Oh lord. This guy again?

The hell is wrong with her?! She's not supposed to be telling everybody about the Pleiadians! Oh, Lord Zolktaz is gonna be right pissed at her insolence.

Matt Drudge write that joke for you??

Nope. It's the first thought that popped in my head as I watched the seal make it's break for freedom. I could almost hear the seal thinking, "Oh lord - not THIS guy again..."

@Matthu : Oh lord and lady where do I start with you.

1) The founding fathers wrote The Constitution as a living document. They realized, 234 years ago, that shit changes. Mountains move, rivers redirect their flow, and the prevalence of a thought changes. When they wrote "All men are created equal" they meant, at the time, "All white land owning men are created equal." If you want to go around touting an unreasonable idea that our current or future freedoms are explicitly stated in the document you set yourself up for failure just on that note.

2) Preaching and Prayer are too different things. It's the difference between a fire and brimstone sermon and "As I lay me down to sleep." One would, yes, be happening at Park 51, but not the one you fear.

3) Are most Muslims fundamentalist? No, just as most Christians aren't either. And if you have to say "I could be wrong" 99% of the time you will be. Just a little Pro-Tip for ya.

4) Christianity is mainstream, I will admit this. But I rally against stopping this community center for the same reason you seem to want to ban churches: We have freedom of religion, yet we are acting intolerant of anything that isn't the mainstream. We claim to fight for minorities while at the same time trying to limit them or outright eliminate them.

5) I got new for you: Despite your claims Christianity is still King of Kings in terms of religion. Where do you get 80% by 2050, and what sources to they cite? Please, enlighten me!

6) I am, however, going to agree with you on what is happening to women. But it's not Islam's fault. It's our (men) meat heads, not religion, that is the cause. You see it in America where it's a monumental even to have some position filled by a woman that isn't a sexual one. Islam.is.not.to.blame. We are inherently fucked up as a species, driven both by sapience and instinct.

I posted to my blog earlier my other thoughts on this so I'll just leave that link there .

Oh lord.

He's actually pretty good: http://videosift.com/video/Having-a-bad-day-on-Chat-Roulette
>> ^kymbos:

Oh Lord, this guy has a cd?

Oh Lord, this guy has a cd?

The cuteness...make it stop! oh lord make it stop!

Oh Lord,
Great and Powerful,
Creator of all and from whom all does flow,
I humbly beseech thy greatness and do implore you, oh Lord, to hear my prayer:
Please please please please grant me the power to punch people in the cunt over standard TCP/IP.
(UDP would be fine, too)

Amen.

>> ^kronosposeidon:
I wish we had more people like these. we could create a whole new paradigm for human interaction. I would radically change our senseless consumerism into pursuit of higher standing. Maybe we could start giving back all the shit that we don't need to whoever wants it, free of charge
We have powerful enemies, and they have powerful enemies. If we could create a battle for the powerbrokers to go at it neck and neck, it won't make any difference who wins. We will fill in the gaps with our resources and skills, once the battle is over. We'll fix things the way they've always needing fixing, with no one to stand in our way.
I know it sounds crazy, but the Founding Fathers of this land all drank prodigiously while debating and writing out the Constitution, so it's happened before.
There's some crazy shit brewing in the country right now. Almost nothing would surprise me with the various outcomes being played out in the streets, the courts, the corporate boardrooms, reclusive militias, and a government dead set on keeping it all together. Interesting time to be an American


I only go to work unshaven and high on mushrooms. On lunch I skateboard with several other like-minded corporate sillies and generally act like I own the place.

"Do you work here or are we gonna have to deport you to Santa Ana?"
"Sir, I have a badge and it says STFU."

It's a grand time to be a technocratic hooligan. I'm in love and out of control and everyone who thought I was some hopeless crazy summbitch are wide-eyed silly poops-on-sticks. Oh man, oh man, oh man, OH LORD IT WORKS!!! You know? You don't gotta fit the status quo to fit in and go down and around -- fear when I settle down and raise a family, because FUCK YOU's our slogan, but it's a slogan of love. Since when has "FUCK YOU" been a slogan of love? I know, it's really weird. Honk if you love Cthulhu.

Dee dee dah dee dah

John Brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore.
His mama sure was proud of him!
He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all.
His mama's face broke out all in a grin.

"Oh son, you look so fine, I'm glad you're a son of mine,
You make me proud to know you hold a gun.
Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get,
And we'll put them on the wall when you come home."

As that old train pulled out, John's ma began to shout,
Tellin' ev'ryone in the neighborhood:
"That's my son that's about to go, he's a soldier now, you know."
She made well sure her neighbors understood.

She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile
As she showed them to the people from next door.
And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun,
And these things you called a good old-fashioned war.

Oh! Good old-fashioned war!

Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come.
They ceased to come for about ten months or more.
Then a letter finally came saying, "Go down and meet the train.
Your son's a-coming home from the war."

She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around
But she could not see her soldier son in sight.
But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last,
When she did she could hardly believe her eyes.

Oh his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off
And he wore a metal brace around his waist.
He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know,
While she couldn't even recognize his face!

Oh! Lord! Not even recognize his face.

"Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done.
How is it you come to be this way?"
He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move
And the mother had to turn her face away.

"Don't you remember, Ma, when I went off to war
You thought it was the best thing I could do?
I was on the battleground, you were home . . . acting proud.
You wasn't there standing in my shoes."

"Oh, and I thought when I was there, God, what am I doing here?
I'm a-tryin' to kill somebody or die tryin'.
But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close
And I saw that his face looked just like mine."

Oh! Lord! Just like mine!

"And I couldn't help but think, through the thunder rolling and stink,
That I was just a puppet in a play.
And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke,
And a cannon ball blew my eyes away."

As he turned away to walk, his Ma was still in shock
At seein' the metal brace that helped him stand.
But as he turned to go, he called his mother close
And he dropped his medals down into her hand.

Oh lord. Mouth rape. Upvote.

Oh Lord

Oh lord... that is just horrid... no way i could finish watching that...

It's a damn caterpillar and that is going to wake me nights!

Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

Just one girlie at the tourney and it's kill or be killed.
The Dungeon Master is the bastard known as Pliny the Ill
but I, I could feel it coming through the air that night.
Oh Lord, my sword's out. Jesus, just avert Your eyes.

Took me years to develop these skills.
I'm untouchable thanks to these pills.
The way's paved with knaves that I've horribly slain.
See me coming, better run for those hills. Listen up now.

You got me killing, uh.
You got me blind to feelings.
I crush your face, I take your jewels, you have no way of dealing.

Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

"Mirror mirror, uh, up on the wall, uh,
who's the baddest motherfucker of them all, uh?
Just like Columbus, uh, he get the bloodlust, uh.
Just like Columbus he get murderous on purpose."

You got me hurting, uh.
You got me pulling curtains.
You sucking chili dogs while I go on my crazed berserking.

Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

10s and 20s, what's so funny, fucking 20 10?
Sweet Jesus, please just get me through this. Take me home again.
But I'm all up in the Deathworld, snap.
Rub a bump in the Deathworld, shit.
I'm all heavy with the winnings not to mention all the sinning and I lost it in the Deathworld, crap.

In the Valley of the Shadow a Boobery attacked.
He was the hitman of the girlie, who survived to the last.
She was the cutest necromancer, I ever did see.
I almost wished myself to die so she could win the whole thing, but

Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.
Be aggressive, B-E aggressive.

*promote