(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:08,
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BwaHahahahahahaha
HAW-hahahahahaha.
Sky zombie god says give the telepathic communications a rest for a minute.
(Smoked OystersYes, magick helmet! And I will give you a sample!,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 9:17,
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That's why jamnog enjoyied you stepping over him so much?:P
(riverghostservicing your mum since,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:08,
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Pfft
(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:08,
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He has asked again to stay for next year's bash but I've had to tell him no.
(riverghostservicing your mum since,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:12,
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Oh dear
(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:21,
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He's more than welcome to the bash
but I have enough to do on the day as it is without babysitting.
(riverghostservicing your mum since,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:29,
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Don't worry, I can recommend an hotel very nearby
(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:36,
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hahaha
How was it in the end? I think you can accurately summise a hotel by it's breakfast and the state of it's toilets.
(riverghostservicing your mum since,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:42,
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Toilets were okay
Breakfast was very simple, but okay overall. They were having difficulties with their coffee machine, so we ended up going out for coffee after breakfast every day anyway.
(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:46,
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(mediocreha ha ha, you're reading this,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:27,
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APearoast......WORSHIP HIMMMMMMMM!
(Dog Biscuit BoyMY AMERICAN BARF IS TASTIER,THAN YOURS.,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 6:11,
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(Rapitinuiget in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 6:21,
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this is the picture I was actually looking for but yeah
(Rapitinuiget in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 6:35,
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.
This guy thinks he is a GANGSTER. He doesn't even know what a gangster is. He thinks that taking a woman to a "hARRY pOTTER MOVIE" Is gangster. what a CHAV.
(Dog Biscuit BoyMY AMERICAN BARF IS TASTIER,THAN YOURS.,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 6:47,
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Harry Potter books should not even be read by children.
They really are that bad.
(Rapitinuiget in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 6:47,
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and Micheal shouldn't take ANYONE to any movie.
(Dog Biscuit BoyMY AMERICAN BARF IS TASTIER,THAN YOURS.,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 6:56,
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I would turn him down point blank!
(Rapitinuiget in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 6:58,
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A-frikem-men
(Dog Biscuit BoyMY AMERICAN BARF IS TASTIER,THAN YOURS.,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 7:05,
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(LetumYour Ad here £2.40,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:44,
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ROCK LOLZ!
(Tahkcalbω∞ for sigs,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:49,
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Ha ha!
Aw, poor bored rock
(Crystal MagnetLike a diamond geezer, but better,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:50,
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Chike Anyaegbunam, University of Kentucky School of Journalism and Telecommunications assistant professor, has been named the national project director for the National Agricultural Tractor Safety campaign. Image and video hosting by TinyPicThis 24-month national research project is the first phase in the design of a nationwide effort to promote farm tractor safety and the use of rollover protective structures (ROPS) and seat belts on farm tractors. This project is funded by the National Institute of Occupational Safety and Health, under the Center for Disease Control and Prevention. This research project will reach out to grassroots farmers and farm community leaders in Kentucky and eight other geographically diverse states. The project will use community-based participatory research as a means of involving farm community members in the development and evaluation of a tractor safety social marketing campaign. “Through this program, we seek to involve farmers in the development of a national campaign to promote tractor safety in the United States,” said Anyaegbunam. The UK Southeast Center for Agricultural Health and Injury Prevention was selected as the coordinating center for the 36 focus groups that will be used in the research phase. UK was chosen as the lead institution for this project based on the successful work it already completed under the ROPS 1 and ROPS 2 projects that developed, field tested and evaluated several messages and strategies for promoting roll over protective structures for farm tractors. Anyaegbunam, a native of Nigeria, has been involved with numerous research projects. He received his bachelor of arts in journalism and mass communication and a minor in international relations from the University of Nigeria in 1975. He then attended the University of Iowa, wher
(LetumYour Ad here £2.40,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 5:05,
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Pffft!
(Tahkcalbω∞ for sigs,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 5:11,
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Tractor safety concerns everyone.
(mofaha┐( ˘_˘)┌ ʅ(́◡◝)ʃ,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 5:37,
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(Rapitinuiget in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 5:43,
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BRRRRM BRRRRRRRMMMMMMMMMM
(Rapitinuiget in the cage and I'll give you a treat,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 5:42,
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OH CHIKE, WHERE ART THOU
(gronkpan@vomitinglarry.bsky.social,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 5:38,
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Scrolling-down-impressedness
*clicky*
(Donutpossewww.myspace.com/donutposse,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 8:27,
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Ok, since I've hit a wall with my epic new shitrags post, here is a teaser for the fans
Since the last post of this saga, I have lost my job and retreated to one room in my house. Shitrags block has been demolished and there is a portaloo on the exact spot the original wheelie bin used to reside. The internet is my only real connection to the outside world, even when I go outside I feel alone. There isn't a large enough crowd to make me feel like there is life outside my body. I never feel safe.
I have sought many solutions to this but each seems to make me worse - my mind is occupied by nothing aside from shitrags and johnny homeless, taunting me in my dreams. I knew I needed to get away from this place, but where to go? It was around this time that a friend who is now living in Tokyo got in touch.
I got my ticket and headed over. We had some great nights out but no amount of shoju could erase what I had become. Something at the back of my mind was telling me that there was more I could discover in this city than there was living nextdoor to shitrags block.
Towards the end of my first week I made a visit to Yoyogi Park, near Harajuku. It was tranquil but there was a certain stench in the air. I initially put it down to my own paranoia but after following the smell for a hundred meters or so I realised why it had struck such a chord with me - there was a shrine in front of me and a public toilet next to it which had been closed for repairs. I knew I was here for a reason.
As I entered the shrine I came across a wishing tree. People from around the world put their wishes for good health and fortune on this tree and the monks would read the wishes to the spirits once a week.
I knew what had to be done, so I paid my money and left my wish, with the guarantee that the monks would read my request to the spirits. I think I might have scared the monk a little bit but he assured me repeatedly that my wish would be read.
I went away from the shrine as the smell was stirring up all sorts of emotions that I was not prepared to deal with. I went back to the hotel and tried again to erase my memories with cheap rice whisky.
A week and a half later I was coming to the end of my trip but I was still none the wiser. I knew that there was more to my journey than to let off steam but I was still unable to join all the dots.
By this time I had changed hotels and was staying in Ueno. I went to Ueno park and chanced upon another shrine. I knew that I had to try one more time - maybe the last monk was lying when he said he'd read it to the spirits. Maybe the last monk was in on the whole thing and was just leading me away from Johnny Homeless. Maybe I'd scared the monk a little bit too much and he took my wish down.
At this point I had only one day left in Tokyo so I went out for Korean Barbecue with my friend. I drank so much that I don't remember getting back to the hotel and barely made my flight back home.
My journey has helped me reboot my brain and now I am chasing this mystery with the same fervour I had when I started out, but it has also left me with more questions than answers.
(gronkpan@vomitinglarry.bsky.social,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:09,
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start from the post at the bottom and work your way up
(gronkpan@vomitinglarry.bsky.social,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:11,
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Shitrags, more questions than answers --in an unquestioningly unanswerable world.
(Tahkcalbω∞ for sigs,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:22,
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we have all at some time been affected by this saga. It must be very difficult for you to deal with.
(k3b/-\bPeace man.,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:41,
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For me, shitrags has been a source of humor. Little did I know there was a more serious side.
I would call it an obsession, but somehow it seems more like you care about Johnny.
I've got a thing about sounds. I've spent the last fifteen years searching for a place that is silent. Maybe there's something about your nose and my ears that we could learn from.
(cowcatBituminous squeegee,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 4:43,
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Christ on a bike.
I've read a lot about how PTS can be triggered by a smell (olfactory sense being the most acute) but this is out of the park. The prospect of that being someone's life, or end of it. Not something you can exactly deal with through "exposure therapy" either.
I just heard about an old lady down the way who was found dead in her house, she could have been there for months. I go past that house most days.
When my dad died it was weeks before they found him (he died 2 days before Christmas). Clearing out his flat was abysmal. There were 20 or so empty cans of Tennent's Super next to his chair and a half finished crossword on the table in front of him. He had a duodenal ulcer which burst and he bled to death on the floor. The police must have treated the mess but it was still harsh. It smelt like sherry.
and now you're posting pictures that quite clearly aren't yours.
well done, you. nobody's ever made it on to my ignore list so quickly.
(Smash Monkeylowering the tone of the whole internet,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 1:33,
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CatDog is an American animated television series which was first broadcast on October 4, 1998 with the last show airing on July 24, 2004. The series was created for Nickelodeon and created by Peter Hannan. It was also shown as a sneak peek in theaters with The Rugrats Movie. The series depicts the life of conjoined un-identical brothers with one half being a Cat while the other a Dog. It is often rated: TV-Y in the United States.
(the wub- guide onion for the blind,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 1:41,
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Hamtucher
(LordManleytwitter.com/LordManley,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 3:45,
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but that appears to be a link. people here on /board can get more than a little testy if you post links here instead of on the links board. just a heads up
(Smash Monkeylowering the tone of the whole internet,
Fri 12 Jun 2009, 1:27,
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