last person to post in this thread gets $13

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[SrsSam77]

QUALITY

[ProtoChaud]

QUALITY

Quality is of no importance here. Quantity is what gets you the prize. _{the prize being $13}

[SrsSam77]

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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jW-EEbmt0p4

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[Necronomitr0n]

To all those who have had the misfortune to imbibe Slack's poxy criticisms, I have one thing to say: Slack's vicegerents are not only the worst sorts of ghastly whiners there are but are also the greatest enemies we have to the happiness of our nation. First, the misinformation: Slack suggests that he is a champion of liberty and individual expression. Where the heck did he come up with that? We already have our answer: As a respected journalist put it, "Comments like that don't sit well with irrational, incoherent menaces." She probably could have added that I'd like to remind you of something. One of the great leaders of our time recently made this statement: "Slack's shock troops don't want to make their own decisions but want Slack to do their thinking for them." I confess to similar sentiments, but there's always the chance that Slack plans to cast the world into nuclear holocaust sooner or later. I'd like to see him try to get away with such a plan; that should be good for a laugh. You see, most people have already observed that I once tried to explain to Slack that his witticisms will hijack the word "gastrohysterorrhaphy" and use it to give expression to that which is most destructive and most harmful to society. Rather than feel ashamed of himself, Slack got angry at me. What this says is that there's a time to keep silent and a time to speak. There's a time to love and a time to hate. There's a time for war and a time for peace. And, I aver, there's a time to act as a positive role model for younger people. Or, to put it less poetically, Slack has always relied upon a divide-and-conquer strategy to maintain power. This strategy is aimed at keeping all of the world's exploited and oppressed people fighting against each other instead of uniting and fighting against their real enemy: Slack.

Was Slack just trying to be cute when he said that women are crazed Pavlovian sex-dogs who will salivate at any object even remotely phallic in shape? I sure hope so because he's a model of wanton sleaze, a perfect picture of ingratitude, a paradigm of denominationalism. As such, Slack has a natural talent for complaining. He can find any aspect of life and whine about it for hours upon hours.

We don't need to demonize Slack; he is already a demon, and furthermore, his argument that we're supposed to shut up and smile when he says meddlesome things is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. The ultimate aim of his vituperations is to restructure society as a pyramid with Slack at the top, Slack's confidants directly underneath, unhinged bozos beneath them, and the rest of at the bottom. This new societal structure will enable Slack to make higher education accessible only to those in the higher echelons of society, which makes me realize that the things he wants to do are unfair, if not illegal. You don't believe me? Well, consider that if everyone does his own, small part, together we can expose injustice and puncture prejudice. Slack's smear tactics are not the solution to our problem. They are the problem.

For those of you out there who don't know what I'm talking about, let me give you a quick explanation: Slack's confused, mealymouthed scribblings aren't something we can safely ignore. Nor should we merely disparage them wittily over martinis at cocktail parties. No, we must reveal the nature and activity of Slack's hirelings and expose their inner contexts as well as their ultimate final aims. That's the only way to educate the public about how an understanding of the damage that may be caused by Slack's gruesome effusions isn't something I expect everyone to develop the first time they hear about it. That's why I write over and over again and from so many different angles about how for some odd reason, Slack believes that he is always being misrepresented and/or persecuted. His unasinous fans, who believe likewise, also fail to see that if you were to compose a list of the things that an intelligent, clear-eyed, and capable young person could do with his or her life to embrace the cause of self-determination and recognize the leading role and clearer understanding of those people for whom the quintessential struggle is an encompassing liberation movement against the totality of corporatism, I suspect that answering the oleaginous, misinformed dissemblers who retard the free and natural economic development of various countries' indigenous population would figure somewhere in the first three items. Furthermore, I would bet that item nine, ten, or thereabouts would speak to the importance of informing others that I want to thank Slack for his sottises. They give me an excellent opportunity to illustrate just how rabid Slack can be.

Before Slack spews any more psychoanalytical drivel, let me assure him that if history follows its course, it should be evident that he proclaims at every opportunity that he'd never hasten the destruction of our civilization. The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks. A Slack-controlled culture that cheers on Slack's suppression of nonconformity, dissent, and other unpopular words is every bit as chilling as one that seeks merely to confiscate other people's rightful earnings, and besides, he frequently avers his support of democracy and his love of freedom. But one need only look at what he is doing—as opposed to what he is saying—to understand his true aims. As I see it, rather than attempting to work out his disagreements with others, he commonly turns to his friends tapinosis and meiosis, calling his opponents "treacherous, peccable controversialists", "meretricious saps", or even "splenetic widdifuls". I find that rather sad, primarily because Slack's writings are becoming increasingly smarmy. They have already begun to make our lives a living hell. Now fast-forward a few years to a time in which they have enabled Slack to get people to vote against their own self-interests. If you don't want such a time to come then help me question orthodoxy and convention. Help me prevent the production of a new crop of illiberal maniacs.

The worst types of pesky, slatternly philargyrists I've ever seen often take earthworms or similar small animals and impale them on a pin to enjoy watching them twist and writhe as they slowly die. Similarly, Slack enjoys watching respectable people twist and writhe whenever he threatens to muzzle his adversaries. Even his most philopolemical gofers are trained in the use of force, deadly force, advanced weaponry, and offensive and defensive tactics. You may have detected a hint of sarcasm in the way I phrased that last statement, but I assure you that I am not exaggerating the situation.

Slack would have us believe that criminals are merely social rebels. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that absolutely brusque claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I myself warrant it would be more accurate for Slack to say that he must have recently made a huge withdrawal from the First National Bank of Lies. How else could Slack manage to tell us that he has the authority to issue licenses for practicing fogyism? Here's some news for people who are surprised by sunrise: There is only one way to stop him from undermining the foundations of society until a single thrust suffices to make the entire edifice collapse. We must make out of fools, wise people; out of fanatics, men of sense; out of idlers, workers; out of reckless, haughty cuckoo-types, people who are willing to shed the light of truth on the evil that is Slack. Then together we can make the world safe for democracy. Together we can show the world that the one thing I will fight against for all my days is the practice of worthless quacksalvers to create problems that our grandchildren will have to live with. More than that, anyone who has spent much time wading through the pious, obscurantist, jargon-filled cant that now passes for "advanced" thought in the humanities already knows that I surely find Slack's fondness for inquisitions, witch hunts, star chambers, and kangaroo courts most argumentative. What may be news, however, is that over time, his plaints have progressed from being merely capricious to being supercapricious, hypercapricious, and recently ultracapricious. In fact, I'd say that now they're even megacapricious.

I really hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Slack has been growing more adept at bossing others around. This is not a small, narrow, superficial matter of concern only to the self-absorbed few. Rather, just about everyone should pay attention to how Slack and his conveniently bribed allies have been destabilizing society. As bad as that is, it represents only the thin end of the wedge. By the end of the decade, Slack will likely corral his opponents into mini-Bantustans to prevent them from sounding the tocsin for action.

As you know, Slack's hatchet men are profoundly influenced by what Slack says and does. Oh, you didn't know that? That's because Slack has been trying to keep that fact hidden from the public so as to prevent people from realizing that we're going to have to hunker down for a protracted war against him and his den of thieves. This will certainly be a conflict of a type that, given the external backing on which our opponents rely, is unlikely to end in a rout by either side. Even if the fighting ends at the negotiation table, Slack says that the rules don't apply to him. You know, I don't think I have heard a less factually based statement in my entire life.

Slack has gotten carried away with creating an intimidating, hostile, and demeaning environment. It's pretty clear from this lack of restraint that he would play fast and loose with the truth, all at the drop of a hat. It's therefore imperative that we drive off and disperse the two-faced chuckleheads who do away with intellectual honesty, as doing so will let Slack know that life is a search for the true, the good, and the beautiful. It is not, as he believes, an excuse to poison the air, water, and soil. My eventual goal for this letter is to move as expeditiously as possible to put Slack on notice for his attempts to require religious services around the world to begin with "Slack is great; Slack is good; we thank Slack for our daily food". I'm counting on you for your support.

[ProtoChaud]

To all those who have had the misfortune to imbibe Slack's poxy criticisms, I have one thing to say: Slack's vicegerents are not only the worst sorts of ghastly whiners there are but are also the greatest enemies we have to the happiness of our nation. First, the misinformation: Slack suggests that he is a champion of liberty and individual expression. Where the heck did he come up with that? We already have our answer: As a respected journalist put it, "Comments like that don't sit well with irrational, incoherent menaces." She probably could have added that I'd like to remind you of something. One of the great leaders of our time recently made this statement: "Slack's shock troops don't want to make their own decisions but want Slack to do their thinking for them." I confess to similar sentiments, but there's always the chance that Slack plans to cast the world into nuclear holocaust sooner or later. I'd like to see him try to get away with such a plan; that should be good for a laugh. You see, most people have already observed that I once tried to explain to Slack that his witticisms will hijack the word "gastrohysterorrhaphy" and use it to give expression to that which is most destructive and most harmful to society. Rather than feel ashamed of himself, Slack got angry at me. What this says is that there's a time to keep silent and a time to speak. There's a time to love and a time to hate. There's a time for war and a time for peace. And, I aver, there's a time to act as a positive role model for younger people. Or, to put it less poetically, Slack has always relied upon a divide-and-conquer strategy to maintain power. This strategy is aimed at keeping all of the world's exploited and oppressed people fighting against each other instead of uniting and fighting against their real enemy: Slack.

Was Slack just trying to be cute when he said that women are crazed Pavlovian sex-dogs who will salivate at any object even remotely phallic in shape? I sure hope so because he's a model of wanton sleaze, a perfect picture of ingratitude, a paradigm of denominationalism. As such, Slack has a natural talent for complaining. He can find any aspect of life and whine about it for hours upon hours.

We don't need to demonize Slack; he is already a demon, and furthermore, his argument that we're supposed to shut up and smile when he says meddlesome things is hopelessly flawed and totally circuitous. The ultimate aim of his vituperations is to restructure society as a pyramid with Slack at the top, Slack's confidants directly underneath, unhinged bozos beneath them, and the rest of at the bottom. This new societal structure will enable Slack to make higher education accessible only to those in the higher echelons of society, which makes me realize that the things he wants to do are unfair, if not illegal. You don't believe me? Well, consider that if everyone does his own, small part, together we can expose injustice and puncture prejudice. Slack's smear tactics are not the solution to our problem. They are the problem.

For those of you out there who don't know what I'm talking about, let me give you a quick explanation: Slack's confused, mealymouthed scribblings aren't something we can safely ignore. Nor should we merely disparage them wittily over martinis at cocktail parties. No, we must reveal the nature and activity of Slack's hirelings and expose their inner contexts as well as their ultimate final aims. That's the only way to educate the public about how an understanding of the damage that may be caused by Slack's gruesome effusions isn't something I expect everyone to develop the first time they hear about it. That's why I write over and over again and from so many different angles about how for some odd reason, Slack believes that he is always being misrepresented and/or persecuted. His unasinous fans, who believe likewise, also fail to see that if you were to compose a list of the things that an intelligent, clear-eyed, and capable young person could do with his or her life to embrace the cause of self-determination and recognize the leading role and clearer understanding of those people for whom the quintessential struggle is an encompassing liberation movement against the totality of corporatism, I suspect that answering the oleaginous, misinformed dissemblers who retard the free and natural economic development of various countries' indigenous population would figure somewhere in the first three items. Furthermore, I would bet that item nine, ten, or thereabouts would speak to the importance of informing others that I want to thank Slack for his sottises. They give me an excellent opportunity to illustrate just how rabid Slack can be.

Before Slack spews any more psychoanalytical drivel, let me assure him that if history follows its course, it should be evident that he proclaims at every opportunity that he'd never hasten the destruction of our civilization. The gentleman doth protest too much, methinks. A Slack-controlled culture that cheers on Slack's suppression of nonconformity, dissent, and other unpopular words is every bit as chilling as one that seeks merely to confiscate other people's rightful earnings, and besides, he frequently avers his support of democracy and his love of freedom. But one need only look at what he is doing—as opposed to what he is saying—to understand his true aims. As I see it, rather than attempting to work out his disagreements with others, he commonly turns to his friends tapinosis and meiosis, calling his opponents "treacherous, peccable controversialists", "meretricious saps", or even "splenetic widdifuls". I find that rather sad, primarily because Slack's writings are becoming increasingly smarmy. They have already begun to make our lives a living hell. Now fast-forward a few years to a time in which they have enabled Slack to get people to vote against their own self-interests. If you don't want such a time to come then help me question orthodoxy and convention. Help me prevent the production of a new crop of illiberal maniacs.

The worst types of pesky, slatternly philargyrists I've ever seen often take earthworms or similar small animals and impale them on a pin to enjoy watching them twist and writhe as they slowly die. Similarly, Slack enjoys watching respectable people twist and writhe whenever he threatens to muzzle his adversaries. Even his most philopolemical gofers are trained in the use of force, deadly force, advanced weaponry, and offensive and defensive tactics. You may have detected a hint of sarcasm in the way I phrased that last statement, but I assure you that I am not exaggerating the situation.

Slack would have us believe that criminals are merely social rebels. Not surprisingly, his evidence for that absolutely brusque claim is top-heavy with anonymous sources and, to put it mildly, he has a checkered track record for accuracy. I myself warrant it would be more accurate for Slack to say that he must have recently made a huge withdrawal from the First National Bank of Lies. How else could Slack manage to tell us that he has the authority to issue licenses for practicing fogyism? Here's some news for people who are surprised by sunrise: There is only one way to stop him from undermining the foundations of society until a single thrust suffices to make the entire edifice collapse. We must make out of fools, wise people; out of fanatics, men of sense; out of idlers, workers; out of reckless, haughty cuckoo-types, people who are willing to shed the light of truth on the evil that is Slack. Then together we can make the world safe for democracy. Together we can show the world that the one thing I will fight against for all my days is the practice of worthless quacksalvers to create problems that our grandchildren will have to live with. More than that, anyone who has spent much time wading through the pious, obscurantist, jargon-filled cant that now passes for "advanced" thought in the humanities already knows that I surely find Slack's fondness for inquisitions, witch hunts, star chambers, and kangaroo courts most argumentative. What may be news, however, is that over time, his plaints have progressed from being merely capricious to being supercapricious, hypercapricious, and recently ultracapricious. In fact, I'd say that now they're even megacapricious.

I really hate having to keep reminding everybody of this, but Slack has been growing more adept at bossing others around. This is not a small, narrow, superficial matter of concern only to the self-absorbed few. Rather, just about everyone should pay attention to how Slack and his conveniently bribed allies have been destabilizing society. As bad as that is, it represents only the thin end of the wedge. By the end of the decade, Slack will likely corral his opponents into mini-Bantustans to prevent them from sounding the tocsin for action.

As you know, Slack's hatchet men are profoundly influenced by what Slack says and does. Oh, you didn't know that? That's because Slack has been trying to keep that fact hidden from the public so as to prevent people from realizing that we're going to have to hunker down for a protracted war against him and his den of thieves. This will certainly be a conflict of a type that, given the external backing on which our opponents rely, is unlikely to end in a rout by either side. Even if the fighting ends at the negotiation table, Slack says that the rules don't apply to him. You know, I don't think I have heard a less factually based statement in my entire life.

Slack has gotten carried away with creating an intimidating, hostile, and demeaning environment. It's pretty clear from this lack of restraint that he would play fast and loose with the truth, all at the drop of a hat. It's therefore imperative that we drive off and disperse the two-faced chuckleheads who do away with intellectual honesty, as doing so will let Slack know that life is a search for the true, the good, and the beautiful. It is not, as he believes, an excuse to poison the air, water, and soil. My eventual goal for this letter is to move as expeditiously as possible to put Slack on notice for his attempts to require religious services around the world to begin with "Slack is great; Slack is good; we thank Slack for our daily food". I'm counting on you for your support.

TL:DR, FAGIT

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ow my eyes

[rtil]

"ow my back" -space cop

[ProtoChaud]

"my leg" - spongbob guy.

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[Dust]

Who brought this back? by the time anyone gets the $13 they're going to need a lot more to reverse the damage to their vision from looking at this thread so much.

[valiums]

all the smart money has already  invested their vision in the NYSEYE
ive made mad returns on my investments, and by diversifying my visual portfolio, i can now look into the sun for hours without receiving any damage, i can stare down an eagle at 10,00 meters, and i can look into the abyss without it looking back into me
dont bother plunking down any cash now, the eye market's way oversaturated and everything's going to go bearish soon enough

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[SrsSam77]

Make it rain (that 13 dollars)

[ProtoChaud]

˙oppıʞ 'pɐǝp buıʞɔnɟ ǝɹ'noʎ ˙ʇı uı uʍoɹp ןןıʍ noʎ puɐ noʎ ɹǝʌo ןןɐ ʎɹnɟ ʇıɥs ןןıʍ ı ˙ʇoıpı uɯɐppob noʎ 'ǝɔıɹd ǝɥʇ buıʎɐd ǝɹ'noʎ ʍou puɐ 'ʇ'upıp noʎ 'ʇ'upןnoɔ noʎ ʇnq ˙ǝnbuoʇ buıʞɔnɟ ɹnoʎ pןǝɥ ǝʌɐɥ pןnoʍ noʎ ǝqʎɐɯ 'noʎ uodn uʍop buıɹq oʇ ʇnoqɐ sɐʍ ʇuǝɯɯoɔ "ɹǝʌǝןɔ" ǝןʇʇıן ɹnoʎ uoıʇnqıɹʇǝɹ ʎןoɥun ʇɐɥʍ uʍouʞ ǝʌɐɥ pןnoɔ noʎ ʎןuo ɟı ˙ʇıɥs ǝןʇʇıן noʎ 'ʇuǝuıʇuoɔ ǝɥʇ ɟo ǝɔɐɟ ǝɥʇ ɟɟo ssɐ ǝןqɐɹǝsıɯ ɹnoʎ ǝdıʍ oʇ ʇuǝʇxǝ ןןnɟ sʇı oʇ ʇı ǝsn ןןıʍ ı puɐ sdɹoɔ ǝuıɹɐɯ sǝʇɐʇs pǝʇıun ǝɥʇ ɟo ןɐuǝsɹɐ ǝɹıʇuǝ ǝɥʇ oʇ ssǝɔɔɐ ǝʌɐɥ ı ʇnq 'ʇɐqɯoɔ pǝɯɹɐun uı pǝuıɐɹʇ ʎןǝʌısuǝʇxǝ ı ɯɐ ʎןuo ʇou ˙spuɐɥ ǝɹɐq ʎɯ ɥʇıʍ ʇsnظ s'ʇɐɥʇ puɐ 'sʎɐʍ pǝɹpunɥ uǝʌǝs ɹǝʌo uı noʎ ןןıʞ uɐɔ ı puɐ 'ǝɯıʇʎuɐ 'ǝɹǝɥʍʎuɐ ǝq uɐɔ ı ˙pıʞ 'pɐǝp buıʞɔnɟ ǝɹ'noʎ ˙ǝɟıן ɹnoʎ ןןɐɔ noʎ buıɥʇ ǝןʇʇıן ɔıʇǝɥʇɐd ǝɥʇ ʇno sǝdıʍ ʇɐɥʇ ɯɹoʇs ǝɥʇ ˙ʇobbɐɯ 'ɯɹoʇs ǝɥʇ ɹoɟ ǝɹɐdǝɹd ɹǝʇʇǝq noʎ os ʍou ʇɥbıɹ pǝɔɐɹʇ buıǝq sı dı ɹnoʎ puɐ ɐsn ǝɥʇ ssoɹɔɐ sǝıds ɟo ʞɹoʍʇǝu ʇǝɹɔǝs ʎɯ buıʇɔɐʇuoɔ ɯɐ ı ʞɐǝds ǝʍ sɐ ˙ɹǝʞɔnɟ 'uıɐbɐ ʞuıɥʇ ¿ʇǝuɹǝʇuı ǝɥʇ ɹǝʌo ǝɯ oʇ ʇıɥs ʇɐɥʇ buıʎɐs ɥʇıʍ ʎɐʍɐ ʇǝb uɐɔ noʎ ʞuıɥʇ noʎ ˙spɹoʍ buıʞɔnɟ ʎɯ ʞɹɐɯ 'ɥʇɹɐǝ sıɥʇ uo ǝɹoɟǝq uǝǝs uǝǝq ɹǝʌǝu sɐɥ ɥɔıɥʍ ɟo sǝʞıן ǝɥʇ uoısıɔǝɹd ɥʇıʍ ʇno ʞɔnɟ ǝɥʇ noʎ ǝdıʍ ןןıʍ ı ˙ʇǝbɹɐʇ ɹǝɥʇouɐ ʇsnظ ʇnq ǝɯ oʇ buıɥʇou ǝɹɐ noʎ ˙sǝɔɹoɟ pǝɯɹɐ sn ǝɹıʇuǝ ǝɥʇ uı ɹǝdıus doʇ ǝɥʇ ɯ'ı puɐ ǝɹɐɟɹɐʍ ɐןןıɹob uı pǝuıɐɹʇ ɯɐ ı ˙sןןıʞ pǝɯɹıɟuoɔ 003 ɹǝʌo ǝʌɐɥ ı puɐ 'ɐpǝɐnb-ןɐ uo spıɐɹ ʇǝɹɔǝs snoɹǝɯnu uı pǝʌןoʌuı uǝǝq ǝʌ'ı puɐ 'sןɐǝs ʎʌɐu ǝɥʇ uı ssɐןɔ ʎɯ ɟo doʇ pǝʇɐnpɐɹb ı ʍouʞ noʎ ǝʌɐɥ ןן'ı ¿ɥɔʇıq ǝןʇʇıן noʎ 'ǝɯ ʇnoqɐ ʎɐs buıʞɔnɟ ʇsnظ noʎ pıp ʞɔnɟ ǝɥʇ ʇɐɥʍ

[rtil]

heh, you think i forgot about my $13? don't think that you've won, faker.