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I see that you're enticed by my daughter's awesome rocking tits. Then bathe with my daughter in the fountain of Varnov. Appease the gods by lathering her boobs with soapy suds. My daughter is a goddess and I shall make her tits sing.

Suck my tits until I cum over and over, even with my daughter watching me give my daughter a tit feast.

My daughter is a goddess and she knows the best parts of me. She knows me better than any man. She knows I am truly blessed to have her as my daughter. But I am going to let you play with her so she can experience the real feeling of being touched by a man. Let me see you kiss my goddess. Make me a tit worshipping goddess cum-hole.

When she is ready, tell her to fuck me while you cum inside her. Then you're going to clean up with the lube you know she likes the most. And to seal the deal, let her suck you off before you eat her out.

My daughter knows that her body is a work of art and she wants to show you that she is proud of it. Watch her strip for you. Do her tits and ass the right way. Tell her that I told you how she should be touched, and she knows you are the man to do it.

I know you love her so much that you'd do anything to make her your own. My daughter will let you eat her. She is a goddess and you are her lover.

Tell her how much you desire her body. But when she finally comes home from her night out with her girlfriends, you are going to have a night you won't forget.

Have my daughter take you inside her. I know you are so turned on by my daughter's body. Let her show you what she wants. Let her suck you and fuck you while you fill her with your cum. When you are done, let her finish herself off with a vibrator. This is something your girlfriend could never do for you.
 
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The Industrial Revolution and its consequences have been a disaster for the human race. They have greatly increased the life-expectancy of those of us who live in “advanced” countries, but they have destabilized society, have made life unfulfilling, have subjected human beings to indignities, have led to widespread psychological suffering (in the Third World to physical suffering as well) and have inflicted severe damage on the natural world.

This has given rise to the question of whether it might be better to “revert” to a simpler, more satisfying life and whether we should revert to a simpler, more satisfying society, one closer to the conditions we had in the Stone Age (the Paleolithic period), and to find again that happiness that the Paleolithic people experienced. And so the question arises: can we go back? Can we reverse the Industrial Revolution and the problems that it has caused?

The Industrial Revolution took place a hundred years ago, but it continues to influence society today. For instance, as much of the world’s industrial production is no longer necessary in modern society, it is being manufactured by an army of poor people in the Third World countries, making even more goods available to people in the First World. Since the Industrial Revolution, we have had all the basic products needed for food, clothing and shelter for our basic needs: we have had a refrigerator, electric lighting, indoor plumbing, an automobile, airplanes, telephones, electric motors, the television, and other such products. Yet, these products were not available for every human being in the world, nor were they required for every person to have the kind of life they wanted, but that they might enjoy.

Even at this late date, there are still people in the world who suffer from malnutrition and who do not have an adequate clothing supply and who cannot afford any other of these products. A billion people still suffer from the effects of tropical diseases, and millions of people still die each year from tropical diseases. In the Third World, the effects of the Industrial Revolution on the environment are more evident than ever before, and the environmental damage continues to accelerate. These are the people who are most vulnerable to the “poverty trap” created by the Industrial Revolution.
 
Dave looked under the covers, his latest girlfriend was sleeping on her stomach. An enormous brap emerged and her generous butt cheeks vibrated. Her huge bottom was in motion, he tried to get closer to see what she was doing. A quick look at the ceiling and his bedroom window, it was too dark outside for a quick peek. They had all come back from a fun date, a dinner and a movie. They had shared kisses on the way home and had fucked his new girl. It was now almost one in the morning and the two girls were sleeping peacefully, both had big asses and beautiful round tits. On his night stand there was a big dick that he would get a chance to use soon. He was getting excited thinking about fucking his new girl, while the girl in the other bed had the one he loved. "If she wasn't sleeping so deep, I would make love to her," he thought to himself. This is when he knew she would have to be put to bed. He moved slowly and softly to her other side and moved her pillow. She would not wake up to his sexual moves.
I walked over to his prone body and said “it’s time, Nigga!” as I unzipped my pants. I was already throbbing with pre cum. I had never fucked before with anyone other than myself. I knew he was hard, and he would only be harder if I started licking him off. He was going to like that. I was going to do anything and everything I could to please this guy. I leaned down and started to gently lick his balls as he groaned and tried to get up. He turned to face me. We locked eyes. I smiled and gave him a sexy wink. I then slowly and confidently undid his jeans and unbuttoned his shirt. He just stared at me. He had no idea what he was about to be faced with. I undid his belt and his boxers and unzipped his pants. I stood over him as he sat there completely naked. He knew what was coming, but he looked me in the eyes and smiled as I slowly leaned down to kiss his neck. His smile never changed as I pulled down his boxers and pulled down my pants and panties and shit on the floor
 
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We must secure the existence of our people and a future for white children.

For the most part, this has not been the case. Instead, “white genocide” rhetoric has turned inwards and has been used to stoke hate crimes against whites.

White Christians, the greatest victims of white genocide

While this is a topic for another time, it is not an understatement to say that white Christians have been some of the greatest victims of the “white genocide” meme.

White Christians, for example, are the great victims of “white genocide.”

The National Policy Institute, a white nationalist think-tank, ran a study in 2015 claiming that “Between 2009 and 2014, attacks against whites rose dramatically.”

The study pointed to violent crimes against whites, citing a “massive spike in violent attacks.” It claimed that in only two-years, the number of white homicide victims increased four-fold.

The study said the same was true of suicide. The number of white suicides shot up from 7,539 in 2010 to 23,521 in 2014, a five-fold increase.

While the study pointed to violent crimes, the study did not make any mention of what has been going on with white Christian people being robbed, assaulted, raped, or even murdered because of being Christian.

This happened on a broad scale in the U.S. in 2015. One example is a mass shooting that occurred at an Assemblies of God church in Oak Park, Illinois. Eight people were shot and killed, including one unborn baby, with six people being hospitalized.

Later, a former Assemblies of God pastor was accused of having a “hit-list” of white pastors who had refused to stop praying in church on the grounds that it is a house of God. A “hit-list” of white pastors was found during a raid on his home, a copy of which was found at the crime scene.

Another mass shooting occurred in November 2015 when a former soldier opened fire at a church in Tuscon, Arizona. It left 9 people dead and 20 wounded. The gunman was later found dead after a shootout with police.

Also in November 2015, a mass shooting was reported at a Planned Parenthood abortion clinic in Colorado Springs, Colorado. After a former police officer who has been on the loose for five years after shooting at police, was found in the home of an elderly couple, and the police found what appeared to be a “hit-list” of police and politicians on the computer, the mass shooting was linked to the White House and the State Department.
 
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When he saw the Crunchwrap supreme, his swimsuit area got tight. He was going to murder his toilet later. And of course the rest of the crowd was watching. At the end of the night when he tried to speak to a girl, she slapped him and ran away screaming. The next night he tried his luck again. After his Crunchwrap supreme. The girl's friends started hitting on him, one asked him to go to his room. And then he saw it. The girl he was about to ask a second time. She smiled and gave him the finger. He'd had it. He felt like he was gonna puke. The next night, he had a drink. Some vodka. He was going to be a man of his age and be man enough to go out with that kind of attitude. A good attitude. The kind of attitude that makes him look cool. The first girl smiled at him and took him out to the club. A club that had a small stage in it with some kind of band playing. A band that had their pants down


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When he saw the Crunchwrap supreme, his swimsuit area got tight. He was going to murder his toilet later, but first he shit on his couch. He watched as the Crunchwrap took a shit, then he shit on him. No matter how hard the man was trying to get clean, he was just a man. And a dirty one at that. The Crunchwrap looked at him with contempt in his eyes. He was disgusted by the fact that he had been made a man. No matter, the Crunchwrap was no longer a Crunchwrap. The Crunchwrap was just a man now. "No way," the Crunchwrap said. "I'm not doing this." "Just get the fuck out of here," the Crunchwrap said, "I'm done with you." "Fine," the Crunchwrap said, "I'm leaving. This is the first time I've felt clean for a while." He grabbed his Crunchwrap costume and began to walk out of his apartment. "See you," he said to the man and his dog. "I'm going
 
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When his life was ruined, his family killed, his farm destroyed, Job knelt down on the ground and yelled up to the heavens, "Why god? Why me?" and the thundering voice of God answered, "There's just something about you that pisses me off."

"But you know it's all a lie." Said another voice that sounded like God.

"We don't know that," replied God. "We have reason to believe it's true."

"But we have proof it's a lie." Said another voice.

"We just haven't found it yet."

And the voices, that sounded like God, continued on and on. The whole world was trying to prove to God that their version of the truth was more important than His, and the world was losing.

The other day I had some family problems, and I went to the store to buy some new things. After that I walked by a church, because I don't believe in going to Church. But I heard someone playing some gospel music, so I decided to go in and see who it was. After I listened to the music I talked to the person that was playing it. The song he was playing was "Let go and let God."

The next day I was walking home from my job. As I was walking, the sun was setting, and I turned my head to look at it, and when I turned back around, this truck came running at me. The driver said, "Oh God! Oh God! Why are you killing me? Stop killing me!"

And God said, "It's not me. It's my son, who's been killing you for the last ten thousand years. The first thing you said that pissed me off was: 'I want to be the president of my country." So He killed you and then He made you the president of your country.

And if you still can't believe the truth, just ask him to give you what you want, and see what happens. Just ask Him to kill you. He won't, but it's good to try.

But I really do believe that he is real, and he lives on another planet, or else how do they have television in Heaven?
 
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CWCs letter from jail continued.
 
Niggers" with "Whites" from the time of the Confederacy through the 1960s. The "N" refers to "Negroes," and the "W" refers to "White" people. We use the abbreviation "W.A.S.O." which stands for "Whites Against Shit on Our Culture" (the "W" portion) in order to show our solidarity with other White people who fight back against the encroachment of the Black Power structure that is destroying the White race. The "E" stands for "Eskimo" because the Eskimo are "Niggers" who have been raised by White Liberals who have convinced them that their very existence is worthy of protection from their parents' and grandparents' culture and heritage. The "A" stands for "Asian" because Asians are "Whites" with non-White ancestry who, like the Eskimos, have been raised in the bosom of liberalism and are, in effect, "
 
Sonic's world would be real, I would be living on Mobius, which is Sonic's planet, I would be about 12 again, no-one would ever age, I would be friends with Sonic, Tails and the others.

It would be real.

It would be real.

I just wanted to say that again and again, until you believed it, because it's real.

Oh God. I am a very happy man now.

It is real. I am on Mobius, on the Planet Mobius, and I am Sonic the Hedgehog, the character I've wanted to be since I was a little boy.
 
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Chapter 1.

Douglas had to poop. His butt was all stinky because he had to poop so badly.

There was a gross woman named Rebecca who was sunbathing all naked and she was fat. Douglas walked up to her and said, "I need to poop."

"Ok" Rebecca replied, "I like poop."

Douglas squatted down over the fat sunbathing lady and went poop. The poop sat there on Rebecca's boobs, looking like a weiner.

Chapter 2.

"Why are we here?" Douglas cried, as poop came out his weiner in a long, thin strip. It was weiner poop, which is the grossest poop of all.

The peepee got on the woman's leg and she screamed, pooping out her boobs.

And so when the pee got mixed with the poop it smelled like a butt.

Rebecca's boyfriend ran into the house yelling, "I hate your ass."

Douglas looked around and saw a big pile of poop.

"Let's make a pile of poop" Douglas said.

"Ok, great, so what do we do?" Rebecca asked.

Douglas didn't know what to say so he started picking up poop and tossing it on the pile. It was like, "Om shantaram shantaram," so he said that.

And the pile just got bigger and bigger until finally Rebecca said, "Let's pee in the pile."

Douglas had no idea how to pee in a pile of poop so he squatted and got his pee in the poop.

Rebecca squatted over the pile and started peeing on it. The pile kept growing until all of the poop was covered in peepee. And so Rebecca's boyfriend came out again and started yelling, "I don't want that stupid fart smell in my house."

He threw his hands in the air and walked away.

The next morning the boyfriend came over and said, "That pile is disgusting. What do you think we should do with it?"

Douglas walked over and started picking up the poop. The boyfriend asked, "Oh no, not that stuff. I don't want to get poop on my hands."

Douglas told him, "Get over it, dude. That's what your girlfriend was doing last night."

The next day, Douglas came over to Rebecca's house and tried to show her what he did. She didn't really care about his poop.

And so the poop grew bigger and bigger until Rebecca's boyfriend came home and said, "Goddamn, where did all this poop come from?"

Douglas took his jacket off and said, "We're going to throw the poop in the kitchen and then eat it."

The boyfriend replied, "You can't eat poop!"

So Douglas came over the next day with a bowl and scoop and started eating the poop.

When Rebecca's boyfriend came in the room he asked, "Dude, where did all this poop come from?"

Douglas said, "You won't believe it, I took a poop and made it into a bowl."

And so the poop kept growing until the boyfriend came home and said, "I'm not even going in there. I'm just going to get my stuff and leave."

The next morning, Rebecca's boyfriend came over and said, "I can't sleep because you keep making my room smell like poop!"

Douglas jumped out of bed and answered him, "Look in the mirror, man. You're the one who looks like crap."

And so the poop got bigger and bigger until the boyfriend realized that he looked really bad and started crying.

Douglas said, "Look at yourself, man. Your skin is covered in poo!"

And the boyfriend just said, "It really sucks to be me," and ran out of the house.

Rebecca's boyfriend leads a difficult life.
 
Hey, P-Station, my name is Christian Chandler
I live in Ruckersville, Virginia!
I have a PSP, I like to rap,
I play PaRappa, and go with him now.
The only song I know is "Master Onion"
Which I got from a demo I borrowed from my friend Megan!

I have a PSP and she don't,
So give me the PSP; unwrap the wrapper,
So I can give one to her, and then we can play together!

(If the above does not make sense you are a loser)

(That one goes to my brother who is the smartest kid in the whole world)

This morning, I asked my friend Megan if she could lend me the demo to Master Onion...
And she said, "Wait for you to get a PSP"
Then she asked if I wanted to play together...
Then she gave me Master Onion...
And then we played Master Onion...
And we listened to some music on my PSP,
And then she gave me a PSP...
And then we played Master Onion!

Last night, I got in the habit of watching Family Guy.
Because I liked Peter Griffin when I was about 6.
He was very cool and I wanted to be like him.
So I asked my dad if I could have Peter Griffin for Christmas...
He said, "Who is Peter Griffin?"
So I had to tell him all about Peter Griffin.
"I watched the Family Guy last night.
Peter Griffin is the fat guy.
He goes to restaurants, because he is a fat guy.
He is always hungry, so he goes to restaurants, and eats.
Sometimes he eats pizza, sometimes he eats burgers,
Or sometimes he eats spaghetti.
His family is a bunch of bums,
But Peter Griffin loves his family."

I like listening to the Family Guy on my PC.
Because of the music.
If I listen to it on my PSP, it is OK,
But the music is too quiet.

Last night I told my mom I wanted a pet,
Because she keeps telling me I have to be responsible.

I don't know why I can't be responsible.
It is not like I am some kind of a child.
I am not the type of child who steals.
I am not the type of child who doesn't talk.
I am not the type of child who is a pest.

But I still want a pet.

It seems that I am getting my way
And I keep asking for stuff,
Which I don't need.

My dad is a little more understanding.
He bought me a PlayStation 3 for Christmas.

My mom gave me money to go buy a bicycle for Christmas.
But I am not going to buy her the bicycle.

I don't need a bicycle,
But if I ask for something and don't get it,
She will feel bad.
I need to be responsible,

The more that I am responsible,
The more I will get.

My mom keeps reminding me I need to do something with my life.
It seems that I always have to do something with my life.
She keeps reminding me I am too old to be playing games.

I don't know why she always reminds me.
I think that she is really mad at me.
She is really mad that I am not responsible.

I don't really like to be responsible.
I hate when I have to be responsible.

I have never been a pet.
I have never been bought a bicycle.
I have never been bought a PlayStation 3.
But if I ask for something and don't get it,
I will feel bad.

My mom keeps telling me that I am not responsible.
It seems that I always have to do something with my life.

So, I decided to become a pet.

I don't want to be a pet.
I don't like being a pet.

No one has ever told me I was a pet.
My mom just told me that I was responsible.

I don't know why I can't just be responsible.
I don't know why I have to be responsible.

So, I asked my mom for a bicycle.
I asked for a PlayStation 3.
I asked for a lot of things.
But when I asked for them, they weren't there.

But, my mom was nice enough to help me.
My mom told me that she didn't have them.
I didn't know that my mom didn't have them.
She was nice enough to help me.

So, I will be responsible.

I will be a pet.

That is the only thing I can be.
I can't be a child.
I can't be a woman.
I can't be a man.

I am a pet.
I am a child.
I am a woman.
I am a man.

No one has ever told me that I was a pet.
But, my mom told me that I was responsible.
I have always been a pet.
I have always been a child.
I have always been a woman.
I have always been a man.
 
kiwifarms.net, you win. You're going to get what you've wanted. Another tranny grave to piss on. I'm going to post this on other sites, too.

So, please, for my own amusement, check this out. Don't get your panties all in a twist about me pissing on your tranny grave. You're going to get what you want... you want to know why? This is why!

So, for this little shit you want to claim as a relative, read on...

If you ever find a tranny out in San Leandro, you want to piss in their grave, I say. Don't touch the grave, just piss on the grave. And when you're done, piss all over the grave, too. You can put some of your own shit in the grave, too. Or you can shit in the grave, if that floats your boat.

It's for the sake of my own amusement. What fun is it to post some lame message that says "You can't piss on my tranny grave. You're all a bunch of losers," to some dumb shit who's all high and mighty on his high horse and then have to sit in his own shit, as you piss in the graves of other trannies. You're a fucking moron.

Piss on tranny graves... the whole thing. If you have to piss on graves, piss in them. I'm going to do this anyway, so don't ask me not to. I'd be asking you to do something that's not even legal, that's not something I want to do. I just want you to know that if you piss on one of those graves, I'm going to have to take it all in. And I'll put it all over your grave.

Fuck you. It's not even about you, it's about me pissing on those graves and you have to take it all in. I'm not going to hold my bladder back and not do what I'm going to do. You want to piss on my tranny grave? You might get some if you're lucky. There's nothing I can do about it. I'll take a hit of your own piss, put it on your graves, and you're just a sad man. You want to piss on a grave, I will help you. But do you have the guts to do it? Don't do it. I will piss on your grave as well. And if it gets too big, I'll bring a big syringe and I'll take care of it.

Or you can just leave me alone.

The first time I pissed in the tomb, I got a lot of it on my boots. I did the same thing the second time. I wanted to be generous. I wanted to put it on as much of the tomb as I could. The same time the same place as the first time, too. That's the thing about piss, it's not that it comes out of you, it's the way it gets on. It goes to places it shouldn't and it takes up a lot of space. It's like a big wet circle that you can't get away from. It just stays there.

I piss on the tomb all the time. A lot of people think I'm doing it because it's the right thing to do. I know it's because it makes me feel better about pissing on things that don't have any right to be pissing on. This whole trip is like a funeral, but without the graves and the flowers and the sympathy and the good fucking Christians who won't drink or do drugs because that would be a sin. It's what it is. There's the graves, then there's me pissing on the graves. I could give a shit about the people who have died at this point.
 
"Fuckin' raw!" yelled famous TV chef, Gordon Ramsay.

"I'll fuckin' chop her! Raw! Fuckin' raw!" yelled Gordon.

That's right, in the final season of his hit reality TV show "Hell's Kitchen," the most popular chef in the country, Gordon Ramsay, decided to literally chop off a contestant's arm.

As the cameras cut to commercial, we cut to a wide shot of Ramsay's head, in which the chef's eyes are wide, and lips move slowly.

Then, just as the camera pans back, it cuts to a shot of the contestant, who has just been told she's been eliminated.

She has been crying, and has her arm in a cast. The commercial cuts to her, with her crying, and shaking her head in disgust and disbelief.

There is only one reason for such emotional response.
 
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As I slowly creeped up upon yet another glory hole patron of the human female species, I could feel the energy of anticipation building like a tsunami. We were at the height of sexual tension as a young woman, an “up and comer” by most men standards, was walking towards me, she was wearing a top that showed off her ample breasts, “I have to take her” was all I could think, I knew I wanted to be the man to give her what she needed, but all of the sudden her gaze caught me and she stared at me as if she wanted to ask me something, the way her mouth curved into a devious smile was enough to send shivers down my spine. She started whispering things like “how much?” and “no, seriously, how much?”, her words were more a mixture of seduction and lust than money, I was ready to hand her anything she wanted. I slowly walked towards her and she grabbed my hand and held it, we were close now. I could tell she was expecting me to say “let me grab you a beer” or “how about I make a quick phone call?” but I was going to say something totally different. The way she was looking at me…I had never felt so good about myself, she was looking at me, not like some old fumbling fool trying to get a girl in bed, she had the look that was like she wanted to do me harm, to hurt me as much as I wanted to hurt her. She took hold of my other hand, we were touching everywhere, I could feel her body close to mine. I had to do something, I had to get close to her, before it was too late. She had this look of evil in her eyes, this lust that almost made me want to turn and run, but I had to say something, had to say what I really wanted to say. I had to say it quick and get away from her, I couldn’t take this, I would not let her take this from me. I could feel her breath on my face, my heart was pounding so hard I could feel the blood rushing through my body. My hands were shaking, my whole body was shaking. She was so close to me, all I needed to do was say “let me give you something that you have been looking for”, and I would have felt so good for the rest of my life. I could see it in her eyes that she wanted to take me, she wanted to hurt me, I could feel her breath on my face, that she was so close I could feel her body pressed up against mine. I had to make my move, I had to take the initiative, I had to make her feel the way she looked and felt, I had to say what I wanted to say. I had to take control of this situation, I had to stop her before she got too far. I turned around and took the first thing my eyes fell upon. The key, the one that fit her heart was in my hands, the one that unlocked everything she wanted to get out of, I knew she needed it, she had this look in her eyes that told me she wanted me to take it. I saw the pain in her eyes, the look of need, it made me feel sick, I had to take that thing away from her, I had to feel her pain. My fingers were shaking, I had to say it, I needed to say it fast, I had to take it away from her, I would stop her, I wouldn’t let her take it from me. I took the key from her hand, quickly. I was so fast I could almost hear the blood pouring through my veins. I looked her in the eye, she was so beautiful, so full of hurt and hate for me. I wanted to go all in, to be selfish, to let my selfishness take over and to let it destroy her. I wanted to take this moment away from her and leave her with me, with the memory of us as a couple, how close we were, how close we still are. She didn’t cry, she just sat there staring at me. I sat down beside her and I just wanted to hold her, wanted her to let me help her. She was hurt, she was in pain, she was my woman and I loved her so much. I wanted to take this pain away, I wanted to help her and heal her, I wanted to be her savior, to be her hero. I wanted to feel that pain inside me, I wanted to hurt for her, just like I did to the others, I knew I couldn’t let myself do that, I knew I would give up the fight, I knew I would let her go.

LOL, that's pretty nuts.
 
Fuck off." "I'm a fucking cop." "Hey." "That's the guy?" "The guy in the picture?" "Why didn't you tell me?" "It's not my job." "Listen, there's a reward out for him." "You wouldn't have paid it." "Five grand." "Yeah, right." "Well, look, that's still pretty good money." "Yeah, if you can find him." "We will." "We will." "I know the girl he took." "She's my daughter." "Okay, let me get my jacket." "Let's go." "It's still early." "All the good sushi is." "Hi, Dad." "We just wanna look around." "Let's go back to my office." "This is not the way we live." "I can see that." "How's my girl?" "I miss you." "Your mom and I think about you all the time." "Come on, let's go." "You're not even curious about your mom's new life?" "I know." "She told me everything." "She was pretty upset." "That's natural." "What did you say?" "I made a couple calls." "I know a cop who might be able to help." "You know you're not supposed to help her?" "How is she?" "She's a little better." "And so?" "Can we please talk about this tomorrow?" "I really need to go." "I know." "I love you." "Can I give you a ride?" "That's okay." "I need to take a cab." "Why?" "You want to go back to the house?" "No." "No." "Look, I..." "I got some friends coming over tonight." "I'll just take a cab back." "All right." "All right." "Look, I don't have to go in, do I?" "You want me to get you some food?" "You're hungry." "No, I'm okay." "Look, I gotta go." "I'll call you tomorrow." "All right." "I miss you." "I miss you." 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1488} ============== Nanosensors for the quantification of a wide range of analytes with high selectivity and sensitivity are needed for early diagnosis of various disorders. Biosensors have emerged as a new method for the detection and quantification of various analytes such as glucose, urea, bilirubin, cholesterol, proteins, DNA and enzymes, and they have been successfully used in the clinical and environmental fields. In addition, nanobiosensors play an important role in the study of the interaction of viruses and biofilms with the host, the study of molecular recognition, and the development of biosensors for environmental analysis. This review highlights the role of nanobiotechnology in this field, with a specific emphasis on detection and quantification. It includes the introduction, types, and applications of nanobiosensors, along with their benefits and drawbacks. Nanobiotechnology has made a great contribution to the development of detection and quantification methods, providing new tools for the characterization of biomolecules. Nanobiosensors are based on nanoparticles and biological molecules that perform an important role in the detection and quantification of analytes with high specificity, high selectivity, and high sensitivity. Nanobiosensors provide better detection capabilities and have a longer lifespan than conventional biosensors. These new biosensors can enhance the detection of analytes and increase the sensitivity and selectivity of the response. The potential for the future application of nanobiosensors is discussed. Declaration of Competing Interest {#s1490} ================================= The authors declare that they have no known competing financial interests or personal relationships that could have appeared to influence the work reported in this paper. AUC : area under curve BADGE : bis-ANS binding alcohol dehydrogenase glycogen BSA : bovine serum albumin CDC : Center for Disease Control CPE : cytopathic effect DL : drug like DSF : differential scanning fluorescence ECL : enhanced chemiluminescence EIS : electrochemical impedance spectroscopy ELISA : enzyme linked immunosorbent assay FBS : fetal bovine serum FDA : Food and Drug Administration GB/BSA : glutaraldehyde bovine serum albumin GFP : green fluorescent protein GFPD : glutaraldehyde fluorescein 5-isothiocyanate dextran HSA : human serum albumin IAA : iodoacetamide IgG : immunoglobulin G IEP : isoelectric point mAb : monoclonal antibody MCF : microscopic complement fixation MFI : mean fluorescence intensity PBS : phosphate-buffered saline PEG : poly(ethylene glycol) PSA : purified serum albumin RLS : receptor-ligand-sensor SARS-Cov-2 : severe acute respiratory syndrome coronavirus-2 SDS-PAGE : sodium dodecyl sulfate polyacrylamide gel electrophoresis SIA : surface enhanced ion adsorption TBS : Tris-buffered saline TSE : total serum eye drops This work was supported by the research grant from Tsinghua-Peking Joint Center for Life Sciences (Beijing), and by the Key Research and Development Project of Hainan Province (2018ZD027) and the Science and Technology Program of Hainan (ZDYF2018062).
 
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Peony is a former Steel-type Gym Leader. His powerful and dynamic battle style meant that anyone stuck on pitch maintenance had their work cut out for them. To this day, he is known as "Steel Peony" and has many fans, especially among men. This photo is actually a composite photo, made before Peony came to the Crown Tundra. It was originally a poster Peony stuck in the travel planner he made for his daughter, but she threw it away in short order. Peony liked the way it looked and decided to use it for his League Card. Though this is seldom addressed publicly, Peony is, in fact, Rose's younger brother. Peony was compared to his brilliant older brother since he was born, causing him to gradually rebel and become a delinquent. He eventually ran away from home, only to eventually become a Gym Leader once his talent was recognized. He was even Champion once, but shortly afterward, Rose became League Chairman. This caused Peony to vanish entirely from the League. The Copperajah on Peony's team has been there since it was a Cufant. It was the first Pokémon Peony caught together with his brother. The other Pokémon are all part of a fan club that he started. Peony has also been a major player in the fan art scene. This is because he is very, very handsome.
 
Even among hate-spewing sites on the internet, Kiwi Farms stood out for its viciousness.

The forum’s homepage featured a “kill count” that tallied how many people the site had hounded to suicide. Harassing threads thousands of pages long each would target a single person who is transgender. It also published the screed of the shooter who murdered 51 people at two mosques in Christchurch, New Zealand, in 2019.

The online campaign against the man’s former coworkers included a photograph that he’d sent to several of them. In it, he had cropped out the two women who worked in his office, and superimposed them with his mother, his ex-wife, and his child.

Kiwi Farms — now defunct — also used a now-famous quote from Charles Manson to justify the killings, “Helter Skelter”.

The site’s administrators were also obsessed with the murder of a sex worker called Mia Ayliffe-Chung in 2015.

Ayliffe-Chung was a 29-year-old Australian transgender woman who was killed in the UK while visiting the country on holiday. Her murder came to global prominence after she had sex on webcam with a man she thought was a 16-year-old boy, but who was actually her murder suspect.

The British man, who was born a woman, is accused of murdering Ayliffe-Chung and posting her decapitated head to Facebook.

But it was on Kiwi Farms that the obsession with Mia Ayliffe-Chung was at its peak.

The Kiwi Farms forum had its own tribute to her murder, a photo of her with the caption: “RIP.”

There were also many posts from people who had tracked down information about Ayliffe-Chung and her associates. It was all to help find the people who had killed her.

A Kiwi Farms post on the death of Mia Ayliffe-Chung.

Many of the profiles linked to a site called www.transgendernews.org, where users sought out the identities of the sex workers they had paid for webcam sessions.

Included in the posts were photos of the sex workers in question and the “boy” they’d made love to.

The profiles didn’t just include their personal details. They also detailed their sex work and gave their dates of birth, which was sometimes enough for someone to find them.

Most of the workers were from the UK and the US, but there were a few from Australia and New Zealand. The Kiwi Farms forum and Transgendernews.org users were obsessed with Ayliffe-Chung’s murder.

There were also a few postings about Ayliffe-Chung in Australia, some of which detailed her sex work, and others which seemed to promote violence against transgender women.

There were also pages calling for violence against Ayliffe-Chung’s friends and family.

“I am calling for people to physically harm any man or women that have had sex with this poor soul!” the administrator of a forum thread said in one post.

“We should be doing this to people who kill our women! Especially her ex lovers!” wrote another.

Another said: “There’s no reason to kill men for dating a woman.”

It seems the Kiwi Farms administrator knew the men who they believed Ayliffe-Chung had slept with.

But most of them were in the UK and the US, and the forum’s own statistics showed that only one had posted from Australia, and that was from a man in Queensland.

The moderator of a Kiwi Farms thread about a Facebook post in Australia.

Another Kiwi Farms post about an Australian man.

When a Kiwi Farms administrator said on Facebook that he had found the Queensland man in a gay bar in Sydney, he had just been told that the man had been murdered, a few hours before the post was published.

It’s not known exactly when the Kiwi Farms website went offline, but administrators changed their names on Twitter to prevent being contacted by media outlets.

In November 2017, a man calling himself “DangerousP” said on Twitter that the site’s members had been arrested in the UK for conspiracy to hack phones.

It is unclear what was done with the details of the Kiwi Farms users, but one of the administrators of the site has told The Project it would be illegal to publish their personal information, adding it would be a serious crime.

Kiwi Farms posters.

The moderators of the site had a number of pages for sex workers who had been stalked, harassed, threatened and even raped.

The Kiwi Farms user called “DangerousP” is listed on the site as “Sexworker”.

He describes himself as a sex worker and says he has been raped, threatened and stalked by people from the site. He says he has filed police reports but the case remains open.
 
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My wife sent me to the store to pick up two bags of potato chips that she wanted. I saw that there were 3 different bag of potato chips on the shelf and I decided to pick a few up. When I went to pay for the potato chips, the cashier asked for my drivers license to verify my age. I have been married for 32 years and I have had my license since my 17th birthday.

Then the cashier told me that I had been served but if I would like to pay with cash the cashier will be happy to let me know what I owe. I told her that I was not going to pay with cash because I was going to eat the potato chips. Then the cashier told me that they only have debit cards. I told her that I had just checked my bank account to be sure that I had enough money on hand to pay for the chips and that I was good to go.

She told me to have a good day and wished me a happy Halloween. I am now at home eating my potato chips. I don’t know where to go from here. Do you think that I should call my wife to let her know that I will not be coming home?

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Dear Silly Question, First of all, I wanted to say that you did the right thing when you declined to use your credit card. You’ve been married for 32 years and this is a situation that only a few people will be in. If your wife had a credit card, you would’ve been billed for the potato chips, even if you decided to not pay. But in this day and age, debit cards have completely changed the way we do business. They’re used just about everywhere. If you’re worried about your bank account, you need to let your wife know that you won’t be using the card.

However, before you do that, you need to think about the consequences of losing your wife over $10 in potato chips. Do you want to be stuck in this situation? I doubt it. Next, I was going to tell you what I think your wife would do in this situation, but you already know it.

You’ve been married for 32 years and have a daughter. She may not be as young as when you got married, but she is still just as beautiful and young. If your wife had some fun, just the two of you could still have a great time together. Plus, she’d be the one to give you an ass kicking if you messed up in her presence. You need to tell your wife, right now, that you’re sorry for wasting her time. Tell her that you know it was wrong and that you made a mistake. Most importantly, say you want to make sure that she’s not angry with you.
 
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Keffals laughed evilly and rubbed her hands in glee as she thought about all the innocent children consuming her homemade troonshine. A giggle of evil laughter escaped her lips and she knew the plan was working flawlessly.

"Kneel," she commanded as she grabbed the hand of the child before her and pulled it to her chest.

The mother quickly complied and the evil queen grabbed a handful of troonshine from the bowl and shoved it in her face. With that, she let out a loud, giddy shriek as her eyes began to burn with a bright white glow. She screamed as she struggled to free herself, the flames of burning troonshine threatening to engulf her face.

"POW!" Keffals yelled as she punched the child's hand that she held onto her shirt. "OWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! POTATO MASH FLAME! GET OUT! GET OUT! GET OUT OF HERE! MOUTH! YOOU!" The child's mouth was in flames and it began to struggle as it tried to flee but it was in no position to do so.

It began to convulse as the troonshine burned the flesh of the child's face and Keffals pulled her hand away in order to look at the results of her evil deed. She quickly ran to the nearest mirror and stared at her face in shock and disgust. Her hand was black and red from the child's screams and the blood of the little girl staining her cheeks crimson. She rubbed her hand against her face to make sure the mark of her actions would not scar her forever.

A shiver of horror crawled down her spine and she began to worry that the parents would be home any moment and call her a devil and an evil witch.

"What's wrong, Keff?" She heard her grandmother ask as she entered the living room. She looked at her reflection in the mirror and she saw the same face and it filled her with fear and concern.

"It's nothing, Grannie. I'm fine," she lied and she looked down at the child she had just murdered and she looked at the child in despair as she felt guilty for her actions.

"Oh," her grandmother responded to Keffals' silence. "I see..." Her voice trailed off as she looked at Keffals and then back to the corpse of the young girl.

"Oh, Keff, the girl..." She began to blubber as she was unable to say more. "She was just a little kid..." She began to weep as her voice broke and it was evident that her heart was filled with regret and guilt for the death of the child.

Keffals stood there watching as she wept and she didn't understand why she was crying for such a sad incident that had just occurred. She hated children. They were always trying to get the best of her and so she could not have killed any of them.

Why was she crying?
 
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