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| Wednesday, January 17th, 2007 | | 11:30 pm |
| | Thursday, December 7th, 2006 | | 2:24 am |
| | Tuesday, December 5th, 2006 | | 1:18 am |
DJKyron: d00ds are forever Carl1194: yea d00ds before b00bs | | 12:50 am |
| | Sunday, December 3rd, 2006 | | 2:52 am |
LOLOCAUST
The Lolocaust Anti-furryism and the Comedy Lolocaust The new reich of lulzLong ago, the posting of "furry" porn, or depictions of anthropomorphic animals committing sexual acts, was not against the forum rules in FYAD. When this happened, the poster was usually rebuked if they did not include a warning in the thread's subject text, and perhaps had their preference in pornography mocked. As time progressed, furry threads continued to be posted, mostly if not solely in FYAD. As FYAD is not intended to have any rules, the posters were not stopped, though they were taunted endlessly by the other members of FYAD. Lowtax one day decided, however, that furry porn would no longer be allowed in FYAD, setting in motion a chain of events later to be known as the "Comedy Lolocaust." As the first step of the Lolocaust, Lowtax created a subforum of "The Goddamn Shithouse" (a place where some FYAD-goers got their own forums and became IK of them) dedicated to the posting of furry porn, called "The Furry Concentration Camp." This kept all furry threads out of FYAD and in one central location. The denizens of this subforum, along with any others proven to have furry tendencies, were then given custom titles of a large yellow star with the title "Yiff" on top, a reference to a slang term for intercourse in the furry community. Once all of the forum's furries were identified, they were then permanently relegated to the Furry Concentration Camp. The Camp stayed open for a number of weeks, and while furries couldn't leave the forum, others could come in. The Furry Concentration Camp was soon riddled with threads mocking furries in every way, shape and form. However, when these threads began to die down, the furries who could only post in the Camp soon began to congregate with each other, and only with each other. It became a complete community in itself. Eventually, the "final solution" of the Lolocaust was set into place. and the denizens of the FCC were finally banned, effectively ending the mass proliferation of furry porn in FYAD. Currently, anti-furryism is seen as old hat, and in general is not acceptable unless intensely humorous. Furries were, at one point, banned or ostracized, but there are now several forum members known to be furries who are generally accepted within the community. | | Sunday, November 26th, 2006 | | 4:08 am |
i think Con Air might be my favorite movie of all time | | Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006 | | 6:56 pm |
| | Saturday, November 18th, 2006 | | 7:41 pm |
Police today warned all men who frequently go to college bars and house parties to stay cautious when offered drinks by women. Females are using a date rape drug called "beer" to target unsuspecting men. This drug comes in liquid form and is available nearly everywhere. "Beer" is used by female predators to persuade helpless male victims to go home with them. Women need only persuade a man to consume a few of these "beers" and then ask him home for no-strings-attached sex, a simple approach that renders most men helpless. After several "beers, " men will have sex with even unattractive women. Often men awaken with only hazy memories of the night before, a horrible headache, and a vague feeling that something bad happened. Some really unfortunate men are even separated from their life's savings in a scam called "a relationship." In extreme cases, females have entrapped unsuspecting males into long-term servitude through a punishment called "marriage." Apparently, men are much more susceptible to this scam once "beer" is administered. Forward this warning to every male you know. And if you, or some man you know, has fallen victim to this insidious "beer" and the predatory women who administer it. Rest assured: male support groups exist in every major city where you can discuss the ugly details of your encounter in an open and frank manner with similarly affected, like-minded guys. For the support group nearest you, look in the Yellow Pages under "Golf Courses." | | Thursday, November 16th, 2006 | | 8:04 pm |
“No drug, not even alcohol, causes the fundamental ills of society. If we're looking for the source of our troubles, we shouldn't test people for drugs, we should test them for stupidity, ignorance, greed and love of power.” | | Wednesday, November 15th, 2006 | | 10:47 pm |
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Excerpts from a bad day gone terribly well
BravoCode: xxxxx xxxxxx and relationships is like dale earnhardt and walls DJKyron: if they dont go left...then...pain? BravoCode: no, its gonna end in pain and retardedness like the amass of fans going "retire the number 3" DJKyron: dude, professional numbers need not be retired DJKyron: because the term professional number is fucking stupid DJKyron: I WAS SO GOOD AT BEING NUMBER TWELVE THAT NOBODY CAN BE TWELVE DJKyron: the numbers that matter? I shall enlighten the public DJKyron: number one DJKyron: 69 because it never shows up without a snicker DJKyron: and 420 because it causes people to high five BravoCode: jeah jeah DJKyron: occasionally 151, 40, and 21 need to be acknowledged DJKyron: because booze, booze, and booze DJKyron: by my standards, a year and a half into college, i can teach any high school math, latin, art, or english course DJKyron: and there are people who GO TO SCHOOL FOR 4 YEARS TO DO THIS DJKyron: "ooh i got a shiny degree that says 'wasted time'" "ooh...i sacrificed my dreams to beat you out in the race" DJKyron: who wins?....nobody BravoCode: a degree is a fancy reciept DJKyron: THANK YOU FOR PAYING MONEY AND SHOWING UP OCCASIONALLY HOPE YOU DRANK A LOT KTHXBYE *heart* University-chan BravoCode: but after working labor, and working with autocad, and helping other engineers BravoCode: I'm like damn--I want to be an engineer DJKyron: after producing art since i was 5 and doing biology for 3 semesters...shit...shoulda seen that one coming BravoCode: my fav. man said everything in moderation, including moderation DJKyron: my fav man said "moderation in all things...wait...fuck that!" DJKyron: and that man was me | | Thursday, November 9th, 2006 | | 11:01 pm |
The Rumors
Yes, the rumors are true. I am going to wrestlemania 23. All skeet skeet. | | 8:49 pm |
From SA
Final Fantasy III is most famous for its job system, a good idea Square decided to use only once more; they soon dropped it for the much more popular system of “every character is your own personal demi-god, please press start to win” which has continually delighted gamers who love mindlessly slamming the “confirm” button for 40 hours. The job system finally allowed thieves to break free from their moral shackles and steal during combat, and also countered the uselessness of the red mage by adding classes like the geomancer, which are slightly more powerful than our modern-day geologists. Slightly. And if you don’t like your current job in Final Fantasy III, changing it is as easy and deciding which new outfit your character will look the least ridiculous in (PROTIP: None.). also, a breakdown of VI Terra: intermittently turns into a futuristic version of Diana Ross - USELESS Celes: can fake suicide to get attention from birds - USELESS Locke: can steal things that are useless - USELESS Edgar: waggles finger like a motherfucker - USELESS Sabin: his Street-Fightery fighting moves allows the SNES controller to eat many layers of skin from your thumb - USELESS Cyan: charges up lame sword moves while everyone else has three turns - USELESS Setzer: his random magic will either heal 30 HP or destroy your entire party - USELESS Shadow: leaves your party when he damn well wants to and has a dog sometimes - USELESS Relm: her special “sketch” ability will give you 255 of every item and then give your SNES cartridge digital AIDS - USELESS Gau: completely useless but at least you could leave him in the middle of the Veldt and never come back - USELESS Strago: old man who can use useless enemy magic - USELESS Mog: dances until random usless magic happens - USELESS Umaro: uncontrollable Yeti - USELESS Gogo: can use any character’s useless skills - USELESS | | Wednesday, November 8th, 2006 | | 10:30 pm |
Election News
While some people may give a shit about the current elections and then democrats gaining control of something and something happening or something, I personally feel that there is a more pressing issue at hand. You know what I speak of... ERIC PRYDZ HAS BEEN DE-THRONED OF HIS COVETED BEST MUSIC VIDEO EVER TITLE Yes, you read that correctly. Eric Prydz with Call On Me is no longer king. The current king, as it was so elloquently put, is "The future elvis of every Anime-con" Yes, I speak of Machoman No, Not Randy Savage Do a google search for Wookie Wookie Video and watch said video. Mind Fucking Blowing | | 2:12 pm |
Moof: i just want a little house Moof: and a dog Moof: that is all i want Livestock: i do too but i want my house to be a penthouse with a view and i want my dog to be a yacht Livestock: i don't really like sailing but i want to run it aground on a populated beach Moof: :O Livestock: then i will climb out and said "the ocean is so boring!" Livestock: then i will set the yacht ablaze Livestock: and walk away satisfied Livestock: a victor over the sea | | 1:27 am |
there is more cyanide in a glass of apple juice than in a pack of cigarettes. fuck you, TRUTH advertising | | Wednesday, November 1st, 2006 | | 3:52 pm |
The Legend of the Spectral Hustler By Johnny “Docevil” Titanium Halloween night, 1995. It was pitch black and dead quiet at the park downtown, where two lovebirds were holding hands and laughing about the great time they had earlier in the evening. "You know girl, if your dad finds out you were out this late he'll kill us." "Uh huh. Tell me a scary story I haven't heard." "What about the tale of the Spectral Hustler?" "I remember that one from grade school. No, I want a real story, a scary one." "It is scary. Legend goes he was a successful pimp back in the early 90s until he got ran down by a poorly-dressed buster in a Geo Metro. Now his immortal spirit wanders the streets looking for fake-ass fools to clown on so that he may have his revenge." "That is the dumbest thing I've ever heard." "It's true, baby! I--" A chill quickly came over both of them and a voice boomed from just behind their heads. "Damn girl, you fonky like you been peelin’ onions in ya drawers!" Violent gusts of wind and a sort of day-glo plasma swirled around the two. "And yo head HELLA big." She clutched his arm and asked in a frightened whisper, "What is that, baby?" He was paralyzed out of fear of being dissed in front of his lady. "Your man’s pants look like they made outta corn husks!" The impact of the insult snapped him out of his daze. He grabbed his girlfriend's arm and the two began running back in the direction they came. "You can’t run forever, homie! I know where you got them shoes! That’s K-Mart shit, son! K-MART SHIIIIIIIIT!" They ran harder and faster than they would have thought possible, and the Spectral Hustler's disembodied slams chased them for several blocks until they finally got away. A few months later, the couple broke up. Some say it was because the Hustler revealed to each the other’s faults all too well. Others say they broke up for different reasons entirely. One thing is certain: Every time they look in the mirror and second guess their outfit, they hear his ghostly digs as if they floated on the wind. "Yo hat too furry, look like a dog’s head," cries the chilling voice. "Didn’t that shirt used to be yo bedsheet?"  | | Thursday, October 26th, 2006 | | 10:02 pm |
a word from SA
I really love Botox. I've been saying for years that rich people should have deadly poison injected into their stupid faces, and now they're paying to do it. | | 6:33 pm |
Fucking Right
 Dr. Thorpe: There's something so fundamentally wrong about a tall, skinny Yoda that it's kind of like being in Elementary school and seeing your teacher at the grocery store. Dr. Thorpe: It just does something to your brain that can never be fixed. Zack: Yoda really only works when he looks like Kermit the Frog was run through a fruit dehydrator and then rolled in hair. When he's built like a basketball player it just makes you think that when a fight breaks out in the stands it's going to be the coolest fight ever. Some loudmouthed fan is going to call Yoda's mom the wrong name and then bam he's flying around all CGI kung fu style and using his mind to sexually harass cheerleaders. READ MORE! http://www.somethingawful.com/index.php?a=4199and if you like super mario 2, watch this http://www.somethingawful.com/index.php?a=4191keep it trill | | Monday, October 23rd, 2006 | | 9:09 pm |
DDRathon 5 was a success. Finally got Super Max Me Mix. Low B, but still a pass. DJing a party this saturday. Gonna be bitchin. Really need to think about my set. Oblivion is consuming my life. |
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