make a post in the style of the poster above you

^^^fake

I don't post much, I guess.

GAHHHHHHHHH FUCK YOU FUCK YOU DDRT#$TY ERHRF

http://www.rapidshare.com/MikeLove.rar

Here is a 128k mp3 rip with no ID3 tags of a mike love show form 1987!

ILX 2

User has been succesfully banned.

GUYS THERE IS NOTHING WRONG WITH MIKE LOVE.

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http://www.auburn.edu/oit/teaching_learning/webpages/images/broken_image.gif

WTF you guys are dicks. GOD.

(joeks bruv)

Here's another picture of me. Do you guys like my new glasses? How about my new haircut? Gawd, I am always at work.

esteban buttez isn't funny

Sorry I didn't hang around Trayce, all I remember is getting off the tram and eating a pie and then staggering home.

As the actress said to the bishop, hey Trayce, would you like some of this nice pike I got from Sydney Fish Markets?

[picture from futurama]

i'll get me coat...

SAUCE BOSS

Here is an awesome pic of my dog doing dog things.

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hi i work in radio and look like tombot and jw had a kid

i can't believe you guys are spending time thinking about this

TYPICAL HUMAN RACE BEHAVIOR

i know, but it's fun to think about!!

why did you slight me?

why would you want an admin log? i don't get it

please ban this guy. please.

people call me "the nicest guy I know"

*cockslurp*

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i'm gay for google

I'VE ALREADY SEEN THAT MOVIE!

that movie sucks.

where is the respect for Jack Palance?

that movie sucked

neigh

that movie was awesome

ALL CAPS LOCK POLL ABOUT SOMETHING

I'm not max r

They filmed that at my school.

xpost I don't know who u r

ALL CAPS LOCK WU-TANG QUOTE xxp fuck

DR PEPPER ALL OVER MY KEYBOARDS

FUCK YOU, SUPERCHUNK RULES

wdylll.gif of you from 5 years ago

[political essay][picture of dreadlocks standing on a mountain]

ethan otm

haha

i just spent $400 on records and im in even deeper debt

guyse i have to write like 50 pages about derrida by tomorrow.

Didn't you already write a Derrida paper two years ago?

---THREAD INTERRUPT---

GUYS IF ITS AN X-POST THEN POST ABOUT THE PERSON THAT POSTED BEFORE YOU OR DO NOT POST AT ALL. GOD WHY IS THAT SO HARD???

OK RESUME

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[a joke my dad would make]
XP

i love my dad

derrida? i hardly know her

(more of uncle joke maybe tho)

haha that was wonderful like the other day
i was out taking photos of bikes and my tv still works! wow

Fishbone are great!

IS great

I miss Waitrose :(

You are all mentalists.

Christ do you know how boring it is to hear you talk like this?

Maybe I should lock this thread but fuck it.

^^^^ LOL

No one remembered my birthday :(

Wait, was it your birthday? I missed this.

OH NO GUYS MY WIFE IS OUT OF TOWN HOW DO I COMPORT MYSELF

Keep it up and HARDMAN will ban you

This thread deserves better than you, Hardman.

I eat Miracle Whip

I disapprove of my wife showing her boobs on the internet.

Eddie Albert was still alive? Damn.

/\ /\ /\
Ban this fool.

Juan Atkins!

Oh haha wait Cell technology still sucks and I'M THE CONSUMER.

i would totally buy that tho

Fashion is a term that usually applies to a prevailing mode of expression, but quite often applies to a personal mode of expression that may or may not apply to all. Inherent in the term is the idea that the mode will change more quickly than the culture as a whole. The terms "fashionable" and "unfashionable" are employed to describe whether someone or something fits in with the current popular mode of expression. The term "fashion" is frequently used in a positive sense, as a synonym for glamour and beauty and style. In this sense, fashions are a sort of communal art, through which a culture examines its notions of beauty and goodness. The term "fashion" is also sometimes used in a negative sense, as a synonym for fads, trends, and materialism. Current global fashion centres are London, Milan, Paris and New York, but other cities like Rome and Tokyo are also becoming well known.

The habit of people continually changing the style of clothing worn, which is now worldwide, at least among urban populations, is a distinctively Western one. Though there are signs from earlier. In 8th century Cordoba (Spain), Ziryab, a famous musician and stylist migrant from Baghdad, introduced the first germ of fashion in Europe. He developed a sophisticated clothing fashion based on seasonal and daily timings. In winter, for example, costumes were made essentially from warm cotton or wool items usually in dark colours and summer garments were made of cool and light costumes involving materials such as cotton, silk and flax in light and bright colours. Brilliant colours for these clothes were produced in tanneries and dye works which the Muslim world perfected its production, for example, in 12th century Fez, there were more than 86 tanneries and 116 dye works.[2] In daily timing Ziryab suggested different clothing for mornings, afternoons and evenings. Henry Terrace, a French historian, commented on the fashion work of Ziryab “He introduced winter and summer dresses, setting exactly the dates when each fashion was to be worn. He also added dresses of half season for intervals between seasons. Through him, luxurious dresses of the Orient were introduced in Spain. Under his influence a fashion industry was set up, producing coloured striped fabric and coats of transparent fabric, which is still found in Morocco today.” [3]

It can be fairly clearly dated to the middle of the 14th century, to which historians including James Laver and Fernand Braudel date the start of Western fashion in clothing.[4][5] The most dramatic manifestation was a sudden drastic shortening and tightening of the male over-garment, from calf-length to barely covering the buttocks like the one in the pic on the right, sometimes accompanied with stuffing on the chest to look bigger. This created the distinctive Western male outline of a tailored top worn over leggings or trousers which is still with us today.

The pace of change accelerated considerably in the following century, and women's fashion, especially in the dressing and adorning of the hair, became equally complex and changing. Art historians are therefore able to use fashion in dating images with increasing confidence and precision, often within five years in the case of 15th century images. Initially changes in fashion led to a fragmentation of what had previously been very similar styles of dressing across the upper classes of Europe, and the development of distinctive national styles, which remained very different until a counter-movement in the 17th to 18th centuries imposed similar styles once again, finally those from Ancien regime France.[6] Though fashion was always led by the rich, the increasing affluence of Early Modern Europe led to the bourgeoisie and even peasants following trends at a distance sometimes uncomfortably close for the elites - a factor Braudel regards as one of the main motors of changing fashion.[7]

The fashions of the West are unparalleled either in antiquity or in the other great civilizations of the world. Early Western travellers, whether to Persia, Turkey, Japan or China frequently remark on the absence of changes in fashion there, and observers from these other cultures comment on the unseemly pace of Western fashion, which many felt suggested an instability and lack of order in Western culture. The Japanese Shogun's secretary boasted (not completely accurately) to a Spanish visitor in 1609 that Japanese clothing had not changed in over a thousand years.[8]

Ten 16th century portraits of German or Italian gentlemen may show ten entirely different hats, and at this period national differences were at their most pronounced, as Albrecht Dürer recorded in his actual or composite contrast of Nuremberg and Venetian fashions at the close of the 15th century (illustration, right). The "Spanish style" of the end of the century began the move back to synchronicity among upper-class Europeans, and after a struggle in the mid 17th century, French styles decisively took over leadership, a process completed in the 18th century.[9]
Man in a pinstriped suit.
Man in a pinstriped suit.

Though colors and patterns of textiles changed from year to year,[10] the cut of a gentleman's coat and the length of his waistcoat, or the pattern to which a lady's dress was cut changed more slowly. Men's fashions largely derived from military models, and changes in a European male silhouette are galvanized in theatres of European war, where gentleman officers had opportunities to make notes of foreign styles: an example is the "Steinkirk" cravat or necktie.

The pace of change picked up in the 1780s with the increased publication of French engravings that showed the latest Paris styles; though there had been distribution of dressed dolls from France as patterns since the sixteenth century, and Abraham Bosse had produced engravings of fashion from the 1620s. By 1800, all Western Europeans were dressing alike (or thought they were): local variation became first a sign of provincial culture, and then a badge of the conservative peasant.[11]

Although tailors and dressmakers were no doubt responsible for many innovations before, and the textile industry certainly led many trends, the History of fashion design is normally taken to date from 1858, when the English-born Charles Frederick Worth opened the first true haute couture house in Paris. Since then the professional designer has become a progressively more dominant figure, despite the origins of many fashions in street fashion.

Fashion in clothes has allowed wearers to express emotion or solidarity with other people for millennia. Modern Westerners have a wide choice available in the selection of their clothes. What a person chooses to wear can reflect that person's personality or likes. When people who have cultural status start to wear new or different clothes a fashion trend may start. People who like or respect them may start to wear clothes of a similar style.

Fashions may vary significantly within a society according to age, social class, generation, occupation and geography as well as over time. If, for example, an older person dresses according to the fashion of young people, he or she may look ridiculous in the eyes of both young and older people. The terms "fashionista" or "fashion victim" refer to someone who slavishly follows the current fashions (implementations of fashion).

One can regard the system of sporting various fashions as a fashion language incorporating various fashion statements using a grammar of fashion. (Compare some of the work of Roland Barthes.)

this new 8 ball & mjg song is awesome! check out this blog to read about it!

ethan i dont care what you think about my opinions on lil wayne i am ignoring you.

Oh, no, he didn't say anything about Wayne, okay
Lil' Wayne is MY boo, okay. He is svelte.
Weezy ain't never hurt nobody.
Hey y'all know! Big thangs come in small packages! Holla!
Now everythang was cool
Until 50 Cent came back into the picture.
THEY better NOT put their hands on Weezy.
Okay, 'cause first of all, they do not know that I am a 12 degree
PINK belt.
Okay, I will slice his ass up like a little piece of celery, okay?
'Cause, see, they don't KNOW me.
Delicious - Do they know me?
Okay, I thought so.
'Cause YOU know I know karate.
And I will see him, and I will Jet-Li his ass.

http://www.theonion.com/content/files/images/character1.article.jpg

Since television ran away from home .. it has been wandering .. searching .. trying to find it’s way back to Mayberry. These days, whatever I’m watching, I’m unfulfilled. I can close my eyes and smell the crayons in Miss Crump’s classroom. I can smell the bay rum in Floyd’s Barber Shop. When I open my eyes, I see mostly mayhem. And as Charlene Darling would say "that makes me cry." From our weekly visits to Mayberry, we learned tolerance for Otis Campbell’s weakness .. and for Aunt Bea’s pickles. We learned compassion from Opie’s misused slingshot and we were introduced to soft love at Myers Lake. The bumbling Goober’s among us learned that we still may be smarter than anybody when it comes to fixin’ cars. Barney Fife .. taking himself so very seriously .. was a mirror reflection of most of us. And Sheriff Andy Taylor understood. Mayberry .. where are you now when we need you so?!? Might television ever find its way back to Mayberry? Is the image of father and son, hand-in-hand, going fishing too trite, too provincial for contemporary plausibility? One might think so .. except .. that episodes remain evergreen in re-runs. After all these years .. the bullet in Barney’s pocket still evokes a smile. City folks .. intimidated .. or seduced by drifters. Buddy Ebson as a hobo was helped to discover his own conscience in Mayberry. Remember the impatient city visitor .. with no time to spare? But he ended up in the porch swing singing "Church in the Wildwood". Opie slept on the ironing board that night. Adventure sleeping, he called it. Today, we laugh at one another. In Mayberry, we cared about one another. That was confirmed even in the way the writers wrote around Floyd’s incapacity. An observation which this professional people watcher considers most impressive .. is that everybody to whom Mayberry was home .. might have been assumed by cynics to be play-actors. And yet, each in real life turned out real good! Aunt Bea remained in character until death did us part. Whatever it was about that small town brigadoon appears to have become an indelible influence on those who lived there .. and on us who visited. Television owes us .. and that accruing debt will be amortized, at least in part, if it keeps Mayberry alive against the day when behave yourself and love your neighbor .. comes back into style.

hey my roommate is totally having hilarious nonfictional anal sex on my actual couch, and its really happening for real

you all ride ron paul's dick

at least Ratatouille's more adult than Apatow/Rudd spawn.

but less vulgar than Ace in the Hole

The need for Ratatouille was preempted by Steamboat Willie.

You're OLD.

Born on June 10, 1960, as a matter of fact.

beeps

I was hell of bored the other day, so my fiance and I decided to make our own toboggans out of cardboard boxes.

Ah, Abbott, I remember you mentioned that toboggan idea in an email to me dated September 29th, 2006.

how about go fuck yourself

Don't get me started on cardboard toboggans, this is a touchy subject for me.

Especially as my copy of Toboggan 360 is waiting for me at home! Yay!

but how can I get a copy of this for wii? which they still don't have for sale anywhere : (

Yes, I call my pet wish the Happy Crab, even though he's not a crab, nor does he seem particularly happy. Nevertheless, Happy Crab he is.

What's happy?

I love whiskey/whisky/whatever, oh hell be nice to each other. Go Sens.

I would, but Tomas and I are going to the Fire game this weekend.

Maybe we'll make out. I do that with guys sometimes.

Here's a cute pic of my new boyfriend, growling like a puppy!

Verily, fair posters, this is becoming another lazy zing thread. Poppage.

This sport thing's really got me gotter-growsy mope oh my lachrymose glands but at least I love robins and other passeriformes, but not as much as corvids!

xp

xxpost

My father's name being J4gg3r, and my Christian name L0u1s, my infant tongue could make of both names nothing longer or more explicit than "POPPAGE".

[lol @ everyone on this thread getting excited at LJ finally showing up]

I don't understand the personal attack on me there. I never said LJ wasn't going to show up.

I love LJ, he is a good man (in style of me).

AARRRGGGGG I HATE LIFE RIGHT NOW im going to drive into a pole when i pick up my FIANCE!

I JUST ATE A TIRE BUT IT TASTED GOOD BECAUSE OF THIS HOT SAUCE HERE IS A PICTURE OF IT.

OLD MIZZOURI FAIR MISSOURI

EMERGENCY EYEWASH STATION DOT JPG

(Abbott and NV, both of yours are awesome!)

i guess girls don't like my poems. *sigh*

(chaki wtf dude)

(that upset me)

(sorry! i was just posting the first thing that came to mind. you posted it yesterday! sorry seriously. sheesh.)

(i mean YOU posted it!)

(whisper whisper whisper)

(I know I did but I was like serious, I mean I'd prefer not to think about or focus on that)

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(ok sorry sheesh! maybe you shouldn't post things on the internet that you dont want to think about a day later though! :( )

(I'm not sorry but it's still pretty raw, I can dig and all and it will seem the funnies later, but you know)

(Christmas morning)

(ok lets proceed i am now elmo)

IM SKINNY NOW YAY

i rate primus songs i listened to today

Ban the fake Jordan.

Hi, i'm, um, some guy or girl!

what is jordan s famous for?

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Hey, I just bought these 238 7 inch singles yesterday, let me post pics of them!

(x-post)

i'm easy.

wait, that wasn't a post, i meant me, i'm easy!

xxpost

...in the nude.

hi, here is a thread about the 30 most recent black metal records i've been listening to today!

[something about drumming]

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Woman on the left: 17 April, favourite food Beef Chow Mein. Woman on the right: 3 September, favourite food error: file cannot be accessed

Hello, I look nothing like mookieproof.

Suggest Pavement songs that I can use as sports talk bumpers.

GUNS

you guys suck at this

[cosby show] [ zombies ] [ possible implications for notional planet where both things really exist ]

JANGA JANGA JANGA

sorry bros I'm gonna be out of town this weekend! we'll hang out later though blood diamonds yo

Haven't we been through this before?

Haven't we been through everything before?

what do you think, chuck?

you guys are missing the point of this thread!

(ha ha good one!)

(if it's in parentheses, it doesn't count)

Dudes, everything is better in New Orleans. Even, no wait, ESPECIALLY the benefit concerts.

(yeah right there's a thread for yr parenthetical commentary)
(xpost)

I'm a leprauchan, gree hee hee hee!

the end

or whatever.

MY NAME IS KANTLIPS

I am frequently kindhearted, tasteful and restrained while posting, and espouse an optimistic world view.

x-post

ren hoek voice: YOU EEEDIOTS

you xenomorphs

i saw a screening of spider-man 5 and it's not good you guys :/

"Look at ME, I'm JORDAN, I'm pretending to be SLOCK1, cause I'm so CLEVER and COOL, blah blah blah drum"

I've always been a rather extreme and judgemental person, someone who pays more attention to change than to continuity. One result is that I have very firm opinions on what's essentially over. Things that have, for other people, centuries of validity stretching in front of them are, for me, already dead as dodos. They may cling on for decades, they may peter out slowly. But as far as I'm concerned, they're over. They no longer warrant serious attention. They're basically retro. This is useful, because it frees me up to concentrate on the things I think aren't over. Today I thought I'd list the things I feel, instinctively, are over now. And the things that -- in some cases surprisingly -- aren't.

Rock Music: I decided rock music was over in about 1983. Which is odd, since that's the year classic-format rock music "came back" (U2's chiming chords obliterated the New Romantics with their synths, the Human League made a record about Lebanon with guitars in it, Eno ditched ambient to become a rock producer). But I was right. Basic-format rock music has been "coming back" since then at regular intervals (The Strokes, The White Stripes, Lightning Bolt). That doesn't mean it isn't over. It just means it's stubborn. People playing guitars, and other people thinking that's incredibly important, is over. You can tell that when you watch the highly viral YouTube videos of StSanders. I first saw these on Rhodri's page, then Toog's. StSanders has removed the original sound from concerts and substituted his own plausible yet pathetic sounds -- Ozzy Osbourne clapping, Jake E. Lee twangling impotently on an unamplified guitar. Watching them, you feel like someone who's woken up from a foolish adolescent dream. You feel like the gatefold emperor is finally naked. And you feel like the digital age (editing, YouTube, viral memes) is poking fun at another era, one it's entirely supplanted.

Popular Music: Okay, rock music is over and the internet dances on its cheesecloth grave, crying with mirth. But what about popular music in general? I'm not quite so sure about this, but I think it's over too. For a start, young people aren't interested in music CDs now. Manning a market stall this summer, trying to flog old CDs I no longer had any use for, I found that it wasn't just me; nobody had any use for them. There was interest in the DVDs and computer games, but not in the music CDs. And especially not from anyone under 30. CDs (and vinyl albums more charismatically before them) were us, but they aren't any more. As for mp3s, well, ubiquity is the abyss. Look at this artistically, too. There's been a brain drain. No longer will the most talented creative brains of their generation be headhunted by popular music, as might have been the case thirty years ago. My nephew -- who's remarkably similar to a 90s-born me -- wants to make computer games, not pop records.

Television: When did I first notice that television is over? Six or seven years ago, on a trip back to my hometown of Edinburgh. I was walking at night along the Georgian terraces, looking in people's astragaled windows. When I actually lived in Edinburgh and walked around at night, I'd see people sitting at home watching TV. But since the turn of the century what I see is people sitting at their computers. Because I don't go back home often, it just seemed to happen overnight. Bang! People switched off TV and switched on computers. Personally, I watch almost no television now. When I do watch it I find it completely unbearable. Most of it is the fast-edit promo fluff they run between shows, and the edits get faster all the time. You'll see 80 or 90 fast-edited ultra-dramatic moments packed into a few seconds, people getting axes through their heads or breaking up their relationships, and this is meant to draw you in. In fact it does the opposite. It sends you to the internet, which by and large gives you what you want when you want it. Television, in the age of interactivity, feels like a bully's bludgeon. And the bully is all the worse for knowing he's essentially over.

Telephones: I realise that not many people will agree with me here, but as far as I'm concerned telephones are totally over. The basic flaw in the telephone (which probably seemed like a good idea at the time) is that it interrupts you (and everybody else in range). It's an interrupting machine. It allows people to talk to you without their bodies being present, but doesn't allow you to do much about when and where they interrupt. Sure, calls can be recorded, screened, put on hold. But if you're doing all that, why not deal with voice traffic, or communication in general, via the internet? Telephones of all kinds are amazingly annoying, and telephone companies are horrible. The telephone is over. I ditched my last mobile in 2003. I only have a landline now because it comes free with my internet subscription.

Cars: Yet another monster of the 20th century that, as far as I'm concerned, has bitten the dust. Cars are possibly the most evil thing man has ever invented. They destroy all the places they touch by making everywhere irrelevant scenery on a transit corridor. We now realize they're destroying the planet too, melting the polar ice caps with their emissions. They cause oil wars. They magnify selfishness and make anyone who drives them into a snappy asshole. They clog up cities and show us, when we drive, only the ugliest bits of them. They've added to the sum of human misanthropy. They kill wildlife, turning it into roadkill. Their effect on urban planning has been appalling -- suburbs and malls and sprawl. Traffic in cities now moves as slowly as horses did. There's no point taking your car because you'll get all stressed, won't be able to read on the way, and won't find a place to park when you arrive. Use public transport; cars are over. What's more, they know they're over. You can tell this because, although they're still everywhere, cars want to be invisible. They all have the same design. Where once they came in vivid colours and represented "freedom", now they come in metallic non-colours (and, occasionally, red) and the ads for them try, pathetically, guiltily, to invoke ethics and the environment. Which, of course, is like a Borgia stressing religious duty and the need to be kind.

Democracy: Sadly, democracy is basically over. It's been replaced by shopping, travel, art -- everything, really. It's melted away. I haven't voted in a national election since the 80s. And if I had, would a thing have changed? When you can't really slip a cigarette paper between the parties? (Which reminds me, smoking is over too. Somebody tell Tokyoites and Berliners!) When you can't trust the Diebold voting machines (they count backwards in some counties)? When votable politics is all about the managerial allocation of budget and the enabling of commerce, ie terribly dull and (g)local? When you can hop onto a plane and be, within minutes, in a completely different political environment which is essentially exactly the same as the one you left (because they too have to deal with multinational companies and multinational individuals like yourself)? When what happens in Europe depends on what happens in America, and we Europeans can't vote there or, it seems, do much to change the American psyche? When undemocratic China seems set to be the 21st century's dominant power? I don't say -- at all -- that we should cease to be political. I'm an intensely political person. It's just that voting once every few years is such a pathetic expression of the political that it's laughable. I'm doing something much more political right now when I tell you what I think is over.

What else is over? America is basically over, as an evangelical template for the rest of the world. America in the future will be a place, a flavour, an accent, rather than "a destination for all of mankind". It will be specific rather than universal, off to the side rather than in the middle, a possible destination for some rather than an inevitable one for all. Books are basically over -- and I say this as someone who's only now got around to writing one. Nobody has the time to read books. There just isn't that much silence in the world, that much freedom from distraction. Wildlife is over; species are dying off at an alarming rate. We need to preserve the DNA of every living thing, at the very least. But living wild, unaffected by humans -- forget it. You're in a zoo or you're extinct. What's more, nobody seems to care. Winter is over -- there's no more snow on the Alps, no more cold snaps, the major powers rush to claim the mineral resources of the Arctic and Antarctic because soon -- much sooner than we predicted -- they'll just be rock. Fresh water passages open up from the Atlantic to the Pacific, over the pole.

What isn't over? There are things you think ought to be over, if cars, democracy, telephones and television are. And yet they survive and even thrive. For instance, rock and pop music may be over, but live concerts aren't. In an age where we want and need pretexts to come face-to-face with other human beings, concerts and conferences, sports events and art biennials provide the perfect excuse. And, while cars may be finished, planes aren't. Planes cover the kind of distances that matter increasingly as the world shrinks. Bicycles also aren't over: our bodies need them. Our legs will wither away if we don't use them. And there are few things more exhilarating than zooming along just above the ground on a bicycle frame. Television may be over save a billion YouTube retro glimpses at its best moments, but radio isn't; it's a medium that talks to you as you walk around the house, tells you things in a reassuring voice even when you're alone. Newspapers are over as paper things, but not as "viewspapers" -- clusters of opinion and analysis. Video looked like it might replace still photography in the early 90s, but, for my money, it's still photography which will win, because memories are much better represented by a still image than a jerky video sequence that sort of pans and zooms ineptly across something. Video formats come and go, but photographs endure. Unique one-off handmade stuff made by artists, potters, architects and amateurs may seem threatened by mass manufacturing and digital artifacts, but the replicable, in fact, only enhances the unique; one-off handmade stuff will continue to increase in value. Communism and socialism (not necessarily in "democratic" forms) looked like they died at the end of the 80s, but they'll be back because they embody the antidote to concentrations of wealth, which certainly aren't over. And religion, which should have been over centuries ago, won't go away any time soon. As long as pain, perplexity and death persist, so will the names of gods.

Now, I don't think that's really a far, unlazy, or accurate assessment. I can think of at least 12 reasons as to why this is true.

The first is OH FORGET IT THIS IS GOING TO GET SO XPOSTED, I WAS REALLY GOING OT MAKE UP 12 POINTSOH LOOK IT WAS XPOSTED, COPY PASTE WINS

Guys reading that blog entry makes me want to stab myself in the face, I'm going to go play some NHL 07 or something.

christ momus is such a bozo

why won't he die already?

I AM STILL NAMED KANTLIPS

I AM STILL CANADIAN

you are canadian

hahaha i thought that was chaki doing a parody of momus

WTF?!?

I HATE BABY BOOMERS. Also, I was once a spy in the air force.

ARGH ARGH MUST SHIELD EYES ARGH btw Mark E Smith is the coolest person alive kthxbi

Alas; the loss of Bent he Younger was truly the final nail in our proverbial coffin. Ah, to smell the sweet meadow air of the Premiership again...

(I'm wearing my Fall shirt right now, actually!)

puppies!

aliens!

puns!

Big Pun!

big .xls!

Revenge of the Nerds 2 was filmed at my high school!

photo_booth_picture_of_me_making_face.jpg

[that would be awesome, to have gone to high school in a hotel]

you guys suck at this

you guys suck at this

you guys suck at this

R.I.P.

Sin City

This reminds me of an embarrassing formative childhood experience I once had.

I was just gonna make that post.

Snarky comment.

(this thread seems like a lot of fun, but i don't know enough about people's posting styles apart from a few people)

( comments go here: subthread for exploding minds re: make a post in the style of the poster above you )

I used to be funnier, look what you've all done to me.

too mnay Nipsy Urssles

get the fuck out of my hotel bitch

I post on this thread so often that people are running out of witty observations to make about my posting style.

that's it. i'm done. have fun staring into the rhombus mirror.

whenever i post this thread comes to a halt

GOD you are all so gullible and stupid

do you guys like my glasses

Sir I'm going to have to ask you to leave this thread.

Go Vikings!

Go Vikings!

Go Gorillas!

Go West! Life is peaceful there.

BEWBS

I AM FAMOUS HOLLYWOOD WRITER

last.fm user chaki thinks you would enjoy listening to "CHAKI"

Fuck you, I'm going to look at kittens.

with crazy tittays.

LOL

That is to say, an entertaining period was passed and enjoyed by many

I once had an unfortunate incident with a glass of madeira, my father's potting-shed, the 1957 Reader's Digest, and a vintage Caterham, so it's Cockburn's or bust for me, ta.

I once had an unfortunate incident with a glass of madeira, my father's potting-shed, the 1957 Reader's Digest, and a vintage dress, so it's poppage or bust for me, forsooth.

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wow i actually followed like half this thread. i need to get off ilx.

(this one's for remy)

And that's when the federal government found out I'd had a tricycle parked illegally for twenty-two years. They fined me $2,985 and banned me from driving for life, but that's ok, because frankly jail's probably better than this, and who wants a bigger carbon footprint?

It is most unfortunate that I should be caught in this compromising situation. In future times, I will only wank in private.

Thanks, I like my jacket too.

Dr. Morbius already made this post, and now my post is going to die when he points that out. Whatevs.

Man I dunno if you guys have heard this new record by Necrophyasdlitadlyfum, but it's amazing and blends psych and black metal and doom and excitable Maiden riffs and some Zeppelin and like some crusty grindcore style stuff into an awesome and seamless whole.

Seriously good post

jol out

^^^real talk

That's the 235th use of "^^^real talk" on the board this month.

Fuck this, I'm going to the pub.

fuck this, i'm going to the pub.

fuck this, i'm going to the pub

ACTUALLY I think you'll find there are SIX British teams in the Champions League, not just four, and one of them has reached more finals than Arsenal or Chelsea recently. Bloody Premiership argh SHUT UP TYLDESLEY.

Jol in

So it's okay for this guy to make Martin Jol jokes without getting deleted/banned, is it?

I am drunk and angry

my curvy colombian wife doesn't understand me

my curvy English gf doesn't understand my obsession with computers

I don't understand computers

Just wandering around the alleys behind Times Square in Algonquin last night, and I find this little window on the ground behind a cardboard box. I kick the box out of the way and somehow get it where Niko jumps through the portal.

Next thing I know, I'm in looking through a POV of C.J. and it's 1991 Liberty City!

Forty seven dead beats living in the back street
north east west south all in the same house
sitting in a back room waiting for the big boom
I'm in a bedroom waitng for my baby

CHORUS:
She's so mean but I don't care
I love her eyes and her wild wild hair
dance to the beat that we love best
heading for the nineties
living in the wild wild west
the wild wild west

Mandy's in the backroom handing out valium
sheriff's on the airwaves talking to the D.J.'s
Forty seven heartbeats beating like a drum
got to live it up live it up
Ronnie's got a new gun

CHORUS

Now put your flags in the air and march them up and down
you can live it up live it up all over the town
and turn to the left, turn to the right
I don't care as long as she comes tonight

CHORUS

Heading for the nineties living in the eighties
screaming in a back room waiting for the big boom
give me give me wild west
give me give me safe sex
give me love give me love
give me time to live it up