Wheat. In a World of Chaff.

[SkyNgger]

- a popular blog entry by SkyNgger.

1 ladder up, 2 snakes down. You can't fight rigg, it's already won. Dumbazz game imo.

Like, kinda certain I could yawn the rigg but...why? All conflict-of-interest and that now, in any case. hella over-exposed laying 22/12/12 yall. come good you sun-worshiping heathens. one time.

A characteristic feature of ancient Mayan ritual were the bloodletting sessions held by high officials and members of the royal families, during which the earlobes, tongues, and penises were cut with razor-sharp small knives and stingray spines; the blood fell on paper strips and was burnt.

fml. Tight ritual. I don't like their chances of fluking shit - let alone Shit. Ah goddammit, you ngger emo cutters! Of course they be all like "the world is gonna end and death is upon us waahhh" - nigs be all squaloured in the mire of their depressive cycles after purchasing pox linen with their Prozac. Conquistador'ed their own gook faces.

I kinda just *know* I should go long on 2013. You know how sometimes...you just *know*? I just *know* I should offload my Mayan ballast.

...but I won't.

[SkyNgger]

That was a test.

You failed.

But then again, you are chaff. So you get a Pass. Terminated.

Continue on, you median generics. There is safety - you see - in your numbers.

[SkyNgger]

Hooked on JesusFonix.

[59progolfer]

WTF are you saying BRO!

[risk2Dupside]

Your stream of consciousness is epic. Not sure how conscious you are when you're streaming it, but it's a good read.

[SkyNgger]

It's a fairly unsubtle rant related to Life's Inherent Rigg. It has nothing to do with poker or gambling. I just had to fool the mods [not so hard, just quietly - teehee].

Oh Alanis, you filthy irony-butchering banshee. 10000 spoons when all you need is a knife?

Give me Morrissette and 10000 spoons and I'll get the job done - somehow. If you know what I mean. And I wouldn't have any requirement to claim an 'ironic' lack of appropriate cutlery in mitigation for a failed effort. I might actually conduct my duties in a manner which ensures a leisurely painful and drawn-out ordeal. Something like her music.

Irony? Oh tick, tick that box right there.

[saintpeter]

Phew. i thought i'd taken too many Topomax there for a minute. Don't breed, SkyNgger, what ever you do.

[SkyNgger]

WTF are you saying BRO!

Your stream of consciousness is epic. Not sure how conscious you are when you're streaming it, but it's a good read.

[SkyNgger]

Phew. i thought i'd taken too many Topomax there for a minute. Don't breed, SkyNgger, what ever you do.

I cannot breed with humans. Although I have not tested the monks' stern warnings against an attempt...I do remember "catastrophic consequences" being proffered as some kind of disincentive or something.

In any case, I doubt the human woman can facilitate aircraft of my make and model, not to scale in any case. If you know what I mean.

I have not yet researched the issue on YouJizz.com as I am not a subscriber to redundancy. Or cooties. But this would be my gut assessment of the complexities to which the monks sternly alluded.

[saintpeter]

"catastrophic consequences"
No, SkyNgger, that's if you try and breed with yourself.