Haha, t'was a merry laugh indeed gentlemen. I see you too have managed to ascertain the humourosity of taking things to the next level, if you will, the meta level. Meta is something that can only be appreciated by minds of a certain size and inclination, such as our own, and I am indeed overjoyed that you have thus chosen to share a good, intelligent observation with the community at large - or at least, those with the superior intelligence needed to grasp it.
The pleasure I feel from you merry gentlemen is indeed not entirely unlike the pleasure I derive from having a velvet fedora graze upon my brow.
this image is a fucking mess
who the fuck puts something like this together and thinks "yeah, this is good"
then to top it all off they had to plaster le epic reaction images all over the god damn thing, holy shit i'm mad
>implying transexuals aren't mentally ill
people need to stop this
I couldn't care less about people wanting to do things to their own body, but there is no way it is not a mental illness
>at Books-A-Million because I got a gift certificate
>it's located at a busy mall here that gets a lot of foot traffic
>as I'm perusing the finest literature known to untermensch man I am approached by an employee
>"Sir," she says, "can I help you with anything?"
>I move my trilby (NOT FEDORA, PLEBEIANS) out of the way of my eyes (it's a little big for me), I stare her straight in her ravishing hazel orbs
>"DAVID FOSTER WALLACE," I holler.
>she recoils in fear, my words clearly too advanced for her.
>I lower myself to her level of intellect
>"DAVEY FOSTY WALLY"
>she not only looks fearful but now confused
>I bellow "DAVEY FOSTY WALLY" several more times as other browsers of the store look on in a mix of horror and curiosity
>"Sir, I'm going to have to ask you to leave..." she spits out like a snake hawking venom
>"DAVEY FOSTY WALLY" I continue to yell as I walk to my mother's parked car from when I told her to wait for me
>with a final scream of "DAVEY FOSTY WALLY" I open the door and get in
>"find anything good, honey?" my mom inquires
>"no," my face a mask of disappointment
>"let's go to Chick-Fil-A then, we'll get some tenders."
>I smile slightly, thinking about the succulent breading and tender white meat I'll soon be enjoying
I'm really, really happy everyone follows the stupid /v/ retard guide of doing images like this. It's so clear and concise on telling me exactly what I need to laugh at sort of like a laugh track on a television show. Thank God that they have singled out every hilarious and uproarious image and significant bit of text.
My mind is like that of a child (the only beings that could receive any sort of enjoyment from flashing lights and pressing buttons) and I am happy that 4chan now caters to me.
Me too, even today I sometimes search for dirty words on the Advanced English Dictionary (app for Windows) and I get hard. Sometimes the suggestion of lewdness is more erotic than seeing people have sex in porn.
Related, though not entirely /lit/
>i wish i was at home working on my postmodern novella
>schopenhauer would retract everything he said about aesthetics if he heard this shit music
>tfw not on psychedelics
>i wish i was in bed drowning my sorrows with wine contemplating suicide
>i wish i had sleeping pills to OD on right now
>And now imagine uh... there's a picture of a guy- well, actually there's several guys, one of them is shorter than the other ones. I guess that's true by definition, shit wait well, one of them is QUITE short
>not like medically short just markedly shorter than the others. It's possible that the rest of them are just unusually tall, but from the scenery I think it's more likely the one guy is short.
>none of this is the point, really. so okay -
Fresh OC straight from Amazon.
Most of of the covers that guy made are pure jokes.
>purest agony would surely follow
>I must admit your physique is grand
My name is David Cameron Casy, Katie’s fiancee, and I hate every single one of you. All of you are pseudointellectual, illiterate, plebians who spend every second of their day looking at stupid ass words. You are everything pretentious in this world. Honestly, have any of you ever done a book review? I mean, I guess it’s fun making fun of dilettantes who read YA because they don’t deserve to live, but you all take to a whole new level by attacking a vestal virgin who loves classical literature, and STICHING! This is even worse than jerking off to pictures on astrologically themed tumblrs.
Don’t be a Camusian stranger. Just hit me with your best shot, like HemMingday did. I’m pretty much patrician. I was he captain my captain of the poetry team, and starter on my Greeks. What languages do you speak, other than “new sincerity meme speak”? I also get straight A’s, and have a banging hot virginal fiancee with a fully intact hymen (she just blew me and swallowed like all reading girls do; Shit was SO cash). You are all plebs who should just kill yourselves. Thanks for listening.
Pic Related: It’s me and my bitch
No, I think he means the "pulley problem". It refers to the dilemma put upon man when he must decide between pulling an exceptionally handsome man's dick or pulling the dicks of five men of average complexion.
yeah, I like going to /x/ for spooky picture though.
Deep sea threads have some cool stuff too, but you can't take the stuff people write seriously
Are there any books which artistically/poetically depict the act of shitting?
Shit has unfortunately become a very pertinent topic in my life recently.
Sunset found her squatting in the grass, groaning. Every stool was looser than the one before, and smelled fouler. By the time the moon came up she was shitting brown water. The more she drank, the more she shat, but the more she shat, the thirstier she grew, and her thirst sent her crawling to the stream to suck up more water.
It's Aristotle and Homer :) It's talking of course about Aristotle'stheory about how if you wennt into a cave you would want to get out. Don't worry if you didn't get it, the work can only reaally be appreciated by scholars of the classics like myself. :^*
So did I when I was younger. First with words in my native tong, then in English when I started having lessons, and later in French. When I was in uni, I did the same for German. Even nowadays, I still open the dictionaries looking for the naughty words. It's strange but I like it a lot.
I keep seeing this, and even though I already have C&P, I want to just buy this and have it at the end of a shelf, half obscured by a bookend, and have people wonder what the fuck it is.
>Baneposting enters its fourth calendar year
I've never laughed harder than at that fucking GermanWings crash.
Baneposting is dying though
people predicted snokeposting would surpass it, but i haven't seen any for a while
i actually own this disgusting abomination of a cover