This post is by our guest speaker, Bugs.
I am in no way responsible for the following crap.
I am absolved from any broken bones, arrests, or stampeding buffaloes...
...that this post causes. (somehow)
Bugs
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Pornography is a boon to mankind.. but womankind says otherwise.
Ever wondered why one gender's pubic hair is called a bush?
The other gender has trunks.
Actually, they're called coconut trees. Upside down. Whatever.
My bird of prey preys on birds of prey.
If you're not gonna enjoy your dinner...I'll enjoy it.
Stupidity is the absence of intelligence.
Retardity is the acknowledgement of stupidity.
Therefore, we of United Stupidity are retards.
I don't know what I said.
But I know I just said it.
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Ok it's back to J0HnA55.
I think.
That was freakin' genius. He came up with those in one hour.
I think.
Hmm...I know someone with multiple personality disorder.
That isn't me.
I think.
I'm doing a lot of thinking now.
How is that possible?
That's heresy!
I should, uh...exile myself!
Ok. I'm exiled. For 1 minute.
In the meantime, let me attempt some deeper thought.
Retardity is the path.
Can the path be seen?
Seek retardity, and you are far from it.
Without observation, how can one know they are retarded?
Retardity cannot be seen, nor can it be unseen.
Intelligence is delusion; sanity is nonsensical.
Your path is retardity. Name it, and it vanishes.
...wait. That ain't right.
I just named it. But I'm still retarded, ain't I?
and who said Zen Koans were smart.
By the way, if fibre cleans your intestines,
Does moral fibre clean your brain? I guess not.
But the fibre leaves your body through your ass.
So how does moral fibre leave? Through retardity!
I'm smarter than a Zen Koan!
I think.
...and I'm back.
Some things don't change.
I believe we have wasted a couple of minutes of your life.
..some things don't change
[J0HnA55]
Wasting your time since 2007.
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25.11.09
Words of Wisdom
Posted by United Stupidity at 8:00 PM
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