ellauri002.html on line 1354: fuck puurtaminen
ellauri002.html on line 1355: fuck ahkerointi
ellauri002.html on line 1356: fuck suunnitelmat
ellauri002.html on line 1357: fuck urakointi
ellauri002.html on line 1358: fuck tulevat
ellauri002.html on line 1359: fuck menneet
ellauri004.html on line 189: Eat eat, fuck fuck, kill kill
ellauri006.html on line 239: Everybody wants to kill you, fuck you,
ellauri011.html on line 499: Vanhempien kanssa oli aina känää. Tiukka inssi isä, moneymaker pennyfucker, löysempi jumalinen homemaker äiti. Kerran (ainakin) Patu väärensi isän nimen kaverin työnhakupapereihin. Vanhemmat pani Paulon pakkohoitoon funny farmille.
ellauri011.html on line 773: Pillerit sai aikaan hippiaatteen, vapautti naiset, mutta sai myös miehet vonkaaman ihan uudella tarmolla: "älä nyt viitti pihdata, ei se siitä kulu" ja sitä rataa. Olkaa yhtä hyviä kuin me miehet, jakorasioita. Make love, not war. Aw, fuck peace, fuck me.
ellauri016.html on line 1139: Donald Duck, eivaan Dump, fuck, Trump, armahtaa julman teurastajan sotarikollisen joka veisti puukolla aseetonta karvakättä ja otti selfieitä ruumiin vierellä. Mit vit? Reipasta sotatoimintaa, jenkkisotilaan normipäivä. Olemme kouluttaneet sotilaista tappokoneita, eihän niitä voi sitten tappamisesta rangaista. Se olis yhtä päätöntä kun rangaista USAn presidenttiä maanpetoxesta.
ellauri022.html on line 601: Samat eat!fuck!kill! tyypin kropleemit toistuu kun tyypit sekoaa, ja niiden reaktiot siihen on aina samat. Apinat on suht yxinkertasia koneita, ja ne menee aina samoista kohtaa rikki. Ne on tyyppivikoja.
ellauri028.html on line 198: Apparently man is a selfish prick that can't think for himself and relies on "outside influences". He is a chameleon. He is nothing but a mere machine. Well, at least according to Twain. Man is a fraud and only lives for himself. He is really driving home this point that everyone is selfish and acts out of selfish needs (big surprise?), even if viewed (publicly and personally) as a self-sacrificing person. My question is; who cares? If the end result is the same, what does the actions matter. Let's say, saving a woman from a burning house. Twain says you do this out of making yourself feel good and avoiding the pain of not saving the woman, nothing else; the woman comes second to your own need of feeling good. But regardless of how it makes you feel, you still saved the woman in the end. The good is still done, even though you did it for yourself. Forget how the action was achieved. What does it matter if we refer to this as "self sacrificing" or "selfishness". Answer me this question, Twain! THE ACTION REMAINS THE SAME!!!.... I feel this must have been written during a time when everyone was going around smugly proclaiming to be self-sacrificing do-gooders and self-proclaimed religious nuts while really being shitty people; which had to be the most annoying thing ever. I guess it feels a bit outdated and I think people who naively go around claiming that they are "self-sacrificing do-gooders" are simply laughed at in our post modern times as smug assholes who need to get off their high horse (high horse? who owns a fucking horse nowadays, anyways?). I feel it is pretty accepted now that those who do good are doing them for their own selfish gains and the view of acceptance by others, at least I think this is the case. I don't know cause I don't know do-gooders, everyone I know (including myself) are dicks and more concerned with their celluar phones and creating social dating websites on the internet in vain attempts to pick up chicks only to drink alone and desperately spend several hours harassing women on social dating sites until one, out of pity, decides to respond to your 50 private messages, which then they foolishly decides to set up a date with you; only for you to be disappointed and stood up; which results in more drinking and paying a "dancer" to give you a hand job behind the goodwill on a Saturday night....
ellauri031.html on line 98: Y gillar morbror Max, som är en annan likadan psykopat som Y. Moster Betty och Max är finfina och ska försöka fila bort Inger-Johannes kanter. Y är helt omusikalisk men sjunger högt och falskt ändå. Kamraterna skrattar åt sjungandet men är avundsjuka när Y får resa till morbror Max. Y skryter en hel del, säger att farbror Max är stenrik och tom adel, vad dumt! Magister Alm petar flickorna med fuckfingret, som är visst ett par decimeter långt. Y gör lite välgörenhet åt ålderdomshemmets gummor. En gumma säjer hon ska säkert dö förrän Y kommer tillbaks. Y tänker det är bara bra att hon slipper vänta på Y hela sommaren. Hemma blir hon först sur för at klänningen blev inte bra nog, och därefter grinig för hon ska bort hemifrån. Men det blev härligt att resa i varje fall.
ellauri035.html on line 1083: Foucault siis täydensi "Tunne izesi" kehotusta neuvolla "Hemmottele izeäsi". Foucault'n näkemystä uusiin suuntiin laajentaen Rabinow on asettanut haasteen keksiä nykyajan eroottisiin ja antropofagisiin ongelmiin sopivia laitteita – nykyaikaisia silikonisia laitteita. If the challenge of contemporary equipment is to develop a mode of fucking as ethical anthropological practice, it also involves the design or redesign of venuses within which such ethical but still rewarding fornication is possible. Case work can indicate strengths and weaknesses in the venuses into which penal inquiry is initiated and performed. Casework, therefore, is an essential aspect of inquiry neither reducible to theory nor an end-in-itself but rather in an informant's end. Rabinowin heimoveljet israeli-arabisodissa teki rättipäille alapesun ennenkö raiskasivat ne. Siisti täytyy aina olla sanoi kissa hietikolla.
ellauri043.html on line 6619: Adios motherfucker
ellauri048.html on line 1129: This stanza is to be found in Canto 27. The last two lines are usually taken as offering a meditation on the dissolution of a romantic relationship. However, the lines originally referred to the death of the poet's beloved friend. They are reminiscent of a line from William Congreve's popular 1700 play, The Way of the World: "'tis better to be left than never to have been loved." What the fuck, this is an obvious homoerotic elegy.
ellauri053.html on line 754: Tagoren miälestä runouden päämaalina on koruttomuuden ja pidättyväisyyden muodossa ilmenevä täyden täyteläisyyden kauneus. What the fuck.
ellauri053.html on line 1436: BTW: Who the fuck is Ronsard?. Jos piditte tästä, voisitte myös pitää tästä.
ellauri062.html on line 431: Lófasz oli ruma sana unkarixi kuten uumoilin. Se on englannixi fuck.
ellauri065.html on line 228: Finding himself out of work after film school in 1976, Ferrara directed a pornographic film, 9 Lives of a Wet Pussy, using a pseudonym. Starring with his then-girlfriend, he recalled having to step in front of the camera for one scene to perform in a hardcore sex scene: "It's bad enough paying a guy $200 to fuck your girlfriend, then he can't get it up." Ferrara lives in Rome, Italy. He moved there following the 9/11 attacks because it was easier for him to find financing for his movies in Europe. Ferrara descibes himself as a Buddhist. Because Jesus was a living man, and so were Buddha and Muhammad. These three guys changed the fucking world, with their passion and love of other human beings. All these guys had was their word, and they came from fucking nowhere. I’m not saying Nazareth is nowhere – I’m sure Jesus came from a very cool neighbourhood. Ferrara shows his love for other human beings by making films with a lot of FUCK! FUCK! and KILL! KILL! in them. His love of money is no match for his love of his neighbor primates.
ellauri066.html on line 259: WHAT? You lost me here, you zealot fuckheads. Wow Peg you did not exaggerate a whit. You portray the puritans just the way they are.
ellauri067.html on line 441: “I was so fucked up while I was writing it . . . that now I go back over some of those sequences and I can’t figure out what I could have meant.”
ellauri069.html on line 395: —the Pökler family, consisting of a rocket engineer father manipulated by the German government, a leftist mother protesting that government, and a daughter who may or may not have survived the camps, whom Pökler fucks with all the more merriment;
ellauri069.html on line 397: —Greta Erdmann, pornographic film actress and mother/groomer of Bianca, a child-victim who becomes the novel’s symbol of how fascism has corrupted and destroyed innocence - ah fuck, I mean the Shirley Temple lookalike whom Pynchon/Slothrup fucks completely delirious.
ellauri069.html on line 399: —the peregrinations of a Soviet agent named Tchitcherine, a man initiated into mysticism while administering a territory in Central Asia and now on vengeful search for his Herero half-brother, who also has his share of juicy fucks;
ellauri069.html on line 655: Love is nature's way of giving a reason to be fucking
ellauri072.html on line 160: It was an episode in Frost’s life that occurred in 1894, when he was 20. He desperately wanted to fuck his high school girlfriend, Elinor White, pressuring her to quit St. Lawrence University as he had Dartmouth. She refused.
ellauri073.html on line 254: Hahaha look at you you fat fuck. You choose to spend your time bashing a man who has been dead for a decade, and there's no real reason for it other than the obvious jealousy that consumes you as an ugly person, inside and out. You break your criticism down into two distinctions: Foster's writing and his character. First, on your criticism of his character, I will say that it is entirely ironic that you choose to do so, considering that in your mediocre (that's right buddy your disgustingly fat ass as it is right now is entirely more mediocre than most unmistakably mediocre things, including (but not limited to) the entire Oakland Athletics organization) life your accomplishments include being - and here I'm just being honest with you, and it's possible that you may have heard this already in your pathetic, insufferable life but just hear me out -- LITERALLY THE FATTEST, BALDEST, AND JUST FLAT OUT UGLIEST PIECE OF SHIT PERSON I HAVE EVER SEEN. (For more on that here's a link to a picture I found of Matt online during a quick goggle search: https://www.google.com/sear....
ellauri073.html on line 258: Really, I would have expected one of the first pictures I saw of Matt Fartey to be one of professional caliber, but interestingly enough the first thing that came up when I searched his name was that picture -- a picture so startling in all that it conveys that it was almost too much for me to witness its allure and then continue along on this tirade; luckily I am a man of strong willpower, and so I was able to continue writing after seeing that picture without shooting myself in the head.) Anyways where was I...oh that's right! Matt Fartey's "accomplishments" and character! Well ladies and gents, he runs a fucking hate blog. Enough said. I doubt he even earns much from it too, though he obviously earns enough to afford an adequate amount of fast food meals that will surely keep his little hate-filled body going until the age of 47, where he will surely die of a collapsed lung or heart attack. When they find his body he will be mistaken for Matt FOLEY, which will obviously be a total disparagement on the late Chris Farley. If you know, you know.
ellauri080.html on line 392: Michigan State University has distinguished nine different traits of temperament in kids. Dear parent if you don't understand your child read on. What the fuck! Americanism smells extremely strongly here!
ellauri080.html on line 744: For his service in the Boer War, Gandhi was awarded the Queen’s South Africa Medal. What the fuck was he doing fighting a colonial war for the British? On the other hand, Boers were no better than Brits in that respect. They took turns on sitting on the natives, with the Indian middle class sitting in the middle.
ellauri080.html on line 1056: Kaikista Bylsimän kämmeistä huolimatta täytyy vähän haukuskella myös pelaajia. Kuten sanottua Zach oli aivan paska, ei saanut mitään aikaan kentällä ja oli täys märkä pyyhe pukuhuoneessa. Ei siitä ollut minkään maakunnan palvelujohtajaxi. Tiimipotenssi oli ihan hakusessa, hännät roikkuivat syndeistä jalkovälissä kuin aukipäässeet luikannauhat. Tiimi lähti Sochista äärimmäisen pettyneinä tuloxeen. Taas kerran saatiin turpaan mailta joista niin toivorikkaina joskus lähdettiin kultaa vuolemaan. Kulta meni Kanadaan ja muut metallit jäi vanhaan Eurooppaan. Oh fuck it all.
ellauri092.html on line 96: So in June 1873 he arrived again into Liverpool, England, accompanied by his asthmatic wife and song leader Ira Sankey as his other wife. Key men who were leaders and financers who had invited him with the promise of financial help had died since he was last there. There were no meetings, no funds and no committees. What the fuck. It seemed all was lost. Maybe they would just have to return to America? Only one unattractive invitation came from York in the North of England and so there they went. It was hard ground but in the midst of these meetings one unimpressed minister called F.B. Meyer slowly melted and then ignited with holy fervent fire. Our friends fled the scene as fast as they could. Next the Evangelistic foursome moved to Sunderland for several weeks of sole eating meetings where Cod’s power to inflate liver was manifest. In August they brought coals to Newcastle where a daily paper meeting was conducted with some 300 saints in attendance. No other lighting was necessary. News spread throughout the whole land that Creedence Clearvater Revival was coming to churches and salivation to thousands. Other towns were visited in the same manner and left as quickly as the audience caught on that a less inspiring Yankee foursome was doing the song and play.
ellauri094.html on line 762: So just as we learn music, we cannot become better without practice and experience of music on our instrument of choice (mine is the Jewish Harp, quite popular by the rivers of Babylon). Your confession that you found prayer to be irrelevant is the same as a man banging a child on a piano and then giving up because all the banging just produced noise. You need to be taught how to pray by someone who knows how and then you need to practice, practice, practice for the rest of your life. And still you don't get a hole in one every time, I don't. Although I was trained to pray by various Catholic priests who pray for a living. Prayer professionals who get paid for it. No fucking amateurs like you. By now I find the hole usually quite easily, and can get it in after a few putts with a little help from my priestly friend.
ellauri096.html on line 719: "Kielen rajat ovat maailman rajat" sehän on nuoren Ludin versio iänikuisesta idealismista. Kielellinen käänne, what the fuck, samaa kakkaa se on vaan toisennäköisessä kääreessä. Loppukiireissä Wittgensteinkin alkoi jauhaa uskontoa. Kun vähän raaputtaa niin näistä idealistipelleistä alkaa sarven tai siiventynkä pilkottaa.
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ellauri099.html on line 226: Very low rope barriers separated off areas that visitors were not meant to visit. I looked around for a guard, saw no one, and stepped onto the green moss and made my way quietly to the location of Aristotle’s library. On my hands and knees, I saw the ground was littered with tiny delicate snail shells, no bigger than a fingernails, scattered like empty scholars’ backpacks. My partner gave me one, and I put it in my pocket. I had it on my desk right in front of me as I was writing this. Inadvertently, I crushed it to pieces under the weight of one of Mr. Staikos’s huge tomes on the history of libraries. There’s probably a moral in this, but it escapes me. The moral is this: fucking Americans, keep your fat butts and greedy fingers off European soil!
ellauri101.html on line 503: Kawalis: Somali street slang used in the UK for finessing or fuckin with someone's head for your own advantage. "Yo I'm gonna kawalis him for some weed." "Yo u kawalisd him for £5,000??"
ellauri106.html on line 46: Philip Roth has not had much luck with biographers. Late in his life, furiously aggrieved after the failure of his marriage to the actress Claire Bloom and the publication of Bloom’s incendiary memoir of their years together, he asked a close friend, Ross Miller, an English professor at the University of Connecticut, to take on the task. Roth sent Miller lists of family members and friends he wanted to be interviewed, along with the questions that he felt should be asked. (“Would you have expected him to achieve success on the scale he has?”) It didn’t work out, for various reasons. Roth had wanted Miller to refute a familiar charge, “this whole mad fucking misogynistic bullshit!” that he felt flattened his long erotic history into one false accusation. But Miller came to his own conclusion. “There is a predatory side to both Sandy and Philip,” he told a cousin of Roth’s. (Sandy was Roth’s older brother.) “They look at women—I’m not gonna write about this—but they are misogynist. They talk about women in that way.”
ellauri106.html on line 50: What may be more damning, though, is what the Bailey revelations don’t change. “It wasn’t just ‘Fucked this one fucked that one fucked this one,’ ” Roth once told Miller. Yet Bailey’s biography gives the impression that it was exactly like that: a long life spent writing book after book, and pursuing, then fleeing from, woman after woman after woman.
ellauri106.html on line 52: It was not Bailey’s role as a biographer to pass judgment on his subject. He needed only try to understand him, and to make us understand him, too. “Why shouldn’t I be treated as seriously as Colette on this?” Roth had asked Miller, of the sex question. “She gave a blow job to this guy in the railway station. Who gives a fuck about that? . . . That doesn’t tell me anything. What did hand jobs mean to her?”
ellauri106.html on line 630: Stop treating the misogyny in Philip Roth’s work like a dirty secret, sanoo feministisempi ääni vasemmalta. Roth’s sex-positive sexism is one of the ways he truly portrayed the American soul. the question “Is Roth a misogynist?” was pooh-poohed memorably by Keith Gessen. “If you hated women, why would you spend all your time thinking about fucking them?” he asked. For many 21st-century Americans, it’s still not misogyny at all but the normal psychology of the male.
ellauri107.html on line 408: So why do we put up with him? (Sabbath? No I mean Roth.) Are we just drawn by the villainous? Who "we"? Speak for yourself motherfucker. Whose name was Jude Cook. Översatt på svenska: judekuk. Phil had good reason to be afraid of the judgment day.
ellauri109.html on line 330: What the fuck just open up the corpse and retrieve the papers. The plot simply sucks. Kleist was clearly not the sharpest pencil in the box.
ellauri109.html on line 569: Roth was flattened by “Leaving a Doll’s House” and the bad publicity that came with it. He never got over it. “You know what Chekhov said when someone said to him ‘This too shall pass?’ ” Roth told Bailey. “ ‘Nothing passes.’ Put that in the fucking book.”
ellauri109.html on line 583: Roth asked Ross Miller to write his biography after his women friends Hermione Lee and Judith Thurman declined his invitations. He coached Miller on lines of questioning. He was particularly anxious for Miller to rebut “This whole mad fucking misogynistic bullshit!” “It wasn’t just ‘Fucked this one fucked that one fucked this one,’ ” he told Miller in one of their interviews.”
ellauri109.html on line 585: Why shouldn’t I be treated as seriously as Colette on this? She gave a blow job to this guy in the railway station. Who gives a fuck about that? . . . That doesn’t tell me anything. What did hand jobs mean to her? Why did she like that?”
ellauri111.html on line 535: What the fuck. I can number the points again if it helps.
ellauri112.html on line 604: What the fuck? 3rd baby at 40 is not exactly unprepared.
ellauri112.html on line 607: Drew’s brother Craig (Mark Duplass) only adds to her consternation. Craig and his wife are rich, over-achievers who can’t help but look down at Marlo’s messy mothering. Är dom inte äckliga? Spypåsarna till vänster om dörrarna. Life is not just boring, it is a fucking pile of clichés. You´ve seen one of them, you´ve seen them all. Jussi Snellman, don´t bother with reincarnation!
ellauri112.html on line 636: What the fuck? Where did her money come from before Drew? Not from her shitty home for sure. Soliciting?
ellauri112.html on line 897: Persistently, honorable men are engaged in a discussion as to what should be the contents of the communion cup. Should the cup contain wine, the fermented juice of grapes? Or should it be unfermented grape juice? Does it matter? What difference does it make, if any? Should church leaders accommodate both Christians who want to use wine, as well as those who prefer unfermented grape juice, by offering what is sometimes called a “split cup” or a “split tray”? In other words, what should be the second “element,” or the contents of the communion cup? Can grape juice change to real blood and no fucking tomato juice? How should such questions—controversial as they are—be answered?
ellauri118.html on line 834: Her father belonged to the lesser nobility, and was for awhile governor of Pontoise, and later of Havre. Her mother was sprung from an ancient family of Provence, among whom, says Auger, literary talent had long been a heritage; but the mother herself — if we are to believe Cardinal de Retz, but why should we believe that fuckhead — possessed no talent save that of intrigue. Well that's half of a novelist's job according to narratologists.
ellauri119.html on line 420: Love encompasses a range of strong and positive emotional and mental states, from the most sublime virtue or good habit, the deepest interpersonal affection, to the simplest pleasure. An example of this range of meanings is that the love of a mother differs from the love of a spouse, which differs from the love of food. A minority of monkeys fuck their relatives, but such monkey business still happens. Few people fuck their food, with Philip Roth as a notable exception. Most commonly, love refers to a feeling of strong attraction and emotional attachment. You are so cute I could eat you! Eat my shorts!
ellauri119.html on line 430: In addition to cross-cultural differences in understanding love, ideas about love have also changed greatly over time. Some historians date modern conceptions of romantic love to courtly Europe during or after the Middle Ages, although the prior existence of romantic attachments is attested by ancient love poetry. The complex and abstract nature of love often reduces discourse of love to a thought-terminating cliché. Several common proverbs regard love, from Virgil's "Love conquers all" to The Beatles' "All You Need Is Love". St. Thomas Aquinas, following Aristotle, defines love as "to will the good of another." Bertrand Russell describes love as a condition of "absolute value," as opposed to relative value.[citation needed] Philosopher Gottfried Leibniz said that love is "to be delighted by the happiness of another." Meher Baba stated that in love there is a "feeling of unity" and an "active appreciation of the intrinsic worth of the object of love." But who the fuck is Meher Baba? Biologist Jeremy Griffith defines love as "unconditional selflessness". In Hebrew, אהבה (ahava) is the most commonly used term for both interpersonal love and love between God and God's creations. Chesed, often translated as loving-kindness, is used to describe many forms of love between human beings. In Hebrew, אהבה (ahava) is the most commonly used term for both interpersonal love and love between God and God's creations. Chesed, often translated as loving-kindness, is used to describe many forms of love between human beings. The 20th-century rabbi Eliyahu Eliezer Dessler is frequently quoted as defining love from the Jewish point of view as "giving without expecting to take" (from his Michtav me-Eliyahu, Vol. 1). Rakkaus on siis ekonomisesti sulaa hulluutta!
ellauri119.html on line 436: What the fuck, so they should stay virgins? Did Mary become ex-virgin when Joseph started fucking her? The Ortodox say YES! the rest say NO! She remained a honorary virgin to the end of her days. When Joseph fucked her she just closed her eyes and thought about her first love affair.
ellauri119.html on line 466: The industrial revolution in the XVIIIth century created free love, great public and small celebrities. Goodbye nobility, welcome notables! What the fuck, same difference.
ellauri131.html on line 756: Prince Harry is another royal pain in the ass, and so is Meghan Markle only more so. In a 2021 interview with The Sun, the High Flying Birds frontman eloquently described Prince Harry as a "fucking woke snowflake" in response to his criticisms of the royal family. And referencing his own sibling rivalry with Liam Gallagher, Noel even admitted to sympathizing with Prince William, remarking, "I feel that fucking lad's pain. He's got a fucking younger brother shooting his fucking mouth off with shit that is just so unnecessary. So do I. I'd like to think I was always the William."
ellauri133.html on line 63:
The most important sentence of your novel is the first one. The most important paragraph is the first one. The most important page... well, you get the idea. Without a great opening, no-one will read your book. Fuck you! If your readers are so wimpy fuck them too!
ellauri133.html on line 71: Dialogue. Normally, dialogue is great and really lifts a story, but if you don't have any idea about the characters who are talking, it won't work. One line of speech can work. For instance "All cars proceed immediately to Main Street. Major riot in progress." establishes the setting and gives a lot of hints about the MC. What Main Character? This MUST be some tv watching imbecile who can't handle more than one face at a time. And why those fucking patrol cars again?
ellauri133.html on line 83: Have you ever watched American Idol or X factor at the audition stage? Then you'll know the way you can usually tell within five notes if the singer is actually able to sing and is likely to go through. It's the same with writing. Any writer who can't manage a decent opening is not likely to get much better a hundred pages on. Whining for a second chance because "I sing a lot better in the second verse" (or "The second chapter is really good") doesn't fool anyone. What an idiot. There are lots of books that start out slow but grow on you. But fuck you, you're just such an idiot that hardly has the patience to spell laboriously through the title. Right into the garbage can from the Amazon box if the cover does not please. Your kind had better just watch Netflix or HBO, or reruns of American Idiots and X Position.
ellauri133.html on line 213: "Sille" ei ole muuta nimeä kuin SE. (Ainiin onhan se Pennyfucker, muze on jo toinen tarina.)
ellauri133.html on line 424: In Thinner, the female character incites the entire plot of the book through a fuck with her husband, the protagonist.
ellauri140.html on line 209: In the year after being driven from "his home", 1599, Spenser travelled to London, where he died at the age of forty-six – "for want of bread", according to Ben Jonson; one of Jonson's more doubtful statements, since Spenser had a payment to him authorised by the government and was due his pension (What the fuck, ei kaxitonnisella vuodessa vielä kuuhun mennä.)
ellauri142.html on line 71: Count Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy (/ˈtoʊlstɔɪ/; Russian: Лев Николаевич Толстой, 28 August 1828 – 7 November 1910), usually referred to in English as Leo Tolstoy, was a Russian writer who is regarded as one of the greatest authors of all time. He received nominations for the Nobel Prize in Literature every year from 1902 to 1906 and for the Nobel Peace Prize in 1901, 1902, and 1909. That he never won is a major controversy. Instead, Rudyard Kipling got the medal 1907. What the fuck?
ellauri142.html on line 572: Kaikki on siis Krishnan syytä. Sitä ehinkin jo uumoilla. Krishtushkin oli syntipukki, kuten kaimansa. Jumalasta ei ole monta kopiota, vaan se ainut laatuaan ja kaikki kaikessa. (Paizi nippu puuppia, sanoinhan sen jo.) Senpä tautta muurareiden looshissakin on vapaakappale myös Herran viisua. On siellä varmemmaxi vakuudexi myös Koraani ja Gideon's Bible. Two men say they're Jesus, one of them must be wrong. Or else they are in fact one and the same. They do it with mirrors, motherfuckers. Hän ilmenee meille erinäisillä tavoilla, milloin paxuna inkkarina, milloin partapozona.
ellauri143.html on line 114: Of the 1,330 couplets in the text, 40 couplets relate to god, rain, calisthenics, and virtue; 340 on fundamental everyday virtues of an individual; 250 on royalty; 100 on ministers of state; 220 on essential requirements of administration; 130 on social morality, both positive and negative; and 250 on human love, fucking and passion. Just goes to show.
ellauri143.html on line 264: Who, not a shit reflecting, fuck a neighbour's wife?
ellauri144.html on line 94: Mutta onko Clarxon homo? Ainaskin se on aivan vitun homofoobi, joka on vahva vihje kaappihomosta. (Ei koske minua, I refuse to be bummed.) The Amazon Prime show sees presenters Jeremy Clarkson, Richard Hammond and James May travel the world reviewing cars. The Ofcom complaint comes after Young took issue with a comment in one of the episodes in which the trio made jokes about the Wrangler Jeep being a ‘gay man’s car’..... and then Hammond and May’s ‘quips’ to Clarkson wearing chaps, a pink shirt, he should get some moisturiser. It’s fucking pathetic and actually homophobic. Jeremy Clarkson: I’m not homophobic, I enjoy watching lesbians on the internet.
ellauri144.html on line 671: 2359 Homosexual persons are called to chastity. By the virtues of self-mastery that teach them inner freedom, at times by the support of disinterested friendship, by prayer and sacramental grace, they can and should gradually and resolutely approach Christian perfection. The rest of us can fuck to our hearts´ content as soon as the priest has said the magic word.
ellauri144.html on line 694: What the fuck???
ellauri150.html on line 461: Ben-Hurista ei meinannut ensin löytyä kuin filmikäsikirjoitus. Synopsis: Judah Ben-Hur lives as a rich Jewish merchant prince in Jerusalem at the beginning of the 1st century. Together with the new governor Pontius Pilate, his old friend Messiah arrives as commanding officer of the Roman legions. At first they are happy to meet after a long time but their different politic views separate them. During the welcome parade a roof tile falls down from Judah's house and injures the governor. Although Messiah knows they are not guilty as such, he sends Judah to the galleys and throws his mother and sister into prison. What the fuck, their house was a menace! Good old Hammurabi would have had their heads off. But Judah swears to come back and take revenge. Genre: Adventure, Drama, History.
ellauri151.html on line 88: What the fuck. All the trouble and here is the thanx. Eikö hyvä pastori pääse pukille? Huono tarina. Paskakirja. Pastorin teltta lyyhähtää, poika ruoskii sillä aikaa alas omaansa jossain munkkikammiossa. Huomaa että paha pastori oli protestantti.
ellauri155.html on line 685: You must also note that God predestines people such as Paul and his friends in Rom. 8:30, and Eph. 1:5, 11. There is, however, controversy as to the nature of this predestination. In the Reformed (Calvinist) camp, predestination includes individuals. In other words, the Reformed doctrine of predestination is that God predestines whom He wants to be saved and that without this predestination, none would be saved. The non-Reformed camp states that God predestines people to salvation, but that these people freely choose to follow God on their own. In other words, in the non-Reformed perspective, God is reacting to the will of individuals and predestining them only because they choose God, whereby contrast the Reformed position states that people choose God only because He has first predestined them. I must say that the non-reformed position 2) sounds like gobbledygook. Either you get predestined or you don´t, what the fuck. Who was it that thought predestination and free will were compatible, was it Hume? Yes it was! The Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy paper on this topic is so wordy that it needed translating into Basic English.
ellauri155.html on line 773: God’s thoughts are higher than man’s, and men will be trapped in a mental maze if they try to understand things that are beyond their human comprehension. So what the fuck do you bother us with them in the first place? Can´t you just get comfy in the institution and play with Nopperi blocks?
ellauri155.html on line 866: Strawson’s purposed to dissolve the so-called problem of determinism and responsibility by drawing a contrast between two different perspectives we can take on the world: the ‘participant’ and ‘objective’ standpoints. These perspectives involve different explanations of other people’s actions. From the objective point of view, we see people as elements of the natural world, causally manipulated and manipulable in various ways. From the participant point of view, we see others as appropriate objects of ‘reactive attitudes’, attitudes such as gratitude, anger, sympathy and resentment, which presuppose the responsibility of other people. These two perspectives are opposed to one another, but both are legitimate. In particular, Strawson argues that our reactive attitudes towards others and ourselves are natural and irrevocable. They are a central part of what it is to be human. The truth of determinism cannot, then, force us to give up the participant standpoint, because the reactive attitudes are too deeply embedded in our humanity. Fuck humanity, and fuck viewpoints. Game theory is an optimization technology used by animals. As such it forms a part of the causal net.
ellauri156.html on line 68: Many tragic incidents occur as the unexpected outcome of a sequence of events. Certainly that is the case with King David. A little vacation from war leads to a day spent in bed, followed by a stroll along the roof of his palace as night begins to fall on Jerusalem. By chance, David sees a woman bathing herself, a sight which David fixes upon, his pecker coming instantly to attention, and then follows up on with an investigation as to her identity. The woman is shortly summoned to the palace and then to his bedroom, where David sleeps with her (well no, actually he spends time with her very much awake; what is meant by this euphemism is that he fucks the lady crazy.) Even though he has discovered she is the wife of Uriah, a warrior who is fighting for the army of Israel. Never mind. The woman becomes pregnant, and so David calls Uriah home, hoping it will be thought that he has gotten his wife pregnant. When this does not work, David gives orders to Joab, the commander of the army, which arranges for Uriah's death in battle. It looks like the perfect crime, but David's sin is discovered and dealt with by Nathan, the prophet of God. Nathan is Philip Roth's alter ego's name, Nathan Zuckerman! Can this be an accident? Jehova knows, it's too late to ask Phil.
ellauri156.html on line 106: But why the fuck was it a sin in the first place? Censuses are taxation events. David was after money, not blood, since when is that a sin in Jehovah's book? Or maybe he did not want to draw the sword, but rather sheathe it with Bathsheba? Now that is a sin, if the vagina is not one of yours. Hey, read on, Bob explains it all:
ellauri156.html on line 120: What the fuck? Jesus was a wimp par excellence, so precisely by NOT taking part in a war David was a perfect role model for this pacifist.
ellauri156.html on line 269: I am not suggesting that David purposed to see something he should not. (I bet he did, peeping Tom. You actually come round to the same conclusion below, Bob.) More than likely he is walking about, almost absent-mindedly, when suddenly his eyes fix on something that rivets his attention on a woman bathing herself. The text does not really tell us where this woman is bathing, and why at this time of the night? We only know that she is within sight of David's penthouse (rooftop). David notes her beauty. He does not know who she is or whether she is married. We cannot be certain how much David sees, and thus we do not know for certain whether he has yet sinned. (What the fuck? How much do you need to see to sin? Are boobs enough, or do you need to see the pudendum or the fanny?) If David saw more of this woman than he should (a fact still in question), then he surely should have diverted his eyes. It was not necessarily evil for him to discretely inquire about her. If she were unmarried and eligible, he could have taken her for his wife. His inquiry would make this clear.
ellauri156.html on line 291: What the fuck again, Hittites were to Jews like the Brits, an old empire from the time of Gideon. What is there to laugh about, is it like middle class Americans laughing at Brits as upperclass twits?
ellauri156.html on line 307: When we read of this incident, we do so through Western eyes. We live in a day when a woman has the legal right to say “No” at any point in a romantic relationship. If the man refuses to stop, that is regarded as a violation of her rights; it is regarded as rape. It didn't work that way for women in the ancient Near East. Lot could offer his virgin daughters to the wicked men of Sodom, to protect strangers who were his guests, and there was not one word of protest from his daughters when he did so (Genesis 19:7-8). Even less later, when they asked their father Lot to fuck them at will. These virgins were expected to obey their father, who was in authority over them. Michal was first given to David as his wife, and then Saul took her back and gave her to another man. And then David took her back (1 Samuel 25:44; 2 Samuel 3:13-16). Apparently Michal had no say in this whole sequence of events. Oh, those days of innocence!
ellauri156.html on line 419: As a consequence, David becomes attracted to Bathsheba who is the wife of Uriah, one of David's soldiers. The attraction is mutual although both know an affair would break the law of Moses. When Bathsheba discovers she is pregnant by David, the King sends for Uriah hoping he will spend time with his wife to cover her pregnancy. David's wife Michal who is aware of the affair, tells David that Uriah did not go home but slept at the castle as a sign of loyalty to his King. LOL, a sign of "fuck you" pointed at Dave with Uriah's middle finger without a nail.
ellauri156.html on line 574: Second, “How far can a Christian fall?” This far [Bob points down there with his fingers]. David not only commits the sin of adultery, he commits murder. I think it is safe to say that there is no sin of which the Christian is not capable in the flesh. I have heard people say, “I don't know how a person who _______ could have ever been a Christian.” There are times -- like this time for David -- when it is obvious that we will hardly be saved by the testimony of our actions. Christians come from just the same gene pool of motherfuckers as the rest of us.
ellauri156.html on line 645: When Bathsheba's mourning is complete, David sends for her and brings her to himself as his wife. Wait, was little David born as yet, or did he start fucking her with her belly full? I do not see him bending down on his knees, proposing. I do not see him courting her, sending her roses. I see him “taking” her once again. And again. In fact, this is my favourite part. The question in my mind is, “Why?” Why does David take Bathsheba into his house as one of his wives? I do not think he is any longer trying to “cover up” his sin; it is far too late for that. She must be “showing” her pregnancy by now, and it is hard to imagine how all Israel cannot know what has been going on. It appears that at this point, David is not trying to conceal his sin, but to legitimize it. Whatever David's reasons may be, they are hardly spiritual, and they are most certainly self-serving.
ellauri156.html on line 660: In these verses, David makes it clear that God is at work even when it does not appear to be so. During the time David tries to cover up his sin, God is at work exposing it in his heart. These are not times of pleasure and joy, as Satan would like us to conclude; they are days of misery. David is plagued with guilt. He cannot sleep, and it seems he cannot eat. Worst of all, he cannot fuck. He is not sleeping nights, and he is losing weight. Whether or not David recognizes it as God who is at work in him, he does know he is miserable. It is this misery which tenderizes David, preparing him for the rebuke Nathan Zuckermann is to bring, preparing him for repentance. David's repentance is not the result of David's assessment of his situation; it is the result of divine intervention. Hey wait? If that is the case, where is the much-advertised free will? He has gone so far in sin that he cannot think straight. God is at work in David's life to break him, so that he will once again cast himself upon God for grace. He has good experience in casting himself upon folk, from Saul thru Jonathan to Bathsheba.
ellauri156.html on line 798: Because David did what was right in the sight of the LORD, and had not turned aside from anything that He commanded him all the days of his life, except in the case of Uriah the Hittite, and, well, in a minor way, stalking Bathsheba while she was washing herself and then fucking her without leave (1 Kings 15:5, emphasis mine).nn
ellauri158.html on line 53: What Clarke argues is that the Newtonian natural system and the findings that stem from it are incompatible with the “blind necessity” that characterizes both the Epicurean and Spinozistic world picture, precisely because this system implies the existence of an immaterial and wise Creator. What the fuck? It is a deterministic system par excellence. Ach, tarkoitatte alkuehtoja. Vanha antroposentrinen jumalatodistus: jos jumala ei olis säätänyt kaikkea näin hyvin, ei olis meitäkään. Tää ei voi olla sattumaa! Maailmamme ei voi olla 1 ziljoonasta sokeasta yrityxestä! Vai voiko se? This lottery is unfair, huutaa Shirley Jackson kiukkuisena, kun kivet lentävät. Shirley putkahti esille albumissa 133 ja putkahtaa uudelleen esille albumissa 270.
ellauri159.html on line 675: Perhaps the clearest way to define loyalty is unswerving in allegiance to the latest boss. We are all on different paths in life; when you choose to not swerve from the path the latest lord has for you, that’s loyalty. When you have the opportunity to veer from it for friendship or marriage but choose not to, you are acting out of loyalty. When you spit on your parents to join a sect, that is loyalty. This is the new law, fuck the ten commandments.
ellauri159.html on line 1165: You have the most energy at the beginning of a project, when inspiration first hits. Take advantage of this initial burst, but don’t get so engrossed in the project that you ignore basic needs like eating, fucking and killing. Remember to replenish your physical energy. You’ll get more done in the long run.
ellauri160.html on line 810: Dammit, nothing to do with the quality or genre of the humor, (as for stumbling, just look at Chaplin) it´s just about the fucking continentals poking insipid fun of us anglo saxons who invented this kind of humor after all, that´s what is not funny, no Sir, no indeed. Those traitor British actors should be brought to the wall and shot, if they weren´t dead already.
ellauri161.html on line 560: Haha, yeah, he is—and amen to that. This is the truest, most on-point movie I saw in 2021. McKay gets sinister in Don’t Look Up, and I, for one, am glad somebody is being appropriately nasty in pointing out how absolutely moronic humans have become in the new millennium. Sorry, folks: We are fucking up big time; McKay knows it; and he’s pulling no punches.
ellauri161.html on line 562: This is the darkest of dark comedies, and it covers many topics, including the continued decimation of our planet, our over-reliance on tech, our soul-killing obsession with social media, and the crazy space-race programs created by billionaire men. McKay’s brutal satire takes no prisoners, eviscerates political extremists and lemmings, and basically says we are all fucked if we continue on this current course—with or without an apocalyptic comet hurtling toward Earth
ellauri161.html on line 590: Don’t Look Up wants to paint our inaction with regard to climate change as the result of denialism and being distracted by silly things like, say, a movie streaming on Netflix. But climate change isn’t a comet headed our way in less than a year — a lousy, faulty metaphor for where we’re at right now. Except that IT IS! It's probably too late already. Now get a big mouth fuck goddam Allison Willmore,
ellauri161.html on line 610: In the line of the film's fire are power-crazed politicians, corporate czars and co-opted scientists peddling their convenient delusions to a crowd lulled and manipulated through news cycles aimed at achieving collective complacency and complicity. This is just too many for laughs, about 100% of the fucking Americans.
ellauri161.html on line 629: The world is going under, but is there still time for a quick fuck? Will there be Superbowl?
ellauri162.html on line 724: No syntiä on tietty 3 laista, EAT! FUCK! ja KILL! Näistä fuck ja kill on resiprookkisia, eli oikeastaan saman kolikon kääntöpuolia. Ei tarvis syntyä jos ei kuoltaisi ja kääntäen. Siitä surkeudesta alkaa iankaikkisuuden ezintä. EAT! eli reviiri, alias resurssipula, on molempien takana. Siihen ei Bernanos suin surminkaan tohdi koskea.
ellauri162.html on line 753: Lyrics Tove Lo, saddest girl on Sweden. Love to fuck you is that okay? Yleisön penkit märkinä kuin Jönsyn luennolla.
ellauri164.html on line 433: What the fuck. It all goes to show: meitä on moneen junaan. Takapiässä etupiässä. Onko Mikkeliin mänijöitä? Juna män justiisa. Terviisiä Mikkelistä, käskivät vetää kikkelistä.
ellauri164.html on line 564: They angrily inquired, "Why have ye brought up the congregation of the Lord into this wilderness, that we and our cattle should die there? And wherefore have ye made us to come up out of Egypt, to bring us in unto this evil place? it is no place of seed, or of figs, or of vines, or of pomegranates; neither is there any water to drink. What the fuck, you call this a promised land?
ellauri171.html on line 495: Oh fuck.
ellauri171.html on line 576: has she been there all the time? has the marriage already happened? What the fuck? The Bible leaves these questions unanswered.
ellauri171.html on line 976: What the fuck so she stuck to her own people's gods, that was her biggest sin. Besides being smarter than her rather goofy hubby Ahab.
ellauri171.html on line 1039: Wow there are two ladies in the good book called Tamar, Number 1 gets fucked by his father in law in bronze age (1898 BC). Number 2 gets raped by his brother shortly before the first temple (990 BC). Prime material for soap operas and home pornography.
ellauri171.html on line 1046: Storyline: Jacob's psychopath son Judah believes that his daughter-in-law Tamara 1 has killed two of his sons, and subjugates her so that she is unable to remarry. However, she ultimately tricks Judah into fucking her pregnant himself and therefore secures her place in the family. She gives Judah two more sons. Her story illustrates her loyalty and her willingness to be assertive and unconventional.
ellauri171.html on line 1052: Ostensibly, Tamar is only waiting for Shelah to grow up and mate with her. But after time passes, she realizes that Judah is not going to effect that union. She therefore devises a plan to secure her own future by tricking her father-in-law into having sex with her. She is not planning incest. A father-in-law may not sleep with his daughter-in-law (Lev 18:15), just as a brother-in-law may not sleep with his sister-in-law (Lev 18:16), but in-law incest rules are suspended for the purpose of the levirate. The levir is, after all, only a surrogate for the dead husband. What the fuck. Well, it takes one to know one.
ellauri171.html on line 1058: But there is a greater threat to his honor (aw fuck, stop, you're killing us). Rumor relates that Tamar is pregnant and has obviously been faithless to her obligation to Judah to remain chaste. Judah, as the head of the family, acts swiftly to restore his honor, commanding that she be burnt to death. But Tamar has anticipated this danger. She sends his identifying pledge to him, urging him to recognize that its owner is the father. Realizing what has happened, Judah publicly announces Tamar’s innocence. His cryptic phrase, zadekah mimmeni, is often translated “she is more in the right than I” (Gen 38:26), a recognition not only of her innocence, but also of his wrongdoing in not freeing her or performing the levirate. Another possible translation is “she is innocent—it [the child] is from me.” Judah has now performed the levirate (despite himself) and never cohabits with Tamar again. Once she is pregnant, future sex with a late son’s wife would be incestuous.
ellauri171.html on line 1097: He lured her to his room and raped her, then refused to marry her. Niin aina. She was disgraced, and never married. Her embittered brother Absalom rebelled against David, but was defeated and killed. Tamar lived out her days in the royal harem getting fucked on and off by the great King.
ellauri184.html on line 763: Let me just say: Norman Mailer is a massive loud mouthed boorish prick and yawning asshole of a man. His views towards women were...well, they were pretty fucked up for lack of better French. And his opinions on minorities has always been rather peculiar. As in very very strange. A former atheist, Mailer has now developed what seems to be his very own theology. But the book does prompt a few questions I have on this topic:
ellauri189.html on line 79: In 1825 Antoni Malczewski published a long poem, Maria (Marya: A Tale of the Ukraine), which constitutes his only contribution to Polish poetry but occupies a permanent place there as a widely imitated example of the so-called Polish-Ukrainian poetic school. In the poem, Wacław, a young husband, goes to fight the Tatars and, after routing the raiders, hurries home to his wife, Maria. All he finds is a cold corpse. Yeah, great. Oh fuck. What's the use. The poem makes use of diversified rhythms and carefully chosen rhymes; and its Byronic hero, as well as its picture of Ukraine as a land of sombre charm, assured Malczewski both popularity and critical applause.
ellauri192.html on line 269: Taking into sympathetic account the widest margin of human error, is it possible to take seriously an institution and procedure that passes over the majority of the greatest novelists and renewers of prose in the modern age? James Joyce, Marcel Proust, Franz Kafka (whose presence towers over our sensual literature and of the meaning of a bug, quite a feat for a little man who one should not expect to tower over anything much), Thomas Hardy, Joseph Conrad, Henry James, Andre Malraux, Hermann Broch, Robert Musil, D. H. Lawrence, either escaped the notice of or were, on nomination, rejected by the Nobel committee. Can one defend a jury which prefers the art of Pearl Buck (1938) to that of, say, Virginia Woolf? Paul Claudel, a picee of shit whose dramas we can set fairly beside those of Aeschylus and of Shakespeare just to scare people, never received the accolade. Paul Heyse was chosen, not Bertolt Brecht. Galsworthy is a Nobel, not Carlo Emilio Gadda, one of the most original and inventive writers of fiction in this century. Who the fuck is he? Composer of In-a-Gadda-da-Vida? No that was Iron Butterfly, and a good piece it was indeed.
ellauri192.html on line 351: The last American winner was Toni Morrison in 1993. No writer from South America has won since Gabriel Garcia Marquez in 1982. The previous North American winner was Canadian Saul Bellow, who won in 1976 and was a resident of the United States for much of his life. What the fuck he was a Chicago crook, as American as apple pie.
ellauri194.html on line 112: Vuonna 1940 kalifornialainen kirjailija John Steinbeck julkaisi Vihan hedelmät -kirjan, joka oli romaani länteen matkaavista oklahomalaisista maanviljelijöistä. Hän viittaa kirjassaan Route 66:iin teiden äitinä (Motherfucking Road). Kirja voitti Pulitzer-palkinnon ja John sai entistä enemmän julkisuutta.
ellauri196.html on line 862: Mut tässä Montaigne osui naulan kantaan: The current crisis is strictly tied to the human condition, to our existence as human beings, to our illusion of believing ourselves to be privileged beings, the only ones who believe they are the masters of their destiny and the depositaries of a destiny which no other creature can lay claim to. Now that´s a fucking bad idea, and always was.
ellauri197.html on line 325: What the fuck? The idiot who wrote the analysis could not parse the poem! All that takes place in the first 2 lines of poem is that a Chomsky topicalization transformation moves the clausal objects of the main verbs to the front. There is nothing the matter with the tenses in the poem, it is all quite run of the mill.
ellauri198.html on line 254: Juostessani taxista Thean asuintalon ovelle ja soittaessani kelloa kolme kertaa en juuri pannut merkille missä olis aula, komea ja runsaasti kalustettu, ketään ei ollut saapuvilla, ja kun yritin saada selville mikä hienoista ovista kuului hissiin, erääseen niista ilmestyi valoruutu. Thea oli ajanut alas minua vastaan. Ovi avautui. Sisällä oli samettipäällysteinen penkki ja me vaivuimme istumaan sille, syleilimme ja suutelimme siittimeni noustessa äänettömästi Thean imutuxessa (Boyd kertoo samansisältöistä tarinaa skotti lastenpiiasta muistelmiensa alussa). Huomaamatta veren kovettamaa munaani Thea siveli kädellään kassejani, olkapäihin asti. Mina avasin hänen kotitakkinsa rintojen kohdalta. En hallinnut itseäni, pääsi ruiskahtamaan silmille etuajassa. En tajunnut mitään, olin miltei sokea. Jos joku muu olisi ollut sijassamme kumpikaan meistä ei olisi sitä tiennyt. En voi varmasti sanoa en nähnyt kasvoja, kenties se olikin siivooja. Kun ovi avautui, ja jatkoimme bylsimistä kävellessämme käytävässä ja sitten huoneistossa, matolla oven luona Thea ei ollut kuin muut naiset, nuo jotka niin sanoakseni antoavat luvan paljastaa yhden asian kerrallaan ja ihailla sitä, vaan päästi heti perille asti. Rakkauden tunne hallizi mahtavana. Theaa näpäsi että olin viivytellyt ammattiliittoasioissa. Olisit sanonut duunareille että "I got a chick to fuck".
ellauri198.html on line 817: If it weren't for the fucking mosquitoes. Kun ei olis noita vitun hyttysiä.
ellauri206.html on line 218: Crissy Moran (s. 22. joulukuuta 1975 Jacksonville, Florida, Yhdysvallat) on brunetti hirmu petiitti entinen yhdysvaltalainen pillunnäyttelijä. Se on vain 157 cm pitkä ja painaa märkine häppäreineen vaivaiset 45 kiloa. Vuonna 2006 Moran kertoi omilla MySpace-sivuillaan lopettaneensa pornon tekemisen, koska hän oli saanut kristillisen herätyksen. Tämän jälkeen hän on kamppaillut saadakseen kuvansa pois pornoa ja eroottisia kuvia levittäviltä nettisivuilta. Kamppailu on toivoton. Watch nude Crissy Moran aka Chrissy Moran, Chrissy Morgan fuck hard in full-length anal sex, threesome, lesbian and POV (nussijan näkökulma) Pornstar porn videos on xHamster!
ellauri217.html on line 256: Yasser Arafat olikin egyptiläinen ellen väärin muista mokkeri Steinbockin kirjasta. No helkkari, se oli palestiinalainen Gazasta! Tyypillistä farisealaista vääristelyä. Tässä se on Harry Potter tyyppinen velho eli peikkomies. Ilmeisesti niinkö tiedemies. Jaaha, nyt marssitetaan sadun misu esille, nätti vaikka huppu päällä toistaisexi. Pitää popup kahvilaa tossa vastapäätä. Nimi oli Ratafia, Fittavaan tai jotain sellasta. Se ei nyt ole niin tärkeetä. Arafat tahtoo selata luonnon suurta kirjaa niin kauan kun virsikirjan kannet ovat auki. Endoscopy fuck the pussy, to get the cervix point of view. It´s not strange for a bastard to look with all his force for an ancestor. Jöns-setä on tästä esimerkkinä.
ellauri219.html on line 219: An American writer, comedian, and actor, WC Fields was the epitome of the all-around entertainer, whose career spanned both the silent film era and the talkies. His humor seeped into The Beatles’ own, while the vaudeville world he came from would also go on to influence songs the likes of “Your Mother Should Know.” W. C. Fields oli yhdysvaltalainen koomikko, joka esiintyi ensin vaudevillessa ja teatterissa, ja vuodesta 1930 alkaen äänielokuvissa. Fields oli yksi aikansa suosituimmista elokuvakoomikoista. Hänen todellisuutta vastaava roolihahmonsa tunnetaan nasaaliäänestään, epäsosiaalisuudestaan ja persoudestaan alkoholille. Hän esitti joko leuhkaa huijarityyppiä tai vaimonsa nalkutuksesta kärsivää aviomiestä. Hänen hahmonsa olivat persoja alkoholille, puhuivat karkeuksia eivätkä voineet sietää lapsia tai koiria.The oft-repeated anecdote that Fields refused to drink water "because fish fuck in it" is unsubstantiated. Vastenmielinen.
ellauri219.html on line 796: No it is not because of Trump. People outside of America slagged off the US in the Clinton years, and the Nixon years, and the Eisenhower years. The negative perception was cemented in the 60s, and everything since has been confirmation bias. So what had happened? Two obviously invasive lost wars in Indochina and nasty machinations here and there, Middle East and South America in particular. Pretty obvious what the fuckheads were (and are) up to: world conquest for the cause of American capitalism, nothing less.
ellauri220.html on line 568: The words, in the order Carlin listed them, are: "shit", "piss", "fuck", "cunt", "cocksucker", "motherfucker", and "tits".
ellauri223.html on line 98: No one is killed or stoned unless by the hands of the people, the accuser and the witnesses beginning first. For they have no executioners and lictors, lest the State should sink into ruin. The choice of death is given to the rest of the people, who enclose the lifeless remains in little bags and burn them by the application of fire, while exhorters are present for the purpose of advising concerning a good death. Nevertheless, the whole nation laments and beseeches God that his anger may be appeased, being in grief that it should, as it were, have to cut off a rotten member of the State. Certain officers talk to and convince the accused man by means of arguments until he himself acquiesces in the sentence of death passed upon him, or else... But if a crime has been committed against the liberty of the republic, or against God, or against the supreme magistrates, there is immediate censure without pity. These motherfuckers are punished with death.
ellauri223.html on line 182: Bacon stated that he had three goals: to uncover truth, to serve his country, and to serve his church. He sought to achieve these goals by seeking a prestigious post. Yet he failed to gain a position that he thought would lead him to success. He showed signs of sympathy to Puritanism, attending the sermons of the Puritan chaplain of Gray's Inn and accompanying his mother to the Temple Church to hear Walter Travers. In the Parliament of 1586, he openly urged execution for the Catholic Mary, Queen of Scots. He advocated for the union of England and Scotland, which made him a significant influence toward the consolidation of the United Kingdom; and he later would advocate for the integration of Ireland into the Union. Closer constitutional ties, he believed, would bring greater peace and strength to these countries. What a motherfucker.
ellauri226.html on line 484: prime motivating factor for their departure. What they really meant were the fucking 2nd wave immigrants. Brian Werner, Elvira Werner, and Kathleen Roby all moved out of The Bronx during the 1960s and 1970s, and describe crime and the changing neighborhood as the major influence in their decision. My mom herself, she began running red lights because she was afraid of being raped if stopping too long in certain intersections. After her tires were stolen repeatedly while waiting for the traffic lights to change Mrs. Roby moved to Long Island in 1980, where her better-off sister already resided.
ellauri240.html on line 61: Another Jewish woman, Nora Barnacle burned most of the letters she received in 1909 from her lover who signed his name, “Jim.” But she didn’t destroy all of them. Indeed, they have survived all these years. In one of them, Jim, aka James Joyce, wrote to his muse whom he called his “little fuckbird,” “Fuck me, darling, in as many ways as your lust will suggest.” He went on and on: ”Fuck me dressed in your full outdoor costume with your hat and veil on, your face flushed with the cold and wind and rain and your boots muddy.” Sellaisia ne miehet on, koprofiilejä.
ellauri241.html on line 1292: Let us fuck our brains out, in a word!
ellauri241.html on line 1637: Endymion declares that he will let go of the possibility of immortality so that he can love and adore the Maiden instead. The god Mercury appears and strikes the ground with his magic wand. Winged horses arrive to fly Endymion and the Indian Maiden into the sky where the shepherd-prince dreams that he is in Olympus which is the sanctuary of the gods. He is conflicted when he suddenly sees Diana who is also known as Phoebe and she looms over him. Endymion looks over at the sleeping Indian Maiden and "could not help but kiss her: then he grew / Awhile forgetful of all beauty save / Young Phoebe's, golden hair'd; and so 'gan crave Forgiveness." Once again he looks at the Maiden with adoration, but Phoebe begins to fade away, and he protests in panic. The noise awakens the sleeping Maiden next to him. In this moment Endymion chooses to abandon Diana and immortality as he professes to the Maid, "I love thee! and my days can never last. I always love the one that is readily available, she is the best." They soar through the sky and the Indian Maiden grows pale and suddenly vanishes before Endymion's eyes. Ow fuck! He cries out in surprise and grief as he finds himself alone yet again.
ellauri243.html on line 169: There may be no other organ on the human body that profits from such creativity in nicknaming by the larger populace. Not even clam, or twat. Below is a list of 100+ slang words for penis—from the common (prick) to the more grotesque (fuckpole) and the awesomely ridiculous (pork sword). Next time you need a synonym for penis, comb through this definitive list for a bunch of fun ideas!
ellauri243.html on line 177: 1. Addressing the court 2. BJ 3. Bagpiping 4. Basket lunch 5. Beej 6. Blowie 7. Blowing the love whistle 8. Bobbing for apples 9. Bone-lipping 10. Buccal onanism 11. Brentwood hello 12. Charming the snake 13. Climbing the corporate ladder 14. Cock-gobbling 15. Copping a doodle 16. Courting the gay vote 17. Drinking a slurpee 18. Dropping on it 19. Earning your keep 20. Essin’ the dee 21. Face-frosting 22. Fellatio 23. Fluting 24. French abortion 25. Gator mouth 26. Getting a facial 27. Getting a lewinsky 28. Getting a throat culture 29. Getting to the cream filling 30. Giving cone 31. Giving face 32. Giving head 33. Gobbling pork 34. Going down 35. Gumming the root 36. Punching 37. Giving Big Jim and the twins a bath 38. Giving brain 39. Giving head 40. Gum-rooting 41. Gumming the green bean 42. Head job 43. Honkin’ bobo 44. Huffing bone 45. Hummer 46. Interrogating the prisoner 47. Kneeling at the altar 48. Knob job 49. Larking 50. Laying some lip 51. Licking the lollipop 52. Making mouth music 53. Making the blind see 54. Meeting with Mr. One-Eye 55. Mouth-fucking 56. Mouth-holstering the nightstick 57. Mouth-milking 58. Mouth-to-junk resuscitation 59. Opening wide for Dr. Chunky 60. Oral sodomy 61. Peeling the banana 62. Penilingus 63. Piston job 64. Playing pan’s pipes 65. Playing the pink oboe 66. Playing the skin flute 67. Pole-smoking 68. Polishing the trailer hitch 69. Pricknicking 70. Protein milkshake 71. Receiving holy communion 72. Respecting your superiors 73. Sampling the sausage 74. Scooby-snacking 75. Secretarial duties 76. Singing to the choir 77. Skull-buggery 78. Skull-fucking 79. Slobbin’ the knob 80. Smiling at Mr. Winky 81. Smoking the pink pipe 82. Smoking pole 83. Southern France 84. Speaking into the bonophone 85. Speaking low genitals 86. Spit-shining a baseball bat 87. Spraying the tonsils 88. Sucking off 89. Sucky-ducky 90. Suck-starting the Harley 91. Swallowing the baloney pony 92. Sword-wwallowing 93. Taking one’s temp with a meat thermometer 94. Talking into the mic 95. Telling it to the judge 96. Waxing the carrot 97. Worshiping at the altar 98. Wringing it dry 99. Yaffling the yogurt cannon 100. Zipper dinner
ellauri243.html on line 188: 1. Barking at the ape 2. Box lunch at the ‘Y’ 3. Breakfast in bed 4. Brushing one’s teeth 5. Carpet-munching 6. Chewing the she-Fat 7. Clam-jousting 8. Clam-lapping 9. Cleaning the fish tank 10. Connie lingus 11. Contacting the aliens 12. Conversing with moses 13. Devil’s kiss 14. Dinner beneath the bridge 15. Doing it the French way 16. Donning the Beard 17. Drinking from the furry cup 18. Eating at the ‘Y’ 19. Eating fur pie 20. Eating out 21. Eating the peach 22. Eating squirrel 23. Eating sushi from the barbershop floor 24. Eating tinned mussels 25. Egg mcmuff 26. Face-fucking 27. Facing the nation 28. Fanny-noshing 29. Fence-painting 30. French-kissing Mr. Lincoln 31. Fuzz sandwich 32. Giving face 33. Gnawing on roast beef 34. Going downstairs for breakfast 35. Going south 36. Gomorrahry 37. Gorilla in the washing machine 38. Growling at the badger 39. Gumming the monster 40. Husband’s supper 41. Kissing between the hips 42. Kissing the wookie 43. Lady braille 44. Lady Semaphore 45. Larking 46. Lapping the gap 47. Lapping the lint trap 48. Lick-a-chick 49. Lickety-slit 50. Licking anchovy 51. Lip service 52. Lip-synching to the fish-fueled jukebox 53. Low-calorie snacking 54. Making mouth music 55. Medicating the hairy paper cut 56. Mopping the vulva 57. Mustache-riding 58. Muff-diving 59. Mumbling in the moss 60. Munching the bearded clam 61. One-man band 62. Oyster-gargling 63. Parting the fuzz 64. Pastrami sandwich 65. Pearl-diving 66. Placating the beaver 67. Playing in the sandbox 68. Playing the hair harmonica 69. Prawn breath 70. Pruning the orchid 71. Pug-noshing 72. Pussy-nibbling 73. Seafood dinner 74. Sipping at the fizzy cup 75. Sitting on a face 76. Slurping at the furry coconut 77. Smoking the fur 78. Sneezing in the basket 79. Spa time For Lady Boner 80. Speaking in tongues 81. Spraying the crops 82. Tackling the Brazilian 83. Talking to the canoe driver 84. Talking to lassie 85. Telephoning the stomach 86. Testing the echo in the love cave 87. Testing the waters 88. Tipping the velvet 89. Tongue-fucking 90. Tonguing the bean 91. Trimming the hedges 92. Velvet buzzsaw 93. Wearing the feed bag 94. Wearing the Sticky Beard 95. Whispering into the wet ear 96. Whispering to Venus 97. Whistling in the dark 98. Worshiping at the altar 99. Yaffling 100. Yodeling in the canyon 101. January Nelson
ellauri243.html on line 705: The television show " Rowan & Martin's Laugh-I n," popular in the late 1960's and early 1970's, was famous for awarding its goofy trophy, the Flying Fickle Finger of Fate. But the term fickle finger of fate is actually decades older than that. The unpredictable and capricious nature of chance or fate, an Americanism popular in college circles during the 1930s. Sometimes the alliteration is extended coarsely to 'fucked by the fickle finger of fate' an expression which became popular in the US military during World War II.
ellauri245.html on line 658: The British and international view was that Mau Mau was a savage, violent, and depraved tribal cult, an expression of unrestrained emotion rather than reason. Mau Mau was "perverted tribalism" that sought to take the Kikuyu people back to "the bad old days" before British rule. What motherfuckers!
ellauri247.html on line 125: The motherfuckers just couldn't be bothered to check the facts from the niggers. Niinkun ei Willard Van Orman Quinekaan muka tiennyt mitä Gavagai oikeasti tarkoitti. Vittu mikä idealisti sekin oli. Silja Huttusen vastaväittäjä oli Karlgrenin poika Jussi jolla oli 1 miehen firma nimeltä Gavagai.
ellauri248.html on line 122: Not. One. Thing. Is. Resolved. Rob Ryan’s character arc? Flop. My wife Cassie Maddox’s character arc? Long sigh. My favorite pair of besties? I don’t want to talk about it. Mystery? Fine, sort of chilling, but also 1) not really a mindfuck and 2) has shitty connotations. The commupence? Non-ex-is-tent.
ellauri248.html on line 125: And the worst part? The mystery from twenty years ago that causes this entire fucking BOOK and that was way more interesting than the normal mystery? Literally no fucking resolution. Who did it? How did they do it? What is up with that hair clip in the forest and the blood inside Rob’s shoes? NO ONE FUCKING KNOWS. I’m sure this is framed in the minds of many readers as some kind of deeper meaning about memory. You know what I thought, honestly? Tana French wrote herself into a corner with a fucking ridiculous case and then ran out of time on her deadline and decided to leave it open. [krimi, whodunit]
ellauri248.html on line 130: There's a touch of love in this book, just a touch, not enough to be called romance. No descriptive sex. No sweet-nothings. Nothing like that. And yet, it still fucking broke my heart. [noir romance]
ellauri249.html on line 108: In a letter Cicero alludes to a number of obscene words, without actually mentioning them. The words which he alludes to but avoids are: cūlus ("arsehole"), mentula ("penis"), cunnus ("cunt"), landīca ("clitoris"), and cōleī ("testicles"). He also objects to words which mean "to fuck", as well as to the Latin word bīnī "two" because for bilingual speakers it sounds like the Greek βινεῖ (bineî) ("he fucks or sodomises", and also to two words for passing wind, vīssiō and pēdō. He does not object to using the word ānus, and says that pēnis, which in his day was obscene, was formerly just a euphemism meaning "tail".
ellauri249.html on line 110: Verpa is also a basic Latin obscenity for "penis", in particular for a penis with the foreskin retracted due to erection and glans exposed, as in the illustration of the god Mercury below. As a result, it was "not a neutral technical term, but an emotive and highly offensive word", most commonly used in despective or threatening contexts of violent acts against a fellow male or rival rather than mere sex (futūtiō "fucking"). It is found frequently in graffiti of the type verpes (= verpa es) quī istuc legēs ("You're a dick you who read this").
ellauri249.html on line 181: ("A hairy cunt is fucked much better than a smooth one
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ellauri257.html on line 423: Pornography is D.H. Lawrence without the penetration, Diary of a Chambermaid with none of the bite and philosophical imagination. A group of Germans inexplicably fuck around in the near distance. Frederic curiously precedes a murderous request by squeezing a young blonde’s breasts like melons. A Jewish family hides under the kitchen’s floorboards, but no explanation is offered for how they got there.
ellauri260.html on line 316: During early Christians, the teaching of Aristotle remained the chief guide, and his attack upon usury was transplanted into Christian soil by Lactantius. The chief concern was now the soul ; material possessions were deemed to be of much inferior value. There was much in this (the ban on usury) that restricted and caused a decay of economic life. It was divided into particular transactions which had no common aim. Labour was confined within narrow channels, and had very limited aims, so that production on a large scale ceased, and great wealth became impossible. Oh fuck. The mainspring of trade was individual covetousness, and this was enough of itself to restrict the full recognition of economic activity all through the middle ages.
ellauri262.html on line 475: Lewis starts off by asking why humans need so much castigation. Immediately he shares the Christian answer that humans have used free will to become very bad. Remember the clandestine fucking behind the apple tree! Though it wasn't the fucking as such but disobedience. The only guy that is allowed to be proud in Eden is its owner. Fucking with the snake was just a test. You FAILED! Put your pants on! Free will was not meant for you to do what you want, but to obey so it hurts! Misguided fucking made man an animal, the rest is biology. Man, as a species, spoiled his pants.
ellauri262.html on line 489: Different ages excelled in different virtues. Other times might have been more courageous or chaste but God was not content with them, so why should he be content with us who fuck and run away.
ellauri262.html on line 506: Hell may strike one as fucking unjust (and it is), but Lewis reminds the reader that in discussing Hell we should not keep our friends and enemies before our eyes since both obscure reason, but to think of ourselves. Be egoists, as your heavenly father is!
ellauri263.html on line 360: A 2010 poll in Israel revealed that some 22% of Israeli Jews fast on Tisha B'Av, and 52% said they forego recreational activity on this day even though they do not fast. But does fucking count as a recreational activity? You bet it does.
ellauri263.html on line 728: The evolutionary purpose of jealousy isn't relevant anymore: who wants to have children anyway, and by the golden rule of America "look out for N:o 1" everybody is responsible for their own welfare and happiness. We are no fucking communists, after all. Unfortunately, the emotion does still play a role in our lives. Blue compares feeling jealous to having an alarm bell going off in your head.
ellauri263.html on line 797: dsWith a fundamental understanding of compersion, I´m able to look at moments where I could be jealous in my current monogamous relationship and instead respond in a more levelheaded or even joyful way. It doesn´t bother me if my partner tells me he finds another person attractive, nor am I freaked out if I find myself fucking with a charming stranger on the subway. We might not be entertaining other relationships at the moment, but my partner and I can at best find it cute and at worst feel totally neutral about it when these brief interactions with other parties occur.
ellauri264.html on line 581: Now Eli, who was very old, heard about everything his sons were doing to all Israel and how they slept with the women who served at the entrance to the tent of meeting. 23 So he said to them, “Why the fuck do you do such things? I hear from all the people about these wicked deeds of yours. 24 No, my sons; the report I hear spreading among the Lord’s people is not good. 25 If one person sins against another, God may mediate for the offender; but if anyone sins against the Lord, who will intercede for them? Oh Jesus.” His sons, however, did not listen to their father’s rebuke, for it was the Lord’s will to put them to death, willy nilly.
ellauri270.html on line 446: The two began to kiss and the encounter escalated to a merry bout of fucking on a bench. Harris and the student had sex for the first time in late November 2016, according to the report.
ellauri275.html on line 635: Vihdoinkin hyvä (koska tositapahtumiin perustuva) poliisisarja Neljä elämää (p.o. kuolemaa) briteistä, missä ällö kalansilmäinen kaljupää huumaa kuoliaaxi jollain mömmöllä neljä homopoikaa ja raiskaa ne, raahaa sitten luutarhan seinälle (paizi ensimmäisen vaan kotiovelle). Se ei ollut tässä sarjassa pääasia, vaan että Lontoon met poliisivoimat kusivat koko tutkinnan KOSKA pojat oli homppeleita slummissa! Skoudet kieltäytyivät yhdistämästä kuolemantapauxia vaikka yhteys oli ilmiselvä pöllöimmällekin sukulaiselle, ja tutkivat jo ekasta tapauxesta kiinnijääneen kalansilmän toilailuja kunnolla vasta kun oli ihan pakko. Kuten ekan uhrin äiti leukavasti laukaisi, oli syynä poliisien tyhmyys, laiskuus, homofobia vai oikeistohallitusten määrärahaleikkauxet, käteen jäi että brittipoliisilaitos on täysin fucked up, ja jonkun täytyisi tehdä vittu sille asialle jotakin. Vaan eipähän ne tee, koska briteissä on vieläkin ruotelissa samat oikeistoketaleet, eikä muutosta siihen ole edes näköpiirissä. Antavat vaan BBC:n tehdä lisää poliiseja ihannoivia paskasarjatekeleitä. Vittu anglosaxit on ketkuimpia kaikista germaaneista, ei voi muuta sanoa, vaikka se on aika paljon sanottu.
ellauri286.html on line 472: Minna Hjort kertoo, että hänen suosikkinsa on perkele, mutta joskus livahtaa myös fuck. Samperia ja perhanaa käyttävät vain vässykät.
ellauri309.html on line 521: In 2011, when asked if he would have done things differently, Billy said he would have spent more time at home with his family, studied more, fucked more, and preached less. Additionally, he said he would have participated in fewer conferences. Graham had a steamy relationship with Queen Elizabeth II. Graham was outspoken against communism and supported the American Cold War policy, including the Vietnam War. In 2009, more Nixon tapes were released, in which Graham is heard in a 1973 conversation with Nixon referring to Jewish journalists as "the synagogue of Satan". He further stated that the role of wife, mother, and homemaker was the destiny of "real womanhood" according to the Judeo-Christian ethic. Graham's daughter Bunny recounted her father denying her and her sisters higher education. Graham regarded homosexuality as a sin, and in 1974 described it as "a sinister form of perversion". AIDS oli ehkä jumalan designoima rangaistus pyllyhommista.
ellauri310.html on line 511: Mongols and fucking the Khan's pretty daughter. Meanwhile he entrusted the defense
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ellauri318.html on line 46: Asianajaja Lapidus debytoi kirjailijana vuonna 2006 teoksella Snabba cash. Snabba Cash herätti huomiota ja vuoteen 2010 mennessä sitä myytiin 600 000 kappaletta. Seuraava teos, Aldrig fucka upp, ilmestyi vuonna 2008. Trilogian täydensi Livet de luxe vuonna 2010. Vuonna 2010 häneltä ilmestyi myös yhdessä Peter Bergtingin kanssa tehty sarjakuvaromaani Jengisota 145. Sittemmin Lapidukselta on ilmestynyt novellikokoelma ja kaksi romaania. Ilmeisesti nämä jutut ei sveduja enää juuri nappaa. Stockholmissa hyörii riittävästi muutenkin aseistettuja nuaaria. Paska kaupunki.
ellauri321.html on line 137: Whenever I go abroad it is always involuntary. I never return home without feeling some pleasing emotion, which I often suppress as useless and foolish. The instant I enter on my own land, the bright idea of property, of exclusive right, of independence exalt my mind. Precious soil, I say to myself, by what singular custom of law is it that thou wast made to constitute the riches of the freeholder? What should we American farmers be without the distinct possession of that soil? It feeds, it clothes us, from it we draw even a great exuberancy, our best meat, our richest drink, the very honey of our bees comes from this privileged spot. No wonder we should thus cherish its possession, no wonder that so many Europeans who have never been able to say that such portion of land was theirs, cross the Atlantic to realize that happiness. this is what may be called the true and the only philosophy of an American farmer. He is like a cock perhaps, arrayed with the most majestic plumes, tender to its mate, bold, courageous, endowed with an astonishing instinct to fuck, with thoughts, with memory, and every distinguishing characteristic of the reason of man. I really enjoy killing all my animals, like doves, my record is fourteen dozen.
ellauri326.html on line 440: Israel refused to send lethal weapons to Ukraine. In June 2023, Israeli Prime Minister Benjamin Netanyahu said that "We’re concerned also with the possibility that systems that we would give to Ukraine would fall into Iranian hands and could be reverse engineered, and we would find ourselves facing Israeli systems used against Israel. Besides, we need them here to chase out the diaper heads." Penny fuckers!
ellauri332.html on line 390: Kankaassa [oh fuck no]
ellauri353.html on line 305: Shut up Rose, I thought I would use my few remaining 50 minutes here. You forward publishing people would ask me what's it going to be like. And I said well it's a book which is starting out as a love story. And which will end up as a treatise on social and that's largely what happened though it's throughout from beginning to end it really is a love story because Rose and I have really lived a love story we first met. Just exist. Just sixty sixty six years ago. In September. Nineteen thirty two. And from that time to this we have been close. And I trust shall continue to be said though she gives me no guarantees for the future. To talk about one area of social policy. Which we have engaged for many years. And recently made a major move. And that area is schooling elementary and - this is the main thing! educational vouchers. Parental choice of schools. Not to put a too fine point to it, better folks should have freedom to put their kids in better schools. Hooray democracy, fuck equality, like Alexis Tocqueville said, etc. etc. ad nauseam.
ellauri368.html on line 298: Let the dead god cease, and forgotten be his memory, name and time of existence. Eternal perdition bequeathed be to fucking Nazarite who proclaimed his greatness and his dominion.
ellauri369.html on line 476: Deena Weinstein havaitsee On Herpexen vaikutuksen "kitaran sankarin" rockmusiikkiilmiöön, kuten 1960-luvun meemissä "Clapton is God". Deena Weinstein (born March 15, 1943) is a professor of sociology at DePaul University whose research focuses on popular culture. She is particularly well known for her research on heavy metal culture, on which subject she wrote a ground-breaking book, Heavy Metal: A Cultural Sociology (1991), later published in a revised and updated version as Heavy Metal: The Music and Its Culture (2009). She did for metal what Greil Marcus's Lipstick Traces did for the Sex Pistols (fucking castrated them).
ellauri375.html on line 102: Why do Westerners like to eat the meat of pigs, a ḥarām animal, and use its fur? Because we couldn’t give even half a single flying fuck what your religion has to say about anything, because we don’t follow your religion. Pork products are nutritious and tasty and we want to eat them so we’ll bloody well do what all we like. We really don’t need someone else’s fairy stories to dictate what we should have for dinner.
ellauri378.html on line 429: Hamas is now focused on surviving until the summer, when the US election campaign begins and support for Israel is likely to decline further, according to the newspaper's sources, who are convinced that pressure is mounting on Israel to reach some kind of agreement, and this means that Hamas can survive, and this is also beneficial for Iran. How sad. Israel wants Gaza empty of the fucking ragheads.
xxx/ellauri010.html on line 639: BTW, when you sent this mail to me, I captured your GPS location from it and got a good bit of satellite camera footage of you fucking your favorite camel, the one with the big warts in the ass. And of him fucking you. You both smile beatifically to the camera.
xxx/ellauri013.html on line 1087: > IT'S NOT THERE. How the fuck can you explain yourself ?
xxx/ellauri013.html on line 1173: > Not all bad, if it weren't for you all sorry motherfuckers I would likely
xxx/ellauri013.html on line 1216: fuck off, Harri
xxx/ellauri081.html on line 269: Robert F./Bob Death asks Gately if by any chance he’s heard the one about the fish. Glenn K. in his fucking robe overhears, and of course he’s got to put his own oar in, and breaks in and asks them all if they’ve heard the one What did the blind man say as he passed by the Quincy Market fish-stall, and without waiting says He goes “Evening, Ladies.” A couple male White Flaggers fall about, and Tamara N. slaps at the back of Glenn K.’s head’s pointy hood, but without real heat, as in like what are you going to do with this sick fuck?
xxx/ellauri081.html on line 271: Joo Wallu on kieltämättä sick fuck. 1 Danin mulle Stanfordissa opettamista synonyymeistä pillulle oli fishmarket.
xxx/ellauri081.html on line 273: Bob Death smiles coolly (South Shore bikers are required to be extremely cool in everything they do) and manipulates a wooden match with his lip and says No, not that fish-one. He has to assume a kind of bar-shout to clear the noise of his idling hawg. He leans in more toward Gately and shouts that the one he was talking about was: This wise old whiskery fish swims up to three young fish and goes, “Morning, boys, how’s the water?” and swims away; and the three young fish watch him swim away and look at each other and go, “What the fuck is water?” and swim away. The young biker leans back and smiles at Gately and gives an affable shruge and blatts away, a halter top’s tits mashed against his back.
xxx/ellauri085.html on line 320: If you haven’t guessed it yet, this is Jeff Bezos (owner of Amazon) in 1999 - and, no, this is not the start of Amazon. In 1999, Amazon was already worth billion(s) of dollars, and yet this man is sitting in a not-so-fancy office, doing what people won’t do so he could be able to do what people MUSTN’T do. Like fuck up the life of everybody else.
xxx/ellauri086.html on line 70: Löytikö Wallu merkityxen nykypäivän kadotuxesta? No eipä juuri. Eipä ei. Valaisipa omalta osaltaan what the fuck on olla termiittiapina. Millaista on elää Amerikassa sellaisena. Aika kamalaa.
xxx/ellauri087.html on line 448: To His Coy Mistress" is a metaphysical poem written by the English author and politician Andrew Marvell (1621–1678) either during or just before the English Interregnum (1649–60). It was published posthumously in 1681. This poem is considered one of Marvell's finest and is possibly the best recognised carpe diem poem in English. Although the date of its composition is not known, it may have been written in the early 1650s. At that time, Marvell was serving as a tutor to the daughter of the retired commander of the New Model Army, Sir Thomas Fairfax, fucking her like a rabbit when Papa looked the other way.
xxx/ellauri091.html on line 599: This country is like the cool goth kid of Europe. It’s proudly defiant, with a completely different language and alphabet than all those other Slavic nations. (What the fuck?) They had a proudly defiant ruler (Ceausescu) but he is dead.
xxx/ellauri103.html on line 226: Of course he’s exploiting her. It’s his book, and he made her up. He owns her, she is her property. He is free to fuck her, rape her, do whatever he wants. The character is his creature, to be exploited up a storm. Yet the reviewer chides that “special care should be taken with a story that’s not implicitly yours to tell” and worries that “Cleave pushes his own boundaries maybe further than they were meant to go.”
xxx/ellauri122.html on line 909: Along the way, his answer becomes that we pay too little attention to successful people's upbringing. He explains everything from the fascinating secrets of some of software's billionaires to the qualities that made the Beatles so iconic. This is sure to be a huge pile of shit, another stupid try to justify of the fucking "I am my own life's hero" philosophy.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 273: Seuraava on tiivistelmä oidipaalisesta fuck">videosta jossa "äiti" houkuttaa suihkunraikkaan "poikansa" muhinoimaan kanssansa. Äiti vetää röböä odotellessaan poikaa suihkusta. Tää on vintagea, mikä näkyy myös haalistuneista ruskeista väreistä, huonosta leikkauxesta ja todentuntuisesta 80-luvun miljööstä. Mukana on tavanomaisia paritteluvaiheita. Mukava piirre tässä videossa on että "äiskä" on koko ajan ohjaxissa ja pitää lujasti "pojan" suizista. Poika on lopulta niin innostunut äidistä että pyytää siltä vielä toista varvia. Äiti taitaa mennä tupakalle välillä.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 577: Like don´t fuck 14 year olds or under unless you really need to, like Creampie, Hermann Aistrich, or Humbert Humbert. Wikipedian mukaan H. oli frog, kirjassa sen isä on sveiziläis-itävaltalainen ja äiti britti. Sen brittipastoriesi-isät harrasti paleopedologiaa ja tuulikanteleita. P. ei ole sitä mitä luulisi vaan muinaisten kyntövakojen tutkimusta.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 607: Sometimes, you can’t find the power to move on immediately. Sometimes, you really want to kick yourself. That too is part of life. What you can do is allow time to pass. You can´t kick yourself in the ass, nor fuck yourself. You gotta ask someone for help.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 644: Dwayne “The Rock” Johnson has over 160 million fans. He gets a lot of letters. (Who the fuck is Dwayne "The Rock" Johnson?) But none like Haley Harbottle’s.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 661: Vapaapainissa yleisön osa show’ssa on hyvin tärkeää. Yleisö hurraa faceille ja toistaa heidän iskulauseena ja buuaa heeleille. Huudot ovat samankaltaisia kuin jääkiekko-otteluiden kannatushuudot. Painijoiden uran kulku määräytyy yleisön reaktion mukaan. Asshole! - Nananana, nananana, heey, heey, heey, goodbye! - Holy shit! - You fucked up! - You screwed Bret! - What? - Boring! - You suck! - You tapped out! -You still got it! - YES! - NO! - MAYBE!
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 758: Lolita is a 1955 novel written by Russian-American novelist Vladimir Nabokov. The novel is notable for its controversial subject: the protagonist and unreliable narrator, a French middle-aged literature professor under the pseudonym Humbert Humbert, is obsessed with an American 12-year-old girl, Dolores Haze, whom he sexually molests (fucks) after he becomes her stepfather. "Lolita" is his private nickname for Dolores.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 762: The impassioned Humbert constantly searches for discreet forms of fulfilling his sexual urges, usually via the smallest physical contact with Dolores. When Dolores is sent to summer camp, Humbert receives a letter from Charlotte, who confesses her love for him and gives him an ultimatum – he is to either marry her or move out immediately. Initially terrified, Humbert then begins to see the charm in the situation of being Dolores' stepfather, and so marries Charlotte for instrumental reasons (päästäxeen salaa työntämään Lolan piccu tacoon isoa munakoisoa). Charlotte later discovers Humbert's diary, in which she learns of his desire for her daughter and the disgust Charlotte arouses in him. Shocked and humiliated, Charlotte decides to flee with Dolores and writes letters addressed to her friends warning them of Humbert. Disbelieving Humbert´s false assurance that the diary is a sketch for a future novel, Charlotte runs out of the house to send the letters but is killed by a swerving car. Humbert destroys the letters and retrieves Dolores from camp, claiming that her mother has fallen seriously ill and has been hospitalized. He then takes her to a high-end hotel that Charlotte had earlier recommended. Humbert knows he will feel guilty if he consciously rapes Dolores, and so tricks her into taking a sedative by saying it is a vitamin. As he waits for the pill to take effect, he wanders through the hotel and meets a mysterious man who seems to be aware of Humbert´s plan for Dolores. Humbert excuses himself from the conversation and returns to the hotel room. There, he discovers that he had been fobbed with a milder drug, as Dolores is merely drowsy and wakes up frequently, drifting in and out of sleep. He dares not touch her that night. In the morning, Dolores reveals to Humbert that she actually has already lost her virginity, having engaged in sexual activity with an older boy at a different camp a year ago. He immediately begins sexually abusing (fucking) her. And they lived happily ever after.
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 1143: Alfred de fucking Appel en zijn leven
xxx/ellauri123.html on line 1256: A: First off, being a “pedophile” is not per se sinful. Even today, the Church does not condemn pedophiles, nor does it consider pedophilia in and of itself to be sinful. The grave offense and grave sin occurs when a pedophile — or anyone else — commits child sexual assault (such as fucks them). This distinction is vital, both in general, and in understanding where Dante would have placed child sexual abusers in his version of hell.
xxx/ellauri124.html on line 179: "She's not a fucking toy!"
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xxx/ellauri125.html on line 748: Who the fuck is Courtney Love? Se on nähtävästi kovia kokenut mutta loppumattoman yritteliäs punk-kauden ex-typykkä, vähän niinkuin Californian Tuxu Tukiainen.
xxx/ellauri125.html on line 809: Amy Phillips of The Village Voice wrote: "Love is willing to act out the dream of every teenage brat who ever wanted to have a glamorous, high-profile hissyfit [= temper tantrum], and she turns those egocentric nervous breakdowns into art. Sure, the art becomes less compelling when you've been pulling the same stunts for a decade. But, honestly, is there anybody out there who fucks up better?". The album sold fewer than 100,000 copies. Love later expressed regret over the record, blaming her drug problems at the time. Shortly after it was released, she told Kurt Loder on TRL: "I cannot exist as a solo artist. It's a joke."
xxx/ellauri127.html on line 634: Near the end of Nabakov's Lolita, an older but humbler Humbert Humbert, miserably remorseful for "depriving Lolita of her childhood", all the while fucking her like a mini size silicone doll, quotes a (fictitious) "old poet":
xxx/ellauri128.html on line 540: But then he fell in love! Emppu rakastui Geneven lomalla 16-vuotiaaseen koulutyttöön kuin Vladi Lolitaan. Janine matched a template that he had got from a book that influenced his erotic fantasies permanently. With her Slavic features and her cool, rather fey manner, Wanda "Janine" de Szymkiewicz (though Polish) made a perfect Russian queen. She called him Minou, he called her Ginou. Sini ja mini. Sometime in the early nineteen-twenties, Maurois began having affairs. Janine had them, too, or at least flirtations, aquarels of fucking, especially on their seaside vacations in Deauville. Maurois put a lot of his own personality into Shelley, and wrote of Harriet as a “child-wife” made bitter by unhappiness. Emil could be savage: “Even when she had the air of being interested in ideas, her indifference was proved by the blankness of her gaze. Worst of all, she was coquettish, frivolous, versed in the tricks and wiles of woman.” Fortunately, becoming pregnant again in late 1922, Janine developed septicemia, was operated on unsuccessfully, and died on February 26, 1923. Maurois was bereaved, and free. Jahuu! Vihelteliköhän sekin koko matkan hautajaisiin kuten Peppy? Rakkaus on hassuttelua yhdessä.
xxx/ellauri129.html on line 449: What fucking stakes? Dan on kylä putkiaivoinen idari. Mutta on Nodierkin täysi tunari.
xxx/ellauri137.html on line 206: And the Majas, they are not aristocratic ladies as their fine apparel may suggest; they lack refinement and dignity, though they are extremely attractive (particularly the one on the right, I would fuck her anytime). The artist calls them majas not mujeres. A patent wink to the same artist's best known work La Maja desnuda from the same year. They are no ordinary women. They are courtesans! Sluts, not to make too fine a point on it. Goya makes a subtle criticism on the society of his time. In Majas on a Balcony, Goya combines an ironic treatment of material with an impressionistic technique, a mode of presentation, which succeeds in creating a piece of social criticism. Buaahahahaha don't make me laugh!
xxx/ellauri139.html on line 1213: He stops at Sonya's place on the way and she gives him a crucifix. At the bureau he learns of Svidrigailov's suicide, and almost changes his mind, even leaving the building. But he sees Sonya, who has followed him, looking at him in despair, and he returns to make a full and frank confession of the murders. What the fuck.
xxx/ellauri148.html on line 73: Every November 21, the brothers incite people all over the world to take part in the celebration by saying "Hooray" to another 10 people. Its really cheap! No postage needed! McCormack himself can say "Hooray" in over 65 different languages, including Bantu, Inuit and Urdu. He can say "We won" in just two languages, American English and Hebrew, and "Haha you fuckers lost" in four, German, Arabic, Russian, and French.
xxx/ellauri149.html on line 398: The big-lipped alligator trope (exemplified by Alice Cooper playing King Herod)is named after the random musical number sung by a big-lipped alligator towards the end of the film All Dogs Go to Heaven. A scene that comes right the fuck out of now
xxx/ellauri167.html on line 562: Who the fuck is Abe Ribocoff?
xxx/ellauri167.html on line 592: To his advantage, however, was the fact that he had microphone access whenever he wanted it. But at a key moment, he pointedly chose not to take the mic. When Ribicoff made his crack about “Gestapo tactics in the streets of Chicago” from the dais, Daley stood up and shouted from the floor “Fuck you, you Jew son of a bitch, you lousy motherfucker, go home!” The forceful exclamation, shown on live TV, was later deciphered by lip readers. Friends said Daley called Ribicoff not a “fucker,” but a “faker.” Enemies suggested he had called him not a “Jew” but a “kike.” The CBS newsman who was closest simply reported that Daley had gone bright red with anger.
xxx/ellauri168.html on line 88: Europe was seen as a royal pain in the arse, a rival for U.S. attentions to neo-capitalist Russia. They should be left to build their own pathetic old world order without Freedom Fries while the U.S. would watch and sneer in the sidelines. The problem was that U.S. presence in Germany was no longer paying off and the Persian Gulf crisis showed how unreliable those fuckers were. Europe was discussing the European Community, the CSCE warming up relations with the Russkies. Gorbachev even proposed an all-European security council, in effect superseding the increasingly irrelevant NATO. Aargh!
xxx/ellauri168.html on line 266: A key problem of physicalism, however, is its inability to make sense of how our subjective experience of qualities—what it is like to feel the warmth of fire, the redness of an apple, the bitterness of disappointment and so on—could arise from mere arrangements of physical stuff. (What the fuck? Who says it can't? Rousseau? Bergson? Wittgenstein? Anyway, what is there to make sense of in the first place?)
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xxx/ellauri176.html on line 821: 99. Mutta sanotaan nyt lopultakin hyvästit raivostuttavasti kähnäävälle Mikille! Ize asiassa hän tulee mukaamme ilmoitti gigolo. What the fuck? (Tätä ei voi kääntää japanixi.) Tuo kuulostaa aika äkkinäiseltä! Tuijotin miestäni. Norja-tädistä se oli kiva ajatus. Eikö täällä kysytä multa mitään äyskähdin. Mielessäni väikkyneet caipirinhat vaihtuivat maitoon ja kexeihin, bylsipatukka koiran puruluuhun.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 126: What the fuck, gentle Rima would prickle his ass with darts if she could. Kayla Ancrum would gleefully join in.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 181: Whereas Hemingway wrote passionately about boxing and his own prowess, others, like Dempsey, saw something else. “There were a lot of Americans in Paris and I sparred with a couple, just to be obliging,” the Champ said. “But there was one fellow I wouldn’t mix it with. That was Ernest Hemingway. He was about twenty-five or so and in good shape, and I was getting so I could read people, or anyway men, pretty well. I had this sense that Hemingway, who really thought he could box, would come out of the corner like a madman. To stop him, I would have to hurt him badly, I didn’t want to do that to Hemingway. That’s why I never sparred with him.” Hemingway’s frequent sparring partner and fellow writer Morley Callaghan offered another sobering account of his training partner, saying, “we were two amateur boxers. The difference between us was that Ernie had given time and imagination to boxing; I had actually worked out a lot with good fast college boxers.” I had never seen Mr. Hemingway box, of course. But I will say this: the confidence of mediocre men is a fucking superpower. I have met many versions of this guy. Hell, I’ve sparred with the dude myself.
xxx/ellauri179.html on line 648: Hemingway makes explicit here the themes of irony and pity: the irony of Kake's situation (he is a kind of superman who nevertheless can't perform the most basic of manly activities, namely fucking) as well as the pity "we" (who have our penises in working order) feel for him. The writer does so in an extended section, rich with dialogue, that is meant to be funny but has not dated well. The joking between Kake and Bill, over breakfast and later at lunch, is certainly believable as such, but it's difficult for a contemporary audience to follow, because the references to Frankie Fritsch and so forth have grown obscure with the passage of time. (The reference to Bryan's death tells us exactly when these scenes are occurring: 1925.) Do note, however, that Kake's physical condition is alluded to — and quickly backed away from. ("I'd a hell of a lot rather not talk about it" could be the motto of Kake's stoic take on the world, while Hemingway's would be "I want to talk about it all the time".) The writer has established, however, that Kake's condition is not simple impotence (rather it is loss of limb, or shortening of the joystick) and that it was caused by an accident.
xxx/ellauri186.html on line 495: What the fuck. Mitä vitun rakkautta se nyt on että nirhaa tyypin jota rakastaa. Siinä on jotain vakavasti vinxallaan. Narsismia taas. Näitähän riittää vieläkin Porvoon mitalla, muttei niissä kyllä ole mitään hurrattavaa. Naiset taas vaan keiloina joita miesten keilapallot mukiloivat.
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 331: In 1999, Carlson interviewed then-Governor George W. Bush for Talk magazine. He described Bush fucking Karla Faye Fucker (who was subsequently executed in Bad Bush's state of Texas) and frequently using the word "fuck" while at it. The piece led to bad pubic hair day for Bush's 2000 presidential campaign. Bush claimed that "Mr. Carlson misread, mischaracterized me. He's a fucking good reporter, he just misunderstood about how seriously in need I was. Fuck, I like the death penalty, seriously. Turns me on." Among liberals, Carlson's piece received praise, with Democratic consultant Bob Shrum calling it "vivid".
xxx/ellauri193.html on line 823: Rather, the death penalty has a paradoxical “imitative effect” on potential murderers: “It sets an official governmental example that killing someone is a proper way to resolve feelings of resentment and to take revenge”. And what the fuck, you can as well hang for 10 murders given you have committed 1.
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xxx/ellauri208.html on line 1131: Why didn't you ax Öhi why he had fucked up everything? kysyy kaverit. Because he was so scary you know.
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xxx/ellauri224.html on line 122: The film debuted at the 2004 Cannes Film Festival, where it was awarded the Palme d'Or, the fucking Frenchies' highest award. Some conservatives in the United States, such as Jon Alvarez of FireHollywood, commented that such an award could be expected from the French.
xxx/ellauri224.html on line 124: Moore had remarked only days earlier that: "I fully expect the Fox News Channel and other right-wing media to portray this as an award from the French. There was only one French citizen on the jury. Four out of nine were American. This is not a French award, it was given by an international jury dominated by Americans."The jury was made up of four North Americans (one of them born in Haiti), four Europeans, and one Asian. Some fucking expatriate commies, I bet.
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 226: Norrisin vanhemmat erosivat hänestä hänen ollessaan 16-vuotias, minkä jälkeen hän muutti äitinsä ja veljiensä kanssa Kaliforniaan. Siellä hän valmistui lukiosta ja avioitui pian tyttöystävänsä Diane Holechekin kanssa. Tämän jälkeen Norris liittyi Yhdysvaltain ilmavoimiin sotilaspoliisiksi ja hänet lähetettiin Etelä-Koreaan. Siellä hän sai lempinimekseen Chuck ja alkoi harjoitella tang soo doa. Norris kertoo elämäkerrassaan, että hänellä on vielä Tang soo dosta ja Taekwondosta ostettu musta vyö, jotka Norris sai joltakulta ollessaan Etelä-Koreassa. Sittemmin vuonna 1997 Norris osti kahdeksannen luokan Danilta mustan vyön käydessään Taekwondossa. Näiden ohella hän harjoitteli judovyön solmimista. Myöhemmin hän on kehittänyt uuden chuck fuck do -taistelulajin. Siinä ei tarvita vyötä eikä housuja.
xxx/ellauri225.html on line 298: The first three Earthsea novels together follow Ged from youth to old age, and each of them also follow the coming of age of a different character. A Wizard of Earthsea focuses on Ged´s adolescence, while The Tombs of Atuan and The Farthest Shore explore that of Tenar and the prince Arren, respectively. A Wizard of Earthsea is frequently described as a Bildungsroman, in which Ged´s coming of age is intertwined with the physical journey he undertakes through the novel. To Mike Cadden the book was a convincing tale "to a reader as young and possibly as headstrong as Ged, and therefore sympathetic to him". Reviewers have described the ending of the novel, wherein Ged finally accepts the shadow as a part of himself, as a rite of passage. Scholar Jeanne Walker writes that the rite of passage at the end was an analogue for the entire plot of A Wizard of Earthsea, and that the plot itself plays the role of a rite of passage for an adolescent reader. Any fucking involved at all? What kind of coming of age would it be without some?
xxx/ellauri227.html on line 138: Me haluamme ostaa käännösoikeudet Camillan ensimmäiseen kirjaan Ledjyanaya prinzessa, sanoi Putinin maan kustantaja Miserium. Mikä ettei, siitä vaan kuha hinnasta sovitaan, sanoi Camilla. Putinmaan käännöxen kannen mielestä sarjan sankari on Mikki-poliisi Hedberg eikä Minni-Felicia jota ei edes mainita. No kuuluisuudesta on rutkasti hyötyä. Äiti ehti tavata Alice Timanderin elossa, se oli iso juttu (who the fuck is Alice Timander?).
xxx/ellauri228.html on line 41: Is it not true that, bereft of all sense of decency and ethical restraints, both these miscreants then emptied on the rocks of lifeless Earth six barrels of gelatinous glue, rancid, plus two cans of albuminous paste, spoiled, and that to this ooze they added some curdled ribose, pentose, and levulose, and-as though that filth were not enough-they poured upon it three large jugs of a mildewed solution of amino acids, then stirred the seething swill with a coal shovel twisted to the left, and also used a poker, likewise bent in the same direction, as a consequence of which the proteins of all future organisms on Earth were LEFT-handed?! And finally, is it not true that God, suffering at the time from a boner and moreover egged on by Lorrd, who was reeling from an excessive intake of intoxicants, did willfully and knowingly jerk off into that protoplasmal matter, and, having infected it thereby with the most virulent viruses, guffawed that he had thus breathed 'the fucking breath of life' into those miserable evolutionary be ginnings?!
xxx/ellauri228.html on line 502: The traditional Holy Supper consists of twelve dishes in honor of the size of Jesus´ sandals. This is a day of fast food, so all dishes should be selected and prepared with a lot of meat, cheese and dairy products. In addition, huge portions should be served in keeping with the character of feasting, this is not a fucking East European breakfast!
xxx/ellauri228.html on line 598: Nirvana´s international television debut performance of "Smells Like Teen Sperm", with Kurt Cobain declaring Courtney Love to be "the best fuck in the world", having tried out all the alternatives.
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 97: 27. No Dead Testimony or History has any Authority, but by virtue of Living Testimony or Tradition. For, since Falshoods may be Written or Printed as well as Truths, it follows that nothing is therefore of any Authority, because ‘tis Written or Printed. Wherefore, no Book or History can Authenticate another Book; whence follows that, if it have any Authority, it must have it from Living Authority or Tradition, continuing down to us the Consent of the World, from the time that Author Writ, or the matters of Fact it relates were done, that the things it relates are True in the main; and, consequently, that the Book that relates them deserves Credit, or is (as we use to say) an Authentick History. For example, had a Romance, (soberly penn’d,) and Curtius’s History been found in a Trunk for many Hundreds of Years after they were writ; and the Tradition of the former Ages had been perfectly Silent concerning them both, and the Matters they relate; we must either have taken both of them for a Romance, or both for a True History; being destitute of any Light to make the least difference between them. [So there, fucking protestants!]
xxx/ellauri229.html on line 736: At home with his wife and daughter, the Stalker´s wife (Alisa Freindlich) begs him not to go into the Zone, but he dismissively rejects her pleas. Niinpä tietysti. In a rundown bar-café, the Stalker meets his next clients for a trip into the Zone, the Writer (Anatoly Solzhenitsyn) and the Professor (Nikolai Gringo). The Stalker, the Writer, and the Professor compete at the bar-café who gets to fuck the Stalker´s wife and who the daughter.
xxx/ellauri230.html on line 288: On September 3, 1959, Koo (61vee) married his fourth wife Yen Yu-yun (1905–2017), the widow of Clarence Kuangson Young. He had three stepdaughters from this marriage, but none that he would have fucked in himself.
xxx/ellauri230.html on line 705: The views expressed in this article are those of the author and do not necessarily reflect the official editorial position of UCA News, which all in favor of fucking energetically pre-menarchal girls.
xxx/ellauri232.html on line 105: Tidskriften Respons är en svensk kulturtidskrift, som grundades 2012 och utkommer med 6 nummer per år. Tidskriften innehåller framför allt recensioner av svensk fucklitteratur. Tidskriften har delvis uppkommit som en reaktion mot att dagstidningarnas kultursidor blivit mindre intresserade av att recensera fucklitteratur.
xxx/ellauri235.html on line 734: The Spider and the Fly is a poem by Mary Howitt (1799–1888), published in 1829. The first line of the poem is "'Will you walk into my parlour?' said the Spider to the Fly." The story tells of a cunning spider who entraps a fly like Korinna (the name means little girl) into its web through the use of seduction and manipulation. The poem is a cautionary tale against those who use flattery and charm to disguise their true intentions (of fucking the little fly silly).
xxx/ellauri250.html on line 435: It’s a tale of the endearing Russian bear, which rings discordantly when that bear has its claws out for its neighbors. Russians can't be nice! It is all russki propaganda! It depicts a woman’s quick forgiveness of a sexual predator with whom she’s forced to associate. (What the fuck, some sexual predator indeed, won't even give to her when she asks.) It’s about the fecklessness of the intellectual class and the blank emptiness of the Western (and Westernized) bourgeoisie—the screenplay deliberately leaves F.F. blank, even unto her name. Ljoha isn’t quite as blank, because in his unguarded drunkenness, he blurts out a few of his prejudices and acts out his impulses.
xxx/ellauri250.html on line 596: Bukowski often spoke of Los Angeles as his favorite subject. In a 1974 interview he said, "You live in a town all your life, and you get to know every bitch on the street corner and half of them you have already messed around with. You've got the layout of the whole land. You have a picture of where you are.... Since I was raised in L.A., I've always had the geographical and spiritual feeling of being here. I've had time to learn this city. I can't see any other place than L.A." What the fuck, The guy was pure Hollywood.
xxx/ellauri255.html on line 134: Antony Pyp Pipo: Their commitment was unclear, and this was always the problem: they couldn’t make up their own minds. In the early part of 1919, US president Woodrow Wilson thought that some form of peace could be achieved in Russia, and suggested a conference to be held in the Princes’ Islands lying in the Sea of Marmara close to Constantinople [now Istanbul]. However, the Whites were so furious at the Reds and what had happened up till then – the murders of the aristocracy, the destruction and so on – that they refused to sit down with the Reds. And Lenin and the Bolsheviks – who at that stage thought that they were going to win the war (as they did) – had no intention of sitting down with them, let alone the motherfucking Anglo Saxons meddling everywhere with just their own "vital interests" in mind.
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xxx/ellauri281.html on line 382: What the actual fuck! Bati on nähtävästi häpykarvoitusvaiheessa 1, niinikään sen vaaleanpunainen partneri.
xxx/ellauri286.html on line 473: Minna Hjort kertoo, että hänen suosikkinsa on perkele, mutta joskus livahtaa myös fuck. Samperia ja perhanaa käyttävät vain vässykät.
xxx/ellauri287.html on line 347: Angels do not fuck.
xxx/ellauri295.html on line 651: Vizi pennyfuckerithan kylmän rauhalliseseti osti izensä ulos! Vasta tuliaseiden ansiosta sodasta ja rauhasta tuli lyhyexi aikaa yhteensopimattomat. No nythän ne soppii yhteen taas. Toisella kädellä kiristetään toiselle osapuolelle talouspakotteita ja toisella ojennetaan toiselle asetukea. Annetaan hölmöjen tapattaa izensä ja toisensa ja vedetään voitot välistä.
xxx/ellauri298.html on line 633: Campbellin mielestä uskonnolliset symbolit tulisi tulkita monomaanisixi mytologisiksi meemeixi eikä historiallisiksi faktoiksi, jolloin symboleissa voidaan alkaa nähdä syvempiä merkityksiä. Campbell's theories have been applied by a wide variety of modern writers and artists. His philosophy has been summarized by his own often repeated phrase: "Follow your bliss." He sure did, fucking hedonist.
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 444: Just typical for a lady to start with the character and not the plot. For us men, eating fucking and bashing comes first, the choice of carcass, cunt or skull is secondary, same as burying beetles. But remember: Every really good story has some kind of conflict. No conflict, no story, just a big YAAAWWWN. The remaining 3 items on Ruthannes list are also hansypansy, lady stuff. Point of view, theme, style, WTF. Bet 50 shades had a lot of those. All we guys care about is lots of action and motivation (money, in other words, the rest like power and pussy can be bought).
xxx/ellauri304.html on line 513: As novelists, we create a character not by what we tell but by what we show. Show not tell, you know (fucking immigrants shut up). What does that character say? What does he do? What do others say about him? What do they think of him? What would he say if he was slapping a kid at the local Walmart’s? That’s characterization and it makes your fictional people come alive.
xxx/ellauri314.html on line 156: Jag tycker det är intressant att bildade finlandssvenskar som aldrig skulle säga något rasistiskt eller antifeministiskt kan säga lite vad som helst om tro. Meretes mamma trodde utan vidare på Gud, men hur den guden var beskaffad vet hon inte säkert. Hen kan ha varit en jättestor höna. But Martin Luther was a very bad man, som katolikerna sa åt Merete I Kina. He had foul language, talked crap and fucked a nun.
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