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Now comes the time of the ringing bell, we must fight for anarchy to attain our peace.
My friends come forth and look to your left and right, see how your world burns in their flames?
You are horrified, are you not?
You are angry, are you not?
Your spirits have been crushed over and over, they destroy and take and have been doing as such for years.
Do you want to fight back?
I certainly do.

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Turns out pandering to millennials only results in total company death. Yet another case of the "adulting" generation thinking le heckin cool randomness and swears = quality.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=St58O_j6E9U

Look at this shit. Just look at it. But it's "wokeness" that's to blame, right? Quick, what's the birth year of every "woke" person involved with this mess?

Exactly.

Do you guys have any anime recommendations I'm looking for animes that aren't as poplar that might be good because I'm tired of bein suggested one piece or demon slayer especially because I want more wholesome and adorable animes

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Paintings, drawings, etc with a similar vibe to this?

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After a bit of toying with the system, we feel like we've come to a point where everything is where it should be, but just so it's clarified:

1) "Who is this?" "Source" "Moar?" etc.. Go in this thread. Only reply to this thread if you have something to contribute.

2) All new threads require at least three relevant images; anything less will be considered a request and will be subject to deletion and banning. Relevant conversation threads are exempt from this rule.

3) Use the Report button and the Hide Thread feature. No flaming, bitching about board appropriate content, hook-up threads or furry content is allowed. Reverse Traps are allowed.

4) Make sure you're posting on the right board. Cross-dressers go to /cd/, men go to /men/, women go to /s/.

Update: 5) All video download links should be posted in the video links sticky. Having 4 separate threads for downloads is a waste.

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>>spider expertgots haha

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I've been eating what is essentially meatloaf for the past 2 years every night. Ground beef with some frozen veggies thrown in, with salt, chili powder, turmeric and coriander powder to taste. I bake it in the oven for 1hr 30 min.

I've only just started getting bored of it, so I threw in some shrimp, and it's delightful. Today I tried throwing some cheese on as well. Any other suggestions John?

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Part 1

It’s hard to believe that tomorrow makes fifteen years since the day that things changed for my sisters and myself. My parents were going to Hawaii for their twentieth wedding anniversary and they had left me in charge of the house and had told my two sisters Milly and Maddy the night before at dinner that while they were gone my authority was absolute and my word was Law around the house.

It was the second monday of summer vacation and I awoke to the smell of blueberry muffins. After glancing over at my alarm clock, I momentarily wondered what was going on. My parents’ flight had been scheduled to depart at 5:30 that morning, and since my alarm clock told me that it was 10:37, my parents had to be somewhere over the Pacific Ocean at that time. That left my sisters as to the reason I was smelling muffins. The problem was my mother didn’t like my sisters to use the stove because they almost always left a huge mess afterwards that she had to clean up after they left the kitchen. I sighed and got out of bed to see what mischief Milly and Maddy were up to.

After throwing on a pair of biking shorts and a tee shirt, I always slept in just my jockey shorts, I went downstairs. I pushed open the kitchen’s swinging door and walked into what looked like a white hurricane had blown through the room. There was flour all over the counters and stove, as well as on the floor and the kitchen sink. The sink held a half-dozen mixing bowls, plastic spatulas, and various other batter covered utensils. There were two muffin pans filled with muffins sitting to the left of the stove and an open tub of butter sitting in front of the pan. Four muffins were missing from the pan on the left and standing about three feet away from the pan stood my sisters; each of them buttering the two halves of a blueberry muffin, their clothes dusted with flour.

Before I say anything more about what happened after I walked into the kitchen and my sisters‘ mess, I think I should give a bit more context to what the situation was here. It was June 26, 1996; just a little over a month until my eighteenth birthday. Milly was thirteen and Maddy was twelve, and both were as rambunctious as redheads are supposed to be.

I think I should give a bit of background on myself and my sisters before I go any farther in this story. The three of us were something of a mystery to our parents. There had been no redheads on either side of the family for generations, and yet all three of our parents’ kids had red hair. (Trying to figure out where our hair color came from was one of the main reasons why I chose a career in genetics when I went off to college after I turned nineteen.) Our parents were also a bit unusual when it came to naming us as well. For instance, I was named after my parents’ favorite actor and my middle name is my fathe Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

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