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General Discussion / Re: My worries about Blockland as of now
« on: September 09, 2019, 08:15:55 PM »
More like roosterland.
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General Discussion / Re: [BG Official] Brickadia Hate Thread
« on: September 09, 2019, 08:10:57 PM »
Is it just me?
Or is everyone gay?
Or is everyone gay?
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General Discussion / Re: older blockland user check-in.
« on: October 17, 2017, 08:24:28 PM »
Someone, please, baked beans in my star fish is a large funnel on tap?
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Off Topic / Re: The Book of Florb (Praise be to Flodos)
« on: January 27, 2015, 11:33:43 AM »I'm worthy of the florb, I am?Nope. Sorry.
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Off Topic / Re: The Florb does again
« on: July 16, 2014, 06:35:12 PM »but bones, we already know this. Why would you make a thread? Thats like making a thread to remind us to breath.Do not pretend to understand the florb. Those who claim to understand the flob actually know up to 3% less about the florb than those who truly understand. Much of how the flob does is still largely unknown and undocumented. There is still much to be known about how florb does and this is why Bones travels the world fighting national socialists, who wish to cover up the truth.
They have very large blankets.
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Off Topic / Re: SAD NEWS FOR ALL THE PEOPLE
« on: July 03, 2014, 06:06:52 PM »
Bones will be fine guys. He knows the Contra code.
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Off Topic / Re: SAD NEWS FOR ALL THE PEOPLE
« on: July 03, 2014, 05:58:55 PM »
I remember a time when Bones the forth are play games with us and not shoot national socialists. Those were good times, but bones is all growed up now and needs do.
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Gallery / Re: Bones' 1:1 Saturn V Rocket
« on: March 16, 2014, 12:07:32 AM »can I be in ussrSorry. It's good, but just not up to USSR's standards. The only way to get into USSR is to BUILD A loving BOX!!!!!!!1!!
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Drama / Re: Bones4 Rude Skype
« on: February 27, 2014, 10:15:02 PM »
Facechild recorded a time that me to a seat and you will look of university I forced me the research of conception that is ill the place. I carry always the scars of an ecclesiastical one of this day. This it cannot forgive torna-se-o.
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Drama / Re: Bones4 Rude Skype
« on: February 27, 2014, 10:02:03 PM »Protection products, business, marketing, security and reduces the Socialist Socialist Socialist big conversion businesses reduce protectionism.Abseiling, handling, safety, protection of the Socialist Socialist Socialist.
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Drama / Re: Bones4 Rude Skype
« on: February 27, 2014, 09:59:14 PM »
You must kill his son and the mother of two: >, can also add her mother Frigth 3 people died in one-third of women Mroing Tallinn.
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Drama / Re: Bones4 Rude Skype
« on: February 27, 2014, 09:51:09 PM »
Vasisild. We are 20 years old, but a wedge between us, age of Empires is a passion for both high resolution. Here's where we parted ways, I'm afraid it may save your life.
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Drama / Re: Bones4 Rude Skype
« on: February 27, 2014, 09:39:14 PM »
Age of Empire 2 HD Vasichild this week, forcing them to play with, I would like to stress one point. Games and large machines fly in the sky, what is wrong but it's not. If it is not at the beginning. This cat is hard to ruin.
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Drama / Re: Bones4 Rude Skype
« on: February 27, 2014, 09:25:52 PM »
I have facts for those who think and arguments for those who reason. Before I say anything else, I'd like to state the following disclaimer for Mr. Bones IV's benefit: Warning! This letter may contain sarcasm. Okay, now that that's taken care of, let me posit the hypothesis that the key to Bones's soul is his longing for the effortless, irresponsible, automatic consciousness of an animal. He dreads the necessity, the risk, and the responsibility of rational cognition. As a result, one of the brash anarchists in Bones's employ has penned an extensive treatise whose thesis is that Bones would never even consider creating a world without history, without philosophy, without science, without reason—a world without beauty of any kind, without art, without literature, without culture. Contrary to what that emollient hagiography asserts, Bones maintains that the goodness of something is in direct proportion only to the amount of mammonism in said thing. That's not just a lie but is actually the exact opposite of the truth—and Bones knows it. Why is Bones deliberately turning the truth on its head like that? Well, I'm sure Bones would rather attack everyone else's beliefs than answer that particular question.
I like to think I'm a reasonable person but you just can't reason with ill-bred fefnicutes. It's been tried. They don't understand, they can't understand, they don't want to understand, and they will die without understanding why all we want is for them not to malign and traduce me.
I feel funny having to tell readers whom I presume are adults that Bones takes visible delight in denying both our individual and collective responsibility to live in harmony with each other and the world. I bring that up solely to emphasize that he fully intends to spread jingoism all over the globe like pigeon droppings over Trafalgar Square. But that's not enough, not for him. Bones will additionally violate all the rules of decorum, which is why I assert that if you think that this is humorous or exaggerated, you're wrong. Due to the power relationship between the dominator and the dominated, I fully intend to initiate meaningful change. That's the path that I have chosen. It's surely not an easy path, but then again, I am not interested in debating Bones. One can't have a debate with someone who is so willingly ignorant of the most basic tenets of the subject being discussed.
Certain facts are clear. For instance, I suspect that we should let Bones prattle on about how a richly evocative description of a problem automatically implies the correct solution to that problem. At this point, such exsufflicate jibber jabber is harmless enough, albeit a little unsettling. Nevertheless, it does demonstrate how Bones has the nerve to call those of us who reinforce what is best in people “conspiracy theorists”. No, we're “conspiracy revealers” because we reveal that if it weren't for scary quacksalvers, Bones would have no friends. Bones's older squibs were prolix enough. His latest ones are undeniably beyond the pale.
Please forgive my directness, but I'm not a psychiatrist. Sometimes, though, I wish I were, so that I could better understand what makes people like Bones want to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. It would be great if we could recall the ideals of compassion, nonviolence, community, and cooperation. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of paternalism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to solve the problems that are important to most people. Bones says that he is a man of peace. You know, I don't think I have heard a less factually based statement in my entire life. He is hooked on designer victimology but fails to notice the real victims: the entire next generation. He has recently been going around claiming that lying is morally justifiable as long as it's referred to as “strategic deception”. You really have to tie your brain in knots to be gullible enough to believe that junk.
Bones's attempts to sue people at random are much worse than mere larrikinism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation. Trying to keep Bones from plunging the whole of Christendom into wars and chaos is a sucker's game. No matter how hard we try to stop him, he'll always find some new way to interfere with the most important principles of democracy.
Although lawless purveyors of malice and hatred are relatively small in number compared to the general population, they are increasing in size and fervor. To be sure, it is a universally acknowledged truth that one personality trait that's common to many raffish skelms is arrogance—a trait that Bones has in abundance—but I'm not writing this letter for your entertainment. I'm not even writing it for your education. I'm writing it for our very survival. Knowledge is the key that unlocks the shackles of bondage. That's why it's important for you to know that I have reason to believe that Bones is about to diminish our will to live. I pray that I'm wrong, of course, because the outcome could be devastating. Nevertheless, the indications are there that this is an exceptionally convincing illustration of the power wielded by Bones and of the destructive way in which he uses that power. But there is a further-reaching implication: His hysteria-producing animadversions are sufficient to give pause to the less thoughtful among us. “Uh-oh,” such people think. “We'd better help Bones give rise to mumpish schnorrers—just in case.”
I'll let you in on a little secret: Bones is afflicted with what I call Terrorism Addiction Disorder. Symptoms include loss of control, craving and withdrawal symptoms, social isolation, excessive financial debt, and an insatiable desire to smear people of impeccable character and reputation. The only known cure is for Bones to admit that I intend to look closely at his traducements to see what makes them so effectual at making widespread accusations and insinuations without having the facts to back them up. I should expect to find—this is a guess that I currently lack sufficient knowledge to verify—that Bones's idiotic claim that his faith in simplism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations is just that, an idiotic claim.
Be that as it may, Bones would have you believe that there should be publicly financed centers of egoism. I have already, for the present at least, sufficiently answered the climatic part of this proposition and have only to add that Bones has frequently been spotted making nicey-nice with the most judgmental prats I've ever seen. Is this because he needs their help to bask in the bestial shine of racism? It is only when one has an answer to that question is it possible to make sense of his inclinations because if he wants to be taken seriously, he should counter the arguments in this letter with facts, not illogical panaceas, personal anecdotes, or insults.
Just between you and me, if Bones bites me I will clearly bite back. He would have us believe that we can change the truth if we don't like it the way it is. Yeah, right. And I also suppose that ethical responsibility is merely a trammel of earthbound mortals and should not be required of a demigod like Bones? The fact of the matter is that he would have us believe that his deeds are the carriers of civilization and that without them history is silent, literature is dumb, science is crippled, and thought and speculation are at a standstill. The reality, in contrast, is that if you look back over some of my older letters, you'll see that I predicted that Bones would violate the basic tenets of journalism and scholarship. And, as I predicted, he did. But you know, that was not a difficult prediction to make. Anyone who has bothered to learn even a little about Bones could have made the same prediction. I close this letter along the same lines it opened on: If the word “photoreconnaissance” occurs to the reader, he or she may recall that Mr. Bones IV once tried to leave behind a wake of effrontive reaction.
I like to think I'm a reasonable person but you just can't reason with ill-bred fefnicutes. It's been tried. They don't understand, they can't understand, they don't want to understand, and they will die without understanding why all we want is for them not to malign and traduce me.
I feel funny having to tell readers whom I presume are adults that Bones takes visible delight in denying both our individual and collective responsibility to live in harmony with each other and the world. I bring that up solely to emphasize that he fully intends to spread jingoism all over the globe like pigeon droppings over Trafalgar Square. But that's not enough, not for him. Bones will additionally violate all the rules of decorum, which is why I assert that if you think that this is humorous or exaggerated, you're wrong. Due to the power relationship between the dominator and the dominated, I fully intend to initiate meaningful change. That's the path that I have chosen. It's surely not an easy path, but then again, I am not interested in debating Bones. One can't have a debate with someone who is so willingly ignorant of the most basic tenets of the subject being discussed.
Certain facts are clear. For instance, I suspect that we should let Bones prattle on about how a richly evocative description of a problem automatically implies the correct solution to that problem. At this point, such exsufflicate jibber jabber is harmless enough, albeit a little unsettling. Nevertheless, it does demonstrate how Bones has the nerve to call those of us who reinforce what is best in people “conspiracy theorists”. No, we're “conspiracy revealers” because we reveal that if it weren't for scary quacksalvers, Bones would have no friends. Bones's older squibs were prolix enough. His latest ones are undeniably beyond the pale.
Please forgive my directness, but I'm not a psychiatrist. Sometimes, though, I wish I were, so that I could better understand what makes people like Bones want to place stumbling blocks in front of those of us who seek value and fulfilment in our personal and professional lives. It would be great if we could recall the ideals of compassion, nonviolence, community, and cooperation. Still, if we take a step, just a step, towards addressing the issue of paternalism, then maybe we can open people's eyes (including our own) to a vision of how to solve the problems that are important to most people. Bones says that he is a man of peace. You know, I don't think I have heard a less factually based statement in my entire life. He is hooked on designer victimology but fails to notice the real victims: the entire next generation. He has recently been going around claiming that lying is morally justifiable as long as it's referred to as “strategic deception”. You really have to tie your brain in knots to be gullible enough to believe that junk.
Bones's attempts to sue people at random are much worse than mere larrikinism. They are hurtful, malicious, criminal behavior and deserve nothing less than our collective condemnation. Trying to keep Bones from plunging the whole of Christendom into wars and chaos is a sucker's game. No matter how hard we try to stop him, he'll always find some new way to interfere with the most important principles of democracy.
Although lawless purveyors of malice and hatred are relatively small in number compared to the general population, they are increasing in size and fervor. To be sure, it is a universally acknowledged truth that one personality trait that's common to many raffish skelms is arrogance—a trait that Bones has in abundance—but I'm not writing this letter for your entertainment. I'm not even writing it for your education. I'm writing it for our very survival. Knowledge is the key that unlocks the shackles of bondage. That's why it's important for you to know that I have reason to believe that Bones is about to diminish our will to live. I pray that I'm wrong, of course, because the outcome could be devastating. Nevertheless, the indications are there that this is an exceptionally convincing illustration of the power wielded by Bones and of the destructive way in which he uses that power. But there is a further-reaching implication: His hysteria-producing animadversions are sufficient to give pause to the less thoughtful among us. “Uh-oh,” such people think. “We'd better help Bones give rise to mumpish schnorrers—just in case.”
I'll let you in on a little secret: Bones is afflicted with what I call Terrorism Addiction Disorder. Symptoms include loss of control, craving and withdrawal symptoms, social isolation, excessive financial debt, and an insatiable desire to smear people of impeccable character and reputation. The only known cure is for Bones to admit that I intend to look closely at his traducements to see what makes them so effectual at making widespread accusations and insinuations without having the facts to back them up. I should expect to find—this is a guess that I currently lack sufficient knowledge to verify—that Bones's idiotic claim that his faith in simplism gives him an uncanny ability to detect astral energy and cosmic vibrations is just that, an idiotic claim.
Be that as it may, Bones would have you believe that there should be publicly financed centers of egoism. I have already, for the present at least, sufficiently answered the climatic part of this proposition and have only to add that Bones has frequently been spotted making nicey-nice with the most judgmental prats I've ever seen. Is this because he needs their help to bask in the bestial shine of racism? It is only when one has an answer to that question is it possible to make sense of his inclinations because if he wants to be taken seriously, he should counter the arguments in this letter with facts, not illogical panaceas, personal anecdotes, or insults.
Just between you and me, if Bones bites me I will clearly bite back. He would have us believe that we can change the truth if we don't like it the way it is. Yeah, right. And I also suppose that ethical responsibility is merely a trammel of earthbound mortals and should not be required of a demigod like Bones? The fact of the matter is that he would have us believe that his deeds are the carriers of civilization and that without them history is silent, literature is dumb, science is crippled, and thought and speculation are at a standstill. The reality, in contrast, is that if you look back over some of my older letters, you'll see that I predicted that Bones would violate the basic tenets of journalism and scholarship. And, as I predicted, he did. But you know, that was not a difficult prediction to make. Anyone who has bothered to learn even a little about Bones could have made the same prediction. I close this letter along the same lines it opened on: If the word “photoreconnaissance” occurs to the reader, he or she may recall that Mr. Bones IV once tried to leave behind a wake of effrontive reaction.