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the day youtube got fucked by 4chan
on 7/4/10 youtube got hacked by /b/ and some other fags, sayin that justin bieber died in an accident by postin comments with some script shit in it.
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the distance between the "A" key and the "caps lock" key on a keyboard.
"That's the distance you'd have to move your pinky in order to not sound like an idiot."
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A very popular video game that is unfortunately overrated by fanboys and fangirls alike. They obsess over the game like it's a gift from heaven or something when they don't realize that it is infact, just a game like Mario or Zelda and nothing to get excited about. They think Sephiroth is god and have delusions that he is in fact real and will come to fuck them in the ass.
Stupid fangirl: Oh Sephiroth I want your big cock in my mouth.
Intelligent individual: Sephiroth has no cock. People who wield long ass swords have no cock.
Stupid fanboy: OmG THy R lYk RemAKiNg FInAl FaNTasY 7!!!!!
Me: Nobody gives a shit.
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10 hours per day, 7 days a week.
Useful for an invisible job - like writing or e-selling from home.
Most people get annoyed when I tell them I may be a writer and working from home but I work damn hard - like 10/7.
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An easier version on 7 Keys mode on IIDX.
I play on Light 7 mode on IIDX because I'm a poser whore.
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A literary technique invented by OuLiPo (look it up) in which words in a text are replaced by the 7th similar part of speech (7th adjective, 7th verb and so on) that occurs in a good dictionary.
By extension, the replacement of a word by the 7th later near-rhyme in a dictionary.
Harry Mathews, in replacing the word 'daffodils' by 'imbeciles' using N+7 in a famous Wordsworth poem, produced:
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden imbeciles;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the imbeciles.
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