Jesus, but this place has been boring lately. Nothing but a bunch of constricted, leftist, whiney PC assholes- myself included, naturally.

Welcome back weirdo. Hopefully you'll bring some colour with ya'.

Now... can you please re-post your cooking videos to the Youtube so I can get the recipes for your various pickled southern treats?

I think I'll try this later.. I just made pickled eggs yesterday

>> ^peggedbea:
a woman actually had to ask if putting butter and gravy on cornflakes was fattening. WHAT? i think people might know less than youd think about nutrition and exercise.


This is why they should add a nutrition curriculum to schools. Enough people honestly don't know anything about maintaining a proper diet and think that getting pickles on their double cheese burger is a valid alternative to fixing a salad.

Problems not the internet. The problem is fear plane and simple fear. People are scared shitless. They know were all in a pickle and it does not look like were getting out anytime soon. What are they scared of? That there way of life is about to change maybe? People want things to stay the same they were comfortable that way. What they dont realize is that its too late, it was too late years ago. All we can do is wait to see what happens next. Maybe we find a solution? Maybe the country falls apart? Only time will tell. Just my opinion anyway.

Who the took jam out of your collective donuts?

Bunch of pickle-faces.

Lighten up!

>> ^deputydog:
thank fucking christ for some solidarity, even it is too late. i was just spitting blood about this 'song' to my girlfriend the other day. it's a fucking embarrassment for all those somehow involved, and that includes all of us, as fellow human beings.
we should've stopped these talentless motherfuckers before they had a chance to release anything more than a debut album, the quality of which was obviously just at the level needed to ensure the formation of a brainless, loyal fanbase who would, evidently, continue to pay good money for anything and everything these cunts chose to subsequently release.
even the brainwashed victims who buy this current single must, as they listen on loop, faeces smeared on face, be aware of a dull nagging pain at the back of their brains as their entire being attempts to reject the poisonous noise before permanent damage is done, much like a defensive human body rejecting a transplanted lung. the only difference is, that lung had good intentions. this song does not.
it's a fucking disease on the battered face of music, a disease we could've nipped in the bud following early detection. but, as with many unexplainable bands (e.g. nickleback) we were either too embarrassed to talk about it or we thought it'd disappear.
well it fucking didn't. this one's fucking terminal people. the black eyed peas are just getting bigger and bigger and bigger, and one day our brains will just give in to the relentless, monotonous, mindless beat that will eventually riddle our bodies, pickle our brains and cause us to breathe our final breath.
you'd better hope that when you die, that's it. lights out. otherwise this fucking piece of shit song will be playing in your mind for eternity.


Apart from being an appreciator of good honest internet rage, I believe this is pretty much exactly how any person with an IQ equal to or greater than a grapefruit should react.

thank fucking christ for some solidarity, even it is too late. i was just spitting blood about this 'song' to my girlfriend the other day. it's a fucking embarrassment for all those somehow involved, and that includes all of us, as fellow human beings.

we should've stopped these talentless motherfuckers before they had a chance to release anything more than a debut album, the quality of which was obviously just at the level needed to ensure the formation of a brainless, loyal fanbase who would, evidently, continue to pay good money for anything and everything these cunts chose to subsequently release.

even the brainwashed victims who buy this current single must, as they listen on loop, faeces smeared on face, be aware of a dull nagging pain at the back of their brains as their entire being attempts to reject the poisonous noise before permanent damage is done, much like a defensive human body rejecting a transplanted lung. the only difference is, that lung had good intentions. this song does not.

it's a fucking disease on the battered face of music, a disease we could've nipped in the bud following early detection. but, as with many unexplainable bands (e.g. nickleback) we were either too embarrassed to talk about it or we thought it'd disappear.

well it fucking didn't. this one's fucking terminal people. the black eyed peas are just getting bigger and bigger and bigger, and one day our brains will just give in to the relentless, monotonous, mindless beat that will eventually riddle our bodies, pickle our brains and cause us to breathe our final breath.

you'd better hope that when you die, that's it. lights out. otherwise this fucking piece of shit song will be playing in your mind for eternity.

I wish Roy made pickle ice cream.

>> ^NetRunner:
My goodness, three libertarians come out of the woodwork to tell me I'm not allowed to call myself a liberal.
Yes, freedom is about telling other people "you can't have this, it's mine!"


You're allowed to call yourself whatever you want. Choosing to call yourself "liberal" puts you in a pickle though, since the etymology of that word suggests "liberty", something you seem to equate with... what exactly... hoarding resources?

btw, would you say the Statue of Liberty is a "liberal" symbol or a "libertarian" symbol?

Tonight's martinis are gin and pickled onions... same basic recipe as the dirty olive ones, but with the onions. The brine is certainly different, much more... oniony... I definitely like the olive ones better, but these are growing on my as the night goes on...

Gwiz, I think that you misundestood me. I said that CD doesn't always involve breaking the unjust law. Of course it involves breaking the law.

Dgandhi, thank you very much for your thoughts. I agree with you. Yours was just the sort of logical and well-supported response I was seeking when I posted this thread. This is why I take these types of questions to the Sift. So many of you are more knowledgeable than I that I know I'm bound to get some good stuff when I come here with my personally puzzling questions.

Thanks again.

The only thing I want to say is that I barely remember the Iraq war protests. I was only 14 or 15 at the time, but in my memory they seem short-lived and unremarkable. That isn't the fault of the protestors, though. They did their best. Maybe I was just an apathetic teenager,

What are we going to do about this country? It's a pickle.

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Yaaaa... That's a bunch of Transvestites talking about their own "Pickle Surprize," I think this needs a *gay tag - but I stink it's on drugs....

... Are you ready for a Pickle Surprize, because I sure am not!