DUH cuz all the good runners, jumpers, and swimmers are in america. you think the athelitic mexicans stay in mexico? they run there ass over here and work at mcdonalds for 2 bux an hour
[11:18] http://slashdot.org/comments.pl?sid=34330&cid=3715 099 [11:25] hahaha omg thats so disgusting [11:26] ? [11:26] you read that [11:26] lol [11:27] hahaha [11:27] i dont understand how any sane person could write that [11:27] * kewsh massages humptyd's shoulders [11:27] wtf u ppls talking about [11:27] lol [11:27] dont read it [11:27] hehe [11:28] unless you like hot young 15 year old quarterbacks stroking 60 year old grampas off
The Chicago Chapter of the Lesbian Avengers is still active. Call our hotline at 312/409.3705 or e-mail Chicago Lesbian Avengers for meeting information. More updates to the website should be coming soon.
Who are the Lesbian Avengers? We are a direct action group focused on issues vital to lesbian survival and visibility. We are always looking for dykes in the Chicagoland area to join our group to fight homophobia and help make the dyke presence in Chicagoland bigger.
What is direct action? Direct action means turning our political ideals into concrete confrontation. We conduct letter writing campaigns, visibility actions, and guerrilla publicity campaigns all the while flaunting our lesbionic outrageousness. Check out some of our most recent actions.
What is considered a lesbian issue? ANYTHING that affects the members of our exceedingly diverse lesbian community. This includes issues ranging from fat-phobia, racism, and domestic violence to the growing power of the Religious Right. Each of us has the right and the power to decide which issues affect our survival and which issues we want to pursue.
How do the Lesbian Avengers work? We meet every Tuesday night at 7:30 p.m. at Horizons (961 W. Montana) to discuss general business, plan actions and the occassional fundraiser, and make announcements about various upcoming lesbian events. At these meetings ANYONE can introduce an idea onto the floor to develop an action. Meetings are led by a facillitator who guides the discussion and keeps us on track. Minutes are also taken at each meeting and whoever volunteers to take minutes is expected to facillitate at the next meeting.
Check out pictures of the First Annual Dyke March 1996 in Chicago
Can anyone join? The Lesbian Avengers welcome ANY and ALL lesbian/bi- identified women who want to turn their energy and anger into ACTION.
Is Lesbian Avengers right for me?
* Does it bother you when people at work assume you have a boyfriend?
* Does it bother you for every dollar a man makes a woman makes $.70?
* Do you want to do something positive with your anger?
* Do you need to get connected with other dykes?
* Do you like to meet unconventional chicks?
* Do you long to be a public lesbian?
* Do you dream of walking topless down Broadway carrying a Lesbian Avenger banner?
* Do you want to learn to eat fire?
* Do you want to make your ideas into actions?
* Do you enjoy creating guerilla art? * Would you relish the opportunity to be out & proud on national news networks?
If you answered yes to two or more of these questions RUN don't walk to the phone and join a small band of pissed off activists aka the Lesbian Avengers to constructively release your anger toward the heterosexist, racist, classist, etc...society.
1. After we receive your application we will send you a letter stating whether or not you have been accepted. NOTE: YOU MUST RETURN THIS LETTER TO US. IT IS USED TO VERIFY THE INFORMATION ON YOUR APPLICATION. WE MUST HAVE THIS LETTER RETURNED TO US BEFORE YOUR APPLICATION IS PROCESSED. After the verification letter is returned to us- You will be entitled to receive the FREE orientation members only video. 2. In approximately 14 days you will receive
a beautiful certificate showing your association with the Knights of the Ku Klux Klan tm as a Klansman or Klanswoman.
a passport card. A card you can carry in your wallet or purse showing you as a Knights' associate
a letter from National Director Thomas Robb welcoming you to The Knights.
information detailing how you can move up to the next rank of Page.
A pledge book
3. You will receive the White Patriot / published monthly
4. You will receive Robb's Victory Report / published bi - monthly
5. You will receive a bi - monthly activity report detailing activities of The Knights 6. You will receive an invitation to the National Klan Congress in Harrison, AR.
7. After you reach the first rank of Page, you will receive your handbook and additional information on the next rank.
8. You will receive guidance from headquarters as we work together to build The Knights' Party - to end the treason of the November Criminals.
9. We believe through your association with The Knights you will have a rewarding experience as you work toward a better understanding of Klan philosophy, our struggle, and toward a return of White Christian Revival in America. We can't do it overnight, but each person who dedicates himself or herself to our cause and remains persistent in their beliefs and goals brings our nation one step closer to a rebirth of Christian self- government. We will help you make that step.
Suckaz suckaz suckaz. We get azked 200 times a day iz we real. We got our music up all ova da net, we got our picturez up (and no it aint computer animated pictures of unreal stuntaz), and people have seen uz in shows. People we have gave 1000's to produce fo us. You gotz mad fake sites with picturez of us altered, but sucka.. we used to da hate. For all da hataz sayin da rims isnt 20's you gotz to be blind. Demz is dubs, I work at a rim shop.. I should know. Everyting you suckaz say juzt makes me laugh cauze you have no clue about deez stuntaz.
MILWAUKEE - A grandmother was sentenced to 30 days in jail and five years probation for running a bondage den in the basement of the home she shared with her husband and two of her grandchildren.
Jacquess Dyer Patton-Ugan, 49, of Milwaukee, apologized in court Tuesday for operating Madame Venus Du Plaisir's Paradise, where she charged men a fee to visit her domination dungeon. She was convicted of keeping a place of prostitution.
Men usually paid around $175 to visit with Patton-Ugan in the room. It was equipped with an array of sexual devices and bondage contraptions, including a metal table with limb restraints, a metal gurney with chains, a wooden horse with padding and straps, a dentist chair, a seat that hung from the ceiling, and multiple pieces of bondage apparel and whips, according to court records.
Patton-Ugan told Milwaukee County Circuit Judge Jeffrey A. Conen that she was responsible for what went on in her basement, though her husband helped put it together.
"Life is about choices, including consequences and responsibility," she said.
Richard Ugan, her 60-year-old retired firefighter husband, also is charged with keeping a place of prostitution. Neighbors reported seeing him mowing the lawn in a G-string.
One of her grandsons told police he saw some of the devices in his grandmother's basement room and he "heard people screaming" when he listened through air vents, according to a criminal complaint. Patton-Ugan said the boys were not home when she entertained customers.
An undercover officer posing as a potential customer visited the home in December and was taken to the dungeon. Officers later stormed the home and arrested the woman and her husband.
The house is in a conservative, quiet neighborhood that is home to several retired police officers and firefighters, said Milwaukee County Assistant District Attorney Irene Parthum.
mottoboy's Bear page B0 f t- w- c+ d- dc g k++ s m e+ h- r indpls, IN United States Welcome to trevor's bear.net page. If you like what you read, why not send me an email.
About me: stocky,hairy,hung 7.5, 160lbs, high-n-tight,bubble but str8 acting, like nasscar,mottocross,anything outdoors!
What I am looking for: not real sure, but i will know him when i see him. like many types of men. prefer someone taller than me, 5ft7 or taller hairy is always A+,
A few final words: honest,careing,considerate,funny,smart,dar eing,thr ill seeker! love the outdoors!
gee ya think? maybe thats y the most respected mod chip maker has back out of their xbox mod when it was the first and best out there. it can do far more than play a losey generic divx (SVCD OWNS YOU ALL) which is dead if you all knew anything about the movie scene. britains are the only ones that release in divx anymore. ok back to watchin sum of all fears SVCD
* NAMBLA members think that it is their right to have sex with boys
* NAMBLA members think that they are loving the boys and not hurting them
* NAMBLA members are a very serious threat to boys everywhere
* NAMBLA instructs their members on how to sexually abuse boys and get away with it
* NAMBLA member, Peter Melzer is a teacher at the Bronx High School of Science in NY
* NAMBLA members try and pass themselves off as gay, they are not, they are pedophiles
* NAMBLA was incorporated as Zymurgy, a non profit, in Delaware and Massachusetts
* NAMBLA members will sexually abuse your boys if given the chance
* NAMBLA members are located in the United States and other parts of the world
* NAMBLA members work very hard at hiding who they really are
* NAMBLA thinks that they are protected by the Constitution, their talk is, their actions are not
* NAMBLA members find boys to sexually abuse at the park, the library, gamerooms and anywhere boys will be
LOL MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY SIR. who the fuck plays d&d besides those nerds that wrote dice programs in programming class. my dice program is more random than yours and i wrote it in 13 lines of code! UBERNERD
* timothy- homosekulle slashdot nerd * Teen- a straight teenager
[Background music #1. View of a house. View of timothy's shoes exiting house. The shoes have curved-upward tips. He's wearing floral print pants, a 'yellow' long-sleeved shirt tucked in, a vest with a design on it and he's carrying a bag. A teen rides by on a bike just as timothy steps on the sidewalk.]
Teen: [to timothy] Fag!
[Music stops to the screech of a needle on a record. timothy stops in his way, looks at the teen, looks at his own clothes then starts walking back to the house. New scene. Background music #2. View of Scott's shoes exiting the house. The shoes are brown moccasins. He's wearing 'gray' pants, a brown belt and a tucked-in 'ivory' shirt with a pattern on it. timothy steps on the sidewalk as the teen rider drives by on his bike.]
Teen: [to timothy] Fag!
[Music stops. timothy stops. He looks at his clothes and turns back to the house. New scene. Background music #3. View of timothy's shoes exiting the house. The shoes are black and have chains and buckles on them. timothy's wearing a black 'leather' jacket, black 'leather' pants and black 'leather' gloves. He's also wearing a black 'T-shirt' and sunglasses. He starts walking towards the sidewalk as the teen rides along on his bike.]
Teen: [to timothy] *Fag*.
[Background music #1 starts and timothy walks back to the house...]
Well, I pity the fool I said I pity the fool You know I pity the fool I said I pity the fool She'll break your heart one day Then she'll laugh if she walks away Yeah, I pity the fool
Well, look at the people Guess you wonder what to do They're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Ah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do Well, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, I pity the fool I said I pity the fool Ooh, I pity the fool Well, I said I pity the fool She'll break your heart one day Then she'll laugh as you walk away Well, I pity the fool
Well, look at the people Guess you wonder what to do They're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do They're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
I pity the fool I pity the fool that falls in love with you Oh, I pity the fool I pity the fool
I Pity The Fool (alternate vocal)
Well, I pity the fool I said I pity the fool You know I pity the fool I said I pity the fool That falls in love with you And expects you to be true I pity the fool
Well, look at the people I bet you wonder what to do Yeah, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, look at the people I guess you wonder what to do Yeah, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
I pity the fool I said I pity the fool Ooh, I pity the fool Let me tell you that I pity the fool 'Cos she'll break your heart one day And she'll laugh if she walks away Well, I pity the fool
Yeah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do Well, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do Well, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
I pity the fool I pity the fool that falls in love with you Hey, hey, yeah I pity the fool I pity the fool that falls in love with you
Substances: MDA, Heroin, Marijuana I was walking aimlessly around the mall yesterday when suddenly a man came up to me and stuffed a piece of paper in my hand. I tried to tell him that I didn't want whatever it was he was trying to sell me, but he disappeared as quickly as he arrived, leaving me holding the tattered paper in my hand. Not wanting to litter I put it in my pocket and went on about my business. When I got home I remembered it and decided to see what, if anything, it said. This is the strange story the strange man gave me:
A couple of years ago I got off work and went home the apartment me and my three roommates shared. I walked in and noticed two things: First that my roommate T's girlfriend was not there, which was unusual since she had been living on our sofa for the last couple of weeks. This was annoying because she didn't approve of drugs so we tended to keep our partying to a minimum whenever she was around. The second thing I noticed was that there was someone I had never seen before on the sofa. "Trout, this is S..." My roommate A explained to me. I said hello and chatted with S for a couple minutes, but I really wanted to take a shower and feel clean again so I excused myself pretty quickly to go do my business.
I got out of the shower and put on some nice clothes, because it was Friday and I had just gotten paid. That and the fact that T's girlfriend was gone meant that tonight was a good night to go looking for love, fun and drugs. It turns out I wouldn't have to look too far...
Going back out the living room I chatted it up with S, A, and R for a while, until finally I brought up the subject of what to do that night for entertainment. They suddenly all got quiet and looked at me thoughtfully.
"You wanna do some packets?" A finally asked me.
"What, you got some heroin??" I asked in disbelief. We did heroin VERY infrequently, but we all liked it pretty much the same.
R and A nodded at S, who smiled at me. "He's got some." A replied.
"HELL YEAH!" I exclaimed gleefully as I reached for my wallet. S reached for his backpack and I ended up buying five packets of the whitest powder I have ever seen. Seeing as I would not have to go out that night to find my fun I fired up a bowl of sensi to celebrate this wonderful occasion. We sat around bullshitting and spinning records for a while to pass the time until it was late enough to start partying.
Around 10:30 pm I got out the mirror and dumped two of the packets out. There was a very, very tiny amount of powder inside, and I politely asked S if this was right.
"Don't worry," he replied, "Three of those will have you fuct up like you wouldn't belief..."
My worries assuaged, I snorted two of the packets and sat back to wait. About 30 minutes later the itching began and I knew that this was the Real Deal. Soon a feeling of primal well-being filled my body like a warm, bubbly pink liquid. It is like taking a high dose of Valium, getting an expert massage, and then getting into a hot tub. It is the epitome of "Chill".
I am not a molecular biologist, but I think that drugs that affect serotonin and dopamine act at a very high level in terms of the body's mechanism. Heroin seems to work at a much more fundamental level, which short-circuits pain right at the source and provides a sense of pleasure that is very basic and uncomplicated. Not like the cosmic consciousness of LSD or the empathy of MDMA; it works at a simpler level somewhere back in the primitive brain structure that we have left over from our evolution. It is very powerful and very overwhelming, to say the least.
We sat around, too fuct up and content to even think about moving until finally there was a knock at the door. It was our friend J, who I really liked. My other roommates were all great djs who had been spinning for years, but J was still learning the ropes just like me. We got along great and I could relate to him on many levels and I was happy to have him there.
J has a very pleasant surprise for us: He had just purchased a large quantity of Gold Nuggets for a great price. Gold Nuggets were a great pill, very long lasting and powerful. I think they contained MDA, because they did not produce the warm, lovey feeling of MDMA but rather contained a heavy body buzz. J was feeling generous, so he gave each of us one and to say "thanks" I smoked a couple of bowls with him.
Ladies and Gentlemen: What followed is the most insane pleasure I have ever experienced. The mellow, wholesome well being of the Heroin, combined with the contentment and slight euphoria of the weed, added to the potent pleasure of the MDA simply melted me. In all honesty, if my arm had caught on fire during that heroin trip, it would have taken me several long minutes before I would have become concerned enough to ask one of my friends to get a fire extinguisher and spray me down. I bonded with the couch and only dynamite could've dislodged me. J, A, R, S and myself all sat around for two hours experiencing what I could best describe as a two hour long, whole-body orgasm. It was simply unreal. I have never seen three drugs with such a glorious synergy. The only thing I can say bad about it was the each of us was so content to do nothing that no one spun any music. But I wasn't about to get up, either!
If you attempt to recreate this experiment, keep in mind that the three ingredients used are highly illegal. Furthermore, Heroin is a VERY addictive drug. NEVER use it more than two days in a row...the withdrawal symptoms include physical sickness and an emotional distress that makes your worst depression look like a birthday party. If you respect it you can do it safely, but it is best to keep it to one night stands. Personally, I limit myself to four uses per year, and I frequently fall short of that number because I am extremely careful about who I get it from. The heroin scene is filled with desperate people who are generally non-violent but never the less desperate. Don't end up like them!!!
where are they now? The United Coalition of Trolls for the Abolition of Moderation died quickly as CLIT immerge on the scene and gained great praise as master trollers and page wideners. TUCTAM is now just one linux zealot that wishes he could install freebsd and dreams of making it thru his gentoo install without his mom picking up the fone and killing is leet connection.
t was 'the ultimate LSD trip'......simple white blotter hit, nothing fancy. Me and an old friend picked up a hit each, we both knew they were real hits and we got them for free, so we popped them right away. Got in the car drove home dropped of the car and started walking. Where? Only the acid knew. About an hour after we popped we here a car coming from behind......it's a friend and he offers a ride.......we don't say anything about the acid until he cranks up the radio and turns on neon lights inside the car. The bass from the stereo was so live ans the blue neon was like heavan.....that alive feeling ran through the body. We made him drive for a little while.....then decuded it was time to expand our 'trip'. We had him drop us off at a friends house. As we walked up to the door she was coming out......with her friend. They had no idea about the acid......it was our little secret. They were going to get a bite to eat and told us to come along. We hop in the back seat and they start driving......we listen to the radio and just start making our own words for every song. They find our words amusing.....and they keep laughing......finally they ask if we are ok. I said sure we are fine we are tripping out. They were a little upset we didn't invite them on our 'trip' but, they decided to keep us so we can make them laugh. They went to the McDonalds drive thru. And while we were on line she pulled out a Mcdonald's character...Grimace.....but Grimace had a ghost costume over him. It bugged us out because she had Grimace before she ordered......she tried so hard to explain that she was there earlier in the day and got it then. At the time we just couldn't grasp the concept. Anyway I held Grimice in my hand and watched him melt. every time I opened and closed my hand Grimice was glowing green.....I popped off his ghogt costume, and all I could say is "Grimace has no penis".....well the lady at the window almost pissed herself when I told her that. We wanted another character, anoher Grimace would have been nice cause me and my friend just kept fighting over it. But it was mine I had it first....I felt like a 5 year old. But the lady gave a tape in which all the McDonalds characters sing, well again we made our own words, which was even more funny this time. Next stop Blockbuster video......driving there was scary, every turn we made we just saw headlights and thought we were gonna crash.....we finally get into Blockbuster and we were there for like 5 minutes and i lost my friend. I looked all through the store can't find him.....shit was I scared. So i walk outside to the car and he is sitting on the curb drinking a soda. I thought he was having a bad trip, but he was just chillin.....I wanted that soda so bad.....he just gave me a little sip because I wouldn't let him hold Grimace. We went back to my friends house, we were pretty quite for a while just a little laughing and bugging each other out. We finally went in the back yard to jump on the trampoline(highly recommended). It was so great....we would bounce as high as we could....always looking up....looking down kinda sucked. When we looked up we never knew when we were gonna fall it was great. After a while we laid on the trampoline looking at the clouds(highly recommended)......we saw it all from "the dead bears to Satan".....it was great....inside of my body felt so fresh.......like so much life was present....there was this warm feeling that was cool inside my throat flowing down to my stomach(which re-occurs in flashbacks). My friend wasn't into the clouds as much as me......which still pisses me off to this day. So he sat up took his keys out of his pocket and he kept hitting the button for his car alarm.......just watching the little LED light(we now call it the LSD light). After about a minute he starts prettending it's a gun....and he is trying to shoot me.......I searched for something to shoot him back with. All I could find was a cordless phone. Which I did use. I had to keep turning it on and off so I could get the same effect as the car alarm. During this 'activity' about 10 people showed up at the house, they came outside and were watching us....we had no idea. Finally a friend said hi...scared the shit out of me....I tried to explain what was going on but he had no interest. We eventually stopped and I got my hands on Grimace again. I tried explaing to a friend(who wasn't tripping) how Grimace can melt in my hand......and I would close my hand...open it and at the same time say "come into my world"......and i would ask if he saw Grimaces glow....but of course he didn't....I kept trying and trying but he gave no reaction.......my tripping buddy was taking out the battery for his car alarm....because he swore it didn't work......so like an idiot I put it in my mouth....(WARNING:car alarm transmitter batteries 12 volts...23 amps)"DAMN...that was something" I screamed everyone turned around....All i felt was electricity "waves" running through my face...it was so crazy......I did it again...at least once maybe twice(recommended if you can handle it....try it before you decide to trip...). My friend tried it too....didn't find it as amusing. We spent most the night there, we walked home.....about a 15 minute walk...normally....don't really remember the walk except for a dog which was following us which we swore ws going to bite us. When I got home I just remember laying on my back playing with my Timex Indiglo watch.....wich has a blue green glow......well this night it made the ceiling red...that was weird.......I must have did that for a long time, i still try it when I am not tripping. The last thing about the trip that I remember is finding the remote control, turning on the TV, flipped through the channels and i found God.....he was talking to me...I heard him but, struggled so hard to grasp what he was saying...i just couldn't understand him....and I couldn't even turn it off cause I was so scared of him..that's all I remember.
Re:Don't associate the UTM with warring ACs and CL
on
Blogging for Dummies?
·
· Score: -1
NEVER! There will never be unity between UTM and CLIT. you sir are wasting your time
Slashdot Mirror
DUH cuz all the good runners, jumpers, and swimmers are in america. you think the athelitic mexicans stay in mexico? they run there ass over here and work at mcdonalds for 2 bux an hour
[11:18] http://slashdot.org/comments.pl?sid=34330&cid=3715 099
[11:25] hahaha omg thats so disgusting
[11:26] ?
[11:26] you read that
[11:26] lol
[11:27] hahaha
[11:27] i dont understand how any sane person could write that
[11:27] * kewsh massages humptyd's shoulders
[11:27] wtf u ppls talking about
[11:27] lol
[11:27] dont read it
[11:27] hehe
[11:28] unless you like hot young 15 year old quarterbacks stroking 60 year old grampas off
fuck off AC
yew AC's are lame period.
The Chicago Chapter of the Lesbian Avengers is still active.
Call our hotline at 312/409.3705 or e-mail Chicago Lesbian Avengers for meeting information.
More updates to the website should be coming soon.
Who are the Lesbian Avengers?
We are a direct action group focused on issues vital to lesbian survival and visibility. We are always looking for dykes in the Chicagoland area to join our group to fight homophobia and help make the dyke presence in Chicagoland bigger.
What is direct action?
Direct action means turning our political ideals into concrete confrontation. We conduct letter writing campaigns, visibility actions, and guerrilla publicity campaigns all the while flaunting our lesbionic outrageousness. Check out some of our most recent actions.
What is considered a lesbian issue?
ANYTHING that affects the members of our exceedingly diverse lesbian community. This includes issues ranging from fat-phobia, racism, and domestic violence to the growing power of the Religious Right. Each of us has the right and the power to decide which issues affect our survival and which issues we want to pursue.
How do the Lesbian Avengers work?
We meet every Tuesday night at 7:30 p.m. at Horizons (961 W. Montana) to discuss general business, plan actions and the occassional fundraiser, and make announcements about various upcoming lesbian events. At these meetings ANYONE can introduce an idea onto the floor to develop an action. Meetings are led by a facillitator who guides the discussion and keeps us on track. Minutes are also taken at each meeting and whoever volunteers to take minutes is expected to facillitate at the next meeting.
Check out pictures of the First Annual Dyke March 1996 in Chicago
Can anyone join?
The Lesbian Avengers welcome ANY and ALL lesbian/bi- identified women who want to turn their energy and anger into ACTION.
Is Lesbian Avengers right for me?
* Does it bother you when people at work assume you have a boyfriend?
* Does it bother you for every dollar a man makes a woman makes $.70?
* Do you want to do something positive with your anger?
* Do you need to get connected with other dykes?
* Do you like to meet unconventional chicks?
* Do you long to be a public lesbian?
* Do you dream of walking topless down Broadway carrying a Lesbian Avenger banner?
* Do you want to learn to eat fire?
* Do you want to make your ideas into actions?
* Do you enjoy creating guerilla art?
* Would you relish the opportunity to be out & proud on national news networks?
If you answered yes to two or more of these questions RUN don't walk to the phone and join a small band of pissed off activists aka the Lesbian Avengers to constructively release your anger toward the heterosexist, racist, classist, etc...society.
What you will receive as a Klansman or Klanswoman
1. After we receive your application we will send you a letter stating whether or not you have been accepted. NOTE: YOU MUST RETURN THIS LETTER TO US. IT IS USED TO VERIFY THE INFORMATION ON YOUR APPLICATION. WE MUST HAVE THIS LETTER RETURNED TO US BEFORE YOUR APPLICATION IS PROCESSED.
After the verification letter is returned to us-
You will be entitled to receive the FREE orientation members only video.
2. In approximately 14 days you will receive
a beautiful certificate showing your association with the Knights of the Ku Klux Klan tm as a Klansman or Klanswoman.
a passport card. A card you can carry in your wallet or purse showing you as a Knights' associate
a letter from National Director Thomas Robb welcoming you to The Knights.
information detailing how you can move up to the next rank of Page.
A pledge book
3. You will receive the White Patriot / published monthly
4. You will receive Robb's Victory Report / published bi - monthly
5. You will receive a bi - monthly activity report detailing activities of The Knights
6. You will receive an invitation to the National Klan Congress in Harrison, AR.
7. After you reach the first rank of Page, you will receive your handbook and additional information on the next rank.
8. You will receive guidance from headquarters as we work together to build The Knights' Party - to end the treason of the November Criminals.
9. We believe through your association with The Knights you will have a rewarding experience as you work toward a better understanding of Klan philosophy, our struggle, and toward a return of White Christian Revival in America. We can't do it overnight, but each person who dedicates himself or herself to our cause and remains persistent in their beliefs and goals brings our nation one step closer to a rebirth of Christian self- government. We will help you make that step.
LORD OF THE BLINGS!
.. we used to da hate. For all da hataz sayin da rims isnt 20's you gotz to be blind. Demz is dubs, I work at a rim shop.. I should know. Everyting you suckaz say juzt makes me laugh cauze you have no clue about deez stuntaz.
updated on 06/08/02
Suckaz suckaz suckaz. We get azked 200 times a day iz we real. We got our music up all ova da net, we got our picturez up (and no it aint computer animated pictures of unreal stuntaz), and people have seen uz in shows. People we have gave 1000's to produce fo us. You gotz mad fake sites with picturez of us altered, but sucka
bling bling!
Grandma ran bondage den in basement
Associated Press
June 12, 2002 11:00:00
MILWAUKEE - A grandmother was sentenced to 30 days in jail and five years probation for running a bondage den in the basement of the home she shared with her husband and two of her grandchildren.
Jacquess Dyer Patton-Ugan, 49, of Milwaukee, apologized in court Tuesday for operating Madame Venus Du Plaisir's Paradise, where she charged men a fee to visit her domination dungeon. She was convicted of keeping a place of prostitution.
Men usually paid around $175 to visit with Patton-Ugan in the room. It was equipped with an array of sexual devices and bondage contraptions, including a metal table with limb restraints, a metal gurney with chains, a wooden horse with padding and straps, a dentist chair, a seat that hung from the ceiling, and multiple pieces of bondage apparel and whips, according to court records.
Patton-Ugan told Milwaukee County Circuit Judge Jeffrey A. Conen that she was responsible for what went on in her basement, though her husband helped put it together.
"Life is about choices, including consequences and responsibility," she said.
Richard Ugan, her 60-year-old retired firefighter husband, also is charged with keeping a place of prostitution. Neighbors reported seeing him mowing the lawn in a G-string.
One of her grandsons told police he saw some of the devices in his grandmother's basement room and he "heard people screaming" when he listened through air vents, according to a criminal complaint. Patton-Ugan said the boys were not home when she entertained customers.
An undercover officer posing as a potential customer visited the home in December and was taken to the dungeon. Officers later stormed the home and arrested the woman and her husband.
The house is in a conservative, quiet neighborhood that is home to several retired police officers and firefighters, said Milwaukee County Assistant District Attorney Irene Parthum.
mottoboy's Bear page
r eing,thr ill seeker! love the outdoors!
B0 f t- w- c+ d- dc g k++ s m e+ h- r
indpls, IN United States
Welcome to trevor's bear.net page. If you like what you read, why not send me an email.
About me:
stocky,hairy,hung 7.5, 160lbs, high-n-tight,bubble but
str8 acting, like nasscar,mottocross,anything outdoors!
What I am looking for:
not real sure, but i will know him when i see him. like many types of men. prefer someone taller than me, 5ft7 or taller hairy is always A+,
A few final words:
honest,careing,considerate,funny,smart,da
I claim this FRoSTy PISS for CLIT.
AC's hang out in #bearcave on EFnet
gee ya think? maybe thats y the most respected mod chip maker has back out of their xbox mod when it was the first and best out there. it can do far more than play a losey generic divx (SVCD OWNS YOU ALL) which is dead if you all knew anything about the movie scene. britains are the only ones that release in divx anymore. ok back to watchin sum of all fears SVCD
Facts About NAMBLA
* NAMBLA members think that it is their right to have sex with boys
* NAMBLA members think that they are loving the boys and not hurting them
* NAMBLA members are a very serious threat to boys everywhere
* NAMBLA instructs their members on how to sexually abuse boys and get away with it
* NAMBLA member, Peter Melzer is a teacher at the Bronx High School of Science in NY
* NAMBLA members try and pass themselves off as gay, they are not, they are pedophiles
* NAMBLA was incorporated as Zymurgy, a non profit, in Delaware and Massachusetts
* NAMBLA members will sexually abuse your boys if given the chance
* NAMBLA members are located in the United States and other parts of the world
* NAMBLA members work very hard at hiding who they really are
* NAMBLA thinks that they are protected by the Constitution, their talk is, their actions are not
* NAMBLA members find boys to sexually abuse at the park, the library, gamerooms and anywhere boys will be
LOL MY THOUGHTS EXACTLY SIR. who the fuck plays d&d besides those nerds that wrote dice programs in programming class. my dice program is more random than yours and i wrote it in 13 lines of code! UBERNERD
nice troll but CLIT will never die. we arent linux.
CLAIMED BY CLIT
Fag!
* timothy- homosekulle slashdot nerd
* Teen- a straight teenager
[Background music #1. View of a house. View of timothy's shoes exiting house. The shoes have curved-upward tips. He's wearing floral print pants, a 'yellow' long-sleeved shirt tucked in, a vest with a design on it and he's carrying a bag. A teen rides by on a bike just as timothy steps on the sidewalk.]
Teen: [to timothy] Fag!
[Music stops to the screech of a needle on a record. timothy stops in his way, looks at the teen, looks at his own clothes then starts walking back to the house. New scene. Background music #2. View of Scott's shoes exiting the house. The shoes are brown moccasins. He's wearing 'gray' pants, a brown belt and a tucked-in 'ivory' shirt with a pattern on it. timothy steps on the sidewalk as the teen rider drives by on his bike.]
Teen: [to timothy] Fag!
[Music stops. timothy stops. He looks at his clothes and turns back to the house. New scene. Background music #3. View of timothy's shoes exiting the house. The shoes are black and have chains and buckles on them. timothy's wearing a black 'leather' jacket, black 'leather' pants and black 'leather' gloves. He's also wearing a black 'T-shirt' and sunglasses. He starts walking towards the sidewalk as the teen rides along on his bike.]
Teen: [to timothy] *Fag*.
[Background music #1 starts and timothy walks back to the house...]
for a klondike bar?
of natalie portman's fine ass. distributed sex is the future.
I Pity The Fool
Well, I pity the fool I said I pity the fool
You know I pity the fool I said I pity the fool
She'll break your heart one day Then she'll laugh if she walks away
Yeah, I pity the fool
Well, look at the people Guess you wonder what to do
They're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Ah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do
Well, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, I pity the fool I said I pity the fool
Ooh, I pity the fool Well, I said I pity the fool
She'll break your heart one day Then she'll laugh as you walk away
Well, I pity the fool
Well, look at the people Guess you wonder what to do
They're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do
They're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
I pity the fool I pity the fool that falls in love with you
Oh, I pity the fool I pity the fool
I Pity The Fool (alternate vocal)
Well, I pity the fool I said I pity the fool
You know I pity the fool I said I pity the fool
That falls in love with you And expects you to be true
I pity the fool
Well, look at the people I bet you wonder what to do
Yeah, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, look at the people I guess you wonder what to do
Yeah, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
I pity the fool I said I pity the fool
Ooh, I pity the fool Let me tell you that I pity the fool
'Cos she'll break your heart one day And she'll laugh if she walks away
Well, I pity the fool
Yeah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do
Well, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
Yeah, look at the people Bet you wonder what to do
Well, they're just standing there Watching you making a fool out of me
I pity the fool I pity the fool that falls in love with you
Hey, hey, yeah
I pity the fool I pity the fool that falls in love with you
NICE you are truely an inspiration
Echostar (dish network) sells the service and Gilat makes the equiptment
The Real Deal
A tale about heroin, MDA and pot
Substances: MDA, Heroin, Marijuana
I was walking aimlessly around the mall yesterday when suddenly a man came up to me and stuffed a piece of paper in my hand. I tried to tell him that I didn't want whatever it was he was trying to sell me, but he disappeared as quickly as he arrived, leaving me holding the tattered paper in my hand. Not wanting to litter I put it in my pocket and went on about my business. When I got home I remembered it and decided to see what, if anything, it said. This is the strange story the strange man gave me:
A couple of years ago I got off work and went home the apartment me and my three roommates shared. I walked in and noticed two things: First that my roommate T's girlfriend was not there, which was unusual since she had been living on our sofa for the last couple of weeks. This was annoying because she didn't approve of drugs so we tended to keep our partying to a minimum whenever she was around. The second thing I noticed was that there was someone I had never seen before on the sofa. "Trout, this is S..." My roommate A explained to me. I said hello and chatted with S for a couple minutes, but I really wanted to take a shower and feel clean again so I excused myself pretty quickly to go do my business.
I got out of the shower and put on some nice clothes, because it was Friday and I had just gotten paid. That and the fact that T's girlfriend was gone meant that tonight was a good night to go looking for love, fun and drugs. It turns out I wouldn't have to look too far...
Going back out the living room I chatted it up with S, A, and R for a while, until finally I brought up the subject of what to do that night for entertainment. They suddenly all got quiet and looked at me thoughtfully.
"You wanna do some packets?" A finally asked me.
"What, you got some heroin??" I asked in disbelief. We did heroin VERY infrequently, but we all liked it pretty much the same.
R and A nodded at S, who smiled at me. "He's got some." A replied.
"HELL YEAH!" I exclaimed gleefully as I reached for my wallet. S reached for his backpack and I ended up buying five packets of the whitest powder I have ever seen. Seeing as I would not have to go out that night to find my fun I fired up a bowl of sensi to celebrate this wonderful occasion. We sat around bullshitting and spinning records for a while to pass the time until it was late enough to start partying.
Around 10:30 pm I got out the mirror and dumped two of the packets out. There was a very, very tiny amount of powder inside, and I politely asked S if this was right.
"Don't worry," he replied, "Three of those will have you fuct up like you wouldn't belief..."
My worries assuaged, I snorted two of the packets and sat back to wait. About 30 minutes later the itching began and I knew that this was the Real Deal. Soon a feeling of primal well-being filled my body like a warm, bubbly pink liquid. It is like taking a high dose of Valium, getting an expert massage, and then getting into a hot tub. It is the epitome of "Chill".
I am not a molecular biologist, but I think that drugs that affect serotonin and dopamine act at a very high level in terms of the body's mechanism. Heroin seems to work at a much more fundamental level, which short-circuits pain right at the source and provides a sense of pleasure that is very basic and uncomplicated. Not like the cosmic consciousness of LSD or the empathy of MDMA; it works at a simpler level somewhere back in the primitive brain structure that we have left over from our evolution. It is very powerful and very overwhelming, to say the least.
We sat around, too fuct up and content to even think about moving until finally there was a knock at the door. It was our friend J, who I really liked. My other roommates were all great djs who had been spinning for years, but J was still learning the ropes just like me. We got along great and I could relate to him on many levels and I was happy to have him there.
J has a very pleasant surprise for us: He had just purchased a large quantity of Gold Nuggets for a great price. Gold Nuggets were a great pill, very long lasting and powerful. I think they contained MDA, because they did not produce the warm, lovey feeling of MDMA but rather contained a heavy body buzz. J was feeling generous, so he gave each of us one and to say "thanks" I smoked a couple of bowls with him.
Ladies and Gentlemen: What followed is the most insane pleasure I have ever experienced. The mellow, wholesome well being of the Heroin, combined with the contentment and slight euphoria of the weed, added to the potent pleasure of the MDA simply melted me. In all honesty, if my arm had caught on fire during that heroin trip, it would have taken me several long minutes before I would have become concerned enough to ask one of my friends to get a fire extinguisher and spray me down. I bonded with the couch and only dynamite could've dislodged me. J, A, R, S and myself all sat around for two hours experiencing what I could best describe as a two hour long, whole-body orgasm. It was simply unreal. I have never seen three drugs with such a glorious synergy. The only thing I can say bad about it was the each of us was so content to do nothing that no one spun any music. But I wasn't about to get up, either!
If you attempt to recreate this experiment, keep in mind that the three ingredients used are highly illegal. Furthermore, Heroin is a VERY addictive drug. NEVER use it more than two days in a row...the withdrawal symptoms include physical sickness and an emotional distress that makes your worst depression look like a birthday party. If you respect it you can do it safely, but it is best to keep it to one night stands. Personally, I limit myself to four uses per year, and I frequently fall short of that number because I am extremely careful about who I get it from. The heroin scene is filled with desperate people who are generally non-violent but never the less desperate. Don't end up like them!!!
where are they now? The United Coalition of Trolls for the Abolition of Moderation died quickly as CLIT immerge on the scene and gained great praise as master trollers and page wideners. TUCTAM is now just one linux zealot that wishes he could install freebsd and dreams of making it thru his gentoo install without his mom picking up the fone and killing is leet connection.
You sir are a homosexkulle
t was 'the ultimate LSD trip'......simple white blotter hit, nothing fancy. Me and an old friend picked up a hit each, we both knew they were real hits and we got them for free, so we popped them right away. Got in the car drove home dropped of the car and started walking. Where? Only the acid knew. About an hour after we popped we here a car coming from behind......it's a friend and he offers a ride.......we don't say anything about the acid until he cranks up the radio and turns on neon lights inside the car. The bass from the stereo was so live ans the blue neon was like heavan.....that alive feeling ran through the body. We made him drive for a little while.....then decuded it was time to expand our 'trip'. We had him drop us off at a friends house. As we walked up to the door she was coming out......with her friend. They had no idea about the acid......it was our little secret. They were going to get a bite to eat and told us to come along. We hop in the back seat and they start driving......we listen to the radio and just start making our own words for every song. They find our words amusing.....and they keep laughing......finally they ask if we are ok. I said sure we are fine we are tripping out. They were a little upset we didn't invite them on our 'trip' but, they decided to keep us so we can make them laugh. They went to the McDonalds drive thru. And while we were on line she pulled out a Mcdonald's character...Grimace.....but Grimace had a ghost costume over him. It bugged us out because she had Grimace before she ordered......she tried so hard to explain that she was there earlier in the day and got it then. At the time we just couldn't grasp the concept. Anyway I held Grimice in my hand and watched him melt. every time I opened and closed my hand Grimice was glowing green.....I popped off his ghogt costume, and all I could say is "Grimace has no penis".....well the lady at the window almost pissed herself when I told her that. We wanted another character, anoher Grimace would have been nice cause me and my friend just kept fighting over it. But it was mine I had it first....I felt like a 5 year old. But the lady gave a tape in which all the McDonalds characters sing, well again we made our own words, which was even more funny this time. Next stop Blockbuster video......driving there was scary, every turn we made we just saw headlights and thought we were gonna crash.....we finally get into Blockbuster and we were there for like 5 minutes and i lost my friend. I looked all through the store can't find him.....shit was I scared. So i walk outside to the car and he is sitting on the curb drinking a soda. I thought he was having a bad trip, but he was just chillin.....I wanted that soda so bad.....he just gave me a little sip because I wouldn't let him hold Grimace. We went back to my friends house, we were pretty quite for a while just a little laughing and bugging each other out. We finally went in the back yard to jump on the trampoline(highly recommended). It was so great....we would bounce as high as we could....always looking up....looking down kinda sucked. When we looked up we never knew when we were gonna fall it was great. After a while we laid on the trampoline looking at the clouds(highly recommended)......we saw it all from "the dead bears to Satan".....it was great....inside of my body felt so fresh.......like so much life was present....there was this warm feeling that was cool inside my throat flowing down to my stomach(which re-occurs in flashbacks). My friend wasn't into the clouds as much as me......which still pisses me off to this day. So he sat up took his keys out of his pocket and he kept hitting the button for his car alarm.......just watching the little LED light(we now call it the LSD light). After about a minute he starts prettending it's a gun....and he is trying to shoot me.......I searched for something to shoot him back with. All I could find was a cordless phone. Which I did use. I had to keep turning it on and off so I could get the same effect as the car alarm. During this 'activity' about 10 people showed up at the house, they came outside and were watching us....we had no idea. Finally a friend said hi...scared the shit out of me....I tried to explain what was going on but he had no interest. We eventually stopped and I got my hands on Grimace again. I tried explaing to a friend(who wasn't tripping) how Grimace can melt in my hand......and I would close my hand...open it and at the same time say "come into my world"......and i would ask if he saw Grimaces glow....but of course he didn't....I kept trying and trying but he gave no reaction.......my tripping buddy was taking out the battery for his car alarm....because he swore it didn't work......so like an idiot I put it in my mouth....(WARNING:car alarm transmitter batteries 12 volts...23 amps)"DAMN...that was something" I screamed everyone turned around....All i felt was electricity "waves" running through my face...it was so crazy......I did it again...at least once maybe twice(recommended if you can handle it....try it before you decide to trip...). My friend tried it too....didn't find it as amusing. We spent most the night there, we walked home.....about a 15 minute walk...normally....don't really remember the walk except for a dog which was following us which we swore ws going to bite us. When I got home I just remember laying on my back playing with my Timex Indiglo watch.....wich has a blue green glow......well this night it made the ceiling red...that was weird.......I must have did that for a long time, i still try it when I am not tripping. The last thing about the trip that I remember is finding the remote control, turning on the TV, flipped through the channels and i found God.....he was talking to me...I heard him but, struggled so hard to grasp what he was saying...i just couldn't understand him....and I couldn't even turn it off cause I was so scared of him..that's all I remember.
NEVER! There will never be unity between UTM and CLIT. you sir are wasting your time