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As far as I can make out this is an official UN Document now archived, the term of service in this link seems to confirm the authenticity, read a...
Whadda think the teacher is gonna look like this year....[Link] Ah the good old days when music videos were fun and not satanically symbolic.
๐ช๐ช will work, besides pulling out the wires.
What's coming down the pipe to distract from with a home grown FF?
I had a similar experience in high school. I believe students, at least high school students should be segregated by gender. When all those...
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By the time I was twelve, I learned to recognize psychos. They were every-fucking-where. Doing every-fucking-thing.
Almost everyone else, back then (when I was a kid) it seemed, thought they (psychos and themselves) were normal and that things were normal and even great, except when like, 'Kennedy got shot' or 'some big something happened somewhere' and it, like, 'made the news'.
I was terrified the whole time (fuck Kennedy, fuck Nixon, fuck something big happening somewhere) and actually I was terrified even before that; which is a hell of a way to be a nine year old, or a six year old. Or a baby in a crib.
But that terror kept me from becoming a psycho; it put me 'on edge' and it keeps me 'on edge'.
After I was twelve, of course, I received even more 'training' to accept psychos as normal and to become one myself.
But I remained terrified and I learned, during the course of this further training, to 'hate' as well. I HATE psychos.
And these two unusual (not really) and unacceptable (yes, definitely, to social convention and population/sheeple programming) emotions serve me well to this very day.
I am still not a psycho.
And it definitely does not take one to know one. And it does not take a thousand pictures or a thousand megabytes or pixels of information on a computer to know a psycho, either.
Can't you smell that smell?
Can't you?
Fear the world today, for it is bad company.
nedlud