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| Date Signed Up: | 11/27/2011 |
| Last Login: | 1/13/2016 |
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| Comment Ranking: | #14113 |
| Highest Content Rank: | #5782 |
| Highest Comment Rank: | #7915 |
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| Content Level Progress: | 0% (0/5) Level 1 Content: New Here → Level 2 Content: New Here |
| Comment Level Progress: | 60% (6/10) Level 134 Comments: Respected Member Of Famiry → Level 135 Comments: Respected Member Of Famiry |
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| Total Comments Made: | 152 |
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| #48 - Way I figure it, them crazy japs have always been that way: in… | 01/11/2016 on /a/non on learning Japanese | 0 |
| #85 - Also, Hamlet, 'Hamlet' [+] (1 new reply) | 01/04/2016 on The Game | +3 |
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chokebee (01/04/2016) [-] Oh, that this too, too sullied flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God, God! How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on ’t, ah fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed. Things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this. But two months dead—nay, not so much, not two. So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr. So loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly.—Heaven and earth, Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on, and yet, within a month— Let me not think on ’t. Frailty, thy name is woman!— A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she followed my poor father’s body, Like Niobe, all tears. Why she, even she— O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason Would have mourned longer!—married with my uncle, My father’s brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules. Within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing in her gallèd eyes, She married. O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! It is not nor it cannot come to good, But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue. Yup, right there at the beginning. | ||
| #39 - Possibly Circularly Paradoxical Abortion? | 12/31/2015 on From the future | +6 |
| #80 - In the same way that drinking your own piss is considered free… | 12/13/2015 on the goddamn truth | +10 |
| #452 - Your penis is the size of your thumbnail. that the small… | 11/27/2015 on Roastme | 0 |
| #451 - It looks like someone cooked spaghetti, threw it in a fireplac… [+] (1 new reply) | 11/27/2015 on Roastme | 0 |
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| #184 - Stone tha ****** crows, Id throw rocks at magpies in he… | 11/24/2015 on aussie | -1 |
| #182 - Oi oi oi | 11/24/2015 on aussie | 0 |
| #1 - Well, that was a sad ending. RIP [+] (2 new replies) | 10/28/2015 on My hero | +5 |
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| #109 - Actually, there's two kinds of Peter Pan syndrome, and im not… | 10/08/2015 on Pan looks like a good movie | 0 |
