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I'm 17 and I've given 5 times.

I plan to earn a gallon pin by the time I turn 18. I don't know why I started, but I did it to conquer my own fears of needles and because I know that it definitely can help save lives. Even if it doesn't save 3, even if it helps save one then my time will be well worth spent.

Also I did it to get out of class. WOOO!

At 7/21/11 01:58 AM, hongkongexpress wrote:
Like come on, a death wagon, that brings a mobile gas chamber to you? How fucked up is that?!?!?!?!

I'm tempted...

This thread is getting stranger and more bestial with each post.

Most likely Manly-Chicken. He's a cool dude. I mean, he's probably one of the few who has actually responded to or acknowledged me in any way.

Likely because I acknowledged him with my nice words. But I meant all of them. ;D

Other than that there are many users I admire, but few I can say I've 'connected' to.

*shrugs*

You give credit to Muslims...because of what food they eat.

ONLY IN AMERICA.

He died of alcohol poisoning.

Let us take a whisky shot in his honor.

At 7/18/11 07:50 AM, KalebKore wrote: So like, am I original now?

No.

What do you think would happen if the United States adhered loosely upon Newgrounds' voting policy?

As in base a voter's voting power upon not which candidate looks the best, but how well they perform their public service?

I understand this likely has gaping flaws, but this thought struck me as interesting. Seeing how many users have an actual incentive to vote on submissions here on newgrounds, I pondered how a system like this could influence voter turnout in the real world. I mean, many still make the trek to vote themselves, but there's very few out of the total population that do.

What's your view? Is there any way the voting system could be incentivized to attract a higher voter turnout or ensure more intelligent voting?

Doctor Who.

That is all.

This has the same cool factor as snorting wasabi.

And the same idiot factor.

Sometimes it varies from weakness and hunger pangs to simply a mild irritation.

Just eat something, for Christ's-sake, and don't pay it much attention.

At 7/16/11 11:53 PM, Schizo-Sephy wrote:

At 7/16/11 11:40 PM, funnyhomeboy wrote:

By those terms I hate a lot of things. I'm one of the most hateful people can meet. I want to hurt many people. and I've been this way for a long time. I'm just so angry at people I want to kill them. I hold grudges forever and I rarely forgive people who wrong me.

Does that serve you and those around you any good? Is this beneficial to you in anyway?

I mean, I think the best way to deal with people like this is to show that you have overcome them by deeming their attempts to cause you harm to have no effect.

I felt this way for a time, but I came around to the conclusion that this type of psychology only brought me pain upon myself, and pain upon others. In the end, hatred was a lose-lose scenario any way I saw around it. Sure, it would give me a good feeling, but it would soon be replaced with regret.

I mean, I've met a vast amount of people who've hurt me, let me down, or are simply bad people by nature, but no matter how many times they inflict some form of pain upon me, I can never seem to bring myself to hate them.

I sure won't be around them, but I hold little against them. I don't know, maybe it's because I've felt the effects of what hatred can bring I cannot bring myself to place it upon another.

And by hate, I mean the emotion where you bear ill will towards someone or aspire to cause them harm, physical or psychological.

Is there anyone in your life you could truly say that you 'hate'?

At 7/15/11 10:26 PM, EpicFail wrote:
Take it from me, physically hurting a kid will not teach them anything besides to be violent themselves, I was beat by my mother and her ex-husband for many years and all it did to me was make me a violent, and angry person. Even today I still am. Because that's how I was raised, in hostile and chaotic environments. Even in a seemingly picture perfect home, kids get hit on a daily basis and it fucks with them, all because a parent did it once.

I talked with my dad about it and we came around to the conclusion that the children were likely mirroring the life they may have experienced at home. The gamestop is close also to an enclave-like home area that is renowned for its domestic disputes. The kids may have come from there, and this may have simply been acceptable behavior by their parents.

If the parent didn't stop or take a stance against that kind of behavior in the home, they likely thought it to be acceptable in any environment. All in all it revolves back to the parent. Sadly, there will come a point where the kids are going to suffer for it by beating in a twisted sense of morality and ethical code.

At 7/15/11 09:54 PM, Grammar-Nazi wrote: Sounds like they belong at Walmart, not GameStop.

There's a Wal-Mart across the street from it, so I really wouldn't be surprised if they came from there after pissing off the Electronics department.

At 7/15/11 09:52 PM, MiloBased wrote: You should have assaulted her and the kids and said "Well looks like me and your kids have the same condition."

I honestly think she would have called the police on me. My dad had to actually threaten her with the police himself to get her to leave.

Her response? "There's NO REASON TO CALL THE COPS!"

My thought? "Hell yes."

The children were completely functional and had no defects. They were just little shits who had a crappy mother.

I'll begin my tale as we were walking into Gamestop (First mistake, I know) and we were casually browsing the used titles.

After a few minutes, a fatass lady wearing a black leather trenchcoat covering her entire body comes into the store with two demons of children. These were the epitome of 'little fuckers'. At the blossoming age of 4 years old (estimated), these two chaps began to say the f-bomb every 5th word they uttered and did so at the loudest noise they could possibly emit.

After approximately 15 seconds of their arrival, the cashier told the woman to get her children under control. What came next blew my mind.

She began to verbally assault the clerk, telling him that since the children did not have their pre-frontal cortex fully developed, she had NO POSSIBLE WAY of getting them under control and chastised him to telling her how to raise her children.

I was with my dad, and I had to start playing one of the demos to disguise my laughter. My dad, on the other hand, just sat there in awe as the clerk receded and the mother went back to browsing her beloved DS games.

Meanwhile, one of the children began to physically assault the other 4 year old, calling him a 'little fucker' and throwing him into one of the stands. At this point I just watched the mother's reactions.

Nothing. Not even a 'stop that' or 'Once-we-get-home-you-are-in-so-much-tro uble'. Nothing. She kept on her search for her games while the stand up designs began to fall in a cluster of 'fuck you' and 'little bitch's. THESE WERE FOUR YEAR OLDS.

Eventually the clerk had enough and got the manager who told her to leave.

She then began to...*Cue Requiem for a Dream* rant on the manager (who was a cool guy) and the store (which was a decent Gamestop by Gamestop standards) and defended her childrens actions by totally diverting her responsibility as a parent by using Sophistic phrasing and detailing how the child should not be punished for having a developing brain.

And now for the crescendo, when she left, her child started to scream bloody murder and ran into everything he could run into, including a 10 foot high pyramid of empty Xbox boxes, and flipping off an entire bracket of games.

All the while she left denouncing the employees, while her whining cursing children began to run out into the parking lot and make crazy snow angels in the snow. (It was January at the time).

Tl;dr Crazy parent denounces logic and approves of allowing her children to be a burden upon other people. But seriously, you should read it. It was kinda funny thinking back on it.

Any crazy stories you guys remember?

Too bad we can't shove them off a plane like in the movie.

Lol.

I love how he tried to get everyone to jump on this hate bandwagon but failed miserably.

Maybe posting a stupid face in every single thread you posted in pre-ban was the cause of it.

Moral of the thread: Don't believe everything you see or hear on the internet.

At 7/14/11 03:31 AM, Frank wrote:

At 7/14/11 03:29 AM, Klik wrote: Stop making parody threads, I used to do them alot back in the day and they always ended up sucking.

I agree. People should never make fun of something. Satire and wit is pointless!!!

Does this mean I finally get to burn my copies of Scary Movie, Epic Movie, Disaster Movie, and Date Movie?

Happy day!

At 7/14/11 03:02 AM, Ashett wrote:

At 7/14/11 03:01 AM, funnyhomeboy wrote: I get out of the shower, dry it with a towel, comb it, and shake it up.

Pretty Simple.

Is your hair that long though? Mine is pretty long.... about hmmm.... I dunno. Covers my ears if I don't put the hair behind it.

Yeah, there was a point in time where I was a young laddie...

Flashbaaaaaaack...

I'd take my hair and whip it like crazy after I was done with the shower. My hair reached close to my shoulders, so it had some sway to it. I remember how much I hated the wind since it made me look like Einstein and crap.

There came a point where I just said "Screw it." and told my hair stylist to take it all off. You could have clothed a midget with what came off.

Flashback over.

But now I don't have to worry too much about bed head, and my hair's pretty manageable.

I get out of the shower, dry it with a towel, comb it, and shake it up.

Pretty Simple.

1. Facebook

2. Newgrounds

3. Youtube

4. Ebay

5. DeviantArt

If I didn't know better I'd assume they're likely using multiple cookie-cutter games like this to accumulate revenue.

I mean, when you think about it, if you want to generate a good flow of revenue, you'd have to emphasize the quantity over the quality.

My $.02

I remember a couple like that.

I think it was in 7th grade that I encountered my English teacher. She was boring, and really just told us how to make sentences correctly. It was stuff we needed to learn for our standardized tests, and she wanted to look decent on paper, so that's really the gist of what we had.

I remember there was one kid who really didn't care very much for the class (Whereas I really did) and she loved how it would crush me to put the recognition towards him for his work but always found a reason to criticize, put me down, or simply make me feel like I was a burden on her life.

I'll admit it, I cried once. But that was because she practically 'shat' on me when I really put my heart and soul into her class. And there was also this homosexual PETA kid (He loved to tell everyone that) and he always would find a reason to cause tension wherever he would find. That ontop of the gradeshitting and I just went 'Fuck it' in my mind and cried. In retrospect I think I had decent reason to cry, but whatever.

Near the end of the year, we had to do a skit twisting a fairy-tale or folktale in some way. Most kids did alright, and I even showed up during some Art day or something to show my parents and other parents what our group wrote. I dressed up in a suit and tie, I felt pretty good. We were all set, and we were ready to go.

Then, in the middle of the play, she stopped us and made sure that I was notified I was doing something wrong. At that point I ignored it and went on, but looking back now, when she praised other generic stories and plays, she really cracked down on mine, and it was a fairly deep story, but that's another time.

Sorry for the wall of text by the way. Lots of grief with this teacher.

Seeing how mine's based upon a trolling religious girl on Youtube, much of my anxiety about the topic has gone away.

To be frank, I was wondering when this wasn't going to be addressed sooner. And I also agree with the furries comment. For what it's worth, MadCow's sig is disturbing, both in a sexually disturbing way, and a psychologically disturbing way.

Whatevs. Life moves on once again.

Tell him that this has been done for centuries, and every human has a pair of incisors.

You plan on using them tonight.

Grab a napkin. Grab the spider. Throw napkin out the door.

Problem solved.

I have.

I don't care, since there's little good it can do for me to resent a choice I was stripped of at birth.

The only thing to do is to allow my children to make their own decisions about their own bodies. I think it was wrong of my parents to do that to me, but life goes on.

Sex is sex. It's going to feel good either way, so why gripe about stuff like that?