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Originally posted by l�cid See, there's three kinds of people: dicks, pussies, and assholes. Pussies think everyone can get along, and dicks just want to fuck all the time without thinking it through. But then you got your assholes, Chuck. And all the assholes want us to shit all over everything! So, pussies may get mad at dicks once in a while, because pussies get fucked by dicks. But dicks also fuck assholes, Chuck. And if they didn't fuck the assholes, you know what you'd get? You'd get your dick and your pussy all covered in shit!

for teh win?

whoa triple quoted, i rule.

surprise, cockfags!

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Originally posted by l�cid whoa triple quoted, i rule. surprise, cockfags!

i think the credit should go to TEAM America.

...



FUCK YEAH!

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Originally posted by l�cid whoa triple quoted, i rule. surprise, cockfags!

Wow... ouch...

wow, heh

Tribu and Angela just made this thread great.

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Originally posted by DJ RJT Wow... ouch...

hahaha you still have to see that movie. we should watch it on sunday!

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Originally posted by l�cid hahaha you still have to see that movie. we should watch it on sunday!

Sunday would be a great day... slightly cracky sunday afternoon movie j'all!!!

And yeah, I'm waiting until you're up for it for me too see it... so hurry up kid!

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Originally posted by |cEbLu3 wow, heh Tribu and Angela just made this thread great.

We do it because we love TA that much.

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I just watched that movie for the first time Monday night! ridiiculaus!!

dude you must live on Pn30brius II the planet that orbits a sun that was just flung out from a collision of galaxies like the MICE GALAXIES . A time traveller (because what is a space traveller other than one going through space faster than light and in effect going through time. Even someone with a telescope powerful enough to capture rays of light from the beginning of time would still be, in essence a time traveller) that came to your planet would at first think it inhabited primarily by pre-erect quad/bipedals.

They would become confused at the lack of a protruding brow, non-callused knuckles, and Apple IIs stashed under heaps of dot matrix printing.

Theyd look around in wonder and realize those verdant rope tangles strung between the forest of off kilter trees were POWER lines.

a look of awed confusion/hilarity would pass between the oberservers as they attempted to make contact with these beings. They would find them polite, semi-affable, and have a half-glazed look of confusion stamped permanently on their faces.

As time went on the explorers would realize that, even though these people had the veneer of civilization coating them; it was drippy, lumpy, and look as if it had been smeared on by some uncaring God.

They would be invited into their 1 story ramblers, it would be messy, but not enough to comment on later, the kind of messiness that you dont even notice, but in the end you realize you dont respect the person as much as you could.

Theyd be shown into the den, the color brown would dominate. There would be antique furniture used as regular use items...not the nice kind. The kind that has bone white patches looking for all the world like little bits of bleached bone where the lacquer has worn off...probably from the continual rubs and bumps that rubbed through the coating off in the first place.

The owner would then proudly boot up his "computer" and talk of small, inconsequential things. Hed laugh deprecatingly as the computer whirred and clicked to a greyscale image comprised mostly of pixels. Pixels spaced so far apart that anyone watching actually KNEW they were getting SHOT by an electron GUN.

Questions would roll endlessly around in their minds like some hideous mutation of a perpetual motion machine.

"how did they figure out what hole to stick it it?"

"How the hell can a fruit be a computer?"

Yes...these people were still using Apples. All of them.

The explorers were now intruders. How were they to keep their twisted lips, their lowered brows and squinted eyes from showing their disdain at this... 'Hippy'

Desperately they would ask to see the rest of the house

"no problem!" the owner would say in an all too loud voice, "I just want to show you something ive been working on!"

A cold sweat popped out of their eyeballs as intensity rays shot from their mouths. They attempted social telepathy:

"shut up hippy, show us your damn house and let us out of here"

they thought over and over again screwing their eyes shut in concentration. The Apple User had already spun around, however, using his massively over-developed skull plating to shield their "logic" (as the bones typically jokingly called it as they reflected all original thought late at night. 'what are they gonna tell us next? Inhaling smoke routinely fucks you all up?' and then they would laugh and laugh all the while accidently chafing the cerebral cortex which was slowly but surely taking away their abaility to resist intense emotions, crying, and ice cream.) beams.


They both flinched in terror at the ominous gong sound that emanated from the dusty 'machine'. They envisioned pre-historic cults of hominids through handfuls of poinsonous fungus into fires and dancing frantically as their hair covered cohorts dropped due to their "lack of will"

Each generation became progessively more retarded ergo...the Apple User.

Upon booting a slew of confused icons would pop up, with a freakish EEP noising startling both the user and the interlopers at every peep.

Finally he would show them his "work" after navigating through endless coils of drop down menus.

It was a letter. Written to an online community.

These idiots had invented internet.

"we call it 'unnnn yeahhhh, trannncceee BIZZZLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEE!' although we are looking into getting a new name"

As their eyes read furiously over the 'post' skipping most paragraphs, but then catching an interesting reference and skipping quickly back to the just-skipped literature they began to tremble.

"yeah..." the man drawled while popping open a beer, "Ill finish it in a hundred years or so.."

the skeptical raising of eyebrows made the home owner laugh out loud.

"HA HA! is this confusing for you? I can see grey hairs on your head how old are you good sir if you dont mind me asking"

'we are brothers, aged 40 and 43'

his raucous laughter shocked them, and they got that tingly, empty feeling when the embarassment of a situation becomes nearly unbearable and you have no reaction to the insanity of the situation.


"Sirs, you come here in your pods ejected from interstellar ships and you tell me that you STILL die of old age?!"

he then slammed his head back, drained the bottle, and quickly opened another.

"Im sure you have similar stories on your planet of 'oldest living (whatever you call yourselves) drinks 1 glass of wine a night!' well...we took that to the obvious next step:

fucking sea turtles. Yes sir, I have one in my well right now. You see," the man leaned back and stretched while enjoying another brew," we Haploidians have learned to live without WOMEN or WORK or any of that shit. Copulate with a turtle every couple of weeks and you can drink what you want, eat what you want, and youll probably lived forever. We havent tested that one out yet because it hasnt been forever!"

He paused here to choke on his beer as he was immensely amused by his own joke.

"but there is another part to that forumla...one we discovered early..." the man sighed and opened his mouth as if to reveal more...

He paused then, his eyes growing pained.

"You fellas want a drink?"




TO BE CONTINUED!

^^^^^^^that is too much to read...^^^^^^


the woman's mind = make us happy...


that is all...


oh, and make us orgasm ALOT!!!!

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Originally posted by Orbax dude you must live on Pn30brius II the planet that orbits a sun that was just flung out from a collision of galaxies like the MICE GALAXIES . A time traveller (because what is a space traveller other than one going through space faster than light and in effect going through time. Even someone with a telescope powerful enough to capture rays of light from the beginning of time would still be, in essence a time traveller) that came to your planet would at first think it inhabited primarily by pre-erect quad/bipedals. They would become confused at the lack of a protruding brow, non-callused knuckles, and Apple IIs stashed under heaps of dot matrix printing. Theyd look around in wonder and realize those verdant rope tangles strung between the forest of off kilter trees were POWER lines. a look of awed confusion/hilarity would pass between the oberservers as they attempted to make contact with these beings. They would find them polite, semi-affable, and have a half-glazed look of confusion stamped permanently on their faces. As time went on the explorers would realize that, even though these people had the veneer of civilization coating them; it was drippy, lumpy, and look as if it had been smeared on by some uncaring God. They would be invited into their 1 story ramblers, it would be messy, but not enough to comment on later, the kind of messiness that you dont even notice, but in the end you realize you dont respect the person as much as you could. Theyd be shown into the den, the color brown would dominate. There would be antique furniture used as regular use items...not the nice kind. The kind that has bone white patches looking for all the world like little bits of bleached bone where the lacquer has worn off...probably from the continual rubs and bumps that rubbed through the coating off in the first place. The owner would then proudly boot up his "computer" and talk of small, inconsequential things. Hed laugh deprecatingly as the computer whirred and clicked to a greyscale image comprised mostly of pixels. Pixels spaced so far apart that anyone watching actually KNEW they were getting SHOT by an electron GUN. Questions would roll endlessly around in their minds like some hideous mutation of a perpetual motion machine. "how did they figure out what hole to stick it it?" "How the hell can a fruit be a computer?" Yes...these people were still using Apples. All of them. The explorers were now intruders. How were they to keep their twisted lips, their lowered brows and squinted eyes from showing their disdain at this... 'Hippy' Desperately they would ask to see the rest of the house "no problem!" the owner would say in an all too loud voice, "I just want to show you something ive been working on!" A cold sweat popped out of their eyeballs as intensity rays shot from their mouths. They attempted social telepathy: "shut up hippy, show us your damn house and let us out of here" they thought over and over again screwing their eyes shut in concentration. The Apple User had already spun around, however, using his massively over-developed skull plating to shield their "logic" (as the bones typically jokingly called it as they reflected all original thought late at night. 'what are they gonna tell us next? Inhaling smoke routinely fucks you all up?' and then they would laugh and laugh all the while accidently chafing the cerebral cortex which was slowly but surely taking away their abaility to resist intense emotions, crying, and ice cream.) beams. They both flinched in terror at the ominous gong sound that emanated from the dusty 'machine'. They envisioned pre-historic cults of hominids through handfuls of poinsonous fungus into fires and dancing frantically as their hair covered cohorts dropped due to their "lack of will" Each generation became progessively more retarded ergo...the Apple User. Upon booting a slew of confused icons would pop up, with a freakish EEP noising startling both the user and the interlopers at every peep. Finally he would show them his "work" after navigating through endless coils of drop down menus. It was a letter. Written to an online community. These idiots had invented internet. "we call it 'unnnn yeahhhh, trannncceee BIZZZLLLLLLLLLLLLEEEEEEEEE!' although we are looking into getting a new name" As their eyes read furiously over the 'post' skipping most paragraphs, but then catching an interesting reference and skipping quickly back to the just-skipped literature they began to tremble. "yeah..." the man drawled while popping open a beer, "Ill finish it in a hundred years or so.." the skeptical raising of eyebrows made the home owner laugh out loud. "HA HA! is this confusing for you? I can see grey hairs on your head how old are you good sir if you dont mind me asking" 'we are brothers, aged 40 and 43' his raucous laughter shocked them, and they got that tingly, empty feeling when the embarassment of a situation becomes nearly unbearable and you have no reaction to the insanity of the situation. "Sirs, you come here in your pods ejected from interstellar ships and you tell me that you STILL die of old age?!" he then slammed his head back, drained the bottle, and quickly opened another. "Im sure you have similar stories on your planet of 'oldest living (whatever you call yourselves) drinks 1 glass of wine a night!' well...we took that to the obvious next step: fucking sea turtles. Yes sir, I have one in my well right now. You see," the man leaned back and stretched while enjoying another brew," we Haploidians have learned to live without WOMEN or WORK or any of that shit. Copulate with a turtle every couple of weeks and you can drink what you want, eat what you want, and youll probably lived forever. We havent tested that one out yet because it hasnt been forever!" He paused here to choke on his beer as he was immensely amused by his own joke. "but there is another part to that forumla...one we discovered early..." the man sighed and opened his mouth as if to reveal more... He paused then, his eyes growing pained. "You fellas want a drink?" TO BE CONTINUED!

i couldn't read this. i kinda wanted to, but i couldn't.

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Originally posted by Omega_Blue i couldn't read this. i kinda wanted to, but i couldn't.

think about WRITING all that bullshit. took forever.

Then why, WHY did you write it?!

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Originally posted by Ang ' ela_ie Then why, WHY did you write it?!

cuz he is drinking beer and being philosophical... and that is what he does apparently...


man... ORBAX... could you summarize it for us tards?

im drinking. but not a lot. Mainly to pass time. Also, i found something besides beer that passes time. writing

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Originally posted by Orbax im drinking. but not a lot. Mainly to pass time. Also, i found something besides beer that passes time. writing

well, there are lots of things that pass the time...





btw- your sig is fucking hilarious....

hehe which part

Re: The woman's mind

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Originally posted by DJ Balti I know men can be complete lying bastards but why is it women can never believe you in the way of compliments etc?

Joke answer:

It all comes back to the universality of moral maxims. The liar, in order to succeed in his lie, relies on his own assumption that the individuals he lies to will presume that he is telling the truth. That is to say, that if the universal maxim of human communication is that a communicator will generally tell the truth (and we do presume that the communicator is telling the truth unless we have valid cause to believe otherwise) then the liar will generally be successful in manipulating the individuals he communicates to. If, however, we take the liar's maxim as the universal maxim (that is, that in the act of lying he wills that all others should lie as well), then the lie is self-defeating. If everyone is operating under the presumption that people generally lie, then there will be no benefit for the liar to actually lie - people are automatically going to assume that he is lying (as this is the new "universal maxim") and thus he will not be able to manipulate people in the same way that he can where people presume he is telling the truth. This is what Kant calls a "contradiction in conception" - the action (lying) becomes self-defeating when applied as a universal maxim (a world in which everyone lied would make the act of lying pointless) and must therefore be considered immoral.

However, there are specific situations where telling the truth is not always taken to be a universal maxim. For instance, when a woman asks "Do I look fat to you?", you do not, generally, say "Why yes, actually. Yes you do". The trouble is, since the lie in this scenario is taken to be the universal maxim (men will tell women that they do not look fat, regardless of how they actually look) it is self-defeating. The woman has the a priori expectation that, in this situation, the man is likely to lie, so she refuses to acknowledge the veracity of the compliment when it is given. Since the lie is universally applied, the reason for lying (to manipulate her into feeling better about herself) becomes null and void.

Therefore, the universal principle of lying to make women feel better about themselves is a self-defeating principle - because the lie is taken as the universal maxim, it will cancel itself out and the aim of the lie therefore cannot be realised, because it will automatically be taken as a lie at face value. This, simply, is why women do not believe you when you compliment them: they believe that you are acting from the universal hypothetical imperitive of lying in order to make them feel better (or to get them into your bed) and not because they believe you are obeying a general, deontological desire to always tell the truth.

Serious answer:

Because all women are, in actual fact, neurotic and sexually promiscuous.

Fellow TA's just listen and get off your moms lips for a second,

you were all raised by your moms and it just screams through in your posts. 88% of men are "raised" by their moms and its become a hot topic in leadership topics and articles. They've nicknamed it the "pussyfaction of america".

When someone compliments you all the time and lets you do whatever. You have set a dynamic role in that relationship. You have given a women all the power in the relationship because your conveying that you are lucky to have such a person in your life.

Attraction is not being set, infact you are allowing for the most outlandish things to be done to you. However, most people would rather follow than lead because it is less work. There is no such thing is a 50/50 relationship.

Heres what your going to do... and as counter intuitive as this might sound, trust me. Take a break from this girl for a couple weeks. Stay busy in the rest of your life, plan things you know might break. Set an exact time and date to hang out. Make her know she can't flake on you.

1 of 2 things is going to happen and you need to be impartial to either outcome:

1.) you re establish the attraction that was either set very subtly or was never set at all. she'll like you so much for it and you will be in a much better position

2.) you flipped roles too fast and your not conveying a congruency between these two personality types you've shown her. she might walk, but you need to indifferent. there are a million girls out there.


be strong!

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Originally posted by Zombie0729 You have given a women all the power in the relationship because your conveying that you are lucky to have such a person in your life.

Its because they ARE that lucky.

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Attraction is not being set, infact you are allowing for the most outlandish things to be done to you. However, most people would rather follow than lead because it is less work. There is no such thing is a 50/50 relationship.

So what, the man in the relationship is supposed to be getting the better deal? Should women be the ones to have "outlandish" things done to them?

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Heres what your going to do... and as counter intuitive as this might sound, trust me. Take a break from this girl for a couple weeks. Stay busy in the rest of your life, plan things you know might break. Set an exact time and date to hang out. Make her know she can't flake on you.

And be prepared to watch her walk away because she knows youre not worth it.

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1.) you re establish the attraction that was either set very subtly or was never set at all. she'll like you so much for it and you will be in a much better position

Yeah, women will LOVE you if you ignore them! This is the best advice ever, guys!

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2.) ...there are a million girls out there.

You just have to find the one thats willing to let you walk all over them, right?

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be strong!

And stupid.

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Originally posted by Ang ' ela_ie Its because they ARE that lucky. So what, the man in the relationship is supposed to be getting the better deal? Should women be the ones to have "outlandish" things done to them? And be prepared to watch her walk away because she knows youre not worth it. Yeah, women will LOVE you if you ignore them! This is the best advice ever, guys! You just have to find the one thats willing to let you walk all over them, right? And stupid.

my post wasn't geared towards you. Attraction is something no one can control. You think you know what turns you on and what your attracted to but the fact is, you don't. you know what qualities you like in a guy from social programming, not from a deeper level attraction.

if we met in real life and i could present idea's and ideologies to you it would make more sense. however most of my advice is geared towards women who have no insecurities and are what most men call "9's & 10's". if you don't fall into this category then i dont expect you to understand my concepts

women confuse me...there are no two ways about it.

This thread confuses me.

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Originally posted by Floorfiller women confuse me...there are no two ways about it.

a lot of the confusion is because its not logical to a man. infact, its very counter intuitive. there are a few people on this board who can vouch for my teachings. there will be some written documents i'll be selling in the next 6 monthes

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