You know what really blows ass?

Knowing how the fuck the movie is going to play out as you watch it even though you've never seen it before.

Quote from:  on August 16, 2015, 08:00:53 PM

Speaking of Galo I did a round of customs in LolReach for a summer event.

I McMurdered the enemy team as I played the part of token banshee whore. Reminded me of the time I plowed you guys on Standoff.

You somehow managed to get both the banshee and the host in a 8+ player game using your Canadian Internet. How could anyone ever forget what you did to us that night?

I know I sure didn't!

May as well just call myself the bad kid avenger at this point. If the teams are stacked as fuck you can bet I'll do my best to backpack everybody.

Difficult in the physical department.

Interesting to learn new things.

Money was just an added bonus.

Meta.

Do construction work. Sign up as a laborer. Then we can call you Beefy Meta.

Quote from: Luciana on August 16, 2015, 12:24:14 AM

This isn't news

My bad. Can you define news for me for future reference?

Important stuff obviously.

Like North Korea landing on the sun at night time.

why  do people get drunk and post on a internet forum instead of getting drunk with friends

They're gettin' drunk because they have no friends.

I'd wager.

I've always wondered.

How can you stand alcohol? Any particular reason you can think of?

Do you need an extreme situation to justify beta testing death? What are you trying to prove to whom by doing so in a situation like this?

How does "guilt-ridden" strike you?

1. If I were going to off myself, I wouldn't do it in the "traditional" sense. I'd try to make sure that while something was lost in the process, (my life) something was gained, (somebody's life saved)

But I'm not trying to prove anything. I'm just curious. It's an allure that I couldn't ever explain, and it's one that I still can't explain. I just simply want to see. And if I can't see, assuming there's nothing, then that won't be a bother to me will it? I just think, doing something decent for somebody before I kicked the bucket would make up for my seemingly dangerous and selfish fascination and want.

But I wouldn't pursue it to the point of selfishness. Let's say somebody was drowning in some water. I'd jump in and save them. And then I'd get out of the water. I wouldn't just toss them onto shore and then drown myself. I figure, I'll just go along until the moment comes. It's going to come one day anyway.

2. "Lost" would be a better term.

I don't know who the fuck I am, or why I am. I've never met a person like myself. I've never read of anything like some of the stuff I keep cooped up in my head. I ask myself if I'm just deranged in some fashion but then question on whether it would be deranged or insane if I was actively aware of it.

My doc bestowed me the title of chronically depressed, and yet, I'm always actively aware of how down I can be. And I never see myself slipping into it. None of it makes any sense to me.

It's illogical. And I'm trying to find the reasons why and I just don't know. I really don't have a clue as to why I am the way I am. And it makes me feel fucking alone as shit.

I think over time here or there, I've mentioned all there is to say. I suppose, if I looked hard enough I could bring up some old shit I haven't talked about yet. Like this one.

Ever since my whole rodeo with the first batch of depression I had years ago, I've always had a fascination with death. Even today, I'm still intrigued by it. Not in the way of corpses or any of that shit. Or for other people. But for me. I think, of all the things in the world that I'm curious about, it's death.

I've a hunch that I can't explain about it. And I'm curious to see, what, if anything, is at the end of the road.

As such, I've always had this little inkling since then. I'd still like to die. Some little part of me, wants to give it up. It's always sort of there. And, I know I have to be really, really careful about that.

Because I have a rather poor sense of self preservation. If I ever come across somebody in a shitty situation that was going to likely kill them, but I had a chance to help them, even if it meant I'd likely die, I know that I'd take it. Almost without hesitation.

Which is why I question on whether or not I'm just a selfish asshole who is controlled and held in check by his sense of self hate, or whether I'm a decent person.

Do I do the stuff that I do because I hate myself so much, or do I do them just because I am able to, and want to? I can't rightfully tell. Which also makes me wonder what kind of fucked up person I am. Would I be considered psychopathic in some sense? Mentally insane? Deranged? Unstable?

Who the fuck can say. I certainly can't.

I too enjoy lawyering my way into victory sometimes.

Ya'll gotta step it up though Verb. Practice it for the stuff that matters. I for one am most pleased that I lawered my way to owning three acres of land without having to hire inspectors, talking to the bank, or any of that stupid shit.

Jewing those fucks has never felt so good.

Defending my position is nowhere close to complaining that people disagree, or claiming that they're not allowed to express their beliefs... I mean, that's a bizarre way of putting it.

As I said. "Technicality."

I've been reading a bit through books of law and business management lately. Best way to combat a lawer and various legal things is to think like one.

It's a bizzare way of puting it, yee. But, mental gymnastics like that can fuck you over big time in certain things.

it's nice that people are generally accepting of veganism

but this "vegans are not allowed to express their beliefs or make me feel bad about myself and my diet" meme needs to die

first amendment, beeyotch

Don't complain if everybody calls anti-natalism stupid then.

Well, technically that's protected under the first amendment as well I guess.

See? Democracy makes a bunch of whiners.

Under glorious communism whiners get shot.

I'd rejoice because the SFM/Gmod model community could rip the entirety of the games and all their content and make it accessible.

Quote from: Dragonic Overlord on August 15, 2015, 05:12:59 PM

Like seriously, do people outside of the area I live in, like not have legs or any non-vital body parts they can be shot in? The fuck is with Americans and their obsession with shooting to kill?

You have to aim for center mass.

I mean for fuck's sake how many times does this need to be said. Imagine having all that adrenaline pumping through you, a man running at you, and trying to concentrate on shooting his arm or leg.

Life isn't a video game.

Yeah. A real man would 360 no scope that bitch out from a block away before that man even started his commando lunge.

You should take the second "s" out of your name to #trigger feminazis and sjw's.

Not a question, I know.

But would you ever consider doing that?