Things you have an irrational hatred of

[epilogue]

I do also love saying Jesus Christ

[Ms Harmless]

Jesus Christ.

he bled for you Sailor, his human

[spike]

I’m literally talking with my therapist for the last three weeks about how grueling it is

Have you tried throwing crumpled up paper at people?

[Ello Sailor]

[epilogue]

I’m literally talking with my therapist for the last three weeks about how grueling it is

Have you tried throwing crumpled up paper at people?

That's just as effective as asking an RMer to bang your wife.

[LetMeSleep]

Sorry team I didn’t mean that I hate the use of “human” over “man” or “woman”. I meant it as a replacement for “person”. Just say “person”!

But both human and person contain man/son therefore align with the patriarchal English language. Break free from the history.... aw fuck.

[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.

[epilogue]

I’m literally talking with my therapist for the last three weeks about how grueling it is

Have you tried throwing crumpled up paper at people?

That's just as effective as asking an RMer bang your wife.

Take it to the WWE thread you guys

[Ms Harmless]

seemed a harmless little cuck

[Jorge]

Sorry team I didn’t mean that I hate the use of “human” over “man” or “woman”. I meant it as a replacement for “person”. Just say “person”!

I get it. It doesn't bother me but you're not toxic for finding something annoying

[dad]

are you person or are you dancer?

[Bammer]

The last two pages of this thread

[Ms Harmless]

you say that every time I'm on a page

[VinylGuy]

Sorry team I didn’t mean that I hate the use of “human” over “man” or “woman”. I meant it as a replacement for “person”. Just say “person”!

I get it. It doesn't bother me but you're not toxic for finding something annoying

Yes yes he is ! The whole board is toxic for poor Epilogue!

[bodysnatcher]

Sorry team I didn’t mean that I hate the use of “human” over “man” or “woman”. I meant it as a replacement for “person”. Just say “person”!

I get it. It doesn't bother me but you're not toxic for finding something annoying

[bodysnatcher]

Also hate it when white people bow to express gratitude

[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.

[Ms Harmless]

Sorry team I didn’t mean that I hate the use of “human” over “man” or “woman”. I meant it as a replacement for “person”. Just say “person”!

I get it. It doesn't bother me but you're not toxic for finding something annoying

Yes yes he is ! The whole board is toxic for poor Epilogue!

pockets of this forum are toxic as shit

I'm still here, but we're all adults who hopefully can admit that much

[bodysnatcher]

Also hate it when white people bow to express gratitude

Even the Japanese?

Anglo Saxon American* white people

[bart]

So it’s ok if a franco-american does it