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- Buttchocks
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No, I like my hat, thanks.
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Reciting the breakfast menu at the Pig 'n' Whistle
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Jul 9, 2022 17:05
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- Buttchocks
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No, I like my hat, thanks.
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Dumping my microplastics in the ocean of human consciousness.
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Jul 9, 2022 17:28
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- Kaiser Schnitzel
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Schnitzel mit uns
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Imagine, if you will, a communal message board, not dissimilar in purpose to any number of the bulletin boards with which you may be familiar from your own experience of the many little places one human chooses to leave a message for his or her fellows at school, at work, at the local community center, or indeed at the local lamppost which may, in the occasional event of a lost cat or dog, a yard sale, or political campaign, instantly become, by forceful application of staple and paper, an ad hoc place for the making of announcements which is, in its effect if not in its appearance, perfectly identical to the corkboard covered with brightly covered papers to be found in the hallway of any university student union. This communal message board which so interests us today is, however, rather different from all those other little displays you may have encountered before, because this message board does not exist in one discrete location, has no physical presence, and can only be viewed with the aid of some of humankind's greatest feats of technological invention, namely, the liquid crystal display, and the great jumble of wires, cables, optics, and microchips which forms that great, impressive, and often controversial thing which we are pleased to call 'the internet'. Very well, you may say, I accept the premise that this board does not exist in any physical form, and we can only ever view it virtually, much as we can view a television program or hear, via radio and satellite waves, far away voices, but, but, but how in heavens name does anyone ever leave a message for one's other humans on this hypothetical virtual board? What takes the place of the familiar thumbtack, a device which excels all others in the ratio of it's cost and simplicity to its usefulness, and the humble scrap of paper-another material which in its ubiquity is ever underappreciated-marked up with pen and and ink, or in some cases printed upon by some mechanical device or other? Herein lies the magic of this immaterial message board. One need not trouble oneself with the stocking and procurement of thumbtacks, pen, ink, and paper, however efficacious and cost-effective they may be. One need not arise from one's desk for a much needed stroll the the office supply cabinet, stopping no doubt to speak a few kind, if banal, words to one's colleagues, pausing perhaps to look in on one's superior to make sure they know how diligently one is toiling at one's assigned tasks, and perhaps even furtively flirt with one's office sweetheart. None of this need be pondered any longer! One need only open, with a few certain and quickly learned keystrokes and mouse clicks, one of any number of suitable programs, and type in the virtual address of any one of the many thousands, if not millions, of these message boards which thrive upon the internet, and thereafter, by the use of the interface favored by whichever of these message boards one may have chosen to access, type whatever message one wishes for the perusers of that particular message board to see. This is known as 'posting,' and one may spend many a happy pleasant hour engaging in that sublime activity.
https://i.imgur.com/R8ctked.mp4
ty Manifisto for this wonderful sig!
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Jul 9, 2022 19:59
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- Buttchocks
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No, I like my hat, thanks.
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spray 'n' praying the English language
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Jul 9, 2022 20:27
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- Barking Gecko
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Mahoro says, "Naughty things are bad."
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Casting pearls
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Jul 9, 2022 23:07
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- Areola Grande
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it's a free country u pervs
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posting in byob is like dropping little handwritten notes into a terrarium filled with friends. the ones who can read might even emptyquote ur post!
spring sigs by nesamdoom and Ravenous Scoot
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Jul 9, 2022 23:48
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- Buttchocks
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No, I like my hat, thanks.
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blowing kisses into a manure pond
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Jul 10, 2022 02:54
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- SwimmingSpider
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Jön, jön, jön a vizipók.
Várják már a tólakók.
Ez a kis pók ügyes búvár.
Sok új kaland is még rá vár.
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watching baby geniuses on dvd
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Jul 10, 2022 06:06
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- Drink-Mix Man
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You are an odd fellow, but I must say... you throw a swell shindig.
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tossing the word salad
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Jul 10, 2022 06:54
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- Buttchocks
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No, I like my hat, thanks.
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The Deer Hunter, starring Christopher Walken, but instead of playing Russian roulette it's shitposting and hoping the mods are asleep.
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Jul 10, 2022 17:26
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- Khanstant
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The wind blows wherever it pleases. You hear its sound, but you cannot tell where it comes from or where it is going. So it is with everyone posting.
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Jul 10, 2022 17:33
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- google THIS
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a metaphor for posting is like a simile for posting, and a simile for posting is a metaphor for posting
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Jul 10, 2022 19:14
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- Bright Bart
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False. There is only one electron and it has never stopped
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Posting is like going to the dentist. You're not doing it often enough.
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Jul 10, 2022 20:18
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- Buttchocks
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No, I like my hat, thanks.
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Scraping posts off my windshield and wiping them on the forums.
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Jul 10, 2022 20:40
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- Bright Bart
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False. There is only one electron and it has never stopped
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Crying over spilled spaghetti.
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