i give it a like

nah man, just tell yourself no homo and its all good

i heard it's not gay as long as you switch to straight porn just before you climax

is that true?

gonna use this in a school presentation

The year was 1992, and the Nagorno-Karabakh War was raging on without an end in sight. Because of this, my pet cremation business in Yerevan was receiving much more business than usual, and I soon became one of the more wealthy people on my side of town.

One day, two burly men dressed in military fatigues entered my business.

"Duk’ Jocephalopd?" they demanded.

I nodded instinctively.

Upon doing this, the soldierly men approached me with bellicose speed; one of the beasts restrained me while the other injected me with some sort of sedative. I quickly lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I was strapped down to an operating table inside a stark white room--men in lab coats chattered all around me in an unmistakably Turkic tongue.

After a few minutes, the lab-coated men quieted down while one, presumably the one in charge, gave a command. Of the words he spoke, I understood one, one that stuck out rather ominously--genetik.

Four men gathered around me and began injecting my extremities with large syringes filled with a pale-yellowish liquid. The pain was so intense that I once again passed out.

When I awoke for the second time, I was laying in a bed in some sort of jail cell; besides the bed, the room contained only a mirror and a rather cold looking toilet. A man dressed in an officer's uniform stood nearby.

Something about me felt off. I looked at my arms and legs, and let out a barely audible gasp of horror. I was covered in patches of black fur, and my limbs terminated with grossly misshapen mockeries of canid paws.

I ran over to the mirror. My entire face was projecting outwards, like a snout; small whiskers had sprouted from my cheeks. My canine teeth were larger and sharper, and two apparently functionless dogs ears had grown out the side of my head. On my back was a small tail.

Looking back now, it was like someone had stopped me halfway through transformation in one of those furry fetish drawings--I was truly half man, half dog in appearance, a complete abomination.

"Enjoying your new look?" said the officer. I simply gave him a look that was a mix of anger and disbelief, disbelief that this was actually happening, that people actually did this to me.

He chuckled. "Don't get too comfy in here," he said. "Your touring starts in a few hours."

At the time I hadn't the slightest clue what he could've meant by touring. However, after a few hours, exactly that happened. I was put inside a large glass display case, which was then put on the back of an Azeri military truck, and I was driven around war-torn Armenia, as demonstration of Azerbaijan's scientific prowess.

Men and women would gaze at me in revulsion and pity--frightened little children would point to me and yell "Dug! Dug!", which I assume was them trying to imitate the word dog, a word they must've picked up from Western television. Eventually, I was known throughout the entire Caucasus region as simply "Dug."

In May of 1994, after nearly two years of "touring" and living in Azerbaijani government facilities for further studying, the war finally came to an end, and the United Nations forced Azerbaijan to release me. I decided to use the money I amassed from my pet crematorium (which had been destroyed in a battle) to start a new life in America.

However, my prospects diminished soon after I got off the plane at Kennedy airport. Mothers with children crossed the street to avoid being near me. Business owners refused to hire me, citing that I "did not appear medically fit for the workplace." Everywhere I went, there was staring. I was quickly running out of money.

At last, in January of 1995, I was hired to teleadvertise libido enhancement pills for a budding pharmaceutical company in Manhattan. It may not have been my dream job, but it was a job nonetheless, one with a steady pay and one that allowed me to talk to others. Also, it was at this job that I met Verbatim, the love of my life and one of the only people to accept me despite my looks, and with whom I now have two beautiful children with.

That crack must be hella strong in their hood

lol they still haven't edited out the "For the resin used in varnishes, see Hymenaea courbari." at the top of the page

Any of you niggas know the original post?

the thread was originally "Strangest shit you did as a kid?"

after a few minutes big boss went and bumped his "weird shit you did as a kid" thread, (which no one had replied to in over a month) seemingly for the sole purpose of humiliating chaosmetaldragon and ensuring his thread's death, before it even go going

Quote from: FatherlyNick on December 09, 2015, 08:56:36 AM

I licked batteries.

What did they taste like? I used to lick coins

is this a low-key dis towards chaosmetaldragon's thread

Change it back please.

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anime

take #2

aw fuck the wikistapo got to it already

>evolution
>not just a theory
>2016

lmao

if evolution isn't real then why are you so UGLY

The Hadza's oral history of their own past is divided into four epochs, each inhabited by a different culture. According to this tradition, in the beginning of time, the world was inhabited by hairy giants called the Akakaanebe or Gelanebe, "ancestors". The Akakaanebe did not possess tools or fire; they hunted game by staring at it and it fell dead; they ate the meat raw. They did not build houses but slept under trees, as the Hadza do today in the dry season. In older versions of this story, fire was not used because it was physically impossible in the earth's primeval state, while younger Hadza, who have been to school, say that the Akakaanebe simply did not know how.

In the second epoch, the Akakaanebe were succeeded by the Tlaatlanebe, equally gigantic but without hair. Fire could be made and used to cook meat, but animals had grown more wary of humans and had to be chased and hunted with dogs. The Tlaatlanebe were the first people to use medicines and charms to protect themselves from enemies and initiated the epeme rite. They lived in caves.

The third epoch was inhabited by the Hamakwabe "nowadays", who were smaller than their predecessors. They invented bows and arrows, and containers for cooking, and mastered the use of fire. They also built houses like those of Hadza today. The Hamakwabe were the first of the Hadza's ancestors to have contact with non-foraging people, with whom they traded for iron to make knives and arrowheads. The Hamakwabe also invented the gambling game lukuchuko.

The fourth epoch continues today and is inhabited by the Hamaishonebe, "modern". When discussing the Hamaishonebe epoch, people often mention specific names and places, and can approximately say how many generations ago events occurred.[15]

like damn

they've pretty much had evolution down back when even the most inquisitive of us whities believed modern humans were created with the world 6,000 years ago

maybe it has to do with the hadze being one of, if not the oldest continuous culture in the world

First and third are too wubstep tier for me but the second one is not bad.

the music video for could this be is some artsy shit

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Shut up faggot

removed from buddy list

what! D:

if you say you're sorry i'll add you back

you're sorry

reported for being a smarty-pants