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I was only a boy of 4, collecting rents and making small loans to other kids on the street, candy today, pay tomorrow, low interest rates, you know how it is...when the Germans came. The grabbed me made me march for days to Buchenwald Concentration camp. I had to pull a cart of Jews too old to walk, by myself 300 kilometers, the Germans said “Schneller Jude! Noch Schneller! Then I escaped! I was free like a flock of seagulls, and I ran, I ran so far away. I just ran, I ran all night and day. Couldn't get away. They caught me outside of Berlin, offering reverse mortgages to other jews, 10 pfennig on the RM is a better price than your going to get from anybody those days, be reasonable! I have overhead and expenses! So to Tribunal I went, pulling a Tiger Tank that had a flat. They tried to gas me but I held my breath, and when the loaded me onto the cart to go to the oven, I made a dash for it! I was able to run through Siberia, swimming over the ice in the Bering Straits with the help of a polar bear, and then into Alaska, where I made low interest loans for snowmobiles and became very successful. I survived!
Look at that face...Oy Vey!
Sheeiit I wuz surviving dem holacos..
I fohw year old juz a nappy headed nigga on deh corner sellin dem onsies and shinin dem shoes kno wut im sayin, cash munny G, getting paid know whut Im sayin? Den dem Germans came. Deh said : Neger, du erscheinst nur vier jahr alt! Was für eine Schlampe hast du für eine Mutter? Du komst mit uns Affechen.! And deh tuk me tuh dis place wit a tire swing and a cave and threw sum bananas at me. I axed where I wuz, and I wus at sum Nahtzee camp called Berlin Tiergarten. Sheeit. I was able to sneak out when they brought in some hairy brutha, and I ran, I ran so far away, I just ran, I ran all night and day, couldnt get away! The caught me selling my 78rpm phonograph of muh hottest rappin' on the same street corner. But then they just sent me to Afrika. I became a developer of mud huts, buying up all the sticks, cornering the market for cow dung, until I was nigga rich. I survived!
what tf is this thread
i just shit my pants.
Why not pay tribute to Heather Heyer who bravely had a heart attack on some kid's car and he took a murder rap for it.
It would be nice if the Subject and the message were next to each other. Then you can use one to lead into the other.
Heather Heyer was so fat...
she wore a yellow raincoat and people yelled "Taxi!"
Heather Heyer goes to the Atlantic Ocean when a lifeguard approaches her and says, "Excuse me ma'am, could you please leave the beach?" Heather replies, "Why? What's wrong?" Well you see, says the lifeguard, "It's getting pretty late, and the tide wants to come in!"
to kill somebody in cold blood?
When he walks out of court a free man?
Hitler didn't need a division of National Guard blocking off every street to protect him from from his own people. They adored him. He told the Jew bankers to fuck off, made a German currency backed by the industry of The People. For this the jew got every nation to attack Germany.
I read about this woman who claims to have found a black hole. Of course she took the credit for other people's work. Typical.
Blatantly injurious erotic anorectal violence—involving a combination of rapid thrusting, a girthy penis/object, and a prolonged duration—is rampant worldwide, facilitated by widespread (willful) ignorance, apathy, and misinformation. It is impossible for resultant anal and rectal injuries and serious/chronic/permanent health consequences to be uncommon due to anorectal fragility relating to anatomy and neuromuscular physiology [References: Anorectal Risks 1-3]. When more than one person is involved such abuse should therefore constitute severely criminal behavior for any penetrative person—especially if significant mental pathology, a strong judgment-impairing drug, etc. are involved.
Pornography featuring anorectal violence can have numerous effects on some viewers. It may serve as inspiration for their own activities, condition them to be aroused by suffering, and contribute to development of related mental pathology: sexual sadism disorder, sexual masochism disorder, and perhaps even psychopathy for younger individuals [References: Trends
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People with such inclinations, some affiliated with pornography companies, are having a field day with anorectal violence and spreading disinformation. That unrestrained hedonism is promoting societal decadence.
Governments worldwide have not addressed those matters effectively, and many people are suffering as a result. First and foremost, educational systems under their purview are failing to adequately and accurately educate people about anorectal anatomy, physiology, health, and especially the traumatic risks of anoreceptive activities. Secondly, governments are failing to rein in out-of-control pornography industries over which they have jurisdiction. Lastly, for people who both 1) harm others for profit and 2) inspire countless viewers, governments are failing to ensure that they face severe criminal consequences: Some of those viewers are inspired to the point of emulation, even using coercion.
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Or maybe not. This site has issues.
the site was just made (despite posts from long ago) and is writing every module from other chans from the ground up so I wouldn't worry, it's undergoing very rapid development
because you have no sexual currency? Look in the mirror. You're still a loser like you were at 16. You're older now and you've yet to accomplished much. You did a year of college but took some time off..never finished. You not a late bloomer, you're a never bloomed. Maybe you're even downright repulsive. You've got no education or skills or talent, so you have no money, and you're not funny so you have nothing to offer. But behold! You adopt a leftist political identity and you're no longer a single miserable reject. Now you are a mob of ugly, unaccomplished, miserable rejects on parade. Now there's a remote chance of you getting laid! The one cute one hangs on every word of the Che Guano retread guy in the Beret that spouts Marx, but you've set your sights on that chubby one with the hairy pits, dog tags, rat tail. You'll try for weeks to get her to have coffee with you, and you'll try so hard, you won't even know she's a dyke, while everyone laughs at you for trying. It gets so tiring. You still can really fit in. Your only hope is politics, and that takes money you don't have. By 28, life is over. Your working in a crappy restaurant, or on disability from some half ass slip
me nigga, shoot me nigga!