(September 10, 2015 at 11:24 am)Whateverist the White Wrote: Oh for crapsake. Goodbye ebony titties. Hello searches for the last ark.
Ever notice when you’re mixing up some Quik?
You stir it until it’s rich and thick
You hate to take that first little sip
‘Cause you know Quik is more than a sip
It’s so rich and thick and chocolaty
But you can’t
Drink it slow
If it’s Quik
So do me no
Slllllp
That’s the saddest sound I know
Guess the little rabbit with the guitar will miss National Geographic, too.
(Note: You did not hear this from me.)
The god who allows children to be raped out of respect for the free will choice of the rapist, but punishes gay men for engaging in mutually consensual sex couldn't possibly be responsible for an intelligently designed universe.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
I may defend your right to free speech, but i won't help you pass out flyers.
Those who can make you believe absurdities, can make you commit atrocities.
--Voltaire
Nietzsche isn't dead. How do I know he lives? He lives in my mind.
