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Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #32 on: December 17, 2016, 05:41:06 PM »
Are you sure? Daggit uses capital letters and punctuation. You have much to learn.

Going back to this comment for just a second here, if you were 1/3 as smart as me you would understand that capital letters, punctuation and grammar are just rules set upon you by men no different and less fallible than yourself. If you were 1/3 as smart as me you would see the merit in breaking free of your programming. That's why I use grammar or decide to not use it solely at my own discretion. It is nothing but another box that people keep their minds in.


Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #33 on: December 17, 2016, 05:42:49 PM »


I know about Wilhelm Reich he's a good guy from what I understand

Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #34 on: December 17, 2016, 11:33:20 PM »
Try taking a modern Intelligence Quotient examination rather than relying on some random test administered as a child.  Yesterdays genius could be todays dullard.

peace
Hog

Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #35 on: December 17, 2016, 11:53:10 PM »
Jews did 9/11 🤗


Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #37 on: December 18, 2016, 01:06:57 AM »
if you listen very hard

I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #38 on: December 18, 2016, 01:14:38 AM »
When I stare at a womans poop, I cannot explain the feelings I have. Sexual ones. Deep and unrestrainable urges.

She was a 20 year old cashier at the supermarket I worked at. I saw her leave her register one day after lunch and I knew exactly what she was doing. I was filled with dark lustful feelings the likes of which most men can never experience.

I took my 30 minute break and waited at the cafe area for her to leave. It was a slow day. No customers around. I thought to myself who is gonna know if I just stick my head inside the door and take a whiff? Well, a whiff quickly turned into a peek at the scene of the crime. And when I took that peek I was so pleasantly surprised. She didn't flush. No TP in the bowl so frankly I don't know what the hell happened but I didn't care. Today was my lucky day. I had scored a chance to live out my deepest desires and fantasies in a way that no man before might ever have had a chance to do.

I had to walk, extremely briskly, back to my locker and grab some plastic bags I kept in my backpack. Hurriedly I made my way back to the restroom and to my delight, the prize was still in the toilet!

I scooped it up and ran it out to my car. Kept it in the back seat.

It was a super cold winter day so by the time my shift had ended it froze solid. But once I got it home I was able to play with it, smell it, rub it on me and admire it to my hearts content.

I found that the freezing of it actually worked quite well in terms of preserving this magical turd. I didn't want it to simply fall apart, or slowly drip onto the floor and get lost over time, as it's not all the time that I get a chance to **actually score a womans poop**. So I made a regular habit of keeping it in the freezer and then taking it out to play with it whenever I felt the urge.

I'm a little overcome with shame but I would do it again.

It was awkward seeing the woman but thankfully she quit pretty soon thereafter. I always had the weirdest most paranoid sneaking suspicion that somehow she knew or suspected that I had stolen her poop. I know that's insane though

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #39 on: December 18, 2016, 01:18:22 AM »
When I stare at a womans poop, I cannot explain the feelings I have.

Great, let's keep it that way.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #40 on: December 18, 2016, 01:22:04 AM »


Congratulations!!!!  Your post is the most disgusting thing that I've ever read on a forum.  You need help with that disgusting fetish of yours.  Please check yourself into a mental hospital ASAP.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #41 on: December 18, 2016, 01:24:18 AM »
the most disgusting thing that I've ever read on a forum

You actually read that? You've gone soft.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #42 on: December 18, 2016, 01:37:26 AM »
You actually read that? You've gone soft.

lol.  Apparently not as soft as the poop he rubbed all over himself.  Bleech.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #43 on: December 18, 2016, 01:41:08 AM »
lol.  Apparently not as soft as the poop he rubbed all over himself.  Bleech.

The poop I rubbed was hard because it was frozen. If it wasn't frozen it would have been soft and would have melted all over the floor and my body and slowly disapeared. Then it wouldn't be able to be used again.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #44 on: December 18, 2016, 01:42:41 AM »
When I stare at a womans poop, I cannot explain the feelings I have. Sexual ones. Deep and unrestrainable urges.

She was a 20 year old cashier at the supermarket I worked at. I saw her leave her register one day after lunch and I knew exactly what she was doing. I was filled with dark lustful feelings the likes of which most men can never experience.

I took my 30 minute break and waited at the cafe area for her to leave. It was a slow day. No customers around. I thought to myself who is gonna know if I just stick my head inside the door and take a whiff? Well, a whiff quickly turned into a peek at the scene of the crime. And when I took that peek I was so pleasantly surprised. She didn't flush. No TP in the bowl so frankly I don't know what the hell happened but I didn't care. Today was my lucky day. I had scored a chance to live out my deepest desires and fantasies in a way that no man before might ever have had a chance to do.

I had to walk, extremely briskly, back to my locker and grab some plastic bags I kept in my backpack. Hurriedly I made my way back to the restroom and to my delight, the prize was still in the toilet!

I scooped it up and ran it out to my car. Kept it in the back seat.

It was a super cold winter day so by the time my shift had ended it froze solid. But once I got it home I was able to play with it, smell it, rub it on me and admire it to my hearts content.

I found that the freezing of it actually worked quite well in terms of preserving this magical turd. I didn't want it to simply fall apart, or slowly drip onto the floor and get lost over time, as it's not all the time that I get a chance to **actually score a womans poop**. So I made a regular habit of keeping it in the freezer and then taking it out to play with it whenever I felt the urge.

I'm a little overcome with shame but I would do it again.

It was awkward seeing the woman but thankfully she quit pretty soon thereafter. I always had the weirdest most paranoid sneaking suspicion that somehow she knew or suspected that I had stolen her poop. I know that's insane though

A psychiatrist would say that your lathering yourself in poop represents your deep seated desire to become a black man. You hate being white.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #45 on: December 18, 2016, 01:44:52 AM »

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #46 on: December 18, 2016, 01:48:03 AM »

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #47 on: December 18, 2016, 03:01:38 AM »
When I stare at a womans poop, I cannot explain the feelings I have. Sexual ones. Deep and unrestrainable urges.

She was a 20 year old cashier at the supermarket I worked at. I saw her leave her register one day after lunch and I knew exactly what she was doing. I was filled with dark lustful feelings the likes of which most men can never experience.

I took my 30 minute break and waited at the cafe area for her to leave. It was a slow day. No customers around. I thought to myself who is gonna know if I just stick my head inside the door and take a whiff? Well, a whiff quickly turned into a peek at the scene of the crime. And when I took that peek I was so pleasantly surprised. She didn't flush. No TP in the bowl so frankly I don't know what the hell happened but I didn't care. Today was my lucky day. I had scored a chance to live out my deepest desires and fantasies in a way that no man before might ever have had a chance to do.

I had to walk, extremely briskly, back to my locker and grab some plastic bags I kept in my backpack. Hurriedly I made my way back to the restroom and to my delight, the prize was still in the toilet!

I scooped it up and ran it out to my car. Kept it in the back seat.

It was a super cold winter day so by the time my shift had ended it froze solid. But once I got it home I was able to play with it, smell it, rub it on me and admire it to my hearts content.

I found that the freezing of it actually worked quite well in terms of preserving this magical turd. I didn't want it to simply fall apart, or slowly drip onto the floor and get lost over time, as it's not all the time that I get a chance to **actually score a womans poop**. So I made a regular habit of keeping it in the freezer and then taking it out to play with it whenever I felt the urge.

I'm a little overcome with shame but I would do it again.

It was awkward seeing the woman but thankfully she quit pretty soon thereafter. I always had the weirdest most paranoid sneaking suspicion that somehow she knew or suspected that I had stolen her poop. I know that's insane though


Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #48 on: December 18, 2016, 03:08:11 AM »
Great, let's keep it that way.

MV should probably rearrange the post order of this thread to have your warning appear before the OP.

Anyhow, I used to have a friend who worked in an institution for the severely mentally deranged.  You may be surprised to find how many patients would crap and rub it on themselves, the floor, the walls, their bed.  If you have any type of a fixation, I'm sure that they are hiring orderlies at your nearest institution.  You would have access to all the crap you wanted and could have a freezer full in short order.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #49 on: December 18, 2016, 03:14:47 AM »
CTHULHU APPROVES!


Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #50 on: December 18, 2016, 05:22:20 AM »
Wow, you are on a roll!

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #51 on: December 18, 2016, 11:16:41 AM »
MV should probably rearrange the post order of this thread to have your warning appear before the OP.

Anyhow, I used to have a friend who worked in an institution for the severely mentally deranged.  You may be surprised to find how many patients would crap and rub it on themselves, the floor, the walls, their bed.  If you have any type of a fixation, I'm sure that they are hiring orderlies at your nearest institution.  You would have access to all the crap you wanted and could have a freezer full in short order.

Its only the poop of certain women that does it for me

The Cancer of This World Is About To Overwhelm Us All
« Reply #52 on: December 18, 2016, 02:23:46 PM »
A CANCEROUS wind moves in through the trees of life. Brustling their branches, and draining the life from the roots. The cancer at this point has been set in motion to the point where it cannot be stopped. It has metastasized to the spiritual brain, lungs, kidney, livers and hearts of the world. This cancer was born of technology, originally. The great accomplishment of mankind that he could hold above his head and lord over the animals. It started with fire. After the fire was commanded, the human animal no longer needed to be able to withstand the elements. He became weaker, genetically, through the generations. It progressed with agriculture, where we no longer needed to possess superior hunting skills any longer. We know longer needed to be able to venture OUT into the wild, as we learned to tame the wild around us. It continued with the oversocialization of the species. The creation of nation states. Powerful walled in cities. No longer did Man need to defend himself, as he was now part of an immense team. A cadre of brotherhood that would act as one. He lost, at this point, all semblances of personal accountability.

It was the economy that really killed us. The trading of goods of and services. When we no longer needed to be able to perform all of the tasks necessary for survival on our own, we truly lost our claim to strength and individuality.

The invention of the guttenberg press STOLE OUR SOULS! No longer were we able to grow and nurture our own spirituality. The PROPAGANDA of the church and THE POWERS THAT CONTROLLED US suddenly could rule minds the world over!

In our lifetimes, it's been supermarkets that had the most devastating effects. 100 years ago most humans still procured their own food, at least to some small degree, through hunting, foraging or growing. Today, those skills are all but lost.

Cancer is a cell that will not die. The human cell has become a cancer of the whole in that it has unnaturally prolonged its life cycle. It does not die when it is supposed to. In that sense, the term "cancer" is etymologically appropriate. Abandon all hope ye who have entered here, for you are already in hell

Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #53 on: December 18, 2016, 03:11:26 PM »
When I was a kid I took an IQ test...
Now I remember you... Welcome back- good to see you posting again. :)

Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #54 on: December 18, 2016, 03:16:37 PM »
Going back to this comment for just a second here, if you were 1/3 as smart as me you would understand that capital letters, punctuation and grammar are just rules set upon you by men
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Re: I cant deal with being smarter than everyone else any longer
« Reply #55 on: December 18, 2016, 03:21:55 PM »
Jews did 9/11 🤗

I think this is true essentially

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #56 on: December 18, 2016, 04:10:43 PM »
Its only the poop of certain women that does it for me
I understand.  But having the ability to influence the final product has to count for something.  What something colourful for Christmas?  Bring in a blue slurpee for a vibrant green festive log.  Something with a little texture?  Now it's corn night!  And certainly out of the dozens of patients one would have that "je ne sais quoi" that makes it desirable?

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #57 on: December 18, 2016, 04:48:31 PM »
When I stare at a womans poop, I cannot explain the feelings I have. Sexual ones. Deep and unrestrainable urges.

She was a 20 year old cashier at the supermarket I worked at. I saw her leave her register one day after lunch and I knew exactly what she was doing. I was filled with dark lustful feelings the likes of which most men can never experience.

I took my 30 minute break and waited at the cafe area for her to leave. It was a slow day. No customers around. I thought to myself who is gonna know if I just stick my head inside the door and take a whiff? Well, a whiff quickly turned into a peek at the scene of the crime. And when I took that peek I was so pleasantly surprised. She didn't flush. No TP in the bowl so frankly I don't know what the hell happened but I didn't care. Today was my lucky day. I had scored a chance to live out my deepest desires and fantasies in a way that no man before might ever have had a chance to do.

I had to walk, extremely briskly, back to my locker and grab some plastic bags I kept in my backpack. Hurriedly I made my way back to the restroom and to my delight, the prize was still in the toilet!

I scooped it up and ran it out to my car. Kept it in the back seat.

It was a super cold winter day so by the time my shift had ended it froze solid. But once I got it home I was able to play with it, smell it, rub it on me and admire it to my hearts content.

I found that the freezing of it actually worked quite well in terms of preserving this magical turd. I didn't want it to simply fall apart, or slowly drip onto the floor and get lost over time, as it's not all the time that I get a chance to **actually score a womans poop**. So I made a regular habit of keeping it in the freezer and then taking it out to play with it whenever I felt the urge.

I'm a little overcome with shame but I would do it again.

It was awkward seeing the woman but thankfully she quit pretty soon thereafter. I always had the weirdest most paranoid sneaking suspicion that somehow she knew or suspected that I had stolen her poop. I know that's insane though





8/10

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #58 on: December 18, 2016, 05:16:46 PM »
When I stare at a womans poop...
Have you met Kevin the Hubrid?  I think you two may have a lot in common.  Such as needing to lay off drinking Tiger Blood.

Re: I once stole a womans poop
« Reply #59 on: December 18, 2016, 06:26:58 PM »
Its only the poop of certain women that does it for me

How does it feel to be a black man trapped in an inferior white man's body?