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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fk60RTgiFOY ..  :rofl:  :roflmao:  :dose:  :poison:  :poison:  :cheers:  :rocker:  :rofl:  :rofl:

Find a way to get to the offending party, brandish a sharp meat cleaver, stare the bastard in the face as he screams to God, and laugh when he whimpers like a baby.... Don't make it quick and quiet, make it loud and nasty!!!  :clown:  :nods:

 And when his eyes go dead, rest assured the hell you send him to will seem like heaven after what you've done to him!!  ::evil::  :poison:  ::evil::

Hope this helps....

tsw . . .

Sorry, try again later.

I somewhat agree that moore is a bit of a grnadstander. But the resons why i would argue that in any civilised country a govt should strictly limit the ownership of weapons which serve no purpose but to kill is because it makes no sense for people to own them. The idea that your average citizen can own something that can kill people in order to protect themself does not make any sense. This is what police officers and home security systems are for. It seems to contribute to a culture of fear. What is so free about that?

Complete nonsense! The government should not ban guns, despite the fact that they're for cowards! {I much prefer the cleaver or knife in mortal combat.} You trust the gov't that much, eh?

Killing Joke {1980}

Man watching city fall
The clock keeps on ticking
He doesn't know why
He's just cattle for slaughter
The requiem
When the meaningful words
When they cease to function
When there's nothing to say
When will it start bothering you?
The requiem
Only a hint of religion
Uncensors to its false depravity
The sound of breaking glass
This is a reflection
The requiem

Hello all.. It's been a while and I wanted to 'share' about my latest killing! I was just visiting an old friend up in old New York and happened to witness a rather unpleasant scene while waiting for a subway train. There was a poor old fellow lumbering around on crutches that had fallen prey to a few hooligans that had been lurking about. I had seen it coming before it began to happen. Anyway, there they were, acting like the toughguys that they imagined themselves to be in all of their driveling dribbling wet dreams of the 'glamour' of wielding pistols...slapping and pushing this old gent around as if they had something to be proud of. Normally I would have thought twice about the risk of being shot -- I don't believe in guns -- and perhaps would have hesitated to intervene. However, I found this bunch of sods to be particularly irksome and as there were no police there to do anything about it I decided to act....

There were three of them. I singled out the one I took to be their "leader", as if that term could apply when referring to piss-ants such as these petty and vicious hoodlums. Anyway when the subway drew near, I pushed him at just the right moment and he was killed instantly by the oncoming train! Lots of fun to witness the stupified fear on this one's face as that train smacked him into oblivion! Quickly, I buried my trusty meat cleaver into the skull of the one closest me and drew my police regulation flashlight on the third... Before he could even think of pulling anything on me I knocked him unconscious with the butt-end of it and stomped on his head a few times until his skull broke to pieces... Great fun! All of this before the subway doors shut! I was able to transfer trains and walk to my old friend's flat without a hitch, patting myself on the back all the way for defending the defenseless! Lookout Guardian Angels...haha.

On 2006-01-11 18:52:00, Anonymous wrote:

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On 2006-01-11 18:50:00, Dr Fucktard wrote:


"Yawn...Cesare, you have ways of obtaining that camara, don't you?"

No, actually he DOESN'T, you cocksucking nigger.

My, my...such language. You must be a real toughguy.