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Yesterday.... I did something horrible. I don't know just how horrible it is on the non-animal-rights scale, but I feel really bad about it all the same, if for no other reason than I should have more compassion. But how does one have compassion when it's just too late to do anything about it? I was making deviled eggs. I had already been feeling rather bad about that fact, not because I dislike deviled eggs (on the contrary) but because I was thinking, "these could have been baby chickens." So I went to scoop the yolks out, so I could mix them with the other things, and I realized that in some of them, you could actually see where the little chicken fetus had started to form, just barely.

I'm a murderer. Not directly, of course, but I consumed a chicken fetus. It's like those pro-life films where the mother that wants the abortion changes her mind after she sees the picture of her baby and realizes it isn't just random bits of tissue.

Ug.

At 12/17/06 10:44 PM, dave wrote: Post your random thoughts/stories.

Isn't that what people make NEW threads for?

think thats gross? then you should try half-formed chicks like a few days before they hatch...

tang ina ang sarap talaga nang balot....

Chickens can't comprehend sadness, can they?

At 12/17/06 10:46 PM, ArtistJ wrote:

At 12/17/06 10:44 PM, dave wrote: Post your random thoughts/stories.

Isn't that what people make NEW threads for?

it's like the video thread, I can see it now.

"you should of posted this hilarious discovery in the story/thought thread"

dave, you're a little bit...
If someone sold you fertilized eggs at the grocery store, than that is a serious problem and you could probobly sue.
Most places where grocery store eggs come from are devoid of roosters.

I was just thinking about when I was thirteen and I skipped school with a buddy. My parents were divorced and I lived with my mom. She worked during the day. would see us off to school go to work.. I would come home she would still be at work.. So I started skipping school a lot..

On this particular day a couple of bible thumpers came by.. I went and sat on my porch and spoke with them for a long time.. they were happy to have a young impressionable teen to bring into the flock.. I figured what the hell it couldn't hurt and let them as they claimed save me? I am not sure what they think they saved me from.. I went with there bullshit and shouted I accept Jesus Christ as my savior.. I tried to really feel it in my heart..
they left immediately after they thought they saved my soul from damnation and ruin.. I went in the house and me and my friend laighed about it..

The funny part about the whole situation was that they didn't really seem to give a shit about me.. they just wanted to "Save Me"
I have studied many faiths and the whole saving and born again shit confuses my brainpan..

Not that it is confusing in what they are doing but if someone told me I need to be born again to see the gates of heaven or whatever ramble they run off I would assume I needed to die.. not claim to be reborn it is stupid..

And the saving? do these people think they get brownie points from god because they manipulated someone into saying they accept Jesus as there saviour?
I really don't care about these things was just stirring shit from the past..

At 12/25/06 08:18 AM, dave wrote: Nice story

Say no more.

Eww I hate chicken fetuses. It is strange for fertilized eggs to be sold at a grocery store. Where did you buy them?

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my current thoughts:

...sleep...now...

“There’s no internet here,” he had said.

The phone conversation had been over for a few hours now, but that one line stood out from among the idle chatter and the latest buzz.

Ace had been in the first wave on the bleeding edge. I didn’t particularly begrudge him even if he was going to be using the freshest technology. The trailing edge had been mostly good enough for our line of work, at any rate.

The job title itself is something of a moving ambition. I call it troubleshooting and let people dream whatever they want. One of my colleagues called himself a plumber to avoid having to go into detail about what he did. He was a smart guy-- he spoke four languages, liked to sky glide, and had been, in another lifetime, an electronics architect. He was a swell guy.

God knows why we do what we do, since it’s obviously not for the cash. It still beats working directly for the dot gov.

Maybe sitting around doing nothing other than being extremely bored ninety-two percent of the time was one of the benefits. In one month I think I’m going to miss being bored, but, right now, I think I’ll join the throngs of people walking around and wishing each other good luck.

Was this the first time you ever ate an egg?

I haven't fapped today.

whats wrong with me?

Nobody likes me because I am Black. I will never be able to succeed in life since race is the only think that matters.

I just played Gears Of War in my Xbox360 on Xbox Live.

I played for 40 minutes, It was totally fun.

My mom, like endless other parents, warned me to cease making funny-faces lest any of them become permanent.

I’ve thought whether that piece of aid was accurate as well as the question of whether it would be such an terrible thing to have something like a permanent-wink.

It only occurred to me recently that in many photographs from very afresh childhood up until several years ago, one eye was in a perpetual squint and the other eye held alert open. I somehow lived happily blind of this fact. It took several years of difficult facial calisthenics to create my eyes symmetrical.

Still, on days when I’m very tired, that eye returns to its old squint.

I need food...

Thought #182193274

"Did he have a lot to drink before he went to bed?"

"Yeah, a couple of glasses of water. I think he is stirring."

"Quick, activate your cold suit."

"Activated. Thermals reading background."

"Okay he's up and headed towards the bathroom. Go! Go! Go!"

The vampire spread his cape to bury me. I was paralyzed by fear. I closed my eyes and waited for the crunch on the neck hoping I wouldn't laugh because I am sensitive there, and it'd be inappropriate to laugh.

I felt a searing pain in my stomach. My eyes flew open and I saw the vampire greedily sucking from my abdomen.

"What the hell?" I shouted, pushing him away with a fresh found power of will.

"I am a waste vampire." the vampire said in a non-Transylvanian accent. "I can't produce waste, so I must eat the bile of the living."

"What's wrong with you?" I asked fiercely, applying pressure to my wound. "They have pills for that now."

"Really...?" asked the vampire.

"Yes!" I replied while gently poking at the puncture marks. The vampire melted into the twilight, and I journeyed for the nearest drug store.

Random thought:

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no wait, that's not random. I think that all the time :(

Do you know the times?

the edible eggs are made so that chicks dont grow =)

there would never have been a baby ckicken in the eggs you buy at kroger or walmart.

I want to go to the Gamers Arena at the library but idk if my mom would let me and I'm not dressed. o_0

that's the heaviest thing on my mind...

what if god was one of us? could i kick his ass in Fifa, or would he school me completely? Also, would god bring his own ps2 controller coz my spare one has no vibration?

I wonder how it is that people come up with fetishes. I've learned there is a crucifixion fetish that people can have, based off of this horrible movie I saw last night, Jesus Christ; Serial Rapist.

I've felt worse. I was cutting down a dead tree at my grandparent's house 2 years ago, and I hit the tree ONCE, and 4 newborn baby birds fall out of the tree. They were so young, their eyes weren't even open yet. You could see right through their skin. I spent an hour with my grandpa trying to save them. At least 2 died. I don't know what happened to the rest. I don't even want to go into detail, it was horrible. I had a nervous breakdown at school the next day because I couldn't stop thinking about it, and every time I heard a bird, I'd see the dying baby chicks.

I often wonder if the world woud be different if there were Sex School. What would happen? What wouldn't have haooened. It could've stopped WWII, The Birth of Eric Bauman and the total world domination of Tom and Wade! I fanyone is in Vegas reading this, take it into consideration!!!

Alright, I'll give it a whirl.

I feel bad because i keep putting one of my friends off. He used to get invited to come hang out with the gang, but he just got annoying after a while. He's a nice guy, but just.. really annoying. He'll call my cell phone alot but i won't answer it, and will never call him back. It's obvious we're all avoiding him, but he still acts really nice to us. The gang is getting together tonight and i'm debating on wether i should invite him to attend.. but if i did that then maybe everyone else in the group will start to hate me..

like that?

Another though..

No one posts here any more, but i wanted to share more thoughts, but i was the last person to post and i don't want to double post or be the person to bump it back up to the top of the page.. maybe dave isn't posting because he reached the limit, i think my mom is mad at me because i didn't watch the dog last night, but i did watch the dog, i just fell asleep while i was doing so, so then it chewed up the rug and pooped on barbie's beach house.. i need to get off the computer and finish getting dressed then drive over to burger king and pick up my paycheck because i'm out of weed, and need more. then i need to call up my friend so we can go pick up some shrooms for tonight.

I think i'll stop by 711 and pick up a slurpee.