English Textboards

I'm compiling a list of English textboards (http://www.vip-quality.org/files/overtext/).

 Am I missing any?

Milkribs is the admin of world5ch? Somehow I don't think so...

Also, you have some boards listed as Custom even though they're clearly using Kareha. The edits aren't even that great to constitute calling them Custom.

This is an interesting website and I will bookmark it..

Looked through my bookmarks and you already have more than anything I have, kudos!

>>2
 Yes, his name used to be in the meta tags on the front page.

>>4
Thank you.

Yes, his name used to be in the meta tags on the front page.

um, anybody can put milkribs in their meta tags. milkribs was used in that meta tag due to milkrib's association to /lounge/, not because the admin is milkribs

Type this into google:
"kareha * + 2ch mode + RSS feed"
You're missing a lot.

>>7
One of the results on the first page was this;

Strangulation - GUROchan Requests
29 posts - 4 authors - Last post: 9 Mar 2007
This thread has been closed. You can not post in this thread any longer. - kareha 3.1.0 + 2ch mode + RSS feed -
orz.gurochan.net/req/archive/1147084744 - Cached
Vore‎ - 29 posts - 20 Dec 2007
Quad Amputee Slaves‎ - 22 posts - 2 Jul 2007
Guillotined?‎ - 25 posts - 18 Feb 2007
Loli amputee manga..?‎ - 23 posts - 22 Jan 2006

Fuck. That.

And some of those have pictures :P

I have an updated list here, for you internet weirdos:

http://wakaba.c3.cx/soc/kareha.pl/1297245013/1,3

http://bienvenidoainternet.org/zonaVIP

>>10
Cool link mister.

* http://bienvenidoainternet/zonavip

The disco. We go to disco. My body's sweaty from the MDMA inside it. I like to dance with you. You grab my ponytail. It is greasy with Germanic juices that I put inside my hair. Disco, we are the disco. I have a mesh shirt. My leather pants show off my sausage inside it. I grind your body, then we eat ecstasy and have Special K inside of the bathroom. It's a men's bathroom, but no one cares that you come inside because they know that inside it we do lots of drugs. And I will share them if the bouncer lets me go into the bathroom with you, and then we go home. We have efficient sex. And then I realize you're not that hot anymore because I've blown a load and I don't have ecstasy inside of my bloodstream. So I make sandwich. It has hazelnuts, bread, and some jelly that I got from the supermarket. It tastes pretty good, but it probably tastes better because my taste buds have ecstasy inside them. And then I go up to the bathroom, and you're wearing one of my shirts; that isn't cool. You didn't even ask. I met you earlier the evening; you're not my girlfriend, you're just girl that I have sex with. We probably won't do this again because I realize that your hair is frazzled and it probably has extensions. It's not your real hair, and that's kind of gross 'cause who knows where it came from.

Consider this: A pack of wild Niggers.
Savage, slavering Niggers nearing your white home. Trampling your white lawn. Raping your white daughter.
And you can't do shit since they're savages. The Nigger leader grabs your wife and fucks her with his shaman stick.
The primal Niggers finally dominate your household. They watch barbaric shows on TV and you are forced to be their slave.
Such is the downfall of White Man.