Author Topic: Society today (Part 6 on Pg 8)  (Read 23556 times)

Worst part is I live in Alabama

That makes sense :cookieMonster:


Assuming is not a very efficient way to decide characteristics of someone's life.

Either that or I'm spot on and you're afraid I'll catch on to your life of crime.

Either that or I'm spot on and you're afraid I'll catch on to your life of crime.

I keep hearing assumptions. I want to hear the truth or nothing else.

Nope. I have a great life. i make good grades, play sports, etc. Worst part is I live in Alabama, which I hate.
That makes sense, you're inbred! :cookieMonster:

I keep hearing assumptions. I want to hear the truth or nothing else.

Well you'll keep your ears plugged then cause I don't have a whole lot of legroom as far as the truth goes.

That makes sense, you're inbred! :cookieMonster:
My parents aren't from Alabama.

Well you'll keep your ears plugged then cause I don't have a whole lot of legroom as far as the truth goes.

Good, so we narrow it down to nothing else.

I made a minor mistake in the link to the Google Docs version.
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I removed the /edit part and didn't realize it broke the link.

I made a minor mistake in the link to the Google Docs version.
[Link]

I removed the /edit part and didn't realize it broke the link.
Thanks for uploading this. I realize that the OP doesn't have the full thing.

Thanks for uploading this. I realize that the OP doesn't have the full thing.
You're welcome. When there is new part or I forgot one, feel free to PM me it.

Or you could PM me your Gmail account and I will let you modify it.
Don't worry, I will not spam your email. All I will do with it is to let you edit.
« Last Edit: March 11, 2012, 06:03:17 PM by dargereldren »

Most practices of religion are "modernized."  People only remember and follow what they want to remember and follow.  I could bring up some examples but that'd just get a flame war started (assuming one hasn't started already.)
The Sabbath.

Any man who lifts a weight greater than that of a fig on a Sunday should be put to death.


Now modernized to the point where you only have to go to church if you want to, and, coincidentally, the only time I want to go to the YMCA and get a chicken biscuit is on Sunday.

Thanks, Jesus.

how is that too cool? (I already know I'm a bit too cool for this forum) this forums isn't really small... I'm not hated in this forum. I just have a list of haters on this forum that follow me around (xxxxkill, Veg Zombie, etc.)


I'm stalking you.

I think you are talking about these type of ignorant cunts


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=50r0CnKq7_k

I realise the post was a few pages back, but how are these people still alive...

I realise the post was a few pages back, but how are these people still alive...
Their church was apparently set on fire once

Koopa, Everyone in the topic was agreeing with xxxxkill and OP, and still are. No one agrees with your views including yourself.You are running in a cirlce and not getting anywhere besides what in that circle. You have no goal with your trolling, nor do you wish to stop at any point. You may as well be spouting "Umad" over and oer and over because what you are actually saying has about the same effect. Now onto my first Childhood memory.

The first thing I can remember, as far back as I can remember, is just a simple memory. Now believe me, this is not my first memory, it is just the first one where there are no gaps or anything. I'm sitting in my mom's car, and we are going down the driveway. I look out the window into my yard, and then up at the sky. To the East, the sky is black and the stars are just starting to form. To the west, the sky is bright pink. It's just like that. I remember feeling so happy at that sight. I asked my mom, maybe 5 years ago, if she remembered it, and she said that it was one of the coolest things she had ever seen, and that it had happened when I was about to start kindergarten. My first day of school was amazing. I made a ton of new friends and knew half of the class's names. I went to an after-school care program called CKC. It was my dream; Legos and K'nex and little army soldiers and board games. There was an older kid, Who I later found out was named Randy, building a tank out of legos. I went over to him and said "Hi". He then proceeded to shout "Go away!", which I didn't understand, so I stayed. He finished his tank a few minutes later, and when he went to pick it up off the table, bumped into me and dropped it, breaking it into like 100 pieces.He then Shouted "forgeter!" and as I was crying and apologizing for something that wasnt really my fault, he punched me. And I dont just mean like a little hit, I mean full force knuckles. Broke my nose. And my childhood.

Oh jesus, Sky, that's awful D: