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"Anarchy is the basis of today's society.
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Without it, we would be in chaos." - Anarchist
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//~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~\\
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|| PURE ANARCHY!!!!!! /| SATAN |\ BOMBZ HARDCORE!! ||
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|| ___ ___ | | IS LORD | | _______________ ||
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|| |$$$| HOE 1013 |$$$| \`\ !!!!! /'/' |$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$| ||
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|| |$$$| 01/30/00 |$$$| \ `---------' / |$$$|~~~~~~~~~~~ ||
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|| |$$$|__________|$$$| / /\ /\ \ |$$$| LOTSA BOOM ||
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|| |$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$| | '' `` | |$$$|___ 2 FUCK ||
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|| |$$$$/~~~~~~~~\$$$$| \ ` ' / |$$$$$$$| YA SHT ||
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|| |$$$| TRUE |$$$| `\ <o> /' |$$$|~~~ UP!!!! ||
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|| |$$$| TERORISM |$$$| 666 `\ /' 666 |$$$|___________ ||
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|| |$$$| INSIDE!! |$$$| ___/'`---'`\___ |$$$$$$$$$$$$$$$| ||
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\\ ~~~ ~~~ HOGZA DA ENTROPY! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ //
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\\ YEAH BOYEE@#! H/P/A/V/C IN DA MOTHAFUCKIN HAUSZ#@!@$ //
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\\--------------------------------------------------//
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\\ "Break, Smash, Destroy" //
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\\ by The Shadowy Unrelated Night Stalker //
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i didn't like him from the start, what a retard. john hartman,
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the nerd, the dork, the star trek-know-it-all-loser. i had gone over to
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his apartment with a large breasted white-trash blonde, i hated that,
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too. the evening was turning out to be a bust....."hey, check this out."
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the almighty geek had said when he turned on his suped-up-microprocessor-
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-maxed-out-computer as it played the original star trek theme song as his
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star trek windows booted up with the star trek background, and the star
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trek-captain-kirk-mouse-icon stared at me from the inside of the
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screen. he had more star trek games that i knew even existed. i just
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couldn't take it--the sound bytes, the movies, the books, the comics, it
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sickened me, the posters, all of it.....
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"you've gotta see this... but be careful with it, it took a lot of
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time to put that together"--that was the end of it, when he handed me
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the binder filled with ship designs.
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i knew what i had to do.
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when john wasn't paying attention, I unclipped the rings, stood up
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with the binder, and let all the pages fall out, making sure to step on
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them and crunch them when i "attempted" to pick them back up.
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i was never invited back.
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it was about 6:30, or 7:00 a.m. when 7, anna, and I went over to
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"josh the bitch"'s house. we went back around to where his basement
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bedroom was and proceeded to knock on the sliding door and window to his
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room. when he finally came to the door we then asked him, "what are you
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doing up so early?"--"hey, you guys gotta leave, i was sleeping."
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so we pushed passed him and started treating him like the bitch he
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was. i had taken notice of several things in the basement that i
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immediately didn't like. the stuffed ultimate warrior doll for instance,
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i kicked it out of my way. "hey!!! that's my sisters!!!," he bellowed.
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"so?" i replied, 7 started laughing. "hey, josh, ever talked to a
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girl before?" 7 asked him.. "um..yeah, of course." "ever kissed a girl?
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ever had sex?" 7 asked, as he and anna proceeded to make out making josh
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squirm and feeling uncomfortable as his face turned red. i had then
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picked up a balloon type thing and for no reason popped it. "hey!!!
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don't do that!" josh cried. with defeat josh tried desperately to get us
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to leave. i then picked up an old he-man toy and started to twist the
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legs off, by the time josh had gotten to me, they had popped off.
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"alright, that's it, you have to leave."
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the three of us started to move towards the door when josh said
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something like "go on, get out of here, asshole!"--i just turned around,
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stepped towards him, and in a strong, ruthless voice asked, "WHAT DID YOU
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CALL ME?"
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it was so perfect, the look of utter despair and fear that
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came across his face, as he looked down and lost all confidence as he
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replied in a mouse like voice "nothing." then we left, after completely
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destroying every shred of self confidence this 17 year old kid had. it
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was heart warming.
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for no reason what so ever, i wanted to see how sharp my knife
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was. so i ran it along the tire of someone's car outside their house in a
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town not to far away from my own. the tire started to spew air out of it
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through the hole i had made, my friends at the time and i started running
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from the person who was inside the house. they chased us half way across
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the town before we finally lost them. what a rush. i was about 15.
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iowa state fair, '98.
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ever throw ice cubes into a grease frier? i hadn't either, but i
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was told that it made a huge mess of bubbling grease. i had to see for
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myself, so after the guy who my punk friend was friends with gave us free
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soda's at his booth, we threw the ice into their frier. yup, it made a
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huge, bubbling, scalding hot, grease everywhere mess... we just sat back
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and laughed so hard i thought i wound never breathe again. the few
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people behind the booth had no idea of what to do, they ran around
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screaming at each other trying to figure out what was wrong, the whole
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scene lasted for a good 20 minutes, i'd say. ah, what glee.
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[ (c) HOE EZINE! WWW.HOE.NU! A-BEWM-BEWM! #1013 -> BY UNRELATED - 1/30/00 ]
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