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- Vlad (sharp as a stake)
Too often we hear of non-married people fornicating; or even homosexuals inbibing in drugs and sodomizing each other. Also alarming is the hate that sometimes develops between man and wife due to the wife's unruly toung, which can lead to violence. These are unholy and obscene acts that offend the Lord.
I also commend you on your love of Jesus Christ and your willingness to profess that love. The Lord wants you to love your spouse and profess that love to each other.
However, you may be getting confused with the Love you have for the Lord and the love you have for your wife. Both should be equally pleasing, but in different ways.
The the Lord really does not want to be bothered when you are in the act of fulfilling your husbandly or wifely duties. He will take over after the seed has been set free in the proper location, and he doesn't need you screaming his name to do his job. Do you like it when some grunt screams at you while you are trying to do your job?
So, here is what you two love-birds need to do. It's called "conditioning. If Mr. Howard pesters the Lord while delivering seed to his wife, then the Wife simply needs to rack grab hold of and pull your pubic hairs as hard as she can until you scream out "bitch" instead of the Lord's name. Then, if your wife is bothering the Lord, you, Mr. Howard need to bite her left nipple with such force that she screams out "A$$hole"
instead of our beloved Father's name.
Try it a few times, then report back and let us know if you've had success.
- Adolf (remember me? I ran the kosher deli on the korner)
Poetry Poseur and Helpful Critic
This youtube video might help
As for women, well I would root one if I had to.
MrRicky you are blinded by prejudice and ignorance. Come aboard our Pirate vessel and sail the seven seas of buggery with us!
You might then change your mind.
This is becuase they were basically a bunch of homosexuals who didn't like women. They were confined to boats for long periods of time and couldn't procreate. This was a good thing - cause the only thing worse than a Homosexual is a confused Homosexual. You know, the kind of Homosexual that thinks he needs to be a family man and spread his weak seed.
Pirates would would beat the crap out of each other, slice, dice and kill each other, and sodomize each other under the filthiest conditions. They basicaly looked like filthy disease-ridden cockroaches, so being confined to a boat was about the best life they could hope for.
Oh, and one more think about the extinct pirates, they were made up of a large number of Ayrabs. Yep, that's right folks, the theiving homofornicating Ayrab was the predominant soul among your syphlis-sored face pirate.
God thought, "how could I possibly get the world to see how UGLY homosexuals are", And behold, he invented the pirate, gave him syphlis, scurvy, and ricketts, and to top it all, gave him the ugliest face he had at his disposal - that of the Ayrab!
Now, if that don't beat all! We still have Homosexuals a fantacizing about Pirates, even here today, folks. Problem is the only thing green about pirates wasn't their hair, but their thrench-mouth, festering anus and the puss dripping penises.
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Facts From Ricardovits
Do you know how long this occupation would last if our brave leaders and shock-jock opinion making heroes had to expose themselves to deadly fire? I'll tell you. This filthy fraud would be wound-up quicker than a single mother's welfare payments!
- Ex Liberal Voter
So, to sum it up: Even the dubest sandn*g*e* ain't wrong about everything.
What a bunch of Hippy-Single-Cellular thinking. But, what can we expect, Hippies are less intelligent than monkeys as they have destroyed most of their brain cells. I guess if my kid meets your kid on the playground and beats the living crap out of yours just for kicks and giggles, and your kid fights back, he's a failure. But, in the same vein, if your kid trys to use "peaceful resolution" "reason" and "psychology" to "ease the situation", he's a success, right?
Fact is, that my kid has been taught to recognize all of that crap for exactly what it is - CRAP! And, perhaps he just likes pulverizing little Johnny Hippy for no reason other than for kicks and giggles; or maybe just to make daddy proud.
Seem, sometimes people don't resort to violence to "address a preceived problem". They do it because it's fun, or they like it, or it just feels good, or they can win $20 on a bet. Once you take the time to try to figure out "why" someone is engaging in violent activity on your ass, you're a dead man. You better squash him like a bug before he even gets the chance, and then learn to simply forget about it, like you forgot about taking a crap 3 days ago.
A day of reckoning for President Madmanahmed and his cronies is surely coming.
Patriot
http://tinyurl.com/37deve
"Will I have more chance of a root under Howard or Rudd?"
That has always been my call.
- Stupid - (but not stupid enough)
- Dalai Lama
- Vlad (sharpened stakes are my game)
- Ex Liberal Voter
What kind of nevermind is this all about? First, I wouldn't pay a plug nickle to that Buhidist Hippy Steve Jobs Ipod inventor. Its just another tool to funnle more money to the liberal Demo-Socialist Party and pay for Steve Jobs smack habbit.
Second, I wouldn't buy a guitar neither. Musicians are flakey and music ain't noth'n but rubbish anywho. Karl Marx had it all wrong - Religion ain't the opium of the Masses, music is. I'd just outright ban all music, cept some banjo and fiddle music (still a damned wasteof time).
Music is just a further obstruction to greater productivity.
Here we have a parent who has children, and this parent has to ask permission to use a particular form of discipline on her children. The Nanny-Government has so conditioned an entire generation for the need to consult someone before disciplining their children. This is a pathetic and disheartening sign that people are starting to crave the Nanny-Socialist Government like a Hippy craves Heroin.
WAKE UP! They are your children. Not mine. Not your neighbors. Not the governments, not anybody but yours. If they starve to death, then you have failed as a parent. If they grow up undisciplined like little wild rats, you have failed as a parent. When you got knocked up, you accepted the job of raising those children, feeding those children, disciplining those children and educating those children. This is an entrepreneurial job - you have no boss, not even a mentor. If you plant a tomato plant in your back yard and it dies or gets infected with nemotodes - you don't go crying to the government about its demise do you? If your child turns out rotten, then torture yourself, not society because it was never society's job to rear those children.
Now, that having been established, please feel free to discipline your children in any manner you so desire, short of murder. Murder is illegal. Remember, you own your children - they belong to you and nobody else. You can use your brain or your hands to discipline your child, or even your feet, and any other tool you can make or purchase that would assist you in this endeavor. These are all tools at your disposal and certainly a rod of birch is but one option.
Will set you free
This is the liberal mind set. It is a disease, a mental dissorder. The Liberal, drug-induced, mind is allways thinking of ways tha the GOVERNMENT can take another freedom or right away.
First they ban guns, now.....
You durgged up hippies are very sick. The best cure for dope-feinds is poisoned dope. How hard could it be to just convert all illegal drugs into flesh-destroying chemical compounds? Mix a little Zoloft with the Hippy's LSD; or a little Scopolamine stirred up with the junky's Heroin.
And, Farmer Vincent says "By By Hippy, By By."
- Ana Gramm
Chato darted
Green Haired Jim's legs parted
that's how the universe started
So far, I recon I'm look'n real good for the 1st place ribbon.
- Delighted by it all but slightly puzzled
- Hairy-palmed, and going blind
- Ex Liberal Voter
You can burn my clothes when I'm gone
Or you can tell your friends just what a fool I've been
And laugh and joke about me on the phone
You can tell my arms to go back onto the phone
You can tell my feet to hit the floor
Or you can tell my lilps to tell my fingertips
They won't be reaching out for you no more
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooo
You can tell your ma I moved to Arkansas
Or you can tell your dog to bite my leg
Or tell your brother Cliff who's fist can tell my lips
He never really liked me anyway
Oh tell your Aunt Louise, tell anything you please
Myself already knows that I'm okay
Oh you can tell my eyes to watch out for my mind
It might be walking out on me today
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooo
But don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
I just don't think it'd understand
And if you tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooo
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooo
Don't tell my heart, my achy breaky heart
He might blow up and kill this man
Ooo
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Ain't that sump'n?
- Ex Liberal Voter
That tells you a lot about where my minds at.
It's at cunt. Or lack thereof.
I could take the easy way out and blame it on myself. My bald head, saggy man boobs, and small penis.
But I know where the real problem lies.
It's all that diabolical ass that is roaming the streets. You can't go out and grab a pint of milk without seeing some sweet darling you'd love to poke. And with all those sexy new fashions I can hardly stay focussed long enough to remember what I went out to buy!
Like last night. I was out for dinner with friends. Strictly business meeting. And on the opposite table was this sweet oriental honey. She was with another hot friend and they were indulging in girl talk and alike. And she was wolfing down those fags like there was no tomorrow.
Now the golden rule is: If she smokes she fucks.
So of course I got my hopes up.
But again they were dashed as it turned out it wasn't just a friend she was with but her lesbian lover!
(I devined all this by snooping on their conversation).
Well there I was, home alone again.
Y'know maybe it is John Howard's fault?
Found out that CD player no longer works! Can't remember trashing that? Piece of shit anyway.
- Ex Liberal Voter