leg-swipe take-down that I learned off some cop show. I'm pretty big, so it wasn't too long before I was stuffing him in the trunk of my car, yelling, "THIS IS YOUR STORAGE LOCKER, MOTHERFUCKER". I drove the bumpiest road in town a few times, then dumped him into a strip joint with 50 bucks. Ever since, I been the champ.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:15
I had been hit by a stupid charge, didn't know why. I went into the bank on my dinner hour to talk to them. It was crowded as fuck because everyone else who was working had the same idea. After about half an hour of waiting in the queue, I finally get to the front. The teller there is some guy who looks snooty as fuck. He managed to look down his nose at me even though he was sat down and I was stood up. I asked why I got the charge, and he pulled up my file.
He said it was from some online porno site or something. I never even use these, who the fuck pays for porn on the internet? I'm meant to have fraud protection so I tell him this is an irregularity and needs to be fixed, before more money goes missing from my account. The stupid fuck looks at me like he obviously doesn't believe me and says "Well you'll have to ring our helpline sir. Please move along.
I'm not ready to move along. I tell him that because of this error I don't have any money to get my food from the supermarket, and I'm meant to have fraud protection on my account. I tell him, "I NEED to make a withdrawal RIGHT NOW" - didn't even have any money for my dinner that day and was fucking hungry. I didn't even have enough time to get any food left, but was going to be late back so I could eat. He still just doesn't care and looks at me like I'm shit from his shoe. Pure dead-eye. "Sir please move along or I will have to call security. At this point I just flipped out. I reached over the desk he was working on, grabbed him by his lapels and dragged him over the desk. I ripped down his trousers and stuck my fist straight up his ass, clenched in a tight fist and say "WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO MAKE A WITHDRAWAL NOW HUH?" and ever since then I been the champ.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:15
This happened to me a long time ago.
It was about twenty years ago now. Yes, there are some people who are that old who browse here. I was at a party some time around 1989, only 17 at the time. A lot of girls were there - especially one called Kate who I had been looking out for. We didn't go to the same schools growing up or whatever (I was out of school a year by that time) but mutual friends made us meet. So anyway, I see some guy talking to her. I figure I'll hang back and wait till she's free, it wasn't a big deal. She wanders off to go to the toilet...and while she does, I see this guy slip some powder into her drink that he had been holding for her.
When she comes back, I walk over really quickly, but before I can get there in time 9the room was quite full) she's already had some of the drink. I know I shoulda shouted out but I don't know why, but I didn't. Stupid social anxiety. Anyway, I decided to stick near her to see that she was ok.
She said hi to me, and was glad to see me, talked about this and that for a few minutes, who was at the party. This scumbag looks really pissed off at this point, shooting daggers at me wanting me to go away but I just ignore him.
After about twenty minutes, Kate says she doesn't feel too well, like she's going to be sick or something. I help her to the toilet and hold her hair back from her face, hoping that she'll puke up enough of this stuff quickly, no matter what it is, for it to not take too much of a hold. She throws up a few times, then sinks back onto the floor and closes her eyes.
I try shaking her for a minute but she doesn't respond. She's still breathing fine though, which is a relief. I decided seeing as we're both in the toilet I might as well lock the door in case that creep comes up. Once the door was locked, a thought came over me.
I started feeling her tit a bit and she didn't move. It was awesome...I knew I wouldn't have got to do this otherwise, and it wasn't my fault she had been drugged, so fuck it. I got hard pretty quickly and had to play with myself.
I whipped it out and started beating off with one hand while I felt up her tit with the other, then put my hand down her pants and played with her pussy lips. She started moaning a bit but didn't wake up. I kept jacking off until I felt a load coming up and sprayed it all over her face, at which point her eyes flickered open and I said "Yehah biatch, you done bbeen tagged UNGH" and ever since then, I been the champ.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:16
I went to Taco Bell once and they overcharged me (by a lot, for Taco Bell) for three tacos. It should have been $3 and they charged me like $7.50. I was too drunk to notice until the next day so I called them up and complained. The manager (Chris) made me tell him the whole story and try to describe who was working, etc. Then he told me he'd refund it and give me a free value meal, so to go in and ask for Chris sometime.
So I went in sometime and asked the lady at the counter for Chris. She asked what I needed and I told her it was about a refund. She insisted she could help with that, but I said "Well, Chris told me to ask for him, we already discussed the whole thing" (because I didn't want to fucking go over it all again). She looked pissed and said "Fine, I'll go get him."
He came out and told her to give me my money and a free meal. Then he walked away and she stared daggers at me and said "You see? I told you I could do this." I started a slow seethe that grew as I left the Taco Bell. I hid out back and waited 5 hours until the bitch came out to go to her bitchmobile. I leaped upon her, squeezed her tits and ass, and yelled, "DID YOU TELL ME I COULD DO THIS?" Ever since, I been the champ.
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Anonymous2012-12-31 17:16
I was making a dinner tonight for a few friends, and decided to go pick up a few things to make a quick dessert, probably something prepackaged to save some time as I'd already been doing a roast all day. There were three other people turning up, a couple a know and a single woman who they are friends with. Obviously trying to set me up. I hadn't seen her yet but wanted to make a good impression whatever happened, and to have a nice dinner for my friends.
So anyway, I'm looking in the dessert aisle at the supermarket, and there's these chocolate mousses there that are some kind of premium type. I figured I could just buy these and scoop them into dishes. I wouldn't say I had made them if asked, but it would look more like I'd made an effort.
Anyway, there are two size packages they come in, 4 and 8. I pick up one of the 4 pack sized ones and put it in my basket. Just as I'm walking off this guy shouts out to me, "Hey, you know the 8 pack is only another quid", (the 4 pack was £4) "You should really get that man, just a heads up".
I say to him how I know how many people I have to feed, and I don't want to be wasteful and start to walk off. He just can't let it go though, says "Oh you'll like them and wish you had bought the 8 pack. You'll regret it". Now I'm pretty sure I won't regret it, and tell him so neutrally as I walk off, but he just refuses to believe me. Looks really smug as he walks off.
This jerk really gets under my skin for some reason, why won't people just accept that I know what the fuck food I want to buy?! Anyway, I pay for my stuff and leave the shop. As I walk round the corner I see the guy going to his car so I go over to him. "Hey man" I say, walking over to him. I grab him, slam him down over his cars bonnet with one arm behind his back, pull down his trousers and shove the 4 pack off mousse right up his ass and say "HEY, THEY BIG ENOUGH FOR YOU NOW?" and ever since then I been the champ.