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The Curious Case of SSD Performance In OS X
mr_sifter writes "As we've seen from previous coverage, TRIM support is vital to help SSDs maintain performance over extended periods of time — while Microsoft and the SSD manufacturers have publicized its inclusion in Windows 7, Apple has been silent on whether OS X will support it. bit-tech decided to see how SSD performance in OS X is affected by extended use — and the results, at least with the Macbook Air, are startling. The drive doesn't seem to suffer very much at all, even after huge amounts of data have been written to it."
As the family wagon pulled into a small truck stop in the middle of nowhere, Rob "CmdrTaco" Malda's father turned to him and his mother.
"Who else is hungry? "
They had been driving across state to visit family and were now heading back home again. The problem is that it's a long drive and Rob's portable Ogg Vorbis player ran out of battery a long time ago. Without his collection of Creative Commons music and GNU/Linux oggcasts, all he has had to entertain himself with was his imagination, and like every other overweight manchild, he couldn't help but fantasize about things of an x-rated nature. All this had gotten him rather hot and horny so as his parents headed into the small cafeteria attached to the gas station he told them he was feeling a little car sick and needed to go to the toilet for a while.
"Okay Rob" said his mother. "We'll be inside having lunch, take your time darling. But make sure you have something to eat okay?"
"Okay" muttered Rob as he headed off in the direction of the arrow marked 'Toilets'.
He walked around the corner of the small service building close to where some other cars and trucks were parked, and headed away from the main road. The toilets seemed like they where pretty far away but that was okay with Rob, he would need some privacy. Around the back of the building stood a small wooden hut with two toilet stalls inside, Rob thought it didn't look much like a public toilet but he was in too much of a hurry to care. He entered the small hut and closed the door, unfortunately it didn't have a lock so he moved past the sinks and into one of the stalls. This door had a rusty old lock that looked pretty flimsy, but the other stall was not an option, it was just too filthy, so Rob closed the stall door and sat down.
He pulled his jeans down to his knees and removed his hardening cock from his tight underwear. A hideous chud of 19 years, Rob had a stocky build and a goatee; he had dark blond hair and brown eyes and was covered head to toe in sickly-looking pasty-white skin. He began to rub his cock which grew even harder in his hand, at its full length it was about 4 and a half inches but looked larger as Rob shaved and waxed most of his body as it made certain sports such as LARP easier. All of the fantasies from the car trip rushed through his mind and he felt his orgasm building up. He noticed the graffiti on the back of the door, there where some stupid tags but front and center was a drawing of a large cock dripping with cum. Strangely this aroused Rob who was straight but he put it out of his mind to focus on the task at hand.
He was jerking his cock nice and hard when Rob heard footsteps outside the toilet and froze, worrying that it might be his parents or that he might have been moaning loudly, he sat in complete silence. The door of the bathroom opened and Rob heard someone enter, he listened as they walked slowly across the dirty tiled floor and stopped outside the stall he was sitting in. then, without warning the lock snapped off and the door flew open to reveal a large trucker standing there with his grubby hand holding the handle. He was big, he took up the entire door frame with his size, he was hairy too, beard stubble covered his dark rugged face and thick black hair ran down his exposed forearms. He wore a red checked long sleeved shirt that was rolled up to his elbows, black jeans, workers boots and a cap which covered more dark hair.
Tall and bulky, the trucker looked down at Rob, who was almost half his size. Rob tried to cover himself up but he was frozen with shock and fear.
"Heh heh!" the huge stranger laughed in a deep and menacing voice. "Listen up whore! I'm gonna fuck you hard and rough and you're gonna like it! No one can hear you scream back here so don't even try it! And if you don't do exactly as I say, I will pound the shit out of ya. Then I'll go and pound your mom and your dad too! You got that?!"
Rob sat there stunned. This guy was definitely not joking and Rob knew he had no chance against this gu
The day after thanksgiving a few years ago, Richard Stallman was sitting on the toilet constipated. After about 4 days without being able to take a shit he finally decided to force it out. Straining himself, he began pushing really hard and eventually he started to hear a dripping into the toilet.
"Almost got it," he thought, and gave it one more big push. Kaaa splooosh! What a relief, he must have lost at least ten pounds right there. He started to wipe, but he then noticed that his hand was covered with blood. He quickly jumped up to see a pile of bloody intestines trailing their way back to his ripped open bloody asshole.
"Oh God! I can't believe this is happening to me," the distressed hacker yelled, grabbing his intestines out of the toilet and trying to push them back into his ass. The experience was so disgusting that he puked all over himself and passed out. His dog Hurd found him later that day and ate most of the intestines that were outside of his body. How did he survive you ask? Well, lets just say that the power of GNU Emacs should never be underestimated.
One time when Eric S. Raymond was young he got a small jar of mustard stuck up his ass. It was so far up there that he had to go to the doctors to have it removed. When the doctor went in for an exploratory he could not find the mustard jar.
"How far is it up inside you?", the doctor asked him.
"It's deep in there," Eric said, "keep looking."
The doctor then proceeded to reach farther into his anal cavity, but still no jar.
"I cant seem to reach it," the doc said. "I think we will have to do an x-ray, to see whereabouts the jar is in your ass."
"No. That's OK," he said back to the doctor, "I just wanted you to stick your hand up my ass. That's all."
After that the hospital banned him from coming back, but the doctor is now and forever a valued contributor to open-source.
One time I was at a free software convention and Linus Torvalds started to make conversation with me. He kept talking about all the women at the event that he would like to have sex with. Making jokes and gestures to his crotch. I just smiled. None of what he said I found amusing. He was really obnoxious. "I wanna fuck all the chicks, I'm no Faggot!" Linus said. After a small uncomfortable silence. I said , "I'm gay and I think I want to have sex with you." He then yelled something I couldn't understand, called me a fucking fag, then tried to beat me up. I was much bigger than him so I was actually able to beat him into unconsciousness. I then stripped him down to nothing, tied him to a nearby column, and got everyone at the event to insert at least one object into his ass before they left. The moral of this story is to not use GNU/Linux, it will make you gay.
Totally gay.
A few years ago, while browsing around the library downtown, I had to take a piss. As I entered the john, a big beautiful all-American football hero type, about twenty five, came out of one of the booths. I stood at the urinal looking at him out of the corner of my eye as he washed his hands. He didn't once look at me. He was "straight" and married -- and in any case I was sure I wouldn't have a chance with him.
As soon as he left, I darted into the booth he'd vacated, hoping there might be a lingering smell of shit and even a seat still warm from his sturdy young ass. I found not only the smell but the shit itself. He'd forgotten to flush. And what a treasure he had left behind. Three or four beautiful specimens floated in the bowl. It apparently had been a fairly dry, constipated shit, for all were fat, stiff, and ruggedly textured. The real prize was a great feast of turd -- a nine inch gastrointestinal triumph as thick as a man's wrist. I knelt before the bowl, inhaling the rich brown fragrance and wondered if I should obey the impulse building up inside me. I'd always been a heavy rimmer and had lapped up more than one little clump of shit, but that had been just an inevitable part of eating ass and not an end in itself.
Of course I'd had jerkoff fantasies of devouring great loads of it (what rimmer hasn't?), but I had never done it. Now, here I was, confronted with the most beautiful five-pound turd I'd ever feasted my eyes on, a sausage fit to star in any fantasy and one I knew to have been hatched from the asshole of the world's handsomest young stud.
Why not? I plucked it from the bowl, holding it with both hands to keep it from breaking.
I lifted it to my nose. It smelled like rich, ripe limburger (horrid, but thrilling), yet had the consistency of cheddar. What is cheese anyway but milk turning to shit without the benefit of a digestive tract? I gave it a lick and found that it tasted better then it smelled. I've found since then that shit nearly almost does. I hesitated no longer. I shoved the fucking thing as far into my mouth as I could get it and sucked on it like a big brown cock, beating my meat like a madman. I wanted to completely engulf it and bit off a large chunk, flooding my mouth with the intense, bittersweet flavor. To my delight I found that while the water in the bowl had chilled the outside of the turd, it was still warm inside. As I chewed I discovered that it was filled with hard little bits of something I soon identified as peanuts. He hadn't chewed them carefully and they'd passed through his body virtually unchanged. I ate it greedily, sending lump after peanutty lump sliding scratchily down my throat. My only regret was the donor of this feast wasn't there to wash it down with his piss. I soon reached a terrific climax. I caught my cum in the cupped palm of my hand and drank it down. Believe me, there is no more delightful combination of flavors than the hot sweetness of cum with the rich bitterness of shit. Afterwards I was sorry that I hadn't made it last longer. But then I realized that I still had a lot of fun in store for me. There was still a clutch of virile turds left in the bowl. I tenderly fished them out, rolled them into my hankercheif, and stashed them in my briefcase.
In the week to come I found all kinds of ways to eat the shit without bolting it right down. Once eaten it's gone forever unless you want to filch it third hand out of your own asshole -- not an unreasonable recourse in moments of desperation or simple boredom.
I stored the turds in the refrigerator when I was not using them but within a week they were all gone.
The last one I held in my mouth without chewing, letting it slowly dissolve. I had liquid shit trickling down my throat for nearly four hours. I must have had six orgasms in the process. I often think of that lovely young guy dropping solid gold out of his sweet, pink asshole every day, never knowing what joy it could, and at least once did,bring to a grateful shiteater.
As OS X swings both ways.
I'm glad I don't have a whole country full of deceitful, greedy kikes stealing all my water and land anywhere near me. Fucking Jews can't just live in peace. They have to steal other people's land. Our national economy is collapsing from the Jewbanks doing their usual Jewthing. You see, with Jews, you lose. That's how THEY win. They WIN by making YOU lose. So let's lose the Jews.
Global warming could be swiftly solved if we incinerated all of the Jews. Their ashes would be ejected into the upper atmosphere, where they would block some sunlight from hitting the earth. The economy would improve thanks to the absence of Jewish predatory lending, and it would buy us time to deal with climate change. Two birds, one stone.
Fun with Facts:
* Isreal has a Jewish population of 5,309,000.
* America has a Jewish population of 5,275,000.
Guess who really owns America? Hint hint, it isn't the Americans.
Jews, also known as kikes, hebes, hymies, yids, gold niggers, oven magnets, hook noses, sheenies, swindlers, criminals, "firewood", and Arabs in denial are a subhuman species of reptilian extra-terrestrials and adherents to one of the world's oldest major religions, called "Judaism", otherwise known as "The Worship of Money" or "Eating Arab Babies".
Judaism was the world's first master race theory. The Jew religion teaches that Jews are the Chosen People of God and that there is a sacred mystical quality to Jew DNA. In olden times, Jew prophets would, under the command of YHWH, frequently lead the Jews on genocidal rampages against neighboring populations, and even today Jew leaders often cite Jewish religious ideals to justify their ongoing genocide of sandniggers. Judaism ironically found its mirror-image inversion in the anti-Jew Aryan racialism of the Nazis.
Despite only being 0.22% of the world's population, Jews control 99% of the world's money. Not only do the Jews control the world, but also the media, the banks, the space program, and LiveJournal's porn communities and Gay communities. All Jews possess the following features: an extremely large nose, fake boobs, curly hair that reeks of faggotry, one of those gay hats, a love of coke, a law practice, a roll of money, a small cock, or shitty taste in dental hygiene.
Jews invented both Communism and Capitalism. Karl Marx, of course, was a Jew, which was why he understood money so well, and in fact he was converted to Communism by another Jew, Moses Hess, the actual founder of Zionism, who ghost-wrote Marx's The German Ideology. Capitalism was created when Christian Europeans threw away their morals and decided to embrace Jewish practices like usury (see: John Calvin). Jews were the first group to create a sophisticated banking system, which they used to fund the Crusades in order to pit Christians and Muslims (both adhering to religions derived from and controlled by Jews) against each other to kill as many people as possible in a macabre human sacrifice to YHWH.
The Jew banking system was based on fraud and lies, so when it inevitably collapsed, the Jews just pwned as many people as possible by unleashing the Black Plague on them. Later, Jews economically controlled medieval Venice (the first modern maritime trade empire), and then crypto-Jewish merchants economically controlled the Spanish Empire, including the slave trade. Openly Jewish bankers orchestrated the Dutch Empire and founded Jew Amsterdam (later Jew York). Later the Dutch Jews moved to London because they thought it would be a better base for a global empire, and actually brought a Dutch nobleman, William III, with them, who they installed in a coup d'état (more like Jew d'état, amirite?) as new King of the British Empire. For hundreds of years, Jewish bankers controlled global trade through their bases in Jew York City and London. European colonialism was, through its history, essentially a plot whereby Jews could gain control of gold and diamond mines in poor countries and increase their stranglehold over the global economy.
Jews also enjoy slicing up baby penises for fun, some even enjoy sucking them. See below.
Jews also created Jew search engine Google, so now they can find all Jew information on Internets.
Some suggest that we should use Jews instead of dogs to sniff out large amounts of concealed cash or anything else worth smuggling at airports due to their sensitive Jew noses. Obviously, this is a horrible idea, because the pay is bad, and the dirty Kikes would probably form a union and demand moar money, thus increasing the burden on taxpayers everywhere.
Welcome to Niggerbuntu
Niggerbuntu is a Linux-based operating system consisting of Free and Open Source software for laptops, desktops, and servers. Niggerbuntu has a clear focus on the user and usability - it should Just Work, even if the user has only the thinking capacities of a sponge. the OS ships with the latest Gnomrilla release as well as a selection of server and desktop software that makes for a comfortable desktop experience off of a single installation CD.
It also features the packaging manager ape-ghetto, and the challenging Linux manual pages have been reformatted into the new 'monkey' format, so for example the manual for the shutdown command can be accessed just by typing: 'monkey shut-up -h now mothafukka' instead of 'man shutdown'.
Absolutely Free of Charge
Niggerbuntu is free software, and available to you free of charge, as in free beer or free stuffs you can get from looting. It's also Free in the sense of giving you rights of Software Freedom. The freedom, to run, copy, steal, distribute, study, share, change and improve the software for any purpose, without paying licensing fees.
Free software as in free beer !
Niggerbuntu is an ancient Nigger word, meaning "humanity to monkeys". Niggerbuntu also means "I am what I am because of how apes behave". The Niggerbuntu Linux distribution brings the spirit of Niggerbuntu to the software world.
The dictator Bokassa described Niggerbuntu in the following way:
"A subhuman with Niggerbuntu is open and available to others (like a white bitch you're ready to fsck), affirming of others, does not feel threatened by the fact that other species are more intelligent than we are, for it has a proper self-assurance that comes from knowing that it belongs to the great monkey specie."
We chose the name Niggerbuntu for this distribution because we think it captures perfectly the spirit of sharing and looting that is at the heart of the open source movement.
Niggerbuntu - Linux for Subhuman Beings.
"Huh? Who's there? What--" Rob said, slurring his words.
Again he felt a tickling on his cheek and opened his eyes. He jerked his
head back.
"Motherfucker!" Rob yelled as his eyes went wide.
ESR's hairy erect penis, thin and crooked and pulsing with each heartbeat,
hovered centimeters from Rob's jaw. His bushy red pubic hair bearded his red
scrotum which hung low between his pale thighs.
"Hi Rob, I just got off the bus from Kansas City and decided to make a
pit-stop in Holland. Hope ya don't mind!" ESR said with a childlike grin.
His drooping orange mustache fluttered as his breath came in gasps.
"Motherfucker! I'll fucking kill you!" Rob shouted.
"Now now, Rob, that will never do. You'll suck my penis to erection and then
take it in your sweet little anus until it's time to dump a load of Uncle
Eric's special sauce down your slick throat, and you'll like it!" ESR said.
With this ESR cocked the hammer of his gun and pointed it at Rob's mouth and
began forcing his jaw open with the barrel as he poured the Jaegermeister,
thick and dark and brown, into Rob's mouth. He trickled some onto his bush
and penis for good measure and jammed his thin cock into Rob's mouth. Rob
took it to the hilt.
"That's a good little faggot. You take all of Uncle Eric's junk and you like
it!" Eric said as he began pumping his cock in and out of Rob's mouth. ESR's
bulbous white gut hovered menacingly over Rob's face like a full moon and
his ruddy pubes tickled Rob's nose. The gun barrel wavered at Rob's eyes.
Rob moaned as ESR grunted his pleasures into the back of Rob's throat.
"I have with me a funnel, Rob, and you're going to take it in your ass. This
old cock of mine needs a little lube and we're going to pack your rec-room
full of something quite slippery!" ESR said as his eyes grew wide. He shook
his bottle of Jaegermeister again as he helped Rob pull his pants off.
With a pop Eric removed his pulsating cock, slick with spit, from Rob's
hungry mouth as Rob turned over onto all fours, his back arched and ass
swaying in the air. ESR's little orange funnel entered Rob's anus without
complaint as he began pouring the brown fluid. Rob shivered.
"Good boy, Rob. Good boy. Uncle Eric's gonna feel real good in a second.
Oh!" ESR moaned as he rammed his dong home into Rob's familiar rectum.
"Reeeal goooood..."
"OK, Rob, I want you to say hello to my little friend!" ESR said with a .44 feel like up there, Rob?"
maniacal laugh. Rob hissed as he felt something cold and metal begin to
enter his asshole right beside ESR's rigid cock. "What's the barrel of my
"Get ready to take my load, boy!" Eric yelled as he jacked his crooked cock .44 focused on Rob's forehead as he began
into Rob's mouth. He kept his
pouring the brown liquor into Rob's mouth. A few drops of the spirit hit
ESR's dick and he lost control. His butt cheeks tightened and his hips
thrust forward and backward like a piston as his scrotum tightened.
"You little fucking Linux faggot, take my load!" ESR shouted at the top of
his lungs. Spurt after spurt of sickly yellow hacker semen erupted from
ESR's straining purple cockhead into Rob's gullet, the Jaeger splashing
Rob's face and mixing with the cum into an infernal homosexual cocktail. Rob
gagged and flailed his arms.
Rob laid gasping and spitting after ESR climbed off of his spent form.
"Thanks there, Robbie. Old Uncle Eric better get the fuck out of hear now
before the cops come. I'm sure someone heard you crying like a little girl!"
ESR said, laughing again.
Holy crap.
I met Cal Ripken Jr. today.
I can't believe it. I was sitting outside the Ralleys on Caliborne street, drinking a banana milkshake and eating a large order of rallyfries, when I saw a white SUV pull up to the store across the street, "Cherrry". I didn't think anything of it, but I almost choked on a mouthful of banana milkshake when I saw Cal Ripken Jr. get out of the SUV and go into Cherrry, the porno store!
I'm such a huge fan. I forgot all about my rallyfries and ran with my milkshake across the street, almost getting hit by a school bus on the way across. Even though I am still six months away from being 18, I HAD to go in the store and see Cal Ripken Jr.
So I went inside, and tried to look nonchallant, and there he was! Cal Ripken Jr was haggling with the cashier over the price of a giant rubber cock! My eyes were as wide as dinner plates.
I was afraid they were going to call the cops, since I was underage, but Cal has been my hero ever since I was a little kid.
I marched up to him and asked him for his autograph.
Since I didn't have anything for him to write on, Cal Ripken signed his name on a copy of "Tranny" and gave it to me! But that wasn't all he had to give me.
It turns out Cal is a really nice guy. The owner was eyeing me, and asked me for ID, but Cal said "no, it's cool, he's with me" I couldn't believe it! We started to talk about his incredible consecutive game streak, while Cal browsed their assortment of vibrating butt plugs.
After a little while, he asked if I wanted to see his orioles tatoo, and you better believe I didn't say no.
He gave the cashier a 20$ dollar bill and took me back to one of the private booths, taking with him several of the dildoes and vibrators he had purchased.
Cal Ripken was as good as his word, he wasted no time whipping out a nine inch cock, with a tatoo of the orioles logo on the big meaty head.
"Batter up!" Cal exclaimed, and jammed his big hot cock down my throat so hard and fast that my hand clamped down on my banana milkshake, spraying it all over Cal Ripken Jr!
Fortunately it did not get on my autographed copy of "Tranny" but whoa man!
Cal was pissed!
He took me over his knee and spanked me mercilessly, yelling "Bad boy! Do you know what happens to bad boys?"
"Lick it all off!" Cal said, then he squatted over the viewing bench. I licked all the banana milkshake off of cal's hot hard body, but that wasn't enough for him.
"You missed a spot!" cal ripken jr shouted, and he bent over and pulled down his pants and silk boxers, displaying the chocolate starfish that played more consecutive MLB games than any other. "Lick it ALL OFF!"
I was humiliated, but I felt I had no choice but to lick Cal Ripken Jr's sweaty asshole.
I licked Cal's ass for maybe three minutes, then he swiveled around and came explosively on my face. What the fuck! I'm only 17 years old.
Cal Ripken Jr. cinched up his pants and left, leaving me with nothing but my autographed copy of Tranny to show for it. I didn't even reach orgasm.
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Think about snoodling with the Sarlaac pit. Read Slashdot. Masturbate to
anime. Email one of the editors hoping they will honor you with a reply. Join
several more dating services - this time, you dont check the (desired -
speaks english) and (desired - literate). You figure you might get a chance
then. Order some fucking crap from Think Geek. Get Linux to boot on a Black
And Decker Appliance. Wish you could afford a new computer. Argue that IDE
is better than SCSI because you cant afford SCSI. Make claims about how
Linux rules. Compile a kernel on your 486SX. Claim to hate windows but use
it for Everquest. Admire Ghyslain's courage in making that wonderful star
wars movie. Officially convert to the Jedi religion. Talk about how cool
Mega Tokyo is. Try and make sure you do your regular 50 story submissions to
Slashdot, all of which get rejected because people who arent fatter than
CowboyNeal can't submit. Fondle shrimpy penis while making a yoda voice and
saying, feel the force, padawan, feeel the foooorce, hurgm. Yes. Yes. When
900 years you reach, a dick half as big you will not have.
All in a days work with a yoda figurine rammed up your ass.
I HAVE A GREASED UP YODA DOLL SHOVED UP MY ASS!
I pledge Allegiance to the Doll
of the Greased Up States of Yodarica
and to the Republic for which it shoves,
one nation under Yoda, rectal intrusion,
with anal lube and ass grease for all.
With a twinkle in his eye and a skip in his step, RMS slammed his sky-blue Chevette's rusted-out car door and turned on heel toward the MIT Zoo entrance. Today was a Sunday, and RMS had decided the daily stresses of Free Software, the GPL, and his crazy drug-smoking habits could go away for just one afternoon while he enjoyed the zoo.
"That'll be twenty-five dollars, sir," the lady at the admission booth said glumly. She looked at RMS expectantly.
"I was expecting this zoo to be Free," RMS stated loudly, eyes darting around to gauge onlookers' reactions. There were none: RMS's capital F had went unnoticed. "Can you ensure me that this money will not help fund -"
The admissions lady cut him off. "Twenty-five dollars, or twenty bucks with a Bawls can," the lady cut in.
With a grumble and shake of his beard, RMS handed over twenty five of his hard-earned dollars. Considering that the GPL works to unemploy programmers, one must wonder where this money came from.
By evening, RMS found himself in front of the penguin exhibit. He felt himself start to sweat, which would have been no surprise--his thick, full, grizzly beard was worth a thousand down comforters--except that he was wearing only a pair of nylon biking shorts and a travel pack around his waist. He stared at his hands. What was wrong?
"Awk" a nearby bird squawked. RMS wheeled in the direction the screech had come from. He was met with the steely, unfeeling stares of a penguin. "Awk! Ooooh God, the penguin said awk... Lord, lord lord, it's GNU/Linux. The penguin is Tux!!!" RMS blurted out. He felt dizzy, and cold sweat now washed over his brittle, hairy chest. He looked this way and that. From nearby a bird again squawked.
"Awk! Awk! Awwwwk!!!"
RMS ran as fast as his atrophied hippie-programmer legs could carry him, right through a gate and into an exhibit. He realized what he had done, and before he could turn around, he heard a low, ominous sound. Like the Devil's riding mower.
"Moooooooooooooooo!"
RMS gasped and darted his eyes around him as he stood deathly still.
"MOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!"
RMS was standing in the Gnu section, and it seemed these bull yaks were in rut and ready to mate with the first hairy thing with a hole in its center they found. Bad luck for RMS and his beard. Just then he felt cloven hooves push him down, and the world became fuzzy. RMS blacked out and remembered no more.
I'm sort of new to this linux thing, but there's this directory on my new install of Debian 3.1 called "/usr/bin". It was all messed up when I first went in there. None of the files had descriptive names, and it took me like an hour to figure out they were executables, since none of them had .exe on the end of them. Furthermore, whenever I double click them, they just pop up a command prompt for a few seconds then go away. I was gonna delete them, but I got kinda afraid that they might be my kernel, so I fiugred I'd ask. It's ok to delete this stuff, right?
I live with my best friend of many years. He and I eat dinner together, watch TV together, and drink together. While we were in the living room watching TV, he asked me if I wanted to masturbate with him. I hesitantly said okay. I let him get started first and finally got the courage to do the same. I was amazed at how much I watched his penis barely looking at the women in the video. I saw him glance at me several times as well We currently masturbate together about 3 nights a week. After the first month, I told him I wanted to do what I like to but didn't want to freak him out. He said okay, and after I ejaculated on my stomach, I scooped it up and ate it. I've always done this. Just last week he shocked me by ejaculating in his hand and asking me if I wanted it. I licked it out of his hand and that was it. Can I be doing this and not be gay?
Since I was a kid I always thought of Adolf Hitler as a great leader. When I took a Holocaust class in school and the teacher preached about what a scumbag he was and how much Germany fucked up I told her to go fuck herself and I walked out a dropped the course. Everytime I see her I give a Sieg Hiel and the salute. I wish Germany won World War II and the U.S. lost miserably. The world would be such a greater, cooler place.
i shit out an obama.
plop!
But you can't take the jungle out of a nigger!
All heil mein fuhrer Barrack Hussein Obama Homo Bin Laden
That was fucking funny. I endorse that joke and all of the good trolling in this article.
-- Ethanol-fueled
Here's a *FACT* ladies and gents, Steve Jobs picked me up as I was leaving a late night burger joint, and gave me THE BEST blow job I've *ever* had. I shot my load straight down Turtle-Neck-Man's gullet. Then he pushed me out the car door on some dark street and I had to call a fucking cab.
Linux is illegal! You are breaking the law, and hurting yourself and your family with your ILLEGAL SOFTWARE. Your ip has been noted and is being forwarded to the SPA with a reccomendation that they investigate your CRIMINAL ACTIVITY. Please destroy all your unpatriotic linux software before the government finally cracks down on you people and you all end up as lampshades or soap. God Bless America!
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How I Learned to Start Thinking and Hate the Jews
There are two types of people in the world: people who think there are two types of people in the world and people who don’t. I’m among the first type and I think the world is divided into people who recognize the Jewish problem and people who don’t.
In other words, the world is divided into smart people and dumb people. If you’ve got an IQ of 80, have difficulty operating a can-opener, and recognize the Jewish problem, you’re smart. If you’ve got an IQ of 180, have already won a couple of Nobel Prizes, and don’t recognize the Jewish problem, you’re dumb.
I’ve been dumb for most of my life: it took me a long time to recognize the Jewish problem. I didn’t think for myself, I just accepted the propaganda and conformed to the consensus. Jews are good people. Only bad people criticize Jews. Jews good. Anti-Semites bad. But then, very slowly, I started to see the light.
Recognizing Jewish hypocrisy was the first big step. I was reading an article by someone called Rabbi Julia Neuberger, a prominent British liberal. I didn’t like liberals then, so I didn’t like her for that (and because her voice and manner had always grated on me), but her Jewishness wasn’t something I particularly noticed. But as I read the article I came across something that didn’t strike me as very liberal: she expressed concern about Jews marrying Gentiles, because this threatened the survival of the Jewish people.
That made me sit up and think. Hold on, I thought, I know this woman sits on all sorts of “multi-cultural” committees and is constantly being invited onto TV and radio to yap about the joys of diversity and the evils of racism. She’s all in favor of mass immigration and there’s no way she’s worried about Whites marrying non-Whites, because “Race is Just a Social Construct” and “We’re All the Same Under the Skin”. She’s a liberal and she thinks that race-mixing is good and healthy and Holy. Yet this same woman is worried about Jews marrying Gentiles. Small contradiction there, n'est ce-pas?
Well, no. Big contradiction. She obviously didn’t apply the same rules to everyone else as she applied to her own people, the Jews. She was, in short, a hypocrite. But not just that – she was a Jewish hypocrite. And that’s a big step for a brainwashed White to take: not just thinking in a negative way about a Jew, but thinking in a negative way about a Jew because of her Jewishness.
After that, I slowly started to see the world in a different way. Or to be more precise: I started to see the world. I started to see what had always been there: the massive over-representation of Jews in politics and the media. And I started to notice that a lot of those Jews – like Rabbi Julia Neuberger, in fact – gave me the creeps. There was something slimy and oily and flesh-crawling about them. And it wasn’t just me, either: other Gentiles seemed to feel it too.
Politicians often attract nicknames based on some outstanding aspect of their character or behavior. Margaret Thatcher was “The Iron Lady”. Ronald Reagan was “Teflon Ron”. Bill Clinton was “Slick Willy”. But these are Gentile politicians and their nicknames are at least half-affectionate. Jewish politicians seem to attract a different kind of nickname. In Britain, Gerald Kaufman, bald, homosexual Member of Parliament for Manchester Gorton, is nicknamed “Hannibal Lecter”. Peter Mandelson, now Britain’s Euro-Commissioner and Tony Blair’s suspected former lover, is “The Prince of Darkness”. Michael Howard (né Hecht), the leader of the British Conservative Party, is “Dracula”.
When I noticed this kind of thing, I started to ask questions. What was going on here? Why did Jews attract nicknames li
you cock-smoking faggots!
The Stallion
A full grown stallion's cock, when fully erect, will measure some two to
three feet long. It can be three to six inches thick at the base, to about
two inches thick at the head. Horses are somewhat different from other
animals in the way their cock head works. When a horse is fully erect and
excited and ready to mount, his cock head is somewhat pointed and not as
thick as might be normally observed. This is to facillatate an easier
entry into the mare. After the horse has entered and reaches a climax the
head swells (though it is more spongy then hard) into a fist sized mass as
he ejacultates. It is thought that this serves as a plug to force the
semen deep into the mare rather then allowing it to leak out. A full grown
stallion can ejaculate about one cup ( 8 ounces ) of semen. It will take
quite a few spurts to accomplish this. Each time his tail will raise and
lower in a brief flick. The first few jets are of a thin to average
consistency of cum. The final few jets are of a thick gelatinous
substance... it is thought that this serves to "seal" the mares pussy so
that the semen has time to do it's thing before leaking out. Horse semen
is extremely viscous, if you touch your finger to a pool of it you can draw
a thin string of it five to six feet long! Horse cum has a nice flat taste
to it...not at all bitter like man's cum. You can easily drink cups of it
with no discomfort.
The Mare - how to do it.
Mares can be quite satisfactory for the average well endowed male. If you
are somewhat less developed you might find better pleasure with a pony or
Miniature Horse. These are also better as they are lower to the ground. A
pony you can fuck standing up. A miniature horse on your knees or
squatting depending on the size. A mare will require something to stand on
or "platform shoes"...(IE mini stilts to raise you a foot off the ground)
so that you can reach her pussy.
Fucking any horse will depend on the horse. Some will be ready right
away...some will take coaxing. Pet the animal, talk to it softly, spend
time with it gaining it's trust. If something you are doing upsets it then
don't force it. Talk to it and calm it. If you work slowly you can make
an animal accept anything. It is just a question of helping it overcome
it's fears. All animals fear man if raised in the wild. How any animal
reacts will depend on it's own experiences. If you haved raised the animal
yourself in a loving enviroment, then you should have no problem
associating with it, if it is a strange animal that you have met in the
wild then you will have to go through an extended "courtship" to learn how
to respond to the beast.
MARES - TRAINING YOUR OWN
When the filly reaches weaning age, seperate her from her dam. If you have
limited time to spend then she should be put to pasture. If you have
plenty of time then you should keep her in a stall. Spend time with her
during the day petting and grooming her and allow her some time to run
free. Limit her access to other horses though and see that she spends at
least 8-12 hours a day in the stall. (Start with more free time and as she
approaches her first birthday confine her more...she is now at the right
age and her confinement will have made her so bored that she is amenable to
any new experience so long as it is not unpleasant)Young fillys have no
objection to someone playing with their pussy's. I have walked up on a pen
full of strange fillys at night and they came right up to me and I petted
them and felt up their pussys and they just lifted their tales and seemed
to enjoy it. These fillys didn't even know me but they were young,
inexperienced and bored...also since they were penned they were used to the
presence of people and did not fear me. Most horses in a large pasture
will run when they scent a strange human in their pasture at night.
If you sit on the ground and wait
that guy was a troll, he's been posting the same thing in bunch of threads. thanks for feeding him. btw, fuck all linux-using faggots!