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i am listening to aphex twin and eating a hotpocket.
i am postmodern. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-02-06 21:46:05 | |
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| Academic diatribe | |
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I suppose it's time that I dispensed some textual whoopass. There's been a lot of silly nonsense on ROY lately, but not that much serious nonsense.
And we are not entirelyabout silly nonsense. Just mostly. Now, what to rant about... there are so many topics.. - how brocolli looks too much like cortical tissue for me to eat it - how feminists need to kindly cram it - why current drug laws make less sense than a midget playing for the Bulls - why creationism should be treated as a chronic disability - - how modern synthesizer companies are so retarded they don't even sell a modular - Modern college gripes - How Moby still has all my left Yes, that will do nicely. College gripes, I mean. As to how I am familiar with college, for the purposes of anonyminity, I will say not. I could have graduated years ago, I could be in grad school, I could be an undergrad, I could be a professor. Suffice to say, I have plenty of experience with facilities of higher learning. First item on the stack (a FIFO stack, conveniently): Worldly ignorant asshats recently out of high school. As a great man (me) will say a few letters from now, unless you come from a particularly special high school, your acheivements once you hit freshman undergrad mean exactly jack. Yes. Your acheivements mean jack. Your psych class was rudimentary BS; you can't write analytical papers for shit. Most of the people on the football team got into the school for football, too, and are just as good, if not far better than you. This is not your fault. You did your best, and probably even acted admirably under the conditions - but the sad fact is that the average public high school is not fit to teach a rutabaga how to rot. Like the olfactory measures of French armpits, public schools register "Hooo-MAMA!" on the patented, hyper-accurate, RTQP Stink-o-meter. And I never lie (especially about hat factories in my previous post). If, like me, you escaped public horrors and attended a private high school of significant academic standing, when you get to college, you will notice this. People who, by all rights should know more than you, don't. You'll notice something else, too: not only are they surprisingly ignorant, but they are ignorant to the fact that they are ignorant. That last sentance would probably be a Bavarian mind fuck for them. So, you can probably guess where I'm going: what annoyed me was not their ignorance (for it is not their fault), but their refusal to acknowledge it. I've run into many a honor student who thinks he or she is hot shit. In reality, they are a pile of academic excrement, but not the hot or favorable kind. In short, you've met a know-it-all who is clearly wrong in a number of situations, yet refuses to admit it. And as any good engineering class will teach you, in order to fix a problem, you have to know it exists (we are presuming hidden markov models are beyond them). This kind of situation drives me nuts. At one point, I found myself in a introductory psychology class. Students regularly raised their hands and repeated what the professor just said - so they could feel smart, and seem like they understood the class and knew enough to participate. The sad thing was, because it was a big lecture, we weren't being graded on participation. If the fruity, magazine-style textbook wasn't enough to make me wary of the class, the fact that some students seemed to have difficulty with the concept of the scientific method should have finished the task. Up until now, I have just stewed and been annoyed at these people. But from this point on, I intend to let them know where they really stand in life. It's time to kick some academic ass. Side note. This just popped into my head, and I have to mention it: I just know, that after the $3.34 million invested in Michael Jackson joke R&D, he'll be proved undoubtedly innocent. That's the way the irony of the world works. Please leave the guy alone. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-02-05 01:50:09 | |
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| Sales ad | |
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I own a hat factory
I am busting out caps in my hat factory And bowlers, lots of bowlers. Would you like to buy my hat factory? =|:{Othe hat factory is truly the most noble of factories. first conceived in 1842, the modern hat factory is a testamant to human civilization and society. for the first time, man could have all the hats he desired - and more. from urine-scented metropolises to dark forests where gnomes collect abnormal flowers, the hat is celebrated.buy hats. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-02-04 22:54:59 | |
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| WHAT THE FUK#55%7 | |
my name is joe and i work in a button factory |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-02-04 15:21:40 | |
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| cheeses | |
MY GOVERNMENT CHEESE BRINGS ALL THE BOYS TO THE YARD
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-02-04 15:12:15 | |
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| Enlightened philosophy | |
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[01:56] <Ben> Oh, the Patriots won? Gee, I must have been too distracted by JANET'S BOOB! [01:57] <RTQP> are you still on about that? [01:57] <RTQP> well, since I didn't see it [01:57] <RTQP> it doesn't exist [01:58] <RTQP> therefore janet jackson has no boobs |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-02-02 04:21:31 | |
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| Instructions | |
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I was walking down the street today, and a man pulled me aside, saying he had an issue of vital importance that I must know about.
Then he explained how one properly performs oral sex on nintendo cartridges. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-02-02 00:08:05 | |
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| fucking is for giraffes. | |
| fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. fucking is for giraffes. | |
| Posted by DOLT45 @ 2004-01-24 03:50:04 | |
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see, my spidey sense told me to get out of there
so i did i love my spidey sense support pancreatic fluids in your local politician |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-24 03:49:55 | |
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| greetings | |
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i have today, a very important topic to ponder upon, in these troubling times.
Especially, now tha- What's that smell OH NO NO FUCKING WAY SHIT! I BLEW THE HOT POCKET UP! A GEYSER OF CHEESE ERUPUTED MY KITCHEN IS BEING DEFACED BY A VILE STREAM OF VULCANIZED COW-BYPRODUCTS SOMEONE CALL 911!!! |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-22 23:53:49 | |
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| QUESTIONS | |
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Quick, I need some statistics on the average cow orgasm!
WHERE IS MY RESEARCH ASSISTANT? In other news, the RTQPmobile now has quad 10 inch woofers. Viva la disturbing the peace! |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-21 03:40:41 | |
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| Perchance thou funtst | |
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pull the emergency tab
court adjourned man, i'm lazy today. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-20 01:34:51 | |
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| Introduction | |
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i am sergey thompson and i put vodka on my corn pops i pelt you with bibles king james in your lip i am sergey thompson and i put hashish on my frosty flakes i crash planes into your buildings boeing in your butt i am sergey thompson and i put mexicans on my oatmeal i abduct your children clones in your aliens i am sergey thompson i am sergey thompson I AM SERGEY THOMPSON and i am pleased to meet you, good sir |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-19 00:13:07 | |
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| Love can change | |
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wuh wuh wuh waaah
wooble aaah OOOOM but you'll never give all you really neeeed is kool aid with weeeeeed *VST OVERLOAD FUSX0r* folks it is thhe teruth i have an electric razor electro-cute always sounded like a compliment to me i.e. example "you are fucking electro-cute" see? who fucking comes up with english anyways whoever they are, they are fucking as fucke dup as i am sfhljdj f'hjklbvxc sdjkfg
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-17 02:53:04 | |
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| let me | |
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let me tell you the story
of how i renewned my library book phase one, part IIA: i charged the flux capacitor, via open source VNC software, dancing the night away to the Free Software Foundation Phase Q, part IIB: the prince knighted me bravely bold sir asshat, brought forth from camelot (he was not afraid to die in all sorts of pornographic ways) Phase RSZ, part IIICCCC: FEEEEEL SOME KIND OF STRAAANGE (i love collide) *metal guitar solo* LOVE WILL FIND YOU =^_^= =o.O= =^_^= DAAAANCE RAAAAAAIIIIIN VARIATION WILD POINTER, QUAKE II BOT FINGLE, FAAAANGLE FINGLE FINGLE FAAAANGLE FEEEEEL SOME KIND OF STRANGE pie |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-17 02:46:36 | |
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fangle fangle fangle fangle fangle fangle fangle fangle fangle fangle they are more hardcore than the vangels praise the wombatador's fruity peaches |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-17 02:41:34 | |
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| AND ALL YOUR SATELLITES | |
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ARE FRAGMENTED
I FEEL A LITTLE CRUSHED AND OUT OF A CACTUS AND ALL YOUR FLATULENCE It's meant to bring me down makes me feel so obese and out of shape though your velocity is beastiality how can you be part of the symettery ikf evvery moment screws ove the enxt part of the scenerey and all your cactuslites are fragmented i feel a little obese and out of shaaaape |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-17 02:39:15 | |
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i am ripping with my teeth
it is funky fresh beatz moby +1 |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-17 01:56:27 | |
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OH BABY
I AM TRANCIN' WITH JOHN WALKER author of the hacker's diet it realy works pi is an iirational # like me moby is AWESOME while bieng an irratinal # pi in your glutes squankle, fingle, fabble, and booble-le-bobble |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-17 01:53:18 | |
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| Pure accelleratin | |
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from start to finish
' ' ' ' ' ' ' slalom today's engine works harder no thanks to the union castrol GTX for all your baking needs makes biscuits fluffy when in barcelona |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2004-01-14 02:43:59 | |
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