Dit gebeurt meestal omdat een of meerdere personen het beleid hebben overtreden.
Het kan natuurlijk ook zijn dat er al een actieve discussie over hetzelfde onderwerp was.
Dit soort situaties zijn te voorkomen door op de hoogte te blijven van het beleid.
"You're not your job. You're not how much money you have in the bank. You're not the car you drive. You're not the contents of your wallet. You're not your fucking khakis. You're the all-singing, all-dancing crap of the world."
Advertising has us chasing cars and clothes, working jobs we hate so we can buy shit we don't need. We're the middle children of history, man. No purpose or place. We have no Great War. No Great Depression. Our Great War's a spiritual war... our Great Depression is our lives. We've all been raised on television to believe that one day we'd all be millionaires, and movie gods, and rock stars. But we won't. And we're slowly learning that fact. And we're very, very pissed off.
Uitspraak van Kapitein Zuipschuit op dinsdag 21 februari 2006 om 13:10:We had two bags of grass, seventy-five pellets of mescaline, five sheets of high-powered blotter acid, a saltshaker half-full of cocaine, and a whole multi colored collection of uppers, downers, laughers, screamers... Also, a quart of tequila, a quart of rum, a case of beer, a pint of raw ether, and two dozen amyls. Not that we needed all that for the trip, but once you get into a serious drug collection, the tendency is to push it as far as you can. The only thing that really worried me was the ether.
Uitspraak van Blijs Blaas op dinsdag 21 februari 2006 om 09:59:Show me the moneyyyy!
Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
So feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
We will flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti
Shepherds we shall be
For thee, my Lord, for thee.
Power hath descended forth from Thy hand
So feet may swiftly carry out Thy commands.
We will flow a river forth to Thee
And teeming with souls shall it ever be.
In Nomeni Patri Et Fili Spiritus Sancti
Allemaal maar ff je best doen
Uitspraak van verwijderd op woensdag 22 februari 2006 om 11:16:I am the ClitCommander
Uitspraak van verwijderd op woensdag 22 februari 2006 om 11:31:Moisture is the essence of wetness. Wetness is the essence of beauty <----- ??? Wat denk je ervan?
Uitspraak van verwijderd op woensdag 22 februari 2006 om 11:36:Een of andere L'Oreal reclame?
Uitspraak van MindFucker op woensdag 22 februari 2006 om 11:41:Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: Where in the hell are you from anyway, private?
Cowboy: Sir! Texas, Sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: Holy dog shit! Texas? Only steers and queers come from Texas, Private Cowboy. And you don't look much like a steer to me so that kinda narrows it down. Do you suck dicks?
Cowboy: Sir! No Sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: Are you a peter puffer?
Cowboy: Sir! No Sir!
Gny. Sgt. Hartman, Drill Instructor: I'll bet you're the kinda guy that would fuck a person in the ass and not even have the goddamn common courtesy to give him a reach-around. I'll be watching you !
