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Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:53 am to DownSouthJukin
I started sittin with the cool kids at lunch so I got to join the noncensored club.
You gotta be a real edge lord to get freedom of speech.
You gotta be a real edge lord to get freedom of speech.
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:54 am to genro
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Kathy Miles
Does that still earn a ban?
Not that you are wrong.

Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:54 am to thatguy45
I play Fortnite, bitch. Let me in.
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:54 am to DownSouthJukin
quote:
count
you mean cunt?
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:54 am to BrerTiger
To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause—there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th'unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action.
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles
And by opposing end them. To die—to sleep,
No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to: 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd. To die, to sleep;
To sleep, perchance to dream—ay, there's the rub:
For in that sleep of death what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause—there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life.
For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,
Th'oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,
The pangs of dispriz'd love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office, and the spurns
That patient merit of th'unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? Who would fardels bear,
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovere'd country, from whose bourn
No traveller returns, puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?
Thus conscience does make cowards of us all,
And thus the native hue of resolution
Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry
And lose the name of action.
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:54 am to thatguy45
Let me sell my soul to WillyT so I can call out the the ****ry wizards for what they really are
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:55 am to thatguy45
Idk about yall but I can't stop thinking about ringoflex's Dad's perfect little a-hole and how the sphincter puckers when he presents it. God he is insatiable
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:55 am to genro
quote:
genro
quote:
Idk about yall but I can't stop thinking about ringoflex's Dad's perfect little a-hole and how the sphincter puckers when he presents it. God he is insatiable
For posterity.
This post was edited on 12/2/19 at 12:56 am
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:56 am to DownSouthJukin
quote:I already have a poster of it
For posterity.
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:57 am to Hailstate15
How can you say fig and not ****ry?
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:57 am to DownSouthJukin
quote:
I play fortnite
1v1 me bitch. Winner gets uncensored and free of Chickens communism
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:57 am to genro
I prefer his momma. She's a big ol broad, can be tough to find the right spot, and theres a distinct odor but I get to write it off on my taxes.
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:57 am to the808bass
Fig newtons are the best
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:58 am to the808bass
****RY GODDAMNIT
This post was edited on 12/2/19 at 12:59 am
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:58 am to Hailstate15
quote:
1v1 me bitch. Winner gets uncensored and free of Chickens communism
I really don’t. I have a pituitary condition which renders me unable to engage in that sort of ****ry.
This post was edited on 12/2/19 at 1:00 am
Posted on 12/2/19 at 12:59 am to Hailstate15
Slow down there speed racer. Youre gonna cut someone bein so edgey, think of the danger to ringoflex's dad's health
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