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[tragabigzanda]

There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

[dad]

please stop schouting.

[tree_]

schame on us all

[knee tunes]

Please stop

*pleasche

[Mickey]

Why does Mac continue to post here, when he seems to hold almost everyone on the board in contempt?

[epilogue]

Why does Mac continue to post here, when he seems to hold almost everyone on the board in contempt?

It's a great question.

[tree_]

It's one of those things where, he knows his heart is in the right place, but he uses key words or phrases that rub you the wrong way. And even though you're his friends, you judge him harshly. If you see through the mechanisms at play, he's just your friend goofing off cause he's bored. Goof off with him, give it a try, give him a hug and enjoy your Friday.

[verb_to_trust]

Why does Mac continue to post here, when he seems to hold almost everyone on the board in contempt?

We get along

[verb_to_trust]

I often see regular looking dudes with fat orca wives and think to myself, “Man, he must hate his life.” Are any of you in that situation? Do you hate your life?

I see stuff like this and think: I could not get hard for that. My wife works out. She knows..

[verb_to_trust]

I often see regular looking dudes with fat orca wives and think to myself, “Man, he must hate his life.” Are any of you in that situation? Do you hate your life?

“Fat orca wives?” Jesus what a piece of shit you are.

Big Fat Money

[verb_to_trust]

Found one.

Last chance

Great modding right here.

[Bammer]

Orcas are powerful, majestic beasts.

[Bammer]

I often see regular looking dudes with fat orca wives and think to myself, “Man, he must hate his life.” Are any of you in that situation? Do you hate your life?

“Fat orca wives?” Jesus what a piece of shit you are.

*schit

[macphisto]

It's one of those things where, he knows his heart is in the right place, but he uses key words or phrases that rub you the wrong way. And even though you're his friends, you judge him harshly. If you see through the mechanisms at play, he's just your friend goofing off cause he's bored. Goof off with him, give it a try, give him a hug and enjoy your Friday.

Thank you, tree. I like posting with my friends.

[macphisto]

I often see regular looking dudes with fat orca wives and think to myself, “Man, he must hate his life.” Are any of you in that situation? Do you hate your life?

I see stuff like this and think: I could not get hard for that. My wife works out. She knows..

What prompted my initial, highly insensitive post was seeing such a couple while looking at giant tortoises on vacation, and I just thought, “I would be mortified to be in public with her.” I felt bad for the guy. Sex would be completely out of the question.

Not for the tortoises though. One mounted another and went to town turtle style for a couple minutes while making little grunts. It was beautiful because it’s nature, but felt super rapey at the same time. We just stood around smirking and holding back laughs as young kids asked what the turtles were doing.

[The Argonaut]

I just heard through the back channels that macchiato has officially been banned for at least one week. The mods are giving themselves some time to talk it over, but it seems like Mecca is really pushing hard for a permanent. Team Mecca. Enjoy the week off, RM

[macphisto]

[wease]

God, you’re a douche

[JuanHamm]

Why do you feel it necessary to be so cruel towards fat people?

My cousin is quite overweight and her and her husband have a great marriage. They go on lot's of vacations together and really appear to be enjoying their life with each other. She's also one of the nicest, most genuine people I've ever met.

But I guess to you the only thing that matters is that she's fat?

I'm going to add here that my instinct upon writing this out is to just hit the back button and forget it because there's no point in engaging with you or Verb, but fuck it.

[Jorge]

I often see regular looking dudes with fat orca wives and think to myself, “Man, he must hate his life.” Are any of you in that situation? Do you hate your life?

I see stuff like this and think: I could not get hard for that. My wife works out. She knows..

What prompted my initial, highly insensitive post was seeing such a couple while looking at giant tortoises on vacation, and I just thought, “I would be mortified to be in public with her.” I felt bad for the guy. Sex would be completely out of the question.

I feel worse for the type of pathetic imbecile who spends his weekends making this type of post and compiling Elon Musk tweets on a message board. Something has clearly gone wrong in their personal development, and I hope things improve for them soon