- Devils Affricate
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https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ryc0HqUfxTY
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Nov 25, 2014 04:25
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- gary oldmans diary
- Sep 26, 2005
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i hate kids im not allowed or able to hit
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Nov 25, 2014 04:42
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- mind the walrus
- Sep 22, 2006
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I just dont get the whole pony thing 
I'll dig it up but there's an excellent quote about how the Pony thing is about male rejects who are so hard up for sex of any kind that they glom onto literally anything with a woman's voice, although they're still pretty indisputably pedophiles.
E-- here it is:
quote:Leovinus posted:
The MLP thing is kind of interesting, because it’s pretty much proof that Internet perverts don’t just develop weird tastes from how they were raised or whatever, but rather that they’re genuinely just loving morons who will decide to have a fetish for something because it has a girl’s voice. I mean, two years ago, before Friendship Is Magic was a thing, nobody was into ponies except actual get-out-there-and-do-something-about-it horsefuckers. My Little Pony was already a thing, but it was toys without voices and there hadn’t been a cartoon about it since before the Internet. So I can kind of see where they’re coming from with the “not bestiality” thing. They don’t want to gently caress horses, specifically. They’re just so hard up for any sexual experience at all that anything with a feminine voice will do them just fine. They’re still obviously pedophiles though, I’m not gonna dispute that. I mean, I don’t want to side with this guy so much as I want to engineer repeated misfortune for him and maybe sell it as a TV show.
Or maybe it’s just that you could only really do a pony from behind and that means you wouldn’t have to see the pony’s grimaces of self-loathing and/or disappointment. Or smell its breath, because I don’t know if you’ve ever been near an actual real-life pony but they smell like they’ve been carved out of a million assholes. mind the walrus fucked around with this message at 05:21 on Nov 25, 2014
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Nov 25, 2014 05:14
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- Cnut the Great
- Mar 30, 2014
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nothing about your description makes me think that's a safe or desirable video to watch
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Nov 25, 2014 05:15
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- putin is a cunt
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BOY DO I SURE ENJOY TRASH. THERE'S NOTHING MORE I LOVE THAN TO SIT DOWN IN FRONT OF THE BIG SCREEN AND EAT A BIIIIG STEAMY BOWL OF SHIT. WARNER BROS CAN COME OVER TO MY HOUSE AND ASSFUCK MY MOM WHILE I WATCH AND I WOULD CERTIFY IT FRESH, NO QUESTION
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they're still pretty indisputably pedophiles.
thats really all you had to say
nothing about your description makes me think that's a safe or desirable video to watch
its completely worksafe, its all censored and junk. its just loving hilarious
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Nov 25, 2014 05:16
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- Devils Affricate
- Jan 22, 2010
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its completely worksafe, its all censored and junk. its just loving hilarious
I posted it primarily because the kid is legitimately entertaining
\/ \/ He doesn't enjoy it, if that helps
Devils Affricate fucked around with this message at 05:26 on Nov 25, 2014
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Nov 25, 2014 05:20
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- boom boom boom
- Jun 28, 2012
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by Shine
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I'm not gonna watch a child look at porn, that is gross and weird
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Nov 25, 2014 05:23
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- fanged wang
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by Ralp
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op: wtf
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Nov 25, 2014 05:35
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- Sir John Feelgood
- Nov 18, 2009
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Makes you think about the big questions.
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Nov 25, 2014 05:39
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- putin is a cunt
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BOY DO I SURE ENJOY TRASH. THERE'S NOTHING MORE I LOVE THAN TO SIT DOWN IN FRONT OF THE BIG SCREEN AND EAT A BIIIIG STEAMY BOWL OF SHIT. WARNER BROS CAN COME OVER TO MY HOUSE AND ASSFUCK MY MOM WHILE I WATCH AND I WOULD CERTIFY IT FRESH, NO QUESTION
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I'm not gonna watch a child look at porn, that is gross and weird
ok.
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Nov 25, 2014 05:40
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- Mexican Deathgasm
- Aug 17, 2010
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i like this explanation better:
I want to tell you a story.
A story of a man who is not a man, but a little boy trapped in a world of adults. He is living in the end of history, in a world where childhood can be extended indefinitely. There was a time when thirteen year olds became accountants and ran empires. Now, we gone beyond the artificially constructed concept of the "teenager" -a phase of life that was essentially made up for marketing purposes- and pushed the threshold for maturity back into what used to be the very edge of middle age, comfortable adulthood. No one comes through this unscathed. Due to economic conditions, myself and 70% of men my age live with their parents; when he was my age, my father had been out of the navy for over six years, had a wife and child, and owned a house.
Into this world comes out protagonist. He has no name. He has no face. He is unknown, unloved, forgotten. His every step is haunted by the nagging fear that there is something of greater meaning, something he is supposed to do, but he is afraid to reach out for it because the world has been cruel to him, and through that cruelty he knows what it is. He was born to middle class white people and from first day he can remember, he knew there was an unspoken disappointment on his parents' part. They limped out of the wreckage of the cold war, the last children who remember the world under the shadow of the bomb. They are the 'me' generation and for them, this child's birth signaled the beginning of responsibility they never really wanted. They had a child as an accessory to their lives, because their was supposed to.
Our subject knows that.
From birth, he's subjected to a bizarre cultural construct of masculinity that's been tortured into obscene and twisted shapes by a world where it no longer fits. In older, crueller times not so remote from our own, his inadequacies would be hammered out by peer pressure, by parenting, by the trials of life. In our world, which kills through kindness, he is deprived of these terrible mercies. His interactions at home are rote and loveless. Both of his parents work at unfulfilling jobs that are the only escape they have from each other and from him, the tether that binds them together in their exurban hell.
One day daddy just has enough of mommy's poo poo. Our subject is still young. All he knows is that something is terribly wrong, and then one day daddy is gone. The cracks deepen and widen. His parents got a divorce and it isn't his fault, but he knows otherwise. As he grows older he becomes more and more of a liability. Mommy brings home other men, and when they see him, the look in their eyes is enough for her to know it is over and she knows why.
He has his first day of school. He tries to blend in and fails. There is no opening in the world in his shape. He is an appendix, a tumor, a bubble in the skin that forms when the world gets cold. He floats around the edges of friendly circles of children as his childhood goes on, never truly accepted. He is "that kid", the weirdo, the subject of idle rumors and speculation.
Then, one day, one special day, something magical happens. He is permitted to use a computer. Maybe his mother buys it for him so he'll demand less attention from her. He furtively discovers a strange, new world. An inviting world. He doesn't see it coming. He doesn't recognize the trap.
He's going through changes. Maybe it's genetics or maybe it's the excess estrogen produced by his copious body fat, but his voice isn't getting that much deeper, but it's happening. A growth spurt comes, and he begins to feel awkward. He is paying more attention to girl's chests and hips, he begins having erections. No one explains it to him. His mother is too busy, has too much work, his stepfather doesn't care. In school, all he's told is that if he has sex he'll get horrible diseases that will turn his crotch into a loaf of bread stuffed with hamburger. He's seen cartoon diagrams of penises and the internal structures of a woman's body but without a frame of reference he has very little idea how the anatomy actually works; it doesn't occur to him that sex is penetrative and he entertains the idea that girls have an elephant-like proboscis between their legs that sheathes the man's penis and coaxes out sperm, whatever that is.
In older times a stack of old copies of Penthouse found in the woods might inflame his loins and correct his misconceptions, but he lives in a glorious digital age. The Internet is here, and it has such sights to show him.
He goes to a search engine. He looks back and forth, gazes around the tiny room he lives in and wonders if someone will ask why the door is locked, not realizing no one cares. He types a word.
That word is "boobs". The journey begins.
He finds himself inaugurated into a new world too early. Google Images brings forth a cornucopia, a bounty beyond his wildest imaginings. His heart is pounding. Without quite grasping why, he plays with his penis in all manner of awkward ways, until through the right series of clicks he ends up downloading a video. A woman orders a pizza. She gets more than she bargains for. The illustration is enough. He fulfills his needs and ends up with his hand stuffed down his now soaked pants, cold with his own issue, curled around his laptop like a lover, the light of its screen a caress on his cheek.
In that moment, the monster is born.
He should be progressing towards adulthood but that progress stops. The real world frightens and hurts him, so he retreats. He flees from high school every day to internet porn. At first, simple sex is enough, but after hours and hours he becomes jaded far beyond his years. Through his on-line contacts, he branches out. He begins to experiment. Depending on which path he takes his road may lead to prison or a bizarre and embarassing arrest record. In the case of our present subject, he hears a single, simple word.
That word is hentai.
It is an astonishing discovery. Drawn women are subjected to things he cannot imagine a real person enduring. He sees a woman orgasming as she awaits her death by slow impalement on a rapidly growing bamboo shoot forced into her vagina. Grasping demons from the lowest hell drag screaming schoolgirls, teenage cunts like the ones who ignore him at school, drag them off into darkened halls and hurt them until they like it in a hundred ways he would never dare, violating their genitals and anuses with a profound and horrifying variety of appendages that arouse and inflame him in their creativity; multitudes of worm-like creatures, great rubber knobs.
Sometimes even hooks and blades.
The more he grows drawn into his inner world, his den of iniquity, the more insulated he becomes. He bumbles through a subculture of detached irony and takes it all seriously. He spends hours watching and re-watching Neon Genesis Evangelion; the small part of him that was once human cries out while he pores over endless images of the teenage pilot characters being raped.
His physical needs are always sated, but there is a deeper need left unfulfilled, the craving for comradeship and belonging that drives all men. He tries to fill it with discussion forums and chan boards but it won't work, because he and his fellows are all drawn together by their hatred of all things, including each other. It feels hollow to him. As he "matures" and moves on to a useless liberal arts degree that will condemn him to a life of slaving to pay perpetually piling debts, he floats into groups of real people, but even the anime club rejects him.
He lives a life of profound depravity and dreams of a hope he cannot name. Then, one day, on his journey through the seedy underbelly of the internet, he comes across an image of a pastel cartoon horse. Google is kind to him.
He learns that friendship is magic.
The lesson is delivered twenty years too late. For him, life is a masquerade, a game of playing pretend until he can get home, change into sweatpants, and soil them. The now tiny, shriveled husk of his humanity delights in the simple cartoon message about friendship and understanding, but it is too late, now, the monster grows too strong. The monster is hungry. It takes him over and forces him to the search engine. The beast nurtured inside him moves his fingers in tiny twitching movements. He types the words that will satisfy the hungry thing.
He sees Applejack.
He sees Big Mac.
He sees him mounting her.
He stares at the screen in grim silence. No ordinary person would see anything sexual in a cartoon horse mounting his younger sister; they would find only disgust. Our brony sees himself, and quietly begins jerking off, silent even though he no longer need fear discovery.
He does not cry.
I cry for him.
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Nov 25, 2014 06:30
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- circ dick soleil
- Sep 27, 2012
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by zen death robot
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I like girl show = this means I'm girl
NO IT DOESNT
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Nov 25, 2014 06:40
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- Prettz
- Sep 3, 2002
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OP are you sure he's 9? Looks and sounds more like 12 or 13
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Nov 25, 2014 07:11
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- Joey Gladstone
- May 26, 2003
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i'm going to ironically stalk the child on the internet and spend hours a day posting about him in my many threads that i continue to make after the mods shut them down. i think this is a good and healthy thing to do
If this is true this is really messed up and I've even seen goatse
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Nov 25, 2014 08:00
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- Psygnosis
- Jul 30, 2003
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Makes you think about the big questions.
what big questions?
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Nov 25, 2014 08:07
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- SnowblindFatal
- Jan 7, 2011
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i like this explanation better:
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Nov 25, 2014 14:24
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- jalopybrown
- Oct 11, 2012
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Skipped through and the kid seems weirded out and disgusted especially at the gently caress part, i have faith for his generation
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Nov 25, 2014 14:27
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- Sephiroth_IRA
- Mar 31, 2010
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i like this explanation better:
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Nov 25, 2014 14:49
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- Coolness Averted
- Feb 20, 2007
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oh don't worry, I can't smell asparagus piss, it's in my DNA
GO HOGG WILD!
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i like this explanation better:
I used to wanna be Chuck Palahniuk when I grew up too
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Nov 26, 2014 03:56
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- krampster2
- Jun 26, 2014
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What a dumb show
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Nov 26, 2014 04:21
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- Beef Turret
- Jul 9, 2009
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by Lowtax
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I used to wanna be Chuck Palahniuk when I grew up too
I didn't write that posturing fag poo poo, but it sums up bronies very nicely
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Nov 26, 2014 04:42
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- burritolingus
- Nov 6, 2007
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by Ralp
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Eww.
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Nov 26, 2014 04:44
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- Cursed Lumberjack
- Nov 14, 2006
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A rather unfortunate logger indeed.
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Leovinus posted:
get-out-there-and-do-something-about-it horsefucker
mods we can make an exception to the character limit for names just this one time, right?
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Nov 26, 2014 04:56
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- Moridin920
- Nov 15, 2007
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by FactsAreUseless
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that poo poo seems super tame compared to the games I was playing on newgrounds around the same age
although I was at least playing games with animated people instead of ponies
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Nov 26, 2014 08:10
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- Ramsus
- Sep 14, 2002
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i'm not watching that because i don't want to be on some pedophilia list somewhere
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Nov 26, 2014 08:14
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- circ dick soleil
- Sep 27, 2012
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Skipped through and the kid seems weirded out and disgusted especially at the gently caress part, i have faith for his generation
He was only saying that because his brother was in the room. He probably bookmarked it.
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Nov 26, 2014 08:17
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- putin is a cunt
- Apr 5, 2007
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BOY DO I SURE ENJOY TRASH. THERE'S NOTHING MORE I LOVE THAN TO SIT DOWN IN FRONT OF THE BIG SCREEN AND EAT A BIIIIG STEAMY BOWL OF SHIT. WARNER BROS CAN COME OVER TO MY HOUSE AND ASSFUCK MY MOM WHILE I WATCH AND I WOULD CERTIFY IT FRESH, NO QUESTION
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i'm not watching that because i don't want to be on some pedophilia list somewhere
yeah if u ever catch a glimpse of a child anywhere under any circumstances ur literally a paedophile kiddie fucker
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Nov 26, 2014 11:46
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- somethingawful bf
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here is a nine year old, playing a porn game
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Nov 26, 2014 11:46
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- Phobophilia
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pagin' abe
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Nov 26, 2014 13:22
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- SnowblindFatal
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that poo poo seems super tame compared to the games I was playing on newgrounds around the same age
newgrounds lol.
Try raunchy text adventures on elementary school computers.
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Nov 26, 2014 17:26
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- Baku
- Aug 20, 2005
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by Fluffdaddy
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yeah i don't buy the explanation that it's totally sexual, it's more like these dudes have grown up in such an ironic, metajokey, lovely nerd culture that they latch on to the first thing that happens to be completely straightforward, sincere, and nice - which of course is a children's show, because only children's shows don't have subtext (which is part of the problem even the other children shows they like like adventure time are "corrupted" by subtle sexual innuendo and poo poo)
tl;dr they like it because they perceive it as the only pure and simple thing in their lovely mean-spirited referential lives, so naturally it follows that they sexualize it and corrupt it with their own presence
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Nov 26, 2014 17:43
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