listen to this while you think about >tfw no super qt gf that completes you emotionally, sexually, intellectually, and spiritually
every day technology would be very magical to pretty much every human that has lived before us.
i wouldn't be surprised if by the time we're in our 40's, 50's, and beyond that technology might be so far ahead of what we would have expected that its like living in a fictional world.
Ready mix, packet of Smash
6 packs lash
No tone, they're faceless, the mix on sticks
Ibiza's rotten encrusted rocks
Transmit, transmit (transmit)
Plug it in, pre-mixed, all bought it
It's all about the gear
Bleached-hair wanking mates just flown in on the Lear
Private-jet, personal flyer
All Danny, all fucking Dyer
Straights eight quid a packet?
Fuck that, I'm on the baccy mate (transmit)
Where can I find a sissy bf like this in Cornwall lads?
>tfw want kids
>tfw no women will ever have one with me
From this video.
I just found out the girl I'm going on a date with soon has fucked about 30 guys. She told me herself. Dating her would be a complete embarrassment, and making her a fwb would even be a health risk. She's a nice enough person, and I don't want to be cruel with rejecting her. What should I do?
it just seems like its mostly clubbing i.e. shit you can do in your own country except everywhere is more packed and the pills are even worse qulaity, wasn't really worth going for me tbqh.
He was shown a poll saying people are sick off immigration and he got triggered saying the poll was a joke and then started going on about how Britain has massive amounts of interracial breeding.
>mfw a yank implies that Trudeau was behind the crude oil slump near me
Another extract of Peter's autobiography has recently been released, what are your thoughts on it?
>I expected it to be an awkward experience to share a hotel room with Christopher, but I thought he would have at least grown out of the escapades of his youth. I was wrong.
>At half past one he entered the room and turned on the lights, drunk from whiskey and with his arm around a Somali woman. "How does it feel, Peter?" he asked. "First you lost your Empire, and now millions of foreigners are coming in, destroying everything you once held dear, and now your own brother is cuckolding you with one of them."
>He gave her a quick few slaps on the arse before entering her, her voice was soft and it invigorated my libido. I closed my eyes and listened. It was strange… I never thought this would be my life, being cuckolded by my superior brother, but alas here I was. I opened my eyes to watch this devilish act play out. The thrusting was done with no sound or grimace, only the cold dead stare of his eyes into mine. He stared, I stared back, it was a metaphor for our entire relationship in life. Her moans gradually grew louder and louder. I watched as my brother did what I could not. The pleasuring of this woman, it was something I could just not achieve. I knew right then that my brother deserved her more than I ever could. As he finished with her the Somali woman said in her strong Swedish accent, "kiss me Peter". I did just that. I kissed a girl while my brother pleasured her.
>At that moment I knew that my atheistic and quite degenerate brother had defeated me. I was a cuckold. And I was aroused.
This is from his autobiography:
>"One of the most shameful nights of my life was the night my brother brought home Helena. Busty, tight arse, blowjob lips. Everything. Literally everything I dream about every night.
>He fucked her. He fucked her in front of his virgin little brother. In every which way he could, and took his time doing it. His blue eyes staring into mine looked like that of a corpse's.
>Yet at that moment he was experiencing pleasure I knew that I never could.
>At one point she stopped sucking (Complete with the horrendous, loud sound of suction being cut off), and said with the uttermost of venom in her strong Brooklyn accent: "what the fuck is wrong with you"?
>"I don't know .." I replied.
>My admittedly rather well endowed brother then bent her over and took her from behind .. vaginal. The stare continued, a haunting expression of what to this day I still am still not sure what of. Although I do suffer from Asperger's Syndrome, I do believe that even the most emotionally capaple human being would have trouble reading it.
>She screamed and moaned and slowly called his name in a rather erotic manner. It was then that I became aroused, and then it suddenly hit me properly: here I stood, with an erection, watching my atheist degenerate brother enjoying this young maiden. I knew life would never be the same.
I entered the Moroccan Harem with the small, but still present hope that I would finally lose my virginity. I was greeted by six busty Muslim girls with big juicy arses; which I wanted to slap like a crazed gorilla.
Before I knew it they were upon me, rubbing my chest and shoulders. They slowly but surely applied some pressure and and I fell to the floor. I was on my back and each one of these tarts was holding down a specific part of me to ensure I couldn't stand up .. or escape.
Two of the whores removed their clothing, and before I knew it two sets of big, lucious tits then started squirting milk into my mouth. I swallowed every drop, occasionally gargling. I couldn't believe my luck. Still pinned down by four women, the naked couple then walked to each side of my head and squatted. This was the closest to fanny I had ever been in my life.
And then the waterworks broke loose. Torrents of vile, yellow, horrendously smelly piss bathed my face. I tried to scream but only a horrendous gargling sound could escape. I had never been so humiliated. How DARE these vile women do this to me? And I was utterly helpless to do anything ...
Then the finale, after the vile cows had finished urinating, one remained squatted whilst the other stood up, put one leg over my chest, and resumed the squatting position; arse directly above my face. Within 15 seconds a loud gasser came thundering out of her fartclappers. I quickly raised my head and attempted to inhale every odourous whiff I could.
I thought it would end with the fart, but when I saw the brown log pertruding from her big round cheeks I stopped attempting to inhale and quickly moved my head back. I of course tried to run .. this was futile, I was strapped down. Slowly but surely, this big, fat, smelly log fell out of her and landed in my mouth, which was open from screaming at the top of my lungs. I was hoping to get fucked. I had been cucked.
I just don't feel as interested in eating anymore
I also had nightmares after a lot right after stopping and still some now that I think effects my appetite
Been more physically active though and I get real depressed if I haven't exercised
saw some bullshit video on facebook some foreign student faggot posted about the differences between american and british english and it said american say "on the weekend" rather than "at the weekend". is that right? i swear i've heard plenty of americans say at
>why yes maam i do happen to call people mugs when i lash out on the internet
In that case, my point is that people can not be confident in multiculturalism but still vote Labour for a myriad of other reasons
95% anti-multiculturalism doesn't mean 95% UKIP voters
because they're helpless addicts
>Is it weird if I keyed a girl's car just because I saw her smiling and laughing?
Coffee is Americans following the fox and the grapes.
Remember that they loved tea so much that they threw a shit fit when it was taxed higher, rioting and throwing the valuable tea into the harbour as a fuck you to them.
They then started to drink the American produced beverage known as coffee while saying it's not like we liked tea anyway.
>Yanks call him the Chesh-eye-er cat
Business idea: chat a girl up, bring her home, finger her and eat her out for ages, get her absolutely desperate for my cock, then finally put it in and just let out an enormous wee inside her fanny.
>>tfw I will never get to commit a high school shooting
>I wish we had guns like the Americans. When I was in high school I used to daydream about doing it.
Made a date on Thursday lads with a girl from work lads
think I might finally make it
Thinking of becoming a Calvinist
I'll give you £200,000 for a 20% stake in the company.
Business idea: go to a supermarket and put a box of condoms, a bottle of lube and a copy of Attitude magazine in their trollies, under all their other shopping.
Follow them around and when they go to check out and take it out of their trolley, audibly snicker behind their back.
either way its not really funny and only makes late night /int/ just a complete waste
/int/ has become like /pol/ in that its full of off topic apolitical wank and angsty virgins "baiting" each other.
Business idea: stalk and threaten a Pakistani family. Take pictures of their house and follow their kids to school and take pictures of them with crosses over their eyes, throw rocks through their windows, put bacon through their letterbox, write messages in pigs blood. See if you can get them to move out within a month.
>girl swipes right to you on tinder
>she doesn't respond when you message her
YOU REPUGNANT SLUT. I'LL CUT YOU UP, PLAY A BIT WITH YOUR BLOOD.
5 main theological ideas of Calvinism
some people only accept 4 of them or 3
Perseverance of the saints
4 pointers reject Limited Atonement