SlappyKincaid

oh fackin ell I'm way too drunk to figure that out even for internet penis measuring contest its there somewhere though

I don't remember how to manipulate the wayback machine anymore, and also i believe i read an article about it getting cucked by corporate copywrite bullshit somehow but unrelated to that I'm drunk and stupid but i need to measure my internet penis, someone halp. Pretty sure it was 03 or 04. Might have been Grayfox1 in November 03 and grayfox01 in 04 but that was literally centuries ago

Where's the lie I guess where WAS the lie since it died horribly of AIDS in a tragic blimp accident

Help computer

Ironically I'd not played a metal gear solid game yet, but i would eventually come to understand Pat, go find a screenshot on the wayback machine, I'm pretty sure it might have been November 03 or 04 I'm too old and weak, and drunk

It wasn't that name though, I liked the X-files at the time and idk why "gray", i think because i was boring at the time and also like 14

No u Wait a minute

I'm here for historical accuracy

Grayfox1 and then i forgot the password so Grayfox01, someone would have to look it up but it was 2004 if not 2003. I think 2004. Not trying to suck my own dick, but maybe a little bit

http://homeguides.sfgate.com/plants-should-not-planted-next-watermelons-56374.html https://www.burpee.com/gardenadvicecenter/vegetables/watermelons/all-about-watermelons/article10022.html

I learned from a food show on netflix that watermelons are the sluts of the plant world and can and will crossbreed with anything resembling a squash or melon type plant, like KN said. So just an fyi that your melons are likely to be .... strange although looking for information to post here is telling me otherwise, so I don't know what to believe anymore

Dicks out for Harambe

Serious answer: No. They barely have a "brain". They are a stomach with eyes and flippers.

he has feelings of inadequacy that manifest as whatever the fuck he thinks when he posts

They have sensations. In that they can sense things.

whys simba gotta fight his dead dad? thats fucked up

heres the thing, my theme song is this:

One can only hope that they kill themselves before they shoot up a school or whatever.

Awake, unfazed Morning light tells of the dawning day Just like any other day Brush off sleep’s touch Clear midnight's haze There’s nothing extraordinary here A flaccid world, unfit, unclear Desperate for something more Something more than getting by Empty faces on the sidewalk Listless and limping to a lie Of a bright and pleasant future Of a blue and cloudless sky A phantom whisper sounds deceiving It brings with it the question “why?” We work until we are unable Then locked away until we die But then it happened Everything changed in but an instant A violent burst of brilliant colour Somehow close and somehow distant From a whisper To a scream To a hoarse, distorted laugh There is no hope of restitution There is no ever going back In dreamless sleep One ponders death Hold back the fleeting final breath Knuckle white, slipping grip Jaw clenched tight, and quivering lip This cannot happen This cannot be Escape a life of anonymity To be a drop into the sea, a drop into the sea Whose ripple turns to tidal wave That sweeps the shores it once forgave But crashing down upon the shore The sea is silent evermore Awake, unfazed Morning light tells of the dawning day Just like any day. Brush off sleep’s touch Clear midnight's haze There’s nothing extraordinary here A flaccid world, unfit, unclear Desperate for something more Something more than getting by There’s got to be something more than this It sounds so deceiving Begging the question “why?” Begging the question “why?” Why do we work until we are unable? Why do we work until we die? Why do we work until we are unable? Why, why, why do we work, why do we work until we die? (A drop into the sea Whose ripple turns to tidal wave, And sweeps the shores it once forgave) The Sun, the Moon, the Earth Conversed and agreed The people of the world must pay for its atrophy But crashing down upon the shore The sea is silenced evermore Evermore… But then it happened Everything changed in but an instance A violent burst of brilliant color Somehow close and somehow distance [4x] The sun, the moon, the Earth Conversed and agreed The people of the world must pay for its atrophy (What unknown face now breaks the silence?) (What tipping force disturbs the balance?) (Swift and sober, comes a voice, offering a bitter choice)

Can you hear the war-cry? The adrenaline bursts through the riverbanks Welcome to the skirmish (I can’t feel my legs) Give me morphine Give me morphine Give me more! No doubt This is a tragedy for all (But it ain't over yet) Head's up and thank fuck you're still alive! There’s still air in my lungs Still blood in my veins (We’re part of the last garrison) Still Alive There’s still air in my lungs Still blood in my veins (We’re part of the last garrison) I wanna lie here and soak up the sun But do not alight here, you cannot outrun “This could be the end” he said, “the end my child” So I made good use of my face and I smiled Can you hear the war-cry? The epinephrine plows through the barriers Welcome to the skirmish (I can’t feel my arms!) Give me opium Give me opium Give me help! No doubt This is a tragedy for all (But it ain't over yet) Head's up and thank fuck you're still alive! There’s still air in my lungs Still blood in my veins (We’re part of the last garrison) Still Alive There’s still air in my lungs Still blood in my veins (We’re part of the last garrison) I wanna lie here and soak up the sun But do not alight here, you cannot outrun “This could be the end” he said, “the end my child” So I made good use of my face and I smiled Let’s toast to the fact we got this far [x2] The adrenaline bursts through the riverbanks (Welcome to the skirmish) The epinephrine plows through the barriers (Welcome to the skirmish) [x2] Head's up and thank fuck you're still alive! There’s still air in my lungs Still blood in my veins (We’re part of the last garrison) Still Alive There’s still air in my lungs Still blood in my veins We’re part of the last garrison Yeah, you're still alive!

More of "The Browning" because they speak for us all This will end in violence This will end in violence You spread your hate around the world To try and make things worse You have been blinded by the screens Humanity has been cursed Your ignorance will make us burn To the ground Violence Will make us drown You're lost You can't see They let you see what they want you to be You're lost Obsessed With yourself This will end in violence This will end in violence Your ignorance will make us burn To the ground Violence Will make us drown You're lost Obsessed Your force fed views are meaningless Your mind is so weak I can't stand to hear you speak Spineless