1) When will they be available?

2) What perks will accompany them?

3) If an emblem accompanies it, will we be able to choose from.a selection, like the stock nameplates?

4) Custom text color?

5) How much does it cost?

Camnator lit his blunt standing on the corner.
A mother with a young child shot him a dirty look.

"I have glaucoma." He immediately defended.

It had been weeks since he had a decent meal. He spent so much of his money on weed that he could only really eat jars of nutella he scrounged out of dumpsters.

From across the busy road, a hooded figure smelled the weed; his eyes lit up. With no concern for his own safety, the man ran into the busy road, bounding onto the corner on which Camnator stood.

He removed his hood, and Camnator began to urinate in his pants. His face was grotesque and malformed, disgusting and frightening. He was like a human shock image.

"I'm Elegiac." The disgusting creature snarled. "I smelled your dank weed and was wondering if I could get a drag of that shit."

"Nah man find your own shit." Camnator said.

At that moment, Elegiac saw a fourteen year old girl, walking in the company of a large man with a shitty beard.

"Oh boy Christmas came early!" He exclaimed. He ran up to the girl and began hitting on her.

Upon seeing his face she vomited, and continued to, profusely. The stream of vomit wrought by his disgusting form showed no signs of stopping for several minutes, until finally, the contents of her stomach was emptied completely onto the sidewalk.

Das lifted his tiny girlfriend off of the pavement, punched Elegiac in the face, and said, "Stay away from Ender you creep."

Elegiac returned to Camnator, who had been joined by a transsexual prostitute.

"Dude I told you to get the fuck out of here, I'm sharing this blunt with Class now."

SecondClass shoved the middle aged man into the busy road, where he was promptly run down.

This caught the attention of Kinder, who immediately floored his segway over to the scene of the incident.

"Hey you pothead punks, I'm going to have to make a citizen's arrest! I'll have you know I'm a security officer at the mall in town and I saw what you did! That kind of thing is unacce-"

He stopped cold upon seeing the beautiful transsexual she-man before him. "Oh." He said.

He stepped down from his segway, cracking the pavement below him a little.

"I guess I can make an exception for someone as beautiful as you." he swooned at Class.

Just then, a bus pulled up, further flattening,and frankly improving the face of, the desiccated Elegiac.

The bus was adorned by a banner which read, "Rockethole Express", and atop it there was a furious gay gangbang going on, in which Vien, Nuka, Kupo, Icy, and RC were all pounding Rocketman's various holes.

This irritated Kinder.
If there was one thing in the world he hated most, it was homosexuals.

He used his gargantuan obese retard strength to lift the bus and smash the nose of it repeatedly into elegiacs soupy remains.

The fags atop the bus scurried off in various directions, but Arky, who had been driving the bus, had been reduced to a bloody pulp.

In the confusion, Class and Camnator had slipped away, leaving Kinder all alone, as usual.

Kinder began crying.
Why did all of the trannies always leave him without giving him a shot?
He hung his head low, and segway'd his way home in shame.

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Anybody else miss the days when it was common knowledge that memes were cancer?

I'll not sit idly by while a dragon burns my hold and slaughters my people!

Whose room do you spend your time in?

I'd be chillin with Class and Chronic smokin some dank ass weed.

Hands down your favorite year in cars?

I'm partial to '67

I thought it stood for shaking my head, but it just increasingly does not make sense.

Nobody really consents to anything.
Any time you believe you've consented, you've really just lost the battle against your will to resist.

The only time one can really have been said to consented, I when there were no other options considered, literally the optimal and only situation.

Otherwise your hand has been forced, by any number of factors.

Sex in particular can never achieve consentuality.

If even the thought crosses your mind "should I sleep with this person" then the only way you will do so is I you're seduced, by whatever means it happens.

Seduction is not the act of gaining consent, it is the act of gaining sex, which is why people wonder after the fact if they did the right thing.

There is always a part of you that says no. Always a part of you that doesn't want anything to do with that experience.

Humans have merely been conditioned to believe in the guise of free will.

Everything that happens to you will have happened in any event, and you can choose to believe it was your choice, but there will always be a part of you screaming no.

The only alternative is to blame the world for what happened, but the human ego likes to believe it has more control than that.

We are all powerless creatures, who wish we had control, and have invented consent to explain it.

Truly, the greatest illusion of our time.

If Trump is elected, what kind of additional infrastructure would be implemented in order to protect the nation in the likely event he pisses the wrong person off?

Increased naval arms?
New bomb shelters?

It's inevitable that other politicians would see him as a loose cannon, and implement some kind of new protection when he gets up on the world stage.

What do you think we'll see?

Who will get the quints?

Winner gets a night with tru.

Nvm, there's already a thread.

You should probably just kill yourself.

Ender like my post.

Naru is the space guy, Kenny is the history buff, Meta is our economist, and don't even get me started on all the things we know verb for.

So tell me what comes to mind when you think of me.

http://sep7agon.net/the-flood/is-transgenderism-a-sin/msg566/#msg566

Lol.