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Caught in his own BS

15:00 May 30 2013
Times Read: 546


Caught in his own Bull Shit.



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And yet you will not block me, you are full of inconsistencies, I must admit your games intrigue me?

What are you really up to Master Dabbler?

Mmmm food for thought, by the way I do agree some posts are weird, actually the are beyond me to.

The most come true, what you really thought "I" wrote that weird gibberish?

Uh uh, ask Oceanne she once realized it was no longer me on the line.

What does this mean? I have a few guesses but am here to ask that question? Best answer, honestly, The Green Knight is AWAKE, n he isn,t of this world. Sleep Tight. :)



On 14:56:28 May 27 2013 (-0 GMT) dabbler wrote:



Indeed I am a danger to you personally, you obviously are compelled to persist in your crusade against my denouncing you, and your wonky drivel. You pretend to be privy to fringe knowledge, yet you can't even present anything with any degree of articulation, no one understands a thing you post.. and not because it is "to deep" but because it is actually gibberish, and gobbledygook. Take note your Delta post was closed without receiving a single reply.. and we are on a site where people already have fringe beliefs, and are open minded.. so what does that hint at when those same people ignore you? Let me be clear here.. I am done talking with you. You are an unstable person intent on creating instability in others. It is very obvious, you have a lame agenda. I will not block you, but I do not want to receive anymore messages from you, I will not waste any more time, or attention on you, because it is obvious you get your jollies off confrontation. Fuck off.. and Fuck Off!


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Insight into Infomercials

09:34 May 29 2013
Times Read: 570


Insight into the potential mechanics of infomercials, as well as an example of how people can be manipulated into promoting deception. As well as being manipulated into relaxing, or suspending their scruples.











And... another example, that is a bit more satirical.







I think this demonstrates the concept of group think, and flock mentality.




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captainglobehead
captainglobehead
14:44 May 29 2013

I loved the "five easy payments of only $39.99" he sneaked in there during the applause and cheering.





 

Turn About is Fair Play

02:35 May 29 2013
Times Read: 573


Turn About is Fair Play




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Had to share.

22:52 May 20 2013
Times Read: 593


Had To Share this, What would happen if Oxygen stopped for 5 seconds?




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BLOODLIFE
BLOODLIFE
23:25 May 20 2013

Great link.





PandorasBx
PandorasBx
00:15 May 21 2013

Damn, I'm stealing this for FB.





 

Definitly not for True Believers

20:46 May 18 2013
Times Read: 618


Definitely Not For True Believers; View at your own risk.




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Role Playa'

15:14 May 18 2013
Times Read: 626


An opportunity, and alternative to reading Vlads journal and paying attention to the little boy.

Role Playa'. The Journal Entry Below This One Is By A Role Playa, and not very delusional role playa' at that!



So if you, dear reader, wish to leave a comment (which Vlad may be curious to read) then feel free to leave one here.





Coven Of the Mystical Blood Moon Is UNDER SIEGE And Burning

09:47:08 - May 18 2013

Times Read: 6





"By the gods of Olympus!" Vlad exclaimed.



"With each frontal assault and siege we doth lose more and more fighters and it doth pain my Treasury to purchase more mercenaries and recruit the few brave souls that exist to take up the cause of righteousness and defeat the nefarious coven system." The Dark Lord pined.



"My Lord, as you see it so shall we overcome..." Marduk said in a conciliating tone.



"Indeed." Vlad continued.



"We must find other less costly ways of carrying on the fight. If we cannot crash through the front door of the covens then perhaps we shall try the back door. I am not loath to try the back door if properly perfumed and prepared for my flesh assault." The Dark Lord mused.



"So it has been legend of your back door conquests by the fair maidens of this land M'Lord." Marduk stated biting his lip.



"Yes Marduk." Vlad continued on obliviously.



"We may also seek one from a coven who is disgruntled and disillusioned or supply a double agent from our forces who will state their open disaffection to our cause while keeping an allegiance to the ARMY OF DARKNESS and myself, Supreme Leader Vladvampirelord." Vlad elaborated.



"As always your wisdom is beyond reproach M'Lord." Marduk commented obediently.



"If all else fails we can always send one of our fighters in under an assumed name or use a honey pot trap and ensnare a vain, elderly, senile man who thinks he is wise with a young wench who will then sift him for information and pass unnoticed within the coven hierarchy reporting back to us time to time." Vlad strategized.



"Your wisdom and war skill is not of this world M'Lord." Marduk stated approvingly.



"Yes Marduk what you say is true." The Dark Lord said with a smile.



"Or we can just siege those fuckers and attack, enslave, and impale ever last one of those prissy bastards." Vlad concluded with a flourish.



"Of course M'Lord. We can do that as well. As you see fit." Marduk acquiesed.



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ThothLestat
ThothLestat
17:06 May 19 2013

*rolls eyes*



oh, brother.





 

Inspired By Poison Ivy

03:16 May 14 2013
Times Read: 642


Inspired By Poison Ivy




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NellMorgan
NellMorgan
03:23 May 14 2013

Got to love Python.



Spam spam spam spam





xxxPoisonIvyxxx
xxxPoisonIvyxxx
03:41 May 14 2013

LMAO!!! Thanks dab!





 

Quote

23:44 May 12 2013
Times Read: 652


Protect me from knowing what I don't need to know. Protect me from even knowing that there are things to know that I don't know. Protect me from knowing that I decided not to know about the things that I decided not to know about. Amen. ~Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless





Lord, lord, lord. Protect me from the consequences of the above prayer. ~Douglas Adams, Mostly Harmless


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NellMorgan
NellMorgan
03:23 May 14 2013

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Stranded

06:36 May 12 2013
Times Read: 661




Stranded



There was this male engineer, on a cruise ship in the Caribbean for the first time. It was wonderful, the experience of his life.



A hurricane came up unexpectedly. The ship went down almost instantly.



The man found himself, he knew not how, swept up on the shore of an island. There was nothing else anywhere to be seen. No person, no supplies, nothing. The man looked around. There were some bananas and coconuts, but that was it. He was desperate, and forlorn, but decided to make the best of it. So for the next four months he ate bananas, drank coconut juice and mostly looked to the sea mightily for a ship to come to his rescue.



One day, as he was lying on the beech stroking his beard and looking for a ship, he spotted movement out of the corner of his eye. Could it be true, was it a ship? No, from around the corner of the island came this rowboat. In it was the most gorgeous woman he had ever seen, or at least seen in 4 months. She was tall, tanned, and her blond hair flowing in the sea breeze gave her an almost ethereal quality. She spotted him also as he was waving and yelling and screaming to get her attention. She rowed her boat towards him.



In disbelief, he asked, "Where did you come from? How did you get here"?



She said, "I rowed from the other side of the island. I landed on this island when my cruise ship sank."



"Amazing", he said, "I didn't know anyone else had survived. How many of you are there? Where, did you get the rowboat? You must have been really lucky to have a rowboat wash-up with you?"



"It is only me", she said, "and the rowboat didn't wash up, nothing else did."



"Well then", said the man, "how did you get the rowboat?"



"I made the rowboat out of raw material that I found on the island," replied the woman (who was a mechanical engineer). "The oars were whittled from Gum tree branches, I wove the bottom from Palm branches, and the sides and stern came from a Eucalyptus tree".



"But, but," asked the man, "what about tools and hardware, how did you do that?"



"Oh, no problem," replied the woman (who was also a geologist), "on the south side of the island there is a very unusual stratum of alluvial rock exposed."



" I found that if I fired it to a certain temperature in my kiln, it melted into forgeable ductile iron," said the woman (who was also an accomplished metallurgist). "I used that for tools, and used the tools to make the hardware. But, enough of that," she said. "Where do you live?"



At last the man was forced to confess that he had been sleeping on the beach.



"Well, let's row over to my place,"she said. So they both got into the rowboat and left for her side of island.



The woman (who was also a bodybuilder) easily rowed them around to a wharf that led to the approach to her place. She tied up the rowboat with a beautifully woven hemp rope. They walked up a stone walk and around a Palm tree, there stood an exquisite bungalow painted in blue and white (she was also a civil engineer and an architect).



"It's not much, " she said, "but I call it home. Sit down, please, would you like to have a drink?"



"No," said the man, "one more coconut juice and I will puke."



"It won't be coconut juice," said the woman (who was, of course, also a chemical engineer, experienced in brewing and distillation), "I have a still, how about a Pina Colada?"



Trying to hide his continued amazement, the man accepted, and they sat down on her couch to talk.



After a while, and they had exchanged their stories, the woman asked, "Tell me, have you always had a beard?"



"No", the man replied, "I was clean shaven all of my life, and even on the cruise ship".



"Well if you would like to shave, there is a man's razor upstairs in the cabinet in the bathroom." So, the man, no longer questioning anything, went upstairs to the bath room. There in the cabinet was a razor made from a bone handle, two shells honed to a hollow ground edge were fastened on to its end inside of a swivel mechanism (as you've probably guessed, she had a degree in Industrial Design as well). The man shaved, showered and went back downstairs.



"You look great," said the woman, "I think I will go up and slip into something more comfortable." So she did.



And, the man continued to sip his Pina Colada. After a short time, the woman returned wearing fig leaves strategically positioned, and smelling faintly of gardenia.



"Tell me," she said, "we have both been out here for a very long time with no companionship. You know what I mean. Have you been lonely, is there anything that you really miss? Something that all men and woman need. Something that it would be really nice to have right now?"



"Yes there is," the man replied, as he moved closer to the woman while fixing a winsome gaze upon her, "Tell me.... Can I check my email from here?"

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A little history for sale.

00:13 May 09 2013
Times Read: 673


If you happen to have a spare $850.000 you could buy some vinyl.



Mark David Chapman's Signed John Lennon Album Up For Sale



The album John Lennon autographed for his killer Mark David Chapman on the day he was murdered is up for sale. The current owner has decided to sell the signed Double Fantasy record for a staggering $850,000 after receiving death threats since purchasing the LP.



Autograph dealer Gary Zimet tells the New York Post's Page Six column, "The album is the most extraordinary artifact in rock 'n' roll history. It has Lennon's signature on the cover and Chapman's forensically enhanced finger prints on the sleeve. There are evidence markings from the NYPD. I originally sold it in 1999, but it has come back up for resale. The current owner doesn't want to be named because he received death threats."



The rocker signed the record for Chapman outside his New York City apartment building on December 8th, 1980. He was shot dead by Chapman when he returned five hours later.



The album was later discovered near the murder scene by a maintenance man and handed over to cops.





I don't think I'm a celebrity. A chimpanzee could have done what I did.

Mark David Chapman


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NellMorgan
NellMorgan
00:25 May 09 2013

The death of Lennon was a huge loss to the music community. How ungrateful was his killer. John signed a album for him and repays him in the worst way.





 

23:50 May 08 2013
Times Read: 681


"Life should not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside in a cloud of smoke, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, and loudly proclaiming "Wow! What a Ride!"



Hunter S. Thompson


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tr1n1ty01
tr1n1ty01
23:57 May 08 2013

Hellz yeah!





XbluesandX
XbluesandX
21:01 May 12 2013

Agreed. :)





 

Hi, I'm Vlad

02:01 May 07 2013
Times Read: 685


Hi,

I'm Vlad... please please please read my pathetic journals.. I need the attention Really bad, so bad I keep propagating the same old material without variation!


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