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[bilaba70]

From the oldest of times, people danced for a number of reasons. They danced in prayer, or so that their crops would be plentiful, or so their hunt would be good. And they danced to stay physically fit, and show their community spirit. And they danced to celebrate.'' And that is the dancing we're talking about. Aren't we told in Psalm 149? "'Praise ye the Lord. Sing unto the Lord a new song. Let them praise his name in the dance.'' Amen. And it was King David- King David, who we read about in Samuel. And what did David do? What did David do? What did David do? ''David danced before the Lord with all his might leaping and dancing before the Lord.'' Leaping and dancing. Ecclesiastes assures us that there is a time for every purpose under heaven. A time to laugh and a time to weep. A time to mourn and there is a time to dance. And there was a time for this law, but not anymore. See, this is our time to dance. It is our way of celebrating life. It's the way it was in the beginning. It's the way it's always been. It's the way it should be now.

[bilaba70]

Hey shawty. lemme holla at you right quick ya know what im sayin. checkin you out over there you lookin kinda good, ya know what im sayin. so i was wondering ya know how about you and me go back to the place, get comfortable, probably sip on some of this henney, you know what im sayin, and after that, you know what im... sayin, we can do the grownup and you can let me clap on dem cheeks, ya hear me?

Bump ****gets

[PerfectFormForever]

• I used to be scared to poop at school back in elementary school because teachers would take their whole class on a bathroom break and if anyone was pooping then the whole class would form a line and peek through the cracks in the door to see who’s pooping and then laugh at you and spread it around school. One time my class was in the bathroom and kids started to form that line and the kid in the crapper stuck his dick (yes tiny) through the crack in the stall and started barking at us so we wouldn't look at his face. Needless to say, we never found out who was taking a dump at school that day.

It also sucked because the kids at my school would have like an internal clock that would go off if you left the room for too long to use the bathroom and then they would accuse you of taking a dump. So my trick was to sign out to go to the bathroom and then I would walk VERY slowly out the door and stop and look around a little bit then VERY slowly start heading towards the bathroom making sure that everyone saw how slow I was moving. then I would HAUL ASS to the bathroom and **** my brains out and wipe super fast then I would BOOK ASS back to the room and right before getting to the door way I had to walk REALLY slow and stop at the door and look around again and slowly walk in and sign out my name because I knew everyone’s clocks were going off alerting them that I was probably taking a **** but once they saw that I was dilly dallying they would brush it off as someone just wasting time..... not taking a ****. Rough times in elementary school I tell ya.

• There are no differences between races other than their skin color. Skin color is randomly generated by racist gnomes living in the womb who want to divide us so they can more easily conquer us. Crime, test score, STD, athletic ability statistics are all created by the same racist gnomes to delude us into thinking that races are different. Everyone is exactly the same. A guy with down-syndrome, a black NBA player, a Russian Chess master, all exactly the same. Those who say otherwise are in allegiance with the racist gnomes. Any attempt to recognize behavioral patterns among groups of people is also an act of Gnome Racism. Serious.
Kumbaya, my Lord.... kumbaya!

• I'm not a moron all. The only reason why I moved to Utah was my dad’s job got laid off with AT&T 2 years ago. He worked with Bellsouth and AT&T for the last 16 years, the companies got bought 3 times since 1992. And he applied for a job online in Florida, he got a job with Hill Field Air Force Base as a fiber repair and telephone repair specialist. So that explains why I’m here in Utah and I’ve been here since Oct 9 2009. So I used to live 85 miles west of the Jacksonville, Florida area. I'm about 40 miles north of Salt Lake City area now.

• Your full worm style, Pointless video wasting this bandwith, so now the internet is cluttered with ur info. A sattelite beamed ur pointless video. Now, cables run it. To my PC, and my brains time wasted, also my MONEY for the power, and internet, And everyone else on youtube. Im new in english sorry idiot.

[bilaba70]

I was looking up information on working out because I wanted to be built. Get the ladies, look sexy at the beach. You know, just get jacked and **** girls, right? Well that is what I thought would happen.

It all started back in the summer of '10. I was tired of not getting much attention from ladies, and having lack of confidence. Plus my girl friend said she would give me more blow jobs if I got a six pack. Sounded like an awesome idea to just start hitting the gym. So I started my research on bodybuilding, started to understand the fundamentals of nutrition, supplements, and consistency. I was determined. I would obtain a six pack and start getting blow jobs left and right. I would be 'receiving head king, nay EMPEROR'. Every couple days I would have a question or two about supplements, nutrition or routine. So as a teenager living in the 21st century I would Google it. How else would I be 'receiving head emperor' without the proper knowledge? 9 times out of 10 my searches would bring be to this website. BB.COM. Which would later become my worst enemy, and my best friend.

I started to browse the forums one dark and stormy night and I stumbled across something. It was called "MISC", I pondered what it was. With beads of sweat dripping off my forehead and my mouse hand trembling I clicked on it. This was the first of many dark clicks on the "MISC" I would have. From that night on I became enveloped within the humors of this category. With OPs being questioned of homosexually, pictures of a man with an obvious skin pigmentation problem named Bert, and his hallow eyes staring back at me. Maybe those eyes are looking back into my soul, and he is disappointed as to what I have become this entire time.

As the as the sun set and the moon rose I became more and more addicted to "MISC". I would often look forward after a hard workout to go onto the "MISC" and see if I can get any laughs. It slowly became more and more apparent, that as fun, weird, or entertaining events happened to me I would think of the "MISC" and what I would tell them. Often times I would not have pictures present, so I stayed away from any thoughts of making a thread.

My ******** wall filled with controversial updates by me as to start a conflict in the community, and comments on other peoples would almost entirely consist of asking if a brother of mine was enraged. Or telling them how cool their story was. Even if it was not. Using the word "bro" became apart of almost all my sentences, and girls were slowly started to become prostitutes or female dogs in my eyes. Respect for them has dropped, and I expect sexual gratification from all women, or I would cut off contact from them as they had no use for me.

My daily pursuits of life become lifting hard, eating like a scientist, and getting laid. Although, the getting laid part proved to be quite difficult for me as I would spent most the days on "MISC".
I had now built a Godly body similar to Adonis. And yet, I was still unable to achieve the rank of "receiving head emperor". I guess this is because me and the old girlfriend broke up. I thought I could get any girl I wanted now, so I left her thinking within a week I would have multiple females flocking for me to penetrate them. This did not happen, instead every night with tears dripping down my face onto my rock solid 6 pack, I used my hand to pleasure myself. There were no girls, no blow jobs, and no vaginas for me to enter like the Trojan Horse in Troy. With my semen being like the men that came out of the horse, destroying troy...what I thought would be my penis destroying vaginas turned out to be my hand, with a tear dropping from my eyes and onto my shaft I ejaculate into a napkin. Stare at the semen not being used for any other purpose. Then ending my night by getting back on the "MISC".

[TommyTitus]

On the misc everyone has a 12 inch dongThey start threads about cawk size and sing it like a songMy cawk is bigger than yours they say!Then the reply comes as stfu ******* you're gay
This cawk talk goes round and roundThen someone makes a thread about a chick he'd like to poundThen the *******s then enter into that threadAll the meanwhile poor zyzz is dead
Later on someone insults a whale on ********So everyone heads over there to take a lookSomeone posts that jpg of the guy throwing upThen someone makes a joke about going on a cut
This continues well into the nightDisregardless of whether half the misc is high as a kiteDeep into the night it goes goes goes****ty threads without lulz made by trolls
This is the way the misc is livinand not a single phuck was given

Ha ha, this was pretty damn funny. And pretty damn accurate too

[TommyTitus]

Someone post the copy pasta about inviting a chick over for frozen dinners, pouring a glass of grape juice and whispering into her ear

[bilaba70]

Now this is a story all about how
My life got flipped-turned upside down
And I liked to take a minute just sit right there
And tell you how I became the prince of a town called Bel-Air
In west Philadelphia born and raised
On the playground is where I spent most of my days
Chillin out, maxin, relaxing all cool,
And all shooting some b-ball outside of the school
When a couple of guys who were up to no good
Started making trouble in my neighborhood
I got in one lil fight and my mom got scared
And said "You're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"
I Begged and pleaded with her day after day,
But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way
She gave me a kiss and then she gave me my ticket
I put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it
First class yo this is bad
Drinking orange juice out of a champaine glass
Hmm this might be allright
But wait I hear prissy, bourgeois and all that
Is this the type of place they should send this cool cat
I don't think so, I'll see when I get there
I hope they're prepared for the prince of Bel-AirWell ah the plain landed and when I came out
There was a dude that looked like a cop standing there with my name
out
I aint trying to get arrested yet I just got here
I sprang with the quickness like lightning dissapeared
I whistled for a cab and when it came near
The license plate said FRESH and it had dice in the mirror
If anything I can say this cab was rare
But I thought naw forget it yo homes to Bel-Air

I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8
And I yelled to the cabby "Yo homes smell ya later"
I looked at my kingdom I was finally there
To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air

[bilaba70]

-have to do presentation for class
-awkward as ****
-start working out
-not so awkward
-zyzz is my inspiration
-presentation again
-trembling
-just keep telling myself "i'm fawkin zeez bruh"
-get confident
-my turn
-i get up there
-start shaking uncontrollably
-start telling myself "i'm fawkin zeez bruh"
-teacher says I can start anytime
-I start off with "i'm fawkin zeez bruh"
-at this point I'm so nervous I blackout
-"i'm fawkin zeez bruh"
-repeat at least 4 more times
-look around the room, people are saying "why does he keep saying that?"
-girls start laughing
-I pass out
-hit head on the corner of teacher's desk
-minor concussion
-teacher thinks I was on drugs
-classmates call my zeezprah
-nickname eventually turns into zebra
-i haven't heard my real name in months
-haven't been this depressed since high school

[bilaba70]

Oh heavenly blessed beauty, whose inner beauty is simply diving and everlasting, I would love to be your knight in shining armor. If you want to talk to a good friend, honest, sweet and tender, you can do with me at any moment, I am a good person, kind, loyal and sincere. My friendship that I offer you is clean and transparent. I congratulate to you, because you are very beautiful, your beauty, your charming figure, your pleasant and angelical smile, your personality, your happiness, your charm, your kindness, your beautiful eyes, your lips soft and exquisite, delicate your hands, your legs precious Your beautiful, spectacular and divine body, you have all these qualities and more, you are a wonderful and perfect woman, your gaze is tender and sweet, penetrating my soul. The beauty of a rose has no comparison with the sweetness of your face and the beauty of your heart. I am of the people, I like to have a good relationship with all my friends.

[DukeValentino]

and all you idiots stop trying to be funny with the subliminal racist sh!t, okay. i already told you to stop that corny lame loser sh!t already. i am not one of your friends that you whisper your racist thoughts to because you're afraid that you'll get your ass whooped. i can't stand overconfident, fronting ass losers that talk down on other people and don't acknowledge themselves.

oh yeah, all you lames stop tossing around the word f*ggot and the weak ass homophobia too. you are not validating your straight card saying it. it also doesn't help your cause to be on some homoerotic type sh!t always posting pics of guys and calling them cute or saying you'd f*ck them if you were a woman. stop that sh!t, you f*cking sexually confused pricks.

[bilaba70]

I have been staring at your profile picture speechless and in awe for the past hour or so. That deep gaze in your eyes, your perfect smile, all of your features just seem to all come together so well, almost an...gelical in a sense I suppose.

The reason I am writing this is to let you know that I think I have found the most beautiful woman to grace us with her presence on our planet, and I am of course talking about you.

I know this might mean absolutely nothing to you, and you probably get many of these types of messages/posts on Bodyspace and in real life BUT please understand that I am being as genuine as ever when I say that you are the ultimate dictionary definition of perfection, and I hope that one day God can bestow me with a woman as beautiful as you, I would be forever grateful.

I hope that this message finds you well, I do not care if I get a response to this, I am just simply stating the obvious and had to let you know how I really felt..

[MrOJ]

Here is my contribution.

1) I have a morning ritual that I need to share. I call it "the terminator". First I crouch down in the shower in the classic "naked terminator traveling through time" pose. With my eyes closed I crouch there for a minute, visualizing either Arnold or the guy from the second movie (not the chick in the third one because that one sucked) and I start to hum the terminator theme. Then I slowly rise to a standing position and open my eyes. It helps me to proceed through my day as an emotionless, cyborg badass. The only problem is if the shower curtain sticks to my terminator leg. It ruins the fantasy.


2)I was browsing your profile and couldn't help but notice your eyes glistening at me like tinfoil to a smacktard. Immediately my throat became dry and I just sat there gasping and wondering how thy could be so blessed as to view such a heavenly beauty.

3)You see my life hasn't always been sunshine & rainbows. Sometimes I just get caught up so much in the little things that I lose sight of the bigger picture. Next thing you know you're failing mid-semesters and have to make a living jello wrestling Coach Chuggs at frat parties. And so it becomes a vicious cycle, much like dat dere celltech. Until that one days grace, where the gods have mercy on your soul and you get a second chance. No more crackpipes and over 40' swinger parties. Imma new man and I be whoever I gunna be.

4)I’d drag my balls through 10,000 miles of AIDs infested syringes and rusty screws just to lick the hand of the doctor that delivered you

5)So I was thinking, we are clearly the two best looking people on this site and we should take advantage of it. What do you say we go to Vegas and get married then make a happy family of perfectly aesthetic children that are so awe striking they make world rulers drop to their knees and beg to pay us huge sums of money for the genetic code. Then we can live happily ever after, throwing money in the trash and partying like Charlie Sheen. As you can see I have this whole thing planned out so all you have to do after you pop out some kids is sit by the pool, drink margaritas, and get oiled up by hot pool boys all day while I conduct business. I already have the wedding booked for the Elvis Wedding Chapel on the strip so I'm really banking on you to say yes to this or I'm going to have to just find a stripper and I don't think the plan will turn out as well.

6) I have a similar experience too.Without delay i grabbed my gym bag and headed out the door, stopping for a moment to consider hiding this dangerous substance should i die in the gym. I clutched my bag and scrambled to my car. On arriving at the gym I consumed the creatine beast and clutched my mens health magazine as tears rolled down my face, i had gone down the path of no return. I sat in my car until the initial effects wore off. Exploding into Ballys i quickly flashed my badge and ran to the drinking fountain to replenish my bodies need for water. My muscles were straining, The creatine steroids were transforming my body into the brad pitt physique body builders yearn to achieve. I knew the worst was yet to come

[Virus4762]

Does anyone have that copypasta that's just like 15 paragraphs of insults? It's from some website.

[Alfha]

Not long but great IMO:


-Sorry for ______, but I’m presently unavailable. I’m traveling through time and I will be back next week.

-If I were to ask you for sex would your answer be the same as the answer to this question?

[Alfha]

Does anyone have that copypasta that's just like 15 paragraphs of insults? It's from some website.

Is post 70 here the one you're talking about?

[miscquito]

This song makes me want to strip naked, burst out of my room window, free fall 21 floors, land in the snow, make a snow angel, shiver from the cold, get hypothermia, DIE!, go the pearly gate, say whats up to Saint Peter, do our secret hand shake, look in the directory for Siddhartha (Buddha), find Him, have Him reincarnate me into a frog, meet a princess, kiss her, turn into a prince, order my subjects to bring me a computer, and listen to this song again

[Alfha]

You are....
Unique, Seductive, Sensual, Sexy, Desirable, Irresistible, Sunnishing, Flawless, Exotic, Exquiste, Refined like sweet wine good to taste, gorgeous masterpiece work of art, Create by The Greatest sculptor, GOD, Who formed, sculpte & created a perfect boy, beautiful perfect body of a Gorgeous woman, You. So precious, So Glorious, So Beautiful & So Lovely. Theres no one like you.....
You are what I call

A T R U E W O M A N.........Fascinating & Interesting.......

TO DESCRIBE HOW GORGEOUS YOU ARE WOULD DEPLETE THE WORLD OF ADJECTIVES.

[Kyle1123]

hahahaha your mom wants us and she cant resist us haha you never know lil man one of us could actually be your dad haha my friend zach has lost his mind he eats his girlfriends fingers and toes and he buries them in his backyard andhe is poor so he sniffs dirt to get high and he steals peoples gas cans and drinks it and he is homeless and has to cut his hair and beard with nail clippers and he has actually gotten better at it over the years

[Mainoo]

weeee in

[Kyle1123]

weeee in

your mom wants us and she cant resist us haha you never know lil man one of us could actually be your dad haha my friend zach has lost his mind he eats his girlfriends fingers and toes and he buries them in his backyard andhe is poor so he sniffs dirt to get high and he steals peoples gas cans and drinks it and he is homeless and has to cut his hair and beard with nail clippers and he has actually gotten better at it over the years

[EXV]

Not everyone fully matures in life. I learned about intellectual development as states by Jean Piaget in my introduction to psychology class today. Such a view of life grabbed my attention and for once I didn't fall asleep in said class. Anyways, the last two stages in the process, concrete operations and formal operations, involve thought. The only difference is the age at which they happen and the amount of logic that one develops in these stages, formal operations being the greater of the two because it happens at the age of eleven and onward and one begins to understand concepts. In simpler terms, perhaps this person that know hasn't went through the formal operations stage and never will? If so I suggest moving on as difficult as it might be.

[sh1591]

wann grab u kiss u dhen get on ma knees nd kiss ure juicy yummy pussy dhen eat it till u squirt while im eatin u i pky w ure nipples dhen i suk ure cum nd eqt it more nd suk it till u dont cum twice dhen go up to ure chest finger ure ass hole while sukin nd eatin ure teddies dhen tke ma dick out nd tease u w it dhen.imma fuk ure teddies till i cum

[EXV]

Hey hun! Looking like pure sex! Do you think maybe we could chat over skype? I mean I won't pressure you to do anything sexual... but let's just say I have a hefty wallet. The more you show the more I'll pay. God! You're aphrodite reincarnated. Your buttocks look like they could provide sexual pleasure to no end, but at the same time end my life with just a quick squeeze of your hamstrings around my neck if I were being a bad boy! Seriously, let's chat. I want to explore eachothers bodies as if we were Lewis and Clark.

[bilaba70]

well I was about 14 and my friends and I were chilling out, maxing, relaxing all cool and all shooting some b-ball outside of the school When a couple of guys, they were up to no good Started making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scaredAnd said "you're moving with your auntie and uncle in Bel-Air"I begged and pleaded with her the other day But she packed my suitcase and sent me on my way She gave me a kissin' and she gave me my ticketI put my walkman on and said I might as well kick it First class, yo this is bad,Drinking orange juice out of a champagne glassIs this what the people of Bel-Air livin' like, Hmm this might be alright!I whistled for a cab and when it came near the Liscense plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror If anything I could say that this cab was rareBut I thought now forget it, yo home to Bel-Air I pulled up to a house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabby "Yo, homie smell you later"Looked at my kingdom I was finally thereTo settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air.

[jmal2000]

in4later

[bilaba70]

Dearest Thread Originator,

When my eyes first glanced upon your rather eloquently worded treatise regarding this particular subject, it did not require much time, nay, dare I say it was in fact almost instantaneous that I was able to surmise that your post- though masterfully written with such quality that it may indeed rival the quintessential prose of authors such as Dostoevsky, Baldwin or perhaps even Joyce- was quite prolix; based upon the aforementioned conclusion, I resolved that I would exercise no more of my mental faculties in the act of comprehending the text that you had written.

Sincerely, and wholly unequivocally yours,

Wierzbowski

Post Scriptum,

In the future it would be most advantageous, not only for me but also the other members of this forum that you provide a brief summary of your text that emphasizes the more principle points of what you have composed.

Post Post Scriptum,

I would also like to make one additional comment if I may. It is in my humble and most earnest opinion that you are of the caliber of person whose taste appeals to prurient interests due to the unassailable fact that you are a homosexual.

[psai]

Dearest Thread Originator,

When my eyes first glanced upon your rather eloquently worded treatise regarding this particular subject, it did not require much time, nay, dare I say it was in fact almost instantaneous that I was able to surmise that your post- though masterfully written with such quality that it may indeed rival the quintessential prose of authors such as Dostoevsky, Baldwin or perhaps even Joyce- was quite prolix; based upon the aforementioned conclusion, I resolved that I would exercise no more of my mental faculties in the act of comprehending the text that you had written.

Sincerely, and wholly unequivocally yours,

Wierzbowski

Post Scriptum,

In the future it would be most advantageous, not only for me but also the other members of this forum that you provide a brief summary of your text that emphasizes the more principle points of what you have composed.

Post Post Scriptum,

I would also like to make one additional comment if I may. It is in my humble and most earnest opinion that you are of the caliber of person whose taste appeals to prurient interests due to the unassailable fact that you are a homosexual.

this copypasta is simply epic! everyone should rep Wierzbowski

[SaliorUSN]

my fav
200 lbs my ass. you're probably 135 dry you little twirp
gain some mass and hold on to your "precious abs" and and then talk ****.
until then, have fun hanging without the big boys
how much do you even bench? I bench 350 for reps. You probably cant even rep 225.
How much do you squat? I squatted 405 for a double just the other day
What are your credentials? im working on a double major. im sure you just have single major or arent even going to college.

real talk punk, nobody in the real world really gives a rats ass about your skinny little bitch ass "Aesthetic" physique.
have fun never playing with the big boys.

[TheGrapeCrusade]

in4later