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[ilbastardoh]

Take your stupid cult like religion and shove it up your ass with diahreah laden tissues. Then go drink affordable kool-aid(tm) immitation, cherry of course, and pour some amonia and dish detergent in there.

ps. Praise Bob

[LostCause]

Bob Dobbs lives.

Cheers,

Lost

Save yourselves pinks.

Slack.

I'm not sure that any of you are really getting any slack here, or something. It's all right here! Just click on the above link. Or send some money. Any old amount that's enough to cover postage. Or something that's cool enough to allow me to cover postage for you. Like a nice pen or if you send a postcard with a picture I like. I like landscapes mostly. Just send your money to:

Slack Industries

Unit 6827 - 367 Church St.

North Adams, MA 01247

Send now to get your very own slack, or something, or kill me.

" There are two types of people in this world, those who think there are two types of people, and the other kind.. but then, there is me"

J.R. "Bob" Dobbs at his mail fraud trial

You gotta admire the shameless for profit religions like The Subgenius. Do they still claim the world is going to end on July 5th, at 7:00 am, in 1997, or I mean 1998, or um 1999, ect?

Just remember to de-beak those prarie squid. Ouch!

It is apparent you have little slack. I suggest seeing a quack. Do the salute several more times to get more slack. Then slap a stamp on some slack to the address above and an ex-potential amount of slack will be refurbished.

No. Seriously.

[ilbastardoh]

You have no slack you pathological pre-set trail explorer. The ones with true slack, have stupidity so advanced that they can mr.magoo it through life. You're here trying to get rich..pshaw. If you had slack you wouldn't even try, but you'd still get rich.

quote:Originally posted by ilbastardoh:

You have no slack you pathological pre-set trail explorer. The ones with true slack, have stupidity so advanced that they can mr.magoo it through life. You're here trying to get rich..pshaw. If you had slack you wouldn't even try, but you'd still get rich.

What exactly did you think Bob was about? It is about cashing in on the pinks who want slack, but shall never acheive it. It is about laughing while we have boughten our seat on the ship in advance, as the slackless pinks scramble to make a deal.

Yes, my friends, it is about cashing in on the pinks, so sayeth the bleeding head of Arnold Palmer.

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WE WANT HEAD!

[ilbastardoh]

quote:Originally posted by BD w/ Kung-Fu Grip:

What exactly did you think Bob was about? It is about cashing in on the pinks who want slack, but shall never acheive it. It is about laughing while we have boughten our seat on the ship in advance, as the slackless pinks scramble to make a deal.

Yes, my friends, it is about cashing in on the pinks, so sayeth the bleeding head of Arnold Palmer.

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WE WANT HEAD!

Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow, wow.

The bold and brave Bongmano rescues his post from between two posts about Jew hating. He posts:

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http:../en/religion/sub.../subg_007.html

Shortly after being weaned from mother's milk, young children are

taught to absorb the junk food of television through their eyeballs.

"Here, kids, suck on this. Just be quiet and don't wake Daddy. If

you're good, you can watch all day, and if you don't see the fnords,

they won't eat you."

Parents are conditioned to feed this teenage mutant fuck you crap to

their kids so that what little brains they inherited from mom and dad

will be so hopelessly atrophied that the final brainwashing will be a

breeze.

Society has now degenerated to the point that when TV does try to put

out a good social message, they have to make it "following the rules,"

rather than "be a good citizen who occasionally gives two neurons

worth of thought toward a fellow human being."

Case in point: A Saturday morning "Public Service Announcement"

starring Conspiracy programmed robots that look like kids telling

other kids out there in the vast video wasteland to "Be Cool. Follow

the rules."

Oh, so back when we were growing up, it was OK to not bend to pressure

from others. "Be yourself," they said. "Don't worry what other

people think. You don't have to do what everyone else tells you to do

to be cool," and nowadays they expect kids to knuckle under to the

peer pressure to "Follow the rules" when just a little while ago they

were saying that it's OK to be different.

I don't know about you, but my kids (when I get around to having some)

are damn sure not going to be little video perfect clones walking

around going "Be Cool. &lt;whir&gt; &lt;click&gt; Be Cool. &lt;whir&gt; &lt;click&gt; Follow

the rules. &lt;whir&gt; &lt;click&gt; Yes, officer my daddy was smoking something

that smelled funny. &lt;whir&gt; &lt;click&gt;"

Saturday morning cartoons and the blipverts in between them are a

prime example of the tools that the Con uses to control people. After

all, money isn't power. He has ultimate power over a thing who can

destroy that thing. The Con wants ultimate power over the human race.

Money is only a Con created tool which allows them to gather up the

real tools they need to exercise their ultimate power. Of course they

don't have any slack so they can't possibly realize that they will only

acheive ultimate power at the moment of their mutual destruction and

won't have even that moment to enjoy it.

There is no longer any slack in Saturday morning cartoons.

Except for Beetle Juice. &lt;whir&gt; &lt;click&gt;

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Slack Slack Slack with my lobster hand.

all i know about this BOB nonsense is that somewhere in discordian writing, which i follow (HAIL ERIS --&gt;&lt;--) it says that these bob fellows are extremly dangerous and should be avoided.

ALL Bobs ?

[ilbastardoh]

bobbies.

Man I just had the most eerie experience ever, I was in horrible pain last night, the pain was so horrible that I had to puke, and as I was about to puke I saw Bob's head chilln there on the book of the sub genious grinning back at me, at wich point I became furiously angry. It's all conditioning, all of it, what you do to yourself, what others do to you. Even if it's a good positive message it's still brainwashing. Brainwashing yourself to not be brainwashed is the only escape from pinkdom.

[ilbastardoh]

Your body has a nasty way of changing your perception as does your mind. These are your tools to plug whatever relationship you'd like to establish in the world.

Ha!I knew there were others here who are in the "know", how long have u been into The Church of the SubGenius? I mean I was captivated by one of their videos that aired on PBS(of all places)and then I became very interested...I know it's all just a for profit scam but it's funny to talk to folks who really think this is some true shit.

[ilbastardoh]

Well even if is a for profit scam, there is some useful information even if it's fictional. Plus I got the book of the subgenius for $8 for a 200 page book with all those nifty diagrams, it's a bargain if I've ever seen it.

[ilbastardoh]

I love those rejected fringe religions that are not quite cults or mainstream. It's just inconspicous enough for it to be interesting. Diamonds are only valuable cause they're rare. Without precious possesions thieves cannot flourish.

BAR-BE-QUE OF DOOM (a space age love story)

She led him into the bedroom with a smile on her

lip.

"Aha! Good easy buttsex!" he thought

lackadaisically. "Good thing I brought my penis!" he

chuckled to himself.

"What?" she asked, momentarily unsure of the

situation. After all, he wasn't good looking, what with

a cleft head and all.

"Oh, nothing!" he said with a toothy grin.

"No, really, what?" she said aging.

"Oh, I was just glad I brought this." He reached

into his pocket and pulled out a swollen ivory fist.

"ooooh, ahhhh," she grunted. "That's good, because

I brought THIS!" she reached into her pouch and pulled

out a disfigured foot.

"This will be fun! Just like you promised in your

ad!" he blurted.

She drew him down onto the futon. He lay back, but

something pricked him in the back.

"Ack! What's this?!?" he articulated, pulling a huge

mandible out from under the covers.

"Oh, don't worry yourself with that, love. Look at

this?" she said thrusting her cat in his face.

"What!"

"Oh, woops. I mean this?" she said, shoving her

face in his face.

"Hm." he thought, "she has a weird face." In fact,

she had a huge wiry hair coming out of her tooth. She

kissed him with restrained abandon. The way her hair

tickled his esophagus really excited his pulsating fist.

"Watch this!" he whispered lewdly, hoping to turn

her on. He friskily fluttered his eyeflap at her lap,

which groaned restlessly with a torpid passion.

"Do me!" she said sarcastically. She rolled over

and spread her cheeks in a very ladylike fashion, which

reminded him of Princess Di or Al Sharpton. He drew out

his ivory fist and paused. She reached back and handed

him some tarry looking substance with bits of meat and

bone in it. He lubricated the fist thoughtfully and

gingerly rammed it home. She cried for more while he

increased the tempo of his plunging stroked her well-

formed placenta until she climaxed. A thick and soupy

sludge emerged from her sternum with tired irony.

"oh you're so good!" she sighed. He removed the

fist and she rolled over, gasping for nitrogen. He

pensively caressed her lungbag with his good stump.

Suddenly, she hit him in the head with the

disfigured foot.

"Ngsfll!" he screamed. "What'd you do that for?!?"

"That tickled, " she countered with disdainful

flatulence as she careened his cleft cranium again.

"Snit!" he cried as his tooth flew from his sweaty

mouth.

"C'mere lover. Do me right!" She threw him back

against the bed and straddled him. He smiled in spite

of the blood flowing from his gums. Suddenly, a three

fingered appendage quickly emerged from her gaping

vaginal orifice to grab his manhood. It dropped the leg

and then correctly pulled the pulsating pecker into the.

"Hi-yah!" he screamed wildly. She held him down w/

all of her arms. "Smanch Snig Fnortgobbel Shit!" she

screamed. Her jaws opened to a monstrous proportion and

ripped off his lips with her suction leg. Amidst all of

his screaming and wild gyrating, he strangley thought,

"hm. funny I never noticed those suction legs."

That was the last thought he ever thought, though,

because she then opened her vagina and sucked him in,

where a small creature inside efficiently dismembered his

cerebellum.

"Thanks, Dad." said the creature inside as it

absorbed the flesh voraciously.