Are we currently witnessing the complete and total decay of society?

[Slayer 0]

Must... buy... Kotzenjunge...

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

My hometown of Sharpsburg was never anything stellar, and I doubt it has gotten much better since I moved away in the mid-80s. The one township I lived in from '88-'96 has gone downhill. From what I hear, there are a few crackhouses springing out (wait, this is white-man's land; they're meth labs).

 

I've been living at the same residence for about two years. It's a nice, quiet area, although one family had to move because the bank foreclosed on their house (from what I heard, they got themselves into needless debt due to bad investments/gambling/etc. -- fuck 'em, if that's the case), and the hosue across from me is vacant, but the person who owns it doesn't live there and doesn't want to sell.

[The Niggardly King 0]

....

[Vampiro69 0]

I had no idea John Rocker was a member of the Smart Marks!

 

[The Czech Republic 0]

Faulty comparison for many reasons, but whatever, that's probably the pinnacle of your wit, so here's an e-pat on the shoulder.

[The Niggardly King 0]

All I can hear is my father yelling at the TV "Wetback... shoot him.... shoot him!"

[Masked Man of Mystery 0]

I dunno how old you are, but I personally didn't notice a lot of things about my area until just recently, and I do think things have slipped, but eh, it's life

[EricMM 0]

He's probably still pissy about not being able to nail that theater chick, despite wanting to.

 

Are we not witnessing the total and complete decay of society?

 

COME ON! [/Gob]

[Stephen Joseph 0]

I'm thrilled about the social decay.

 

It means that those of us who got to or are going through it have it that much easier of a time getting edit: errm respectable women.

 

=)

[The Czech Republic 0]

Alf reached for a handful of potato chips and swiped them through the bowl of

chip dip and crammed the gooey mess into his mouth. His other hand continued

to stroke Herbert, pumping him up and down. Alf could feel the cum building in

his balls as he gazed rapturously at Vanna White, turning the letters on the

Wheel of Fortune.

 

"God, Vanna!", he cried, "you're the most beautiful woman on this entire

miserable planet!" Alf's fist tightened on Herbert and he jerked him more

vigorously. Suddenly, Alf bucked and a jet of jism burst from Herbert's eye

and splashed across the TV screen, right on Vanna's gleaming smile.

"Bullseye!" Alf's rigid dick continued to spurt hot Melmakian cream, across

the TV Guide, on the rug, on Vanna's silk covered breasts, onto the table,

into the chip dip.

 

Finally, his heart stopped racing, his palms stopped sweating, and his dick

stopped pumping.

 

"Oh oh," he said, "I'd better get this cleaned up before Lynne gets home. It's

a good thing Kate and Willie took Brian away for the weekend. Kate'd have a

fit if she saw this mess! But then, it would serve her right for making me eat

that asparagus last night! Ha Ha!!"

 

Alf got several wet cloths and a bucket and washed up the TV screen and the

carpet and the table. He threw the TV Guide in the garbage and then went out

to the garage to throw away the cloths.

 

Just after Alf left the room, Lynne Tanner returned home from classes. "Alf?

Alf, where are you?" she called out as she put her school books down. "Alf,

what are we doing for dinner? Alf, are you hiding?" Hungry, she spied the

chips and dip sitting on the table. She scooped up a bit of dip on a chip and

plopped it into her mouth.

 

"Hmmmmm. That's a different flavour! I like this!," she said. She called out,

"Alf, I'm going to my room to change!" and grabbed the bowl of chip dip. As

she headed for her room, she scooped out great gobs of dip on her fingers and

swallowed the creamy sauce, licking her fingers.

 

By the time she reached her room, she had finished all of the strange

flavoured dip and was licking the sides of the bowl, as far as her tongue

would reach. "Damn, it's all gone. I'll have to find out what kind Mom bought

and get some more!".

 

She laughed giddily and began to remove her clothes. She kicked her shoes into

the corner and pulled off her skirt. As she pulled her sweater above her head,

her hand brushed her nipple and she shivered. Ooooh, that was good. She

unsnapped her bra and stood in front of the mirror. She felt hot, and chilled

at the same time. Slowly her fingers traced the edges of her small nipples;

they quickly stood on end, rigid as pencil erasers. She tweaked them, caressed

them, rubbed them, pinched them. Oh god, she was getting hot. Her hand stole

down past her panties to the lips of her cunnie. She was dripping wet already.

Her fingers parted her pussy lips and touched her erect clit. She cried out in

joy.

 

In the mirror she caught sight of her poster of Pee Wee Herman. Oh god, was he

handsome, she thought! She pulled her panties off and lay back on the bed.

With one hand she stroked her erect nipples while she plunged two fingers of

the other hand in and out of her sopping cunnie. She stared longingly at Pee

Wee. God, what she wouldn't do to have him fucking her right now! This was so

strange, she would never have thought of thinking of him in that way before.

Pee Wee Herman?!? But now...

 

She had only fucked one guy before and had been afraid of getting pregnant for

the next month. And she had only masturbated a couple of times before - and it

had never been this intense!

 

Her hips bucked up off of the bed as her orgasm struck. She pinched her nipple

tightly as she added a third finger into her pussy. She panted furiously,

continuing to pump her digits in and out of her tight twat, desperately trying

to maintain the sheering pleasure.

 

"Lynne? Lynne, was that you? Have you seen the chip dip, Lynne?" Alf came

around the corner and stopped dead as he watched the young teenager in the

throws of orgasm. Beside the bed, lay the overturned chip dip bowl. "Oh no,

Lynne! You didn't eat all that chip dip did you?!?"

 

"Alf! Oh god Alf. You shouldn't see me like this. But, I can't... I can't

stop. This feels so good!"

 

"You ate the chip dip, didn't you Lynne?"

 

"Yes...<pant>.. I ate the dip. Oh yes," she sobbed as she peaked from another

orgasm. "So, so what?"

 

"And now you're in the midst of a sexual frenzy, aren't you!"

 

"For fuck's sake, stop being so analytical. That's right! So... so what!"

 

"Well, Lynne, that dip contained some of my, how shall we say it delicately,

my Melmakian seed..."

 

"You jerked off in the chip dip?!?"

 

"Not exactly. But the thing is, Lynne honey, that stuff is highly addictive to

human females!"

 

"Addictive?!? What do you mean?"

 

"Well, I'll show you." Alf crawled up on the bed and knelt beside Lynne's

head. He spread his legs so that Lynne could see his small penis. "Lynne, meet

Herbert. Herbert meet Lynne" Alf's penis bobbed up and down.

 

"You give your cock a name?"

 

"Everyone on Melmak gives there little dickie a name. After all, they seem to

have a mind of their own! But get a bit closer."

 

Lynne moved just an inch closer, and then the odor from Herbert struck her

full force. Suddenly, she was frenzied, all she wanted in the world was

Herbert.

[The Czech Republic 0]

Now we're witnessing the complete and total decay of society.

[Golgo 13 0]

I had the same Alvin and the Chipmunks album as kkk.

[kkktookmybabyaway 0]

Well it's been 20+ years now and you still haven't returned it back it to me.

[MrRant 0]

I live in Bristol, CT now...

 

Home of nothing but old people and the biggest Ghost Town I've EVER seen.

 

Bristol was actually a very nice city, untill they decided to level all the factories and eliminate most of the jobs in the 80's when they built a Shopping Mall that was never able to do any significant buisiness.

 

Well, there is ESPN and...

[Jericholic82 0]

Alf reached for a handful of potato chips and swiped them through the bowl of

chip dip and crammed the gooey mess into his mouth. His other hand continued

to stroke Herbert, pumping him up and down. Alf could feel the cum building in

his balls as he gazed rapturously at Vanna White, turning the letters on the

Wheel of Fortune.

 

"God, Vanna!", he cried, "you're the most beautiful woman on this entire

miserable planet!" Alf's fist tightened on Herbert and he jerked him more

vigorously. Suddenly, Alf bucked and a jet of jism burst from Herbert's eye

and splashed across the TV screen, right on Vanna's gleaming smile.

"Bullseye!" Alf's rigid dick continued to spurt hot Melmakian cream, across

the TV Guide, on the rug, on Vanna's silk covered breasts, onto the table,

into the chip dip.

 

Finally, his heart stopped racing, his palms stopped sweating, and his dick

stopped pumping.

 

"Oh oh," he said, "I'd better get this cleaned up before Lynne gets home. It's

a good thing Kate and Willie took Brian away for the weekend. Kate'd have a

fit if she saw this mess! But then, it would serve her right for making me eat

that asparagus last night! Ha Ha!!"

 

Alf got several wet cloths and a bucket and washed up the TV screen and the

carpet and the table. He threw the TV Guide in the garbage and then went out

to the garage to throw away the cloths.

 

Just after Alf left the room, Lynne Tanner returned home from classes. "Alf?

Alf, where are you?" she called out as she put her school books down. "Alf,

what are we doing for dinner? Alf, are you hiding?" Hungry, she spied the

chips and dip sitting on the table. She scooped up a bit of dip on a chip and

plopped it into her mouth.

 

"Hmmmmm. That's a different flavour! I like this!," she said. She called out,

"Alf, I'm going to my room to change!" and grabbed the bowl of chip dip. As

she headed for her room, she scooped out great gobs of dip on her fingers and

swallowed the creamy sauce, licking her fingers.

 

By the time she reached her room, she had finished all of the strange

flavoured dip and was licking the sides of the bowl, as far as her tongue

would reach. "Damn, it's all gone. I'll have to find out what kind Mom bought

and get some more!".

 

She laughed giddily and began to remove her clothes. She kicked her shoes into

the corner and pulled off her skirt. As she pulled her sweater above her head,

her hand brushed her nipple and she shivered. Ooooh, that was good. She

unsnapped her bra and stood in front of the mirror. She felt hot, and chilled

at the same time. Slowly her fingers traced the edges of her small nipples;

they quickly stood on end, rigid as pencil erasers. She tweaked them, caressed

them, rubbed them, pinched them. Oh god, she was getting hot. Her hand stole

down past her panties to the lips of her cunnie. She was dripping wet already.

Her fingers parted her pussy lips and touched her erect clit. She cried out in

joy.

 

In the mirror she caught sight of her poster of Pee Wee Herman. Oh god, was he

handsome, she thought! She pulled her panties off and lay back on the bed.

With one hand she stroked her erect nipples while she plunged two fingers of

the other hand in and out of her sopping cunnie. She stared longingly at Pee

Wee. God, what she wouldn't do to have him fucking her right now! This was so

strange, she would never have thought of thinking of him in that way before.

Pee Wee Herman?!? But now...

 

She had only fucked one guy before and had been afraid of getting pregnant for

the next month. And she had only masturbated a couple of times before - and it

had never been this intense!

 

Her hips bucked up off of the bed as her orgasm struck. She pinched her nipple

tightly as she added a third finger into her pussy. She panted furiously,

continuing to pump her digits in and out of her tight twat, desperately trying

to maintain the sheering pleasure.

 

"Lynne? Lynne, was that you? Have you seen the chip dip, Lynne?" Alf came

around the corner and stopped dead as he watched the young teenager in the

throws of orgasm. Beside the bed, lay the overturned chip dip bowl. "Oh no,

Lynne! You didn't eat all that chip dip did you?!?"

 

"Alf! Oh god Alf. You shouldn't see me like this. But, I can't... I can't

stop. This feels so good!"

 

"You ate the chip dip, didn't you Lynne?"

 

"Yes...<pant>.. I ate the dip. Oh yes," she sobbed as she peaked from another

orgasm. "So, so what?"

 

"And now you're in the midst of a sexual frenzy, aren't you!"

 

"For fuck's sake, stop being so analytical. That's right! So... so what!"

 

"Well, Lynne, that dip contained some of my, how shall we say it delicately,

my Melmakian seed..."

 

"You jerked off in the chip dip?!?"

 

"Not exactly. But the thing is, Lynne honey, that stuff is highly addictive to

human females!"

 

"Addictive?!? What do you mean?"

 

"Well, I'll show you." Alf crawled up on the bed and knelt beside Lynne's

head. He spread his legs so that Lynne could see his small penis. "Lynne, meet

Herbert. Herbert meet Lynne" Alf's penis bobbed up and down.

 

"You give your cock a name?"

 

"Everyone on Melmak gives there little dickie a name. After all, they seem to

have a mind of their own! But get a bit closer."

 

Lynne moved just an inch closer, and then the odor from Herbert struck her

full force. Suddenly, she was frenzied, all she wanted in the world was

Herbert.

what in the blue hell?

[BruiserKC 0]

Every generation has this clash with the previous one...it's the way of the world. My parents were told by their parents that rock n' roll was the music of the devil and would lead to all sorts of debauchery. My parents told me that heavy metal music would turn me into a Satan-worshipping freak. I'm sure when my kids get of that age I'll be telling them how the music fad of the day is going to warp their little minds and lead them to live under a bridge and eat beans.

 

What's really decaying society is the lack of personal responsibility. You have parents who don't want to teach their children this, so they expect the teachers at school to do this for them. That is, until the teacher actually tries to do it and then the parents want to sue the school. Welfare mothers can pop out kids whenever the hell they want...I thought they were trying to end welfare. Shit...the people that are running this country right now are supposedly about less government? The government has grown in the last 25 years at a pace unheard of, partly because people are so fucking lazy they want the government to do everything for them.

[Your Paragon of Virtue 0]

I see parents that need their children to speak English for them because they're not capable of doing so themself.

 

Is this truely what we have come to as a society? Will we come to a point where one day Americas urban cities have no majority race, no definitive language, and no definitive culture?

 

Some people who just enter into a country may take time to learn the language, and if their kids are helping them learn I see nothing wrong with that.

 

I see what you're saying about there being no majority race to take care of things though. We already have one guy that tells us of these same ills, maybe you can join him.

[KGB 0]

People are just stupid.

[Big Ol' Smitty 0]

People are getting dumber, though.

 

When was this magical era when most people were really smart?

[The Czech Republic 0]

Yeah, with exceptions here and there, nothing really changes. Dumb parents usually have dumb kids, smart parents generally have smart kids.

[Jingus 0]

If society sucks so much now, then when would you rather have been born? If you were anything other than a rich white dude, just being alive pretty much sucked hardcore until the past few decades. Our crime rate is lower and our education standards are higher now than any time in recent history. Yeah, the whole War On Terror is a downer, but it's a helluva lot better than worrying that the Soviets were gonna nuke the earth back to the stone age or that Nixon was gonna draft you into going to Vietnam.

 

People don't take as much personal responsibilty now, that's true. But that's mostly because they don't have to. Modern medicine, social services like welfare, the ability to sue the shit out of anyone who wrongs you, all this stuff makes it so that people can make stupid decisions and not die from them. Modern technology and society has essentially subverted Darwinism in a major way.

 

That does have some sucky side effects, but it does certainly help out the unfortunate people who really need that kind of shit. A hundred years ago, if a 12-year-old girl was raped and got pregnant, if she was lucky enough to survive the ensuing childbirth then her life was basically over. If a child was born with a serious deformity, they didn't have a lot to look forward to for the rest of their life. If a black person pissed off whitey, he'd better be able to run really fast and hope they didn't have guns or else his life was forfeit. Nowadays we have safeguards to help with those types of situations.

 

 

 

...and what the hell do the Beatles have to do with anything? I can probably count the number of their songs I know on one hand. But I've still got an IQ of 150 and love to piss off people by randomly quoting Shakespeare in a pompous manner. Knowledge doesn't equal intelligence.

[The Niggardly King 0]

I couldn't make it in any other era, since I'm Black/White.

[Slayer 0]

self-loathe

[The Czech Republic 0]

Yeah, the whole War On Terror is a downer, but it's a helluva lot better than worrying that the Soviets were gonna nuke the earth back to the stone age or that Nixon was gonna draft you into going to Vietnam.

 

1. I'd argue that this is worse. The Soviets, being godless bastards, weren't ready to sacrifice their corporeal forms for a virgin-laden afterlife. They had some sense of self-preservation after all, because we're all still here. I mean, at least the Americans and Soviets, through it all, were actually on speaking terms. I think religious zealots are a lot more frightening than socialist bureaucrats.

 

2. Leave Nixon out of this. He was scaling back the war. LBJ was the one nobody liked.

[The Niggardly King 0]

I thought LBJ did a lot of things for the Civil Rights movement?

[The Niggardly King 0]

I thought LBJ did a lot of things for the Civil Rights movement?

[The Czech Republic 0]

Well, yeah, but he also did a lot for killing boys who weren't clever or connected enough to get deferments. If Johnson called it quits after serving out JFK's term, he'd be one of the greats. He served another four years and stunk up the joint with Vietnam stuff that he didn't even want to deal with in the first place, but had to. It was basically Kennedy and Johnson's war. Why do people repeatedly attribute it to Nixon?

[UZI Suicide 0]

I live in Los Angeles, and the other day while stopped at a red light, this guy pulls up next to me, rolls down his window and goes, "IT LOOKS LIKE FUCKIN' MEXICO OUT HERE MAN!"

 

So, yeah.

[The Czech Republic 0]

I was at the grocery store one day, picking up some orange juice, and some scruffy flannel-clad fellow comes up to me and goes "hey, whatever you do, make sure you don't buy the unsweetened orange juice, I drank some of it and I was sick for days!"

"...excuse me, what?"

"The unsweetened kind. It tastes awful. Make sure you get sweetened."

"Okay?"

(points) "Yeah, that's the unsweetened orange juice I got."

 

He was talking about concentrate. Ostensibly, he drank it straight. I've never heard it referred to as "unsweetened."

[Big Ol' Smitty 0]

I was at the grocery store one day, picking up some orange juice, and some scruffy flannel-clad fellow comes up to me and goes "hey, whatever you do, make sure you don't buy the unsweetened orange juice, I drank some of it and I was sick for days!"

"...excuse me, what?"

"The unsweetened kind. It tastes awful. Make sure you get sweetened."

"Okay?"

(points) "Yeah, that's the unsweetened orange juice I got."

 

He was talking about concentrate. Ostensibly, he drank it straight. I've never heard it referred to as "unsweetened."

 

You mean like the little frozen cans?