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diablo 2

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>>15029066
Kek

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Across the world, all people are retarded if they are not ethno nationalist, traditionalists (Theocracy/Monarchy/Fascist etc). That's less than 1% of the world. Every one else can fuck off and die.

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I started writing a novel. Ive never written anything before besides daily journal entries but I have a strong desire to now. What am I in for bros?

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Tell me how Fanon's african nationalism is any different from white nationalism without using "they were historically oppressed!".

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I sit around in smug superiority when I am waiting knowing that I look better than the idiots with the bent down necks looking at their phones.

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>>14295441
The lone janitor sat at his desk, surrounded by old dishes, candy wrappers, discarded soda cans and hot pockets, a treat he relished the most. Entrance into his bedroom was undesirable to say the least. His habitat was dung infested hellhole, with living conditions that not even the bravest men would venture into. All the windows were boarded up to prevent sunlight from coming in, the ceiling fan was broken due to gross negligence, mold appeared on the walls, as if the room had somehow been flooded, dirty clothing ran aloof, making navigation a task, the bed unkempt, with a sizeable hole in the center and an odor which fused various disgusting scents together. The room, if it could be called that, was not fit for human habitation. It reeked not only of foulness but unachievement as well. No trophies, no pictures of friends, not even something as simple as memory. And then there was him, the so called "moderator", the Fat Fuck of the Land. To describe him is to illustrate a beast. He weighed the size of a small elephant, due to his diet of fast food products, mostly acquired vis a vis his government check. His diet also contributed to facial acne, though it wasn't the only cause. Showering was haram to him, a habit he discarded upon becoming a janitor. After all he never interacted with others in person, not since leaving college with a meaningless degree. His hair touched his shoulders, with a scalp more greasy than the food he ate. He also didn't wear shirts, instead opting solely for underwear, smeared with dung, piss and jizz. And then you had his sagging man tits. When he masturbated, he often grabbed his own breast, envisioning it as a mature female, typically his own mother, a symptom of his Freudian perversions. This was why his family estranged themselves from his presence. And then you had his inflated ego. He awoke at one in the afternoon, to check the only place he had power: 4channel. He quickly self fornicated and scurried to his computer like a rat. He descended slowly into his chair as a king sits upon his throne, making sure not to put too much weight on the chair. It had a weak frame, and could also tip backwards. He turned on the monitor, ready to govern /lit/, despite not reading himself, save pornographic hentai novels. He saw a thread he disliked, and as he moved the mouse cursor to delete the post, he muttered to himself, "Another day, another dollar".

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homosexuality is bad because it's gay
/thread

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A kind anon or two in the book giveaway thread last week (https://warosu.org/lit/thread/S14017363) have gifted me Heidegger's Introduction to Metaphysics and Buddhism as Philosophy. So, I decided to pay it forward by gifting a couple of lucky anons a random book from their Amazon wish list.

>Rules
1. You must post the link to your Amazon wish list in the post
2. I will only purchase a book that's $20 or less of my choice.
3. Posts ending in dubs, trips, quads, etc are "winners", but if you do not include a working wish list link, or have no books $20 or below, I will move onto the next post ending in digits.

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>>13819654
Of course.

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>Decide to read The Count of Monte Cristo
>Walk to my nearest Waterstones
>Weave through the thronging crowd of plebeians purchasing YA novels and romance literature aimed at women over 45
>Find my book, an art hoe lingers nearby; staring at the tasteful thickness of my volume
>Pretend to browse as she stands by waiting for me to strike up conversation
>Just as she gives up hope and begins to turn I barge past her causing her to stumble into a pile of books
>"The weak should fear the strong" I coldly state
>Slam my copy of the greatest book ever written on the counter
>The cashier woman makes an exaggerated effort to lift it and says "cor blimey"
>I glare back at her, mocking her pathetic attempt at breaking the ice
>"Would you like a bag dear?"
>NO!
>"H-Here you go dear"
>THANK YOU!
>On my way out of the shop I kick a small child and headbutt his mother

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>Decide to read The Count of Monte Cristo
>Walk to my nearest Waterstones
>Weave through the thronging crowd of plebeians purchasing YA novels and romance literature aimed at women over 45
>Find my book, an art hoe lingers nearby; staring at the tasteful thickness of my volume
>Pretend to browse as she stands by waiting for me to strike up conversation
>Just as she gives up hope and begins to turn I barge past her causing her to stumble into a pile of books
>"The weak should fear the strong" I coldly state
>Slam my copy of the greatest book ever written on the counter
>The cashier woman makes an exaggerated effort to lift it and says "cor blimey"
>I glare back at her, mocking her pathetic attempt at breaking the ice
>"Would you like a bag dear?"
>NO!
>"H-Here you go dear"
>THANK YOU!
>On my way out of the shop I kick a small child and headbutt his mother

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>>13656833
I'd like to sign up for the open mic.



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