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picture thread: people you'd rather listen to than the Go2Coog

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  • RaceBannon
    RaceBannon Member, Moderator, Swaye's Wigwam Posts: 115,699 Founders Club
    edited January 2014
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  • ApostleofGrief
    ApostleofGrief Member Posts: 3,904
    A young woman sits here of thoughtful mien. Her lover was faithless-but this we cannot take into consideration. Young woman, observe the serious countenances of this society; it has heard of more terrible misfortunes, its daring soul demands something greater still.-Yes, but I love him and him only in all the world; I loved him with all my soul, and with all my heart, and with all my mind.-You merely repeat what we have already heard before, do not weary our impatient longing; you can remember and grieve.-No, I cannot grieve, for he was perhaps not a deceiver, he was perhaps not faithless.-Why, then, can you not grieve? Come nearer, elect among women; forgive the strict censor who sought for a moment to exclude you. You cannot sorrow. Then why not hope?-No, I cannot hope; for he was a riddle.-Well, my girl, I understand you. You stand high in the ranks of the unhappy; behold her, dear Symparanekromenoi, she stands almost at the pinnacle of unhappiness. But you must divide yourself, you must hope by day and grieve by night, or grieve by day and hope by night. Be proud; for happiness is no real ground for pride, but only unhappiness. You are not indeed the unhappiest of all; but it is your opinion, dear Symparanekromenoi, is it not, that we ought to offer her an honorable accessit (mention)? The tomb we cannot offer her, but the place adjoining shall be hers. ... For there he stands, the ambassador from the kingdom of sighs, the chosen favorite of the realm of suffering, the apostle of grief, the silent friend of pain, the unhappy lover of memory, in his memories confounded by the light of hope, in his hope deceived by the shadows of memory. His head hangs heavy, his knees are weak; and yet he seeks no support save in himself. He is faint, and yet how powerful: his eyes seem not to have wept, but to have drunk many tears; and yet there is a fire in them strong enough to destroy the world, but not one splinter of the grief within his breast. He is bent, and yet his youth presages a long life; his lips smile at a world that misunderstands him. Stand up, dear Symparanekromenoi, bow before him, ye witnesses of grief, in this most solemn hour! I hail thee with thy title of honor: The Unhappiest Man!

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  • CuntWaffle
    CuntWaffle Member Posts: 22,500
    edited January 2014
    GrundleStiltzkin said:

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    Considering she CollegeDoog posts on this bored...
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  • doogsinparadise
    doogsinparadise Member Posts: 9,320
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  • tracker
    tracker Member Posts: 866
    In no particular order. . .

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  • haie
    haie Member, Swaye's Wigwam Posts: 24,541 Founders Club
    Off topic: is it just me or was us winning our bowl handedly and the coogs shitting their diapers in methland more of a blow to go2douche than winning the apple cup? Fucker was on suicide watch after that bowl.
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  • dhdawg
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  • nihilistdawg
    nihilistdawg Member Posts: 226
    dhdawg said:

    good christ guys we need to step up our game, 2 1/2 pages and no mention of this fucker.
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    WOOHOO!
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