![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
marry, or just walk about in public regardless of colour.
But no, some Colonials insist on rendering down our African cousins, and making them into a popular dairy product.
uk.youtube.com/watch?v=dHbz1WhVst8
Sickening.
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:08, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
apart from the woman in the ad, some of the village people are helping to sell the cheese...dont quit your day job lads
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:10, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
On a slightly more boring note, I've decided that the meaning of life is to "Work out what love is"
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:11, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
you fucking retard.
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:12, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
here's a joke with a punchline and everything; in fact two punchlines. One punchline, and one line in which a punch is threatened:
www.youtube.com/watch?v=3NHlA2wJ02Q&feature=related
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:32, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suite on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life...
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:15, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
Choose Internet. Choose imageboards. Choose a career doing nothing. Choose to spend your lunch breaks sitting on the internet. Choose wotsits, crisps, quavers and pot noodles. Choose cliques. Choose online bullying. Choose to share personal details, or stalk people until you find them. Choose attention seeking. Choose whining, brainless, vapid women, and cocksure, overweight sweating men. Choose to post and find yourself at 2am on a weekday on the same board you were 12 hours previously. Choose McDonalds instead of a salad. Choose to come back with thirty accounts. Choose to sit behind your computer screen amid the stench of desperation. Choose b3ta. Choose /talk/.
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:25, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:13, archived)
![This is a normal post](/images/board_posticon.gif)
cedarlounge.files.wordpress.com/2007/04/image_large-1.jpeg
( , Fri 14 Nov 2008, 1:11, archived)