>itt fuck up classic lines
I'll start
to be or not be, that is my question.
>>8196691
im a writer
ay, that's the rub of it
>>8196697
I don't get it.
It's all ghostly!
Steamy, steamy, everything is steamy!
Mother died today. I can be sure.
>>8196691
My name is Ishmael.
alas poor yorick, i knew him well
>>8196703
(my apologies)
and he thought, but so what?
Happy families aren't all alike; every happy family is unhappy in its own way.
At the start, God created the Heavens and the Earth.
>>8196691
Abandon your hope if you enter here
My name is Ishmael.
>>8196691
>itt muck up fantastic rhymes
hey what's going on guys, this is my boat and my names Ishmael.
>>8196691
Wardine is crying.
I am sitting in an office, surrounded by beads and hodies.
>>8196745
Lmaooooo. Wardine's mother did this to her back.
The lord is a shepherd so don't be greedy.
- Away, alone; at last! Along the riverrun, past Eve and Adam's, from the shore to the bay, bring us back to Howth Castle and Environs.
I do like God, but I'm not really feeling the humanity thing, Alyosha
Aujourd'hui, maman est vivante.
Briefness is the soul of a man's wit
>>8196945
There's a potential toilet humor joke in there, but I can't quite put my finger on it.
Lolita... the light for my wife, the fire for my joints. My sin, my grin. Lol-eater: the top of my tongue taking a vacation three feet away to tap on a plate, for some reason, with my teets. Lolit. A. She was Lolit, plain Lolit, in the morning, standing eight feet six in one shoe. She was Loooool in slacks. She was Lmao at school. She was Dolores when she was eating a vegetable. But my arms were always tortillas.
>>8196691
The first quarto of Hamlet actually has it "To be, or not to be, I there's the point"
>>8196959
Brevity is the soul of shit LOL
>>8196999
kek'd
>>8196703
It comes from a very short-lived meme where someone posted "I cried. I'm writer" as one of the their reactions to Infinite Jest.
The door had a sign on it that said you couldn't go out through there or something.
>>8196999
Doritos, light of my life, cheese on my fingers. My hunger, my munchies. Do-ree-toes: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Do. Ree. Tos. It was chips, plain chips, during lunch, weighing one-point-eight ounces in one hand. It was Nacho Cheese for snacks. It was Cool Ranch at school. It was Salsa Verde in the shopping line. But in my mouth it was always Doritos.
Thy're in the war. Fuck love.
yes I said yes I will yes.
Just do whatever you want all the time!
-t. Crowley
In jest it was all just an infinite end
It was good sometimes, it was bad sometimes
Sunset found her squatting in the grass, transubstantiating.
So we beat on ceaselessly against the current like boats in time yada yada some shit like that
One morning, when Gregor Samsa woke from troubled dreams, he found himself transformed in his bed into a big ol' bug.
>>8197784
lol
General Major Major Major
Never was there a story of less woe
than that of Romeo and her juliet
it was the best of times, it was the blurst of times.
>>8197825
Major Drum Major Major
Would Jamal by any other name still not have a job?
C da child.
>>8196691
up jump river dump, by the rump i used to pump past adam and ever run through it
>>8196691
A yelling came across the big wide sky. Its happened before just like the other times kinda like a clunky loud metal dick
bubble, bubble, toil and trouble
God is kill
>>8196691
Hindsight is 50/50
>>8198382
'no'
And now I changed my mind because the grass looks like a graves hair which is uncut
>>8198265
Kek
>>8198382
We kill 'im
Inescapable modality of the visual, that at least if nothing more, thinking through my eyeballs.
>>8196999
>But my arms were always tortillas.
I stopped breathing for a second there.
>>8196691
Plumply, strong Black Mulligan showed up on top of the stairs with a Kindle gen 4 and half a roll of toilet paper in his hands.
"Ite, missa est."
>>8196691
AND, YOU BRUTE
The mind is its own place and can make a bad thing seems good or a good thing seem bad
Morality is a scary ghost.
>>8196691
I can't be absolutely sure my mother was still alive today, although at some point yesterday they tell me she was, so she might have been living this morning too, but at the moment of writing these lines she is indeed quite stiff and perhaps she was like this since yesterday or maybe she became a corpse today or, I dunno.
I'm a big man. For you.
One must still have nachos in oneself to be able to give birth to a dancing star
>>8196691
Name's Ozymandias. Have a look at all this shit I have lying around. Just look! Getting a bit jealous, ain't ya? Yeah, that's what I thought.
Bitch.
wtf Brutus? baka senpai.
It was a bad time, it was a good time.
There are no interpretations, only facts.
what ya don't know ya can't talk about
If people were born thrice, second time they're a-cryin', third time they're a-dyin'.
The TV screen was the colour of a grey sky.
I'm selling these baby shoes because my baby died.
>>8196691
Where has the rum gone?
For hjertet er livet easy peasy.
I am a sick man. I am a spiteful man. I am an unattractive man. I have two personalities: nicest person you will ever meet, and twisted fucking psychopath.
>>8196710
he was a funny guy
I'm the spirit who wants eternally the bad and works eternally for the good
>>8198252
>>8196691
It was a dark and stormy day...
>>8199728
lmao
Our Dad, who lives in heaven,
Much respect His name gets...
>>8199405
made a nigga chuckle
*record scratch* *freeze frame* Yep, that's me. Ishmael
*record scratch*
*freeze frame*
Yup, thats me, Socrates, and the other guy? Euthyphro, whos about to arrest me.
Youre probably wondering how I got in this situation.
>>8199814
i think you're confused on who Euthyphro is
*record scratch*
*freeze frame*
That's me, Raskolnikov. That lady on the ground? Alyona. You're not gonna BELIEVE how I got into this situation
>>8199876
kek
*record scratch*
*freeze frame*
yep.
that's me.
you're probably wondering what your Lord and Savior Jesus Christ is doing nailed to a cross and well, I'm dying for your sins.
But that's kind of a long story so let's kick back, rewind, and start it at the beginning. The very beginning.
In the beginning was the Word. It was with God. Also, the Word was God.
>>8198316
lost me halfway through
"I would rather not do that"
>>8199876
>>8199923
best
Most love stories are ghost stories, some are werewolf stories however.
>>8198252
much love for this
>>8197149
underrated
*record scratch*
*freeze frame*
Yup. Thats me, Ishmael. And the guy sleeping next beside me? Thats Queequeg.
>>8200146
>not floating in a coffin
>>8199876
>It ain't me starts playing
He never sleeps. He says he'll never fap.
*record scratch*
*freeze frame*
That's me, Hal. You're probably wondering why I'm in an office surrounded by heads and bodies. Well, you see, it's a complicated story, so I'm gonna take you to the beginning.
>>8200404
A complicated story of never-ending banter.
>>8200411
and banal platitudes
>>8198394
>And now I changed my mind because the grass looks like a graves hair which is uncut
lmao
HATE BIG BROTHER
>>8198421
Here's one I wrote a couple months ago.
Doritos, light of my life, fire of my tongue. My sin, my soul. Do-ri-tos: the tip of the tongue taking a trip of three steps down the palate to tap, at three, on the teeth. Do. Ri. Tos. They were Nacho Cheese, plain Nacho Cheese, in the morning, standing four centimeters in one hand. They were Cool Ranch in stacks. They were Spicy Sweet Chili at school. They were always Frito-Lay DORITOS® Flavored Tortilla Chips on the dotted line. But in my arms they were always Doritos. Did they have a precursor? They did, indeed they did. In point of fact, there might have been no Doritos at all had we not loved, one summer, an initial corn tortilla chip. In a princedom by the sea. Oh when? About as many years before Doritos were developed as Frito-Lay's age was that summer. You can always count on a snack manufacturer for a fancy packaging style. Ladies and gentlemen of the jury, exhibit number one is what the seraphs, the misinformed, simple, noble-winged seraphs, hungered for. Look at this zesty tangle of thorns.
Wardine is crying.
Dorito, we're not in kansas anymore.
>>8200419
>"hysterical realism"
In my deep and more edgy years my father gave me some advice that I’ve been turning 360 degrees over in my mind ever since. “Whenever you feel like roasting any one,” he told me, “just remember that all the little niggers in this world haven’t had the vegetables on your plate that you’ve had.”
It was both good and bad at times
Winston really liked big brother
>>8198793
Stately, fatass Buck Mulligan came waddlin' on the stairs, big ass bowl in his hans wit shavin shit in it. A pussy ass bathrobe or sum shit was fluttrin round by the windo. Fattie picked up the bowl:
-- Blah blah some pig latin gay shit.
Then the fatass lookin down da stairs, yells again:
-- Come up bitch! Come up you pussy ass faggot!
Lardass walked to a railin. Be dancin aroun in a circle like jesus. He spies the nigga Deadlis and throws up some gang signs. Deadlis ty'yad as fuck an looks up at the fatass thinkin why da fuk dis horse-faced bitch be screamin bout jesus 8 in the morn'? It aint even ihop day
He got shot in October, at a time when things were so quiet that the Army report said: there is no sound in France.
>>8198382
Nah nah nah that don't kill him can only make him stronger
>>8196691
aghast the dessert pies are pretty bland
I am a Jew. Haven't a Jew eyeballs?
>>8203947
more
>>8196691
A feeling comes across this guy. It has happened before, but there is nothing to compare it to now.
It is too late. The ejactulation spills its seeds, but its all glitter. There are no tights covering my scars. Snow white everywhere. Above him dick gerders, old as a lion's cream, jagged glass somewhere parked below in his sack, would let the light of day through. But its tight. He's afraid the way his ass will boil - sore - including testicles: the fall of his sphincter passage. But coming down ass bleeding out, without one chink or kike, only great islamic assing me.
It was the best of times, it was the blurst of times
>>8196691
I am seated in an orchard, surrounded by pears and bodies.
Mr. Leopold Bloom liked to eat offfal, like giblet soup or cooked heart with something in it or slices of liver with breadbits or fried eggs from hencods. He was especially fond of grilled lambs' kidneys, which had the slight taste of liquid waste.
>>8196691
maman went to a nice family in the country today, where she can run and play all day if she wants.
For sale: baby shoes, mint condition
Never, never, never, never!
And God said, "Let's have some light."
Maybe maybe maybe I might maybe
It is an ancient Mariner,
And he stoppeth one of three.
"By thy long gray beard and glittering eye,
Now whoever could you be?"
Isn't it not abhorrent to think about how that could have been the case?
A bitch is a bitch, so if I'm poor or rich, I talk in the exact same pitch. - Jason Compson
OF Mans First Disobedience, and the Fruit
Of that Forbidden Tree, whose mortal tast
Brought Death into the World, and all our woe,
With loss of Eden, till one greater Man
Restore us, and regain the blissful Seat
Sing Heav'nly Muse, that on the secret top
Of Oreb, or of Sinai, didst inspire
That Shepherd, who first taught the chosen Seed,
In the Beginning how the Heav'ns and Earth
Rose out of Chaos: Or if Sion Hill
Delight thee more, and Siloa's Brook that flow'd
Fast by the Oracle of God; I thence
Invoke thy aid to my adventrous Song,
That with no middle flight intends to soar
Above th' Aonian Mount, while it attempts
Things unattempted yet in Prose or Rhime.
See Dat boi.
Violence is the first refuge of the competent
>>8196691
>The representation is my world.
...and Gibraltar as a girl where I was a Flower of the mountain fine when I put the rose in my hair like the Andalusian girls used or shall I wear a red fine and how he kissed me under the Moorish wall and I thought well as well him as another and then I asked him with my eyes to ask again fine and then he asked me would I fine to say fine my mountain flower and first I put my arms around him alright and drew him down to me so he could feel my breasts all perfume alright and his heart was going like mad and alright I said alright I will fine.
A screaming jumps across the sky
>>8204787
And so it begins
For sale: rabies shoes! AHHHH NOOO RUN AWAY BUT YOU'RE ALREADY WEARING THEM AND THEY'RE BITTTTING YOUUUUU!
I'm sitting at a desk surrounded by plebs and hotties.
>>8205140
For sale: house shoes, never used.
Must meet at your place, I'm homeless
I am a great crunchy cheesy thing. Triangle shaped, with no nacho cheese, with delicious cool ranch where my plain chip used to be. A hard triangular shape; soft tortilla deep fried into a hard chip. I leave a cheesy trail when I move. Blotches of cheese, dark orange, come and go on my surface, as though cheese is being beamed from within.
Well, we keep going, paddling upstream, but always getting pushed back.
Your mind is its own realm, and by itself can make heaven seem like hell; or hell seem like heaven
There is no plug, no stopper, no blockage that you can set upon the freedom of my anus.
The now and the past
Might both be contained in the future,
And the future present in the past.
If everything is always right now,
Everything is bad.
Counterfactuals are just ideas
That keep being possible
Only speculatively.
The counterfactuals and the facts
Move toward one great goal, which is always right now.
Footsteps resound in remembrance
In the hall we didn't go down
And through the unopened door
To the roseyard. My utterances echo
Just so, in your head.
But as to why
The dust on a cupola filled with rose-stems gets disturbed
I can't quite tell.
>>8205164
Fuck, this is right on the tip of my fucking tongue but I can't get it, where is it from?
>>8205282
I have no mouth and I must scream, senpai
>>8199275
is that pic Snow Crash?
I met a guy from out of town,
He told me there's legs made of rocks
In the desert, and half-buried around
Them were pieces of a sad face, in blocks,
Kind of a snooty, haughty frown,
It was a real intense expression,
You know, for a bunch of rocks,
The sculptor made a good impression;
On the pedestal, he also wrote some:
Call me King Ozzy;
This shit I made is fucking awesome!
But there's nothing else around it,
Those big legs by their lonesome,
Just sand and shit.
"Can I get a light in here?" - god
>>8198385
/thread
>>8196999
Im fucking dying
I used to go to bed early for a while
>>8196710
he was a fellow of the pale king™
>>8205366
Nice
For sale: baby shoes, worn by baby
>>8198994
sûr.
Sur is "on top of"
Sûr is "sure"
Usul, we have wormline which has never been seen by God before!
Now I have became death.
