Who here used to liberate kids and other undesirables by shoving them into 480 three-phase terminals

[Rabrrrrrr]

and inhale the vapors of freedom from the illiterati and grow in joy proportional to the screams and dishonorable pleading for salvation of the weak?

I mean, we've all been there, right?

[KittyWampus]

maybe in the vicinity but then the acid wore off and it was time to get some sleep.

[LeftyFingerPop]

1. ...

:rofl:

[DarkTirade]

2. In the immortal words of Socrates...

"I drank WHAT?!?!?"

[vixengrl]

3. Um, I gotta tell ya, my senior year of college is mostly a blur.

I think I remember something about terminals, but we weren't calling it freedom so much as "burning pork", and mostly we just walked away when the screaming got "too much-like", you know? We generally liberated their ATM cards and cash and spent what we could on booze to get the smell out of our noses, but I think that was just the crowd I was with. You know, the Humanities majors. "B.A." stood for certified "Bad_Ass" back then. I reckon most of the buggers I gave what-for were illiterate compared to myself and mes compains. Not a one of them went down quoting T.S. Eliot, anyways.

[vixengrl]

4. Kick for the sheer joy of thinking about

stuff we all did to undesireables, back in the day.

[XemaSab]

5. I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

n/t

[vixengrl]

6. Well, you get to live then, don't you?

So you needn't measure out your life in coffee spoons, unless you absolutely must. Peaches optional.

[mikeytherat]

8. Too sentimental

mikey_the_rat

[amitten]

7. Well, only last Wendesday. n/t

[Parche]

9. ONly when light poles crushed them falling down

:woohoo: :hi:

Fuk the dwarfs

[leeroysphitz]

10. Get out of MY HEAD. Yaaaarggghhh etc...

[Rabrrrrrr]

11. Bene Geserit witch, look into the place you dare to go, and you will see me there!

[SidneyCarton]

12. Only when the street value of the souls of small children exceeded my budget.