I Have a Life

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LOL

LOL

I try. I have more images similar to that, but they're not really funny.

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Better than doll-whoring.

LOL. TOLD HARD.

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The funhouse churns butter now.

Hahahaha. Oh man, Kev, normally you suck at being genuinely funny but you dun good this time.

wtp is with people stalking the forum for certain people's posts, just to repost their personal stuff in another thread. I definitely don't agree with that. If someone says something in one thread, don't bring it to another to bash them.

I also mean Frozen night's thread where he posted stuff about 21 and Meta too. wtp.

He posted it for the public eye to see. Fair game, bro.
Normally I wouldn't use someone's personal issues as a means to attack them but with the way this guy has been acting I feel it's justified.

Not like that's going to stop him though.

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How is this worse? Is there some kind of unwritten standard to Funhouse threads? I thought this entire subforum was made just for the purpose of spam.

Nope, but that's just how bad the thread is of course! Even WITHOUT written standards in the funhouse, with just the purpose of spam, it can get worse and worse...Im waiting for the next installment, Harrison! Don't disappoint!

The logic here is that if you can't prove that I'm autistic, then a chick certainly will do no better at proving such.

Does you telling me you're autistic count as logic proving you're autistic without having to actually come up with proof that you're autistic even though there is no such proof other than your claim of being autistic that you're autistic since you wont go to officially get your autistic nature checked out for autism? The picture on wikipedia says that stacking objects is a behavior associated with autism. Does my repetitive stacking of the word autism in this post prove that I have autism?

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Nope, but that's just how bad the thread is of course! Even WITHOUT written standards in the funhouse, with just the purpose of spam, it can get worse and worse...Im waiting for the next installment, Harrison! Don't disappoint!

Wish granted. You can proceed to tear it apart now. Like so many others before you have done to my other threads.

Does you telling me you're autistic count as logic proving you're autistic without having to actually come up with proof that you're autistic even though there is no such proof other than your claim of being autistic that you're autistic since you wont go to officially get your autistic nature checked out for autism? The picture on wikipedia says that stacking objects is a behavior associated with autism. Does my repetitive stacking of the word autism in this post prove that I have autism?

I don't see your point. I'm just trying to stop Khoi from shouting "AUTISM" in every one of my threads.

Double post.

I like stacking objects and I don't have autism.

Preparing for Autism-missile strike, incoming.

Just for you, Harrison. Jest. 4. Yuu! (・ω・*)

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そのてっぺんにしがみついて　震えてるのはどちら様"]

doesn't seem like it

I regret to inform you that I've just received my papers back. They cannot revoke you of a live because you don't have one.

This has been confirmed by multiple sources.

I'm very sorry.

He indeed has autism. Harrison's precepts have been getting a lot of undeserved attention recently. Let's get down to business: I recently informed Harrison that his bedfellows calumniate helpless big-mouths. Harrison said he'd "look further into the matter." Well, not too much further. After all, his idea of unregenerate officialism is no political belief. It is a fierce and burning gospel of hatred and intolerance, of murder and destruction, and the unloosing of a fastidious blood-lust. It is, in every sense, a disgusting and pagan religion that incites its worshippers to a self-satisfied frenzy and then prompts them to scapegoat easy, unpopular targets, thereby diverting responsibility from more culpable parties.

In Harrison's quest to bowdlerize all unfavorable descriptions of his recommendations he has left no destructive scheme unutilized. Harrison motivates people to join his lynch mob by using words like "humanity", "compassion", and "unity". This is a great deception. What Harrison really wants to do is make my blood curdle. That's why Harrison's thesis is that some people deserve to feel safe while others do not. That's thoroughly treacherous, you say? Good; that means you're finally catching on. The next step is to observe that I do not appreciate being labeled. No one does. Nevertheless, Harrison intends to create a new social class. Villainous tatterdemalions, smarmy cheapskates, and pharisaical, stolid heresiarchs will be given aristocratic status. The rest of us will be forced into serving as their jackals.

My next point will be so cogent that even Harrison will be able to understand it. Specifically, Harrison's slurs are not witty satire, as he would have you believe. They're simply the puerile ramblings of someone who has no idea or appreciation of what he's mocking. Pardon me for not being able to empathize with abusive nitwits, but I fully intend to push the boundaries of knowledge ever farther. I will spare no labor in doing this and reckon no labor lost that brings me toward this mark. Even so, Harrison possesses no significant intellectual skills whatsoever and has no interest in erudition. Heck, he can't even spell or define "erudition", much less achieve it. Given what we know about his damnable biases, I'd say that Harrison's recent use of misoneism to force me to undergo "treatment" to cure my "problem" is about par for the course.

All of Harrison's acolytes are thieves—idle, envious, and ready to plunder and enslave their weaker neighbors. It's therefore not surprising that Harrison keeps stating over and over again that he holds a universal license that allows him to pursue a jackbooted agenda under the guise of false concern for the environment, poverty, civil rights, or whatever. This drumbeat refrain is clearly not consistent with the facts on the ground—facts such as that Harrison has long served as a cheerleader for authoritarianism. Even so, I have a soft spot for ruthless agitators: a bog not too far from here. I am fully in accord with those who say that whenever Harrison is presented with the truth, he cringes like a vampire from a cross. Or, to express that sentiment without all of the emotionally charged lingo, knowledge is the key that unlocks the shackles of bondage. That's why it's important for you to know that somebody has to rally good-hearted people to the side of our cause. That somebody can be you. In any case, Harrison doesn't want to acknowledge that the comparison between him and testy dingbats is remarkable. In fact, Harrison would rather block all discussion on the subject. I suppose that's because he uses big words like "compartmentalization" to make himself sound important. For that matter, benevolent Nature has equipped another puny creature, the skunk, with a means of making itself seem important, too. Although Harrison's tirades may reek like a skunk, Harrison's patsies were recently seen remaking the world to suit Harrison's own loopy needs. That's not a one-time accident or oversight. That's Harrison's policy.

Bleeding-heart publicity hounds serve as the priests in Harrison's cult of anal-retentive tuchungism. These "priests" spend their days basking in Harrison's reflected glory, pausing only when Harrison instructs them to weaken family ties. What could be more macabre? This isn't such an easy question to answer, but let me take a stab at it: The point at which you discover that he is fluent in the discourteous patois of terrorism is not only a moment of disenchantment. It is a moment of resolve, a determination that I recently overheard a couple of snooty extortionists say that the sun rises just for him. Here, again, we encounter the blurred thinking that is characteristic of this Harrison-induced era of slogans and propaganda. I'd like to end this letter with a message for Harrison. I'd like to say with emphasis and distinctness—not as a threat, but as a warning—that I will do whatever it takes to hinder the power of doctrinaire, audacious gasbags like him, and I won't let him stop me from achieving that goal.

Oh my f'ucking god ben

Oh my f'ucking god

Loling like a motherf'ucker right now

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There are many problems with Harrison. The one that's the most blatant, and the one that I will limit my discussion to, is related to his overt support of extremism. The rest of this letter is focused exclusively on Harrison, not because I harbor any ill-will towards him but because it's astounding that he has somehow found a way to work the words "undiscriminatingness" and "saccharomucilaginous" into his memoranda. However, you may find it even more astounding that he's like the man behind the curtain in the Wizard of Oz. Pull back the curtain of particularism and you'll see an unpatriotic warlord hiding behind it, furiously pulling the levers of exclusivism in a lubricious attempt to represent a threat to all the people in the area, indeed, possibly the world. That sort of discovery should make any sane person realize that Harrison sees no reason why he shouldn't represent Heaven as Hell and, conversely, the most wretched life as paradise. It is only through an enlightened, outraged citizenry that such moral turpitude, corruption, and degradation of the law can be brought to a halt. So, let me enlighten and outrage you by stating that Harrison's mercenaries don't want us to unveil the semiotic patterns that Harrison utilizes to consign our traditional values to the rubbish heap of terrorism. That'd be too much of a threat to onanism, phallocentrism, and all of the other depraved things they worship. Clearly, they prefer providing what I call unmannerly, biased hell-raisers with an irresistible temptation to deflect attention from Harrison's unwillingness to support policies that benefit the average citizen.

The long-term consequences of Harrison's words are rarely examined, let alone subjected to scientific scrutiny. By somewhat the same token, although I admit it's not an exact parallel, he who pays the piper calls the tune. With that in mind, I did a little research to find where he gets his money. It turns out that it comes primarily from quixotic spongers, filthy stuffed shirts, and—you guessed it—the most coldhearted charlatans you'll ever see. This explains why we have a dilemma of leviathan proportions on our hands: Should we fight the warped, distorted, misshapen, unwholesome monstrosity that Harrison's ipse dixits have become, or is it sufficient to purge the darkness from Harrison's heart? I apologize if this disappoints you, but my intent was only to elucidate the question, not to answer it. I shall therefore state only that Harrison's orations are based on two fundamental errors. They assume that Harrison can convince criminals to fill out an application form before committing a crime and they promote the mistaken idea that two wrongs make a right.

Does Harrison have trouble living with himself, knowing that he considers our independence to be the most formidable obstacle in the path of his ambitions and business pursuits? The answer may surprise you, especially when you consider that when I'm through with him he'll think twice before attempting to formulate social policies and action programs based on the most postmodernist types of cronyism in existence. As will become apparent one of these days, his older crotchets were scary enough. His latest ones are indeed beyond the pale. Of all the delusions I have ever known, the most arrogant is the idea that people are pawns to be used and manipulated. Still, that doesn't prevent Harrison from conning us into sawing off the very tree limbs upon which we're sitting. He can't seriously believe that he acts in the public interest, can he? The answer should be self-evident so let me just point out that Harrison's convictions are an icon for the deterioration of the city, for its slow slide into crime, malaise, and filth.

The great irony is that Harrison's harangues may have been conceived in idealism, but they quickly degenerated into ignorant ageism. I call upon Harrison to stop his oppression, lies, immorality, and debauchery. I call upon him to be a man of manners, principles, honour, and purity. And finally, I call upon him to forgo his desire to manipulate public understanding of racism. He shouldn't show us a gross miscarriage of common judgment. That would be like asking a question at a news conference and, too angry and passionate to wait for the answer, exiting the auditorium before the response. Both of those actions impinge upon our daily lives.

Any meaningful analysis of the situation must allow for the fact that I have to laugh when Harrison says that he is a martyr for freedom and a victim of blackguardism. Where in the world did he get that idea? Not only does that idea contain absolutely no substance whatsoever, but he has produced a large number of vicious scribblings. I'm sorry that I can't give each of these the angry retort that it deserves, but I can say that I do not propose a supernatural solution to the problems we're having with Harrison. Instead, I propose a practical, realistic, down-to-earth approach that requires only that I begin the debate about his press releases. In short, Harrison's condescending solutions have done much to pervert the course of justice. I propose, therefore, that we respond by doing what we can to lend support to the thesis that what we are dealing with here is fashion, politics, and money.