existentiallylostdumbell

Looks like piss, tastes a little like piss. Apple cider on the other hand is delicious

I think a lot, but generally, I just go with the flow I guess

Never played D&D, Dere type is coodere, truthfully I'm probably the type to feel a lot and show only a little, or I'm a puppy, depends how much I trust you.

8'th grade, so probably 13-14, incidentally I discovered porn in grade 5

Yeah, I don't like busses, but I'm generally a cold person myself and I expect other people to be that way too, when they're not I don't know how to react. Ottawa's a small city, so maybe it's different. I remember going to Calgary when I was younger though and loving it. I loved the feeling of disappearing into the crowd, a million faces I didn't know and would never see again, I owed none of them anything and they didn't give a rats ass about me. It felt free, like I could go anywhere and no-one would give a shit, disappear and walk on forever. Sometimes I think to myself I just want to pick a direction and go and never come back, just keep going, lost in the world, free of responsibility, free to be whatever son of a bitch I want to.

My life is dull and uninteresting, and the only way I can get that to change is by changing myself. I've had this intention many a time, but it seems the only way I know how to apply myself is physical, i.en weights, jogging, boxing. Anyhow, I'm going to try to change again, if I believe I can change, I will. This website had become what anime, and then youtube have been in the past, a way of hiding from my problems. I feel a compulsion to come here. I like everyone here, and I do require a minimum of social interaction, if not for this website, I would have almost none at all. But I am addicted. I am not someone with very much self-control so I have decided to create a rule. Just as how I created a rule I could not watch anime until I finished college, and didn't for a year and a half, I will create one now; I hereby decree that I am only allowed to come on the forum between 6:45 PM and 9:45 PM. So yeah, see you guys later.

Suuuup, O.K I've greeted you now, I've done my due diligence, I'm tired, I'm gonna take a nap

I would carve a knife mold into some wood, melt the toy pirate in a metal tray in the oven, pour the molten plastic into the mould, and then shank you prison style OK next, trampoline

People are complicated, we all live different lives and see with different eyes. We have different bodies, experiences and temperaments. We get to know people and form relationships, but that is only through what we see with our eyes, and in the end, that's only a sliver of the other persons life. We cannot know what another thinks, we cannot know what they have seen even if they describe it to us, or we see it in a video as they may have seen it differently. We can empathise, we can try, we can observe behaviour, but that is all we can do. To that end, I think it may very well be impossible to understand someone. Perhaps at best we can come to understand a part of them, but we will never understand the whole. 7.5 billion different lives, 7.5 billion worlds, 7.5 billion perspectives. Naruto Shippuden posed this question briefly and then failed to address the complications of it, that was literally the second half of the show.

To what extent do you think it is possible to understand another person? Post answers below, Domo Arigato

First I would get a job as a lab tech, then I would get a job for the CFIA running microbiological tests on food samples. I would buy myself a hen at a farm or pet store. I would acquire a sterile container, in it, I would put a culture of Salmonella. Then I would set up my basement so that I could use it as a makeshift lab, and acquire a few other materials, streak loop, bactocinerator, an L shaped spreader, a giant bottle of 100% ethanol some of which I would dilute to 70%, growth media,, sterile gloves, lab coat, ventilation, a extremely heavy door, and an incubator. First I would culture the salmonella on growth media, then I would mix in common antibiotics used to treat salmonella in other growth media at extremely low concentrations. I would have two lines of salmonella growing, one on normal plates, one on antibiotic plates. If the Salmonella survived, I would transfer some of it to normal growth media and some of it to media containing increased concentrations of antibiotics. Once I had made it resistant to every antibiotic known to man, I would infect a hen prior to it laying an egg. Then, I would befriend you and shortly thereafter, serve you this drink containing egg: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8X7JyvL8U34. Only I wouldn't cook it, I would save some of it for later. I would mix that drink with a sedative as well, so you would be unconscious and unable to go to doctors, they wouldn't be able to help you anyhow. I would place the remainder of the egg on a needle and stab you in the intestine and in an artery. You would die of Salmonella poisoning shortly after waking up. I didn't poison you, I infected you with a pathogenic bacteria which poisoned you, so ha next styrofoam

No-one's gonna mention Claymore? OK, Clare

Ok, thanks, Just start at Gintama, then 2015, 2016, 2017, It's a blast, it combines action as well as batshit crazy comedy, one of the few things in life which can actually make me laugh out loud besides Loius C.K.

I would break your neck by hitting it as hard as you can while you are asleep with the jar of marmite, your muscles wouldn't contract since you would not be aware of the impending danger, the jar might break, but even my hand with enough force and weight could probably break it. Then I would spoon feed you the Marmite until you suffocate on it, now in a paralysed state, making sure to cover your nose as I did so. Or I would stomp down on the lid of the Marmite until flat, fold it over so one side is overhanging, then sharpen that lid knife on concrete and then the glass rim. After that, I would slit your throat. Finally, if I had poison and alot of time, I would befriend you then one day suggest I come over and bring a nice basket of food with me, I would spread the poisoned Marmite on bread, leave for the bathroom and come back to find you dead. Ok next, kill me with a fiction novel

What's your biggest regret? Greatest joy, other than zoop?

Foreign films tend to be pretty good, of course they have to be, to make it here

I would agree with previous comments that it's not necessarily needed in writing, but, if it's a gritty character you're writing, I think you'd be remiss not to. In life, however, it is absolutely needed.