Originally Posted By COUNT_BANDIT
well they didnt beat the crap out of him, just strip him and steal him and laugh at him..

if you put some goa trance over it looks like Eclipse festival to me

Originally Posted By AWIANE
yo thierry, on trade!

Originally Posted By DRNYARLATHOTEP
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As we got closer to the jungle room, I started rushing really, really hard. Holy shit…Eric wasn’t joking – this stuff was strong. My heart raced like mad as my body tingled all over & I began to feel tremendously pukey. I hoped to God that I wasn’t gonna hurl right here, right now, in the middle of a fucking crowd. And if so, Barney would be the 1st to get it. I swallowed desperately as I struggled to keep my upchuck down. A pair of Jedi warriors engaged in mock combat brandished their swords ahead of me. I was seriously tripping out on their light sabres as they wiggled before my eyes. An ecstatic fever swept over me as I broke out in a sweat. Penetrating basslines from that monstrosity of a sound system were beating in sync with my heart. Doof doof doof doof…. My entire being pulsated in time to the music. Even my gums were vibrating. Suddenly I became distinctly aware of this amazing, uptempo house track with a bouncy groove & wobbly sub-low resonating through the atmosphere, tripping me out even further as I heard this vocal loop cresting above acid horns like a happy surfer :

”When you feel that rhythm, moving thru your system… feel that rhythm, moving thru your system…”
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As we approached the jungle-themed room, the uplifting properties of the narcotics I had partaken in started coursing through my veins. Egads! Eric had not boasted of this narcotic's potency in jest! Nausea overtook me as my heart rate accelerated in a dangerous and rapid manner. I let out a small prayer to the one true Lord, wishing not to purge myself amidst this fornicating gathering; all the while reminding myself to avange my current health situation on Barney, wouldst the situation worsen as the night progresses.

Desperately holding in the contents of this midday's fabulous roast, I witnessed a pair of buffoons, dressed as monks of some strange and make-belief religious order. They produced long and colourful sabers - unnatural palettes painted over wooden sticks - and proceeded in recreating battles of long ago, when knights jousted to defend the honour of wanton princesses. Watching these men have at each other with their dull weapons only helped deepen the strange sense of disconnection with reality Eric's medication was triggering all over my person. I broke in a feverish sweat, my heart rate adjusting itself to weapon swings and the tribal percussions that emanated from a strange, dark totem of eldritch aspects.

The mysterious altar of sounds pulsated as it chanted words of dark designs. DOOF, it spoke. DOOF. DOOF. DOOF! My body no longer my own, as if possessed by these mad words of power, started ondulating with the percussions. Curse this narcotic! I could feel my very skull vibrate with each word spoken. DOOF. DOOF!

Suddenly, amidst the words and dark melodies of the eldritch altar, other words inserted themselves. Mere whispers at first, they developped into their own melody, their own chant. The sounds now progressing in strength, supplanting the dark altar, only served to push me further out of counsciousness and into a realm of non-euclidean geometry. The horror!

The words, now an ocean of madness whose comprehension is beyond any mortal man, filled my every orifices, as would an ocean during a hurricane, breaking all the levees of my mind. At last, I could take no more and fell to my knees. I tried speaking over the music, over the new melody, over the beats of the dark altar; my words were but empty whispers, only gaining in power with each repeated endeavour. It was only when I realized that the music had stopped and that the omnipresent chant was not that of the dark altar or the waves of the non-euclidean melody did I realize that the maddening chant being heard came from my own voice. Those were my words! My voice! My own voice! And trembling, holding on to the last grasps of my sanity, I now heard the words, now understood their contents. It said:

"Ia Ia Shub Niggurath! Ph'nglui Mglw'nafh Cthulhu R'lyeh Wgah'nagl Fhtagn!"

And I understood. Curse Eric and Barney, the fools! As I closed my eyes and accepted the doom that humanitywas about to face, I could only feel sorry for them both; surely they had witnessed the same awakening, the same revelations. For you see, that is not dead which can eternal lie; and in strange eons, even death may die!

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Originally Posted By PSYKO-KANDY
Moi je pence plus que les NARC son ceux qui arrete pas de appeler les autre narc pour fair acroire le contraire
What you think about that ???

Originally Posted By SCREWHEAD
Oh god I fucking love that movie. He goes so absolutely fucking batshit insane it sets a new standard that nothing will ever touch.

This, this right here, is why Nicolas Cage is the greatest actor ever.

Originally Posted By PSYKO-KANDY
hey guys, What do you think about a small party with all 8Chapiter of happy 2B hardcore !!!!

Originally Posted By SCREWHEAD
SSDs aren't affected, only spinning platter drives. This is actually perfect for SSDs to proliferate now that regular drives are going to be mad expensive.

If you've got a non-SSD drive to buy, then NOW is the time to do it.. they're only going to go up in price as the scarcity increases.. so that 1tb for $100 might actually be a good deal..

Originally Posted By MAX_X2
ouais, mais t une femme, ÇA COMPTE PAS! =P

Originally Posted By CINDERELLA_SOUL
None of my friends do after hours, and the only ones that do, are not available...

Originally Posted By PSIKOTICAL
hey bande de suckers avez vous penser a me demander si je le Konnaissais pour vrai???ben OUI je le Konnais.pi c pas pcq kon est en 2012 kon peux pas etre un Kandy.ensui9te grandeur et poid ne vont pas ensemble;a ce ke je sache la pilule nous fait pas rapetisser.I still love color and fun and I hate dubtep.pim les photo ont ete prise chez moi c MON TROLL et mes PEINTURES.

Fak for those who speak whitout any proof GO FUCK YOURSELF and for those who tried to help my friend THANK YOU

Originally Posted By DOC8RWHO
I am not a narc and I am willing to prove to you however you want it.

Originally Posted By PSYKO-KANDY
Well you dont even know me so why saying bulshit on me .

Originally Posted By DRGONZO
now come at me!