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Boner Medicine: Feb 1, 2014

Much like 80s and 90s sitcom personalities, many of us have personal catch phrase that we use to get us out of a tricky situation or to light the room up with laughter.

Mine is, "Careful now!"

What's yours?

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:27

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Boner Medicine: Feb 1, 2014

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Of8JOVXYU0Q

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:30

Radical and BADical!: Jun 27, 2010; by Lowtax; Fun Shoe

im gay

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:31

Cnut the Great: Mar 30, 2014

ay caramba

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:32

i am bones: May 18, 2010; We are the Crystal Gems!

Don't have a cow, man.

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:32

Segata Sanshiro: Sep 10, 2011; we can live for nothing
baby i don't care

lose me like the ocean
feel the motion

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6ITD1tqXDII

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:33

Eastbound Spider: Jan 2, 2011

Please don't hurt me, h-h-here's my wallet

Eastbound Spider fucked around with this message at 17:36 on Jun 30, 2014

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:34

lonelylikezoidberg: Dec 19, 2007

gently caress my fish oval office

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:34

1gnoirents: Jun 28, 2014; hello

"Its just the tip

" best when used in non sequitur

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:35

free Trapt CD: Aug 22, 2013; *~~*
I've got plenty of java
and Chesterfield Kings
*~~*

(goofily) "gommennassai senorita!"

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:36

Kitchner: Nov 9, 2012; IT CAN'T BE BARGAINED WITH.
IT CAN'T BE REASONED WITH.
IT DOESN'T FEEL PITY, OR REMORSE, OR FEAR.
AND IT ABSOLUTELY WILL NOT STOP, EVER, UNTIL YOU ADMIT YOU'RE WRONG ABOUT WARHAMMER; Clapping Larry

Mine is murder you're famil

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:41

Puppy Galaxy: Aug 1, 2004

i'm gay

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:42

jarvis cocker: Dec 16, 2007; by Lowtax

we go play hoop

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:44

Momplestiltskin: Jan 15, 2014; Got any extra firstborns?

Lets slam and jam on these fools

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:45

Al Borland: Oct 29, 2006; by XyloJW

"I don't think so, Tim."

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:46

plain blue jacket: Jan 13, 2014; IT DOESN'T STOP
IT NEVER STOPS

I call people shitlords now and then I get that'll have to do

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:48

Saalkin: Jun 29, 2008

I misunderstood everything

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:49

Valk: Aug 12, 2011; PhantomBowie tapped this @$$

Yeah nah.

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:53

ilikedirt: Oct 15, 2004; king of posting

hail satan

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:55

Absalom Baird: Jul 13, 2010

Wha' happen???

# ? Jun 30, 2014 17:59

GABA ghoul: Oct 29, 2011

"i know your kind, what's wrong with you is wrong all the way through you"

say it with an urkel face, people love it

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:18

Sheng-Ji Yang: Mar 5, 2014

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wR5X0c_KaQI

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:23

ghlbtsk: Apr 19, 2005; these bath mats
are
GORGEOUS

I was dead at the time.

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:30

Donald Kimball: Sep 2, 2011; PROUD FATHER OF THIS TURD ------>

Poz my neghole!

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:31

Mud Shark: May 12, 2012

using the royal "we" is pretty fun because it trips people up

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:35

Snatch Duster: Feb 20, 2007; by FactsAreUseless

You're gonna love it.

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:35

Trixie Hardcore: Jul 1, 2006; Placeholder.

"I'd gently caress that for a dollar!"

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:35

Cursed Lumberjack: Nov 14, 2006; A rather unfortunate logger indeed.

Donald Kimball posted:

Poz my neghole!

neg my pozhole

its either a request for aids treatment OR you have aids and are sexually attracted to pua techniques

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:36

jokes: Dec 20, 2012; Uh... Kupo?

milady

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:38

Tonsured: Jan 14, 2005; I came across mention of a Gnostic codex called The Unreal God and the Aspects of His Nonexistent Universe, an idea which reduced me to helpless laughter. What kind of person would write about something that he knows doesn't exist, and how can something that doesn't exist have aspects?

That's what baby bear likes

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:39

sex excellence: Feb 19, 2011; Satisfaction Guranteed

The rain set early in to-night,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
And did its worst to vex the lake:
I listened with heart fit to break.
When glided in Porphyria; straight
She shut the cold out and the storm,
And kneeled and made the cheerless grate
Blaze up, and all the cottage warm;
Which done, she rose, and from her form
Withdrew the dripping cloak and shawl,
And laid her soiled gloves by, untied
Her hat and let the damp hair fall,
And, last, she sat down by my side
And called me. When no voice replied,
She put my arm about her waist,
And made her smooth white shoulder bare,
And all her yellow hair displaced,
And, stooping, made my cheek lie there,
And spread, o'er all, her yellow hair,
Murmuring how she loved me---she
Too weak, for all her heart's endeavour,
To set its struggling passion free
From pride, and vainer ties dissever,
And give herself to me for ever.
But passion sometimes would prevail,
Nor could to-night's gay feast restrain
A sudden thought of one so pale
For love of her, and all in vain:
So, she was come through wind and rain.
Be sure I looked up at her eyes
Happy and proud; at last I knew
Porphyria worshipped me; surprise
Made my heart swell, and still it grew
While I debated what to do.
That moment she was mine, mine, fair,
Perfectly pure and good: I found
A thing to do, and all her hair
In one long yellow string I wound
Three times her little throat around,
And strangled her. No pain felt she;
I am quite sure she felt no pain.
As a shut bud that holds a bee,
I warily oped her lids: again
Laughed the blue eyes without a stain.
And I untightened next the tress
About her neck; her cheek once more
Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss:
I propped her head up as before,
Only, this time my shoulder bore
Her head, which droops upon it still:
The smiling rosy little head,
So glad it has its utmost will,
That all it scorned at once is fled,
And I, its love, am gained instead!
Porphyria's love: she guessed not how
Her darling one wish would be heard.
And thus we sit together now,
And all night long we have not stirred,
And yet God has not said a word!

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:42

Subliminal Sauce: Apr 6, 2010; Spreading freedom and spreading it thick; that's just a thing us right-wing nutjobs do!

I wouldn't put butter on that if I were you!

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:46

Archer666: Dec 27, 2008

No dad its a depression it means i can be happy even while having sex and eating tacos at the same time

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:50

robeleader: Mar 19, 2006; huh?

gently caress.

fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

FUUUUUUUCK

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:51

flerp: Feb 25, 2014

gently caress you op

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:54

Shirley Crabtree: Aug 8, 2012

i'm off down the shops does anyone want anything

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:55

dirty shrimp money: Jan 8, 2001

dog is an rear end in a top hat

# ? Jun 30, 2014 18:57

redshirt: Aug 11, 2007; Reporting for shovel mission Sir.

So it goes.

# ? Jun 30, 2014 19:01

Sharkie: Feb 4, 2013; by Fluffdaddy

Skeleton King posted:

The rain set early in to-night,
The sullen wind was soon awake,
It tore the elm-tops down for spite,
And did its worst to vex the lake:
I listened with heart fit to break.
When glided in Porphyria; straight
She shut the cold out and the storm,
And kneeled and made the cheerless grate
Blaze up, and all the cottage warm;
Which done, she rose, and from her form
Withdrew the dripping cloak and shawl,
And laid her soiled gloves by, untied
Her hat and let the damp hair fall,
And, last, she sat down by my side
And called me. When no voice replied,
She put my arm about her waist,
And made her smooth white shoulder bare,
And all her yellow hair displaced,
And, stooping, made my cheek lie there,
And spread, o'er all, her yellow hair,
Murmuring how she loved me---she
Too weak, for all her heart's endeavour,
To set its struggling passion free
From pride, and vainer ties dissever,
And give herself to me for ever.
But passion sometimes would prevail,
Nor could to-night's gay feast restrain
A sudden thought of one so pale
For love of her, and all in vain:
So, she was come through wind and rain.
Be sure I looked up at her eyes
Happy and proud; at last I knew
Porphyria worshipped me; surprise
Made my heart swell, and still it grew
While I debated what to do.
That moment she was mine, mine, fair,
Perfectly pure and good: I found
A thing to do, and all her hair
In one long yellow string I wound
Three times her little throat around,
And strangled her. No pain felt she;
I am quite sure she felt no pain.
As a shut bud that holds a bee,
I warily oped her lids: again
Laughed the blue eyes without a stain.
And I untightened next the tress
About her neck; her cheek once more
Blushed bright beneath my burning kiss:
I propped her head up as before,
Only, this time my shoulder bore
Her head, which droops upon it still:
The smiling rosy little head,
So glad it has its utmost will,
That all it scorned at once is fled,
And I, its love, am gained instead!
Porphyria's love: she guessed not how
Her darling one wish would be heard.
And thus we sit together now,
And all night long we have not stirred,
And yet God has not said a word!

voted 5 for robert browning.

# ? Jun 30, 2014 19:03

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Millions of Crows: Mar 31, 2010; take a look overhead

Oh, you oval office.
Or just CUNTS!

# ? Jun 30, 2014 19:03

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