It's June 16, 2024, 03:25:58 PM
“We hate everything! Everything sucks!” ~ Americans on Hate “We hate everything American! Everything American sucks!” ~ Haters on America “Everyone hates me!” ~ You on Everyone “Everyone hates you!” ~ Everyone on You “I hate Alex” ~ DC on Hate “Yeah well I hate your mom” ~ Alex on Hate “Don't hate, appreciate!” ~ Hippies on Hate “In Soviet Russia, everyone hates YOU!!” ~ Russian Reversal on Hate “I just wanted to share with you a few things I hate. I hate everyone here, I hate everyone who isn't here, I hate everyone who is currently breathing, I hate people who aren't currently breathing. I hate everyone who's had a face, anyone who has ever had a dog, anyone who has ever had a cat, anyone who has ever worn cloths, everyone who hasn't worn cloths, anyone who's ever been in existence: I hate them. In fact, I hate you, while you're reading this paragraph with your fattening snacks and your tiny little cold soda that you just got out of your cheap, ancient refrigerator that’s located in your mom's basement where you live because you're an obese, unattractive thirty-five year old. I want you to think about this: how I hate you so freaking much that... I FUCKING HATE YOU. I know what I'll do, I'll kill you, I'll kill your family, I'll kill everyone you've ever loved, I'll kill EVERYONE, including people who shouldn't even be dead. I'll bring them back to life and kill them. I hate you.” ~ Dark Lord Kageryushin on Hate Hate is one of the little joys in life which is still not taxed, or made more cheaply by slave labor in Chinese sweat-shops.[edit] A "Brief" History Of The Origins of HateHate is sponsored by Saddam Industries, the family companyHate is sponsored by Saddam Industries, the family companyOnce upon a time deep in the happy forest, beyond the nectar falls, past the gumdrop houses, and down in sweety valley there lived a kind old gnome who grew the most delicious candied carrots that ever could be grown. Well one day Finkle the Rabbit and his friends sniffed out the succulent scent of these delicious orange delicacies, and helped themselves to their fill of candied carrots.Late in the day when the Gnome, Gnomey G. Gnomestein returned from town from a long day of shopping for women's undergarments for purposes he would rather not discuss, he was dismayed to find his carrot patch decimated. 'Oh me oh my! Who would eat all my candied carrots that took a whole season to grow?!? Ah, Woe is me.''Woe is you is right, you selfish motherfucker. Damn straight we got our eat on with your carrots, how you like me now bitch?' Yelled Finkle the Rabbit, a regular rotten young rigger of a rabbit. Then they gave Gnomey the middle digit and ran off. Gnomey did not know what do do, he had never had anyone steal from him before, as he was quite generous, and being called selfish stunned him.And since the anger grew in him and he could not catch the rabbits to punish them, his sadness turned to anger, and retribution thwarted, his anger turned into a new feeling; murderous rage. Not only had they stolen from him, they had taunted, humiliated and snickered at him, then ran away like cowards. This caused the core of his being to light up like a white hot poker, in a way he had not way to describe. In his rantings to relieve himself of the anger (As Gnomes should never be angry) he screamed gibberish of which one word was hate.Hate was the word he and the world would from now on use.He then went inside and tuned up his crossbow with the poison bolts, hoping soon to skewer a young rabbit in the face.To be continued...[edit] But wait! There's more to come...Bogus pseudo-scientist's and alternative spiritual guru's predict, in the future hate technology will advance to the point where we will be able to power automobiles, lawnmowers and vibrators with the sheer power of hatred. Sith Lords will be paid handsomely to sit in power plants and just think about that guy who AWP'ed him on Counterstrike.In addition, we will be using the worlds surplus hate to export to help feed the Martian-masses on Mars. Actually I meant grapes, but I am not strong in the area of speling. Or in fruit-lore or astrology. Or in anythin', foh'rÂt's matter.
Lol, u take it all too personally, we don't even know you as a person, u need to chill!
dorks from the UK trying to talk about rap hahahahah good luck pussys
this board is full of haters... dorks from the UK trying to talk about rap hahahahah good luck pussys
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