Shit That Gets You Mad v2.0 - The Endless Cycle of Hatred - General

[QUOTE=Mister Sandman;34440215]Formality. I don't see why people want to wind themselves tight like that and make it seem like what they're saying is more important than it really is. I don't see why a president can't say fuck, or wear a t-shirt, because it's no different than if he wore a suit and 'watched his mouth' other than him acting more like a person and less like a robot.[/QUOTE] and that's why jefferson was the best president [editline]29th January 2012[/editline] i think it was him. he would show up to dinners in pajamas like a fucking boss

Bought a copy of CoD4 on my xbox, disc was scratched to hell and it didn't work. Can I have one? Been wanting it for a while.

[QUOTE=Headrush;34440860]Bought a copy of CoD4 on my xbox, disc was scratched to hell and it didn't work. Can I have one? Been wanting it for a while.[/QUOTE] Maybe. Considering you just joined to post that it seems maybe not.

Play TF2. See sandvich. Get hungry. Make sandwich. Sandwich is disgusting. Damn it.

[QUOTE=FlakTheMighty;34440915]Maybe. Considering you just joined to post that it seems maybe not.[/QUOTE] Didn't join to post that, had the acoount and just never posted.

Flak, I know him, he's in skype with me and goes to my school. He follows my posts.

[QUOTE=tier56;34439853]This, that soundtrack was so fucking awesome that I felt like can't lose. Seriously, how does this not make you feel unstoppable? [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X8_xL-MdsJU&feature=related[/media][/QUOTE] Dmitri Shostakovich makes me feel unstoppable. [video=youtube;ogJFXqYEYd8]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ogJFXqYEYd8[/video]

It's official, I'm hooked on the Regular Show. I've seen five episodes already: A Bunch of Baby Ducks, Karaoke Video, The Power, Skunked, and More Smarter. There are no more episodes to see until 4 pm tomorrow. I can't fucking wait.

[QUOTE=AmericanInfantry;34440984]It's official, I'm hooked on the Regular Show. I've seen [B]five[/B] episodes already: [B]1[/B]A Bunch of Baby Ducks, [B]2[/B]The Power, [B]3[/B]Skunked, and [B]4[/B]More Smarter. There are no more episodes to see until 4 pm tomorrow. I can't fucking wait.[/QUOTE] uhhhh :v:

[QUOTE=FreakySoup;34440998]uhhhh :v:[/QUOTE] 4.More smrter?

[QUOTE=Headrush;34440938]Didn't join to post that, had the acoount and just never posted.[/QUOTE] [QUOTE][B]January 2012 2 Posts[/B][/QUOTE]

[QUOTE=NateDude;34441150][/QUOTE] Read what I said to Flak, NateDude. Also. [url]http://audioboo.fm/boos/419456-i-m-a-12-year-old-girl[/url]

[QUOTE=FreakySoup;34440998]uhhhh :v:[/QUOTE] Hahaha, I forgot to put Karaoke Video in there. I'll change it.

[QUOTE=Dr. Deeps;34440952]Flak, I know him, he's in skype with me and goes to my school. He follows my posts.[/QUOTE] This is the fucking explanation for Headrush. It's up to you, idgaf if he gets a key. He's just stalking me.

Fuck why is my throat so prickly I shaved it less than 12 hours ago fuck.

[QUOTE=kaine123;34441381]Fuck why is my throat so prickly I shaved it less than 12 hours ago fuck.[/QUOTE] It's those steroids, man. They'll fuck you up, bro.

Whenever I examine lullabies, I get mad cause a lot of them are pointless shit I mean okay [quote]Mary had a little lamb, little lamb, little lamb, Mary had a little lamb, whose fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went, Mary went, Mary went, and everywhere that Mary went, the lamb was sure to go. It followed her to school one day school one day, school one day, It followed her to school one day, which was against the rules. It made the children laugh and play, laugh and play, laugh and play, it made the children laugh and play to see a lamb at school. And so the teacher turned it out, turned it out, turned it out, And so the teacher turned it out, but still it lingered near, And waited patiently about, patiently about, patiently about, And waited patiently about till Mary did appear. "Why does the lamb love Mary so?" Love Mary so? Love Mary so? "Why does the lamb love Mary so," the eager children cry. "Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know." The lamb, you know, the lamb, you know, "Why, Mary loves the lamb, you know," the teacher did reply.[/quote] well who the fuck cares about Mary's lamb I mean this song is literally just about someone having a fucking pet [quote][i] Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are. Up above the world so high, Like a diamond in the sky. Twinkle, twinkle, little star, How I wonder what you are.[/i][/quote] [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLkGSV9WDMA[/media] [quote][I]Old MacDonald had a farm, EE-I-EE-I-O, And on that farm he had a [animal name], EE-I-EE-I-O, With a [animal noise twice] here and a [animal noise twice] there Here a [animal noise], there a [animal noise], everywhere a [animal noise twice] Old MacDonald had a farm, EE-I-EE-I-O.[/I][/quote] and I don't even know what the fuck this one means [B][I]Yes I am aware I'm picking apart songs for the littlest tiniest babies.[/I][/B]

ABC song, Twinkle Twinkle, and Ba Baa Black Sheep have the same tune.

"Oh man I have the greatest idea ever!" [i]Open up 3ds Max/Photoshop/Hammer[/i] FORGET WHAT I WAS GONNA DO

Sorry that the server was down, it kept running out of memory.

[media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=66xxck1TV-Y[/media] this music video makes me sad [img]http://i.somethingawful.com/forumsystem/emoticons/emot-smith.gif[/img]

[QUOTE=FlakTheMighty;34440703]COD 4 is .5 on Intkeys, I guarantee it's a mess up, but I bought enough keys to make me 15 of them so I can pull the "sue your ass" card if they decide not to give me my keys.[/QUOTE] May I have one if you end up having more keys than people to give them too?

is intkeys legit? i kind of want to buy a css key off the site

[QUOTE=i dunno;34441976]is intkeys legit? i kind of want to buy a css key off the site[/QUOTE] Yes it is. Do it.

[QUOTE=i dunno;34441976]is intkeys legit? i kind of want to buy a css key off the site[/QUOTE] I bought Battlefield 3 off of it, the only issue is you'll need to scan/take a picture of your drivers license/some sort of government issued ID to protect against fraud.

I remember a few years ago when there was a fire at our house. It was sometime in late September as far as I can remember. I remember the day it happened I got a call from school and was picked up by my Aunt and my Brother likewise. I was told that we had a large file originating from our basement and it had spread upstairs to most of the main house. Luckily the place was still structurally stable so all we really had to do was strip out everything from the inside and rebuild. We lost almost everything we owned to the fire along with smoke damage. I still have occasional nightmares about the first time I saw the damage. At least nobody was hurt including our pets. My Mother and Father both were constantly run ragged during the 6 or 7 months that it took to reconstruct the house with help from our church and our relatives/family friends. I was only in 5th grade at the time but I tried to do anything I could to help. I remember my older brother and I would walk home from school everyday (we only live a block or so away.) We would "report to work" for our dad, where we would try to help with any and all required duties that a 10 and 12 year old could perform. Fortunately there was a lot for us to do so our parents and other grown-ups had our minds occupied with various tasks. During this whole predicament we were living at our grandparents house a quarter of a mile away so at least that was a comfort. Around Christmas time we were still living at our Grandparents house and they had a Christmas tree, but it just didn't feel the same. Right around this time we were starting to lose hope that we would ever move back into our home and everyone was melancholy. So my Brother and I had an idea one day in late December when we found out that there was an intact fake Christmas still in the attic. We took it down and set it up that day when our Dad was going out to the store and decorated it with headlamps, hardhats, goggles, blown-up rubber gloves, and various other equipment to decorate the tree. When our Dad got back, he thought it was a pretty amazing thing that we did and when we brought Mom over, she dubbed it our "construction-grade Christmas tree." That raised our spirits up quite a bit. During the whole experience of losing our home and rebuilding, there was serious trauma that was inflicted on everyone in my family. My Mother sunk deeper into a depression that was present before because she felt that she was responsible for the fire. She left a lit candle in her workshop while she went upstairs to get something, when she came back a piece of the cloth she was sewing had caught fire and already set most of the desk and some boxes nearby ablaze. She had nothing there to put it out with and she just had to get out, she took both of our dogs to the neighbors as soon as she called 911. Luckily the firemen came just in time and prevented the structure of the house from being damaged. My Father also became very depressed and was later diagnosed with PTSD as a result of the fire and him being there nearly every single day working on the house to try to get it back to normal. He sank into alcoholism, but he's luckily recovered since. I really don't know how much my brother was hurt by the event because he's refused to talk about it since. For me at least I think that was the event that set into motion what made me into the bitter and pessimistic person I am today. I was the kind of kid who didn't really question much and was generally assumed that nothing bad could happen before the fire, but after it happened it made me realize that terrible things could happen to good people, and that not everything has to be for a reason. Eventually it became the reason I stopped believing in God, because I felt that it was impossible for a benevolent being to cause this terror on any people that had been so good as my family. It made me into the person I am today. I remember around April we were finishing the repairs and we were just about ready to move in. I still can recall how I felt the first night when I slept in my own bed again. That was probably one of the happiest days of my life. Overall it was an experience that would shape the kind of person I am now. It strengthened my family and built a bond between all of us that still is very strong. It was probably the defining experience of my life. Sorry if that was a bit incoherent, I wrote it around 3 in the morning.

Just got a promising interview opportunity with a pretty well known artist Cable/phone/internet bill hasn't been paid [b]Damn it you assholes, I need the internet for all 3 of my current jobs and will be fired if it gets shut off[/b] Cable's been reduced to the basic package, phone can only receive incoming calls. Complete cut-off will probably happen by Monday

My printing.

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Holy hell it feels like I'm goin to throw up fire or acid or some shit. The thing that makes me mad is that I cant tell if it feels good or bad. [editline]29th January 2012[/editline] Ok it feels bad. REALLY BAD. HOW DO I GET THIS UNHOLY FIRE OUT OF MY NECK.