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thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:00
Välkomna skall Ni vara. Till den stora vårpicknicken hos Fearium.
Runt duken har vi till att börja med mig; @thetebe sedan har vi, medsols, @potatisodlarn @Ng87 @nilleforthewin @Madebyme @ToniLouisfoto
@carotti & till slut har vi @contemporary
Har vi fler på g in så är det fritt fram att bjuda in dom, men de bör vara medvetna om vad det är som är i görningen. Vi kan alla förvänta oss en ganska krånglig tråd, med mycket roliga random facts, som kommer löpa okänd tid i afton.
Vi kan väl köra ett snabbt varv med att presentera oss själva och hur man snubblade in på fotograferande och hur och om man över huvudtaget känner Fearium.
Klockan är nu 18.00 enligt atomur*, och nu kör vi. Välkomna!
( * http://www.worldtimeserver.com/current_time_in_SE.aspx )
Runt duken har vi till att börja med mig; @thetebe sedan har vi, medsols, @potatisodlarn @Ng87 @nilleforthewin @Madebyme @ToniLouisfoto
@carotti & till slut har vi @contemporary
Har vi fler på g in så är det fritt fram att bjuda in dom, men de bör vara medvetna om vad det är som är i görningen. Vi kan alla förvänta oss en ganska krånglig tråd, med mycket roliga random facts, som kommer löpa okänd tid i afton.
Vi kan väl köra ett snabbt varv med att presentera oss själva och hur man snubblade in på fotograferande och hur och om man över huvudtaget känner Fearium.
Klockan är nu 18.00 enligt atomur*, och nu kör vi. Välkomna!
( * http://www.worldtimeserver.com/current_time_in_SE.aspx )
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:04
Jag har vart ute och gått i skog och mark med hundarna i 2h så jag är helt slut. Sitter och fyller i starta eget-lappar från AMS så jag kan få starta egetbidrag. Inte kul alls :)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:07
Han sitter nog och gottar sig i solen nu, den jäveln :)
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:07
Om vi skulle ta det här med presentationer i rätt ordning med, innan man springer vidare.
Jag hater Niklas, är 23 år och bor i Växjö. Har fotat sen jag var 15-16 tror jag det kan vara, alltid varit bildintresserad på sätt och vis så det blev lite så jag började.
Hittade Rikard på bdb någon gång förra året och insåg att vi bodde grannar, så det är så jag känner honom.
Jag hater Niklas, är 23 år och bor i Växjö. Har fotat sen jag var 15-16 tror jag det kan vara, alltid varit bildintresserad på sätt och vis så det blev lite så jag började.
Hittade Rikard på bdb någon gång förra året och insåg att vi bodde grannar, så det är så jag känner honom.
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:10
Haha grannar lixom! Kul.
Torbjörn, 28 år (!), Arboga, Västmanland.
Jag var intresserad av kamera i många år, men ville ha digitalt för jag ville kunna ösa bilder utan kostnad. Sen kom kamerorna ner i godtagbart pris och jag har haft min bdb sedan dag 2 med kameran har jag för mig.
Började med en Canon 400D och nu skjuter jag Nikon d300.
Jag skjuter bara manuellt. AutoWB ibland.
Torbjörn, 28 år (!), Arboga, Västmanland.
Jag var intresserad av kamera i många år, men ville ha digitalt för jag ville kunna ösa bilder utan kostnad. Sen kom kamerorna ner i godtagbart pris och jag har haft min bdb sedan dag 2 med kameran har jag för mig.
Började med en Canon 400D och nu skjuter jag Nikon d300.
Jag skjuter bara manuellt. AutoWB ibland.
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:10
Oskar heter jag, fotat sen maj 2008, snart 22 år, bor utanför Borås! :P Jag har inte gillar bilder osv före jag börja fotda, Nu driver jag mitt egna företag Tjofs Media! :)
Hittade rickard samtidigt som han och Sofia börja dejta! :P Jag har träffat Rickard IRL i April 2009, snart ett år sedan, rockard är även skyldig mig 100kr! haha ;D
Hittade rickard samtidigt som han och Sofia börja dejta! :P Jag har träffat Rickard IRL i April 2009, snart ett år sedan, rockard är även skyldig mig 100kr! haha ;D
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:10
Right!
Carro heter jag, bor i Örebro.
Gick bild estet på gymnasiet och det var väl där jag blev fotointresserad på riktigt.
Har dock varit lite slö med fotandet den senaste tiden, men det ska det bli ändring på.
Rikard är min bror så har känt honom hela livet :)
Carro heter jag, bor i Örebro.
Gick bild estet på gymnasiet och det var väl där jag blev fotointresserad på riktigt.
Har dock varit lite slö med fotandet den senaste tiden, men det ska det bli ändring på.
Rikard är min bror så har känt honom hela livet :)
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:11
och jag måste kanske lämna er snart, kanske ska till Ljungby till en tjej....
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:11
Hej allihopa, blev visst lite sen. Plockade upp lite kyckling på vägen hit!
Kan väl hänga på Niklas och presentera mig. Jag heter också Nichlas, jag är 19 år och bor i Västerås. Började fota mars förra året tror jag! Eller det var då jag hade pengar till någonting ATT fota med.
Kan inte påstå att jag känner Rikard, men jag har bevakat Sofia ett tag så man har väl sett lite från honom ändå!
Kan väl hänga på Niklas och presentera mig. Jag heter också Nichlas, jag är 19 år och bor i Västerås. Började fota mars förra året tror jag! Eller det var då jag hade pengar till någonting ATT fota med.
Kan inte påstå att jag känner Rikard, men jag har bevakat Sofia ett tag så man har väl sett lite från honom ändå!
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:13
Jag känner inte R alls, bevakar Sofia bara.
Carrotti: Carro eller Risbergska?
Carrotti: Carro eller Risbergska?
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:13
Vi får se.. hon kan inte bestämma sig om jag ska komma eller inte.. haha.. :P
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:15
Man svarar på någon kommentar och så har konversationen redan bytt håll :D
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:16
en F19 tjej! :) pratat i telefon som fan i veckan.. och jag är ingen mobilpratare.. :P
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:17
Haha det här kommer bli kärvt. En öl? Bra idé Niklas. Har ju en kall SanMiguel i kylen minsann. \o/
Carrotti: Gick ett par år på Ri. Teater. 99-01 :)
Carrotti: Gick ett par år på Ri. Teater. 99-01 :)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:18
Vin är gott. Enligt mig iaf :)
Men öl går ner rätt bra det med.
Men öl går ner rätt bra det med.
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:19
thetebe, Risbergska är en bra skola :)
Inga trappor :D
Inga trappor :D
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:19
Det är vårkänslor.. ;) haha
NG, blir tyvärr en ganska bra omväg isf.. :(
NG, blir tyvärr en ganska bra omväg isf.. :(
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:21
Carrotti: Inga trappor you say? Det är iof sant, är det extra relevant för dig? :)
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:22
En trapplös skola är en bra skola. Har alltid gått på tredje våningen på skolor av någon anledning, och alla jag känner bor alltid 50 trappor upp. Hissar är ju bara lyx
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:22
Vet inte ifall Rikard kommer kolla bdb under resan, i så fall kan vi ju ha öppet forum här i en veckan framöver :D
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:22
Nille: Du lär ju ha buns of steel alltså.
Niklas: Fint! Ska dra i några mer här från min sida.
Niklas: Fint! Ska dra i några mer här från min sida.
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:23
tebe, fika är ju aldrig fel egentligen! är bara ingen höjdare på planer och att faktiskt fullfölja dom :D
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:23
Tyvärr.. måste lämna er :( :(
Tjejer går nog tyvärr före er *snyft* men kommer sakna er.
Tjejer går nog tyvärr före er *snyft* men kommer sakna er.
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:23
Han sa att han förmodligen kommer försöka kika in nån dag :D
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:24
Nille: hahah samma här. Men nu är jag bilägare, så det underlättar lite.
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:24
Alltid i trapporna i skolan lyckas man ju hamna bakom lärare modell gammal. Så lite bra finns det ju allt
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:25
Tebe: Ja det underlättar ju en del! Funderar själv på när man ska skaffa ett sånt där körkort. Kan ju vara smidigt mot sommaren!
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:26
Känns ju dumt att folk ska dra när det ändå finns en tjej här :D
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:31
Carrotti, jag har en fantsiskt erotisk bild jag gjorde i Photoshop på den 4 mars. Måste ju dela med sig av lyckan!
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:31
Man är lite straffad för att komma sent faktiskt. Det lönar sig att hänga med i svängarna :)
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:32
nille: den skall kollas upp!
Odlarn. Tjenixen! Har du med potatissallad? (DÅLIG! Men var tvungen att sägas av någon).
Odlarn. Tjenixen! Har du med potatissallad? (DÅLIG! Men var tvungen att sägas av någon).
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:36
Har också varit ute och fotat lite, men jag såg till att vara tillbaka i tid :D
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:37
Jag skulle skicka in D700'an på service idag, men posten på Ica kunde inte skicka rekommenderade paket som översteg två kilo :(
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:40
Sådär. duschat, jaja, ni kan väl få en redovisning imorgon nu nu så gärna vill ha det, ska gå in på detaljer också..
Carotti, Tack för erbjudandet, men... du bor för långt ifrån, tyvärr :(
Carotti, Tack för erbjudandet, men... du bor för långt ifrån, tyvärr :(
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:48
När Rikard hem från resan kommer och dessa inlägg får se, kommer han att önska att han hade fått vara mé.
TATA
TATA
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:54
Du kanske borde lägga ner fotandet och börja skriva dikter istället!
MadeByMe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:55
Nu ska jag lämna er... :( tyvärr, tråkigt nog att man ska träffa en tjej när något skoj händer.. :( Puss på er alla!
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:56
ge mej kameran först bara så kan du få en penna som betalning :)
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:57
Fan då Martin. Du skjuter Canon, Jag ska ha kameran. ...du kan fortfarande ge honom en penna dock.
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:57
Lycka till med flickan ;)
Nu ska jag gå och pudra näsan (bajsa)
Nu ska jag gå och pudra näsan (bajsa)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 18:59
Pryd som man är så kan man ju inte använda så fula ord heller :) *host*
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:03
Som Ron Burgundy i Anchorman när han säger "Go fuck yourself, San Diego" ungefär :(
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:04
Skulle inte alls se bra ut för mitt rykte.
Om nån behöver gå på toa nu så gör personen det på egen risk. Jag tar inte något som helst ansvar för svimningsfall!
Om nån behöver gå på toa nu så gör personen det på egen risk. Jag tar inte något som helst ansvar för svimningsfall!
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:06
Hah bra inflikning, Martin.
Vi borde bjuda in alla som har en fokus uppe som det står "Fotointresserad?" på
Vi borde bjuda in alla som har en fokus uppe som det står "Fotointresserad?" på
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:08
Jag har en gratis fokus ligger och skräpar. Kanske borde skicka ut den och skriva så :)
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:08
Episkt kul om man hade kunna lägga upp den här bilden i fokus med, ojojoj :D
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:09
jaaa gör så ! :D
btw jag såg att ni hade presenterat er. (tänkte göra de också)
Hej jag heter martin och är 15 (snart 16) år.
köpte min 1000D förra sommarn och har fotat sen dess. är dock inte så duktig ÄN. och får den mesta kritik av @thetebe
btw jag såg att ni hade presenterat er. (tänkte göra de också)
Hej jag heter martin och är 15 (snart 16) år.
köpte min 1000D förra sommarn och har fotat sen dess. är dock inte så duktig ÄN. och får den mesta kritik av @thetebe
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:09
Jag tycker det är rätt rörigt som det är, fast det verkar ha lugnat ner sig en smula :)
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:10
Martin gör skrämmande framsteg i fotandet också.
Man kan ju sätta in andras bilder som fokus? Eller?
Man kan ju sätta in andras bilder som fokus? Eller?
Potatisodlarn
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:10
@WatchMeAim
Orättvist!
Jag vill också ha kritik av honom. Du skulle inte kunna tänka dig att låna ut honom? :D
Orättvist!
Jag vill också ha kritik av honom. Du skulle inte kunna tänka dig att låna ut honom? :D
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:10
Slänger in en ja också då.
Jag heter toni och är 17 snart 18 år, har fotat sen november förra året, så 5 månader.
Och...ja använder inte kalsonger under jeansen <3
Jag heter toni och är 17 snart 18 år, har fotat sen november förra året, så 5 månader.
Och...ja använder inte kalsonger under jeansen <3
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:12
klart du får låna tebe! :D
tips 1: börja snacka med han... (xD)
tips 1: börja snacka med han... (xD)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:12
tror jag måste kika lite mer på allas bilddagböcker... Fast jag är jävligt dålig på att ens kolla på fearium och gulbagge ^^
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:13
Ja börja snacka med han, han är en trevlig jävel :D
Ska nog kika in på dom ja också hah
Ska nog kika in på dom ja också hah
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:14
aah bli vän också eller nåt :)
har så jäkla få vänner :D
har så jäkla få vänner :D
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:21
Andras bilder går väl inte lägga i fokus, dock går det ju tipsa om dem :>
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:23
Ööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööööh drog visst och gjorde annat, har juh ett liev tiiep?? ;o
Nej men, kolla på den här länken:
http://www.aftonbladet.se/kropphalsa/article6863448.ab
Några snubbar i NY som lever som grottmän i princip
Nej men, kolla på den här länken:
http://www.aftonbladet.se/kropphalsa/article6863448.ab
Några snubbar i NY som lever som grottmän i princip
nilleforthewin
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:27
Någon som är på? Ta ett par shorts sen springer vi och slår ner några björnar
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:28
hah jag gillar att världen är så skruvad att när det kommer rebellgrejer så är dom minst lika skruvade :D
Toni: hahaha kalsonginfo ftw!
Toni: hahaha kalsonginfo ftw!
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:51
JAg gör massor med saker samtidigt.
Här är en idé: Tag fram era tre bästa bilder och länka in här :)
Här är en idé: Tag fram era tre bästa bilder och länka in här :)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:55
fy va svårt... kommer förmodligen bli mina gamla HDR-bilder. ska kika lite iaf o se vad jag hittar :D
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 19:57
Galet svårt att välja tre faktiskt. Ska bli kul att se. :)
Du är välkommen in contemporary :)
Du är välkommen in contemporary :)
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:00
Fjänx:> ja det är sjukt svårt att välja plus att jag inte har nåt nytt från den här xD ska se vad vi hittar när vi tittar^^
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:02
Hittade några gamla godingar... Vet inte om det är mina bästa, men några av mina personliga favoriter iaf
http://dayviews.com/carrotti/182894108/
http://dayviews.com/carrotti/177049077/
http://dayviews.com/carrotti/212546729/
http://dayviews.com/carrotti/182894108/
http://dayviews.com/carrotti/177049077/
http://dayviews.com/carrotti/212546729/
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:03
Svårt med tre, men det här är nog den bild jag är mest nöjd över än så länge
http://dayviews.com/ng87/231624719/
http://dayviews.com/ng87/231624719/
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:05
Tjockisbilden måste vara min absoluta favorit iaf... Men antagligen långt ifrån den bästa :)
Potatisodlarn
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:10
Som bildtexten indikerar: "Ganska nöjd"
http://dayviews.com/potatisodlarn/451774529/
http://dayviews.com/potatisodlarn/451774529/
Potatisodlarn
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:11
http://dayviews.com/potatisodlarn/436785841/
Sne, men fortfarande snygg.
Sne, men fortfarande snygg.
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:22
Nej, måste lämna burken nu dessvärre. Får väl se hur länge man kan fortsätta här utan att Rikard loggar in innan :D
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:24
haha äre fortf läge att presentera sig? XD Aja kör ändå ^,^
Hejhallå! Johnny Heter jag, 19 år bor i örebro hos min flickvän och hennes morsa, pluggar på John Bauer-gymnasiet fortfarande eftersom att jag slackade med betygen i 2an o halva 3an, blev fotointresserad i 2an på gymnasiet efter att jag droppat Rörlig bild A för att gå Foto A :>
Hejhallå! Johnny Heter jag, 19 år bor i örebro hos min flickvän och hennes morsa, pluggar på John Bauer-gymnasiet fortfarande eftersom att jag slackade med betygen i 2an o halva 3an, blev fotointresserad i 2an på gymnasiet efter att jag droppat Rörlig bild A för att gå Foto A :>
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:24
En av mina all time fav. http://dayviews.com/thetebe/447346650/
En som jag bara är kär i varje gång jag ser den:
http://dayviews.com/thetebe/446243620/
Ng: haha creds för aratt det var bröderna metal, bilden är kunglig. Ascool fokus.
Carr: Jag gillade bild nr två där. Levande,.
Cont: Den där från bron vet du att jag vråldiggar.
Odlarn. Jag gillar den första där, den har något asbra.
En som jag bara är kär i varje gång jag ser den:
http://dayviews.com/thetebe/446243620/
Ng: haha creds för aratt det var bröderna metal, bilden är kunglig. Ascool fokus.
Carr: Jag gillade bild nr två där. Levande,.
Cont: Den där från bron vet du att jag vråldiggar.
Odlarn. Jag gillar den första där, den har något asbra.
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:27
Thetebe båda dina "bidrag" är klockrena! Men måste säga att Simplicity slår fan det mesta, så ren o rak o färgerna är awesome!
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:28
Det är skönt när man lyckas med minibilderna. Jävligt skönt. Ibland bara sitter dom :)
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:29
Johnny: Den är snuskigt läcker utskriven också. Jag överväger den som större utskrift. Den skulle vara skön på väggen tror jag.
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:34
I agree! Det skulle vara riktigt najs! Do it! Btw är det läge att ställa prylfrågor här ? ^^ Siktar på att köpa nytt objektiv ganska snart :>
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:34
OK, jag skickar fyra. Den här har ni alla sett. Jag är ruskigt nöjd med den bildtekniskt. Och så där.
http://dayviews.com/thetebe/433377042/
Men den här har den där magkänslan som verkligen gör den större för mig (och den tar jag gärna kritik på om ni har)
http://dayviews.com/thetebe/436735950/
http://dayviews.com/thetebe/433377042/
Men den här har den där magkänslan som verkligen gör den större för mig (och den tar jag gärna kritik på om ni har)
http://dayviews.com/thetebe/436735950/
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:37
Ormbilden är ju rentutav sick och backstage är najs men tycker den skulle må bra av lite mer kontrast=)
Jag vill ha nåt vidvinkligt... har bara fast 50 atm... vågar nästan inte köpa en sigma 10-20 om man siktar fullframe senare, känns så onödigt.. maybe sigma 20/1.8..
Jag vill ha nåt vidvinkligt... har bara fast 50 atm... vågar nästan inte köpa en sigma 10-20 om man siktar fullframe senare, känns så onödigt.. maybe sigma 20/1.8..
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:38
Haha drick o var glad Carro!:D Neahs morsa har en hel platta i städskrubben men tror inte hon blir glad om jag snor ^^
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:39
Shit dehär blev krångligt, dom jag gillar mest av era (cont,tebe och potatis) va nog conts gatuspelare, potatis första, tebes macro :D
Gitarrbilden hade sin egna snygghet, gillar den!
vet inte varför kommentaren aldrig kom fram förut men säger de igen, carrottis magbild är min favorit, helt klart :D
Gitarrbilden hade sin egna snygghet, gillar den!
vet inte varför kommentaren aldrig kom fram förut men säger de igen, carrottis magbild är min favorit, helt klart :D
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:40
Jag har ägt sigmat 20/1.8 förr. Sålde för jag bytte från Canon till Nikon. Kan inte ge så mycket heads up om det dock.
Jag har senglat på Tokinas 11-16/2.8 så himla länge, och jag siktar också på en FF så den har vart tveksam, men å andra sidan så är det 3-4ggr priset för en nikkor 12-24/2.8. Så jag undrar om jag inte köper en iaf snart. Kommer ha kvar d300 som extra hus iaf så why the fruit not :)
Carr: Vilken av dom och tack och grattis till fyndet :D. Tänker ta ett pintglas med pepsi jag.
Jag har senglat på Tokinas 11-16/2.8 så himla länge, och jag siktar också på en FF så den har vart tveksam, men å andra sidan så är det 3-4ggr priset för en nikkor 12-24/2.8. Så jag undrar om jag inte köper en iaf snart. Kommer ha kvar d300 som extra hus iaf så why the fruit not :)
Carr: Vilken av dom och tack och grattis till fyndet :D. Tänker ta ett pintglas med pepsi jag.
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:41
Sigmat tog @cuttheshit över btw. han har kanske lite exempel från den om du vill luska.
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:43
Cont, är nog bäst att låta bli :D
Toni, tack :)
tebe, båda bilderna var sjukt bra, emn som contemporary sa så skulle inte lite mer kontrast sitta fel på backstagebilden :)
Toni, tack :)
tebe, båda bilderna var sjukt bra, emn som contemporary sa så skulle inte lite mer kontrast sitta fel på backstagebilden :)
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:44
I POPPED POPCOOOOOOOOORN!:D
Ah.. men du hur länge hade du objektivet och var det vad du hade hoppats på så att säga?^^
Ah.. men du hur länge hade du objektivet och var det vad du hade hoppats på så att säga?^^
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:47
Jag vet inte hur länge jag hade det, jag kom aldrig riktigt loss på det. Jag var hopplöst kär i mitt 150mm macro.
Och jag sköt inte tillräckligt seriöst för att kunna kritisera en optik då, det har jag typ kommit på hur man gör för 2 månader sen eller nått :)
Och jag sköt inte tillräckligt seriöst för att kunna kritisera en optik då, det har jag typ kommit på hur man gör för 2 månader sen eller nått :)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:48
Blir det en till dikt till Rikard för den som tar 200? :D
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:49
Haha lite sent kanske, har sprungit fram och tillbaka som en gölen italienare och städat!
Jag hittade 4 st som jag gillar, tänkta ta bort en men de va svårt.
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/443905544/
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/446172565/
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/446495216/
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/445368956/
Jag hittade 4 st som jag gillar, tänkta ta bort en men de va svårt.
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/443905544/
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/446172565/
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/446495216/
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/445368956/
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:49
o btw jag såg lite bilder som bör vara tagna med 20an... and it looks good ^^ sett lite andra bilder här o var såklart men vore kul att höra av nån som ägt den^^ andra alternativ.. då är ju frågan... jag funderar samtidigt på tamron 17-50 2.8 eller sigma 18-50 2.8... i o med att det är ganska smidigt med en normalzoom, men kvaliteten på primes är ju så... orgasmic!
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:51
Polaren @lamm har tamrons 17-50 och jag har testskjutit lite med det. Det är ganska så bra faktiskt. Men du vill ha en prim i såfall. Så är det bara.
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:55
hehe carro på ett sätt hellre det än bara 50 ;P Everything is så beskärt :E
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:59
Slut på fanatasi här.... hmmm
Cont, men det blir så underbart skärpedjup med fasta 50 men det beror ju fårstås helt på vad man ska fota också :)
Tror jag ska bege mig till mitt döda-djur-ställe imorrn och se om det finns nåt spännande där!
Cont, men det blir så underbart skärpedjup med fasta 50 men det beror ju fårstås helt på vad man ska fota också :)
Tror jag ska bege mig till mitt döda-djur-ställe imorrn och se om det finns nåt spännande där!
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 20:59
Fuck that. 50mm 85mm 105mm och 400mm är mina vapen i arsenalen. Ja som sagt, jag överväger vidare :D
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:01
Skulle gärna ha nåt nytt objektiv, men ekonomin är lite knaper för tillfället.
Har ju Gulbagges gamla kamera nu :D
Har ju Gulbagges gamla kamera nu :D
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:04
Jag dödar inga djur ^^
Men för nåt år sen så hittade jag ett ställe där det är fullt med ben och skallar från alla möjliga djur... mest älg
Fanns dock ett halvt rådjur och en hel räv också, men dom bilderna fick inte vara kvar på bdb då nån/några upplevde dom som stötande....
Kan dock länka från imageshack om nån vill se... fast vissa bilder är rätt vidriga faktsikt. men jag tyckte stället var rätt häftigt :)
Men för nåt år sen så hittade jag ett ställe där det är fullt med ben och skallar från alla möjliga djur... mest älg
Fanns dock ett halvt rådjur och en hel räv också, men dom bilderna fick inte vara kvar på bdb då nån/några upplevde dom som stötande....
Kan dock länka från imageshack om nån vill se... fast vissa bilder är rätt vidriga faktsikt. men jag tyckte stället var rätt häftigt :)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:10
http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/3590/lg2n.jpg
http://img717.imageshack.us/img717/91/17743357.jpg
Mest skallar och ben som dessa två första från älgar...
Men då fanns det också detta:
(känsliga varnas)
http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/2508/rven1.jpg
http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/7817/rven3.jpg
http://img695.imageshack.us/img695/6175/rdjur1.jpg
http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/6551/rdjur2.jpg
http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/7880/rdjur3.jpg
Ska bli spännande att se hur det ser ut nu ett år senare :)
http://img717.imageshack.us/img717/91/17743357.jpg
Mest skallar och ben som dessa två första från älgar...
Men då fanns det också detta:
(känsliga varnas)
http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/2508/rven1.jpg
http://img406.imageshack.us/img406/7817/rven3.jpg
http://img695.imageshack.us/img695/6175/rdjur1.jpg
http://img151.imageshack.us/img151/6551/rdjur2.jpg
http://img94.imageshack.us/img94/7880/rdjur3.jpg
Ska bli spännande att se hur det ser ut nu ett år senare :)
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:14
DA RHYMEZ!
Rikard åker mot himmel blå, stirrar hårt på molnen så "O.O!!!!"
Rikard har sin kamera breve o tar en bild vi sen får se!
In bilden går i photoshop, under tiden Rikard lyssnar på Hiphop (maybe, who knows)
Det här rimmet suger fett, Rikard kommer hem med VÄLSTEKT STJÄRT! :D
Rikard åker mot himmel blå, stirrar hårt på molnen så "O.O!!!!"
Rikard har sin kamera breve o tar en bild vi sen får se!
In bilden går i photoshop, under tiden Rikard lyssnar på Hiphop (maybe, who knows)
Det här rimmet suger fett, Rikard kommer hem med VÄLSTEKT STJÄRT! :D
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:16
Undrar ajg med.. Skulle tro att det är nån som tycker det är ett passande ställe att dumpa roadkills eller nåt sånt. Tror dock inte det är lagligt :)
Det ligger jävligt öde... Har bott i det här området och varit runt det där stället många gånger, men aldrig sett det förrän förra våren då jag nästan trampade på det där rådjuret.
Det ligger jävligt öde... Har bott i det här området och varit runt det där stället många gånger, men aldrig sett det förrän förra våren då jag nästan trampade på det där rådjuret.
Contemporary
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:16
Fakk me carrotti, lagom ballt! Ta riktigt fina close-ups på dem, det vore coolt!
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:18
Cont, fyfan xD
ahh har ju ingen aning om hur det ser ut nu... När jag var där i somras med rikard och sofia så var det helt igenväxt med brännässlor så dom fick aldrig se :(
Men nu är det rätt tid att dra dit igen... Tar kanske en halvtimme att gå härifrån :)
Får hoppas det har kommit nåt nytt spännande :D
ahh har ju ingen aning om hur det ser ut nu... När jag var där i somras med rikard och sofia så var det helt igenväxt med brännässlor så dom fick aldrig se :(
Men nu är det rätt tid att dra dit igen... Tar kanske en halvtimme att gå härifrån :)
Får hoppas det har kommit nåt nytt spännande :D
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:19
Fan jag vill också dit carrotti. Sjukt och sjukt spännande bilder ju.
Cont. You are teh MAN!
Cont. You are teh MAN!
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:23
Tycker det är asballt :)
Mår dock själv lite illa av den där sista... Kommer ihåg hur det luktade också :S
Kommer med en update imorrn om vädret tillåter mig att gå dit :)
Mår dock själv lite illa av den där sista... Kommer ihåg hur det luktade också :S
Kommer med en update imorrn om vädret tillåter mig att gå dit :)
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:42
Här skrivs det ju på bra :) Håller vi 200 inlägg om dagen har han en del att läsa om en vecka :D
Ng87
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:44
Tebe: Hur orkar du egentligen med att ha 50mm som vidast på DX? Hade jag aldrig stått ut med :D
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:46
De har ja också just nu, orkade inte med mit kit, lånade ut de till en kompis haha (:
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:46
Tjao, jag har ju inte så många vidvinkliga bilder direkt :P Enstaka panoraman.
Jag försöker komma ihåg att inte tjura över utrustningen utan pressa den jag har så långt det går.
Jag försöker komma ihåg att inte tjura över utrustningen utan pressa den jag har så långt det går.
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:47
Nu ska jag glo en film
Resident Evil 3. Har sett tvåan igår och ettan i förrgår. Jag har inga höga förhoppningar.
Återkommer!
Resident Evil 3. Har sett tvåan igår och ettan i förrgår. Jag har inga höga förhoppningar.
Återkommer!
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:48
Om nån bara vill ge mig ett tokin 11-16 så skulle jag bli lite glad.
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:48
Sent skall syndaren vakna, men nu antar jag väl att ni alla har somnat?
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:53
Nehe, det går då rakt inte, Niklas klämde mig på många surt förvärvade slantar för den.
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 21:59
Fearium ringde precis! Han har bränt upp sig i solen, Gulbagge har spytt och jag skulle hälsa picknicken :)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 22:08
Dom hade visst somnat i solen :D
Stackars. Har hellre picknick här än att få lida av den smärtan dom kommer ha :D
Stackars. Har hellre picknick här än att få lida av den smärtan dom kommer ha :D
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 22:59
Fast nu blev det jävligt tyst här :)
är picknicken avslutad för idag? :)
är picknicken avslutad för idag? :)
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 23:17
Hittade för övrigt en till öl :D
Det är ju söndag så dom kanske lagt sig till skillnad från mig som är arbetslös o jävlig :D
Det är ju söndag så dom kanske lagt sig till skillnad från mig som är arbetslös o jävlig :D
Potatisodlarn
Sun 11 Apr 2010 23:22
Dela med dig? :D
Kanske det. Men Johnny och Toni är ju skolbarn, det är väl inget man går o lägger sig tidigt för? D:
Kanske det. Men Johnny och Toni är ju skolbarn, det är väl inget man går o lägger sig tidigt för? D:
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 23:24
Vet att Johnny är det :D Har ju faktiskt träffat han en gång ^^
Nej när jag själv var skolbarn gick jag knappt till skolan alls ;P (fy mig)
Nej när jag själv var skolbarn gick jag knappt till skolan alls ;P (fy mig)
thetebe
Sun 11 Apr 2010 23:26
Jag skrev ju fifasan att jag spanade på film. :D 14 kommentarer på 1½h. Skärpning!
Potatisodlarn
Sun 11 Apr 2010 23:31
@ Carrotti: Hihi, jag går inte heller i skolan. Jag sitter hemma o häckar i min ensamhet istället P:
@ Thetebe: Sorry! Glömde det :o
Jag och Carro har gjort vårt bästa för att hålla konversationen igång!
@ Thetebe: Sorry! Glömde det :o
Jag och Carro har gjort vårt bästa för att hålla konversationen igång!
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 23:32
Var ju längesen :)
Tycker jag skriver hela tiden, men ingen annan som gör :D
Tycker jag skriver hela tiden, men ingen annan som gör :D
Anonymous
Sun 11 Apr 2010 23:41
Japp, vi är båda från Örebro :)
Han bor ju dock i Växjö numera :)
Han bor ju dock i Växjö numera :)
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 00:04
Allright!
Nu så. Nu är det dags att klappa ihop för lite shut-eye. Vi ses här inne under veckan :)
Nu så. Nu är det dags att klappa ihop för lite shut-eye. Vi ses här inne under veckan :)
Potatisodlarn
Mon 12 Apr 2010 00:06
Godnatt, Herr Skogsberg!
Och unna dig en god natts sömn. Så höres vi under veckans gång, ja?
Och unna dig en god natts sömn. Så höres vi under veckans gång, ja?
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 00:16
Sov gott :)
Vi får se till att spamma här tills Rikard upptäcker det, tycker jag :)
Vi får se till att spamma här tills Rikard upptäcker det, tycker jag :)
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 07:11
Chillin, killin ^^ Nä men glor lite youtube och dricker ze coffee, ska ta upp historieboken och dra igenom 1700-talet:P
Potatisodlarn
Mon 12 Apr 2010 07:19
Ah, låter trevligt ju.
Och, för att hålla igång tråden kan du gärna dela med dig av din nyfunna information. ;>
Och, för att hålla igång tråden kan du gärna dela med dig av din nyfunna information. ;>
Ng87
Mon 12 Apr 2010 07:52
Här är det si och så, sov dåligt i natt så det blir nog en lång dag. Men men
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 12 Apr 2010 07:55
Ser att ni redan är igång för fullt!
Försvan tidigt igår, kaffet tog slut ;<
Försvan tidigt igår, kaffet tog slut ;<
Potatisodlarn
Mon 12 Apr 2010 08:01
Oh ja!
Här kör vi hårt. Kan ju inte slappa eller sådant när vi har såna viktiga grejjer att göra.
Här kör vi hårt. Kan ju inte slappa eller sådant när vi har såna viktiga grejjer att göra.
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 08:32
if it's interesting then yes:P Okej jag måste erkänna 1700-talet är rätt najs...
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 08:39
Amerikanska revolutionen är rätt awesome...
Längre har jag inte kommit än! XDD
Längre har jag inte kommit än! XDD
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 08:49
haha jag kommer dit;) Det är precis vad jag ska ta upp i 1700-talet, de tre revolutionerna^^
Potatisodlarn
Mon 12 Apr 2010 08:53
Vi ser fram emot din redovisning.
Powerpoint-visning inne på slottet i sommar?
Powerpoint-visning inne på slottet i sommar?
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 08:59
Haha jafan PP på slottet! Asbra ju.
Vi kan nog muta @gulbagge att ta kort på karln när han får se det här :D
Vi kan nog muta @gulbagge att ta kort på karln när han får se det här :D
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 09:24
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d8Q82Pz0GVw I laughed. men den verkar bra;D finns fler trailers ^^
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 09:58
För er som inte vet så är det snubbarna som plötsligt blev vrålstora för sin video på threadmills. Dom gjorde en annan video till den här låten, sen spenderade dom och ett helt gäng folk 7 månader på att designa den här.
Rätt så jävla spektakulärt awesome, och den bästa Rube Goldberg-maskin jag sett hitils.
Rätt så jävla spektakulärt awesome, och den bästa Rube Goldberg-maskin jag sett hitils.
MadeByMe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 10:47
Nu sitter jag här ensam i en lägenhet i Ljungby.. Min dejt är i skolan, och jag hat inget att göra :( Vad göt du Cent?
MadeByMe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 10:56
haha.. händer direkt inget, hon var tvungen att plugga lite, vilket jag visste om, sen visade hon mig ljungby och lite så, kolla på bröllopsfotografern..
MadeByMe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 10:59
hon skrev om innebandy, faktiskt! haha.. ja kolla på film å lite mys! no sex
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 11:21
Ng: eller hur. Metaforernas högborg; Oskar. ;D
MadeByMe: Innebandy? Menar du stolpe ut? ;D
MadeByMe: Innebandy? Menar du stolpe ut? ;D
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 11:46
Vad lyssnar ni på för musik?
Jag lyssnar på allt som är bra, men gärna hårdrock/metall med en dos Frank Sinatra och lite soft jazz, in till akustiska facket och tillbaka till old school hardcore typ Snapecase.
Slog just för första gången på en platta med Hardcore Superstar, som jag haft nerladdad sen 2006 eller nått. Verkar lite lovande.
Jag lyssnar på allt som är bra, men gärna hårdrock/metall med en dos Frank Sinatra och lite soft jazz, in till akustiska facket och tillbaka till old school hardcore typ Snapecase.
Slog just för första gången på en platta med Hardcore Superstar, som jag haft nerladdad sen 2006 eller nått. Verkar lite lovande.
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 11:49
Allright, lite i det hårdare registret.
soad är ett sånt där band jag gillar men inte lyssnar på.
soad är ett sånt där band jag gillar men inte lyssnar på.
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:07
Haha mors Carro^^ Jag ska säga som de flesta, jag lyssnar på allt:P men ska man kategorisera så är det melodeath till deathcore och psytrance till dark psy :P
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:07
o vad det gäller psy o dark så där emellan har vi full-on och progg:D
Ng87
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:10
Cult of Luna, Opteh, Khoma och liknande är stora favoriter, lite mer progresseivt men ändå tungt.
Ng87
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:11
Har dock väldigt blandad smak överlag, kan lyssna på klassiskt och annat skumt med.
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:13
Ng: Den coolaste soundcheck jag någonsin sett var sångarn i C.of.Luna, på hardcore festivalen på Skylten i Linköping. Årtal minns jag inte, men jösses den späde gossen kan vråla.
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:14
Musiksnack här, ja :)
Lyssnar väl på det mesta faktiskt. Fast just nu hoppar jag mest mellan Kalle Baah, SOAD, Creed och lite annat.
Lyssnar väl på det mesta faktiskt. Fast just nu hoppar jag mest mellan Kalle Baah, SOAD, Creed och lite annat.
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:16
Creed lixom. Hört bandet "Live" ?
Det är btw ett jävla bra namn om man inte vill ha piratkopior spridda. Det går fan knappt att hitta bandet bland alla bootlegs :D
Det är btw ett jävla bra namn om man inte vill ha piratkopior spridda. Det går fan knappt att hitta bandet bland alla bootlegs :D
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:16
Tebe;
Progg: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zg4S6qBzJP0
Full-on :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQOiF3EPBYg
Dark: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoDD3eAsd3A
Alltså prog = Lugnare,
Full-on = Snabbare, oftast glatt
Dark= Mörkt, ofta snabbt o skruvade ljud ^,^
Progg: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zg4S6qBzJP0
Full-on :http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sQOiF3EPBYg
Dark: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoDD3eAsd3A
Alltså prog = Lugnare,
Full-on = Snabbare, oftast glatt
Dark= Mörkt, ofta snabbt o skruvade ljud ^,^
Ng87
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:16
Tebe: Har inte sett dem live, men jag kan tänka mig det. Han har för jävla go röst, ingen slår dock Mikael Åkerfeldt.
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:18
Ingen röst slår Mikael Persbrandts, *Ryser*
Nä nu var jag random... trodde du skrev mikael persbrandt av nån anledning NG xD
Nä nu var jag random... trodde du skrev mikael persbrandt av nån anledning NG xD
Ng87
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:19
Haha, det är ju nästan samman. Men sök på Opteh på Spotify och skivan Blackwater Park <3
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:21
Åkerf.. är det opeth? *hjärnskadad*
Johhny (Nu tänke rjag kalla dig "J" och den andre för "N" och brullan för "C". Blir enklare så.
J: Jag lyssnade aldrig på elektroniskt innan, sen visade det sig att sambon är gammal rejvare och visade mig lite bra skit, jag gillar en del progressive trance. NASA heter en snubbe som är sjukt duktig.
Johhny (Nu tänke rjag kalla dig "J" och den andre för "N" och brullan för "C". Blir enklare så.
J: Jag lyssnade aldrig på elektroniskt innan, sen visade det sig att sambon är gammal rejvare och visade mig lite bra skit, jag gillar en del progressive trance. NASA heter en snubbe som är sjukt duktig.
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:22
isf: dom är o har alltid varit awesome:)jag fick min klick av metal när jag var 12-13, o den har hållt fram till förra sommaren då jag gick på skogsrave för första gången, o jag fastna så hårt för musiken, så nu håller jag båda delarna väldigt kära xD
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:25
ah hört en del tebe, jo nasa är grym, så jävla skumma ljud, blir helt bäng av att lyssna på för länge xD Något som _ALLA_ borde höra är Shpongle... vet inte hur fan jag ska kategorisera det, men det går fan alltid att lyssna på, speciellt när chillmode är on!
Sök Shpongle på spotify o dra igång senaste plattan, ouch vad bra den är!
Sök Shpongle på spotify o dra igång senaste plattan, ouch vad bra den är!
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:27
Har en hel drös med shongleplattor nerladdade faktiskt. Sen gillar jag en del av I. Mushroom också Dom verkar sköna, skiter i vad andra tycker och gör vad dom tycker är kul
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:28
tebe, nej har inte sett dom live, men skulle inte ha något emot det :)
Satan i gatan vilket väder det är idag :D:D:D
Satan i gatan vilket väder det är idag :D:D:D
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:30
Infected var bättre förr imo, men taste is som the rump :) Jag fick nu en lysande idé! Ta med kameran ut i det fina vädret och köpa lite godis! BRB..Q(Hehe)
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 12:31
Nej nej, ett band som heter Live. Kolla upp dom. "The Dolphins Cry" är en låt du kan hitta på YouTube.
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 13:00
T: Ah, jag tänkte på att du skrev att "dom skiter i vad andra tycker o gör det dom tycker är kul" Det stämmer ju tyvärr inte längre, de är sell-outs nu:E
C: Leta på!:D
C: Leta på!:D
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 13:18
Hur är dom sellouts? Det verkar som om dom är lite så där inkörsband, man kommer in på musiken genom dom, sen tycker man dom är sellouts för man vill ha sin musik så himla helig :D
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 13:42
hehe jag vet vad du menar tebe^^ Men nä dom var ett riktigt original för 10 år sen o då var dom inte alls stora, sen börja dom köra mindre skruvade ljud, lägga in vocals och hålla liknande beats konstant
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 14:08
Aah då förstår jag.
Jag gillar plattan Converting Vegetarians. Titeln är genial :D
Jag gillar plattan Converting Vegetarians. Titeln är genial :D
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 14:11
Agreed NG, o converting vegetarians är skön, allt därefter är a big nono för mig :P förutom heavyweight på vicious delicious
nilleforthewin
Mon 12 Apr 2010 14:20
Oj, vad har jag missat nu då? Snackas det Opeth OCH Infected Mushrooms?!
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 14:20
Vicious delicious är inte det, men bp emp är nån av de första har jag för mig
nilleforthewin
Mon 12 Apr 2010 14:22
Jag gillar alla skivor med Infected faktiskt, (bra att jag skrev Mushroom"S"). Nyaste skivan är fin
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 14:30
OBOY, VILKET VACKERT VÄDER, SOLEN SKINER IDAAAG *vrålar*
Contemporary
Mon 12 Apr 2010 14:53
NG Hahahahhaha xD
Här är originalet om du inte sett den tidigare :P
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrSwaA-FAj4&feature=fvst
Här är originalet om du inte sett den tidigare :P
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zrSwaA-FAj4&feature=fvst
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 15:02
Jag lekte med tanken, man svarar på en kommentar på nästa bild, så har han plötligt 450 kommenterade bilder när han kommer hem :D
Ng87
Mon 12 Apr 2010 15:44
Det känns nästan lite väl elakt, en tanke jag hade var att chatta i gästboken också
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 17:23
fyyyyyyfan säger jag bara!
långt över mina förväntningar på stället.
Tror dock att liklukten sitter kvar i näsan >.<
långt över mina förväntningar på stället.
Tror dock att liklukten sitter kvar i näsan >.<
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 17:26
Haha när får vi se result?
Jag tror jag fick några LÄCKRA macrobilder idag :)
Jag tror jag fick några LÄCKRA macrobilder idag :)
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 17:34
Tänkte slänga upp ormen nu. Djuren har jag inte så mkt jag kan ladda upp här för jag vet att dom kommer bli borttagna lika fort ^^
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 17:38
ahh sant! Nån hinner man säkert äckla innan dom blir anmälda :D:D:D
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 18:36
Haha undrade just. Tvätta händerna innan du sätter dig och skriver Oskar. ;D
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 18:54
Sådär! Har några till jag tänkte fixa, emn nu ska jag försöka bli sugen på mat igen :x
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 19:05
Jag är lite förvånad över att dom fortfarande inte blivit borttagna :D
Gick jävligt fort sist ^^
Gick jävligt fort sist ^^
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 19:23
Jag tror ärligt talat inte att det är lagligt att dumpa dom sådär....
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 19:30
Ingen aning.. har inte vart där på ett år nu, men vildsvinet verkade rätt nydumpat...
MadeByMe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 21:15
Vi komma Vi komma från peppakakeland... på vägen på vägen tillsammans hand i hand..
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 12 Apr 2010 21:27
Hey, vi alla hjälps åt och gör en hel låt om Rickard! :D
Uppbyggd på en mening i taget
Uppbyggd på en mening i taget
Potatisodlarn
Mon 12 Apr 2010 21:30
Hej allihopa!
Sorry om jag har vart asocial.
Först så sov jag, sedan så gav jag mig ut på en två mil lång cykelfärd!
Vad har ni andra gjort med er dag?
Sorry om jag har vart asocial.
Först så sov jag, sedan så gav jag mig ut på en två mil lång cykelfärd!
Vad har ni andra gjort med er dag?
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 21:39
Finns massor kvar. Bara komma o käka ^^
Toni, kör på, du kan börja ^^
Hej på dig, Potatis :)
Har väl inte gjort så mkt nämnvärt förutom fotat :D
Toni, kör på, du kan börja ^^
Hej på dig, Potatis :)
Har väl inte gjort så mkt nämnvärt förutom fotat :D
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 21:42
Fucking marvelous var ordet, J.
TLF: Asbra idé ju!
Jag börjar med Titel: "Murbruksmannen" heter den. Nu får nån sparka loss första raden!
TLF: Asbra idé ju!
Jag börjar med Titel: "Murbruksmannen" heter den. Nu får nån sparka loss första raden!
Anonymous
Mon 12 Apr 2010 23:53
haha va tyst det blev :)
Kan tyvärr inte komma på nåt...
Kan tyvärr inte komma på nåt...
thetebe
Mon 12 Apr 2010 23:57
haha justja, glömde bort det där. Skitsamma.
Jag har pysslat i typ 5h med två bilder. Mycket saker runt om som hände såklart, men ändå. :)
Jag har pysslat i typ 5h med två bilder. Mycket saker runt om som hände såklart, men ändå. :)
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 00:19
Gick och duschade och glömde jag med ^^
Är ändå ont om fantasi idag :)
Kolla film och sova kanske vore nåt :)
Är ändå ont om fantasi idag :)
Kolla film och sova kanske vore nåt :)
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 00:23
Tycker vi vart rätt duktiga iaf med den här tråden.
Det kommer bli tomt utan den när han kommer hem :\
Det kommer bli tomt utan den när han kommer hem :\
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 00:26
Haha som en svärm gräshoppor. Vi hoppar bild till bild tills vi blir utkastade.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 13 Apr 2010 00:37
Jag gjorde det en gång. Men en annan tjomme. Vi pratade på hans bdb, helt jävla random saker sades. Killen blev helt lack!
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 00:41
Vi borde dra ihop ett gäng om 30 pers och sen vrålbombar man någon stackare under 30 min. :)
MadeByMe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 00:42
Jag är på!!!! :D Men just nu är jag bara kåt och vill ha min nya mobil :(
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 01:34
Ska ändå kolla film så det blir godnatt ändå :)
Natti igen :)
Natti igen :)
Potatisodlarn
Tue 13 Apr 2010 06:49
Krabbar med bilder. En awesome soluppgång drog förbi för bara nån timme sedan :D
Vad må du göra på en morgon som denna?
Vad må du göra på en morgon som denna?
Potatisodlarn
Tue 13 Apr 2010 07:01
Låter väldigt trevligt.
Men jag ska nog sova.
Hoppas Tebe eller Carro joinar dig snart ;D
Men jag ska nog sova.
Hoppas Tebe eller Carro joinar dig snart ;D
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:15
Jag har svåra emotionella ärr från en kaffeepisod som liten så jag kan inte dricka det :(
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:21
Ajdå :/
Undrar hur mkt han kommer orka läsa av detta :)
Undrar hur mkt han kommer orka läsa av detta :)
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:23
Han missar ju en massa bra om han inte läser :D Vi är ju helt bundis allihopa numera.
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:34
Vi tänkte uppföra oss som gräshoppesvärmar senare, hoppa in på en randombild och bomba där tills ägaren upptäcker oss sen fara vidare :P
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:34
Ja detta var ett väldigt bra sätt att lära känna nya bilddagbokare på :D
Jag är btw chockad över att mina bilder ligger kvar :)
Jag är btw chockad över att mina bilder ligger kvar :)
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:47
Undrar om man vågar chansa på att bilderna får vara kvar om man laddar upp det värsta idag :)
Fast en bild kan jag knappt själv titta på...
Fast en bild kan jag knappt själv titta på...
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:49
Ger nog fan i det tillplattade rådjurshuvudet... man ser ändå knappt vad det är.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 11:54
UÄÄÄK! Skulle precis svälja kaffe när jag kollade på den bilden... Höll på att komma upp igen :(
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 12:00
Egentligen är den inte så äcklig, emn jag känner lukten varje gång jag tittar och just där ögat ska vara ser så jävla vidrigt ut...
http://img641.imageshack.us/img641/8848/sg1l5961.jpg
http://img641.imageshack.us/img641/8848/sg1l5961.jpg
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 12:04
Tyckte inte den där var så nasty.
Det mest nasty jag ever såg vad den mest spektakulära roadkill ni kan tänka er.
Jag övervägde att köra om en lastbil och låg ett trettiotal meter bakom, och ur vänsterdiken kommer det upp en grävling och blir plockat av det bakre boggeyparet och delar av kraniet for ner därifrån den kom! Helt sjukt äckligt. Så äckligt att man bara garvade :D
Det mest nasty jag ever såg vad den mest spektakulära roadkill ni kan tänka er.
Jag övervägde att köra om en lastbil och låg ett trettiotal meter bakom, och ur vänsterdiken kommer det upp en grävling och blir plockat av det bakre boggeyparet och delar av kraniet for ner därifrån den kom! Helt sjukt äckligt. Så äckligt att man bara garvade :D
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 12:12
Jag mår illa av ögonhålan iaf... Vet inte varför x)
Har sett värre jag med.
Haha fyfan tebe. Du fotade det förstås inte? :D
Har sett värre jag med.
Haha fyfan tebe. Du fotade det förstås inte? :D
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 12:42
Fast nu när du ändå tog svar nummer 500 så får du skriva en dikt till Rikard :)
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 12:56
Jag var ute med hundarna i solen. Med macrot. Jag hittade absolut ingenting :D
Här är en haiku till Rikard:
Murbruksmannen
Du är murbruket
som håller teglet samman,
och vi är sprayfärg.
Här är en haiku till Rikard:
Murbruksmannen
Du är murbruket
som håller teglet samman,
och vi är sprayfärg.
Monky
Tue 13 Apr 2010 12:57
hmmm
Han är vacker å stark
har en skäggstubb som bark
å han luktar som en redig karl
for bort nåra dar
glömde att ni var kvar
ett pris som står honom dyrt
nu ligger ni pyrt
dit ni bilden styrt
men hoppas han kommer bli glad
:P
Han är vacker å stark
har en skäggstubb som bark
å han luktar som en redig karl
for bort nåra dar
glömde att ni var kvar
ett pris som står honom dyrt
nu ligger ni pyrt
dit ni bilden styrt
men hoppas han kommer bli glad
:P
Monky
Tue 13 Apr 2010 13:06
tackar men nu ska ja duscha om ingen har nått emot de :) hey!
sockerplinga
Tue 13 Apr 2010 13:07
Hej Carro, japp, de va monky. Såg för övrigt dina andra döda djur bilder nu. Gillar räv1. :)
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 13:38
Nej. Du kan presentera dig och berätta hur och när du kom in på fotografi.
Jag gillade verkligne en bild du tagit på nedlagt.se. Från ett slakteri och det är ner i ett trapphus.
Jag gillade verkligne en bild du tagit på nedlagt.se. Från ett slakteri och det är ner i ett trapphus.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 13:42
Ja, mitt vanliga dödliga namn är ju Niklas, men det är ingen som vet det. Alla säger Wezzli före dom säger Niklas. Jag är en Pitebo fast i Ljungby. Jag gillar övergivna saker och musik, samt att klättra över murar, flyga över rondeller med bil och vara chef i allmänhet.
Jag hade jobbat en sommar och insåg hur mycket pengar jag hade, köpte därför en lite bättre kamera istället för någon jävla pocketkamera. Blev en 400D och det var där det började när jag insåg hur snyggt det kunde bli när man fotograferade.
Jag hade jobbat en sommar och insåg hur mycket pengar jag hade, köpte därför en lite bättre kamera istället för någon jävla pocketkamera. Blev en 400D och det var där det började när jag insåg hur snyggt det kunde bli när man fotograferade.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 13:59
Sanning som gäller här. Inga hemligheter.
Han skulle möta upp Niklas och fotografera Slakteriet. Klockan var mellan 6 och 7 en söndagsmorgon och höstdimman låg tät och vägarna var fuktiga. Han satte iväg mot Alvesta i en bil och efter en 120-väg kör han 120km/h när han plötsligt träder in i en dimma och rätt som det är uppenbarar sig en skylt om rondell 50 meter bort. Han börjar bromsa för att se huruvida han har fäste, men det har han inte. Han ser hur rondellen närmar sig och som den äkta rallynorrlänningen han är beräknar han kallt att det blir diket eller flygtur och lägger istället engagemang på att sikta för att missa skyltar.
Han smäller i refugkanten och känner hur bilen lättar när han undviker dom första två skyltarna med en marginal på längden av ett normallångt punghår. Flygturen räcker långt över 2/3 av rondellens diameter och landningen sker ovanpå en skylt. Bilen är oskadd, han hade väntat sig att bilen skulle ha gått av i två bitar. Dåligt skyltat var det av någon anledning, det fanns bara en skylt.
Han skulle möta upp Niklas och fotografera Slakteriet. Klockan var mellan 6 och 7 en söndagsmorgon och höstdimman låg tät och vägarna var fuktiga. Han satte iväg mot Alvesta i en bil och efter en 120-väg kör han 120km/h när han plötsligt träder in i en dimma och rätt som det är uppenbarar sig en skylt om rondell 50 meter bort. Han börjar bromsa för att se huruvida han har fäste, men det har han inte. Han ser hur rondellen närmar sig och som den äkta rallynorrlänningen han är beräknar han kallt att det blir diket eller flygtur och lägger istället engagemang på att sikta för att missa skyltar.
Han smäller i refugkanten och känner hur bilen lättar när han undviker dom första två skyltarna med en marginal på längden av ett normallångt punghår. Flygturen räcker långt över 2/3 av rondellens diameter och landningen sker ovanpå en skylt. Bilen är oskadd, han hade väntat sig att bilen skulle ha gått av i två bitar. Dåligt skyltat var det av någon anledning, det fanns bara en skylt.
Ng87
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:00
Det roliga var ju att de hade lagt in räfflor i vägen innan rondellen sen, efter att det hade hänt.
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:02
Haha wow. Jag gillar att du hade hjärnan med dig nog att välja slutsituation, du är snabbtänkt. Jonglerar du?
Ng87
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:04
Sen körde han fast i skogen efteråt när han skulle tvätta av bilen, fick komma och putta :D
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:04
Jag har jonglerat en hel del i mitt liv och gissningsvis är det grunden till all min kraft.
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:14
Jag har märkt att jag har lätt för att ta dom där split second besluten sen jag lärde mig jonglera, därför jag undrade :)
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:34
Varför bitter? Förutom att det är den här äckliga jävla våren ute.
Hungern är påtaglig här med.
Hungern är påtaglig här med.
MadeByMe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:46
Wezzli.. JAG MED! ;D vi får ta och lägga till varandra på friends och spela lite, jag suger, men ändå! :P heter du i BC2?
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:50
Fett, körde just två fokus, 51 tittare på varje, en hover på ena och två på den andra. Jag kontaktade supporten och frågade wtf?
Ser dom inte själv i fältet för fokus vare sig med eller utan filter, kan ni se dom?
Ser dom inte själv i fältet för fokus vare sig med eller utan filter, kan ni se dom?
MadeByMe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:52
Fokus är värdelöst... typ alla fokus jag har gjort har jag mailat support och klagat över..
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:53
Har fungerat rätt bra för mig innan. men 30000 aktiva ger minst 500 hovers lixom :) Nått är ju snett. Och ja det är värdelöst. Det här var två gratisfokus från erbjudandet.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:55
Tebe: Du köpte på fel tidpunkt!
Du ska satsa på kvällen istället. Typ runt 19-20:00.
Alla fokus jag köpt vid den tidpunkten har fått runt 300-400 klick.
Du ska satsa på kvällen istället. Typ runt 19-20:00.
Alla fokus jag köpt vid den tidpunkten har fått runt 300-400 klick.
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 14:57
Odlarn: Det är 30000 pers online, och mindre aktivt med fokus nu, så min ligger längre i fältet, men det är dubbla mängden folk när du säger, det borde ge minst 150-200 klick isåfall. OCH SYNAS i fältet. Vilket det inte gör.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 15:30
Får ta och läsa igenom det som skrivits då :) Var nästan 40 inlägg :D
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 15:36
Sådär! Nu är jag med igen :D
Awesome historia, Wezzli :)
Awesome historia, Wezzli :)
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 15:56
Ja, visst är det. Det jävla roliga med mig är att historierna tar fan inte slut.
Ja, jag heter Wezzli i Bad Company 2.
Ja, jag heter Wezzli i Bad Company 2.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 13 Apr 2010 16:25
En historia. I bildform.
http://potatisodlarn.dayviews.com/p/dayview.html?albumid=224379
http://potatisodlarn.dayviews.com/p/dayview.html?albumid=224379
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 16:50
Funderar på att slänga upp min gratis fokus... Nån som vill välja en bild? :D
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 16:55
Stor risk man orkar bläddra igenom mer än en av dom där bilderna
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:15
Tycker den där fetawesome svartvita... problem is svartvitt får sällan uppmärksamhet :E
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:18
Svartvitt får otroligt mycket uppmärksamhet av mig, speciellt om det görs på rätt sätt. Att ta bort färgen på allt utom en viss del i en bild är däremot riktigt motbjudande och hej-jag-började-fota-igår-och-ska-ta-kort-på-en-ros-och-ta-bort-allt-utom-det-röda-för-det-är-romantiskt-och-jag-är-pretto
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:22
Haha agreed^^ senast jag gjorde det var på en snubbe med ett dragspel, det såg riktigt pimp ut eftersom det var i "guld" XD
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:23
Johnny, nu åkte din fokus förbi här :)
Ahh slänger väl upp den... Inte för att man ser vad det är på miniatyrbilden, men det skiter jag i.
Ahh slänger väl upp den... Inte för att man ser vad det är på miniatyrbilden, men det skiter jag i.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:24
Det kan bli en Wezzli-approve på en sådan bild. Men den ska vara riktigt jävla bra fotografiskt sett. Problemet är väl ungefär samma som med HDR, man tar en skitbild och gör den märkvärdig genom att lägga till massa skit-effekter.
Helvete. Ta en bra bild och jobba på den istället. Tack för kaffet.
Helvete. Ta en bra bild och jobba på den istället. Tack för kaffet.
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:30
Okej jag upptäckte nyss nåt..jag gillar inte fokus... förstår inte ens varför jag laddar upp nånting där när det enda man får är fjortisar eller folk som vill bli vän med en för att senare kunna printa sina bevakare o visa hur många dem har... Det verkar vara en jävla tävling om vem som har flest bevakare inte vem som tar bra bilder...
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:31
Ja, bilddagboken är ju egentligen inte riktad mot dig och mig som publik.
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:33
nae... men tycker det är kul att man fått tag i lite seriöst folk här iallafall=)
thetebe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:33
Jag tror jag snubblat över ett fåtal fotografer via fokus. För det mesta går jag in på andras fokus och kollar efter vettiga kommentarer.
Wezzli: Finns du på fotosidan?
Wezzli: Finns du på fotosidan?
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:34
Gratis är gott...
Fast nu kommer säkert mina djurbilder tas bort om det en kommer massa lättäcklade småfjortisar som anmäler dom.
Fast nu kommer säkert mina djurbilder tas bort om det en kommer massa lättäcklade småfjortisar som anmäler dom.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:36
Finns, finns jag. Men det går ju bara lägga upp ett fåtal bilder där ifall man inte är betalande medlem. Så jag avstår i stort från den sidan. Finns egentligen inget bra fotografcommunity.
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:39
äh... det hoppas jag att de inte gör carrotti =) finns många som fotat döda djur o skit, haha stardock t.ex. har inälvor från nån jävla fågel om jag inte minns fel ^^
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:42
Vi hade tänkt fotografera en död tjur en gång förr i tiden när jag jobbade på lantbruk. Men det blev för makabert.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:50
Hoppas inte det heller, för så illa är dom inte. Vildsvinet möjligtvis, men den bilden blev rätt kass ändå. Inga inälvor ser man iaf.
Ska tillbaka om några dagar. Får se hur det ser ut då. Ska försöka få lite bättre bilder iaf.
Ska tillbaka om några dagar. Får se hur det ser ut då. Ska försöka få lite bättre bilder iaf.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 17:55
Nej, ska jag vara ärlig så var det inte för makabert, det var mest att vi skulle behöva sneaka in på gården och göra det i smyg.
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 13 Apr 2010 18:45
ye nu är ja tbx också! legat i gräset ett tag :)
tebe: Varför är våren jävlig? (lite efter)
tebe: Varför är våren jävlig? (lite efter)
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 18:45
Åhh! Varför la jag upp min fokus... Blir ju tokig på vissa
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 18:51
Hade ju en gratis, så då kan man lika gärna använda den, tänkte jag, men jag ångrade mig. Haha
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 18:59
har inte skrivit så mkt utan bara tittat på :)
skulle bara säga att jag beställt ett Canon 50mm 1.8! :D får väl se när de kommer hem :)
skulle bara säga att jag beställt ett Canon 50mm 1.8! :D får väl se när de kommer hem :)
Ng87
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:03
Bra glugg, trist brännvidd om man inte har en fullformatskamera bara, tycker jag.
Ng87
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:18
Kände att någon var tvungen att ta steget :)
Bara 398 kvar till 1000 nu :D
Bara 398 kvar till 1000 nu :D
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:20
hehe yay!:D O Watchme det är ju en essential i kameraväskan iaf, men sant som NG säger det är lite småtrist brännvidd;P
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:23
aa vi får se :) ska skaffa en canon eos 50D senare. så jag frågar dej contem, är den duktig? :)
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:27
Ska vi sikta in oss på 1000 då, innan Rikard hinner se? :)
Ng87
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:29
Har vi klarat 600 på två dagar lär väl 1000 innan söndag hinnas med utan problem. Ifall han nu inte loggar in från nåt internet-café eller så
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:30
Vi borde kunna ta 1000 redan imorrn kväll om vi ligger i lite :)
Får hoppas han inte hittar nån dator där nere >:)
Får hoppas han inte hittar nån dator där nere >:)
Ng87
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:32
Vi bidrar ju ganska fint till hans kommentarstatistik om inte annat, eller är det bara den ursprungliga kommentaren och inte svaren som räknas?
MadeByMe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:32
Han är ju lite seeg av sig så lär ju ta tid innan han ens funderar på att kolla! :P
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:40
Jag kommer tvinga honom att läsa igenom allt!
Från början till slut!
:))
Från början till slut!
:))
Ng87
Tue 13 Apr 2010 19:40
"631 kommentarer på denna bild" Men jag tror inte att det räknas i veckostatistiken.
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:08
Watchme: A good choice! Min strulade först, för brusigt o massa färgstick som inte stod rätt till, men det är fixat då jag skicka in den på reparation. Köpte den dessutom begagnad, men det är en jävligt bra kamera för priset imo =)
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:09
Mitt liggandes i gräs didn't turn out so good haha :D
jo ja har hört mycket bra om 50D!
jo ja har hört mycket bra om 50D!
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:10
lite tråkigt när man får såna fel ;/
jag tror nog den är skitbra jämfört med min 1000D iallafall :)
jag tror nog den är skitbra jämfört med min 1000D iallafall :)
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:11
om du kan så borde du hålla dig och satsa på en 7D, men det kanske är att slå lite hårt på plånboken?:E
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:14
har hört att 50Dn nästan är bättre än 7Dn.
för att dom har tryckt in 18MP i en 15MP sensor så blev de en aning oskarpare på bilderna.
mjo man vill ju de :) men tror inte jag kommer byta upp mej mer efter en 50D om jag inte är i behov av en 5d mk 3 (troligtvis inte) :)
för att dom har tryckt in 18MP i en 15MP sensor så blev de en aning oskarpare på bilderna.
mjo man vill ju de :) men tror inte jag kommer byta upp mej mer efter en 50D om jag inte är i behov av en 5d mk 3 (troligtvis inte) :)
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:16
du har antagligen också hört att 15mpix är overkill på en cropsensor :P
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:19
faktiskt inte, kan knappt någonting om de där inuti kameran xD
Contemporary
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:22
ah^^ Well det är många som sagt att 15mpix är lite väl mycket för en kamera som inte har 35mm sensor;P
MadeByMe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:34
Varför ska man ha den upplösningen? kanske om man ska beskära bilder så kan de va bra, annars ser jag användning för det.
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 21:39
Jag har bara 6mpix och tycker ajg kan beskära dom tillräckligt ändå :)
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 22:01
vet.
men man brukar ju oftast prata om det man tänker på så :) lite kul vare
men man brukar ju oftast prata om det man tänker på så :) lite kul vare
MadeByMe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 22:19
sex räcker så är jag glad! :D fast om man är 2st som har sex, så blir det 12. då är jag nöjdast!
MadeByMe
Tue 13 Apr 2010 22:28
Carotti, menade 12 megapixlar ;) haha men gruppsex är väl inte fel, eller?
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 22:31
Åhh! Jag som läser för slarvigt :)
Nu fattade jag! *trög*
Nu fattade jag! *trög*
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 22:32
haha nu måste vi räta upp skiten igen ^^
ska nog köpa en hasselbladare :) (då kommer jag att få så mkt sex så ja storknar)
sista kommentaren för mej idag :k
ska nog köpa en hasselbladare :) (då kommer jag att få så mkt sex så ja storknar)
sista kommentaren för mej idag :k
Anonymous
Tue 13 Apr 2010 22:40
Ahh desto dyrare kamera, desto mer sex? x)
Erkänner! Jag var blond när jag var liten :(
Erkänner! Jag var blond när jag var liten :(
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 13 Apr 2010 23:38
har också hört dedär om 15pix, och ja, canon överdriver galet. nikon kollar mer vad fotografer vill ha och behöver, canon verkar vara ute efter att ha bäst teknik bara.
läste fototidningen, och läste att canon hade sagt "vårt största mål med 7D'n är att slå Nikons d300"
sånt är bara fel tycker ja.
läste fototidningen, och läste att canon hade sagt "vårt största mål med 7D'n är att slå Nikons d300"
sånt är bara fel tycker ja.
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 00:21
Jag blir så stolt över er, här åker jag iväg och har ett liv i några timmar och det är nästan 80 kommentarer! <3
Toni: Våren är den äckligaste årstiden någonsin. BLÄ.
I övrigt. ...eeh. Dylan Moran var kickass.
Toni: Våren är den äckligaste årstiden någonsin. BLÄ.
I övrigt. ...eeh. Dylan Moran var kickass.
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 00:22
Ajusste de, du va där. trodde du dissade oss :D
Våren är ju helt awesome, de bästa me våren är ju att sommaren kommer efteråt!
Våren är ju helt awesome, de bästa me våren är ju att sommaren kommer efteråt!
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 00:27
Det bästa med våren är att den SLUTAR. Allright. Fuck that. Ge mig sensommar höst sen höst och SENSENHÖST plz.
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 00:53
Ahh... Vintern har jag aldrig gillat. Denna vinter har jag hatat!
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 00:56
Denna vinter har varit ett kallt helvete! Glad att den ä över. Ska bli kul att fota på sommarn för första gången :)
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 11:29
\o/ !
Jag vill se R ansikte när han klickar på en bild med 3 kommentarer och en kommentar har 1500 svar :D
Jag vill se R ansikte när han klickar på en bild med 3 kommentarer och en kommentar har 1500 svar :D
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 11:31
Vafan! Jag drömde att han såg det här innan vi han komma upp i 1000... Alla blev jättesura på han :D
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 14:18
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 18:50
Jag minns den gamla goda tiden då Arboga var mellansveriges knarkmecka. ..eller snarare det gör jag inte, men jag kommer ihåg att någon äldre kom ihåg det nångång när jag var liten.
Contemporary
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:25
HAHA "Bra brass bra tjack" ^^ här är örebros stolthet :D http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Hw2QM6V1Zqo
Contemporary
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:37
Btw typ 10 av 20 bidrag till vårtävlingen var ju fan totalt jävla handikappade
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:39
Jag håller med. Har gett upp hoppet i dom där tävlingarna faktiskt. Oftast bara totalt klyschiga bidrag på Conversedojjor
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:41
hahaha skrev det till @watchmeaim nyss. Ska köpa mig ett par jävla converse och plåta fötterna en gång i veckan så kan jag ställa upp i varenda tävling utan att blinka framöver. Sicken jävla tragedi.
Glassarna mot himlen liksom? Wtf.
Glassarna mot himlen liksom? Wtf.
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:42
Haha, reagerade också på glassarna. Den har man aldrig sett förut!! Antar att våren är en årstid för brist på kreativitet
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:43
haha ja ftw jag har converse :) så jag kan vinna alla tävlingar! YAH! fan va rik ja kommer bli :)
slumpar dom eller? :S
slumpar dom eller? :S
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:45
Jag har fått för mig att dom slumpar fram bilder till tävlingarna numer :/
Bättre var det när jag kom 3'a i en tävling :D
Bättre var det när jag kom 3'a i en tävling :D
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:46
Det är ju väldigt bra att sätta upp tävlingar som sköter sig själva :- ) Lite slött egentligen, varför ha tävlingar om man inte ens utser bra nominerade?
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:48
Jag tror att dom inte tar med de mest högkvallikativa förslagen för det skulle skrämma bort folk eller nått.
Contemporary
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:53
Hahahaha xD T: Vildhasse är ju våran marknadslegend! Vildhasse som säljer korvar o skinn o grejer, skäggig skön gubbe! XD
http://www.vildhasse.se/
http://www.vildhasse.se/
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:53
Jag gillar den där bilden faktiskt. Som gammal brädrullare så är det vår när man får skrapsår på knäna igen. :)
MadeByMe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:54
Potatisodlarn, det är väl ändå ett tecken på vår att man kan ta sig ut och skejta?!
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:55
J: Ja då visste jag vem det var. Fyfan sicket coolt namn att vara känd för. Vildhasse :D
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:56
Odlarn: Skadan har ju inget med saken att göra, den bilden spöar ju den med ett gäng på longboards för mig :)
Contemporary
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:57
Haha indeed! O btw den där jävla skejtarn skatearn som skadat sig, tagen med en fucking mobilkamera?xD
Potatisodlarn
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:58
Att enbart skejta hade ju vart bättre i min mening.
"Det är vår! Jag vet vet det för att jag slog mig fördärvad när jag skejtade!"
Fast jag ser saker på annat sätt än andra, så att... ja.
"Det är vår! Jag vet vet det för att jag slog mig fördärvad när jag skejtade!"
Fast jag ser saker på annat sätt än andra, så att... ja.
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:58
Jag har inte kvar nån, ska köpa en snart :)
tebe, vara haru för nån?
tebe, vara haru för nån?
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:58
OCH den är utbränd på knäet. Wtf up med det lixom? har dom aldrig hört om hdr?
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 19:59
Det är ju ingen Hasselblad med enorm studioljussättning precis, men det är nog inte tanken här på bilddagboken :D
Contemporary
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:00
nä men om bilden ska ha bra vårkänsla och det ska vara en fototävling så ska det hålla någorlunda kvalité iallafall? det finns ju faktiskt hyfsade bidrag också
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:03
Ja det är ju klart, den bilden var ju definitionen av facepalm när det ska vara en _vårbild_ :D Gillar din kommentar Tebe!
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:04
Toni: Hade en Dreggs cruiser som jag kapade om och målade och så där : http://thetebe.dayviews.com/p/dayview.html?directlink=1&albumid=101643
Sen så hittade jag en 7lagers oldschool skate för 60;:- på rödakorset här i stan. HELT oanvänd. Kostar typ 900:- i nyproduktion :D
Så jag har gamla truckarna på en så kort och rapp bräda, sen lånar jag tjejens /mer eller mindre/ secter nine Bamboo 2 bräda för att surfa på.
Skitsugen på en Loaded VanGuard.
Sen så hittade jag en 7lagers oldschool skate för 60;:- på rödakorset här i stan. HELT oanvänd. Kostar typ 900:- i nyproduktion :D
Så jag har gamla truckarna på en så kort och rapp bräda, sen lånar jag tjejens /mer eller mindre/ secter nine Bamboo 2 bräda för att surfa på.
Skitsugen på en Loaded VanGuard.
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:08
Oh awesome! :D
Jag hade nån skitbräda som gick sönder i farten -.-
Ska köpa ny, men du har inget att rekomendera? Jag är en sån *åkanerförbrantabackarsåsnabbtsommöjligtochskarpasvängar* snulle :D
Jag hade nån skitbräda som gick sönder i farten -.-
Ska köpa ny, men du har inget att rekomendera? Jag är en sån *åkanerförbrantabackarsåsnabbtsommöjligtochskarpasvängar* snulle :D
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:14
Du vill ha en bräda mer anpassad för carv, typ Loaded's Dervish eller så. spana in www.longboard.eu för deras brädor. :)
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:21
CAAAAAN YOU FEEL THE LOOOOVE TONIIIGHT!!!!
Har haft den på huvet halva dan :/
Har haft den på huvet halva dan :/
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:22
Wezzli: hahaha sanning.
Carrotti: Du behöver faktiskt inte ta ut det på oss :(
Carrotti: Du behöver faktiskt inte ta ut det på oss :(
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:30
Har lyssnat på den minst 5 gånger i rad nu :S
Den är ju inte ens bra :(
Den är ju inte ens bra :(
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:38
J: Menar du att du gillar Accept? Eller att du kanske fick sockorna avrockade? :D
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:38
Jag är med dig Carrotti, kryssade ner det med en besviken blick D:
Contemporary
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:39
hahaha T: Det hade egentligen ingenting med nånting att göra, fick bara för mig att skriva det xD but maybe i do! ska lyssna nån låt^^
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:44
http://www.wimp.com/stillalive/
Där är någonting fint annars för dom som har spelat Portal!
Där är någonting fint annars för dom som har spelat Portal!
Contemporary
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:44
lyssnar på den nu, inte riktigt i min smak men det var inte dåligt xD film nu l8r!
MadeByMe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 20:51
Kuken sticker fram, kuken sticker fram, hård och hårig hård och hårig..
Potatisodlarn
Wed 14 Apr 2010 21:00
Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer
Came down upon her head.
Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer
Made sure that she was dead.
Came down upon her head.
Bang! Bang! Maxwell's silver hammer
Made sure that she was dead.
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 21:50
Fan asså, alla fotografer (iaf vi som snackar med varandra o så) borde fan träffas nån gång och ta världens jävla fototur på typ miljoner olika awesome ställen!
Potatisodlarn
Wed 14 Apr 2010 21:54
Ja, det låter utmärkt!
Fast... jag lovade Fearium att kirra honom en 5D mk II om vi skulle fota.
Fast... jag lovade Fearium att kirra honom en 5D mk II om vi skulle fota.
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 21:57
Ja tycker de skulle va helt awesome :D Vi har brist på fotonissar i motala!
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 21:59
Snackade med Johnny igår och han kanske kommer hit nästa helg o då ska vi dra till mitt döda-djur-ställe :D
Men Motala är ju inte så långt från Örebro faktiskt... En timme med tåg typ?
Men Motala är ju inte så långt från Örebro faktiskt... En timme med tåg typ?
Potatisodlarn
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:00
Carrotti: Ja, jag överraskade honom med dem! :D
Men han säger att han väntar på sin 5D nu.
Får köpa 20 trisslotter i veckan tills jag vinner tillräckligt för att ge honom en sån.
Toni: Ja, fotonissar är sällsynta häromkring.
Har bara sett typ 2-3 under hela min tid som "fotonisse"
Men han säger att han väntar på sin 5D nu.
Får köpa 20 trisslotter i veckan tills jag vinner tillräckligt för att ge honom en sån.
Toni: Ja, fotonissar är sällsynta häromkring.
Har bara sett typ 2-3 under hela min tid som "fotonisse"
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:00
Ja precis, men till motala vill ni inte komma! fy.
Då kommer jag hellre till örebro, eller möts halvvägs:)
Då kommer jag hellre till örebro, eller möts halvvägs:)
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:12
Wtf, jag ska dra ihop precis en sådan fotobash i örebro i sommar, lagom tills R och Gulbagge kan komma ju :) Dags att gå ut offentligt med planen tror jag :)
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:18
:D:D:D
Ja dom har sagt att dom ska komma hit några veckor efter teneriffa...
Är dock inget datum bestämt, men vi bor ju faktiskt inte alltför långt från varandra iaf :)
Ja dom har sagt att dom ska komma hit några veckor efter teneriffa...
Är dock inget datum bestämt, men vi bor ju faktiskt inte alltför långt från varandra iaf :)
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:29
Det kommer vara öppet för alla.
Oavsett vad man skjuter med, dock så vill jag att alla som kommer med ska ha systemkamera. Tanken är att man samlas ett gäng på ett ställe, sen går man där ifrån till en förutbestämd punkt, och plåtar arslet av sig på vägen :)
Oavsett vad man skjuter med, dock så vill jag att alla som kommer med ska ha systemkamera. Tanken är att man samlas ett gäng på ett ställe, sen går man där ifrån till en förutbestämd punkt, och plåtar arslet av sig på vägen :)
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:32
Yeah. Nån måste jag ju ha som Sherpa. Min kamerautrustning väger ju massor. :D
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:33
Jag vill bara vara med om jag får ta mobilen tiiep ;ooooooo <3 och en spegel, annars kan man inte se sig själv
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:33
Tror alla här har en systemkamera :)
Kommer se rätt awesome ut med typ 10 pers som går genom stan och knäpper kort :D
Kommer se rätt awesome ut med typ 10 pers som går genom stan och knäpper kort :D
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:34
hehe jag blir tebes caddie för en dag *höjden av lycka*
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:38
Haha allright. Men bara om du tar minst en ASBRA bild.
Nu jeflar blev jag sugen på en rubikskubsgrej. Idéer?
Nu jeflar blev jag sugen på en rubikskubsgrej. Idéer?
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:41
hehe räcker det med att ta en bild på dej? ;) <3
jadu ^^ jag levde inte under JÄTTESTORApixlartiden så fråga inte mej ^^
BOWZER kanske? :D
jadu ^^ jag levde inte under JÄTTESTORApixlartiden så fråga inte mej ^^
BOWZER kanske? :D
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:51
Metroid vore coolt! Hittade en bild med lite siffror gällande Nintendo, det var rätt coolt:
http://www.dump.com/2010/04/04/what-you-didnt-know-about-nintendo-pic/
http://www.dump.com/2010/04/04/what-you-didnt-know-about-nintendo-pic/
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:55
Coola siffror, vissa visste jag om, det mesta inte. :D DS är superb kan jag meddela.
Kirby har jag fått förslag på innan och luskat i, men det var inte så intressant att jobba med tyvärr.
Självporträtt lär ju vara stört stort dock :D
Kirby har jag fått förslag på innan och luskat i, men det var inte så intressant att jobba med tyvärr.
Självporträtt lär ju vara stört stort dock :D
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 22:58
Ja, vissa visste man om! Hade ett DS men sålde det för att ha råd med all underbar tjack som man hittar i Örebro!
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:00
Ett annat villkor för att jag ska hitta till fotografsamlingen är en redig fix från Carrotti!
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:04
Fantastiskt! Vet inte alls hur det kommer gå att ta kort, men det blir nog intressant
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:08
Potatis: Sista ever? Eller vad menar du? :)
Nille: Drog-plåtande, det kanske blir din nisch :D
Nille: Drog-plåtande, det kanske blir din nisch :D
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:09
Makrofoto när man trippar så in i helvete på LSD! Man får se efteråt vad det är man har fotat egentligen!
Potatisodlarn
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:12
Tebe: Typ. Åtminstonde sista "Fotointresserad? ;D"
Tycker jag har nått ett stadigt antal bevakare nu, och då behöver jag inte mer fokus.
Sen om det kommer upp nåt random som jag vill dela med mig av kanske jag köper en.
Tycker jag har nått ett stadigt antal bevakare nu, och då behöver jag inte mer fokus.
Sen om det kommer upp nåt random som jag vill dela med mig av kanske jag köper en.
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:12
Du kommer tro att du fotar nåt helt annat än vad du egentligen fotar, tro mig :)
Potatisodlarn
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:15
On topic:
Någon får ta med sig en kraftig laddning syra, och sen så delar vi på den och irrar runt i skogarna runt örebro som ett gäng blinda höns! :D
Någon får ta med sig en kraftig laddning syra, och sen så delar vi på den och irrar runt i skogarna runt örebro som ett gäng blinda höns! :D
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:15
Nille på promenaden: "Jävlar, gatan slickar på det där huset!" *klick klick klick*
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:16
Fan vilket äventyr :0 Känns som att det skulle bli en jäkla massa bilder på egentligen ingenting!
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:17
Fast så blir det inte riktigt av syra...
Men vi kan ju kolla om man kommer över någon svamp :D
Men vi kan ju kolla om man kommer över någon svamp :D
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:22
Tror faktiskt syra skulle vara tillräckligt... Skulle nog inte bli mycket fotande alls :D
Potatisodlarn
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:23
Jag tror det skulle bli nåt sånthär:
http://www.explosm.net/comics/1005/
http://www.explosm.net/comics/1005/
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:26
Hahahaha :D
Njaa sådär blir det bara för folk som har ett instabilt psyke
Njaa sådär blir det bara för folk som har ett instabilt psyke
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:26
Syra skulle nog vara mer än tillräckligt :D Röka morötter.. Någon händig kanske kan göra ett tele till en mad bong
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:28
Syra är inte för vem som helst att leka med nej! En polare sneade som fan och fick panik. Han kunde inte sluta gå runt för då började han se ett kiderägg som blödde ur ögonen :- )
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:31
Jag är oskyldig :)
Jaa vi gör tebes tele till en bong :D
nille, hahahaha fyfan
Jaa vi gör tebes tele till en bong :D
nille, hahahaha fyfan
nilleforthewin
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:38
Har jag inte berättat? Brukar bära runt på en medeltida riddarsköld utifall man hamnar i bråk
Anonymous
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:38
Men man vet ju inte hur man reagerar innan man provar :D
Inte slåss :)
Inte ska vi bygga om ditt tele, tebe :D
Inte slåss :)
Inte ska vi bygga om ditt tele, tebe :D
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:38
Men fasen vi när håller på när jag är borta! :D
jag vill också hänge på dedär saken i sommar som tebe snackar om!
jag vill också hänge på dedär saken i sommar som tebe snackar om!
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:43
men ja känner att ja bara måste få träffa iaf en av dina vovvar :)
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:45
Får hala med mig Tira. :) Hon är väldigt inte typiskt greyhound i beteende. Men hon är väldigt glad i folk :)
thetebe
Wed 14 Apr 2010 23:52
Trorjare :D
Hon kan några roliga trick också. Eller snarare ett kul och några ordinära. :P
Hon kan några roliga trick också. Eller snarare ett kul och några ordinära. :P
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:02
Hey! Jag kommer svära åt de flesta i stil med "På min tid slyngel, då hade vi inte kameror, vi fick rita vad vi ville ta kort på, för hand. Med renblod!" osv.
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:03
Jagg jag är jättegammal!
Klapprutten och pissgammal har jag blivit kallad iaf... Av en som är 5 år äldre än mig!
Klapprutten och pissgammal har jag blivit kallad iaf... Av en som är 5 år äldre än mig!
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:07
Haha tebe! <3
Pissgammal, sheck out torbjörn :D thats pissgammalt!
Pissgammal, sheck out torbjörn :D thats pissgammalt!
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:15
Men han var också ett äkta psyk...
Man orkar inte överdrivet mogna människor heller :D
Man orkar inte överdrivet mogna människor heller :D
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:31
Övermogna människor är som övermogen frukt, passar i papperskorgen
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:35
Ja, eller så tar man ut soporna innan det händer! Åh, på tal om det. Hade visst glömt en kebabtallrik på mitt rum (i kartong), kom på det idag när jag kände doften. Det såg inte hälsosamt ut när jag öppnade kartongen.
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:36
Ja, dom får gärna hänga kvar bland de andra och vänta på sin tur! Usch
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:45
Tycker det ska vara en lagom balans mellan moget och omoget :)
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:50
Exakt! Finns ju massor med mindre som tänker "Omg jag är så mogen" och blir direkt sjukt tråkiga för dom ska bete sig som om dom var hundra och allt är farligt.
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:50
Nu blev jag jättehungrig bara för att jag tänker på frukt... Ska koka mig ett ägg
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 00:58
hahaha är det inte? Kycklingfrukt?
Nej, men jag har ingen frukt så det fick bli ägg.
Nej, men jag har ingen frukt så det fick bli ägg.
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 01:02
Jag är också hungrig. Men jag ligger i sängen med katterna så att resa mig låter inte lockande
Contemporary
Thu 15 Apr 2010 06:27
lol you crazy guys! Satt nyss o läste typ 100 nya kommentarer, vilka jävla samtal det blir xD Rikard lär ju tro att vi tappat förståndet för att han åkt xD
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 09:40
@ToniLouisFoto och andra intresserade, det här är brädan jag åker på nu, men mina feta longboardtruckar på :) http://dayviews.com/thetebe/406566822/
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 09:53
Dina brädbilder är ju som "DONT DRINK AND DRIVE"-bilder. Jag tror jag köper vadderade kläder med skydd istället. : (
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 15 Apr 2010 09:53
så jävla nice :D Sexigt!
Du borde dra dit nått av dina rubikbilder!
Du borde dra dit nått av dina rubikbilder!
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 09:54
Just det, om det är någon som inte har hört Ronald Jenkees så tycker jag att ni lyssnar på honom! YouTube, Grooveshark eller whatever, han borde finnas med. Det är roligast att faktiskt se honom på youtube när han spelar :D "Guitar Sound(s)" är härlig
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 09:55
Hahaha ascool idé Toni!
Nille: hahahah jafan. Men det där är min första skada på longboard också. ...och Aimeos blödande nia är hennes första :D
Nille: hahahah jafan. Men det där är min första skada på longboard också. ...och Aimeos blödande nia är hennes första :D
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 09:56
Btw misslyckades jag just med ordverifieringen på kommentaren här ovan :D WIN!
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 09:57
En cool grej jag har upptäckt med internet, Nille, är att ibland när man skriver en text så kan man lixom klicka rätt på den, och magiskt komma dit till stället någon talar om. Lite som gps, utan att köra sträckan.
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:00
Jag googlade lite på det, och tydligen är det något som kallas för att "länka".
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:04
Btw (eftersom vi ändå är tänkande människor här inne i tråden) http://dayviews.com/ronjaaa/453001302/
Det där betalar folk för.
Det där måste vara vinjeteringens svar på Rambo alltså.
Det där betalar folk för.
Det där måste vara vinjeteringens svar på Rambo alltså.
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:06
Seriöst. Vad håller dom på med?
Jag tänker göra slut med er om någon här börjar jobba för ett sånt där ställe.
Jag tänker göra slut med er om någon här börjar jobba för ett sånt där ställe.
MadeByMe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:07
thetebe, visst är det sjuk? Hon jag var hos i söndags hade varit på sådan skit och köpt 6 bilder, kostade fan över 1500kr.. helt sjukt :S
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:10
Jag kräver nästan natura som betalning för att ha sett den där bilden. Gah.
MadeByMe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:11
Vet ju när jag har fotat mina tjejer.. *Dreggel* när dom står det är underkläder, haha
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:19
Usch, är det någon som har sett bilder från "The Studio" då? ALLA bilder ser likadana ut härifrån Västerås. Hittade inga exempel på deras hemsida, men man ser direkt när det är The Studio kan jag säga
MadeByMe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:22
Stämmer bra, dom kör alltid samma grejer, fy fan vad tråkigt det borde va att va fotograf där.
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:22
Oskar: En brud i underkläder att plåta såklart.
Nille: Vet inte om det är The Studio, men jag har sett bilder från västmanland som ser ut att vara tagna med ett stativ för alla bilder är samma alltså. Helt sär.
Nille: Vet inte om det är The Studio, men jag har sett bilder från västmanland som ser ut att vara tagna med ett stativ för alla bilder är samma alltså. Helt sär.
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:25
Fick reda på det när det var för sent. Vålddelen hade funkat ändå
MadeByMe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:28
hahaha...
thetebe, vadå, det är väl bara börja leta? Det bästa är ju när tjejerna nämner det på plats "jag skulle vilja testa lite underkläder" :D
thetebe, vadå, det är väl bara börja leta? Det bästa är ju när tjejerna nämner det på plats "jag skulle vilja testa lite underkläder" :D
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:31
Jag har inte plåtat så mycket modellgrejer än, men är sugen på att testa mycket mer. Ska plåta en tjej jag skjutit några gånger snart igen, men jag är inte intresserad av helkropp just nu. Tvivlar på att jag tycker det är så kul.
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 10:55
Kanske är dags för mig att fixa resten av bilderna från när Fearium och Gulbagge var här. Har totalt glömt bort det.
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 13:27
Är det ett gott tecken att datorn låser sig när man försöker tömma papperskorgen? :/
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 13:37
Kan iofs bero på att jag rensade bort nästa alla torrents jag seedat och det måste varit typ 150 GB..
Lyckades tömma den nu iaf.
Lyckades tömma den nu iaf.
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 13:39
Haha holy crap.
Ni kommer märka när min dör, får då blir det tyst från herr skogsberg. :D
Ni kommer märka när min dör, får då blir det tyst från herr skogsberg. :D
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 13:43
Ja inte konstigt att datorn vart så seg dom senaste dagarna. Får se om den går bättre nu :)
Är den på väg att dö eller?
Är den på väg att dö eller?
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 13:44
Mjo, något är snett iaf.
Den har vart lite skum sen jag byggde min megaman i rubikskuber med en gb stor psd film. :P
Den har vart lite skum sen jag byggde min megaman i rubikskuber med en gb stor psd film. :P
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 13:50
Provat rensat bort lite onödigt skit du har på datorn?
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 14:05
http://www.incabus.com/sv/support/windows_howto/harddisk-defragmentering
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 14:15
:D
Jag har typ 87 % kvar på C: också. Jag tror mina minnen är körda alltså.
Jag har typ 87 % kvar på C: också. Jag tror mina minnen är körda alltså.
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 14:18
Men prova kör en defragmentering. Kan göra underverk :)
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 14:23
Skulle också behöva göra det faktiskt :)
Men det brukar ta sån jävla tid.
Men det brukar ta sån jävla tid.
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 14:24
Samma här, brukar bara avbryta när jag inser vilken tid det tar. Den rullar på ändå! Kan vara för att jag rensar den varje gång jag sitter vid datorn
sockerplinga
Thu 15 Apr 2010 14:26
thetebe, har du nånstans man kan se din megaman i rubiks kuberna? :)
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 14:32
Socker: Javisst: http://thetebe.dayviews.com/p/dayview.html?directlink=1&albumid=222952 Där har du alla.
Ng87
Thu 15 Apr 2010 15:22
Måste säga att det är en aptitlig formulering dom har klurat ut.
http://dayviews.com/enslave/453019983/
http://dayviews.com/enslave/453019983/
Ng87
Thu 15 Apr 2010 15:23
Haha, BDB kraschade när jag tryckte på visa alla kommentarer för detta inlägget :D
nilleforthewin
Thu 15 Apr 2010 15:26
Ja men varför inte? Jag slår på stort och tar hela sortimentet!
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 15:37
Den här kryper på alltså :D Fint om det inte går att kolla på den utan att den craschar. Ännu mer kul när R ska kolla kommentarerna :D
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 15:56
Lite kul om vi skulle råka spamma sönder Rikards bdb :)
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 16:02
Tror vi har sagt 1500 :D
Ng, håller med. Det är hans eget fel :D
Ng, håller med. Det är hans eget fel :D
Monky
Thu 15 Apr 2010 16:17
tar picknicken slut när 1500 kommit då eller är det bara minimum? ^^
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 16:18
Picknicken tar slut så fort R har reagerat. DÅ försvinner vi omedelbart så han får fundera själv på allt. :D
Potatisodlarn
Thu 15 Apr 2010 16:24
Carrotti: Jag sov, jag vaknade, uppmärksammade min överlevnad. Så, ja, den var bra.
Tebe: YO!
Tebe: YO!
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 16:35
yo dawg i herd yo and yo dawg like to tos so we put yo dawg in a yo yo so yo can yo yo yo dawg while yo dawg yoyos, dawg.
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 17:07
MEH! Ni ser juföfan att en missade siffran. Nu får vi börja om från noll :(
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 17:13
Hmm.. det är 11 kommentarer utanför tråden.. då kan la inte 32 stämma? :)
Ng87
Thu 15 Apr 2010 17:47
Haha så underbart, trodde Rikard skulle kika in efter bara några hundra inlägg :D
Potatisodlarn
Thu 15 Apr 2010 17:51
Vilket är mest troligt:
Att min kamera krabbar med mig.
Eller att ett lithium-ion bateri har laddat ur sig själv?
Att min kamera krabbar med mig.
Eller att ett lithium-ion bateri har laddat ur sig själv?
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 17:53
Ett litet rim då:
Nu har vi skrivit över 1000 inlägg i din bilddagbok
På detta du inte kommer bli klok
När detta du ser
Kommer det vara ännu fler
:)
Nu har vi skrivit över 1000 inlägg i din bilddagbok
På detta du inte kommer bli klok
När detta du ser
Kommer det vara ännu fler
:)
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 18:02
Vi får längre och längre rim
här i ditt kommenatarsfält
vi bdbare vi rör oss i stim
och vi ger inte upp innan din läsare stjäpt.
Lycka till att läsa alla, du solbrune karl
med mycket koncentration och tid
och kanske en gnutta humor bör ta vid
och tveka innan på nästa semester du far.
Vi har lärt känna varandra
och vi har en ny gemenskap
och det är ditt äventyr att vandra
ner i detta kommentars avgrundsgap!
här i ditt kommenatarsfält
vi bdbare vi rör oss i stim
och vi ger inte upp innan din läsare stjäpt.
Lycka till att läsa alla, du solbrune karl
med mycket koncentration och tid
och kanske en gnutta humor bör ta vid
och tveka innan på nästa semester du far.
Vi har lärt känna varandra
och vi har en ny gemenskap
och det är ditt äventyr att vandra
ner i detta kommentars avgrundsgap!
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 18:21
Rikard jävla ditt svin
Det är din lillasyster Carolin
Du solar säkert nu och blir brun och fin
Själv tänkte jag dricka lite vin
Men när du läser detta skulle jag vilja se din min
Avslutar detta med ett flin
Det är din lillasyster Carolin
Du solar säkert nu och blir brun och fin
Själv tänkte jag dricka lite vin
Men när du läser detta skulle jag vilja se din min
Avslutar detta med ett flin
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 18:26
Haha den där var PHAT, C. :D
Rickad ditt as, steker som en flundra
doppad i olja sot och saft.
På någon strand med en drink kan man undra
om du förtjänat allt gott du haft
Eller är detta inlägg en liten del
i ett mycket större straff?
Du får snart köpa ny processor
för att läsa detta dravel i sin helhet,
den du har idag kommer ge upp med ett morr
och tystna bort, i likstelhet
när du klickar på "visa alla"
kommer den inte palla
vare sig oss eller er
som reste ner
till den där jävla värmen.
Rickad ditt as, steker som en flundra
doppad i olja sot och saft.
På någon strand med en drink kan man undra
om du förtjänat allt gott du haft
Eller är detta inlägg en liten del
i ett mycket större straff?
Du får snart köpa ny processor
för att läsa detta dravel i sin helhet,
den du har idag kommer ge upp med ett morr
och tystna bort, i likstelhet
när du klickar på "visa alla"
kommer den inte palla
vare sig oss eller er
som reste ner
till den där jävla värmen.
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 18:30
Sofia, vi här får be att tacka
för ditt stöd och ditt smyg
medan Rikard ovetandes packa
inför ert avgående flyg.
Vi funderar på att muta
dig att ta en bild
när Rikard börjar tjuta
och blir vild
Vi har skrivit över tusen rader
nästan fler än era grader
på teneriffa, malaga eller vart fan ni nu var
Men tänk på det, nu när ni hem där ifrån far
att Islands vulkan
väsnas utav fan!
för ditt stöd och ditt smyg
medan Rikard ovetandes packa
inför ert avgående flyg.
Vi funderar på att muta
dig att ta en bild
när Rikard börjar tjuta
och blir vild
Vi har skrivit över tusen rader
nästan fler än era grader
på teneriffa, malaga eller vart fan ni nu var
Men tänk på det, nu när ni hem där ifrån far
att Islands vulkan
väsnas utav fan!
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 18:34
Jag fick just reda på att det är utbrott på Island och att flygkorridorerna har stängts av på en del ställen här i sverige :D
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 18:36
Hörde det imorse jag med, emn jag tror mest det är uppåt dom stänger av. Dom flög ju från Malmö :)
sockerplinga
Thu 15 Apr 2010 20:48
Tydligen stänger dom hela Sveriges luftrum, å flera länder i Europa ska stänga med, om man får tro Aftonbladet...
Hoppas Fearium kan komma hem.
Hoppas Fearium kan komma hem.
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 15 Apr 2010 20:57
om de inte är för mycket begärt, gå gärna in på min senaste bild o skriv va ni tycker! :)
Behöver all kritik ja kan få, vill bli bättre på't!
Behöver all kritik ja kan få, vill bli bättre på't!
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 21:17
Går det inte avprenumerera sig från detta jävla giller
thetebe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 21:29
Hah näe, tror inte det
Du borde ha blivit ordentligt varnad av den som bjöd in dig.
Du borde ha blivit ordentligt varnad av den som bjöd in dig.
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 22:15
Går väl att ignorera bara.
Precis som jag gjort med mitt ex i ett halvår och äntligen verkar han fatta att jag inte vill prata med honom... Han förstörde dock min kväll....
Förlåt för mitt deppiga inlägg...
Precis som jag gjort med mitt ex i ett halvår och äntligen verkar han fatta att jag inte vill prata med honom... Han förstörde dock min kväll....
Förlåt för mitt deppiga inlägg...
Contemporary
Thu 15 Apr 2010 22:21
HÄLSA! :O O SÄG ÅT HAN ATT HAN INTE FÅR KOMMA IN PÅ BDB!!!!!!!!!!!
MadeByMe
Thu 15 Apr 2010 22:40
Vi som väntar på askmolnet från Island, haha http://www.facebook.com/pages/Vi-som-vantar-pa-askmolnet-fran-Island/117995074884186?ref=nf
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 23:01
Ofta det går ignorera, man blir ju psyk av att se att någon kommenterat något, varpå man får se att det bara är ni som diskuterar askmoln och örebros knarkutbud. Vi borde föreslå det som jävla option för BDB-crew. Fuck yeah. Ska vi slåss?
Anonymous
Thu 15 Apr 2010 23:55
Fick en liten smygtitt på ett par bilder förut faktiskt :)
Anonymous
Fri 16 Apr 2010 00:00
Ja det är knappt att man vill se för man blir bara avundsjuk :)
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 16 Apr 2010 00:05
me tanke på allt snack om island, varför skulle teneriffaflygen va inställda?:s eller svenska ens?
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 16 Apr 2010 00:09
och så finns de ju sånt också, där man faktist får reda på saker !:)
Anonymous
Fri 16 Apr 2010 00:13
Ahh var inte så uppdaterad om det först... hörde om det imorse och då var det bara ner till borås dom skulle stänga flygplatserna, men nu har det utökat rätt kraftigt ^^
Potatisodlarn
Fri 16 Apr 2010 00:14
Hörde på nyheterna om det.
Hela Sveriges flygtrafik ligger nere.
Hela Sveriges flygtrafik ligger nere.
Potatisodlarn
Fri 16 Apr 2010 06:35
Jag har spenderat den senaste halvtimmen åt att försöka hålla katten borta från en söt liten mus.
Själv då?
Själv då?
Contemporary
Fri 16 Apr 2010 07:00
hehe det blev kaffe o mackor:P glodde på shaytards därför jag inte svara ^,^ bästa matunderhållningen xD
Potatisodlarn
Fri 16 Apr 2010 07:04
Är bekant med shaytards.
Själv gillar/de jag CTFxC bättre.
Men tycker båda vloggarna är uppblåsta, ointressanta rövhål numera.
Själv gillar/de jag CTFxC bättre.
Men tycker båda vloggarna är uppblåsta, ointressanta rövhål numera.
Contemporary
Fri 16 Apr 2010 07:07
shaytards är ju inte så, han är fett skön ju och dom gör så jävla mycket roligt ^^
Potatisodlarn
Fri 16 Apr 2010 07:41
Mjo. ShayCarl är en trevligare person.
Plus att hans skägg är awesome :D
Plus att hans skägg är awesome :D
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 08:44
Jag orkarnte med bloggar alltså
Jag skiter i vad andra pysslar med :D
Godmorgon!
Jag skiter i vad andra pysslar med :D
Godmorgon!
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 09:19
O hai!
http://www.fotosidan.se/cldoc/46037.htm .... är det bara jag som nästan blir våldsam över det här?
http://www.fotosidan.se/cldoc/46037.htm .... är det bara jag som nästan blir våldsam över det här?
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 09:33
De springer iväg, med vin i kroppen, och kopulerar. Visst är det en kul idé, men den kan man ta vilken jävla kväll som helst.
Andra bilden - väl tekniskt utförd? Ehm.. visst. Jag kan också ta två kort. ?
Sista är väl kreativ, men det känns som om det finns 500 andra förslag som förtjänar uppmärksamheten. Jag fattar inte det där med fototävlingar alltså.
Man ska tydligen inte ha med bra bilder.
Andra bilden - väl tekniskt utförd? Ehm.. visst. Jag kan också ta två kort. ?
Sista är väl kreativ, men det känns som om det finns 500 andra förslag som förtjänar uppmärksamheten. Jag fattar inte det där med fototävlingar alltså.
Man ska tydligen inte ha med bra bilder.
Ng87
Fri 16 Apr 2010 09:36
Därför jag inte tävlar, fotar för egen del. Visst är det kul om andra gillar ens bilder men när det ska hållas på och bedömas på tävlingsnivå av helt okända människor i någon random jury, nja.
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 09:42
Mjo. Men det är ju en aspekt. Men jag fattar tydligen inte vad det är som tittas på. Jag är nog en mera teknisk fotograf. :)
Jag skulle ändå inte gilla att vinna med en bild jag inte själv var väldigt nöjd med så det kommer la en dag när jag vinner nått :)
Jag skulle ändå inte gilla att vinna med en bild jag inte själv var väldigt nöjd med så det kommer la en dag när jag vinner nått :)
Ng87
Fri 16 Apr 2010 09:49
Odlarn: Det var riktigt nära att jag inte accepterade att du la till mig på msn, hela ditt namn skrek ju spam-bot men sen såg jag att det var du på mailadressen :D
Ng87
Fri 16 Apr 2010 09:58
Här är en bild, vid närmare granskning ser det ut som ryska.
http://dayviews.com/potatisodlarn/451320157/
http://dayviews.com/potatisodlarn/451320157/
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 16:34
Jag har slappat stora delar av dagen, försökte macroplåta lite när jag tog en promenad med hundarna, men det blev inget spännande direkt. Sen kollade jag på en cool film från 72 (The Driver) klart sevärd. Kanske den coolaste katten ever i huvudrollen. <3 :D
Utöver det så är det inga planer alls. Jag skulle vilja dricka nån öl, men jag vill kunna ta mig hem också :P
Utöver det så är det inga planer alls. Jag skulle vilja dricka nån öl, men jag vill kunna ta mig hem också :P
MadeByMe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 17:34
Jag installerar media server.. installerat ny skrivare, varit i telefon med epson för skrivaren krånglade... :P Snart hem till mamma och äta tacos!! :D
Potatisodlarn
Fri 16 Apr 2010 17:36
Jag terroriserar hushållet med min förbaskade rock'n'roll.
Ska snart åka till Ikea för att inhandla ramar till mina bilder :D
Ska snart åka till Ikea för att inhandla ramar till mina bilder :D
Anonymous
Fri 16 Apr 2010 17:51
Jag terroriserar morsan med min jävla reggae ^^
Nu ska jag ta mig ett glas vin!
Nu ska jag ta mig ett glas vin!
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 16 Apr 2010 17:53
Ska snart ut med macrot, sen blir de vidare till mysfest i varamon:)
Sen när ja kommer hem fixar ja till bilderna haha
Sen när ja kommer hem fixar ja till bilderna haha
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 16 Apr 2010 17:59
Alla måste säga minst 1 sak som jag ska försöka få till snygg med macrot (verklighetstrogna saker)
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 18:17
Oskar: Hur är epsons service? Hört oroväckande saker.
Odlarn: Vad för rock'n'roll plz?
C: Vafö reggae, vilket vin?
Toni: Kewken! \:D/
Odlarn: Vad för rock'n'roll plz?
C: Vafö reggae, vilket vin?
Toni: Kewken! \:D/
Anonymous
Fri 16 Apr 2010 18:21
tebe, just nu är det Kalle Baah. Och vinet heter Drosdty Hof eller nåt sånt...
Toni, tycker du borde fota insekter :)
Toni, tycker du borde fota insekter :)
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 18:24
Toni: Det är så jävla svårt att säga vad man ska plåta, för allt är fan svårt att hitta :D
Jag vill se något med metall och repor i metallen.
Jag vill se något med metall och repor i metallen.
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 16 Apr 2010 18:25
Kewken gillar inte att bli plåtad :(
insekter är de jävligt få av just nu :o letade som en galning igår!
Men ska försöka igen :)
insekter är de jävligt få av just nu :o letade som en galning igår!
Men ska försöka igen :)
Anonymous
Fri 16 Apr 2010 18:27
Jag som ser insekter överallt, bara för att det inte blir någe bra när jag fotar dom ^^
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 16 Apr 2010 18:31
Pärten, helt klart! :D
Motalas stolthet, överlevde 2 sprutor hästbedövning<3
Motalas stolthet, överlevde 2 sprutor hästbedövning<3
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 18:36
..och ännu viktigare, var det fultjack, eller riktigt bra Örebrotjack?
HAHA berätta mer om Pärten föfan!
HAHA berätta mer om Pärten föfan!
Potatisodlarn
Fri 16 Apr 2010 21:12
Sorry! Jag var på Ikea.
Om det fortfarande är relevent.
Tebe: Gammal hederlig Sabbath! :D
Om det fortfarande är relevent.
Tebe: Gammal hederlig Sabbath! :D
MadeByMe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 21:21
thetebe: Det tog ju sin tid för ett ganska enkelt fel! :P Deras väntetids musik var inte heller rolig..
thetebe
Fri 16 Apr 2010 21:46
Oskar: Vad var det för musik? Sån där kass midicovermusik dom kan ha för att ge så lite stim som möjligt?
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 00:16
Tydligen inte D:
Klockan har ju just slagit midnatt!
Vem lägger sig så tidigt?!
Klockan har ju just slagit midnatt!
Vem lägger sig så tidigt?!
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 17 Apr 2010 00:57
Hinner inte fixa några bilder från idag, så de får bli nån shitty ass bild från igår haha :D
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 01:05
Hah!
Jag har krabbat klart med alla shitty-ass bilder från idag :D
Jag har krabbat klart med alla shitty-ass bilder från idag :D
MadeByMe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 01:12
Whata?! hahaha.. jag sitter på Lunar och har kul, Finns mycket roligt folk där inne alltså!
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 01:55
Krabbar med dagens bilder... närmare bestämt mergar lite panoraman, och det tar några år med photoshop.
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 02:03
Är hyfsat snabb.
2.8ghz
4gb
64bit W7 Home Premium
Och nåt snabbt grafikkort.
Bara stora filer ser du ;)
2.8ghz
4gb
64bit W7 Home Premium
Och nåt snabbt grafikkort.
Bara stora filer ser du ;)
MadeByMe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 02:09
haha.. Men då borde det väl inte gå så segt att fixa panorama bilder?
MadeByMe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 02:20
inget du behöver bry dig om egentligen..Men kolla bara så ditt grafikkort sammarbetar med Cs4. Inne i Ps, trycker du CTRL+K så kommer ne liten ruta upp sen väljer du Performance/Prestanda i menyn, Sen ser du under GPU settings/inställningar om du grafikkort står där så är dom "länkade" och kolla så den lilla boxen är i kryssad också "Enable GPU drawing" står det på engelska!
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 02:33
Jag ändrade lite.
Nu får Photoshop använda 100% av grafikkortet istället för 60%.
Känns att det har gjort lite skillnad!
Nu får Photoshop använda 100% av grafikkortet istället för 60%.
Känns att det har gjort lite skillnad!
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 02:41
Att du lade till mig som vän?
duktig fotograf, trogen bevakare, fina bilder, träffats irl?! ;D
duktig fotograf, trogen bevakare, fina bilder, träffats irl?! ;D
MadeByMe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 02:44
Du är mogen för det nu! hahahaha! Nej då, men du är en skön snubbe och Du har endel schyssta bilder! :)
Anonymous
Sat 17 Apr 2010 03:12
Svårt att säga, jag har sett den del förbättringar, men det saknas en del.
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 03:15
Trevligt att herrn märker förbättringar.
Det betyder att det inte är enbart inbillning.
Det betyder att det inte är enbart inbillning.
thetebe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 07:51
I had a hunch. :D (Både att det förhöll sig så, men mest att de sömnlösa in fick någon sömn).
Hur brukar du sova?
Hur brukar du sova?
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 07:56
Förjävligt illa.
Antingen så lägger jag mig nån gång på morgonkvisten, och får 6-8 timmars sömn.
Eller så lägger jag mig vid 20-22 och får 2-3 timmars sömn.
Skulle misstänka att jag lider av sömnlöshet.
Antingen så lägger jag mig nån gång på morgonkvisten, och får 6-8 timmars sömn.
Eller så lägger jag mig vid 20-22 och får 2-3 timmars sömn.
Skulle misstänka att jag lider av sömnlöshet.
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 08:06
Jag har levt såhär sedan våren -08.
Och för att vi (jag, päronen o BUP) aldrig misstänkte att det kunde vara sömnlöshet(insomni) .
Och för att vi (jag, päronen o BUP) aldrig misstänkte att det kunde vara sömnlöshet(insomni) .
thetebe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 08:14
Ah, så du är diagnostiserad *stukar hjärnan* hur fasen stavas det? Känns rätt så där iaf.. ..för insomni? Det måste vara märkligt tänker jag som inte har det.
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 08:17
Självdiagnostiserad, tillochmed.
Läste @ wikipedia att folk med insomni sover väldigt lätt, alltså att de vaknar lätt.
Jag ska prata med BUP angående det och annat grejs, så ska det nog lösa sig :D
Läste @ wikipedia att folk med insomni sover väldigt lätt, alltså att de vaknar lätt.
Jag ska prata med BUP angående det och annat grejs, så ska det nog lösa sig :D
thetebe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 08:50
Finns lite olika, kognetiv betingning och undersökande av ens vanor runt om är ett sätt tydligen, medicinering (sömnpiller) och lite fler psykoterapeftiska saker.
thetebe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 09:02
Jag letar efter en dokumentär av Alan Berliner som heter "Wide Awake" som handlar om insomni, kolla om du kan hitta den någonstans som torrent eller på nätet och länka mig om du gör det. Ska i väg så jag hinner inte nu.
Anonymous
Sat 17 Apr 2010 20:36
Nu har jag vart duktig och läst ikapp en helvetes massa inlägg också!
Anonymous
Sat 17 Apr 2010 20:41
Eller hur!
Nu ska jag försöka återhämta mig från gårdagens äventyr och kolla film.
Nu ska jag försöka återhämta mig från gårdagens äventyr och kolla film.
thetebe
Sat 17 Apr 2010 22:12
*Pust* Vart borta hela dagen och bara missat 8 inlägg. Var rädd för flera hundra.
Odlarn: Fick ner en film som heter Wide Awake, av M N Shallavahannu heter. Slår vad om att den inte svarar på mycket, men hey! Lika bra att se den ändå :D
Odlarn: Fick ner en film som heter Wide Awake, av M N Shallavahannu heter. Slår vad om att den inte svarar på mycket, men hey! Lika bra att se den ändå :D
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 22:16
Filmen av m night har inget med insomni att göra P:
Filmen vi söker efter är en dokumentär av nån tjomme.
Filmen vi söker efter är en dokumentär av nån tjomme.
Potatisodlarn
Sat 17 Apr 2010 22:30
Nej, tyvärr inte.
Kollade runt imorse efter du tipsade om den. Kunde inte hitta den nånstans.
Kollade runt imorse efter du tipsade om den. Kunde inte hitta den nånstans.
Anonymous
Sat 17 Apr 2010 23:05
Fyfan va jag äger!
Lyckades somna framför filmen i datorstolen...
Lyckades somna framför filmen i datorstolen...
Anonymous
Sat 17 Apr 2010 23:16
Shutter island.
Ska väl tillägga att ajg är bakis och har ont i huvudet som en räv också :D
Ska väl tillägga att ajg är bakis och har ont i huvudet som en räv också :D
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 18 Apr 2010 00:39
Shutter island är helt klart en av dom dåligaste filmerna ja har sett!
Anonymous
Sun 18 Apr 2010 00:50
Lite seg... Orkade inte se klart den så jag började kolla på The men who stare at goats istället :D
Den verkar rätt okej :)
Hej ^^
Och hejdå för nu ska ajg försöka sova. I sängen denna gång!
Den verkar rätt okej :)
Hej ^^
Och hejdå för nu ska ajg försöka sova. I sängen denna gång!
Anonymous
Sun 18 Apr 2010 11:14
Jaha... Idag är det meningen att Rikard och Sofia ska åka hem, men just nu ser det ut som att dom är fast där nere :/
nilleforthewin
Sun 18 Apr 2010 13:25
Jag gillade Shutter Island faktiskt, gillar twistiga och fucked up filmer
Anonymous
Sun 18 Apr 2010 14:22
Orkade inte kolla klart på den heller igår :)
Ska försöka se färdigt båda ikväll :D
Ska försöka se färdigt båda ikväll :D
nilleforthewin
Sun 18 Apr 2010 16:08
Det tycker jag! I alla fall The men who stare at goats, den är kul :D
Anonymous
Sun 18 Apr 2010 18:03
Fyfan! Stackars Rikard och Sofia... Dom får åka hem idag, men bara flyga till Portugal och sen får dom åka buss resten av vägen... Bussresan skulle tydligen ta 60 timmar :-O :(
Anonymous
Sun 18 Apr 2010 18:07
Dom ska alltså sitta nästan 3 dygn på en buss non stop :S
nilleforthewin
Sun 18 Apr 2010 18:08
Jag hörde något liknande :0 Några som kände några som skulle åka buss någon sån där extrem sträcka :S Det vore ju kul om man fick åka hur man ville så man kan stanna av vi vägen och ta kort eller bara se sig omkring. Men det där låter hemskt :0
MadeByMe
Sun 18 Apr 2010 18:53
FB: Sofia Fagerberg - Nu börjar hemresan genom europa, 60 timmar nonstop. Först plan till Portugal nu ikväll, och därifrån bussresa heeela långa vägen genom europa. Jävla rökmoln!!!!!!!! >:(
thetebe
Sun 18 Apr 2010 20:50
Galet alltså.
Carrotti: Jag vill se en spydig dikt om bussresor och vulkaner tack :D
Carrotti: Jag vill se en spydig dikt om bussresor och vulkaner tack :D
Anonymous
Sun 18 Apr 2010 21:05
Okej, ska se om jag kan knåpa ihop nåt då... Känner mig dock fortfarande seg från helgens äventyr x)
Anonymous
Sun 18 Apr 2010 21:25
Ja bättre än såhär blir det nog inte från mig :D
Nu har ni åkt mot Portugal
Det blir en kort flygresa i alla fall
Bussresan däremot lär bli jävligt lång
Men jag hoppas att ni kommer hem nån gång
60 timmar ska ni sitta där
Jag skulle seriöst bli helt sär
Allt på grund av vulkanen på Island
Men det är väl sånt som händer ibland
Nu har ni åkt mot Portugal
Det blir en kort flygresa i alla fall
Bussresan däremot lär bli jävligt lång
Men jag hoppas att ni kommer hem nån gång
60 timmar ska ni sitta där
Jag skulle seriöst bli helt sär
Allt på grund av vulkanen på Island
Men det är väl sånt som händer ibland
thetebe
Sun 18 Apr 2010 21:39
Haha nödrimmsslutet är fint.
Bravo.
Vi borde ha spontana poetryslams på randompersoners kommentarer någon helg.
Bravo.
Vi borde ha spontana poetryslams på randompersoners kommentarer någon helg.
nilleforthewin
Sun 18 Apr 2010 22:11
Vi måste ha någon som kan spela på en trumma lite diskret i bakgrunden i så fall. Fint rimmat!
Anonymous
Mon 19 Apr 2010 10:14
Fick just höra att Rikard o Sofia bara behövde åka buss en kortare sträcka för att sedan få flyga, så nu är dom i Sverige :D
Anonymous
Mon 19 Apr 2010 10:35
Ahh dom var jätteglada :D
Så nu skulle dom väl få åka tåg ner till Malmö för att hämta bilen o sådär bara. Lite skillnad från en 60 timmars bussresa iaf :'D
Så nu skulle dom väl få åka tåg ner till Malmö för att hämta bilen o sådär bara. Lite skillnad från en 60 timmars bussresa iaf :'D
Contemporary
Mon 19 Apr 2010 11:23
haha det kommer bli kul xD Tjo förresten! Vart i borlänge i helgen:P
Contemporary
Mon 19 Apr 2010 11:37
HAHAHA varför dissar alla borlänge så hårt ?XD Ja med flit xD Neahs farsa bor där ;PP
Potatisodlarn
Mon 19 Apr 2010 12:43
Satan ringer: "kan jag få din själ?" "javisst" Så är man ginger ;PP;pP;Pp.
thetebe
Mon 19 Apr 2010 12:45
Ginger? *tappade tråden*
Johnny: Tjaa.. Kanske för att det är Borlänge. Men det är bara en gissning ;D
Johnny: Tjaa.. Kanske för att det är Borlänge. Men det är bara en gissning ;D
Potatisodlarn
Mon 19 Apr 2010 13:02
Ginger: Rödhårig person med ljus hy och fräknar.
Ska enligt Eric Cartman (från South Park) inte innehava några själar. Och eftersom allting som sägs på south park tas som lag på internet har majoriteten av internets befolkning får för sig att "gingers" saknar själar.
Ska enligt Eric Cartman (från South Park) inte innehava några själar. Och eftersom allting som sägs på south park tas som lag på internet har majoriteten av internets befolkning får för sig att "gingers" saknar själar.
thetebe
Mon 19 Apr 2010 13:04
Hahah aahaa, ginger tar jag normalt som redhead, men jag hade inte den där kopplingen :D
Contemporary
Mon 19 Apr 2010 13:42
urk potatis... Dom där ";PP;pP;Pp" skämten är det värsta på facebook hittills xD
Potatisodlarn
Mon 19 Apr 2010 14:07
Polarn: Har du slutat med ;PpP-grupperna nu? "Ja" så har man inte det ;PPpP
sockerplinga
Mon 19 Apr 2010 19:24
Haha, men du är ju bra på att spamma Carro, så det borde väl inte va nå problem ;)
thetebe
Mon 19 Apr 2010 19:33
Jag är glad för deras skull att dom kom hem. Urk för att behöva göra en resa på 60h asså.
Anonymous
Mon 19 Apr 2010 19:40
Verkligen!
Nu tog det väl bara ett dygn istället för nästan tre :)
Nu tog det väl bara ett dygn istället för nästan tre :)
Fearium
Mon 19 Apr 2010 22:51
HAHAHA jag dör! omg.... .... ..!!! ni är för roliga, tror jag har en veckas läsning framför mig nu.. ca 1300 kommentarer. :O
kommer skriva mer imorrn!
Har iaf kommit hem nu, tidigare än vi trodde.. bilduppdatering med komplett info kommer om en stund. Sen ska jag sova! det har varit en jävla resa kan jag lova! :D
kommer skriva mer imorrn!
Har iaf kommit hem nu, tidigare än vi trodde.. bilduppdatering med komplett info kommer om en stund. Sen ska jag sova! det har varit en jävla resa kan jag lova! :D
thetebe
Mon 19 Apr 2010 23:07
Välkommen hem! :D Vi har väntat på dig som du ser :D Berätta hur det kändes när du såg att det var nära 1300(!) kommentarer på den här? :D
Anonymous
Mon 19 Apr 2010 23:25
tebe, du får hojta till när vi ska picknicka hos nästa person :D
thetebe
Tue 20 Apr 2010 12:18
Rikard och sofia, nu ni hemkommna äro,
efter eder förlängda resa till Ra.
Hoppas ni av geologerna tagit läro
bortan allt hopp om flygets Bra.
Ni fick nästan åka, en arbetsvecka buss
men till sist fick ni av karman skjuts
Ni slapp den drygaste av alla dryga åk
och nu när ni sitter hemma i eran kåk,
så har ni båda två, åter gott om tid
att läsa detta dravel, och själva ta vid!
Potatisodlarn
Tue 20 Apr 2010 13:09
Jag tycker det är konstigt.
MHerrn brukar alltid ha rätt annars.
MHerrn brukar alltid ha rätt annars.
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 13:29
Speaking the truth, spreading the word. Bitterhet har inte med ekvationen att göra.
thetebe
Tue 20 Apr 2010 13:47
Wezzli: Då är det nog mer en fråga om att inte kunna uttrycka sig på ett varierat sätt.
Cut the crap båda två.
Cut the crap båda två.
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 13:54
Handlar nog mer om att inte kunna uttrycka sig utan att kyssa röv
thetebe
Tue 20 Apr 2010 14:00
Right. Jag sticker gänget :) Inte ett dugg intresserad av att munhuggas. Tack för mig :)
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 14:01
Ett steg närmare att dräpa ut detta jävla diskussionsforum :D
nilleforthewin
Tue 20 Apr 2010 14:19
Snälla... sluta.. skriv D: En "snälla, låt mig sluta prenumerera på kommentarerna"-knapp vore inte dumt. Börjar sega ner min sida med kommentarer rejält
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 14:24
Precis vad jag sagt sedan the very beginning av detta djävulskap. Jag ångrar mig så mycket att jag skrev här, visste inte vad jag gav mig in på. Jag har gjort en tråd på forumet om en sådan funktion. Hoppas BDB kraschar pga. denna sida.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 20 Apr 2010 16:10
Wezzli:
Lycka till att få din vilja igenom där!
Jag skapade en tråd om precis samma sak way back när systememt var nytt. Inget har hänt hitills.
Lycka till att få din vilja igenom där!
Jag skapade en tråd om precis samma sak way back när systememt var nytt. Inget har hänt hitills.
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 16:37
Köpte ett brännbollsträ idag. Ska se om det inte går få fart i fittorna. En sådan funktion hade jag gjort på en halvtimma.
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 16:56
Har du lite att göra någon gång kan du ju rensa bort allt jag skrivit så jag slipper få se allt som skrivs här
Fearium
Tue 20 Apr 2010 20:17
Nu jävlar i helvete har jag läst allt från början till slut! :'D
Många härliga garv kan jag lova ^^
men jag tycker vi fortsätter här enbart för att störa wezzli och nille? ;D
Många härliga garv kan jag lova ^^
men jag tycker vi fortsätter här enbart för att störa wezzli och nille? ;D
Potatisodlarn
Tue 20 Apr 2010 20:23
Det var mer än bara garv!
Det blod, svett, tårar och avsaknad av liv!
Ja det gör vi!
Hur var det på resan då, Rikard? :)
Det blod, svett, tårar och avsaknad av liv!
Ja det gör vi!
Hur var det på resan då, Rikard? :)
Fearium
Tue 20 Apr 2010 20:27
hahaha, men det var värt det, det lovar jag! :D
jag totalt älskar alla era dikter! ^^
har haft det awsome! ni får se en hel del bilder, kan möjligen kanske komma nånting senare ikväll, nu blir det mat! :D
jag totalt älskar alla era dikter! ^^
har haft det awsome! ni får se en hel del bilder, kan möjligen kanske komma nånting senare ikväll, nu blir det mat! :D
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 20:32
Jag sedermera bestraffa alla deltagande på bästa möjliga sätt
Anonymous
Tue 20 Apr 2010 21:04
Min styrka är mitt minne. Det kanske kommer på 40 år. Sanna mina ord.
Fearium
Wed 21 Apr 2010 12:12
*håller den vid liv*
Ni verkar ju haft så trevligt här så jag vill ju vara med i gemenskapen! :D
Ni verkar ju haft så trevligt här så jag vill ju vara med i gemenskapen! :D
Potatisodlarn
Wed 21 Apr 2010 12:18
Det har vart en riktigt trevlig upplevelse.
Alla har kommit varann närmare. :D
Hur var det på resan då?
Berätta nu!
Alla har kommit varann närmare. :D
Hur var det på resan då?
Berätta nu!
Fearium
Wed 21 Apr 2010 12:40
hehe ja, jag har läst det ^^
Det har varit underbart! får väl berätta mer i detalj när det kommer upp bilder, är i full gång med några nu =)
Det har varit underbart! får väl berätta mer i detalj när det kommer upp bilder, är i full gång med några nu =)
Potatisodlarn
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:16
Nu är det väl bara en tidsfråga innan Wezzli klampar in o härjar på oss :D
Potatisodlarn
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:24
Jag utmanar dem så mycket jag vill!
Jag har en jordkällare som bara längtar efter ett ordentligt téparty!
Jag har en jordkällare som bara längtar efter ett ordentligt téparty!
Potatisodlarn
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:31
Nä nu jäääääääääävlar! ;@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@@
Nu har youtube börjat sätta reklamklipp för videoklippen man vill se FU YOUTUBE :@@@@@
Nu har youtube börjat sätta reklamklipp för videoklippen man vill se FU YOUTUBE :@@@@@
Potatisodlarn
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:37
Det är jävligt lågt.
Som om de inte räckte med att de klämde in reklam i varje pixel av siten. Nu måste man se den för att få se sina klipp.
Som om de inte räckte med att de klämde in reklam i varje pixel av siten. Nu måste man se den för att få se sina klipp.
Fearium
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:46
Jag drömde btw nånting om att du dödade en spindel (som såg ut som en stor sköldpadda) i ett nät med typ hårspray eller liknande här om natten xD
det hade jag glömt! :D
det hade jag glömt! :D
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:47
Har ingen hårspray :(
jaja den sitter iaf inte rakt ovanför kudden... så om jag släcker lampan kan jag låtsas att den sitter kvar där den sitter nu...
Nu ska jag påbörja den sjätte Harry Potter-boken :D
jaja den sitter iaf inte rakt ovanför kudden... så om jag släcker lampan kan jag låtsas att den sitter kvar där den sitter nu...
Nu ska jag påbörja den sjätte Harry Potter-boken :D
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:49
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA wtf? xD
Jag mosade en spindel på min vägg igår :D
Men inte såg den ut som en sköldpadda ^^
Jag mosade en spindel på min vägg igår :D
Men inte såg den ut som en sköldpadda ^^
Fearium
Thu 22 Apr 2010 00:57
haha, om det blir mörkt börjar den ju springa omkring ;D
haha ja, den bodde verkligen i ett nät, och du sprayade typ en halv flaska på den innan den började må lite kasst xD
haha ja, den bodde verkligen i ett nät, och du sprayade typ en halv flaska på den innan den började må lite kasst xD
Potatisodlarn
Thu 22 Apr 2010 06:53
Låter mysigt.
Det ska nog bli frukost för mig med, jag är hungrig ;o
Det ska nog bli frukost för mig med, jag är hungrig ;o
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 08:06
Potatisodlaren borde sluta nämna mitt namn innan jag munknullar honom för varje stavelse som liknar
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 09:45
Nej ärligt talat så är det bättre träning än många tror... Testa så får du se ^^
Potatisodlarn
Thu 22 Apr 2010 09:48
Njae... jag föredrar att cykla.
Sedan så anser jag stavgång en sport som enbart ska utövas av kvinnofolk.
Sedan så anser jag stavgång en sport som enbart ska utövas av kvinnofolk.
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 11:02
Fast nu blev det faktiskt 5 km utan stavarna bara för jag blev lite småsur när jag såg att min ena sko hade gått sönder xD
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 12:05
Nej jag blev sur och sket i dom :D
Joggade lite istället och vips så hade man benhinneinflammation igen :D
:(
Joggade lite istället och vips så hade man benhinneinflammation igen :D
:(
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 12:09
Jävla bajsskors fel ju :(
Fick ju ta ett par andra, medan morsan limmade fast sulan på träningsskorna igen >.<
Fick ju ta ett par andra, medan morsan limmade fast sulan på träningsskorna igen >.<
Contemporary
Thu 22 Apr 2010 17:53
Helloes, Carro det blir lite tight i helgen tyvärr, lillebröderna fyller 3 och 1 lördag o söndag, o fredag är ju fredag xD
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 17:57
Ingen fara... har ju ändå lyckats paja benen så jag måste nog ändå ta det lite lugnt ^^
Dessutom tyckte jag inte att vädret såg så lovande ut när jag kollade x)
Dessutom tyckte jag inte att vädret såg så lovande ut när jag kollade x)
Anonymous
Thu 22 Apr 2010 18:21
aHH.. iOFS HAR DET ALDRIG HINDRAT MIG FÖRUT Xd
CAPS <3
Nej jag orkade inte skriva om :)
CAPS <3
Nej jag orkade inte skriva om :)
MadeByMe
Sat 24 Apr 2010 13:41
vad tyst det blev... :(
Hittade en rolig fejk bdb, Hon kör inte med svenska vägguttag fast hon bor i Lerum, http://dayviews.com/rippitoutforme/428372833/
Hittade en rolig fejk bdb, Hon kör inte med svenska vägguttag fast hon bor i Lerum, http://dayviews.com/rippitoutforme/428372833/
Potatisodlarn
Mon 3 May 2010 18:06
Upp till när jag såg dendär så var denna videon det sorgligaste sett.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOAcRKZxjy4
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EOAcRKZxjy4
Contemporary
Mon 3 May 2010 18:12
Asså varför länkar du ens potato, vet att det finns massa hemskt bajs men förvarna åtminstone
Potatisodlarn
Mon 3 May 2010 18:13
Säger ju att det är sorgligt.
Kan ju länka er Dagens WTF @ Existenz :D
Kan ju länka er Dagens WTF @ Existenz :D
Carrotti
Mon 10 May 2010 17:25
Det enda positiva som kom med att min bdb togs bort var att jag slapp detta xD
Contemporary
Mon 10 May 2010 17:26
haha carro xD jag pysslar ihop lite fotoguider för en skoluppgift:P
Ng87
Mon 10 May 2010 17:33
Haha, det var ju jag som drog in Wezzli, se hur sur han är när vi ska ut på utflykt fota blommor sen i helgen.
Potatisodlarn
Fri 28 May 2010 08:35
@thetebe @potatisodlarn @Ng87 @nilleforthewin @Madebyme @ToniLouisfoto
@carrotti & till slut har vi @contemporary
Jobbigare!
@carrotti & till slut har vi @contemporary
Jobbigare!
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 28 May 2010 12:39
jävligt dragen funkar också.
Sant, kör inte när du har druckit, duktigt av dig!
Men cykla påverkad går ju :)
Sant, kör inte när du har druckit, duktigt av dig!
Men cykla påverkad går ju :)
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 28 May 2010 12:47
Med tanke på att han själv är het så borde ju hans syskon vara heta också ;)
Contemporary
Fri 28 May 2010 12:48
min första anställningsintervju på måndag, tillåtet att vara nervös?
Anonymous
Fri 28 May 2010 12:48
Jepp, ska undersöka ämnet. Akta så jag inte gifter in mig.
Förresten: http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs346.ash1/29453_408977763816_788003816_3861280_5964072_n.jpg
Förresten: http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash1/hs346.ash1/29453_408977763816_788003816_3861280_5964072_n.jpg
Anonymous
Fri 28 May 2010 12:53
You need to not give a fuck. Då försvinner alla spärrar.
MadeByMe
Fri 28 May 2010 12:54
Wezzli.. Den är old ;)
Nog ingen risk för jag behöver vara rädd för du ska gifta in dig! =)
Nog ingen risk för jag behöver vara rädd för du ska gifta in dig! =)
Contemporary
Fri 28 May 2010 12:55
hmm, bra tips. då tar jag nog och super ner mig lite innan :P skämt åsido, det är på VM-media, telefonförsäljare.. inga större krav har dem förutom att man kan prata, men är nervös ändå haha.
Anonymous
Fri 28 May 2010 12:55
Det tror du nu ja, tills du får inbjudan till bröllopet.
Potatisodlarn
Fri 28 May 2010 12:56
Hej Wezzli!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
etc.
etc.
Anonymous
Fri 28 May 2010 12:57
Då behöver du knappast vara nervös, tillochmed sammhällets bottenskikt får jobb på sådana ställen. Hade jag varit du, hade jag skippat det jobbet helt och hållet. Dom åren får du inte tillbaka.
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 28 May 2010 12:58
Nja ja gillar telefonförsäljarna, dom glömmer ens ansikte väldigt snabbt :)
MadeByMe
Fri 28 May 2010 13:02
wezzli.. haha, jag sitter här och väntar, Du kan ta min syrra som är 25, hon kan behöva någon ^^,
Potatisodlarn
Thu 19 Aug 2010 03:54
FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
thetebe
Thu 19 Aug 2010 12:18
Jag önskar bara att vi kunde på R att tappa minnet så han fick en ny och fräsh upplevelse med det här :D
Anonymous
Thu 19 Aug 2010 13:29
haha, varmt religiös vet jag inte om man kan kalla mig
thetebe
Thu 19 Aug 2010 13:50
Mer av en fryntlig get än ett fromt lamm? :) (Om vi nu ska fortsätta tala i kristna metaforer)
Fearium
Thu 19 Aug 2010 17:08
*sätter igång en parad med blockflöjtsspelande chimpanser, elefantar med hatt, nakna brudar på styltor och ett härligt fyrverkeri i Toni's ära*
Fearium
Thu 19 Aug 2010 22:13
*pressing stop-button*
nothing.. :(
*pressing play-button*
It goes on and on.. :D
nothing.. :(
*pressing play-button*
It goes on and on.. :D
Potatisodlarn
Fri 24 Sep 2010 00:32
JAG VISSTE ATT DET VAR DU!
Innan jag såg det va' ja' lit'.
"Vem vare?!??!?!?! VEM VARA SOM POSTA?!?!?!?!?!`?!?"
Innan jag såg det va' ja' lit'.
"Vem vare?!??!?!?! VEM VARA SOM POSTA?!?!?!?!?!`?!?"
thetebe
Fri 24 Sep 2010 10:55
Bra grej. Jag funderar på att faktiskt plåta någonting alls. Det var ett tag sedan.
MadeByMe
Fri 24 Sep 2010 12:19
huvud axlar knä och tå, knä och tå, huvud axlar knä och tå, knä och tå
Botemedlet
Fri 24 Sep 2010 13:16
I see... fast jag har varit uppe tidigt hela veckan, men idag sov jag till halv ett?
thetebe
Fri 24 Sep 2010 13:20
Pfft. Jag jobbar mån- tors just nu. 05.30 - 20.00.
8 är ju sovmorgon av rang ;D
8 är ju sovmorgon av rang ;D
Ng87
Fri 24 Sep 2010 13:24
Jag måste ha ett par dagar på mig för att skjuta fram sömnen lite, brukar inte gå att sova monsterlänge någon dag efter att man varit uppe tidigt en period.
MadeByMe
Tue 12 Oct 2010 19:15
HEEEJ!!! Letade efter denna bilden innan idag!! :D
Dock kan inte Wezzli hata oss :(
Dock kan inte Wezzli hata oss :(
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 12 Oct 2010 19:17
Dehär kommer ju aldrig ta slut, ni kommer hålla på tills Rikard tar bort den? :D
thetebe
Tue 12 Oct 2010 19:17
Jag började från början och letade. @fearium har inte sina bästa bilder lagrade under 2006. :D
btw så är det MYCKET roligare att starta den här än att svära och svära och svära över att nån jävla idiot har börjat skriva på den igen \o/
btw så är det MYCKET roligare att starta den här än att svära och svära och svära över att nån jävla idiot har börjat skriva på den igen \o/
Fearium
Wed 13 Oct 2010 00:23
hahaha, min dator tar typ 2 min på sig för att ladda alla kommentarer nu :D
vad är det uppe i.. *tittar* 1616 totalt :D
och tebe, vad snackar du om? 2006 var året jag var på topp! \o/
vad är det uppe i.. *tittar* 1616 totalt :D
och tebe, vad snackar du om? 2006 var året jag var på topp! \o/
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 13 Oct 2010 06:24
Amen gött! Ni som klagar på att era datorer öppnar upp segt. Ever tried it on a sony ericsson? :D
Min är schtekhet nu!
Min är schtekhet nu!
Ng87
Wed 13 Oct 2010 11:39
Ser jag att den här bilden har fått kommentarer i telefonen så håller jag mig lååångt borta från att klicka upp den :D
MadeByMe
Wed 13 Oct 2010 11:52
hahaha.. I'v been there.. Tar evigheter att rulla ner när man droidar :P
MadeByMe
Wed 13 Oct 2010 14:39
haha.. din skärm är ju sååå liten också så tar ju ännu längre tid för dig :D
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:32
Haha jag har Xperia, köp aldrig den.
Skärmen är stor som ett hus, men laggar mer än min tutte.
Skärmen är stor som ett hus, men laggar mer än min tutte.
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:36
Kunde du ju sagt innan jag köpte min xperia haha :D
MEN, den är snygg.
MEN, den är snygg.
MadeByMe
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:37
Den funkar gör den ju.. men vill men ha snabb mobil, bra prestanda och kunna modda själv m.m.. då är det Desire man ska ha, älskar min mer och mer för varje dag som går! :D
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:42
Jo ja vet, har lekt med min kompis! :)
Lite kul va ju endå att sony ericsson lovade "den snabbaste processorn nånsin" när dom lanserade xperia.
Men just nu så är min farmor snabbare än min mobil.
Lite kul va ju endå att sony ericsson lovade "den snabbaste processorn nånsin" när dom lanserade xperia.
Men just nu så är min farmor snabbare än min mobil.
MadeByMe
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:49
Den är ju iofs sant.. men mycket annat som spelar in.. program i bakgrunden m.m.. Har ju 1GHz aka Snapdragon prollen som Desire har. Men minnet i X10 sviker lite.. samt att X10 bara har 1.6. Desire har ändå 2.2 :P
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:53
Yeah, dom släpper ju nytt till x10 nu, 2.0 tror ja, eller 2,1.
Dåligt att dom inte kommer med 2.2.
Dåligt att dom inte kommer med 2.2.
MadeByMe
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:57
2.1 kommer i slutet av oktober. Så både Toni och Fearium kan uppdatera sina mobiler.. Själv kör jag med CustomRom MaDaCo r8 :)
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 13 Oct 2010 22:58
Nice!:)
Jag är ju inte så jävla behövande o krävande av min mobil egentligen.
Den duger mest till att tappas när ja åker långboard och skriva sms.
Men visst, lite snabbare hade de gärna kunnat vara :)
Jag är ju inte så jävla behövande o krävande av min mobil egentligen.
Den duger mest till att tappas när ja åker långboard och skriva sms.
Men visst, lite snabbare hade de gärna kunnat vara :)
thetebe
Fri 15 Oct 2010 19:14
Jag har tat mina första streetfotobilder idag
Jag gav mig fan på att våga
Dom är inte så bra, men ändå nära. Så ett steg i rätt riktning.:D
Jag gav mig fan på att våga
Dom är inte så bra, men ändå nära. Så ett steg i rätt riktning.:D
Ng87
Fri 15 Oct 2010 20:47
Haha, trodde det var delvis därifrån du fått inspiration till ätt ge dig ut. Se om du har tid, bra som tusan.
LivingPixels
Thu 4 Nov 2010 18:52
Oj! Hejsan, hejsan!
Råkade visst krascha min webbläsare när jag hade tänkt läsa igenom vad ni skrivit tidigare...
Började med foto på allvar hösten 2009 då jag lånade skolans systemkamera för att lära mig inför mitt eget köp som blev av ett par veckor senare. Alltid vart intresserad av att fånga ögonblick och ville ta steget och på riktigt lära mig konsten. So here we are, numera ganska inbiten fotonörd som hänger på både det ena och andra fotoforumet...
Och Fearium känner jag inte mer än att jag bevakat honom under en låååång tid och växlat lite ord genom, främst, kommentarer här på bdb.
Råkade visst krascha min webbläsare när jag hade tänkt läsa igenom vad ni skrivit tidigare...
Började med foto på allvar hösten 2009 då jag lånade skolans systemkamera för att lära mig inför mitt eget köp som blev av ett par veckor senare. Alltid vart intresserad av att fånga ögonblick och ville ta steget och på riktigt lära mig konsten. So here we are, numera ganska inbiten fotonörd som hänger på både det ena och andra fotoforumet...
Och Fearium känner jag inte mer än att jag bevakat honom under en låååång tid och växlat lite ord genom, främst, kommentarer här på bdb.
Carrotti
Thu 4 Nov 2010 19:02
Stackars :(
Han har ingen aning om vad han gett sig in på och nu är han körd >.<
Han har ingen aning om vad han gett sig in på och nu är han körd >.<
nilleforthewin
Thu 4 Nov 2010 19:14
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
thetebe
Thu 4 Nov 2010 19:22
Vi är alla rörande överens om att man inte ska kolla tråden via mobil iaf. :D
Välkommen in Pixels.
Välkommen in Pixels.
Potatisodlarn
Thu 4 Nov 2010 21:19
min arm är trött. jag fick scrolla ner till botten på mobilen!! :@@@@
LivingPixels
Thu 4 Nov 2010 22:13
egd! :D
apropå mobil så kommer nog min nya i början av nästa vecka!!! :D bara lite taggad ;)
apropå mobil så kommer nog min nya i början av nästa vecka!!! :D bara lite taggad ;)
Fearium
Thu 4 Nov 2010 22:35
hehe ja, det är ett träningspass för fingrarna att scrolla ned hela vägen på droid ;)
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 4 Nov 2010 23:41
Haha träningspass indeed!
har ni spelad spelet då man ska "springa" med fingrarna på en såndär löparbana? Finns på android.
De är INGENTING compare to this!
har ni spelad spelet då man ska "springa" med fingrarna på en såndär löparbana? Finns på android.
De är INGENTING compare to this!
LivingPixels
Thu 4 Nov 2010 23:57
Made, det blir en ZTE Blade (Prange San Fransisco) från England för mig, skickades tidigare idag så den borde vara här i början av nästa vecka, ska bli gött som fan =D
Toni, måste testa det spelet när jag får mobilen ^^
Toni, måste testa det spelet när jag får mobilen ^^
MadeByMe
Fri 5 Nov 2010 01:19
Härligt.. Den ska visst vara ganska grym mobil för pengarna. dock lite väl plastig men ändå. vad betala du 1400kr?
Toni, vad heter spelet?
Vad spelar ni för spel på era mobiler?
Själv spelar jag turf, Angry Birds, Fruit Ninja, Reckless Racing, Spaghetti Marshmellows, Garden of Weed, Jewels, Fuzzies, Monopol, NFS shift, Air control, Battle Bears, guns'n' glory och Guitar Hero! :P
Toni, vad heter spelet?
Vad spelar ni för spel på era mobiler?
Själv spelar jag turf, Angry Birds, Fruit Ninja, Reckless Racing, Spaghetti Marshmellows, Garden of Weed, Jewels, Fuzzies, Monopol, NFS shift, Air control, Battle Bears, guns'n' glory och Guitar Hero! :P
Potatisodlarn
Fri 5 Nov 2010 13:30
Håller med Nicky!
RoboDefense <333
Dock så börjar jag tröttna på gratisversionen D:
RoboDefense <333
Dock så börjar jag tröttna på gratisversionen D:
Ng87
Fri 5 Nov 2010 16:46
Tycker att du kan bjuda över mig på käk, Carro.
Bor bara någon kilometer ifrån
Bor bara någon kilometer ifrån
Potatisodlarn
Fri 5 Nov 2010 16:56
Tycker Rikard kan bjuda mig på käk.
Jag bor ju bara 40 mil ifrån.
Jag bor ju bara 40 mil ifrån.
thetebe
Fri 5 Nov 2010 18:55
Här blir det ungsgrillade potatisklyftor, med majonäsdipp alt Creme Bonjour Cousine - Vitllök & Örterdipp, till det så steker jag upp några sesamkroketter i ljus soya och kryddar extra med persilade.
Överväger om jag ska kasta på en gnutta port salut-ost på toppen av dom för att runda smaken lite och istället kasta på lite extra chili på dom för balansen. Decisions, decisions....
Överväger om jag ska kasta på en gnutta port salut-ost på toppen av dom för att runda smaken lite och istället kasta på lite extra chili på dom för balansen. Decisions, decisions....
thetebe
Fri 5 Nov 2010 19:19
Jag har öl. Men inget kött. ...eller ja. Jag har ju benpipor och märg.. ...och tiras helfoder.
thetebe
Sat 6 Nov 2010 01:42
Såja, ny bild uppe. Eller iaf ny för er. Pollok Park <3
Mmmmm ost.
Inte för mig dock. Hundbajs och nyborstade tänder (inte i den ordningen) se sova. CYA :D
Mmmmm ost.
Inte för mig dock. Hundbajs och nyborstade tänder (inte i den ordningen) se sova. CYA :D
LivingPixels
Sat 6 Nov 2010 18:02
Jag åt precis Entrecôte (stavning?) och potatisgratäng, självklart tillsamans med en fin öl, inte helt fel! ;)
MadeByMe
Sat 6 Nov 2010 18:45
Vem fan är Wuusy? :D
Jag ska få mat hos pappa i kväll.. vad vet jag inte!
Jag ska få mat hos pappa i kväll.. vad vet jag inte!
nilleforthewin
Sat 6 Nov 2010 18:58
Åh, din stackare. Du kom in hit ändå. Se fram emot ett.. år av smärta
Fearium
Sat 6 Nov 2010 19:59
ett(!?) år? :D förväntar du dig att den bara ska leva i ett år till? ;)
tacofisk ja, det är vad det blir ikväll.. vet inte vad det är riktigt, inte ätit det själv innan heller, så Carrotti svänger ihop det åt oss :)
Det är iaf hajmalsfilé( pangasiusfilé), tacosås, grädde,ost(läs; OOOOOST!!) och krossade nachochips ovanpå ^^
Serveras med pressad potatis :)
tacofisk ja, det är vad det blir ikväll.. vet inte vad det är riktigt, inte ätit det själv innan heller, så Carrotti svänger ihop det åt oss :)
Det är iaf hajmalsfilé( pangasiusfilé), tacosås, grädde,ost(läs; OOOOOST!!) och krossade nachochips ovanpå ^^
Serveras med pressad potatis :)
Carrotti
Sat 6 Nov 2010 20:10
Lägg fisken i en ugnsform, salta lite
Blanda grädde, riven ost och tacosås
Häll det över fisken
Krossa nachochips och strö över
TJOFF in i ugnen
Servera med potatis eller couscous
:D
Blanda grädde, riven ost och tacosås
Häll det över fisken
Krossa nachochips och strö över
TJOFF in i ugnen
Servera med potatis eller couscous
:D
Donizz
Sat 6 Nov 2010 20:34
Det lät faktiskt lite smaskigt! :D Jag bakade maränger nyss. Det gick jättebra ända tills jag råkade tappa ut hela smeten på formen. DD:
Ng87
Sun 7 Nov 2010 12:53
Föresten, alla ni som ska till fotomässan som hänger här. Jag har fixat det mesta nu, blir nog besök under fredagen för min del.
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 7 Nov 2010 14:48
Haha har ju haft lov en vecka, de betyder krogen varje dag (Y)
Jag tror jag ska dit både fredag och lördag!
Jag tror jag ska dit både fredag och lördag!
LivingPixels
Tue 9 Nov 2010 13:55
I love my phone! :D Vilket jäkla flyt jag har haft, allt funkar perfekt :)
Carrotti
Sat 13 Nov 2010 21:05
Jag hade tokhicka inatt... Försökte med allt, men gav upp och gick och la mig.. När jag lagt mig försvann den direkt -.-
Och dom jävlarna har kidnappat min hårddisk och ersatt den med en ny och installerat FÖRBASKADE JÄVLA SATANS KUK-VISTA PÅ DEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Och dom jävlarna har kidnappat min hårddisk och ersatt den med en ny och installerat FÖRBASKADE JÄVLA SATANS KUK-VISTA PÅ DEN!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Carrotti
Sat 13 Nov 2010 21:49
Ska installera om till W7 imorrn... Var Vista på den när vi köpte den, men vafan -.-
Carrotti
Sat 13 Nov 2010 21:51
Jag HATAR min dator och jag HATAR windows just nu... Tror jag ska skaffa linux....
Carrotti
Sat 13 Nov 2010 23:37
Håller fortfarande på att försöka installera msn :P Hållt på sen typ 18... Förut var det bara att trycka på en knapp.... Nu måste man ha allt möjligt skit...
nilleforthewin
Sun 14 Nov 2010 14:45
Är ju ändå fast så jag kan väl lika gärna skriva. Win 7 är asfint!
Ng87
Sun 14 Nov 2010 18:54
Apple's produkter och operativsystem etc är nice, men jag tycker inte om de begränsningar som finns.
MadeByMe
Sun 14 Nov 2010 23:13
thetebe.. tack för information...
Nu ska jag fappa lite till detta ljud.. http://www.garaget.org/video/a6mljsxp0pdo <3
Nu ska jag fappa lite till detta ljud.. http://www.garaget.org/video/a6mljsxp0pdo <3
Fearium
Mon 15 Nov 2010 15:09
bättre.. febern är borta, men har kvar lite huvudvärk.. och är lite allmänt seg i huvudet.. mer än vanligt alltså :P
thetebe
Wed 17 Nov 2010 00:02
Content aware anyone? http://www.fugly.com/videos/14120/old-russian-photoshop.html
Ng87
Wed 17 Nov 2010 09:43
Kom nyss på tt FFFFUUUUUU-meme om den här kommentartråden, ska se om jag kan slänga ihop det.
Ng87
Wed 17 Nov 2010 10:01
Med reservation för att ansiktet i ruta två är skitfult omritat, men what teh hell:
http://img688.imageshack.us/i/ffffuuuuuuuuuuuu.jpg/
http://img688.imageshack.us/i/ffffuuuuuuuuuuuu.jpg/
nilleforthewin
Wed 17 Nov 2010 11:07
Det är litegrann som att lyckligt ta upp mobilen när man får ett sms, för att se att det är ifrån sin operatör. Eller ännu värre, dåligt batteri.
thetebe
Wed 17 Nov 2010 16:43
....var det ingen som varnade dig Botemedlet? Du har många många många månader med den här tråden framför dig.
Ng87
Wed 17 Nov 2010 16:47
Frågan är vad den magiska gränsen för kollaps ligger på, gällande antal kommentarer till en kommentar.
MadeByMe
Wed 17 Nov 2010 16:47
NG.. looook på bilden! :D hahaha
Kass dator du har dom krashar, min går att öppna utan problem! :)
Var nära och öppna bilen å mobilen idag på jobbet. hade lite långtråkigt :P
Kass dator du har dom krashar, min går att öppna utan problem! :)
Var nära och öppna bilen å mobilen idag på jobbet. hade lite långtråkigt :P
Fearium
Wed 17 Nov 2010 16:49
min fixar det oxå helt utan problem, kan lagga till nån sekund ibland när den laddar, men inte mer än då ^^
MadeByMe
Wed 17 Nov 2010 16:51
Rikard, läste i morse på msn.. gött att du har fixat skärm! :) en vecka, sen är vi på Elmia! =)
Fearium
Wed 17 Nov 2010 16:53
Antar att det är dom sekunderna Ng's dator får ta i så den spricker ^^
yes, snart draaaar vi :)
yes, snart draaaar vi :)
thetebe
Wed 17 Nov 2010 17:06
Vilka dagar är folk på mässan? Jag har inte bestämt mig än, men lutar åt lördagen :)
Ng87
Wed 17 Nov 2010 17:08
Lördag fick det bli, delar av sällskapet är upptaget på fredagen. Och de flesta som man ska träffa verkar dra på lördag med.
Fearium
Wed 17 Nov 2010 17:09
jag ska inte ens dit ju, så ni behöver inte lägga nån energi på f-mässan..
thetebe
Wed 17 Nov 2010 17:10
Ng, kanske siktar på lördagen också. Så kan vi göra en asball High Five i mitten av mässan utan att ens säga nått.
Folk kommer vara avundsjuka.
T.o.m folk med mellanformatare.
Folk kommer vara avundsjuka.
T.o.m folk med mellanformatare.
nilleforthewin
Wed 17 Nov 2010 20:39
Page, comb over, mohawk åt sidan, munkfrilla, eller den gamla klassikern som visar erfarenhet: "Kalhygget".
nilleforthewin
Wed 17 Nov 2010 20:46
Det funkar alltid! Eller 3mm om du suger och slinter som jag gjorde senast.
Ng87
Thu 18 Nov 2010 10:39
Alltås, det är två DÅLIGA konsertbilder med, då kunde ju jag nästan ställt upp med något.
Rösta på Rikard eller hästbilden.... hmm
Rösta på Rikard eller hästbilden.... hmm
Potatisodlarn
Thu 18 Nov 2010 10:41
Jag röstade på Rikard!
Även fast jag hade lovat att rösta på @Botemedlet :$
Även fast jag hade lovat att rösta på @Botemedlet :$
Potatisodlarn
Thu 18 Nov 2010 14:48
Juste, André!
Du hotade inte att piska folk om de inte röstade!
http://dayviews.com/fearium/477754172/
Du hotade inte att piska folk om de inte röstade!
http://dayviews.com/fearium/477754172/
Carrotti
Thu 25 Nov 2010 18:11
Jaaa, Oscar, vart håller du hus?
Jag blir redan petad på en massa -.-
Jag blir redan petad på en massa -.-
Donizz
Fri 26 Nov 2010 13:06
åhh. dh verkar underbart. bara för att nörd statusen är total.
Nästan så att man funderar på att bli nörd.
Nästan så att man funderar på att bli nörd.
MadeByMe
Fri 26 Nov 2010 13:44
vadå nördstatus? det var nog mer så förr.. Nu är det mest fördomar.. Finns så mycket att göra här som inte bara har med nörderi att göra, att umgås, många åker hit för att umgås och ha jävla roligt och vissa sitter knappt vid sina datorer.. och för varje år blir det mer och mer tjejer också.. (dock är majoriteten F12)
Fearium
Fri 26 Nov 2010 15:15
dom tillhör ju kategorin "levande varelser på två ben med minst ett hål"... så ja, F12 gillar han
Donizz
Fri 26 Nov 2010 16:05
jomen. liksom. när man ser bilderna från andra som är där.
(Inte ni fotografer som har lite mer högklassiga bilder..) så ser man en 1.5 liters cola och en chipspåse. Då känns det lite komiskt.
Efter det ser man en kommentar på facebook. "Fan, datorn suger, måste kyla ner den var 10:onde minut"
En annan svarar då: köp en fläkt på dreamstore då.
Han svarar: bara om den lyser och blinkar.
xD
(Inte ni fotografer som har lite mer högklassiga bilder..) så ser man en 1.5 liters cola och en chipspåse. Då känns det lite komiskt.
Efter det ser man en kommentar på facebook. "Fan, datorn suger, måste kyla ner den var 10:onde minut"
En annan svarar då: köp en fläkt på dreamstore då.
Han svarar: bara om den lyser och blinkar.
xD
thetebe
Fri 26 Nov 2010 16:07
Haha fint samtal på fb där.
Förra året var jag på hundutställning samma helg som DH. Vilka troll det är som kommer till DH alltså :D
Förra året var jag på hundutställning samma helg som DH. Vilka troll det är som kommer till DH alltså :D
MadeByMe
Fri 26 Nov 2010 18:01
Hundarna var awsome! :D haha..
Lätt jag gillar alla flickor, allt utan blöja går att töja!
Lätt jag gillar alla flickor, allt utan blöja går att töja!
Ng87
Sat 27 Nov 2010 19:55
Det enda som håller Björn från DH torde vara hans eget dödsfall, men han brukar ju synas rätt väl för det mesta.
MadeByMe
Sat 27 Nov 2010 19:58
Inte sett han.. han var inte ens med på cospel.. så tror inte han är här i år.. eller så ligger han lååågt!
MadeByMe
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:05
DE VA JAG SOM FUCKING POSTADE!!!! Denna tråden dör ALDRIG ALDRIG ALDRIG!
Fearium
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:13
haha, finns det ingen ny oskyldig som vi kan bjuda in utan att denna anar vad den ger sig in på? ;D
MadeByMe
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:17
hum... Jag saknar Wezzli.. :(
Jag vet ingen som skulle va lika sjuk som vi är.. :(
Jag vet ingen som skulle va lika sjuk som vi är.. :(
Carrotti
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:23
Narwhals, narwhals, swimming in the ocean, causing a commotion, cuz they are so awesome.
Narwhals narwhals, swimming in the ocean, pretty big and pretty whit, they beat a polar bear in a fight.
Like an underwater unichorn, they got a kickass facial horn, they are the jedi of the sea!
Narwhals narwhals, swimming in the ocean, pretty big and pretty whit, they beat a polar bear in a fight.
Like an underwater unichorn, they got a kickass facial horn, they are the jedi of the sea!
MadeByMe
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:25
HAHAHA! :D Välkommen Jonte!
Ropar in en jävla grym pokemon, han är den bästa på marknaden!
JAG VÄLJER DIG @Inuce
Ropar in en jävla grym pokemon, han är den bästa på marknaden!
JAG VÄLJER DIG @Inuce
MadeByMe
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:41
Look at my horse
My horse is amazing
Give it a lick
Mmm - it tastes just like raisins
Have a stroke of its mane
It turns into a plane
And then it turns back again
When you tug on its winkie
Eww that's dirty
Do you think so?
Well I better not show you where
The lemonade is made
Sweet lemonade
Mmm - sweet lemonade
Sweet lemonade
Yeah sweet lemonade
Get on my horse
I'll take you round the universe
And all the other places too
I think you'll find that the universe pretty much covers everything
Shut up woman get on my horse
My horse is amazing
Give it a lick
Mmm - it tastes just like raisins
Have a stroke of its mane
It turns into a plane
And then it turns back again
When you tug on its winkie
Eww that's dirty
Do you think so?
Well I better not show you where
The lemonade is made
Sweet lemonade
Mmm - sweet lemonade
Sweet lemonade
Yeah sweet lemonade
Get on my horse
I'll take you round the universe
And all the other places too
I think you'll find that the universe pretty much covers everything
Shut up woman get on my horse
LivingPixels
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:43
Ooh ooh
We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but
You're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/rick-astley-lyrics/never-gonna-give-you-up-lyrics.html]
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
We've know each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but
You're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We're no strangers to love
You know the rules and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm thinking of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
We've known each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but
You're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're too blind to see
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/r/rick-astley-lyrics/never-gonna-give-you-up-lyrics.html]
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh, give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
(Ooh)
Never gonna give, never gonna give
(Give you up)
We've know each other for so long
Your heart's been aching but
You're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been going on
We know the game and we're gonna play it
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you understand
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you
Joacime
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:49
Nu kommer jag få meddelanden om att ni skriver i den här, för alltid? ;o ...
MadeByMe
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:51
Helt korrekt.. ingen kommer härifrån levande.. Wezzli dog.. Carrotti dog, men återuppstod.
MadeByMe
Thu 9 Dec 2010 23:55
Oh woooah, oh woooooah, oh wooooah, oh.
You know you love me, I know you care,
just shout whenever and I’ll be there.
You are my love, you are my heart
and we will never ever ever be apart.
Are we an item? girl quit playing,
we’re just friends, what are you saying.
Said there’s another, look right in my eyes,
my first love broke my heart for the first time.
And I was like…
[Chorus]
Baby, baby, baby oooooh,
like baby, baby, baby noooooooo,
like baby, baby, baby, ooooh.
Thought you’d always be mine, mine (repeat)
[Justin Beiber]
Oh, for you I would have done whatever,
and I just can’t believe we aint together
and I wanna play it cool the thought of losing you
I buy you anything, I buy you any ring,
and now please say baby fix me and you shake me til’ you wake me from this bad dream.
I’m going down down down down
and I just can’t believe my first love won’t be around.
And I’m like…
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
Luda, When I was 13 I had my first love,
there was nobody that compared to my baby
and nobody came between us, no-one could ever come above
She had me going crazy, oh I was star-struck,
http://www.elyricsworld.com/baby_lyrics_justin_bieber.html
she woke me up daily, don’t need no Starbucks.
She made my heart pound, I skip a beat when I see her in the street and
at school on the playground but I really wanna see her on the weekend.
She knows she got me dazing cause she was so amazing
and now my heart is breaking but I just keep on saying….
[Chorus]
Now I’m gone,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
now I’m all gone.
Gone, gone, gone, gone, I’m gone.
You know you love me, I know you care,
just shout whenever and I’ll be there.
You are my love, you are my heart
and we will never ever ever be apart.
Are we an item? girl quit playing,
we’re just friends, what are you saying.
Said there’s another, look right in my eyes,
my first love broke my heart for the first time.
And I was like…
[Chorus]
Baby, baby, baby oooooh,
like baby, baby, baby noooooooo,
like baby, baby, baby, ooooh.
Thought you’d always be mine, mine (repeat)
[Justin Beiber]
Oh, for you I would have done whatever,
and I just can’t believe we aint together
and I wanna play it cool the thought of losing you
I buy you anything, I buy you any ring,
and now please say baby fix me and you shake me til’ you wake me from this bad dream.
I’m going down down down down
and I just can’t believe my first love won’t be around.
And I’m like…
[Chorus]
[Ludacris]
Luda, When I was 13 I had my first love,
there was nobody that compared to my baby
and nobody came between us, no-one could ever come above
She had me going crazy, oh I was star-struck,
http://www.elyricsworld.com/baby_lyrics_justin_bieber.html
she woke me up daily, don’t need no Starbucks.
She made my heart pound, I skip a beat when I see her in the street and
at school on the playground but I really wanna see her on the weekend.
She knows she got me dazing cause she was so amazing
and now my heart is breaking but I just keep on saying….
[Chorus]
Now I’m gone,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
now I’m all gone.
Gone, gone, gone, gone, I’m gone.
LivingPixels
Fri 10 Dec 2010 00:06
min trackpoint flög iväg när jag skulle testa att scrolla hela vägen upp, win!
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 10 Dec 2010 00:26
Mjaa, om inte rikard tar bort hela tråden, vilket skulle vara helt underbart.
Jag är italienare, jag kan nog få honom att fimpa den, på ett eller annat sätt.
Jag vill slita av mig pungen varje gång jag loggar in o ser att nån har skrivit här. Och det verkar inte finnas en enda browser som inte laggar ihop och tar självmord när man ska ladda alla kommentarer.
Jag älskar dehär :D
hur har eran dag varit?
Min har varit asbra, vaknade upp astidigt för att gå till skolan, när ja fick reda på att de inte blev nått, så ja fick somna om..sov till ungefär halv 2, när ja helt plötsligt vaknar av att min mobil ringer...Okänt.
Det va polisen som ringde angående ett misshandel jag va vitte för. Så ja började berätta vad som hade hänt och vad jag hade sett, när hon helt plötsligt (ja, de va en kvinlig polis. Vart fan är välrlden påväg?) stoppade mig med
-"men, va dehär på kvällen?"
-"ja precis,, fredagkväll"
-"jaha, men jag ringde angående ett misshandel på söndagseftermiddan.Är de nånting du vet nått om?"
*pinsam tystad*, jag tänkte för migsjälv: "helvete, nu sket jag precis i de blå skåpet"
-"Aa, jag kommer ihåg de misshandlet, jag va somsagt inblandad"
-"Ja va bra, jag ringde för att ställde några ekla frågor (som aldrig är enkla) angående misshandlet och personerna som va inblandade om det går bra?"
osv...jag berättade och svarade på hennes frågor.
Efer de så chillade jag mest hemma, kollade på tv, tog de lugnt, för att vid 7-8 tiden nånting, dra till stan som va öppet till 22.00 nu innan jul och så. De va mysigt, vi fikade lite, gick runt o kollade klappar osv.
När jag sen skulle till bussen så träffade jag @potatisodlarn som satt ner på marken och fotade julgranen på torget. Vi pratade lite tills nästa buss kom. Sen tog jag bussen hem, gick o satte mig framför datan och såg att ni hade skrivit i denhär tråden igen...funderade lite på självmord. Men struntade i det och skrev denna långa roman istället :D
Nån mer som har nått att dela med sig? :D:D:D<333
Jag är italienare, jag kan nog få honom att fimpa den, på ett eller annat sätt.
Jag vill slita av mig pungen varje gång jag loggar in o ser att nån har skrivit här. Och det verkar inte finnas en enda browser som inte laggar ihop och tar självmord när man ska ladda alla kommentarer.
Jag älskar dehär :D
hur har eran dag varit?
Min har varit asbra, vaknade upp astidigt för att gå till skolan, när ja fick reda på att de inte blev nått, så ja fick somna om..sov till ungefär halv 2, när ja helt plötsligt vaknar av att min mobil ringer...Okänt.
Det va polisen som ringde angående ett misshandel jag va vitte för. Så ja började berätta vad som hade hänt och vad jag hade sett, när hon helt plötsligt (ja, de va en kvinlig polis. Vart fan är välrlden påväg?) stoppade mig med
-"men, va dehär på kvällen?"
-"ja precis,, fredagkväll"
-"jaha, men jag ringde angående ett misshandel på söndagseftermiddan.Är de nånting du vet nått om?"
*pinsam tystad*, jag tänkte för migsjälv: "helvete, nu sket jag precis i de blå skåpet"
-"Aa, jag kommer ihåg de misshandlet, jag va somsagt inblandad"
-"Ja va bra, jag ringde för att ställde några ekla frågor (som aldrig är enkla) angående misshandlet och personerna som va inblandade om det går bra?"
osv...jag berättade och svarade på hennes frågor.
Efer de så chillade jag mest hemma, kollade på tv, tog de lugnt, för att vid 7-8 tiden nånting, dra till stan som va öppet till 22.00 nu innan jul och så. De va mysigt, vi fikade lite, gick runt o kollade klappar osv.
När jag sen skulle till bussen så träffade jag @potatisodlarn som satt ner på marken och fotade julgranen på torget. Vi pratade lite tills nästa buss kom. Sen tog jag bussen hem, gick o satte mig framför datan och såg att ni hade skrivit i denhär tråden igen...funderade lite på självmord. Men struntade i det och skrev denna långa roman istället :D
Nån mer som har nått att dela med sig? :D:D:D<333
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 10 Dec 2010 00:36
Jag vill veta vad polisen tänkte när jag började snacka om ett misshandel som inte ens va de som hon ringde om.
Hon lär ju ha tänkt "jävla sandneger"... :D<3
Hon lär ju ha tänkt "jävla sandneger"... :D<3
Fearium
Fri 10 Dec 2010 00:46
haha, you are screwed for life :)
<3 till Toni, nej nåt så långt har jag ingen ork att skriva, har jobbat hela dagen lång, 11.00 - 20.00.. fast stämplade ut 20.30 för att jag var snäll och hjälpte dom i paniken.
Så, flippat hamburgare åt julhandlare hela fucking dagen.. inget mer spännande än så...
eller jo, satte precis upp ny julbelysning på balkongen, det blev AWESOME!
kanske fixar upp en bild om en stund ^^
<3 till Toni, nej nåt så långt har jag ingen ork att skriva, har jobbat hela dagen lång, 11.00 - 20.00.. fast stämplade ut 20.30 för att jag var snäll och hjälpte dom i paniken.
Så, flippat hamburgare åt julhandlare hela fucking dagen.. inget mer spännande än så...
eller jo, satte precis upp ny julbelysning på balkongen, det blev AWESOME!
kanske fixar upp en bild om en stund ^^
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 10 Dec 2010 00:46
Menaru mig eller de andra snubben? Vi är ju båda "fast" på nått sätt :D
nilleforthewin
Fri 10 Dec 2010 00:48
Syftade mest på EjAnonym, men du verkade ju ha det rätt drygt också :D
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 10 Dec 2010 00:55
Rikard, ja har också flippat burgare åt folk, onyktert folk,, då jag jobbade natt på sibylla som ligger nära krogarna i motala. Jag hatade jobbet :D
Jag saknar julbelysning,jag och min fammilj slutade fira jul för 4 år sen, vi började åka utomlands istället. Jävligt gött de också, men man saknar endå julklappar, granen, julbord, raketer på nyår osv.
Blir väll inget sånt förens man själv skaffar barn :D
Och efter att ha kollat på "våra värsta år" med Al Bundy, så lär de ju aldrig bli nått giftermål eller barn för min del :D
De får Carolina helt enkelt leva med ! Om hon inte lyckas få mig att ändra mig tills dess.
Jag saknar julbelysning,jag och min fammilj slutade fira jul för 4 år sen, vi började åka utomlands istället. Jävligt gött de också, men man saknar endå julklappar, granen, julbord, raketer på nyår osv.
Blir väll inget sånt förens man själv skaffar barn :D
Och efter att ha kollat på "våra värsta år" med Al Bundy, så lär de ju aldrig bli nått giftermål eller barn för min del :D
De får Carolina helt enkelt leva med ! Om hon inte lyckas få mig att ändra mig tills dess.
thetebe
Fri 10 Dec 2010 10:57
EjAnonym, och ÄNDÅ så skrev du efter att ha laddat alla kommentarerna?
:D VÄLKOMMEN!
:D VÄLKOMMEN!
thetebe
Fri 10 Dec 2010 11:08
Vi måste hitta den magiska gränsen för hur mycket kommentarer en bild pallar på bdb.
@Fearium rensa bort alla andra utom den här vettja ;)
@Fearium rensa bort alla andra utom den här vettja ;)
Fearium
Fri 10 Dec 2010 13:13
ska när jag orkar...
blir nog efter helgen skulle jag tro, för imorrn o på söndag är jag lite upptagen ;)
blir nog efter helgen skulle jag tro, för imorrn o på söndag är jag lite upptagen ;)
Ng87
Fri 10 Dec 2010 13:15
Dagens tips: Sträck inte ut armen över en vattenkokare som är igång,djävulen vad det svider just nu.
Carrotti
Fri 10 Dec 2010 13:15
Jaja du har typ till nyår på dig :D
Dom sista bilderna var ju inte ens juliga :p
Dom sista bilderna var ju inte ens juliga :p
Carrotti
Fri 10 Dec 2010 13:24
*visa alla svar på denna kommentar* *klick*
*pling*
Ett skript på den här sidan kan vara upptaget, eller ha slutat att svara. Du kan stoppa skriptet nu, eller så kan du fortsätta för att se om skriptet slutförs.
Skript: http://images3.dayviews.com/p/static/bdb_js_165.js:97
:<
*pling*
Ett skript på den här sidan kan vara upptaget, eller ha slutat att svara. Du kan stoppa skriptet nu, eller så kan du fortsätta för att se om skriptet slutförs.
Skript: http://images3.dayviews.com/p/static/bdb_js_165.js:97
:<
Carrotti
Fri 10 Dec 2010 13:28
Första gången för mig ^^
Sen är typ senaste kommentarerna från oktober :D
Sen är typ senaste kommentarerna från oktober :D
Ng87
Fri 10 Dec 2010 13:40
Jag är man, jag har inte ont.
Jag är man,jag har inte ont.
Jag är man,jag har inte ont.
GAH
Jag är man,jag har inte ont.
Jag är man,jag har inte ont.
GAH
MadeByMe
Fri 10 Dec 2010 13:41
Är det du mig pokar om det.. så ska jag rätta dig.. har bara haft en bot ;)
Anonymous
Fri 10 Dec 2010 15:46
Superplus för långskrivningen Sandnigger :D <3
Idag har jag haft en rätt fin dag, hade klockan på 08.35 men vaknade 10.25 På det sättet så slapp jag göra allt jag hade tänkt.
Så istället fixade jag en ett par Bra koppar med Earlgrey Deluxe och till det ungsgrillade ciabatta med florasmör och en lite stakare ost på. Mums!
Sen ringde jag till farmor och farfar och sa att jag ville komma och plåta dom ( @veckansutmaning ) sagt och gjort, var där och bråkade med dom och drack te ut nya 24-70't. Fick kanske några bra. Valde att jobba helt med två blixtar med paraflaxen på.
Min idé är ganska mycket redigering på veckans porträtt. För att utmana mig åt det hållet också. Utöver blixtarna då.
Nu är det teveresearch. jag ska äntligen kliva ur heremit/wierdo-livet. Sen ska det monteras spottar över diskbänken. Fullt upp ba.
Och ger man sig in i tråden får man tråden tåla.
Idag har jag haft en rätt fin dag, hade klockan på 08.35 men vaknade 10.25 På det sättet så slapp jag göra allt jag hade tänkt.
Så istället fixade jag en ett par Bra koppar med Earlgrey Deluxe och till det ungsgrillade ciabatta med florasmör och en lite stakare ost på. Mums!
Sen ringde jag till farmor och farfar och sa att jag ville komma och plåta dom ( @veckansutmaning ) sagt och gjort, var där och bråkade med dom och drack te ut nya 24-70't. Fick kanske några bra. Valde att jobba helt med två blixtar med paraflaxen på.
Min idé är ganska mycket redigering på veckans porträtt. För att utmana mig åt det hållet också. Utöver blixtarna då.
Nu är det teveresearch. jag ska äntligen kliva ur heremit/wierdo-livet. Sen ska det monteras spottar över diskbänken. Fullt upp ba.
Och ger man sig in i tråden får man tråden tåla.
thetebe
Fri 10 Dec 2010 15:56
Vi kör en nu. Porträtt. Resultat presenteras söndag :)
kasta på en bavakning på den så ser du när den kommer upp :)
kasta på en bavakning på den så ser du när den kommer upp :)
LivingPixels
Fri 10 Dec 2010 16:08
Ska porträtten ha tagits nu under veckan? Tog ett härligt porträtt på min flickvän i lördags eller söndags nämligen ^^
thetebe
Fri 10 Dec 2010 16:19
Japp veckan är det som gäller :) Men visa gärna det du har om du inte tar ett nytt.
LivingPixels
Fri 10 Dec 2010 16:22
Ja, tänkte eftersom det bara skiljde en dag eller två ^^
Ganska basic då ljussättningen var 2st starka läslampor men ändå ^^
http://dayviews.com/livingpixels/479302439/
Ganska basic då ljussättningen var 2st starka läslampor men ändå ^^
http://dayviews.com/livingpixels/479302439/
Fearium
Fri 10 Dec 2010 16:35
alla förutom dom i denna tråden tog jag bort ;)
annars kan det hända när FF fuckar oxå, scriptfelgrejen verkar det som, då ser man bara några kommentarer från typ okt innan de nyaste :P
annars kan det hända när FF fuckar oxå, scriptfelgrejen verkar det som, då ser man bara några kommentarer från typ okt innan de nyaste :P
thetebe
Fri 10 Dec 2010 22:56
Dammit. Då blir det ytterligare en som skriver i den här jävla tråden.
Potatisodlarn
Fri 10 Dec 2010 23:01
Gissa vem som har haft ett 100 kommentar långt "NO YOU!"-krig om vem som är den bästa fotografen?
Potatisodlarn
Sun 12 Dec 2010 16:39
Skall vi satsa på 100 kommentarer/dag fram till Jul, @Carrotti, @Fearium @Madebyme, @Nilleforthewin, @Ng87 @Thetebe, @Tonilouisfoto, , @Wuusy?
Ng87
Sun 12 Dec 2010 19:37
Räknar Rockfoto som 0,5 då jag knappt tjänar några pengar på det, det gör jag ju på det andra.
LivingPixels
Sun 12 Dec 2010 19:51
There may be victory without cheese, but there's no cheese without victory!
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 12 Dec 2010 23:41
snart blire popcorn och "candi and mistress, first time"
Sen sova :)
nån som sett den? rekommenderades av min lärare.
Sen sova :)
nån som sett den? rekommenderades av min lärare.
Donizz
Mon 13 Dec 2010 18:25
Nu när det pratas spel så kan jag ju tillägga att jag gillar Minecraft. <3
Anonymous
Mon 13 Dec 2010 19:09
Mario Forever 5.0 ftw!!1!
( http://download.cnet.com/Super-Mario-Bros-3-Mario-Forever/3000-7433_4-10344976.html?tag=mncol;1 )
( http://download.cnet.com/Super-Mario-Bros-3-Mario-Forever/3000-7433_4-10344976.html?tag=mncol;1 )
Donizz
Mon 13 Dec 2010 19:29
potatis: känner folk äver 13 års gränsen som spelar't :d och dom är inte utvecklingstörda på något vis.
Anonymous
Mon 13 Dec 2010 19:33
Minecraft är faktiskt lite kul. Man kan slösa bort en hel eftermiddag på att skriva fula ord och rita kroppsdelar ;)
LivingPixels
Mon 13 Dec 2010 19:40
vi är flera i min klass som lirar på raster, grymt jäkla underhållande när man har LAN-server och utgår från en liten öde ö :)
nilleforthewin
Mon 13 Dec 2010 19:49
Minecraft är coolt om man inte kör med en massa kukar som bara förstör allt man bygger. Byggde ett träd så högt man kan bygga, tunnlar och trappor. Sen kommer någon med nå auto click och har sönder allt. (Provade på ett LAN för skoj skull)
Donizz
Mon 13 Dec 2010 20:33
Har bara kört själv än så länge :) en sak har jag lärt mig. Gräv inte uppåt från en grotta. För ovanför din grotta kan det finnas en sjö. Och då är det inte så roligt. ;);)
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 13 Dec 2010 23:14
Asså, om de inte finns till Nintendo 64 så är de inte värt att spela.
Zelda<3
Zelda<3
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 14 Dec 2010 10:41
Jag hade en exakt likadan ocarina som i spelet. Sen försvann den när vi flyttade.
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 14 Dec 2010 12:40
Sen medans vi chillar galet med era kvinnor på stranden med en liten brasa, så KANSKE ni får sitta i bakgrunden och spela :D
Potatisodlarn
Fri 17 Dec 2010 14:21
Raseriutbrott över familjens ovilja att skjutsa mig så jag kan hämta ut mina lugnande.
Ironi-win.
Ironi-win.
Potatisodlarn
Fri 17 Dec 2010 14:21
Raseriutbrott över familjens ovilja att skjutsa mig så jag kan hämta ut mina lugnande.
Ironi-win.
Ironi-win.
thetebe
Fri 17 Dec 2010 14:23
Tjeeeeeeeeeeennareeeeeeeeee!
Mitt bdb gick segt nu när jag försökte få upp svarsrutan :D
Mitt bdb gick segt nu när jag försökte få upp svarsrutan :D
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 17 Dec 2010 14:26
Diska? Ska inte du behöva göra nicky. Hitta en kvinna som kan görat åt dig!
Kalle, why not take the bike? :D
Kalle, why not take the bike? :D
Ng87
Fri 17 Dec 2010 14:27
Undrar om vi närmar oss gränsen för total kollaps snart, gällande max antal kommentarer / bild
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 17 Dec 2010 14:30
yEH, de går assegt för mig ovkså. ag ser inte vad jag har skrivit förrens 1 minuut efter att jag skrivit de.
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 17 Dec 2010 14:31
och s tar de ett år för att gp tillbaks o sudda. Så lev med felstavningasr.<3
Fearium
Fri 17 Dec 2010 16:51
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thetebe
Fri 17 Dec 2010 17:41
http://dayviews.com/antisen/480055647/
Läs kommentaren längst ner. Vi har ett nytt ställe om det behövs. Men då borde vi vara flera från noll. :D
Läs kommentaren längst ner. Vi har ett nytt ställe om det behövs. Men då borde vi vara flera från noll. :D
Donizz
Fri 17 Dec 2010 17:50
Occh. vi måste han en inledning. En ordentlig sådan också. Thetebe. You had to made it.
thetebe
Fri 17 Dec 2010 18:39
Emma, om du vill veta vad den handlar om så kan du klicka på "visa alla kommentarer" och läsa upp dig.
Fearium
Fri 17 Dec 2010 18:39
YES! :D
*sjunger glatt på: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rY0WxgSXdEE*
*sjunger glatt på: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rY0WxgSXdEE*
Fearium
Fri 17 Dec 2010 18:44
fast jag är nog den enda som verkligen gått tillbaka typ 1000 svar och läst allt ^^
Donizz
Fri 17 Dec 2010 19:09
När jag trycker visa alla. Så vill min Mozilla räv ändå inte göra det. Tokigt.
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 17 Dec 2010 19:19
Haha Nej stackars emma!
Bjöd ni in henne endå? :D
DENHÄR TRÅDEN KOMMER BLI DIN DÖD.
Bjöd ni in henne endå? :D
DENHÄR TRÅDEN KOMMER BLI DIN DÖD.
MadeByMe
Sat 18 Dec 2010 06:39
HAHA! ;D Nää, nu har jag ätit frukost, nu ska jag åka och jobba på mitt andra jobb..
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 18 Dec 2010 13:40
Jag fattar typ lite xD Men dator lagggade som bara den när jag tog visa alla komentarer :d Hur många komentarer vill ni nå? :)
Fearium
Sat 18 Dec 2010 13:42
hehe, du är inte ensam, jag får nästan alltid upp att nåt script har failat :)
vi vill nå MASSOR! ;)
vi vill nå MASSOR! ;)
Donizz
Sat 18 Dec 2010 13:43
Drömde mardrömmar om Irlands president Brian Cowen. Riktigt läskigt faktiskt.
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 18 Dec 2010 13:47
Jag tyckte precis att jag såg en apa! eller vänta lite... det var bara min syster som sprang förbi.. :)
Carrotti
Sat 18 Dec 2010 14:53
*asg* :
Hej alla barn nu blir det barnprogram, titta nu vad farbror muhammed tar fram... Rörbomb och koranen och nu ska vi höra, vad man med rörbomb och koranen kan göra.. Rabbla i boken och spräng dig till flis, så har du fixat ditt paradis!
Hej alla barn nu blir det barnprogram, titta nu vad farbror muhammed tar fram... Rörbomb och koranen och nu ska vi höra, vad man med rörbomb och koranen kan göra.. Rabbla i boken och spräng dig till flis, så har du fixat ditt paradis!
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 18 Dec 2010 15:48
hahahahaha!, det var en gång två sandkorn som vandrade ute i öknen, plötsligt sa den ena:ey! Vi är omringade!
Ng87
Sat 18 Dec 2010 18:09
Hoppar ju inte på tråden hos @antisen, det är ett som är säkert. Denna räcker gott och väl.
Donizz
Sat 18 Dec 2010 18:16
Han är för smart.
Eller så gör vi såhär. Alla bombar honom med @antisen @antisen hela tiden i varje inlägg. Och för att få oss att sluta måste han skriva här. EVIL o.O
Eller så gör vi såhär. Alla bombar honom med @antisen @antisen hela tiden i varje inlägg. Och för att få oss att sluta måste han skriva här. EVIL o.O
Carrotti
Sat 18 Dec 2010 18:47
Den här "tråden" var mest mysig förut... Nu känns det mest som den till för att jävlas med folk :D
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 18 Dec 2010 19:01
Denhär tråden va aldrig mysig, kommer aldrig vara.
Den är förskräklig.
Den är förskräklig.
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 18 Dec 2010 19:07
Man står inte ut. Denhär tråden är den enda anledningen till att ja super skallen av mig varje lördag. inkl. Denna lördag.
Utgång om 1 timme, Baii All!
Wish me luck with the Boys!
Utgång om 1 timme, Baii All!
Wish me luck with the Boys!
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 18 Dec 2010 22:44
Att vara fast i denna förbannelsen bara under en dag.... omg.... hur har ni överlevt sen i april?!?!?!?! omg imdead... :) :) :) :) : ) :) :) banener är goda btw..:=)
thetebe
Sat 18 Dec 2010 22:51
Grymt. Då förväntar vi oss High Octane-kommenterande :D
Och vi varnade dig. Eller vissa av oss. :D
Och vi varnade dig. Eller vissa av oss. :D
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 18 Dec 2010 23:24
neaahh... jag får kylla mig själv helt enkelt ^^ vda gör alla som käser denna tråd?? _D och du thetebe det blir hyper här kväll...:)
Carrotti
Sat 18 Dec 2010 23:41
Tänkte bara på den vackra stavningen :)
Så det håller i sig så länge, alltså?
Så det håller i sig så länge, alltså?
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 18 Dec 2010 23:46
jaja klart :D jag vet... jag har ju mvg is sveeennskkaahh kan vi väl säga :D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D:D::D
nilleforthewin
Sun 19 Dec 2010 16:07
Tänker fan inte fastna i den nya någon (tyckte det var Antisen) startade!
Anonymous
Sun 19 Dec 2010 16:15
Verkar som den nya betaversionen inte pallar med alla kommentarer längre. This is a sad moment. :/
thetebe
Sun 19 Dec 2010 16:26
Det är korrekt. Den tvärdör.
Det innebär att tråden kommer dö om vi inte uppmärksammar det!
Det innebär att tråden kommer dö om vi inte uppmärksammar det!
thetebe
Sun 19 Dec 2010 16:29
Alltså, jag kanske inte är den som bjuder in nytt folk, men i'd be dammed om den ska dö om jag kan rädda den!
nilleforthewin
Sun 19 Dec 2010 16:30
Eller jag vet inte ens längre, it's all upside down. Kan passa på och spamma lite.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 19 Dec 2010 16:58
Nooo tråder får inte dö! o,o jag kan alltid försöka lura med mig min kompis in i den....>::)
nilleforthewin
Sun 19 Dec 2010 17:26
Lura in vänner i ett konstant helvete for the luls, det är bra :- )
Fearium
Mon 20 Dec 2010 00:55
wtf? om inte betan klarar det så blir jag riktigt ledsen... se till att beta-rapportera asap! :D
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 21 Dec 2010 09:32
VI SKA KLARA DETTA :D:D:D:D:D:D::D mina kompåisar har damp.:.. o.o DE HAR INGET LIV HAR SOVIT I 2 TIMMAR INATT!!!!!!!!!
nilleforthewin
Tue 21 Dec 2010 15:57
Jag har en extremt farligt virus som kallas "förkylning". Jag har aldrig varit lyckligare! Två jular i rad <3
nilleforthewin
Tue 21 Dec 2010 16:03
Åh, fan vad skönt det vore! Längtar så mycket till nästa jul nu bara för det. Skippa allt med den här julen, jag vill vara förkyld i framtiden :- )
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 21 Dec 2010 22:17
Undra ifall det finns någon gräns... Varför inte bara fråga 118 800? :D
Potatisodlarn
Tue 21 Dec 2010 22:35
Inte 118 800, förfan.
Jag märker att jag kommer hata dig om du kommer såna dumma förslag.
Det enda rätta är 118 118
Jag märker att jag kommer hata dig om du kommer såna dumma förslag.
Det enda rätta är 118 118
Potatisodlarn
Tue 21 Dec 2010 23:30
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nilleforthewin
Thu 23 Dec 2010 15:35
Ändrar alla mina önskningar till julen till att det här ska dö ut, eller att Bilddagboken släpper en funktion så man kan gå ur det själv
MadeByMe
Thu 23 Dec 2010 15:37
Nille.. säg inte så, jag blir ledsen i ögat då. sårar mig djupt när du säger så :(
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 23 Dec 2010 16:19
precis o.o men det är ju bara tills att dissa tråden om man inte vill vara med.... :P
Donizz
Thu 23 Dec 2010 16:21
Eller radera alla sina inlägg i tråden. funkar det?
Nej Emma det är inte bara och skita i den. du måste ändå stå ut med den blinkande kommentarsknappen!
Nej Emma det är inte bara och skita i den. du måste ändå stå ut med den blinkande kommentarsknappen!
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 23 Dec 2010 20:17
Ahh... men jag överlever :DMen vi ska ju inte sluta komentera baraa för det ? :D katt åt glödlampa. lös i magen.. :D
thetebe
Thu 23 Dec 2010 20:27
[X] Vardagsrum
[Xish] Kök
[X] Sovrum.
[_] Saker till källarn
[_] Dammsuga studion
[_] Svabba hallen
[_] Svabba studion
[_] Te!
[Xish] Kök
[X] Sovrum.
[_] Saker till källarn
[_] Dammsuga studion
[_] Svabba hallen
[_] Svabba studion
[_] Te!
Carrotti
Fri 24 Dec 2010 11:02
"I brought no christmas gifts this year, and i slept with you brother"
*sjunger*
*sjunger*
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 24 Dec 2010 14:01
TACK FÖR ATT NI HAR GJORT TIDEN PÅ BDB SÄMRE ÄN NÅNSIN MED DENHÄR JÄVLA TRÅDEN!<3
JAG ÖNSKAR ER ALLA EN ASBRA JUL OCH ETT HELVETE TILL NYÅR!
HOPPAS NÅN AV ER BLIR TRÄFFAD AV EN RAKET RÄTT I ANUS OCH RINGMUSKELN LÄGGER AV FÖR ALLTID.
*BAJS ÖVERALLT* :*
TORBJÖRN, TA HAND OM KVINNORNA MEDANS JAG ÄR BORTA!
LÅT INTE OSKAR SNO ALLIHOPA. HAN KAN FÅ NÅGRA STYCKEN I JULKLAPP.
SÅ TAR JAG HAND OM "KVINNORNA" I THAILAND.
JAG ÖNSKAR ER ALLA EN ASBRA JUL OCH ETT HELVETE TILL NYÅR!
HOPPAS NÅN AV ER BLIR TRÄFFAD AV EN RAKET RÄTT I ANUS OCH RINGMUSKELN LÄGGER AV FÖR ALLTID.
*BAJS ÖVERALLT* :*
TORBJÖRN, TA HAND OM KVINNORNA MEDANS JAG ÄR BORTA!
LÅT INTE OSKAR SNO ALLIHOPA. HAN KAN FÅ NÅGRA STYCKEN I JULKLAPP.
SÅ TAR JAG HAND OM "KVINNORNA" I THAILAND.
MadeByMe
Fri 24 Dec 2010 15:58
AAaaaw! Snäll du är att du tilldelar mig några kvinnor! Det behöver jag! :D
Fearium
Sat 25 Dec 2010 21:58
fyll och mätt fifan
Iväg på vimmelfoto på deluxe och Oléo om ca 1 timme :P woho!
Iväg på vimmelfoto på deluxe och Oléo om ca 1 timme :P woho!
Potatisodlarn
Sun 26 Dec 2010 14:14
GLHF med den!
Då kunde ju ha fått min.
typ
75.000 exponeringar och lite lätt misshandlad... med kärlek förstås.
Då kunde ju ha fått min.
typ
75.000 exponeringar och lite lätt misshandlad... med kärlek förstås.
thetebe
Sun 26 Dec 2010 14:22
Hur gammal, hur mycket körd?
Den gick för runt 4500:- ny på CyberPhoto - eller där omkring.
Så tusen spänn av, då lär den vara i toppskick tänker jag.
Den gick för runt 4500:- ny på CyberPhoto - eller där omkring.
Så tusen spänn av, då lär den vara i toppskick tänker jag.
Potatisodlarn
Sun 26 Dec 2010 14:27
Lätt krossad.
Bara lite sprickor i spindelvävsform över hel grejjen.
greppet på högersidan är helt blankslitet.
1500kr för den och ett 4GB sd-kort!
Bara lite sprickor i spindelvävsform över hel grejjen.
greppet på högersidan är helt blankslitet.
1500kr för den och ett 4GB sd-kort!
Donizz
Sun 26 Dec 2010 15:10
Den hade inga invändiga fel. Inga repor. Har alltid haft uv lins på.
Ingår check and clean i tre år. 1 år gammal. sparsamt använd.
Ingår check and clean i tre år. 1 år gammal. sparsamt använd.
thetebe
Sun 26 Dec 2010 16:08
Kommer den med 18-55?
En del försöker sälja bara hus för 3200:- såg jag.
3500:- skulle jag säga är maxgräns.
Försök få ner den till 3k. :)
En del försöker sälja bara hus för 3200:- såg jag.
3500:- skulle jag säga är maxgräns.
Försök få ner den till 3k. :)
Joacime
Mon 27 Dec 2010 11:48
"Åh, ett nytt svar på en kommentar!!..*klicka och kolla* nej de va ju bara den där j-a tråden.."
thetebe
Mon 27 Dec 2010 11:58
Jag har på något sätt accepterat den.
Jag är lite som en legosoldat. Jag ser bara svart-å så svart-humor i det nu.
Jag är lite som en legosoldat. Jag ser bara svart-å så svart-humor i det nu.
Carrotti
Mon 27 Dec 2010 11:59
När man väl lägger upp massa bilder, så försvinner bevakarna en efter en... Suger jag så hårt eller? :D
Ng87
Mon 27 Dec 2010 12:02
Tebe: Lite så :D
Carro: Haha, samma här. Får oftast mer bevakare när jag inte lägger upp bilder så ofta.
Carro: Haha, samma här. Får oftast mer bevakare när jag inte lägger upp bilder så ofta.
thetebe
Mon 27 Dec 2010 12:03
Det är därför jag sällan har mer än en bild per dag.
Folk orkarnte.
Vi är alla one-hit-wonders.
Folk orkarnte.
Vi är alla one-hit-wonders.
Carrotti
Mon 27 Dec 2010 12:11
Kanske är för att folk glömmer bort en när man inte lägger upp nåt.. Sen när man gör det blir det "Just det, den där jäveln måste jag ta bort"
Carrotti
Mon 27 Dec 2010 12:20
CP-dimma det är ute nu då... Önskar att jag inte var så nyvaken, så jag orkade ta en sväng med kameran :p
Fearium
Mon 27 Dec 2010 21:14
samma här på vägen till jobbet idag.. rimfrost och isdimma typ ^^
kunde dödat för att haft tid med att ta med kameran :)
kunde dödat för att haft tid med att ta med kameran :)
thetebe
Mon 27 Dec 2010 21:56
..... :)
....Inte för att vara den som är den, men...
..vad sägs om att åka lite tidigare och ha tid att plåta?
....Inte för att vara den som är den, men...
..vad sägs om att åka lite tidigare och ha tid att plåta?
Donizz
Mon 27 Dec 2010 21:57
+1
Förutom att man oftast kommer på det fina vädret när man redan stuckit. Så är det för mig i alla fall ;)
Förutom att man oftast kommer på det fina vädret när man redan stuckit. Så är det för mig i alla fall ;)
Fearium
Mon 27 Dec 2010 21:58
tid? jag fick gå hela vägen till jobbet för att jag inte hittade min förbannade cykelnyckel.. tid var en av dom sakerna jag verkligen inte hade då ;)
Fearium
Tue 28 Dec 2010 20:11
statusuppdatering:
@Carrotti står just nu i Mjölby för byte av tåg till X2000 som ska ta henne till Alvesta. Avgår enligt tid om ca 5 min. :)
@Carrotti står just nu i Mjölby för byte av tåg till X2000 som ska ta henne till Alvesta. Avgår enligt tid om ca 5 min. :)
Fearium
Tue 28 Dec 2010 20:40
damn you @Ng87... ser ut som du kommer få din glädje ;)
avgick EJ från mjölby enligt beräknat. ny tid just nu är 20:50 ist för 20.15
avgick EJ från mjölby enligt beräknat. ny tid just nu är 20:50 ist för 20.15
Fearium
Tue 28 Dec 2010 21:29
yep, går att följa på SJ ;)
tåg nr 545 http://www.sj.se/sj/jsp/polopoly.jsp?d=4597&l=sv
tåg nr 545 http://www.sj.se/sj/jsp/polopoly.jsp?d=4597&l=sv
nilleforthewin
Wed 29 Dec 2010 02:50
I hate you guys, seriously. Det tar utan att överdriva flera minuter att försöka läsa andras kommentarer pga den här :0 (Kass laptop atm)
thetebe
Wed 29 Dec 2010 03:21
Haha YES!
Inge tjurande på plan här inte. Du MÅSTE ju inte kolla tråden :P
Inge tjurande på plan här inte. Du MÅSTE ju inte kolla tråden :P
nilleforthewin
Wed 29 Dec 2010 03:41
Jo, eftersom den Alltid visas i senaste kommentarer och så gott som kraschar Chrome varje gång :- ) Svårt att gå förbi den då det oftast hänger sig flera gånger!
thetebe
Wed 29 Dec 2010 11:48
Jag har chrome, och även om det tog över minuten att öppna, så crashade inte min senast :)
Ng87
Wed 29 Dec 2010 11:54
Det är när man kollar den här tråden man är glad att man just nu sitter på en Mac pro med 10 gig ram och köttarprocessor.
nilleforthewin
Wed 29 Dec 2010 13:00
Det kan jag tänka mig :- ) Sitter på laptopen som jag fått av skolan. Den är inte mycket att skryta över! Hårddisken kraschade i min stationära så jag tar det jag har..
Ng87
Wed 29 Dec 2010 13:12
Är ju egentligen PC-användare, men OSX är rätt trevligt.
Men för i helvete, trycker enter på en fil så vill jag öppna den, inte byta namn på den *rage*
Men för i helvete, trycker enter på en fil så vill jag öppna den, inte byta namn på den *rage*
ToKgRiSeN
Wed 29 Dec 2010 20:34
NI HAR INGET LIC 83 KOMENTEREEEEEEER xD hahahahahahahaahaahahahahahahahahahahaha hiur bjuder man in folk i tråden ? :) :)
Donizz
Thu 30 Dec 2010 08:43
Har inhandlat en D3000 för 3200 kr. Den hade två månaders garanti kvar. Men han hittade inte sin "halsrem".
Men jag är nöjd! :)
Men jag är nöjd! :)
Anonymous
Thu 30 Dec 2010 08:55
Någon gång ska vara debuten, har stört mig länge nog på denhär tråden nu :D
Anonymous
Thu 30 Dec 2010 08:56
måste fan ta och införskaffa en sån nån dag, är väldigt sugen... tycker dock att 600kr hos cyberf är lite väl dyrt för en kamerarem, finns det kanske specialpris någonstans? :>
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 30 Dec 2010 11:01
det skulle inte vara lic, utan LIV! x) jag var lite övertrött..... :) jajaja..... jag har kommit på en sak: när man är deperimerad så är det bra att ta kort som uttrycker sina känslor :)
Donizz
Thu 30 Dec 2010 11:11
@thetebe och alla andra som var med från början. Vem är personen som har tagit bort sin bilddagbok och ny syns som anonym?
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 30 Dec 2010 11:14
hur bjuder man in folk i tråden ? :D jag vill bjuda in en av mina kompisar... den personen kommer få damp!! _D
Ng87
Thu 30 Dec 2010 11:22
Wezzli: "Fotograf, sidledesåkare och allmänt jävla skadad"
Emma: Skriv användarnamnet med ett @ framför, så kommer dom att få ett PM om att dom nämts här. Men dom måste skriva här själva för att fastna.
Emma: Skriv användarnamnet med ett @ framför, så kommer dom att få ett PM om att dom nämts här. Men dom måste skriva här själva för att fastna.
Ng87
Thu 30 Dec 2010 11:29
Han har även gett upphov till årets bästa citat: "Det är ju klart man måste vinjettera skiten ur bilderna för att göra dom intressanta."
thetebe
Thu 30 Dec 2010 12:25
Haha Wuuzy gillrade en fälla!
Jag kollar oftast PM innan andra saker, och när man ser "...skrev något om dig i en bildtext" så klickar man. Sen när det tog minuten att öppna så visste jag vart jag var. :D <3
Jag kollar oftast PM innan andra saker, och när man ser "...skrev något om dig i en bildtext" så klickar man. Sen när det tog minuten att öppna så visste jag vart jag var. :D <3
Ng87
Thu 30 Dec 2010 17:26
Ja, samma sak för mig för några dagar sedan, NÄR JAG KOLLADE FRÅN MOBILEN !!!
Potatisodlarn
Thu 30 Dec 2010 18:25
Jag vet inte hur det var för Niklas.
Men om inte proccessen android slutar funka, så lär man få scrolla fingret av sig för att komma ner till de senaste kommentarerna.
Men om inte proccessen android slutar funka, så lär man få scrolla fingret av sig för att komma ner till de senaste kommentarerna.
Carrotti
Thu 30 Dec 2010 18:34
Tycker det är jobbigt att scrolla igenom allt med en mus, så skulle inte vilja testa med telefon :D
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 30 Dec 2010 19:03
jag funderar på att läsa alla komentarer, in vet... bara för att man är uttråkad?:)
MadeByMe
Thu 30 Dec 2010 23:27
har man stor skärm på mobilen som jag så tar det inte så långtid.. men har man X10 mini som Fearium har så lär det ta evigheter!!! :D
Ng87
Fri 31 Dec 2010 11:19
Orkar man vänta på att det ska laddas så får man scrolla i några minuter, själv tvångsavslutade jag webläsaren.
Fearium
Fri 31 Dec 2010 12:23
min laddar väldigt fort, men som sagt va, scrolla är ett livsprojekt :P
Fearium
Fri 31 Dec 2010 12:25
Jag hörde btw att man skulle säga nåt i stil med gott mitt vår idag :)
Ng87
Fri 31 Dec 2010 12:34
Samma här typ, flickvännen är sjuk så jag sympatistannar hemma.
Får bli lite mat och dricka.
Får bli lite mat och dricka.
MadeByMe
Fri 31 Dec 2010 15:52
Jag har ett bra erbjudande, 10kr tar jag för ett ligg. annars är det 100kr!
MadeByMe
Fri 31 Dec 2010 15:54
menade er andra.. Pixel, Fearium, thebebe ng, Toni, potatisen m.m... :P
ToKgRiSeN
Fri 31 Dec 2010 15:59
hahahahahahahaha! det är nog inte så bra att bjuda in en 14 åring in i tråden :D
Joacime
Fri 31 Dec 2010 17:21
Testa att kolla denna tråd i androidappen Bdb Droid. >.< Hade suttit i scrollat i typ 5min och hade några sekunder kvar till slutet när sidan uppdaterade och jag hamnade längst upp. Hatar den här tråden <3
Donizz
Fri 31 Dec 2010 18:20
Välkommen Inuce! :D
Åhusch!Hade fått panik om ormar susade runt i lägenheten! Du gillar ormar va? :)
Själv är man allmänt trött på en moderats skryt om sitt nyårsfirande.
Åhusch!Hade fått panik om ormar susade runt i lägenheten! Du gillar ormar va? :)
Själv är man allmänt trött på en moderats skryt om sitt nyårsfirande.
Inuce
Fri 31 Dec 2010 18:22
Jag är inte ny ;) Men mina kommentarer har blivit raderade innan tror jag!
Ormar är aweseom! :D
Ormar är aweseom! :D
Donizz
Fri 31 Dec 2010 18:29
Okaj!
Jag tycker ormar är sjukt obehagliga, men kan nog tänka mig att det är bättre om man vet lite mer om dom och så.
Jag tycker ormar är sjukt obehagliga, men kan nog tänka mig att det är bättre om man vet lite mer om dom och så.
thetebe
Sat 1 Jan 2011 04:27
Haha vilken hitfaktor!
Jag är vaken, nyss hemkommen från kalas minsann. Nu sova. Gnatt..
ps. @DagensTrisslott ftw!
Jag är vaken, nyss hemkommen från kalas minsann. Nu sova. Gnatt..
ps. @DagensTrisslott ftw!
EsmatChaa
Sat 1 Jan 2011 12:15
Det är ditt fel @Wuusy att min dator nästan dör varje gång jag ska kolla kommentarena haha, men det är trevligt att läsa ^^
EsmatChaa
Sat 1 Jan 2011 13:35
haha den kommer snarare att förstöra min dator, sakta men säkert.. ;) haha
Donizz
Sat 1 Jan 2011 15:01
Jag var vaken. Zappade över till Jurassic. För trött för att kolla. Pratade med folk. Somnade vid nio. Vaknade nu.
Gott nytt år!!
Gott nytt år!!
Ng87
Sat 1 Jan 2011 15:37
Att det skulle bli såhär långdraget, hade jag inte anat när man planerade aktionen.
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 1 Jan 2011 18:26
Jag tycker att vi ska sätta ett stopp för denna tråden vid 3000 komentarer? Såstartar ni en ny tråd ch kollar om ni kan slå deta rekordet för alla detta kontarer? :D GUINNERS REKORDBOK NÄSTA!
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 1 Jan 2011 20:18
okej, ni kanske är väldigt trötta på denna tråden... dfr ska man skapa en ny D hahahaha X)
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 1 Jan 2011 23:06
ha-ha! vad sa de två¨grodorna till varandra? hoppar du hoppar jag ;)))) hahaah! uttråkad
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 2 Jan 2011 12:50
Jaaa idag ska jag till alljungen :D:D: /känner mig som ett barn igen :`) ) Btw, haha 2010 is soo last year! ;)
Donizz
Mon 3 Jan 2011 11:52
Man får ju testa den nya designen nu. Jag tycker att den är lite rörig. Och den passar inte alls bra med min skärm. Siimii ligger utanför så man ser bara ett hörn.
Och den känns allmänt rörig. Hoppas den blir mycket "cleanare".
Gillar dock att bilderna visas större.
Och den känns allmänt rörig. Hoppas den blir mycket "cleanare".
Gillar dock att bilderna visas större.
Potatisodlarn
Mon 3 Jan 2011 14:47
Nicky: Ser bara till att jag gör mig förstådd.
Wuusy: Kan vara så att designen är anpassad för större skärmar.
Jag sitter på 1920X1080 och bdb utnyttjar typ en tredjedel av skärmen.
Wuusy: Kan vara så att designen är anpassad för större skärmar.
Jag sitter på 1920X1080 och bdb utnyttjar typ en tredjedel av skärmen.
thetebe
Mon 3 Jan 2011 16:37
Jo, men bara om man faktsitskt har webläsaren över hela bredden (höjden om man är ett sär).
LivingPixels
Mon 3 Jan 2011 19:28
usch 16:9 är ju vidrigt, nä ge mig 2560x1600. Fast just nu är jag ganska nöjd med 2x 1680x1050
ToKgRiSeN
Wed 5 Jan 2011 01:40
Jag blir snart deperimerad... OCH thetebe borde inte du sova just nu? :D
thetebe
Wed 5 Jan 2011 01:41
Jodå. Jag ska tom och snacka om en anställning imorgon så jag borde.
Men sen vill jag vara astrött imorgon så jag kan sova tidigt för på Torsdag ska jag till Arlanda tidigt för att hämta upp min nya hund!
Men sen vill jag vara astrött imorgon så jag kan sova tidigt för på Torsdag ska jag till Arlanda tidigt för att hämta upp min nya hund!
ToKgRiSeN
Wed 5 Jan 2011 01:46
Nawww Vad är det för hund? :D jag vill ha en hund, ÄLSKAR DOM men .. sen kom min syster och.. HON TÅLDE DOM INTE! (broken hearted)
Donizz
Wed 5 Jan 2011 13:51
Jag är seg.
Nejmen. back to camera.
Nikon D3000 har kommit. Den är fein. Väldigt fein. Den känns som ny. Är nöjd. Drar nog ut och fotar. ciaaaaaaao.
Nejmen. back to camera.
Nikon D3000 har kommit. Den är fein. Väldigt fein. Den känns som ny. Är nöjd. Drar nog ut och fotar. ciaaaaaaao.
Donizz
Wed 5 Jan 2011 19:34
Okej. Nu behöver jag hjälp från er.
Testade att fota lite med nya kameran idag i både raw och jpeg. Nu vill jag dock kunna hantera raw bilderna i datorn, Och vad jag har förstått så lär jag ha camera raw.
Försökte ladda ner. Det gick fågeldåligt.
Någon som har nedladdningslänk till camera raw och photoshop cs5?
@thetebe
@potatisodlarn
@ALLA ANDRA.
Testade att fota lite med nya kameran idag i både raw och jpeg. Nu vill jag dock kunna hantera raw bilderna i datorn, Och vad jag har förstått så lär jag ha camera raw.
Försökte ladda ner. Det gick fågeldåligt.
Någon som har nedladdningslänk till camera raw och photoshop cs5?
@thetebe
@potatisodlarn
@ALLA ANDRA.
thetebe
Wed 5 Jan 2011 19:38
Jag kör med ett program som jag tycker är skitbra (men jag har inte testat LightRoom och inte testat CameraRaw speciellt mycket)
Det heter Capture One. Rockar du PC och Torrenter så kan du ta ner den här:
http://thepiratebay.org/torrent/4694986
Det är inte den nyaste, men den har en nollställare för testräknaren så man kan testa för evigt. :)
Det heter Capture One. Rockar du PC och Torrenter så kan du ta ner den här:
http://thepiratebay.org/torrent/4694986
Det är inte den nyaste, men den har en nollställare för testräknaren så man kan testa för evigt. :)
thetebe
Wed 5 Jan 2011 19:43
Haha hon måste ju in och hitta vart fasen det står om henne innan dess, så om hon har tur så crashar datorn innan hon hinner skriva.
Donizz
Wed 5 Jan 2011 19:45
Tebe. Thanx :) ska testa.
Fearium. Jo. Har hört om det men aldrig förstått vad det är! *ironi*
Nejmen är så jävla trött och orkar inte ladda ner något som inte funkar och hålla på och krångla!
Fearium. Jo. Har hört om det men aldrig förstått vad det är! *ironi*
Nejmen är så jävla trött och orkar inte ladda ner något som inte funkar och hålla på och krångla!
thetebe
Wed 5 Jan 2011 19:47
*Svär*
Wuuzy: Kicka ett PM så ska jag hjälpa dig ställa in saker och så där.
Wuuzy: Kicka ett PM så ska jag hjälpa dig ställa in saker och så där.
Donizz
Wed 5 Jan 2011 19:49
Fundrar på att tanka ner CS5 då det känns som mitt gimp saknar en del funktioner gentemot photoshop... ^^
Fearium
Wed 5 Jan 2011 19:50
Lura inte på grabben massa skit nu ;) är han bekant med PS så ska han ju köra med ACR ;)
Ng87
Thu 6 Jan 2011 14:11
Lilla Lovis nya, sjukt bra.
Dom andra två: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8NFaeP_LKA och http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECJ_XUC4vQk
Dom andra två: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A8NFaeP_LKA och http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ECJ_XUC4vQk
Donizz
Thu 6 Jan 2011 14:34
Okej. Photoshop cs4 nedladdat. Bridge. Saknar camera raw. Hittar bara några fucking updates på google. DET FUNKAR INTE......
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Fearium
Thu 6 Jan 2011 15:03
precis, om du ska ta hem nåt, varför valde du inte CS5?
Speciellt när det är ACR du är ute efter, tror bara dom senaste versionerna funkar till just CS5
Speciellt när det är ACR du är ute efter, tror bara dom senaste versionerna funkar till just CS5
Donizz
Thu 6 Jan 2011 15:09
Svår fråga. Borde tankat ner cs5. Var trött. Varm och lätt irriterad.
Förlåt för Pms kommentar tidigare. Ska skärpa mig. Positivt tänkande.
Förlåt för Pms kommentar tidigare. Ska skärpa mig. Positivt tänkande.
Donizz
Thu 6 Jan 2011 15:19
Datorn är allmänt dålig och seg. Men lite får man offra sig. Det gick i en bekväm hastighet med cs4 i alla fall. ^^
Ng87
Thu 6 Jan 2011 15:24
Min burk är 4,5 år gammal eller vad det är. Kan lagga lite i acr och kör man tyngre manövrar a´la content aware fill känns det ibland som att åka skidor i sirap, men för det mesta flyter det på helt okej.
Donizz
Thu 6 Jan 2011 15:26
Inget fel med att åka skidor i sirap. Man kan ju alltid stanna och slicka lite.
Potatisodlarn
Thu 6 Jan 2011 22:51
Jag glömde bort contexten av Nickys post. Och undrade varför han pratade om burkar, sirap och ACR.
LivingPixels
Thu 6 Jan 2011 23:28
fy, bdb-betan laddar den här sidan på tok för fort... vi får ligga i lite om vi ska krascha den har jag en känsla av!
EsmatChaa
Fri 7 Jan 2011 00:11
Gah, min dator börjar protestera på bara tanken av att kolla kommentarerna :)
MadeByMe
Fri 7 Jan 2011 10:08
Lightspeed: Vi har faktiskt ingen koll på det. Det var några lite yngre för ett tag sen som kom upp i närmare 1000 i alla fall, så detta är det högsta jag känner till. 2549. Krejsi!
Ng87
Fri 7 Jan 2011 10:17
Haha, har Lightspeed fastnat här nu också?
Undrar hur lång tid det tar innan han tröttnar och trycker på delete :D
Undrar hur lång tid det tar innan han tröttnar och trycker på delete :D
Ng87
Fri 7 Jan 2011 10:24
Ah, tänkte bara att du nämnde honom men jag ville inte klicka upp alla kommentarer för att kolla :D
LivingPixels
Fri 7 Jan 2011 11:47
Vi borde försöka hitta fler att terrorisera, spela roll om de deltar i diskusionen eller inte, bara vi får döda deras webbläsare ;)
thetebe
Fri 7 Jan 2011 12:35
Det är bra om dom kommer in. Då kan dom verkligen undersöka bdb när den går som tyngst
.
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Donizz
Fri 7 Jan 2011 13:13
Funderar på Andree123 . Fast vet inte riktigt om han har sinne för humor.
ToKgRiSeN
Fri 7 Jan 2011 14:55
Nu i några dagar har jag sett hur den lilla irriterande svarpåkomentarsknappen blinkar ilsket på att jag ska klicka in och kolla alla komentarerna... Jag har sett hur ifrån 11 komentarer till 50 komentarer bara höjs hela tiden, och nu fick jag nog! varför bjöds jag in i denna laggiga stora tråd som bara irriterar mig 24/7, .... o.- tix! .... >.< btw.... två bagare en smet ^^ höhö...
ToKgRiSeN
Fri 7 Jan 2011 15:03
ja men tror du han orkar sitta och bläddra igen alla komentarer och ta bort alla mina? det tror inte jag :X) btw, så gör man aldrig snälla tjänster för tjejer nu för tiden... KÖNSDISKRIMINERING ! .o btw, ngn som kan tips om ngn bra prisvärd systemkamera? Fyller snart år så jah... ^^
Donizz
Fri 7 Jan 2011 15:15
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Donizz
Fri 7 Jan 2011 15:18
Om ni är tekniska kan ni ju kopiera och klistra in. Men glöm inte att stänga korken på limstiftet. ^^
Fearium
Fri 7 Jan 2011 15:26
här tas det inte bort nånting! ;)
och @TuffasteEmma, du blev varnad mer än en gång, men skrev ändå ;)
och @TuffasteEmma, du blev varnad mer än en gång, men skrev ändå ;)
Fearium
Fri 7 Jan 2011 16:59
Temat var lite klurigt denna årstid.. inte direkt nån uppsjö av blommor nu ;)
ToKgRiSeN
Fri 7 Jan 2011 18:30
Mhmmmm... JAG KOMMER DÖ! jag upprepar... KÖNSDISKRIMINERING! ifall jag vore en kille så hade ni hjälpt mig..men nääääh! Neahh... xD
Fearium
Fri 7 Jan 2011 18:34
hm.. fråga alla andra killar här om dom får nån hjälp?
det är ju mer troligt att få hjälp eller uppmärksamhet här om man är tjej ;)
det är ju mer troligt att få hjälp eller uppmärksamhet här om man är tjej ;)
Fearium
Fri 7 Jan 2011 20:34
håller med.. hade en enda blomma hemma i örebro, så jag gjorde det bästa jag kunde av situationen :)
Joacime
Sat 8 Jan 2011 02:20
Glad ny dag! Över 60 nya inlägg och jag kollade in här senast igår tror ja. Ni ligger i
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 10 Jan 2011 12:42
Well, ja är tillbaks från thailand nu, och ja har inget på kontot.
Fanns en bar där "Joe's Bar".
Han va billig. En 6cl jäger för 15kr. Eller ja, alla drinkar, shots och allt annat kostade 15kr.
Efter 2 veckor där så har ja inte ett öre kvar.
@thetebe , @madebyme ... tog ni hand om kvinnorna? :D
Fanns en bar där "Joe's Bar".
Han va billig. En 6cl jäger för 15kr. Eller ja, alla drinkar, shots och allt annat kostade 15kr.
Efter 2 veckor där så har ja inte ett öre kvar.
@thetebe , @madebyme ... tog ni hand om kvinnorna? :D
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 10 Jan 2011 12:50
Jävla kvinnor!
Provade promenad framför solnedgången?
Nakenbad i tunna?
Kvällsmat på McDonalds?
Provade promenad framför solnedgången?
Nakenbad i tunna?
Kvällsmat på McDonalds?
MadeByMe
Mon 10 Jan 2011 12:53
solnedgång? hahaha finns ju inte när det är molntäckt :(
Nakenbad, då sprang dom iväg o.O
Donken? fick med mig på Max. men hon ville bara ha fylle mat, sen stack den jäveln.
Nakenbad, då sprang dom iväg o.O
Donken? fick med mig på Max. men hon ville bara ha fylle mat, sen stack den jäveln.
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 10 Jan 2011 12:57
Niklas.
Nae, ja vet när ja ska sluta, o ja vet när ja inte ska sluta också :D
Joe's va jävligt trevlig, han bjöd på ett glas vatten mellan varje drink, och efter ett tag så kom han även in med en grillad fisk.
Sen spelade vi gitarr tillsamman, full blev ja aldrig. Men pengarna försvan fort.
Nae, ja vet när ja ska sluta, o ja vet när ja inte ska sluta också :D
Joe's va jävligt trevlig, han bjöd på ett glas vatten mellan varje drink, och efter ett tag så kom han även in med en grillad fisk.
Sen spelade vi gitarr tillsamman, full blev ja aldrig. Men pengarna försvan fort.
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 10 Jan 2011 12:59
Thailand :D
Koh kho khao, jävligt trevlig ö faktist, och den thailändska whiskeyn äre inget fel på!
inte ölen heller, Chang är underbart.
Koh kho khao, jävligt trevlig ö faktist, och den thailändska whiskeyn äre inget fel på!
inte ölen heller, Chang är underbart.
MadeByMe
Mon 10 Jan 2011 13:00
Chang är gott som fan! :D
Jag var i Hiung Yang eller något. dock inte turist plats!
Jag var i Hiung Yang eller något. dock inte turist plats!
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 10 Jan 2011 13:02
Galet! :D
Nae inte där ja va heller, de va inget för ungdomar. Allt stängde 10, jävligt lugnt.
Men joe's, han visste vart han hade ungdomarna. Han stängde när de va tomt o öppnade när folk kom. Hur skön som helst :D
Nae inte där ja va heller, de va inget för ungdomar. Allt stängde 10, jävligt lugnt.
Men joe's, han visste vart han hade ungdomarna. Han stängde när de va tomt o öppnade när folk kom. Hur skön som helst :D
Potatisodlarn
Mon 10 Jan 2011 13:13
"full blev ja aldrig. Men pengarna försvan fort"
Säker på att det var alkohol i drinkarna? :D
Säker på att det var alkohol i drinkarna? :D
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 10 Jan 2011 13:18
Jodå de va de, joe blev aspackad! :D
Men han bjöd inte sigsjälv på vatten eller mat.
Men han bjöd inte sigsjälv på vatten eller mat.
thetebe
Mon 10 Jan 2011 14:49
" admin idag, 12:42
ToniLouisFoto har skrivit om dig i en kommentar till en bild.
Bilden hittar du här: Gå till bilden"
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ToniLouisFoto har skrivit om dig i en kommentar till en bild.
Bilden hittar du här: Gå till bilden"
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thetebe
Mon 10 Jan 2011 14:58
Yeah. Men det här är ju nya sättet att trolla in någon i tråden. Eller hur @Fearium ?
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 10 Jan 2011 15:02
Asså, min data laddar klart alla kommentarer på 5 sek.
Denhär tråden är inte tillräkligt bra än. När min data crashar, då har vi lyckats. Eller Ng's Mac,
Denhär tråden är inte tillräkligt bra än. När min data crashar, då har vi lyckats. Eller Ng's Mac,
Potatisodlarn
Mon 10 Jan 2011 15:04
Jag vet en som skulle älska att vara med att leka här!
@Mclovinz, kom o lek!
@Mclovinz, kom o lek!
Anonymous
Mon 10 Jan 2011 18:44
for ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever...
LivingPixels
Mon 10 Jan 2011 18:47
and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever and ever....
mclovinz
Mon 10 Jan 2011 18:48
Well it just shows how pathetic and childish y'all are and no im not stuck here. ciao.
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 11 Jan 2011 00:20
60 komentarer ... o.O 290 komentarer till och denna tråd är uppe i 3000... O.o men jag har kommit på en sak.... man vill väl ändå vara den sista som komentarar på denna tråd ändå? eller är det bara jag, den lilla övergivna fjortizen som som har en sån vinnarskalle? ;)
thetebe
Tue 11 Jan 2011 01:33
Den som kommenterar sist är ju helt klart den som förlorar. Först ut ur tråden utan att stänga sitt användarkonto vinner.
mclovinz
Tue 11 Jan 2011 01:38
Im actually gonna reply now, with the main point in this comment in the first place made by @thetebe
- What got me into photography -
Simple, it was a fellow swede of yours @th3one - I had seen his work one day and ever since just loved it. Then after chattign with him for a few months i decided to take a diive into the deep end and purchased myself a Nikon D40 kit. Ever since then i've been doing it.
Most of my inspiration comes from swedes such as @thetebe :>
and there ya have it. also, another reason why i want to do photography is to record those lil moments in life.. Birth of a new family member / Marriage of a family member.. The important things in life that one day you want to be able to show to grandchildren.
From pics we can create stories, and in our old age, who knows we might just need that one pic to spark that memory we may have lost.
- What got me into photography -
Simple, it was a fellow swede of yours @th3one - I had seen his work one day and ever since just loved it. Then after chattign with him for a few months i decided to take a diive into the deep end and purchased myself a Nikon D40 kit. Ever since then i've been doing it.
Most of my inspiration comes from swedes such as @thetebe :>
and there ya have it. also, another reason why i want to do photography is to record those lil moments in life.. Birth of a new family member / Marriage of a family member.. The important things in life that one day you want to be able to show to grandchildren.
From pics we can create stories, and in our old age, who knows we might just need that one pic to spark that memory we may have lost.
thetebe
Tue 11 Jan 2011 10:35
Points to you for giving us tha background (and thank you).
How much swedish do you acctually understand?
Im not sure why I do photography. I think it is some sort of a meditational thing to me.
How much swedish do you acctually understand?
Im not sure why I do photography. I think it is some sort of a meditational thing to me.
mclovinz
Tue 11 Jan 2011 12:01
haha yeah i know that Ng87. I was more just responding to thetebe's post and making my time here atleast somewhat useful so that im not here for the reason that the faggot that dragged me into this for.
hehe you'd be surprised how much swedish i know ;D
hehe you'd be surprised how much swedish i know ;D
mclovinz
Tue 11 Jan 2011 12:06
everyone knows english.. seriously.
Easiest language to learn and if u dont.. then u just fail
Easiest language to learn and if u dont.. then u just fail
mclovinz
Tue 11 Jan 2011 14:01
hmm its scottish ;P not scotish ;D
emm mush, ive never really been one for spelling slang, i know alot of people that do, but never seen Mush, maybe its said like that so we'll go with YES :D
emm mush, ive never really been one for spelling slang, i know alot of people that do, but never seen Mush, maybe its said like that so we'll go with YES :D
Donizz
Tue 11 Jan 2011 14:42
Jaha. Nu återgår jag till svenska. Jag röstar för fortsättning för tråden. Hit kan man ju alltid vända sig när man fastnat med stöveln i leran. De som vill gå ur kan ju alltid skicka ett kärleksbrev till Fearium och testa lyckan.
Deras andra alternativ är även att skicka några flak öl på posten och hoppas på att det sunda förnuftet försvinner och han tar bort er ur tråden.
Dock så lär inte @guldbagge bli så glad över det första alternativet. För vad jag förstår så polar ni.
Vilket jävla svammel. Känner förövrigt att @stillme ( @indigoparaflax ) borde hänga här.
Deras andra alternativ är även att skicka några flak öl på posten och hoppas på att det sunda förnuftet försvinner och han tar bort er ur tråden.
Dock så lär inte @guldbagge bli så glad över det första alternativet. För vad jag förstår så polar ni.
Vilket jävla svammel. Känner förövrigt att @stillme ( @indigoparaflax ) borde hänga här.
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 11 Jan 2011 15:14
Det var en väldigt bra ide Wuusy, så Fearium... Hur många flak ska du ha? :D
Fearium
Tue 11 Jan 2011 16:10
haha, när alla skickat mig minst 2 flak var, då dödar jag denna tråd, inte en sekund tidigare :)
Ng87
Tue 11 Jan 2011 16:13
Det är bud på att bjuda in sig själv till Rikard någon gång och råkar trycka på delete när han lämnar sin dator obevakad.
Joacime
Tue 11 Jan 2011 16:18
H-e! Jag som trodde jag lyckats komma ur denna tråd genom att byta nick. Men blev ledsen när kommentars-ikonen lyste. :(
Anonymous
Tue 11 Jan 2011 16:58
dumt att det inte finns någon "till toppen" knapp på betan :@
Ng87
Tue 11 Jan 2011 18:48
Gillar att bilderna fått större fokus, men designen i övrigt är inget vidare.
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 11 Jan 2011 18:51
Mjo, de måste va de enda ja gillar. Annars tycker ja de ser ut som nån slags futuristiskt facebook av nått slag, me nån blandning av youtube.
Anonymous
Tue 11 Jan 2011 18:56
nej, precis! bilddagboken håller på att bli stalkerboken..
Potatisodlarn
Tue 11 Jan 2011 19:15
Tyck till!
Vänners aktivitet kan väl vara okej. Men jag tycker inte det skall vara defaultskärmen för vännerlistan.
Vänners aktivitet kan väl vara okej. Men jag tycker inte det skall vara defaultskärmen för vännerlistan.
Fearium
Tue 11 Jan 2011 21:43
" Antisen idag, 21:13
Svar på din kommentar på bild:
skriver här endast för att störa @Antisen.. se där, nu fick han ett PM oxå :'D
Snälla Rickard, kan du inte tabort den här bilden så man slipper alla jävla kommentarer och PM när ni taggar mig hela tiden?!
Hade vart superbra! :D"
Moahahahaha
Svar på din kommentar på bild:
skriver här endast för att störa @Antisen.. se där, nu fick han ett PM oxå :'D
Snälla Rickard, kan du inte tabort den här bilden så man slipper alla jävla kommentarer och PM när ni taggar mig hela tiden?!
Hade vart superbra! :D"
Moahahahaha
Potatisodlarn
Wed 12 Jan 2011 00:57
Han kommer ju inte få nån sympati när han stavar ditt namn fel ;D
Ng87
Wed 12 Jan 2011 12:48
Allihop, det här är Wezzli. Han är såhär glad - http://img130.imageshack.us/img130/571/nik7600.jpg - över att slippa den här skiten.
Ng87
Wed 12 Jan 2011 13:25
Vi tillbringade morgonen med att utforska ett övergivet hyreshus, numera knarkarkvart. Klart man är lycklig då.
Fearium
Wed 12 Jan 2011 14:34
inte hörd ni av er till mig? var det det där stället som det stod om i smp för nån dag sen? :P
Ng87
Wed 12 Jan 2011 15:10
Blev väldigt spontant, bestämdes igårkväll.
Jupp, körde ju till fel ställe och allt först och undrade varför det inte fanns något sådant på den adressen, sen när man kollade atrikeln i telefonen såg vi att vi var i fel by :D
Jupp, körde ju till fel ställe och allt först och undrade varför det inte fanns något sådant på den adressen, sen när man kollade atrikeln i telefonen såg vi att vi var i fel by :D
Joacime
Thu 13 Jan 2011 00:44
Försökte ladda hela nyss med nya designen, men.. chrome kraschade. </3
Fearium
Thu 13 Jan 2011 00:44
@ToniLouisFoto
@ToniLouisFoto
@ToniLouisFoto
@ToniLouisFoto
@ToniLouisFoto
?
@ToniLouisFoto
@ToniLouisFoto
@ToniLouisFoto
@ToniLouisFoto
?
Fearium
Thu 13 Jan 2011 03:10
btw, går utan problemos när jag laddar med beta-designen.. inte ens ett script-fel ^^
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 13 Jan 2011 11:33
Min laddar på nån sekund. Sen laggar de lite när ja scrollar upp o ner.
Ja Rikard? :D
Ja Rikard? :D
stillme
Thu 13 Jan 2011 15:30
Vilken tur att 2792 kommentarer som ska laddas inte dödar min webbläsare varenda gång jag försöker. Och att jag trots det ska vara så envis och klicka på att läsa alla kommentarer ändå x)
Tror nog detta klår de 100+ kommentarerna jag och en kompis tvingade andra att läsa genom att länka alla helt randomly. Och det var 100+kommentarer om fotbolls VM. Good work lads! x)
Tror nog detta klår de 100+ kommentarerna jag och en kompis tvingade andra att läsa genom att länka alla helt randomly. Och det var 100+kommentarer om fotbolls VM. Good work lads! x)
stillme
Thu 13 Jan 2011 15:38
And I wouldn't have been here, om det inte hade varit för att Wuusy länkat mitt namn (någonstans, som sagt, död webbläsare) ^^ Men jag vet vem alla ni är. I'm quite awesome på det sättet ^^
Ng87
Thu 13 Jan 2011 15:53
Rikard, får jag hälsa på hos er?
Jag looovar att inte trycka på delete här när du lämnar datorn
Jag looovar att inte trycka på delete här när du lämnar datorn
stillme
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:06
Nu kommer min kommentarknapp aldrig någonsin vara helgrå igen? Jag som inte ens tittar min bilddagbok varje dag längre ;___;
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:08
2800:de KOMENTAREN! ;D (stolt) btw.. jag skulle vilja bjuda in min kompis elin... det ska jag allt göra ;) moahahahah... hämd för gamla bullar... @powertiger
Donizz
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:10
Jag vill väl fan inte att mina vänner ska veta vad jag kommenterar. Fan vad övervakat samhället ska vara då!
Ng87
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:10
Undrar om man kan anmäla den här tråden för trakasserier och få den borttagen?
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:13
Men eftersom ett par killar bjuder in ett par 13/14 åringar i tråden så kan man anmäla detta för kidnappning och grov misshandel mot datorn? jag menar.. jag och wuusy är yngst här... ^^
Ng87
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:14
Tycker det är lite trakasseri att bara skriva här och på så vis dra hit alla andra
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:17
Men jag är 14... jag är blond... inte sååååå smart :) har dock flera vg:n men men.... ;)
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:20
@thetebe varför skrev du om mig i denna tråden? :( man ska inte vara dum mot småflickor...
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 13 Jan 2011 16:30
asså ja vill dra hit nån som skulle bli så jävla sur. Hjälp mig komma på nån?
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 13 Jan 2011 17:20
såg du att ja slängde in snorbulle, torbjörn? kommer han döda mig?
stillme
Thu 13 Jan 2011 17:27
För min del är det hittills ganska lugnt, the TB. Varje gång jag försöker se vem det är som skrivit eller länkat mitt namn så dör chrome, och när jag loggar in igen står det att alla kommentarer är tittade, så yay, I win. Tror jag...
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 13 Jan 2011 18:26
Haha dude, du skulle inte ha kommenterat. Ja trodde ja visste att du va tillräckligt smart!
Powertiger
Thu 13 Jan 2011 21:27
@Tuffasteemma Varför i helvete bjöd du in mig hit?? o.o Du är ju dryg -.-
LivingPixels
Thu 13 Jan 2011 21:29
@Powertiger, nu är du fast för evigt. Man fastnar först när man skriver.
thetebe
Thu 13 Jan 2011 21:41
nej nej. Du har redan gjort det. Nu kan du inte göra någonting åt det :D
Ng87
Fri 14 Jan 2011 10:57
"Åh, ett svar på en kommentar. Är det månne någon intressant bild det gäller?" Åsså bah - http://www.nooooooooooooooo.com/
Ng87
Fri 14 Jan 2011 14:19
Typ som när någon, efter en tids hoppfull inaktivitet, börjar skriva här igen.
ToKgRiSeN
Fri 14 Jan 2011 15:05
HAHAHAHAHAHH @powertiger!!!! HÄMDEN FÖR ATT DU SKREK ATT JAG FJORTIZ ÖVER HELA SKOLAN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! :D kaka?
ToniLouisFoto
Fri 14 Jan 2011 18:04
rikard vann! :D
*spelar wow för första gånger på 2 år*
Fan va dåligt de har blivit :D
*spelar wow för första gånger på 2 år*
Fan va dåligt de har blivit :D
FrequencyShift
Sat 15 Jan 2011 01:16
Jag lägger till lite partymusik här. http://open.spotify.com/track/1EmWFKpuVxelELq1pzTV8g
FrequencyShift
Sat 15 Jan 2011 01:22
Ja speciellt med tanke på att min dator är så fruktansvärt belastad nu att jag blir mörkrädd :c
Potatisodlarn
Sat 15 Jan 2011 01:34
hahahaha
Jag och @Madebyme sitter och skrattar åt bildsekvenser på @Ng87!
Jag och @Madebyme sitter och skrattar åt bildsekvenser på @Ng87!
MadeByMe
Sun 16 Jan 2011 16:06
haha, skrev til NG för en stund sedan på msn
kl 15:50
Oskar said:
också lite rastlös.. :P
varit lite dött i Rikards fina kommentars trås nu.. :P
|Niklas| said:
Håll det så :P
Oskar said:
haha
|Niklas| said:
Är ju alltid någon som ska börja envisas med att skriva där
Oskar said:
haha :P
Carotti.. du var 9 minuter efter mig i tänkandet, men jag orkade inte skriva! :D
kl 15:50
Oskar said:
också lite rastlös.. :P
varit lite dött i Rikards fina kommentars trås nu.. :P
|Niklas| said:
Håll det så :P
Oskar said:
haha
|Niklas| said:
Är ju alltid någon som ska börja envisas med att skriva där
Oskar said:
haha :P
Carotti.. du var 9 minuter efter mig i tänkandet, men jag orkade inte skriva! :D
Ng87
Sun 16 Jan 2011 16:18
Någon snodde stationen från mig innan, men inget mer. Plockade åtta stycken innan idag.
Fearium
Sun 16 Jan 2011 16:30
ooh :P
men den där acrux eller va fan han heter är ju helt galen.. har hänt två ggr att jag plockat typ alla här inne i stan, och typ 40 min senare när man kommit hem så är dom tagna igen >.<
men den där acrux eller va fan han heter är ju helt galen.. har hänt två ggr att jag plockat typ alla här inne i stan, och typ 40 min senare när man kommit hem så är dom tagna igen >.<
Ng87
Sun 16 Jan 2011 16:36
Haha, been there.
Han har ju typ 24000 poäng nu, jag ligger tvåa på dryga 5K.
Fast som det är nu tar man ju mest någon zon om man råkar springa förbi i något annat ärende. Segt med all snö och skit.
Han har ju typ 24000 poäng nu, jag ligger tvåa på dryga 5K.
Fast som det är nu tar man ju mest någon zon om man råkar springa förbi i något annat ärende. Segt med all snö och skit.
Fearium
Sun 16 Jan 2011 16:38
precis.
går det komma åt den vid dig än?
Var där nån gång innan jul och tänkte ta den, men insåg ganska snabbt att den var omöjlig att komma åt :P
går det komma åt den vid dig än?
Var där nån gång innan jul och tänkte ta den, men insåg ganska snabbt att den var omöjlig att komma åt :P
Ng87
Sun 16 Jan 2011 16:46
Grinden där är öppen, så går går. Sen är det ju en fråga om hur mycket snö man vill ha in i skorna.
Fearium
Sun 16 Jan 2011 17:04
när jag var där då så var grinden inte öppen, och hade varit omöjlig att öppna ;)
Ng87
Sun 16 Jan 2011 17:10
Haha, är nog Acrux som kämpat med att få upp den då, svårt att tänka mig att någon annan skulle göra det.
Carrotti
Sun 16 Jan 2011 19:36
Det var dom exakta orden jag tänkte för inte så lång stund sen :D
Ring han nu!
Ring han nu!
Carrotti
Tue 18 Jan 2011 22:28
Nää! Titta vad jag gjort idag :D
http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/7931/sg1l2926.jpg
http://img403.imageshack.us/img403/7931/sg1l2926.jpg
Carrotti
Tue 18 Jan 2011 23:45
Spackla ska jag göra lite imorrn.. Det som redan är där är antikt... Typ från 70-talet :D
Carrotti
Wed 19 Jan 2011 10:27
Måla sa jag ju :D
http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/3089/logottipix2.jpg
Rikard, visst blev den fin? :D Tycker dom ska använda den ett tag :D
Till hälften gjord i paint :D:D
http://img153.imageshack.us/img153/3089/logottipix2.jpg
Rikard, visst blev den fin? :D Tycker dom ska använda den ett tag :D
Till hälften gjord i paint :D:D
LivingPixels
Fri 21 Jan 2011 16:10
Det finns en dag då man kan andas ut
Man slipper chefens tjat och kommer hem till slut
Sens i moved here all i do is mysa mys (Yes we do)
De e dags för fredagsmys om de e så e det sista jag gör
Snart e de fredagsmys
Hoppas inte föräldrarna stör
Nu e de slut på veckan
De e dags för fredagsmys
En soffa o ett ljus ett bord med massa gott
Man kopplar av ihop o mumsar i sig nåt
its totally (mysa x6)
De e dags för fredagsmys
Från kontor till amor
Snart e de fredagsmys
Man drar till tjejen den bor
Nu e de slut på veckan
Det e dags för fredagsmyyyyyyyyss
Det e dags för fredagsmys
Från direktör till chamör
Snart e de fredagsmys
Från vecko stress till glatt humör
Nu e de slut på veckan
De e dags för fredagsmyyyyyyyyss
Man slipper chefens tjat och kommer hem till slut
Sens i moved here all i do is mysa mys (Yes we do)
De e dags för fredagsmys om de e så e det sista jag gör
Snart e de fredagsmys
Hoppas inte föräldrarna stör
Nu e de slut på veckan
De e dags för fredagsmys
En soffa o ett ljus ett bord med massa gott
Man kopplar av ihop o mumsar i sig nåt
its totally (mysa x6)
De e dags för fredagsmys
Från kontor till amor
Snart e de fredagsmys
Man drar till tjejen den bor
Nu e de slut på veckan
Det e dags för fredagsmyyyyyyyyss
Det e dags för fredagsmys
Från direktör till chamör
Snart e de fredagsmys
Från vecko stress till glatt humör
Nu e de slut på veckan
De e dags för fredagsmyyyyyyyyss
thetebe
Fri 21 Jan 2011 19:46
haha inte för att det är helg. utan för att den här tråden vaknade igen
thetebe
Fri 21 Jan 2011 19:50
.... eeeew.
:( Jag har en flaska Jack Daniels färdigblandad med cola (weapon of choice) i kylen. Skulle ha den på en fest för några veckor sedan men var kastrullfull utan den :P
:( Jag har en flaska Jack Daniels färdigblandad med cola (weapon of choice) i kylen. Skulle ha den på en fest för några veckor sedan men var kastrullfull utan den :P
mclovinz
Fri 21 Jan 2011 19:56
indeed. makes me cringe even more when they say they're drinking a whisky and they say "yeah its jack daniels." ><!
mclovinz
Fri 21 Jan 2011 23:47
well calling something a whisky.. when its not a whisky is just plain old retardedness. No questions asked.
thetebe
Sat 22 Jan 2011 01:10
I never said it's a whiskey.
And I would be damned if I liked whiskey and put pepsi in it,. :)
Potatis: They acctually call Tenessee whiskey "Burbon".
Jack is based on diesel oil, whilst Whiskey is based on tradition, right McLovinz?
And I would be damned if I liked whiskey and put pepsi in it,. :)
Potatis: They acctually call Tenessee whiskey "Burbon".
Jack is based on diesel oil, whilst Whiskey is based on tradition, right McLovinz?
thetebe
Sat 22 Jan 2011 01:41
But then you need do define Whiskey. We have a few distilleries in sweden now, would those be burbon too?
thetebe
Sat 22 Jan 2011 01:53
ooh, I'd drop into that tomorrow when my eyes wont bleed from the strain. :D
mclovinz
Sat 22 Jan 2011 01:57
haha well basically its the ingredients used like oats / barley etc.. :D americans use Rye and all that kerfuffle ;D
thetebe
Sat 22 Jan 2011 11:38
Aah.
Still to tired, ill dig into that late ron, seems like a good source of info.
I wish I liked whisky. :(
Still to tired, ill dig into that late ron, seems like a good source of info.
I wish I liked whisky. :(
Fearium
Sat 22 Jan 2011 14:49
Har faktiskt börjat gilla wiskey igen, efter att ha börjat min alkoholkarriär med allt för många billiga smuggelflaskor.
Men nu kan jag faktiskt äntligen njuta av en skvätt ^^
Men nu kan jag faktiskt äntligen njuta av en skvätt ^^
Ng87
Sat 22 Jan 2011 15:13
Optimalt ska det väl avnjutas i en skinnfotölj framför en öppen brasa på någon herrgård.
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 22 Jan 2011 15:22
Yeah, de gör ont att se folk shotta wiskey på krogen. De är som att använda auto-läget på kameran.
Ng87
Sat 22 Jan 2011 15:34
Jag använder bara auto-läget. Klart kameran vet bäst, den som var så dyr.
Ng87
Sat 22 Jan 2011 15:58
Jaså det var inte längre, tänkte lite när man skulle ge sig ut med Wezzli
mclovinz
Sat 22 Jan 2011 16:06
i hate it when u log on to 18 replies o this.. coz im too scared to click "View all" since it crashes :D
mclovinz
Sat 22 Jan 2011 16:29
Yeah but its the temptation that gets to me its like.. TEMPTING!! its screaming to be clicked!
Ng87
Sat 22 Jan 2011 16:35
Jag har menat att köpa ny en längre tid, men det kommer alltid något annat ivägen som måste prioriteras
Donizz
Sat 22 Jan 2011 16:35
Min stationära är allt annat än snabb. Drömmer om en imac. Vore härligt.
Donizz
Sat 22 Jan 2011 16:44
Den verkar också ganska grym. Det som jag gillar hos Imacen är ju smidigheten och snyggheten!
Ng87
Sat 22 Jan 2011 16:47
Jag lite skeptiskt mot "allt-i-ett"-konceptet.
Vill kunna byta hårddiskar och sånt själv vid behov.
Vill kunna byta hårddiskar och sånt själv vid behov.
Potatisodlarn
Thu 27 Jan 2011 16:12
Vi får döda @Wuusy för att han inte kan låta den jävla tråden dö.
Anonymous
Thu 27 Jan 2011 21:25
http://maps.google.com/maps?q=gagnef&hl=en&ie=UTF8&hq=&hnear=Gagnef
hide yo wife, hide yo kids, cause we gon' find you!
hide yo wife, hide yo kids, cause we gon' find you!
Ng87
Fri 28 Jan 2011 13:07
Ja, du gömmer dig någonstans där du inte kan skriva här, och stannar där.
LivingPixels
Fri 28 Jan 2011 13:15
*överväger att anmäla Wuusy's inlägg*
Om vi alla gör det kanske vi blir av med honom och slutligen tråden? ;-)
Om vi alla gör det kanske vi blir av med honom och slutligen tråden? ;-)
thetebe
Fri 28 Jan 2011 13:44
Förmodligen kommer jag upplysa er alla om vad jag tycker om ABBA efter 4 veckors tystnad <3
Fearium
Sat 29 Jan 2011 14:44
11 april skrev @thetebe välkomstmeddelandet :)
Vi åker till teneriffa igen den 10e ;D
Vi åker till teneriffa igen den 10e ;D
Potatisodlarn
Mon 31 Jan 2011 11:07
Vad tror tråden om mina chanser att vänta mig en ny mobil denna dagen?
(Väntar på frakt till butik)
(Väntar på frakt till butik)
Ng87
Tue 1 Feb 2011 15:23
Detta hade jag aldrig väntat mig:
http://img87.imageshack.us/img87/8901/fearium.png
http://img87.imageshack.us/img87/8901/fearium.png
thetebe
Tue 1 Feb 2011 21:27
Jag mår fan sämst idag. Skitit som en fondue-fontän hela dagen, knappt ätit något. Ont i nacken så jag fan snart börjar gråta (trots Ibumetin).
Om inte det vore nog så drar man så jävla jämnt med sambon idag också. peppen rungar EH?
Om inte det vore nog så drar man så jävla jämnt med sambon idag också. peppen rungar EH?
Donizz
Wed 2 Feb 2011 07:39
lolz, Är slav åt lärarna. ;);) Det tar 45 sek för att steka hamburgarna va? :D
Ng87
Wed 2 Feb 2011 10:40
Jobbar på postterminal, är även vikarierande fotograf på lokaltidningen samt pluggar. Vinner jag när det gäller mest sysselsättning?
Fearium
Wed 2 Feb 2011 12:03
Big och cheese tar ca 45 sek jja, hela processen tar knappt 2 min (4 big eller 8 cheese.)
Kampanj, mcfeast och QP tar lite längre tid ;)
Kampanj, mcfeast och QP tar lite längre tid ;)
thetebe
Wed 2 Feb 2011 12:25
Jag tycker ABBA är bra.
@Antisen kan skriva här nere faktiskt. Vi får se till att skriva @Antisen frekvent och slänga allt utanför den här tråden så kommer hans nyfikenhet tillslut vinna.
@Antisen kan skriva här nere faktiskt. Vi får se till att skriva @Antisen frekvent och slänga allt utanför den här tråden så kommer hans nyfikenhet tillslut vinna.
Anonymous
Wed 2 Feb 2011 13:45
@thetebe jag tror vi måste ha en av våra små diskussioner om musiksmak igen.
Donizz
Wed 2 Feb 2011 13:50
Är lite nyfiken på er! Vad bor ni i? (hus/lägenhet)
Har ni sambo/familj? ;)
Har ni sambo/familj? ;)
thetebe
Wed 2 Feb 2011 13:54
Bostadsrätt i Arboga (2½ rum). Sambo (aimeo här på bdb). Två hundar. En katt. En VW Golf från 2006.
Anonymous
Wed 2 Feb 2011 13:55
<- ungkarl / bostadsrätt i nästan centrala uppsala / musikfascist.
Donizz
Wed 2 Feb 2011 13:56
Jag vet allt om dig nu. Förutom hur länge du låter ditt skägg växa innan du rakar det.
thetebe
Wed 2 Feb 2011 14:00
Info om snorbulle baserat på musikfascist: Han har den coolaste musiksmaken jag vet på jorden.
Shoofazzi
Sun 6 Feb 2011 10:37
Det är segt att få upp detta -.- Och FAN TA DIG OSKAR FÖR ATT VISAT MIG DETTA !
thetebe
Sun 6 Feb 2011 22:37
....jag har också startat den här tråden ... nu när jag tänker efter :(
Potatisodlarn
Sun 6 Feb 2011 23:29
Aldrig träffat Oskar!
Men jag har träffat den snarlikt lömska @Ng87
Men jag har träffat den snarlikt lömska @Ng87
Ng87
Mon 7 Feb 2011 10:22
Jag har gjort en fantastisk upptäckt.
Förutom en bokstav så delar @potatisodlarn namn med "Sveriges potatisambassadör" som var med i en tidningsartikel i morse.
Vad är oddsen?
Förutom en bokstav så delar @potatisodlarn namn med "Sveriges potatisambassadör" som var med i en tidningsartikel i morse.
Vad är oddsen?
thetebe
Mon 7 Feb 2011 11:17
Haha det där var lätt det bästa hittills i den här tråden. Strålande fynd ng.
Ng87
Mon 7 Feb 2011 11:22
Det roliga var att det var ett "i" som skiljde mot ett "l", såg jag läste fel först och tänkte "Vad i helvete?" Sen såg jag att det fanns en liten skillnad.
thetebe
Mon 7 Feb 2011 11:34
Läste du det i en tidning så kan det ju ha vart ett hårstrå som tog bort lite färg i tryckningen, kan ju vara ett l.
Ng87
Wed 9 Feb 2011 15:26
Vet inte ens varför jag gjorde sådår, gillar ju inte den här tråden.
Skyller på uttråkning.
Skyller på uttråkning.
thetebe
Wed 9 Feb 2011 16:47
Hahaha jag känner mig träffad av Stockholmsyndrom.
Ng: Man blir mer pepp på tråden om man får ge den där stöten själv emellanåt.
Ng: Man blir mer pepp på tråden om man får ge den där stöten själv emellanåt.
ToKgRiSeN
Wed 23 Feb 2011 00:39
Tja tja allihopa :D varr ett tag sem :3 men min dator LAGGADE SÖNDER PGR AV ALLA KOMENTARER X) haah har det hänt ngt kul på sistonde? :) (har en bättre dator nu) ;)
ToKgRiSeN
Wed 23 Feb 2011 00:46
whooops... kändes som om jag förstörde lite för er där . . .. ingen har ju skrivit på tråden på 2 dagar så kommer jag in: HEJSAN ... :/ i am evil!
ToKgRiSeN
Wed 23 Feb 2011 10:59
:D moahahahah, känner att jag förstör för alla... har smittat ned hela min familj med maginfluensan .. :( känner alla hatande blickar som stirrar på mig ... :o
ToniLouisFoto
Wed 2 Mar 2011 00:00
jävla va inaktiv ja har varit!Kom hem från Italien igår, har en del skjysta bilder därifrån. Ska försöka slänga upp dom i veckan :)
Potatisodlarn
Wed 2 Mar 2011 00:04
Din jäfel!
Bara reser till en massa exotiska platser medans alla andra dödliga ruttnar sönder i snöhelvetet!
Bara reser till en massa exotiska platser medans alla andra dödliga ruttnar sönder i snöhelvetet!
Fearium
Wed 2 Mar 2011 00:12
detta ställe fyller ju snart ett år! ;D
och då är jag iväg till samma ställe igen som jag var när detta roliga startade! :D
och då är jag iväg till samma ställe igen som jag var när detta roliga startade! :D
Fearium
Wed 2 Mar 2011 01:16
haha, hur awesome hade det inte varit om nån vulkan fick utbrott igen när vi är där? :D
Potatisodlarn
Wed 2 Mar 2011 17:36
YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE I'VE BEEN, LOU! YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE I'VE BEEN!
thetebe
Wed 2 Mar 2011 23:55
:( Jag skulle vara för att kasta ut alla nyniggers som dig, Toni, om ni inte kom hit med så jävla bra mat och andra saker. :D
Anonymous
Thu 3 Mar 2011 03:39
Inget av de argument ni kommit med rättfärdigar er kärlek till abba.
thetebe
Thu 3 Mar 2011 11:32
Åh, Den där var svår, men helt klart så är det efter skiljsmässan, dom fick den där extra tonen i låtarna då.
The winner takes it all går inte av för hackor
The winner takes it all går inte av för hackor
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 5 Mar 2011 15:12
@ng87 , JAG HATAR SILL! nu mår jag illa igen . . . . jag gillar abbas låt lay all your love on me ^^
Lite random men jaja ,D
Lite random men jaja ,D
Fearium
Sat 5 Mar 2011 17:47
det är du som inte har nån smak ;D
tänk dig midsommar, ny potatism sill, gräddfil och gräslök :D
tänk dig midsommar, ny potatism sill, gräddfil och gräslök :D
thetebe
Sat 5 Mar 2011 17:56
Så här va;
San Miguel, lagom kall, KALL, inte iskall.
Till det grillar man upp en Vegesnitzel (fast korrekt stavat - orka googla) marinerad i Kikoman-soya, kryddad med lite färskmald chili och lite Persilade.
Man grillar även upp lite haloumiost till den.
Kasta rubbet på en lätt grillad ciabatta delad i två, fylld med Pesto, Majonäs, saltgurka, lite tomat, sallad och gärna lite peppar på det.
N J U T .
San Miguel, lagom kall, KALL, inte iskall.
Till det grillar man upp en Vegesnitzel (fast korrekt stavat - orka googla) marinerad i Kikoman-soya, kryddad med lite färskmald chili och lite Persilade.
Man grillar även upp lite haloumiost till den.
Kasta rubbet på en lätt grillad ciabatta delad i två, fylld med Pesto, Majonäs, saltgurka, lite tomat, sallad och gärna lite peppar på det.
N J U T .
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 5 Mar 2011 18:52
Och nu kommer man till datorn efter att ha ätit plankstek :D sjuuuuuuuuuuuku gott asså ^^
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 5 Mar 2011 19:11
Det ska jag prova.... Moahahah :D sen ska jag sälja det till gamla fyllegubbar som sedan köper så mycket av det så att de tillslut blir panka och kommer kunna dansa på gatorna för att få pengar... Jag får alla pengar de slösar på mina idiotsäkra nudlar och blir miljonär... senare med livet så kommer jag äga 3 st lyxvillor som har 5 st swimingpooler i varge hus som sedan har 3 asheta barteenders som jag bara ar som prydnad. men senare med åren så kommer alla fyllegubbar ha slut på pengar för att de inte kan få mer, (och det kommer inga nya) och då kommer jag bli pank, förlora hela karriären och tillslut sluta som det gjorde för Miachel Jacksson/ Elvis Pressley Eller hur deras namn stavas . . . :)
Fearium
Sat 5 Mar 2011 22:18
jag tycker det låter väldigt elakt att tjäna sin förmögenhet på utsatta uteliggare/alkolister :(
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 5 Mar 2011 22:46
.Fearium... tkr jag med men jag fick bara en vision när jag hör ngt med nudlar. ... vänta jag ser ngt nytt.. Hmmm..
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 6 Mar 2011 21:38
Nu ska jag lyssna på bögarnas fel ^^ bara en simpel fråga.. ngn av er som är bög/ homofob? xd
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 6 Mar 2011 21:49
nawww vad gulligt (a)
Snarrk.. skola imorgon :( SNARKRKRRKR
btw idag åkte jag skridskor med 3 andra killar :D bled glidtacklad typ 100 ggr så min rumpa=blå
Snarrk.. skola imorgon :( SNARKRKRRKR
btw idag åkte jag skridskor med 3 andra killar :D bled glidtacklad typ 100 ggr så min rumpa=blå
thetebe
Sun 6 Mar 2011 21:54
Bartender/Buzzer som man skulle göra i vilken bar som helst.
hur tror du en gaybar ser ut egentligen?
hur tror du en gaybar ser ut egentligen?
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 6 Mar 2011 21:57
jag tänker mig en helt vanlig bar fast för människor som är gay, antar jag?
eller äre YMCA ?
eller äre YMCA ?
Anonymous
Sun 6 Mar 2011 21:58
Du kunde ju ha varit en bouncer (HAHAHAHA) också. TIxempel.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 6 Mar 2011 22:59
jag tror det är många rosa färger, lite som hippi stil x) (konstigt nog) Men neah, annars som vilken bar som helst. :)
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 7 Mar 2011 01:20
haha vafan hamnade den här för, skulle länka den till min kompis.
ToKgRiSeN
Mon 7 Mar 2011 15:13
HAhahaha :) Ni är lite roliga i denna trådem man kan berätta allt för er! xd ni bryr er inte xD men.. Hur hade ni gjort om ni hade fått en dpligt rykte efter er i 14 års åldern? jag är desperat efter hjälp xd
ToKgRiSeN
Mon 7 Mar 2011 15:39
Öhh. att jag har aförlorat min oskuld till en jättebra kompis som är YNGRE än mig -.-! jag är inte sån xd men hon är sån.. (hon som startade ryktet) xd
Potatisodlarn
Mon 7 Mar 2011 15:41
En sak som är bra att veta att rykten försvinner inte för att man säger att de inte är sanna.
Du får väl bara leva med det?!?!?!?
Du får väl bara leva med det?!?!?!?
Potatisodlarn
Mon 7 Mar 2011 15:43
Eller så mordhotar du den som startade ryktet.
Håll en rakkniv mot halspulsådern och såg åt den som började att officiellt förklara ryktet som en lögn!
Håll en rakkniv mot halspulsådern och såg åt den som började att officiellt förklara ryktet som en lögn!
ToKgRiSeN
Mon 7 Mar 2011 15:43
Nej, det är inte så kul att leva med deför DET ÄR VERKLIGEN INTE SANT! alla kollar med konstiga blickar påmig och alla snackar om det -.- inte så kul, jag kan inte direkt säga till för då blir det dålig stämning i skolan xd allt började när jag hade färgat håret konstigt nog ... x)
Potatisodlarn
Mon 7 Mar 2011 15:46
Där ser du hur det går till.
Färgar du håret blir du en slampa.
Att du inte visste det är ju bara dumheter.
Färgar du håret blir du en slampa.
Att du inte visste det är ju bara dumheter.
Fearium
Mon 7 Mar 2011 15:46
skit i nötterna helt enkelt, sånt här brukar aldrig hålla i sig värst länge.
Fearium
Mon 7 Mar 2011 16:35
är förvånad över att jag inte varit hos henne o snokat innan, blev en bevakning på studsen! ;D
thetebe
Mon 7 Mar 2011 17:22
"Oavsett vad så skall du anstränga dig för att leva upp till det" :D:D haha
Sten: Rykten är tunga i er ålder, när man blir äldre så skiter man i det för världen är så mycket större än en skola osv.
Du borde spänna över någon som är chock-mycket äldre så det jämnar ut sig. \o/
Logic-win!
Sten: Rykten är tunga i er ålder, när man blir äldre så skiter man i det för världen är så mycket större än en skola osv.
Du borde spänna över någon som är chock-mycket äldre så det jämnar ut sig. \o/
Logic-win!
ToKgRiSeN
Mon 7 Mar 2011 17:41
Ja thnx thetebe! men jag heter inte sten, jag kallas vara för det :3 my name is Emma!
ToKgRiSeN
Mon 7 Mar 2011 17:46
x) Feariom.... du bor i växsjö, i småland då eller ? xd eller tänker jag på något heeelt annat place? xd
ToKgRiSeN
Mon 7 Mar 2011 17:54
Då är vi grannar :D (blekinge) HAHA
Tja granne :D neah sla sluta vara överpigg nu . . .
Tja granne :D neah sla sluta vara överpigg nu . . .
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 7 Mar 2011 19:22
Jag är italienare, ge mig en lite summa pengar så är ryktet borta med vinden inom 24 timmar.
Potatisodlarn
Mon 7 Mar 2011 19:25
"I will make her an offer she can't refuse"
Eller hästhuvud i sängen?
Eller hästhuvud i sängen?
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 7 Mar 2011 19:27
Antingen de eller gitarrfodralet, de funkar alltid. Utpressning funkar också, tortyr i nån gränd nånstans.
Anonymous
Mon 7 Mar 2011 21:29
Kära @StenElskarSven, ditt problem är inte ryktena, utan det faktum att du bor i hela Sveriges geografiska rövhål. Flytta genast så kommer du märka att de flesta problem du har försvinner omgående.
/dr. bosse.
/dr. bosse.
Ng87
Tue 8 Mar 2011 08:09
Tänkte bara på en enda sak då jag cyklade förbi här imorse, man är skadad:
http://data.fuskbugg.se/skalman02/4d75d60a48e76_IMAG0178.jpg
http://data.fuskbugg.se/skalman02/4d75d60a48e76_IMAG0178.jpg
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:00
tillfällitg mpr jag dåligt IGEN av en annan anledning. . .. xd kan inte typ alla leka tjejer för en minut och lyssna på mitt problem ? XD jag är i nöd.. behöver ngn att prata med xD
Donizz
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:02
Eller så pratar du med tjejer. Har för mig att röstnavigeraren i mac kan heta Agnes eller något liknande. Duger det?
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:05
Haha ja.. men ni får lyssna på mitt problem ändå xD
okej vad ska jag göra.. jag har hållt på med min bästavänns ex som hon gjorde slut för ett halvårsen, men problemet är att hon nog fortfarande har känslor för hnm . . .Jag kommer antagligen förlora vänskapen med henne ... :( men jag kan inte hjälpa det x) jag gillar ju hnm också! ... xd jag venne vad jag ska göra . . . . .. -.-! xdxdxdxdxdxdxdxdxdxdxxd
okej vad ska jag göra.. jag har hållt på med min bästavänns ex som hon gjorde slut för ett halvårsen, men problemet är att hon nog fortfarande har känslor för hnm . . .Jag kommer antagligen förlora vänskapen med henne ... :( men jag kan inte hjälpa det x) jag gillar ju hnm också! ... xd jag venne vad jag ska göra . . . . .. -.-! xdxdxdxdxdxdxdxdxdxdxxd
Donizz
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:09
Du gillar antagligen din bästis mer än killen. Killar kommer och går. Typ som årstiderna.
Så skippa killen. bli kompis med tjejen.
Så skippa killen. bli kompis med tjejen.
Anonymous
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:13
broes before hoes.
vet inte om ni tjejer har ett likadant ordspråk.
vet inte om ni tjejer har ett likadant ordspråk.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:18
Bara jag som fann det plågsamt att beta mig igenom hennes grammatik?
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:18
Jo alla mina killkompisar som jag var med nu ikv sa de thela tiden bara för att vi inte ville kyssa varandar -.-! Simon håll tyst om detta snälla ? :(
Donizz
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:22
Kan vi inte sätta upp regler för språk.
Till exempel.
Att man ska kolla igenom inläggen innan man skickar.
Att det inte ska vara för många smileysar i ett inlägg.
Att man använder så bra grammatik som möjligt på sin nivå.
Och riktiga ord.
Sen har jag ungefär 5 saker till.
Till exempel.
Att man ska kolla igenom inläggen innan man skickar.
Att det inte ska vara för många smileysar i ett inlägg.
Att man använder så bra grammatik som möjligt på sin nivå.
Och riktiga ord.
Sen har jag ungefär 5 saker till.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:22
Förihelvete.
Vår fina picknick blir till ett diskussionsforum för triviala prepubertala problem.
Vår fina picknick blir till ett diskussionsforum för triviala prepubertala problem.
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:23
OKEJ wUUU Sy MEJ GILLAR REGLRERNA DINA :D:D:D::D:D:DD:D):):):((_(():):):):)::))::):D:D:D:D:D:
Neah, men vad är dina små simpla regler?
Och simon Tack, neah inte vet jag :D jag litar på dig :´) <33
Neah, men vad är dina små simpla regler?
Och simon Tack, neah inte vet jag :D jag litar på dig :´) <33
Donizz
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:24
Det var ungefär mina tankar. Du satte ord på dom.
Men snickra ihop en regelbok för fan.
Men snickra ihop en regelbok för fan.
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:26
Ahh Håller med Wuusy, det kan vara första regeln i våran lilla regelbok? Fearium Har du papper och penna? här ska det bildas lagböcker ;)
Donizz
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:28
Nu är vi demokratiska. Och då måste förslaget ha majoritet.
Sen ska det fan vara digitalt!!
Sen ska det fan vara digitalt!!
Potatisodlarn
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:29
När jag lyckas samla orginalmedlemmarna så skall vi rösta på det.
Anonymous
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:34
Jag skulle vilja rösta ut mig själv, ångrar att jag kommenterade, kommer ju komma upp "Nytt svar på kommentar" hela tiden! =(
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:34
Tack Wuusy! xd RÖSTA UT MIG! Jag leker bara emo ändå hela tiden. Men jag kan inte jälpa det.... hänt en massa saker med familijen och kan inte hjälpa det xd
ToKgRiSeN
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:37
Vf hatar du mig? -.-! jag vet att du syftar på mig, så jävla dum i huvudet är jag inte ;) Okej, Ni vill ha den andra Emma tillbaka dp ska ni få det också.
Anonymous
Tue 8 Mar 2011 21:49
ToniLouisFoto
Tue 8 Mar 2011 22:29
Emma, potatis är bara avis för att han inte får strula med killar :D
thetebe
Tue 8 Mar 2011 23:05
Tusken idag 21:13
broes before hoes.
vet inte om ni tjejer har ett likadant ordspråk
<3 hahaha WIN!
Och problemen: STFU är mitt förslag. Innan vi alla spårar ur och blir våldsamt sarkastiska.
Jag är inte intresserad av att lösa alla andra problem, ett eller ett par är ok, men jag tänker inte sitta här och uppföra mig om det blir ett efter ett annat :)
broes before hoes.
vet inte om ni tjejer har ett likadant ordspråk
<3 hahaha WIN!
Och problemen: STFU är mitt förslag. Innan vi alla spårar ur och blir våldsamt sarkastiska.
Jag är inte intresserad av att lösa alla andra problem, ett eller ett par är ok, men jag tänker inte sitta här och uppföra mig om det blir ett efter ett annat :)
Fearium
Wed 9 Mar 2011 00:48
Derp was the word.
Fan va ni har vänt detta ställe bara under ett simpelt jobbpass?
Fan va ni har vänt detta ställe bara under ett simpelt jobbpass?
Potatisodlarn
Wed 9 Mar 2011 01:40
Det är finfint.
Fast det framgick idag att när jag skulle se om jag hade ditt nummer... så hade jag det inte.
Det var en traumatiskt upplevelse.
Fast det framgick idag att när jag skulle se om jag hade ditt nummer... så hade jag det inte.
Det var en traumatiskt upplevelse.
thetebe
Wed 9 Mar 2011 07:05
Näe, om man skulle ta sig en kopp te och en resa utomlands kanske.
Te + Skottland, brb.
also: FOR THE LOVE OF FUCKING CHRIST, skriv inte så förbenat här inne nu när jag är borta.
ELLER inne hos mig.
kbai!
Te + Skottland, brb.
also: FOR THE LOVE OF FUCKING CHRIST, skriv inte så förbenat här inne nu när jag är borta.
ELLER inne hos mig.
kbai!
Fearium
Wed 9 Mar 2011 14:24
han lider ju ungefär lika mycket om vi skriver här som hos honom personligen ;)
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 10 Mar 2011 16:45
abba e gott "lalalalala" men ändå lite flott! "lalaalala" men STOPP! fSTOPP STOPP!för jag sa... detta var gott "lalalalal"
Tänk på melodin, "i feeel good" när ni läser detta :D
Tänk på melodin, "i feeel good" när ni läser detta :D
ToKgRiSeN
Fri 11 Mar 2011 20:10
Det finns en dag, då man kan andras ut... man slipper chefens tjat o kommer hem tillslut....
nuärre slut på veckan o de e dags för fredags MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYS xd
nuärre slut på veckan o de e dags för fredags MYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYS xd
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 13 Mar 2011 18:55
BTW HUR LÄNGE SKA DU BEHÖVA PLÅGA OSS
Wuusy, dagens 97or skriver på sådans sätt
Wuusy, dagens 97or skriver på sådans sätt
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 13 Mar 2011 19:51
I knoooooooooooooooow,
Men du verkar försöka betee dig så vuxet? chilla ha kul ;D
Men du verkar försöka betee dig så vuxet? chilla ha kul ;D
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 13 Mar 2011 20:04
Potatisodlarn, vf ska du alltid förstöra allt jag säger ? -.-!
Och nej, jag e tonåring jag lever livet! :D
Och nej, jag e tonåring jag lever livet! :D
Donizz
Sun 13 Mar 2011 20:32
Jag gillar inte att skriva med överdrivet mycket smilisar och det är fult med slarvfel i en text.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 13 Mar 2011 20:34
jajajaj, men jag brukar vara stressad av mig, så jag skriver bara lite snabbt och får se hur det blir ;)
Och Shoofazzi, nej... FRITT LAND
Och Shoofazzi, nej... FRITT LAND
Shoofazzi
Sun 13 Mar 2011 20:41
Gash va jag hatar fjortisar som kör en replik som härstammar från white trash redneck USA -.-
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 14 Mar 2011 02:23
Jag ger upp denhär tråden nu, den är inte som den en gång var. Precis som mitt hemland *bodom dish*
Salam alejkum, drar upp tröjan *lililili* Alah akbahr!
Död.
Salam alejkum, drar upp tröjan *lililili* Alah akbahr!
Död.
Potatisodlarn
Mon 14 Mar 2011 03:29
Jag skyller på alla småbarn som folk har bjudit in och som nu förpestar vår tillvaro.
Potatisodlarn
Mon 14 Mar 2011 14:51
jag är trött i fingret efter att ha scrollat igenom hela skiten på mobilen.
Potatisodlarn
Mon 14 Mar 2011 15:43
Nä.
Jag scrollade, läste, uppdaterade, "Ny kommentar?", FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Jag scrollar inte igen!
Jag scrollade, läste, uppdaterade, "Ny kommentar?", FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU
Jag scrollar inte igen!
Fearium
Tue 15 Mar 2011 01:22
jag försökte en gång.. men när jag nästan var nere så kraschade appen.. :/
thetebe
Tue 15 Mar 2011 20:54
allright, den oppnade inte hela traden for mig, sa jag vet inte vad ni snackat om. Men Tjeeennaree!
Fearium
Wed 16 Mar 2011 02:26
med tanke på avsaknaden av prickar över vissa vokaler får vi väl anta att ha inte är hemma än?
thetebe
Wed 16 Mar 2011 13:59
Det var fint serrni. Nu är jag på fantastisk sömnbrist och har en JÄVLA massa kommentarer att ta tag i på ett annat av mina konton på bdb. Jag säger inte vilket, men det slutar på riss.
Donizz
Thu 17 Mar 2011 13:28
ehe,.. everything.
I use wing ftp server. And i find it kind of hard to use.
I will use it to share files and music to my brother on an other network.
But, do i need a IP that it's not changing?
I use wing ftp server. And i find it kind of hard to use.
I will use it to share files and music to my brother on an other network.
But, do i need a IP that it's not changing?
mclovinz
Thu 17 Mar 2011 13:40
why would u need to set up an ftp to share over a network? :P dont u have a network sharing folder? ;p
FrequencyShift
Thu 17 Mar 2011 13:53
VARFÖR INTE?! JAG SITTER HÄR I SKOLAN OCH ALLT BLIR FÖRSTÖRT FÖR ATT BDB LYSER KONSTANT HELA TIDEN!1
FrequencyShift
Thu 17 Mar 2011 14:09
Jodå, ligger där jag ska enligt mitt högst personliga "Plugga tills du spyr innan tentan" schema. Dock har jag det här roliga projektet kvar över helgen. http://dixon.hh.se/mikh/fileadmin/user_upload/files/teaching/linalg/projekt11.pdf
FrequencyShift
Thu 17 Mar 2011 14:28
Jaa-aa dessa underbara matriser. Tror jag ska gifta mig med en enhetsmatris av ordning 4.
FrequencyShift
Thu 17 Mar 2011 14:45
Inte jag som skriver så jävla mycket, jag hatar det här stället. Det tar död på nätet bara man går in här.
FrequencyShift
Thu 17 Mar 2011 14:53
Jag hoppas innerligt att den här bilden kommer halka i sås och bryta lårhalsbenet.
FrequencyShift
Thu 17 Mar 2011 15:03
Jag vet fan inte ens varför jag sa bild, jag menar tråd givetvis. Tror min grönsak till hjärna gör ett massivt uppror just nu.
FrequencyShift
Thu 17 Mar 2011 15:28
Det beror nog rätt mycket på vilken typ av svamp det är, det är nog rätt stor skillnad i friktion mellan karl-johan och champinjoner tillex. Sen tror jag inte på det där med svampbitarna, det ser man liksom bara på såpa.
Anonymous
Thu 17 Mar 2011 18:40
Carrotti
Thu 17 Mar 2011 20:21
Vi tänker så lika -.-
Tänkte på bananskal först, men en mosad banan är väl inte helt ohalkig heller!
Tänkte på bananskal först, men en mosad banan är väl inte helt ohalkig heller!
thetebe
Fri 18 Mar 2011 18:36
Jag är game.
för övrigt så borde det LÄTT finnas en Tango & Cash Taco, kanske 90talets mest underskattade rulle.
för övrigt så borde det LÄTT finnas en Tango & Cash Taco, kanske 90talets mest underskattade rulle.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 20 Mar 2011 12:25
har ni sett filmen "the man who stare´s at goats"
Såg den haromdagen . . .Lite skum ifall jag får säga det då ...? eller vad tycker ni? (om ni har sett den)
Thetebe jag tänkte på din bild "the man who stare at stairs"... Du kanske har sett den filmen? :)
Såg den haromdagen . . .Lite skum ifall jag får säga det då ...? eller vad tycker ni? (om ni har sett den)
Thetebe jag tänkte på din bild "the man who stare at stairs"... Du kanske har sett den filmen? :)
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 20 Mar 2011 14:46
Har fått jobb som vimmelfotograf på en nattklubb i motala, några tips ja borde tänka på när ja fotar?
har ingen erfarenhet what so ever? Blixt är väll en isjälvklarhet?
kan tänka mig att vidvinkel är bäst för sånt också?
har ingen erfarenhet what so ever? Blixt är väll en isjälvklarhet?
kan tänka mig att vidvinkel är bäst för sånt också?
thetebe
Sun 20 Mar 2011 14:47
nej jag har inte sett den, men det var den jag tänkte på. jag ska se den -... någon dag
Ng87
Sun 20 Mar 2011 14:50
Extern blixt, gärna inte rakt på och kanske lite rear sync.
Slutartid någonstans kring 1/15-50 och tillräckligt stor bländare för att sätta skärpan tillräckligt.
Brännvidd varierar väl lite, men kring 20-35mm blir nog rätt lagom.
Slutartid någonstans kring 1/15-50 och tillräckligt stor bländare för att sätta skärpan tillräckligt.
Brännvidd varierar väl lite, men kring 20-35mm blir nog rätt lagom.
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 20 Mar 2011 14:52
med tillräckligt stor bländare för att sätta skärpan så menar du väll liten bländare?
Och då borde mitt 12-24mm vara rätt lagom? med tanke på FX?
Berätta lite mer om rear sync?
Och då borde mitt 12-24mm vara rätt lagom? med tanke på FX?
Berätta lite mer om rear sync?
Ng87
Sun 20 Mar 2011 14:56
Ja, f/1.8 ger väl kanske lite väl snävt skärpedjup. Men runt 4-5.6 borde funka fint.
Ja, kör på vidvinkel och gå rätt nära, folk som är fulla bryr sig knappast.
http://www.digital-photography-school.com/slow-sync-flash
Ja, kör på vidvinkel och gå rätt nära, folk som är fulla bryr sig knappast.
http://www.digital-photography-school.com/slow-sync-flash
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 20 Mar 2011 14:59
men är rear sync en inställning på blixten eller på kameran?
Min externa är ju inte så avancerad.
Min externa är ju inte så avancerad.
Ng87
Sun 20 Mar 2011 15:01
Håll in knappen under den som poppar upp internblixten och vrid till det står "rear/slow"i displayen. Då ska det funka även om du har en extern på.
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 20 Mar 2011 15:04
yes it does.
Vilken skulle du rekomendera?
rear eller front curtain sync?
känns som att rear ger lite roligare bakgrund?
Vilken skulle du rekomendera?
rear eller front curtain sync?
känns som att rear ger lite roligare bakgrund?
Ng87
Sun 20 Mar 2011 15:10
Ja, det brukar bli lite mer LSD-bakgrund då, vilket brukar göra sig rätt schysst.
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 20 Mar 2011 15:13
Awesome, får testa lite nu i veckan. Hade vart kul om ja är så bra som folk har sagt till dom att jag är haha. Hatar folk ibland :D
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 20 Mar 2011 18:59
D-nice
Usch... har varit på dop idag och STÄDAT undan all disk ... Jag har skrynkliga händer
Usch... har varit på dop idag och STÄDAT undan all disk ... Jag har skrynkliga händer
thetebe
Sun 20 Mar 2011 19:24
Get used to it. Snart trillar brösten ner i sockorna och du har rynkor överallt.
Fearium
Sun 20 Mar 2011 19:50
Toni; Jag själv kör typ 0,5 - 1/4 sek, f 7.1 och ISO 200. Externa blixten på full automatik, detta brukar funka bra, men man kan dra längre slutartider och rear-synk med lägre bländare om man som NG säger vill ha "LSD"bakgrunder ;) men det är svårare att sätta skärpan då, speciellt om det är mer än 1 person med i bilden.
Vidvinkel blir ju roliga bilder, men folk brukar inte alltid uppskatta ägghuvud ;) jag kör dock med mitt 10-20, fast för folket gäller nästan uteslutet 20mm. Men det är nice som fan att kunna ha vidvinkligare till lite miljöbilder eller DJ-bilder exempelvis :P
Vidvinkel blir ju roliga bilder, men folk brukar inte alltid uppskatta ägghuvud ;) jag kör dock med mitt 10-20, fast för folket gäller nästan uteslutet 20mm. Men det är nice som fan att kunna ha vidvinkligare till lite miljöbilder eller DJ-bilder exempelvis :P
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 20 Mar 2011 22:47
@thetebe du skriver så klockrena kommentarer!
Du borde bli psykolog, du har så bra råd, roliga men bra råd... så min nya fråga till dig är..... Hur gör man om man vill komma ut ur denna tråden och önskar att man aldrig kommit in i den? *misstolka ikke tack!*
Du borde bli psykolog, du har så bra råd, roliga men bra råd... så min nya fråga till dig är..... Hur gör man om man vill komma ut ur denna tråden och önskar att man aldrig kommit in i den? *misstolka ikke tack!*
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 20 Mar 2011 23:30
Rikard, då äre ju rätt bra att ja har 12-24 för då kan ja ju gå från vidigare vidvinkel till mindre vidigt (går de ens säga så?).
Får testa båda era tips helt enkelt :)
Får testa båda era tips helt enkelt :)
Fearium
Mon 21 Mar 2011 00:23
precis, testa dig fram lite och se vad som lyckas bäst :)
ja, 12-24 är nog bra för det :P går säkert utmärkt att säga, alla förstod iaf vad du menade :)
ja, 12-24 är nog bra för det :P går säkert utmärkt att säga, alla förstod iaf vad du menade :)
ToKgRiSeN
Mon 21 Mar 2011 15:11
Åter igen så har jag fått lpten "always wana be with you" på hjärnan.. .ser den lite som en themesong varje gång man ska klicka sig in på denna simpla tråd :)
Fearium
Mon 21 Mar 2011 15:52
detta är banne mig ingen simpel tråd, blod svett och tårar i snart ett helt år! :D
thetebe
Mon 21 Mar 2011 17:40
:D! OH SNAP!
*Nynnar på den underskattade hitten "Everyone has AIDS!"*
*Nynnar på den underskattade hitten "Everyone has AIDS!"*
Anonymous
Mon 21 Mar 2011 20:06
AIDS är väl inte så farligt. @thetebe är ju vegetarian för fan.
MadeByMe
Sun 27 Mar 2011 17:43
Alltid! :D fast det är jobbigt när man ser en kommentar på BDBdroid och så går man in och ser denna bilden, så stänger jag ner =/
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 27 Mar 2011 21:12
Förlåt mig, men jag försöker fokusera mig på att ignorera min lillasyster som säger "EMMA KOLLA PÅ MINA FÖTTER! .... -.-
MadeByMe
Mon 28 Mar 2011 21:38
Hej alla! jag tänkte välkomna en ny medlem hit, jag blev vän med han här idag på bdb, han är lite hård på utsidan, men hans insida är förmodligen fin.
Bjuder in @zightx hit, Så vi borde välkomna honom!
Bjuder in @zightx hit, Så vi borde välkomna honom!
Joacime
Tue 29 Mar 2011 17:37
Är väl bara att hälsa @zightx välkommen då! Skulle tro att det bara är att ta för sig på denna vårpicknick. Vad bjuds det egentligen på @thetebe?
Anonymous
Tue 29 Mar 2011 17:43
*Ding ding ding* 3500 kommentarer! =)
Får man äta skosnören på knytkalaset då?
Får man äta skosnören på knytkalaset då?
Donizz
Tue 29 Mar 2011 17:52
Förresten, Hur bör jag spara för att få bäst skärpa när jag laddar upp dom på bilddagboken? (cs5)
Fearium
Tue 29 Mar 2011 18:12
@zightx verkar vara för feg för att skriva här... >.< *making chicken-sounds*
Ng87
Tue 29 Mar 2011 22:17
Jag kan ställa upp och vara kattvakt, Rikard kan lämna datorn igång och inloggad på BDB under tiden dom är borta. Sen vet man aldrig vad som händer.
thetebe
Tue 29 Mar 2011 22:36
Vi borde alla helt resolut sluta skriva i den bara på årsdagen. Så kan vi plocka upp den ett år senare igen
Fearium
Tue 29 Mar 2011 23:46
låter som en suspekt idé Niklas.. passar nog på den.
ni ska få lida länge länge till ;D
ni ska få lida länge länge till ;D
ToKgRiSeN
Wed 30 Mar 2011 20:42
Tkr jag vi kör på :D bor ju ganska nöära, så det blir inte sååå lång att gå, ändats några timmar men annars så ;D
haha :D
haha :D
Anonymous
Wed 30 Mar 2011 21:48
Nu blev det lite Derp igen. Klipp er och skaffa ett jobb, föfan.
ToKgRiSeN
Thu 31 Mar 2011 18:09
jag har tänk på en grej, det hade faktist varit ganska kul ifall någon hade haft lite tråkigt ngn gång och orkat göra ett diagram så man kan se hur många procent man har kommenterat på denna tråden, ifall jag är sjuk någon gång så kan jag ta orkan och göra det :)
mclovinz
Thu 31 Mar 2011 18:14
now that is sad. I dunno what would be more sad.. the person doing the chart.. or the person topping hte chart hahaha
Potatisodlarn
Thu 31 Mar 2011 18:34
Vem behöver ett diagram?
I Google Chrome: CTRL+G sök på användarnamn.
I Google Chrome: CTRL+G sök på användarnamn.
LivingPixels
Thu 31 Mar 2011 19:31
Delta i detta fina fotoprojekt, utmana er själva och er 50mm:are!
"Colorful days of our square life" http://flic.kr/g/fmc1C
"Colorful days of our square life" http://flic.kr/g/fmc1C
Anonymous
Thu 31 Mar 2011 20:11
Är det inte kompanistryk på att inte ha åtminstone ett 50mm?
Ng87
Thu 31 Mar 2011 20:13
Beror på, 50mm är rätt tråkigt på crop-sensor.
Men något motsvarande är ju fint.
Men något motsvarande är ju fint.
LivingPixels
Thu 31 Mar 2011 20:31
50mm är ett måste att ha på kameran eller i kameraväskan, klart roligaste gluggen :)
Fearium
Thu 31 Mar 2011 21:02
oavsett hur tråkigt det är till en cropsensor så är det ett måste? fy skam potatisen...
Ng87
Thu 31 Mar 2011 21:07
Jag sålde mitt då jag hade DX och köpte 35/2 istället, kom mycket mer till användning.
Potatisodlarn
Thu 31 Mar 2011 22:02
Jag köpte mitt 35 när mitt 18-55 gick sönder och jag visste ett antal personer som använde 35 använde det hela tiden.
Så det fick bli mitt nya allround.
Ett 50 hade ALDRIG kunnat vara lika allround.
Så det fick bli mitt nya allround.
Ett 50 hade ALDRIG kunnat vara lika allround.
Anonymous
Fri 1 Apr 2011 17:10
Mja men 400mm har jag bara ett av. 50mm äre minst två av och blir det ju lätt så att man tänker på dom först.
thetebe
Fri 1 Apr 2011 20:04
Nej det är sant. Men är man född med en penis som närmast motsvarar utåtnavel så får man ju spendera cash istället :D
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 2 Apr 2011 14:03
och är man född med en penis som närmast motsvarar ett 400mm 3.5 så skjuter man hellre med den än att spendera pengar!
Anonymous
Sat 2 Apr 2011 15:09
Skulle man ha en så stor penis så skulle man inte kunna få en erektion. Så då måste man nog spendera pengar. CALL ME MELVIN AND SPANK ME! (problem?)
Anonymous
Sat 2 Apr 2011 21:10
WAT?! Nej nu jävlar. Det där var sista gången @thetebe fick service av the lavender passageway från mig.
Anonymous
Sat 2 Apr 2011 21:34
Man blir lätt lite känslig när man har tio ton singel i wlanet.
thetebe
Sat 2 Apr 2011 21:54
:\
Vi tar en roadtripp och hämtar den här så löser vi't
http://www.blocket.se/gotland/Stenkross_32735631.htm?ca=10&w=3
Vi tar en roadtripp och hämtar den här så löser vi't
http://www.blocket.se/gotland/Stenkross_32735631.htm?ca=10&w=3
thetebe
Sat 2 Apr 2011 22:40
Muggen. ..................................... http://i.imagehost.org/0617/hhhgggf.jpg
thetebe
Sun 3 Apr 2011 13:59
Du närmar dig veteranstatus i gruppen ser jag. Vi har alla olika emotionella (och nästan religösa) frågeställningar att gå igenom.
Snart är du lika luttrad som oss som startade det hela.
Snart är du lika luttrad som oss som startade det hela.
thetebe
Sun 3 Apr 2011 18:28
Jag har hört från absolut helt osäkra källor att man i snitt får fågelskit på sig, alltså blir bajad på, 3 gånger i livet.
Jag har fått skit i håret när jag åkte longboard en dag.
1down, 2 to go.
Fler med upplevelsen?
Jag har fått skit i håret när jag åkte longboard en dag.
1down, 2 to go.
Fler med upplevelsen?
Donizz
Sun 3 Apr 2011 18:52
I have. Jag går i skogen med mamma. Vi pratar om fåglarna och jag säger att dom låter så mycket. (måste varit någon gång på våren.) Och just efter att jag sagt det pluppar det till på handen. Myyys.
Har inte varit ute i skogen sedan dess.
Har inte varit ute i skogen sedan dess.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 3 Apr 2011 19:12
Wuusy, du måste övervinna din rädsla mot fågelskit. Bara så du vet så finns vi här, i tråden för att stötta dig... (:
Anonymous
Sun 3 Apr 2011 19:47
Jag har fått måsskit uppepå huvudet. Två gånger. SAMMA JÄVLA DAG.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 3 Apr 2011 19:52
Snorbulle, var det något mera som hände den dagen? det verkar som om det tynger ned dig väldigt mycket. Vi finns om du behöver prata. Trampade du i hundbajs också?
Anonymous
Sun 3 Apr 2011 19:57
Nej, till skillnad från många andra så tjurar jag inte på plan. Jag gick helt enkelt och tvättade håret, två gånger. Efter att jag nogsamt svurit och försökt leverera en sten var åt måsarna.
thetebe
Sun 3 Apr 2011 20:26
Jag kan berätta om gången jag trampade i ljummen hundskit.. barfota.
*Fosterställning*
*Fosterställning*
thetebe
Sun 3 Apr 2011 21:18
True story. Det är det äckligaste jag vart med om.
Det var så äckligt att det inte ens var äckligt längre. Man bara.. var uppgiven. Det var så äckligt att min hjärna försökte editera bort det.
Det var så äckligt att det inte ens var äckligt längre. Man bara.. var uppgiven. Det var så äckligt att min hjärna försökte editera bort det.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 3 Apr 2011 22:15
okej men detta är en sann historia.... För ungefär fem år sen när jag bytte om till bikini så kom min kill-kompis och jag hade ingen top på mig, och jag blev stressad och trillade baklänges ner i kobajs.... rakt på rumpan.... :(
*cutcutcut*
*cutcutcut*
Anonymous
Sun 3 Apr 2011 22:50
Vad jobbigt det skulle vara att till exempel skriva högskoleprovet om man trillade jämt när man blev stressad.
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 3 Apr 2011 23:09
True story.
ute o fotar hägrar i en kohage i minusgrader förrförra året när ja trampade på fruset kobajs som fortfarande va sådär mjukt o härligt ljummet imitten.
och fågelbajs, 2 gånger.
1 gång i sverige och en gång i spanien,
Men visste ni att i libanon om man får duvbajs på huvet så betyder de tur. Folk hedrar en för en dag typ.
ute o fotar hägrar i en kohage i minusgrader förrförra året när ja trampade på fruset kobajs som fortfarande va sådär mjukt o härligt ljummet imitten.
och fågelbajs, 2 gånger.
1 gång i sverige och en gång i spanien,
Men visste ni att i libanon om man får duvbajs på huvet så betyder de tur. Folk hedrar en för en dag typ.
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 3 Apr 2011 23:11
Okej jag ska flytta till libanon om det ger tur att bli skiter på huvudet... :)
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 3 Apr 2011 23:14
konstigt nog händer de inte så ofta.
Ja skulle vilja fånga en flygande fågelbajs med telet. Bajset ska fylla upp hela bilden!
Ja skulle vilja fånga en flygande fågelbajs med telet. Bajset ska fylla upp hela bilden!
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 3 Apr 2011 23:22
men tänk om man lyckas "fånga upplevelsen" och fåglen råkar skita på kameran? så mans er hur skiten är påväg mot kameran.... :)
MadeByMe
Tue 5 Apr 2011 13:14
"The image you are requesting does not exist or is no longer availble"
Ng87
Tue 5 Apr 2011 14:42
Länken har vandrat upp bland kommentarerna under "visa alla" så jag tänker inte trycka där för att kolla :D
Ng87
Tue 5 Apr 2011 14:51
Postade väl i princip samtidigt.
Den bilden är ju för övrigt skitgammal :D
Den bilden är ju för övrigt skitgammal :D
Carrotti
Thu 7 Apr 2011 17:17
Whatever you do, DONT BLINK! Dont even think about blinking! BLINK and you're dead!
thetebe
Thu 7 Apr 2011 20:19
Fearium; haha <3
Jag överväger att helt enkelt vägra gå in i tråden igen efter ett årsdagen
Jag överväger att helt enkelt vägra gå in i tråden igen efter ett årsdagen
thetebe
Thu 7 Apr 2011 21:38
Kanske inte. Men jag är rätt jävla bra när jag sätter envisheten till :)
ToniLouisFoto
Thu 7 Apr 2011 21:45
älskar ju scenen i pulp fiction.
Säg what again and I'll shoot you!
what?
Säg what again and I'll shoot you!
what?
thetebe
Thu 7 Apr 2011 22:07
Är det bara jag som tycker att Samuel L J är usel i allt annat utom den rollen? (eller snarare att den enda roll han kan spela passade så jävla bra där).
...och i The Other guys.
...och i The Other guys.
Potatisodlarn
Thu 7 Apr 2011 22:35
Jag tänkte just säga det (fast struntade i det) fast som Ricky säger.
Han var ju minnesvärd i Snakes On A Plane.
Han var ju minnesvärd i Snakes On A Plane.
thetebe
Thu 7 Apr 2011 22:38
Jag har inte sett den måste jag erkänna. Förutom inledningen. Den kan jag nog knappt redigera till... ..och då planerar jag Titanic 2 lixom.
thetebe
Thu 7 Apr 2011 22:49
Jag levde helt i världen att Titanic var det värsta någonsin. Men jag ser fram mot nya lågvatten (haehae)
Anonymous
Fri 8 Apr 2011 07:12
Han var relativt bra i The Spirit. Men där spelar han ju å andra sidan samma roll som i Pulp Fiction.
MadeByMe
Fri 8 Apr 2011 10:32
till och med jag har Turfat ju! :D
Jojje, du är galen, 3dje plats totalt o.O
Jojje, du är galen, 3dje plats totalt o.O
Ng87
Fri 8 Apr 2011 12:41
Köttar på med examnesarbete 8-16 varje dag, så man pallar liksom inte som det är nu.
MadeByMe
Fri 8 Apr 2011 18:49
Det var som fan.. Nä det hade jag direkt inte tänk, bättre än plast 100 som jag fick förra månaden! :D
MadeByMe
Fri 8 Apr 2011 18:55
btw, visade spelet för en iphone gay, han blev avis " Jag vill också spela" :D
thetebe
Mon 11 Apr 2011 10:09
Ja må den dödas, ja må den dödas, ja må den dödas ut i alla de sätt. Javisst ska den mördas, javisst ska den mördas, javisst ska den fan i mig mördas så brutalt det går.
Potatisodlarn
Mon 11 Apr 2011 13:17
Ja.
Men på årsdagen får vi se till att vara aktiva... för att "fira".
Men på årsdagen får vi se till att vara aktiva... för att "fira".
Ng87
Mon 11 Apr 2011 13:22
Jag tycker att vi håller en "tyst dag" för att uttrycka vår sorg över att ha suttit i skiten så länge.
Potatisodlarn
Mon 11 Apr 2011 13:41
VI har ju redan skrivit i den idag.
Så det är ju redan förstört.
Så det är ju redan förstört.
thetebe
Mon 11 Apr 2011 13:52
Någon som minns när den började vara en plåga från att vara ett kul trick på Fearium?
Potatisodlarn
Mon 11 Apr 2011 13:55
Det var väl vid tiden då fearium började skriva i den i tid och otid för att jävlas med oss.
ToniLouisFoto
Mon 11 Apr 2011 23:15
Årets första longboardolycka idag!
Tror ni de behöver sys? :D
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/488034668/
Tror ni de behöver sys? :D
http://dayviews.com/tonilouisfoto/488034668/
Fearium
Wed 13 Apr 2011 11:47
här ska det inte slutas med något..
Det var ju faktiskt inte jag som startade den?
Nä, ut i solen ska vi nu! bye!
Det var ju faktiskt inte jag som startade den?
Nä, ut i solen ska vi nu! bye!
Ng87
Wed 13 Apr 2011 16:58
Världens bästa knapp kom nyss på BDB, troligen som ett svar på våra böner. "Markera alla kommentarer som sedda."
Ng87
Wed 13 Apr 2011 17:48
Åh fan, måste jag ha missat då.
Men, då slipper man ju trycka in och hamna i den här skiten. Happy days
Men, då slipper man ju trycka in och hamna i den här skiten. Happy days
Ng87
Wed 13 Apr 2011 18:12
De gånger jag vill beblanda mig med er så finns det kanaler som är långt mycket mer skonsamma mot min dators kapacitet.
Anonymous
Mon 25 Apr 2011 14:16
Tycker jag med, fast bara skönt.
Grattis @MadeByMe 3700 kommentaren! =)
Grattis @MadeByMe 3700 kommentaren! =)
HARUBLA
Fri 29 Apr 2011 22:21
Hmm... jag förstår icke. Vad är det ni babblar om här hela tiden?
Jag vill nämligen inte visa alla svar, kommer ta en förskräcklig tid. :P
Jag vill nämligen inte visa alla svar, kommer ta en förskräcklig tid. :P
LivingPixels
Fri 29 Apr 2011 22:22
Ska vi terrorisera ännu fler menar du?
Tycker vi fler än tillräckligt många som är suicidiala pga tråden xD
Tycker vi fler än tillräckligt många som är suicidiala pga tråden xD
flatapan
Fri 29 Apr 2011 22:29
jag var suicidial redan innan, så det gör ingen skillnad i mitt fall!
Potatisodlarn
Fri 29 Apr 2011 22:31
Har du?!
Jag kommer ihåg att ha taggat dig massvis med gånger utan framgång.
Jag kommer ihåg att ha taggat dig massvis med gånger utan framgång.
flatapan
Fri 29 Apr 2011 22:31
fast det där var inte ens sant, däremot är det sant att jag har en impulskontrolltstörning och därför med lätthet slänger ur mig saker som jag tycker låter bra just då. en ganska dålig idé att bjuda med mig på en sådanhär picknick med andra ord! det är botemedlet ni har att tacka för detta, kom ihåg det!
Fearium
Fri 29 Apr 2011 22:38
med andra ord en redigt bra anledning att ha dig här apan! :D @HARUBLA failade hårt här.. nu kommer du var eviga dag tänka "åhå, en ny kommentar" för att sen bli så bedrövad över att det bara var denna tråden som nån skrivit i ;D
flatapan
Fri 29 Apr 2011 22:46
du bjöd med mig! :* jag älskar att gå på picknick, faktum är att jag och två av mina vänner alltid, har picknick när vi ses. vi kallar det tvångspickick för någon måste äta något bara de andra två gillar :D
Potatisodlarn
Fri 29 Apr 2011 23:02
^Ja!
VI borde ha en vid Nimis i sommar, @Ng87, @Fearium, @Gulbagge, @Botemedlet och alla andra möjliga deltagare.
VI borde ha en vid Nimis i sommar, @Ng87, @Fearium, @Gulbagge, @Botemedlet och alla andra möjliga deltagare.
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 30 Apr 2011 12:43
Sjukt länge sen ja picnickade med er nu, fan håller ni på med egentligen? :D
Trodde ni hade dissat denhär för länge sen!
Trodde ni hade dissat denhär för länge sen!
flatapan
Sat 30 Apr 2011 12:53
@thetebe har ett asbra partytrick som passar perfekt på picknick! han kan knäcka ägg med knävecket, utan att söla!
flatapan
Sat 30 Apr 2011 12:56
nejnej, rått såklart. inte brukar man väl kalla det att knäcka ägg när de är kokta? kan jag inte tänka mig!
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 30 Apr 2011 13:00
wtf?
torbjörn, varför har du aldrig sagt nått innan?!
Jag kan bygga skepp inne i glasflaskor.
torbjörn, varför har du aldrig sagt nått innan?!
Jag kan bygga skepp inne i glasflaskor.
flatapan
Sat 30 Apr 2011 13:01
han var kanske inte riktigt närvarande när han gjorde det...
och fan vilka stora glasflaskor du måste ha hittat för att kunna bygga skepp inne i dem! :O eller... så är du väldigt liten. så kan det förstås vara!
och fan vilka stora glasflaskor du måste ha hittat för att kunna bygga skepp inne i dem! :O eller... så är du väldigt liten. så kan det förstås vara!
ToniLouisFoto
Sat 30 Apr 2011 13:15
Rolfie!
Vart är du nu för tiden, ser dig aldrig längre, börja jobba på citybowl nurå!
Vart är du nu för tiden, ser dig aldrig längre, börja jobba på citybowl nurå!
Potatisodlarn
Sat 30 Apr 2011 13:21
Jag är hemma, ba'.
Är för lat för att ta mig hemifrån, så det är sällan att man ser mig.
Får se hur det blir med Citybowl. Om jag är kvalificerad för jobbet kanske jag skall se om jag skall prata med dem om det. Råkar lida av kronisk fattighet, och de kanske kan bota det :3
Är för lat för att ta mig hemifrån, så det är sällan att man ser mig.
Får se hur det blir med Citybowl. Om jag är kvalificerad för jobbet kanske jag skall se om jag skall prata med dem om det. Råkar lida av kronisk fattighet, och de kanske kan bota det :3
Botemedlet
Sat 30 Apr 2011 13:42
Vad är cityibowl?
also: vet ni vad hans sa till greta när greta började äta på häxans hus?
also: vet ni vad hans sa till greta när greta började äta på häxans hus?
Botemedlet
Sat 30 Apr 2011 13:57
eller rättare sagt, vad häxan sa. Doh. Nåja, here it goes iaf.
hans: nom nom nom
greta: nom nom nom
häxan: sluta! ni äter mig ur huset.
hans: nom nom nom
greta: nom nom nom
häxan: sluta! ni äter mig ur huset.
ToniLouisFoto
Sun 1 May 2011 16:29
2 hela flaskor jägermeister, 10 smirnoff ice, 10 bacardi breezer, 5 tequila shots och 5 heineken.
min valborg va awesome, hur va eran?
min valborg va awesome, hur va eran?
MadeByMe
Sun 1 May 2011 16:31
Hur fan orkar du? >___<
Min fredag var bränboll och fest, i Borås, sen på lördagsförmiddagen blev det mot kungsbacka, bmw träff, sen efter det blev det massa gott grill och fest igen! :D
Min fredag var bränboll och fest, i Borås, sen på lördagsförmiddagen blev det mot kungsbacka, bmw träff, sen efter det blev det massa gott grill och fest igen! :D
LivingPixels
Sun 1 May 2011 16:37
Var iväg och lirade golf med lite kompisar, rejsade lite bilar och kvällen avslutades med grill en massa gott att dricka och en jäkla massa fyllerhumor. Awesome helt enkelt :D
MadeByMe
Sun 1 May 2011 22:39
ibland måste man, för att släppa loss lite mer. annars får man ju inte se tjejer klä av sig.. eller vänta nu, det får jag ju ändå. då vart det inte kul :(
flatapan
Mon 2 May 2011 08:46
ah, men jag kan alltid släppa loss! :D folk brukar tro att jag är den mest alkoholpåverkade... hehe
ToKgRiSeN
Sat 21 May 2011 21:35
amen hej alla :)
Jag har inte orkat med denna tråden, men ähhh har man lite dö-tid över så kan man alltid ta en kopp med kaffe, sätta sig i en skön stol och vänta tills det laddat klart :)
Jag har inte orkat med denna tråden, men ähhh har man lite dö-tid över så kan man alltid ta en kopp med kaffe, sätta sig i en skön stol och vänta tills det laddat klart :)
Fearium
Sun 22 May 2011 01:53
jag blev faktiskt lite glad i magen när jag såg att nån skrivit här :D
ToKgRiSeN
Sun 22 May 2011 11:50
Fearium blir ännu glad över att hans älskade tråd, fortfarande lever.
flatapan
Sun 22 May 2011 14:44
jag är väl medveten att det var @thetebe som startade den, men picknicken är ju ändå hos @fearium och därför hävdar jag att den är hans ändå!
Fearium
Mon 23 May 2011 16:35
saxat från @utveckling :
" issaabieber igår 11:36
hejhej ,nu har vi slagit rekord :D
vi har mer än 1000 komentarer på en bild
http://dayviews.com/larsson01/486562829/
kolla , vi borde typ få pris för de .
:) "
That was kinda phun..
" issaabieber igår 11:36
hejhej ,nu har vi slagit rekord :D
vi har mer än 1000 komentarer på en bild
http://dayviews.com/larsson01/486562829/
kolla , vi borde typ få pris för de .
:) "
That was kinda phun..
MadeByMe
Sun 12 Jun 2011 17:13
@Shoofazzi dator klarar inte denna tråden, fick starta om FF 2 gånger >____<
LivingPixels
Fri 17 Jun 2011 23:44
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!! Låt den här tråden avlida nån gång!
MadeByMe
Sat 18 Jun 2011 07:41
@MMarklund, skriver du inte här, så kommer jag ligga med dig sen.. HÅRT och grovt!
flatapan
Mon 15 Aug 2011 09:11
nu är jag tillbaka! har varit i england och mumsat plommon i kopiösa mängder. min mage är inte glad. jobbigt på picknick...
flatapan
Wed 14 Sep 2011 08:21
jag sitter vid jobbets dator = ÄNNU trögare att få upp den här sidan! :D nu ska jag ta mig en kanelbulle till. skitbra frukost ^^ är det det här som kallas att twittra..? hmm
thetebe
Sun 25 Sep 2011 17:55
Jag har ju lyckats med den nästan övermänskliga saken att inte kolla på den här tråden alls sedan ettårs dagen.
...nu fick jag hjärnsläpp och klickade på den, och medan jag FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUade så slog det mig att jag ändå kunde säga hej när det redan var för sent. Kan ju inte låta en ny komma lindrigt undan heller.
När fyller den två år?
...nu fick jag hjärnsläpp och klickade på den, och medan jag FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUade så slog det mig att jag ändå kunde säga hej när det redan var för sent. Kan ju inte låta en ny komma lindrigt undan heller.
När fyller den två år?
flatapan
Sun 25 Sep 2011 18:58
jag har ingen aning om när den fyller två år, men när snacket ändå är igång, och tebe dessutom nämner dansk vispgrädde så måste jag få beklaga mig över min diarré :( alltså seriöst värsta bajsdagen på ÅR!
thetebe
Sun 25 Sep 2011 18:59
:( Sån där så det känns som om man fått vibrationsskador i fisringen ?
flatapan
Sun 25 Sep 2011 20:16
började skriva lite mer utförligt om mina toalettbestyr, men sen kom jag på att det ändå finns gränser för vad vissa tycks klara av att föreställa sig så jag fick sätta stopp där.
thetebe
Sun 25 Sep 2011 20:21
Den här tråden har överlevt det mesta, så go for it. Uttryck det lite med humor bara så går det nog ner. :P
flatapan
Sun 25 Sep 2011 20:33
humor... hm... nej jag vettefan, jag är lite för uttorkad (haha) för humor just nu känner jag. eller ja, inte så att jag inte uppskattar humor i en dagsform som denna, men det är fan jobbigt att sitta och hålla i tampongsnöret samtidigt som man torkar diarré med andra handen...
flatapan
Sun 25 Sep 2011 20:56
brukar du ha jalapenos-cravings när du har mens? (nu vänder jag mig alltså till Carrotti, inte till Tebe)
flatapan
Sun 25 Sep 2011 21:35
jag knarkar dock turkisk peppar. det plus mens gör ju inte magen glad precis. och så länge det finns turkisk peppar i lägenheten äter jag upp den - vare sig jag har akut diarré eller ej! jag har för mig att jag vid något tillfälle faktiskt var förnuftig och slutade äta lakrits när magen strejkade, men jag tycks ha lagt mig av med de där förnuftiga fasonerna :D
Carrotti
Sun 25 Sep 2011 21:39
Problemet med sånt där är ju att man typ glömt det så fort det är bra igen ^^
flatapan
Mon 26 Sep 2011 09:33
jag glömmer mycket, men sånt här glömmer jag inte - jag kan bara inte behärska mig! :3
flatapan
Fri 30 Sep 2011 15:58
bump... bum... får mig osökt att tänka på toalett (som jag alldeles nyss fick besöka i all hast, trots att jag inte ätit turkisk peppar på en vecka) och mitt toalettskämt jag drog för mina nyligen funna teaterpolare igår. det var jättekul, men det var bara jag som fattade det :'( here goes: en av toaletterna på haket vi befann oss på vad byggd i ett gammalt hisschakt. eftersom man pissade där sa jag att jag skulle till PISS-schaktet. det var så jävla roligt ska ni veta! ville bara säga det :D
MadeByMe
Fri 30 Sep 2011 18:42
Tack, ska spara denna informationen och lägga i min speciella låda! :)
flatapan
Fri 30 Sep 2011 19:11
javisst! ni kan även få namnet (men inte nu, för jag minns det icke) på krogen med pisschaktet, lätt värt ett besök bara för toalettens skull!
Fearium
Tue 10 Jan 2012 01:47
@ErykahVoros
Ska du låta den där "Potattisodlaren" vara så elak.. jag försöker faktisk gottgöra dig för allt
Ska du låta den där "Potattisodlaren" vara så elak.. jag försöker faktisk gottgöra dig för allt
LivingPixels
Tue 10 Jan 2012 08:47
Men för i helvete grabbar, jag hade ju nästan glömt bort det här eländet!
flatapan
Fri 13 Jan 2012 14:58
jag har magkramp. testade just en fjärdedels niacintablett. tror jag måste bajsa snart. fy fan (och ja, jag kommer ta tabletten imorgon också)
flatapan
Sat 28 Jan 2012 10:38
jag har förstått att det är skillnad på öl och öl, men jag tycker att all öl smakar beskt. och alkohol är inte min grej, varken smakmässigt eller... alls :P
MadeByMe
Mon 30 Jan 2012 16:52
öl är inte min grej heller.. blää, vissa sorter går, men då ska dom va svinkalla!
Fearium
Mon 30 Jan 2012 18:35
Hell gillade jag inte alls faktiskt.
Nils Oskar är ganska diffust med tanke på att dom har väldigt många olika ;) Rekommenderar dock nån av deras IPA ;)
Schinider Wise rekommenderar jag, framförallt "tap 6"
Brewdog har en del riktigt goda med, Riptide exempelvis.
Sen är dom flesta IPA-ölerna man kan hitta goda, lika så med veteöler.
Annars ska det vara mörkt! :)
Leffe blond/brun är iof ett måste innan jag avslutar detta.
Nils Oskar är ganska diffust med tanke på att dom har väldigt många olika ;) Rekommenderar dock nån av deras IPA ;)
Schinider Wise rekommenderar jag, framförallt "tap 6"
Brewdog har en del riktigt goda med, Riptide exempelvis.
Sen är dom flesta IPA-ölerna man kan hitta goda, lika så med veteöler.
Annars ska det vara mörkt! :)
Leffe blond/brun är iof ett måste innan jag avslutar detta.
Carrotti
Mon 30 Jan 2012 21:45
*dricker en tap 6*
Tänkte att det skulle funka som sängfösare, men blev onykter istället... Damn you svingoda för mig alldeles för starka ölfan!
Tänkte att det skulle funka som sängfösare, men blev onykter istället... Damn you svingoda för mig alldeles för starka ölfan!
Potatisodlarn
Wed 1 Feb 2012 23:03
#Somenfar är nog den töntigaste taggen du kan tagga faderskap med.
Potatisodlarn
Wed 1 Feb 2012 23:26
höhö. Jo jag vet. Det var han som började med den taggen. Och den enda som använder den. Inkräkta inte på hans territorium. Hitta på en egen tagg som inte är gay.
Potatisodlarn
Wed 1 Feb 2012 23:36
Och kan vi sluta skriva här?
Det tar mig en sådan föbannad tid att kolla denna tråden.
Den laddar i 10 minuter innan chrome dör.
Det tar mig en sådan föbannad tid att kolla denna tråden.
Den laddar i 10 minuter innan chrome dör.
Carrotti
Wed 1 Feb 2012 23:39
Jag kommer inte ens in här längre.. Får markera kommentarer som sedda och sedan klicka på senaste 50 kommentarerna :D
Gnatt <3
Gnatt <3
Gabriel Sjölund
Thu 2 Feb 2012 09:53
Skulle gärna sluta skriva här men blev @-taggad av Fearium och dessutom så
a) Har jag inte ens börjat, plus att
b) Odlarn dissar min tagg #somenfar, vilket jag inte kan låta stå oemotsagt.
#somenfar är förstås en alludering till #somenchef, den svenska varianten av #likeaboss (med egna memes och allt). #enfuckingfarsa är förstås mer modernt språkbruk, men har fem stavelser. En viktig faktor i #likeaboss-varianter är att de är trestaviga. Rätt rytmik i språk är sjukt viktigt. För att behålla tydligheten i kopplingen till #likeaboss så måste det i början bestå av orden "somen ...". Om det är att vara pappa som man vill beskriva så finns det bara ett enstavigt ord att välja. Far.
Alltså: Den absolut mest grymma tagg som kan användas för faderskap och beskriva hur det är att vara pappa, är givetvis #somenfar.
VSB.
a) Har jag inte ens börjat, plus att
b) Odlarn dissar min tagg #somenfar, vilket jag inte kan låta stå oemotsagt.
#somenfar är förstås en alludering till #somenchef, den svenska varianten av #likeaboss (med egna memes och allt). #enfuckingfarsa är förstås mer modernt språkbruk, men har fem stavelser. En viktig faktor i #likeaboss-varianter är att de är trestaviga. Rätt rytmik i språk är sjukt viktigt. För att behålla tydligheten i kopplingen till #likeaboss så måste det i början bestå av orden "somen ...". Om det är att vara pappa som man vill beskriva så finns det bara ett enstavigt ord att välja. Far.
Alltså: Den absolut mest grymma tagg som kan användas för faderskap och beskriva hur det är att vara pappa, är givetvis #somenfar.
VSB.
flatapan
Fri 3 Feb 2012 09:33
jag kommer inte heller in här! men när jag väl gör det skriver jag :D och inte kan väl någon annan än Fearium bestämma om alla ska sluta skriva här? det är ju hans picknick :D
Fearium
Sat 4 Feb 2012 00:57
Precis. jag är allmighty boss of the tråd.
Skyll er själva, allt var ju menat som ett "skämt" mot mig. Hämnden är ljuv?
Skyll er själva, allt var ju menat som ett "skämt" mot mig. Hämnden är ljuv?
Potatisodlarn
Sat 4 Feb 2012 01:01
Men nu när du är farsa. Var lite barmhärtig!
Ta bort tråden! :@@
Annars fryser vi* ut dig.
*troligen bara jag
Ta bort tråden! :@@
Annars fryser vi* ut dig.
*troligen bara jag
Ng87
Sat 4 Feb 2012 01:03
Snart två års hämnd står inte i proportion till den ursprungliga illgärningen.
Ng87
Sat 4 Feb 2012 01:10
Detta var ju inget, men här var jag i högform:
http://dayviews.com/wezzli/497756880/
http://dayviews.com/wezzli/497756880/
Potatisodlarn
Sat 4 Feb 2012 01:18
Det var du.
Du vill inte lära ut den nobla konsten av att kunna formulera sig?!
Du vill inte lära ut den nobla konsten av att kunna formulera sig?!
Potatisodlarn
Sat 4 Feb 2012 01:34
BTW! @Fearium!
Om vi alla som håller till här ba' samlas i Växjö i vår och har picknick, kan vi väl stänga ner denna tråden?!?!?
Om vi alla som håller till här ba' samlas i Växjö i vår och har picknick, kan vi väl stänga ner denna tråden?!?!?
flatapan
Sat 4 Feb 2012 08:41
jag tänkte bara inflika att jag har ont i halsen. men inte så mycket så ni behöver inte oroa er. nu ska jag äta gröt. vad gröten innehåller kan jag redogöra för senare, jag tror att ni är väldigt intresserade av detta :3
flatapan
Sun 19 Feb 2012 09:14
jag ska googla öronproppar nu. jag sayin'. mina öron är fan jobbiga. vaxproppar och psoriasis mest hela tiden. btw, är det någon mer än jag som har tänkt på att öronvax luktar väldigt gott (i alla fall mitt, allas luktar olika och dessutom olika från dag till dag) men att det smakar så JÄVLA illa? alltså jag har - faktiskt - inte smakat på det med flit. men ja. jag har för länge sedan råkat smaka på det. fyfan.
thetebe
Sun 19 Feb 2012 09:33
Hundars öronvax luktar Mumsmums!
Also: psoriasisodlarn kunde det stå, för jag är fötjyld sa da laturr de saoh.
Also: psoriasisodlarn kunde det stå, för jag är fötjyld sa da laturr de saoh.
LivingPixels
Tue 5 Jun 2012 09:11
Grattis @thetebe ! Jag flyttade precis till min och flickvännens första lägenhet =)
MadeByMe
Tue 5 Jun 2012 15:30
Chrome ger upp att hämta alla....
http://image.bayimg.com/bapekaada.jpg
http://image.bayimg.com/bapekaada.jpg
flatapan
Sat 16 Jun 2012 09:15
här får ni en haiku!
rikard var ledsen
tebe fixade picknick
den tar aldrig slut
:D
rikard var ledsen
tebe fixade picknick
den tar aldrig slut
:D
Joacime
Sun 17 Jun 2012 00:24
Det finns 10 typer av människor, de som förstår binärt och de som inte gör det.
Gabriel Sjölund
Mon 18 Jun 2012 10:50
Spelade Diablo 01-05 natten mot söndag. Diablo 2. Vsg för info.
thetebe
Tue 19 Jun 2012 12:43
Icke jeg.
Jag spelade ut Splinter Cell - Conviction igår. Och idag börjar jag med antingen Rage eller med BioShock ett.
Jag spelade ut Splinter Cell - Conviction igår. Och idag börjar jag med antingen Rage eller med BioShock ett.
Joacime
Sun 15 Jul 2012 22:52
Jag tänkte skriva en seriös kommentar här nu för en gång skull, men så blev det inte ;P;P;PP;ppp;P;P;P
Fearium
Mon 16 Jul 2012 01:29
nope, det kommer det inte! :D
alla gjorde ett fantastiskt dåligt jobb med det på meetupen här i växjö :)
alla gjorde ett fantastiskt dåligt jobb med det på meetupen här i växjö :)
flatapan
Mon 16 Jul 2012 18:01
men fyfan vad ni skräms! jag har inte lyckats öppna den här tråden på flera dagar och det första jag ser när jag lyckas är "ta inte bort! :(" trodde picknicken var på väg att avslutas! D':
MadeByMe
Sat 6 Oct 2012 00:04
Oh boy! Vilket vackert väder, solen skiner idag.
Oh boy! Inga tunga kläder behövs, och det gillar jag.
Oh boy! Inga tunga kläder behövs, och det gillar jag.
thetebe
Sat 6 Oct 2012 10:00
Jag blir inte alltid lika glad. Men jag blir gladare än jag var tidigare. Det var bara tjatigt i 2 år. Nu börjar det vara roligt igen
flatapan
Wed 24 Oct 2012 11:33
Fan vad jag har missat mycket. Det här är första gången på evigheter som mitt internet behagar släppa in mig på den här tråden. Ni verkar ha det trevligt i alla fall! :D Hoppas att jag kan återkomma inom kort!
Potatisodlarn
Wed 24 Oct 2012 15:59
Nu har jag bläddrat hela vägen ner hit på mobilen. Det var jobbigt.
thetebe
Wed 24 Oct 2012 16:07
Gabbe, jag gillar din kommentar om att rytmen är viktig för språket.
Du skrev den den andra februari.
Du skrev den den andra februari.
flatapan
Wed 24 Oct 2012 16:52
Jag kan inte kolla internet från min mobil, men jag kan tänka mig att det är fantastiskt att besöka picknicken därifrån!
Carrotti
Wed 24 Oct 2012 16:57
Att ha en tegelsten är inget att skämmas för :D
Hade fortfarande haft kvar min, om det inte vart för att den knappt funkade längre!
Hade fortfarande haft kvar min, om det inte vart för att den knappt funkade längre!
Potatisodlarn
Wed 24 Oct 2012 18:15
Picknicken känns typ densamma från mobilen som den gör från datorn.
thetebe
Wed 24 Oct 2012 18:17
Förutom att man får upp ALLA kommentarer. Och man börjar högst upp.
Och telefonen kanske exploderar i försöket att öppna den.
Och telefonen kanske exploderar i försöket att öppna den.
Fearium
Thu 25 Oct 2012 01:12
Har försökt mig på detta en gång på min x10mini Pro.. den låste sig när jag nästan var framme..
Potatisodlarn
Thu 25 Oct 2012 01:26
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah.
Förövrigt så vill jag se att @Ng87 stannar förbi och ärar oss med sin närvaro.
Förövrigt så vill jag se att @Ng87 stannar förbi och ärar oss med sin närvaro.
thetebe
Thu 27 Dec 2012 12:56
Picnictråden, whats happening?
http://cdn.uproxx.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/tumblr_lpz6yqoYtI1qmvit7o1_500.png
http://cdn.uproxx.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/10/tumblr_lpz6yqoYtI1qmvit7o1_500.png
Potatisodlarn
Thu 27 Dec 2012 13:36
Tebe, du är en mört.
Du skriver här och terroriserar oss alla men du gör aldrig något snällt eller trevligt.
Du ba' återupplivar denna tråden hela tiden och är otrevlig!
Du skriver här och terroriserar oss alla men du gör aldrig något snällt eller trevligt.
Du ba' återupplivar denna tråden hela tiden och är otrevlig!
Potatisodlarn
Mon 31 Dec 2012 14:52
Du får ju spendera den med folk du känner. Du kunde sitta i ett fängelseläger i Afghanistan med en massa främlingar som gnäller hela tiden. Då kan du säga att detta är det värsta nyåret ever. Nu är du bara sjuk. Krya på dig och sluta gnäll.
Fearium
Mon 31 Dec 2012 16:54
Har faktiskt aldrig spenderat ett nyår i ett fängelse i Afganistan.. Så detta är still the worst ever..
Men det kunde ha varit värre :)
Men det kunde ha varit värre :)
thetebe
Mon 31 Dec 2012 17:34
Jag har sjuk sambo.
Det betyder att jag får lyssna på gnäll OCH göra allt som skall göras.
Party party
Det betyder att jag får lyssna på gnäll OCH göra allt som skall göras.
Party party
LivingPixels
Mon 31 Dec 2012 17:49
Här känns det som att halva stan håller på att försvinna under regnet. Jaja, jag har iaf min plankstek! Får bli mysig kväll på soffan med sambon istället för party.
Carrotti
Tue 1 Jan 2013 02:38
jag måste slagit något rekord i att scrolla på mobilen nu. trött i armen....
MadeByMe
Sun 6 Jan 2013 20:58
Enligt min räkare så blir jag 4k..
"Visa alla svar på denna kommentar (3999)"
Jävla skumt!
"Visa alla svar på denna kommentar (3999)"
Jävla skumt!
Potatisodlarn
Sun 6 Jan 2013 23:32
Oskar. Det du går efter visar bara hur många kommentarer som är dolda.
Det riktiga talet står längsta ner på sidan.
Det riktiga talet står längsta ner på sidan.
LivingPixels
Fri 1 Mar 2013 15:06
Idag fick vi Burger King här i Uddevalla, inte hunnit testa än dock
thetebe
Fri 1 Mar 2013 17:57
BK besökte jag för ett par veckor sedan.
Det var natten jag förvandlades till ett Cipher.
Det var natten jag förvandlades till ett Cipher.
Joacime
Fri 8 Mar 2013 00:08
Ett gäng tågluffare ~20 sitter på tåget och börjar prata om att campa i skogen.
Kille 1: Men man behöver ju inte kunna springa snabbare än björnen, bara snabbare än den som är sist.
Kille 1: Men man behöver ju inte kunna springa snabbare än björnen, bara snabbare än den som är sist.
Joacime
Tue 19 Mar 2013 19:47
Den 2 Maj kl.24:00, är det ett dygn före 2 Maj kl.23:59 eller en minut efter?
Joacime
Tue 19 Mar 2013 21:40
Bra, tack. Hade en 2 timmars diskussion om det med en och han påstod att 24:00 "tillhör" dagen innan, alltså som en fortsättning på 23:59.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 2 Apr 2013 11:40
Jag har en skrivare och ett överskott på kontorspapper. jag skall föra över vårpicknicken till den verkliga världen.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 2 Apr 2013 17:22
Den är ju en viktig del av världshistorian så jag borde ringa upp något Historiskt museum och höra med dem. Om det inte finns något svenskt museum som vill ta sig an utmaningen att ställa ut det så ringer man väl runt lite. London, Paris, New York, Los Angeles eller något i den stilen.
Fearium
Tue 28 May 2013 10:23
Var det inte länge sedan vi trollade nån grupp som domineras av trollbara småflickor?
Miss those days.
Miss those days.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 28 May 2013 11:09
Tjej snack, var det väl?
sen så skapade vi vår egen eller nåt såntdär?
sen så skapade vi vår egen eller nåt såntdär?
thetebe
Tue 28 May 2013 15:05
Nej, vi spammade den så dom lade ner den och då togjag över den : D
MOAR TROLLING!
MOAR TROLLING!
Anonymous
Sun 16 Jun 2013 02:00
Jag vill också ha en picknick. Är jag för sent ute? :(
LivingPixels
Wed 24 Jul 2013 22:51
Det åskar som fan här, helt sjukt vacker utsikt från min balkong :3
Fearium
Fri 26 Jul 2013 00:34
Kan väl säga att jag inte gillat åskan idag för en gångs skull... Tågen var helt utslagna i södra sverige.. ;)
thetebe
Fri 26 Jul 2013 11:45
Den kom inte igång här fören 5 i morse så det var för ljust för att plåta den så jag gillar den inte heller :(
Potatisodlarn
Fri 1 Nov 2013 02:14
Vi borde ta bilder på rutten mat och tagga det med #Tebbig
Men även använda det för linjesnusk.
På så vis så får vi ut det mesta av vår nya tagg.
Men även använda det för linjesnusk.
På så vis så får vi ut det mesta av vår nya tagg.
Fearium
Fri 1 Nov 2013 02:22
Neje. Sur mjölk och mögliga mackor är bara Torbjörns uppfattning av taggen. Det gör den så mycket bättre!
Potatisodlarn
Fri 1 Nov 2013 02:24
Och så använder vi det för att beskriva hans bilder? :d
Tebbiga!! :d:d:d:d:d
Tebbiga!! :d:d:d:d:d
nilleforthewin
Fri 22 Nov 2013 03:50
Kom igen nu, inget sen november? Skärp er! Knappt en månad till julafton, har ni varit snälla i år?
Carrotti
Fri 22 Nov 2013 20:59
Det är väl bara att kommentera på friskt, så är det över på en vecka!
Anonymous
Sun 24 Nov 2013 14:09
Önskelistan: moderkort, processor, ram. Inget jag behöver men fan så skönt med lite högre prestanda.
Fearium
Mon 25 Nov 2013 21:58
Nu är jag officiellt "ledig" fram tills på måndag.
Vem kommer och hälsar på mig på DH? :DD
Vem kommer och hälsar på mig på DH? :DD
nilleforthewin
Thu 9 Jan 2014 02:29
Har ni inte ens skrivit i år? Skärp er, trodde ni gillade den här tråden!
Fearium
Mon 13 Jan 2014 14:24
Måste ligga i mer!
Ber om ursäkt för min del, har legat i sängen med 39,5 graders feber hela min lediga helg... Ja, TYCK SYND OM MIG!
Ber om ursäkt för min del, har legat i sängen med 39,5 graders feber hela min lediga helg... Ja, TYCK SYND OM MIG!
Potatisodlarn
Thu 16 Jan 2014 01:20
Alla har så söta katter... förutom jag... och Tebe.
Tebe har inte ens några katter. Vad han ens gör här vet jag inte.
Tebe har inte ens några katter. Vad han ens gör här vet jag inte.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 1 Apr 2014 12:28
Nu borde vi skriva här igen, nu när de jävlarna har åkt till Teneriffa igen!
Gabriel Sjölund
Sun 6 Apr 2014 06:49
Skräck för att typ krascha sajten får mig att inte klicka in här så ofta. Som sirap när kommentarstråden hämtas in!
Gabriel Sjölund
Sun 6 Apr 2014 08:46
4145 kommentarer. Det är OK så länge man inte behöver fälla ut tråden ;)
Gabriel Sjölund
Sun 6 Apr 2014 12:56
Provade det i Android-appen. Det tog "en stund". Inget kraschade dock :D
thetebe
Tue 22 Apr 2014 06:00
Sorgligt nog båda. Vi kommer se ägg, sill och vidskepelse även nästa år.
Potatisodlarn
Wed 23 Apr 2014 20:41
Det fanns hus gator, människor och folk.
Väldigt likt Växjö, inte värt att åka dit.
Väldigt likt Växjö, inte värt att åka dit.
Fearium
Wed 23 Apr 2014 21:09
Nej, men de håller ett event där nu i helgen. Gjorts några år nu. Jag är medbjuden som deras fotograf =)
Joacime
Tue 29 Apr 2014 22:39
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Potatisodlarn
Tue 29 Apr 2014 23:18
Jag röstar för att sparka ut Tebe från picknicken om han skall vara spydig.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 29 Apr 2014 23:54
Det betyder inte att du har rätt att vara odräglig, Tebe!
Sluta vara odräglig, börja vara dräglig!
Sluta vara odräglig, börja vara dräglig!
thetebe
Wed 30 Apr 2014 09:46
Har ni tänkt på att posten inte alls har några lämpliga kuvert för att skicka papyrusrullar?
Potatisodlarn
Wed 30 Apr 2014 18:49
Eller bara skaffa ett rör och lägga skiten i och sätt ett frimärke på det så ger du det till posten så att de kan sabba din dag genom att krossa ditt paket och så går du hem och är nöjd med vad du har åstadkommit.
Potatisodlarn
Wed 30 Apr 2014 23:58
För mig?
Nej, inget jag har postat med posten har gått sönder, inget någon annan har postat till mig har gått sönder.
Jag vill minnas att tillochmed @Fearium's muta/kakor kom fram oskadda och i ätbart skick.
Nej, inget jag har postat med posten har gått sönder, inget någon annan har postat till mig har gått sönder.
Jag vill minnas att tillochmed @Fearium's muta/kakor kom fram oskadda och i ätbart skick.
thetebe
Fri 2 May 2014 08:44
Varför i hela friden skulle man vilja hitta dom igen? Såg bilder på mig själv från tonåren igår och det finns inte nog skam i världen.
thetebe
Fri 2 May 2014 10:54
Ja faktiskt. Den sociala biten man hade i plugget är en sak man inte hittar igen sen direkt.
Däremot så hittar man folkagg och bitterhet som mer än väl väger upp för avsaknaden av människor i sin närhet. <3
Däremot så hittar man folkagg och bitterhet som mer än väl väger upp för avsaknaden av människor i sin närhet. <3
Gabriel Sjölund
Thu 23 Oct 2014 13:18
Middag = lunch? Isf ja! Åt pannbiff med stekt lök och rårörda lingon.
Fearium
Thu 22 Jan 2015 22:12
ioiolkljhygbgfvgggttttygyhuhhhggggggbggggggggggggggg g öljjokkolå¨öåöö- ff ästtttttmbbvxzzttrrrrrrrrreeaaaaaaaaaaa
/Nova
/Nova
thetebe
Tue 12 May 2015 22:25
Vart håller alla hus nu förtiden då?
Jag har lite proträtttjosan på min facebook (Torbjörn Skogsberg)
och en massa mobilminimalismfoto på min instagram ( http://www.instagram.com/torbjornskogsberg )
Jag har lite proträtttjosan på min facebook (Torbjörn Skogsberg)
och en massa mobilminimalismfoto på min instagram ( http://www.instagram.com/torbjornskogsberg )
Potatisodlarn
Wed 13 May 2015 22:08
Denna tråden kommer överleva DV, hur omöjligt ni nu tror att det är så kommer den banne mig göra det.
Det är egentligen sant eftersom Nova har hårdkopia på tråden som den var fram till en viss punkt för två år sedan, så ja.
Var glada allihop.
Det är egentligen sant eftersom Nova har hårdkopia på tråden som den var fram till en viss punkt för två år sedan, så ja.
Var glada allihop.
Potatisodlarn
Wed 13 May 2015 22:09
Förutsatt att Nova inte sjabblar bort alla 300 sidor, eller har sönder dem på något sätt.
Kanske hon ska få ett eldsäkert kassaskåp när hon fyller fyra.
Kanske hon ska få ett eldsäkert kassaskåp när hon fyller fyra.
Joacime
Tue 19 May 2015 00:48
Att denna sida lever än...
Ni hittar mig här annars http://www.instagram.com/joacime
Ni hittar mig här annars http://www.instagram.com/joacime
Gabriel Sjölund
Tue 19 May 2015 17:12
Tråden är nu så stor att den har sin egen gravitation och drar till sig mindre satelliter av egen kraft
Potatisodlarn
Sat 23 May 2015 00:02
[13:47:30] MOD: fil_maj_rasz
[14:06:44] <+Benobram> DendiFace
[14:06:45] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:46] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:47] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:48] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:49] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:50] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:51] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:51] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:52] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:52] <+Benobram> DendiFace
[14:07:05] <%leahturtle> :|//
[14:07:16] <+Benobram> DendiFace//
[14:07:25] MOD: Benobram
[14:07:27] <%leahturtle> Kappa//
[14:07:44] <%Mhmd_FVC> sE{OIURHNSZCXODSrtc
[14:07:45] <%Mhmd_FVC> dr
[14:07:45] [Info] Your message was not sent because you are sending messages too quickly.
[14:07:47] <%Mhmd_FVC> aderh
[14:07:49] <%Mhmd_FVC> eajazrtikstyfgjxmg hjgch
[14:07:51] <%Mhmd_FVC> fykjxfgc gvx nvbjn n,
[14:08:09] <%leahturtle> truuuu
[14:08:44] <@+Benobram> dude nice
[14:10:44] UNMOD: Benobram
[14:12:00] :D
[14:12:45] <%leahturtle> Beno were you unmodded?
[14:13:13] <+Benobram> no
[14:13:18] <+Benobram> WAIT WHAT
[14:13:27] <+Benobram> yes OneHand
[14:13:32] <%leahturtle> dude nice
[14:13:37] <%leahturtle> #proud
[14:13:41] <+Benobram> cirPls
[14:13:57] MOD: Bosz123
[14:14:35] <%leahturtle> i'm so sorry for your loss tho
[14:14:45] <%Mhmd_FVC> HassanChop
[14:14:54] <+Benobram> :c
[14:15:03] OpieOP
[14:15:05] <+Benobram> OpieOP
[14:15:38] <+Benobram> ZotonFace
[14:16:06] FrankerZ
[14:16:08] MOD: zoton2
[14:22:25] PogChamp
[14:22:40] PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:43] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
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[14:23:00] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:23:01] PogChamp PogChamp
[14:23:03] PogChamp
[14:23:08] <+Benobram> OH MY GOD
[14:23:12] <+Benobram> NICE
[14:23:26] dude nice
[14:23:27] UNMOD: zoton2
[14:23:27] <@%TCiaran> duckTenTen
[14:23:32] piramid wr confirmed
[14:23:42] Kreygasm
[14:23:50] Kreygasm Kreygasm
[14:23:53] Kreygasm
[14:23:57] damn I'm bad
[14:23:58] mini pyramid
[14:24:02] lol
[14:24:05] best I could do :D
[14:24:12] <@%TCiaran> minimids hype
[14:24:26] MOD: zoton2
[14:24:36] <+Benobram> muxu Kappa//
[14:24:41] FrankerZ
[14:24:52] FrankerZ FrankerZ
[14:25:00] ben Kappa/
[14:25:06] <%leahturtle> friend :3
[14:25:07] <%leahturtle> s
[14:25:10] <%leahturtle> more than one friend
[14:25:11] <%leahturtle> wheee!
[14:25:16] <+Benobram> cirFairy
[14:25:16] hi Leah :D//
[14:25:34] <%leahturtle> Hello! \\ :D
[14:25:36] BAN: leahturtle
[14:25:42] RIP
[14:25:45] beno you now accept people calling you beno?
[14:25:53] <@%TCiaran> o.0
[14:26:00] BAN: leahturtle
[14:26:02] <%leahturtle> damn
[14:26:07] <+Benobram> LOL
[14:26:11] fil is here prob
[14:26:12] bopped
[14:26:30] <%leahturtle> I'll be good. I promise :)b
[14:26:34] <+Benobram> OneHand b
[14:26:37] fil's watching u B)
[14:26:37] <~%fil_maj_rasz> guyz u want it with playlist to this video like to normal runs ?
[14:26:47] me no knowings
[14:26:51] H I D D E N W R B O Y S
[14:26:52] uuh... comment?
[14:27:12] or play it as-is
[14:27:13] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no mic
[14:28:13] feel the rush Keepo
[14:28:25] flowing through your veins Kreygasm
[14:28:29] MOD: gaeldemarseille
[14:28:46] <%leahturtle> Zombie <3
[14:29:10] Hello Leah.
[14:29:20] <@%TCiaran> gonna go get a cup of tea, brb
[14:29:25] <@%TCiaran> also hey fil OneHand/
[14:29:45] DansGame
[14:30:04] get huypet
[14:30:18] OneHand
[14:30:29] <+Benobram> LET THE MEMES BEGIN
[14:30:34] <%leahturtle> my steam is in spanish
[14:30:38] <%leahturtle> how do i fix it
[14:30:57] Settings..but I don't know what that is in spanish :D
[14:31:00] <@gaeldemarseille> learn spanish
[14:31:03] <@gaeldemarseille> ezpz
[14:31:05] ^
[14:31:15] <%leahturtle> i'm trying. yo estoy el gato.
[14:31:24] <%leahturtle> que pasa
[14:31:25] <%UltimateFool1337> Yo eryone
[14:31:26] me gusta
[14:31:27] leah: second tab on the top
[14:31:38] final thing there
[14:31:38] ~VC any% sub 57:50 attempts? :P just testing new quality (TrackMania Nations Forever)~
[14:31:41] MOD: RunnerHAWORTH, DragoonClawNZ, Odyssic
[14:31:48] <%leahturtle> gracias <3
[14:31:53] and then the 6th sub menu
[14:32:03] <%UltimateFool1337> So, this IS a recording. Not actual urn
[14:32:04] <@+DragoonClawNZ> (preparing my Banhammer) Hey Fil :D
[14:32:10] was expecting trackmania but I am suprised
[14:32:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Brett!
[14:32:34] <%UltimateFool1337> Hey Dragoon, hey Fil.
[14:32:35] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh yeah didn changed it but what ever :P
[14:32:38] hey dragon
[14:32:44] higlhf
[14:32:47] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Ultimatefool and Muxu
[14:32:47] oh wait this is prerecorded
[14:32:47] MOD: DiogoLoureiro, Vegeto_
[14:32:48] <~%fil_maj_rasz> Brett can u change title and game ?
[14:32:50] <@Vegeto_> Kappa b
[14:32:53] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Sure
[14:33:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> thx
[14:33:01] Hello Fil, u have greetings from Lasecki
[14:33:07] hey fil! nice to see your stream!
[14:33:07] <@tdawg91> how can you be chatting if you are playing the game?
[14:33:09] <~%fil_maj_rasz> thx Vedril
[14:33:12] <~%fil_maj_rasz> :)
[14:33:16] <+Benobram> ??????????????????????????
[14:33:16] <%UltimateFool1337> Tdawg, prerecorded
[14:33:16] <@tdawg91> also, hi !
[14:33:30] <%UltimateFool1337> Fil said he had a secret weapon
[14:33:36] <%UltimateFool1337> So this is it, eh?
[14:33:41] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Ultimate :)
[14:33:44] MOD: tdawg91
[14:33:50] <%UltimateFool1337> filFish /
[14:33:55] Hi, Fil!
[14:33:55] Hello Fil :D
[14:34:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes - this is this video about what was kinda loud by last days
[14:34:02] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Is 'VC any% new WR?' alright for the title, Fil?
[14:34:05] <@tdawg91> yeah, I know. Just kidding
[14:34:10] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Chaseme and saussager :D
[14:34:23] will this smash the old wr? ^^
[14:34:26] *** i have big lags :/
[14:34:28] so do sausages speedrun?
[14:34:29] <~%fil_maj_rasz> can be Dragon - just anything about vc and set game to vc :D
[14:34:36] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Kay
[14:34:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> sry vedril - im streaming with 3 or 3.5k bitrate atm
[14:34:49] <%UltimateFool1337> Vedrii, lower the quality then
[14:34:59] :O
[14:35:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> so without button to resolutions that can be laggy for somebodys
[14:35:17] This is trackmania? DansGame
[14:35:21] Also hi OneHand/
[14:35:31] <%UltimateFool1337> Coke, don't you see the car OneHand?
[14:35:31] is this a prerecorded run?
[14:35:33] <@+DragoonClawNZ> ^ Shouldn't say it now
[14:35:34] is this a restream?
[14:35:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no Freak :) just changed game and titled right now
[14:35:38] ~VC any% new WR? (Grand Theft Auto: Vice City)~
[14:35:42] Ahh right OneHand
[14:35:47] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes Gallardo
[14:36:04] <%UltimateFool1337> Any new strats hype?
[14:36:10] So this is _TEH URN_? Kreygasm
[14:36:12] U test more bit rate than 3.5k?
[14:36:16] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i wanted to show it after Mhmd pass my 57:50 but he didn't do that so i can't let u w8 longer for this
[14:36:27] <%UltimateFool1337> He was close.
[14:36:28] im a little bit hyped for this Kreygasm
[14:36:29] also hey Fil :)
[14:36:32] new wr hype? Kreygasm
[14:36:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Matt :)
[14:36:35] omg Kreygasm
[14:36:36] UNMOD: Vegeto_
[14:36:36] MOD: WorstCokefreak
[14:36:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> and Michi
[14:36:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> and Dederteee :)
[14:36:47] fil Kreygasm
[14:37:12] inb4 57:49 Kappa
[14:37:14] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i had mess on beginning but anyway good split thos xD can be like 6 sec better but cant complain
[14:37:15] So what's the time?
[14:37:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha yeah Black xD
[14:37:27] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u will see ;)
[14:37:28] sub wr Kappa
[14:37:29] <%UltimateFool1337> Spurdo, no spoilers
[14:37:32] MOD: Vegeto_
[14:37:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Spudro btw :D
[14:37:43] <@+DragoonClawNZ> You'll have to see for yourself OneHand
[14:37:54] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:37:54] <%UltimateFool1337> Dragoon, you gonna stream today?
[14:37:57] <@WorstCokefreak> Dragoon OneHand
[14:38:01] <@+DragoonClawNZ> No idea yet
[14:38:09] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Cokefreak
[14:38:13] hello
[14:38:14] fil, is this new wr unbeatable?
[14:38:18] <@WorstCokefreak> Yo OneHand
[14:38:22] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Fail :D/
[14:38:25] No point in watching this, probably will be beaten soon
[14:38:26] <%Mhmd_FVC> 7:26 not 7:23, still beatable Kappa b
[14:38:29] <@RunnerHAWORTH> 7:26 DansGame
[14:38:35] <@RunnerHAWORTH> Haha
[14:38:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> maybe is not wr :O how u know this ? xD
[14:38:40] <@WorstCokefreak> I lurked on your stream earlier today Dragoon OneHand
[14:38:47] <%UltimateFool1337> Hey mhmd Kappa /
[14:38:49] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha yeah this fail on this time...
[14:38:50] <@WorstCokefreak> Saw dem glasses OneHand
[14:38:58] <~%fil_maj_rasz> couple small mistakes what cost me some time
[14:39:01] <@%qqLorraine> Hello guys Kappa/
[14:39:08] <%Mhmd_FVC> hello
[14:39:08] <~%fil_maj_rasz> like this bike grab after mailshooter
[14:39:12] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh *** spoiler
[14:39:17] <%Mhmd_FVC> FailFIsh
[14:39:19] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Okay. I just felt like doing a run then. lol Yeah, couldnt be assed taking them off Kappa
[14:39:20] <%Mhmd_FVC> FailFish
[14:39:23] FailFish Kappa
[14:39:23] <~%fil_maj_rasz> mall*
[14:39:25] what kind of black magic is this? playing and chatting at the same time PogChamp
[14:39:33] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Kykinson :D and Greg <3 filLove
[14:39:39] Hey TriHard
[14:39:41] MOD: qqLorraine
[14:39:41] so, new strats?
[14:39:48] <%UltimateFool1337> Greg, fil duped himself obviously Kappa
[14:39:51] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Forgot to say hi before Kykinson. Hello :D /
[14:39:51] btw, hi Fil!
[14:39:52] teh urn, eh
[14:39:58] is this teh urn?
[14:40:00] Dragoon TriHard/
[14:40:05] <@%TCiaran> mmm tea
[14:40:09] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey hey :)/
[14:40:12] and why so silent?
[14:40:13] <@%TCiaran> hey dragoooooooooooooooooooooon
[14:40:19] <@%TCiaran> ey filllllllll OneHand/
[14:40:20] <@WorstCokefreak> Fil printed a dupe of himself at the printworks OneHand
[14:40:24] <@%TCiaran> hey everyone
[14:40:27] <@%TCiaran> eeeee
[14:40:32] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Tciarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrran MiniK
[14:40:41] <%Mhmd_FVC> time to shitpost cause fil ignored me
[14:40:43] so many mods Kreygasm
[14:40:43] <%Mhmd_FVC> Keepo
[14:40:43] <%UltimateFool1337> Coke, were you always a mod?
[14:40:48] MOD: Etem_T
[14:40:50] <@RunnerHAWORTH> Nice
[14:40:54] <~%fil_maj_rasz> this mallshooter and jump on bike xD +1 sec :/
[14:41:00] <@WorstCokefreak> Not always but for quite long yes
[14:41:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi Tciaran !
[14:41:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh w8
[14:41:07] <~%fil_maj_rasz> what ?
[14:41:10] rip
[14:41:11] wot?
[14:41:11] picnic
[14:41:12] nice run
[14:41:13] good run
[14:41:13] <~%fil_maj_rasz> black bandwitch
[14:41:13] rip
[14:41:14] rip
[14:41:14] dead
[14:41:15] strim died
[14:41:16] nice splicing Kappa
[14:41:18] PanicBasket
[14:41:19] <%UltimateFool1337> Still see it
[14:41:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hold on
[14:41:21] <@RunnerHAWORTH> RIP
[14:41:21] ^Kappa
[14:41:21] GOOD RUN
[14:41:21] Reset Hype Kappa
[14:41:21] panicBasket
[14:41:22] <@WorstCokefreak> Nice WR run Keepo
[14:41:24] 10 / 10
[14:41:29] <%UltimateFool1337> Nvm Kappa b
[14:41:29] panicBasket
[14:41:32] 420/69
[14:41:33] NEW WORLD RECORD BOYS!
[14:41:33] <+Benobram> WEVE BEEN TRICKED
[14:41:34] <@RunnerHAWORTH> He played us like a damn fiddle SwiftRage
[14:41:35] Wekk
[14:41:36] <~%fil_maj_rasz> where it stops ?
[14:41:38] <%UltimateFool1337> Inb4 run is segmented Kappa
[14:41:38] Well
[14:41:40] <@WorstCokefreak> GG WR
[14:41:40] <%leahturtle> WR HYPE
[14:41:42] <@WorstCokefreak> Keepo
[14:41:43] WR Sub 10 Hyyype Kappa
[14:41:44] 10 mins in
[14:41:47] inb4 that was the whole recording Kappa b
[14:41:48] <%UltimateFool1337> After you grab the bike on mailshoot
[14:41:48] <@zoton2> You just got on the bike :P
[14:41:49] 5 seconds after you went on your bike
[14:42:01] <@gaeldemarseille> mall shootout after killing the French guy
[14:42:08] well this can't be RTA timed now, sorry Kappa
[14:42:09] printworks Kappa
[14:42:15] Why do I see a 2000 follower special in the videos if you have 0 followers? DansGame
[14:42:18] scripted Kappa
[14:42:19] collectors Kappa
[14:42:22] <@WorstCokefreak> Keepo
[14:42:26] twitch is *** up
[14:42:36] <%UltimateFool1337> Segmented, there was no picnic Kappa b
[14:42:37] <@RunnerHAWORTH> Why is the timer paused? OMGScoots
[14:42:41] why do you type like this
[14:42:41] OH REALLY KYKINSON I DIDN'T KNOW
[14:42:45] did i miss something
[14:42:47] Cyber strats Kappa b
[14:42:48] OpieOP
[14:42:50] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha haworth xD
[14:42:55] MOD: Ghoty, GTFrosty
[14:43:01] Yes, new WR is sub 55 Kappa
[14:43:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh another 1 sec lost of bad replay of picking weapon FailFish
[14:43:08] we in dere
[14:43:15] fil's recording the last 47 minutes right now Kappa
[14:43:16] it's back up
[14:43:16] Matt I'm just too cool for school m8
[14:43:27] I thought so but I had to ask Kappa
[14:43:29] <@Odyssic> go back to mail shootout
[14:43:33] dat lag
[14:43:33] <@Odyssic> are you serious
[14:43:39] Filerino duderino fix plox
[14:43:40] go back, mall shootount.
[14:43:42] <+Benobram> you were at mall shootout
[14:43:43] Mall shootout.
[14:43:44] strinner you could have edited the timer during the picnic Kappa
[14:43:53] <~%fil_maj_rasz> so we are back ?
[14:43:57] yes
[14:43:58] ~Stream offline~
[14:43:58] y
[14:43:59] Yes
[14:44:00] <%UltimateFool1337> Niiice Kappa b
[14:44:01] kind of
[14:44:01] go back to sub 10 mins i
[14:44:02] yeah but skipped like 3 mins
[14:44:04] But go back to malll shootout.
[14:44:05] <@+DragoonClawNZ> It's back, Fil
[14:44:18] M A L L S H O O T O U T DansGame
[14:44:19] so y not upload to YT?
[14:44:24] I don't understand, where that urn come from ?
[14:44:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ok tell me when is picnic and on what time it stopped
[14:44:26] time travel hype
[14:44:33] Hacks Kappa
[14:44:34] this is fine
[14:44:37] Yeah Fil whats up :)
[14:44:41] you might as well just start over at this point
[14:44:41] new strats? Kappa
[14:44:44] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Hardles
[14:44:50] <@+Etem_T> is this a wr vod?
[14:44:54] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Fil, better off starting it over, or do two parts and cut at a certain point
[14:44:57] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi Etem
[14:44:58] we don't know..
[14:45:02] nobody kknows Keepo
[14:45:04] So are we watching infamous sub 57? TriHard
[14:45:05] <@%TCiaran> yeah this pos# is fine. Everyone grab some popcorn
[14:45:06] UNMOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:45:06] <@WorstCokefreak> Just start all over from the begining
[14:45:07] <@+Etem_T> Hi Fil
[14:45:18] <@Vegeto_> probably just going to upload to yt?
[14:45:19] hello
[14:45:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u want all over ?
[14:45:22] no
[14:45:23] no
[14:45:24] FIL>MHMD <3
[14:45:24] yeah
[14:45:25] No.
[14:45:25] no
[14:45:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes it will go upoad to yt
[14:45:26] <@WorstCokefreak> Yes
[14:45:26] maybe, maybe yes, maybe no, maybe I'm manuel neuer
[14:45:27] you'll have to reupload this anyways
[14:45:27] nah
[14:45:27] It's good here.
[14:45:28] no
[14:45:29] <%UltimateFool1337> Yes
[14:45:36] hell naw
[14:45:37] <@WorstCokefreak> Or just upload it to YT
[14:45:37] Start from collectors Kappa
[14:45:38] ~VC any% new WR? (Grand Theft Auto: Vice City)~
[14:45:39] BAN: caine1232
[14:45:49] dat replay :-D
[14:45:56] only I get lag from time to time?
[14:46:04] So it is a record coz why else would you upload Kappa
[14:46:10] <%UltimateFool1337> I still have picnic
[14:46:12] UNMOD: GTFrosty, DiogoLoureiro
[14:46:12] MOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:46:14] <~%fil_maj_rasz> lets keep going - it will be uploaded anyway on yt and it is without music so sound will be not get muted
[14:46:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> refresh Ultimate
[14:46:20] <@RunnerHAWORTH> It's fine here
[14:46:22] first split will be -8,2 ! remember my words
[14:46:23] refresh SwiftRage
[14:46:27] <@+jolzi> hype
[14:46:27] Runnerhaworth: trolling level 10 Kappa
[14:46:37] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Jolzi :)
[14:46:40] Haworth to keep up the charade Kappa
[14:46:42] <@+jolzi> HeyGuys
[14:46:43] <@%TCiaran> you can also play stuff from monstercat without getting muted
[14:46:53] <@WorstCokefreak> ^
[14:46:58] <~%fil_maj_rasz> thx Respirte :)
[14:46:59] BAN: caine1232
[14:47:01] <~%fil_maj_rasz> for hosting
[14:47:08] so WR by 57:49:49?
[14:47:08] <@RunnerHAWORTH> MVGame
[14:47:08] DisGuy/
[14:47:12] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ahh yeah Tciaran
[14:47:13] MOD: Joshimuz
[14:47:13] UNMOD: DragoonClawNZ
[14:47:14] resp raid
[14:47:16] -6.0
[14:47:18] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha maybe muxu maybe
[14:47:21] i have to go, good luck on the run Kappa
[14:47:24] <@+Etem_T> but then you'd have to listen to monstercat
[14:47:27] when I'm right I get cookie?
[14:47:36] <%Mhmd_FVC> mcatHeart
[14:47:45] mcaT
[14:47:46] yes, if you buy it first Kappa
[14:47:49] The LAG is huge, why do I get it? BibleThump
[14:47:51] hi MH
[14:47:57] everybody gets it
[14:48:01] <~%fil_maj_rasz> Matt those splits are kinda different than on twitter cuz i made screenshots from timer bu he wasnt on video - just rewatched this run and added time to see splits
[14:48:01] no lag at all
[14:48:07] <@Vegeto_> he put up the bitrate, serpicou
[14:48:08] ohh transcoding, wow
[14:48:09] <@Vegeto_> lower quality
[14:48:13] Ohh okay fil :D
[14:48:13] forgot twitch had this
[14:48:21] MOD: DragoonClawNZ, WhyAmIMrPink
[14:49:06] it's ok on medium..
[14:49:21] thanks vegeto sama
[14:49:22] MOD: dFocus89
[14:49:22] UNMOD: Joshimuz
[14:49:26] Same for me, medium is ok
[14:49:35] I'l give you whatever yo want to repay yyour kindness
[14:49:37] nice split
[14:49:54] <~%fil_maj_rasz> this van scared me as hell xD he could go on my way
[14:49:58] green split -> WR CONFIRMED! PogChamp
[14:50:08] so after this, all the drama ends?
[14:50:18] Why this was not live ?
[14:50:18] Fil are you going to play VC after this run?
[14:50:21] ofcourse not
[14:50:25] <@+Etem_T> Apparently.
[14:50:26] MOD: eSuba_tween, overcooler_
[14:50:31] Fil you used new duping?
[14:50:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no i can't stream.. but explanations on the end :P
[14:50:44] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no new duping
[14:50:44] wait that's a recording?
[14:50:46] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no necessary
[14:50:48] okay
[14:50:55] yes
[14:51:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u can do 26 sec setup for duping even use normal forward strat what im using
[14:51:08] ha
[14:51:09] so with new duping you can get -10sec on this WR?
[14:51:10] Luke100ster: no ***, Sherlock Kappa
[14:51:18] <~%fil_maj_rasz> not exactly
[14:51:20] <%Mhmd_FVC> but fil you can use 26 second duping with the new strat for another 3 seconds
[14:51:23] <~%fil_maj_rasz> cuz duping is the same
[14:51:26] <%Mhmd_FVC> too bad you can't see the message
[14:51:28] <%Mhmd_FVC> lmao
[14:51:33] UNMOD: DragoonClawNZ
[14:51:34] ayy
[14:51:37] <%UltimateFool1337> Kappa
[14:51:39] <~%fil_maj_rasz> just u can save time on shorter replay time preparing
[14:51:48] dat block PogChamp
[14:51:48] <@+Etem_T> I can see it, hello Mr. Person OneHand
[14:51:49] <~%fil_maj_rasz> so u can cut those 4 sec from 30 sec and do it yolo
[14:51:50] nice one, man
[14:51:54] #Freemh
[14:51:56] <+Benobram> shadart
[14:51:57] <%Mhmd_FVC> hey etem
[14:51:59] <+Benobram> OneHand/
[14:52:05] <@+Etem_T> Sup :)
[14:52:07] okeyyy
[14:52:09] <%Mhmd_FVC> fil blocked me so he can't see it obv
[14:52:10] Ben BORT
[14:52:11] <%leahturtle> poor mh :(
[14:52:13] <%Mhmd_FVC> but yeah
[14:52:28] <+DragoonClawNZ> Fil, I've gotta go out in 10 mins or so, let ya know
[14:52:28] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i did here 29 sec strat to have 1 more attempt if one round would get failed
[14:52:35] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ok sure
[14:52:36] <@eSuba_tween> my theory is that it will be a low 57 run that will end with infernus in the water after collectors Kappa
[14:52:38] <@+Etem_T> You're a spooooooky ghost
[14:52:42] MOD: DragoonClawNZ
[14:52:42] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi tween :)
[14:53:09] Why would you even mute anybody?
[14:53:12] <@eSuba_tween> hey fil :)
[14:53:15] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:53:19] <+Benobram> OneHand
[14:53:24] <@Quakecry> so does fil have the new WR or not
[14:53:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> that shooting here was kinda.... bad too xD
[14:53:26] <@+Etem_T> OneHand
[14:53:26] <%UltimateFool1337> OneHand
[14:53:27] shadart if someone was annoying for example
[14:53:31] OneHand
[14:53:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey quakecry ! :)
[14:53:40] Hello Everyone
[14:53:41] this has to be WR, or I'm wasting my time Kappa
[14:53:42] put some vice city tunes on mang Keepo
[14:53:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> and Asazin
[14:53:46] quake 'maybe' kappa
[14:53:54] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Asazin
[14:53:55] Is this a pre recording?
[14:53:56] <@+Etem_T> Asazin OneHand
[14:53:58] The risk of not getting what is going on in chat is too high
[14:53:59] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Yes
[14:54:00] <@Quakecry> why does this look like more than 30 fps
[14:54:04] hey Dragoon and Etem
[14:54:06] Asazin OpieOP
[14:54:07] Ok.
[14:54:10] hi Fil_maj_rasz
[14:54:11] WR HYPE then i guess
[14:54:14] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes - thats this video about what was so loud by past few days
[14:54:20] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi Trunna :) how are u
[14:54:20] well
[14:54:27] <~%fil_maj_rasz> runna *
[14:54:32] fine and you fil?
[14:54:34] who is playing if fil is active on chat ? :D
[14:54:34] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Yeah, what everyone was "upset" about Kappa
[14:54:36] where is my mod Kappa?
[14:54:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> im good :)
[14:54:48] UNMOD: eSuba_tween
[14:54:48] MOD: Quakecry
[14:54:51] <@Quakecry> fil_maj_Rasz do you have a new wr ?
[14:54:53] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey wmNk - its me playin :P
[14:54:54] and mine Keepo
[14:54:56] played some tm again?
[14:55:02] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yeah
[14:55:05] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i love tmnf
[14:55:14] <+da00> Canyon > Nations
[14:55:15] i dont find time for it recently...
[14:55:21] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i want to play even more cuz of getting those server top 20 places xD
[14:55:22] Hello, sorry, but ... no music just this one?
[14:55:22] i wasnt online for like 2 weeks
[14:55:25] <@Vegeto_> reason fil took so long to show this was because he needed time to kidnap ractrot.. so, wmnk, this is truely Ractrot playing
[14:55:29] <@Quakecry> wait are we watching a recorded run
[14:55:29] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi da00 :)
[14:55:35] <@Quakecry> this isnt live
[14:55:40] lol vegeto_
[14:55:42] yes recorded
[14:55:44] Fil is driving with one hand, aiming with the other and chatting with third one Kappa
[14:55:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hahaha
[14:55:49] the 'secret' run
[14:55:51] nice theory vegeto :D
[14:55:52] #save_ractrot
[14:55:57] UNMOD: dFocus89
[14:55:58] <@+Etem_T> RIPtrot, taken too soon BibleThump
[14:56:02] <@Quakecry> i was wondering why fil wrote
[14:56:08] OneHand
[14:56:10] <%UltimateFool1337> #save_ractrot
[14:56:14] <@Quakecry> but why does this look like its at 60 fps?
[14:56:16] <@+jolzi> Vegeto_ wrong
[14:56:20] <@Quakecry> that is not 30 fps we are watching
[14:56:22] <@+jolzi> this is aces
[14:56:27] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> This doesn't look like 60fps...
[14:56:31] <@Vegeto_> dun dun DUNNNN
[14:56:35] oh my god
[14:56:38] i miss aces
[14:56:40] <@Quakecry> yeah it looks like more than 30 at least
[14:56:41] <~%fil_maj_rasz> stream is set to 30 xd
[14:56:41] <@%TCiaran> someone get a stopwatch and count the frames then
[14:56:43] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:56:45] this is adam ak OneHand
[14:56:49] <@+Etem_T> Melis PogChamp
[14:56:53] damn i only got 939 dedimania records now =(
[14:56:54] jolzi wrong, this is misterposts comeback :(
[14:56:54] Etem Kreygasm
[14:57:00] xD xD 1 sec loss at boar entering xD
[14:57:03] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> The game wouldn't behave the same if it actually was 60fps
[14:57:04] Keepo
[14:57:05] Ok I am doing that @TCiaran
[14:57:05] MOD: Astropil0t
[14:57:05] UNMOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:57:09] replay? or live D:
[14:57:13] <~%fil_maj_rasz> Aces was good :) miss him too
[14:57:21] real fresh
[14:57:23] <~%fil_maj_rasz> replay and u can see it as first :)
[14:57:30] anyways fil, where is my mod Kappa?
[14:57:37] <@Quakecry> yeah i guess
[14:57:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yeah Muxu kinda mess time everywhere
[14:57:38] Viewerstats (14:31-14:57): avg:88 min:0 max:140 [13/_0+42+18+9+11+8_80+14+13+33-8-9+15]
[14:57:52] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh trunna :D we will think about this :)
[14:57:53] <@Quakecry> WR is 57:50 right? so will be interesting to see if this is below 57:50
[14:57:56] :D
[14:58:07] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Kieran :)
[14:58:11] MOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:58:11] UNMOD: Astropil0t
[14:58:11] MOD: GTFrosty
[14:58:20] Where dat urn come from ?
[14:58:20] fil is god of VC, it will be better than his prewious WR
[14:58:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> that was scared too xD this boat explosion FailFish that could be rip run
[14:58:26] inb4 this is 57:49 OneHand
[14:58:26] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Maybe it just looks different because we're watching a recording instead of live gameplay. How this would make more sense I don't know, but it's the only difference.
[14:58:30] BAN: wmNk
[14:58:34] Drybone
[14:58:38] you arent inb4
[14:58:41] already been said
[14:58:44] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Why timeout for that?
[14:58:48] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ok let me see who banning those ppl
[14:59:03] <@Quakecry> i unbanned him. dno who banned him
[14:59:10] <+da00> #RogueMods
[14:59:10] <@%TCiaran> it's not me, i'm a lazy fucker
[14:59:12] UNMOD: GTFrosty
[14:59:12] its inb4 to me OneHand
[14:59:16] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace
[14:59:19] OneHand
[14:59:21] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:59:23] FrankerZ
[14:59:24] OneHand
[14:59:24] DendiFace
[14:59:25] Vegeto DansGame
[14:59:25] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:26] <@Quakecry> ut was mhmd_fvc who banned Kappa
[14:59:27] <%UltimateFool1337> OneHand
[14:59:27] <@WorstCokefreak> Maggara1 OneHand
[14:59:28] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:29] <@Quakecry> it"
[14:59:30] TriHard
[14:59:31] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:32] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> A lazy fucker? Your boy/girlfriend must be really lucky Kappa
[14:59:35] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:39] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:40] DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:40] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:41] worstcokefreak OneHand
[14:59:42] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:42] DendiFace
[14:59:44] <@+jolzi> worst pyramid ever mh
[14:59:44] <@WorstCokefreak> Fil why are subs allowed to spam like that Keepo
[14:59:44] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Mh please don't make me ban you Kappa
[14:59:45] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:45] Mh shut up you have no voice here PogChamp
[14:59:46] DendiFace
[14:59:46] <@Quakecry> stop spamming plz
[14:59:47] DendiFace
[14:59:48] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace
[14:59:49] Kappa
[14:59:49] <+Benobram> \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/
[14:59:51] WinWaker
[14:59:51] DendiFace
[14:59:54] oh you were being busy, busy taking over
[14:59:54] <+Benobram> \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/
[14:59:56] Mh, Do you have a few minutes?
[14:59:56] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:57] DendiFace
[14:59:58] <@zoton2> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:01] <+da00> PipeHype
[15:00:02] DendiFace
[15:00:05] <@Quakecry> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:05] <%UltimateFool1337> DendiFace
[15:00:06] DendiFace
[15:00:06] It's a spam trap,guys!
[15:00:09] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:10] MOD: eSuba_tween
[15:00:10] don't do it
[15:00:11] DendiFace
[15:00:14] DendiFace
[15:00:15] <@%TCiaran> DandyFuzz Kappa
[15:00:16] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:17] <@Odyssic> DendiFace /\ WinWaker
[15:00:19] DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:19] DendiFace
[15:00:22] <%Mhmd_FVC> i don't give a *** about being unmodded here
[15:00:22] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:25] DendiFace
[15:00:27] DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:30] DendiFace
[15:00:30] DendiFace my face when I ask for nudes
[15:00:36] DendiFace = Win Waker no space
[15:00:37] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Oh no, the mods are doing it too! Everyone, evacuate!
[15:00:39] FrankerZ LilZ ZliL ZreknarF RalpherZ
[15:00:40] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:46] <+Benobram> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:53] <%Mhmd_FVC> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:54] DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:56] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:58] <@zoton2> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:59] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:00] WinWaker = Dendi Face (no space)
[15:01:00] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:03] <@WorstCokefreak> Mod spam is the best spam OneHand
[15:01:03] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:01:04] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand
[15:01:05] <@Odyssic> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:05] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:06] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:06] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:07] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:08] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:08] <@%TCiaran> stop being assholes everyone
[15:01:09] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:10] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:11] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:11] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:13] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:13] MOD: dFocus89
[15:01:17] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:18] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> So what the *** is going on?
[15:01:18] Me how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:19] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Keep it civilised people
[15:01:19] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:23] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:01:26] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:26] <@+jolzi> this is really wr worty spam
[15:01:27] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream.
[15:01:28] <@Quakecry> +s
[15:01:28] <@WorstCokefreak> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:32] <%Mhmd_FVC> lmfao
[15:01:35] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano DendiFace
[15:01:35] xD
[15:01:37] chat needs an adult OneHand
[15:01:37] civilisation is deeeed SwiftRage DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:38] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano.
[15:01:40] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:01:46] <@Quakecry> there we go Kappa
[15:01:48] <%Mhmd_FVC> lol
[15:01:48] <@+Etem_T> lmao
[15:01:51] <%Mhmd_FVC> i can still talk you know
[15:01:56] <@+Etem_T> Pffffft
[15:02:00] <@%TCiaran> oh yeah proper hero quake, gg
[15:02:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> guyz calm down :) and no sub mode pls
[15:02:09] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:13] <@Quakecry> how do you turn it off
[15:02:19] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:19] <%Mhmd_FVC> /subscribersoff
[15:02:24] <@%TCiaran> oh no space
[15:02:24] <@Quakecry> ty
[15:02:26] [Info] This room is no longer in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:27] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:28] :)
[15:02:28] <+da00> MY CHAT EXPERIENCE!
[15:02:29] <+Benobram> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:29] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:33] [Info] This room is no longer in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:36] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:38] <@WorstCokefreak> FailFIsh stop being retarded
[15:02:38] PLEB WILL RISE
[15:02:40] this is a mess already
[15:02:40] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u can set slow mode like 20 seconds
[15:02:40] <@%TCiaran> guys warning - i WILL time you out of you paste that *** again
[15:02:41] <+da00> FREEDOM
[15:02:41] ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy lmao
[15:02:42] WinWaker = Dendi Face (no space)
[15:02:42] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:43] stop the spam guys
[15:02:44] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace I'm sorry I can't help t
[15:02:44] <@Quakecry> man the non subs are bad man
[15:02:46] [Info] This room is now in slow mode. You may send messages every 20 seconds
[15:02:47] This chat is ***, FIl
[15:02:49] BAN: xxpostaldudexx
[15:02:52] <+Benobram> DendiFace mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:53] <@Odyssic> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano.
[15:02:54] DendiFace mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:02:58] <@WorstCokefreak> 20s slowmode now
[15:02:58] to jest ripley?
[15:02:58] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:03:03] OneHand
[15:03:03] <@%TCiaran> ok mods are doing it, fuckit im out BYE
[15:03:04] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:03:07] Channel was cleared by a moderator.
[15:03:08] <~%fil_maj_rasz> tak gooby
[15:03:13] soooo who is better, mh or fil? or me? DendiFace DendiFace
[15:03:19] <%UltimateFool1337> Bam
[15:03:19] <@+Etem_T> DendiFace
[15:03:20] prevented by betterttv Kappa
[15:03:21] not you
[15:03:22] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u Muxu :*
[15:03:22] i only feel good about myself if i moderate an online chatroom lol
[15:03:24] What have I walked into?
[15:03:25] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:03:26] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:03:32] <@+Etem_T> DendiFace
[15:03:39] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Marlboro
[15:03:44] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Just ignore them, Marlboro. They're just acting immature
[15:03:44] <@Quakecry> Keepo
[15:04:00] <@Quakecry> people who arent subs are plebs
[15:04:14] <@+Etem_T> You're not a sub Kappa
[15:04:22] UNMOD: TCiaran
[15:04:26] <@Quakecry> neither are you Keepo
[15:04:27] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:04:38] <@+Etem_T> Never said I was DendiFace
[15:04:40] <@Quakecry> if you want to join our cool chat please subscribe ;^)
[15:04:44] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> I guess this is how people joining chat must feel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgqRis_czYg
[15:04:44] <@WorstCokefreak> My sub has run over BibleThump
[15:04:55] <@gaeldemarseille> Muxu96: gtamarathon proofed it was mhmd - muxu - m00n - fil
[15:04:56] <~%fil_maj_rasz> BibleThump
[15:05:00] <@gaeldemarseille> *proved
[15:05:03] <@Quakecry> we need to be nice to non subs.
[15:05:04] [Info] This room is no longer in subscribers-only mode.
[15:05:07] :)
[15:05:08] Faeel
[15:05:09] freedom Kappa
[15:05:12] Kreygasm face
[15:05:12] BOOM BOOM BOOM
[15:05:12] <%UltimateFool1337> K
[15:05:13] SourPls
[15:05:14] <~%fil_maj_rasz> freedom Kreygasm
[15:05:19] :-) hello
[15:05:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi zizi :)
[15:05:21] quake then why don't you sub? :P
[15:05:22] MOD: serhef, UltimaOmega07
[15:05:23] <@Odyssic> L C S
[15:05:25] <@Quakecry> Finally freedom! Nazi mods turning on sub mode
[15:05:28] <+da00> mechaRIPURN
[15:05:28] SourPls THEY CAN TAKE OUR FREEDOM SourPls
[15:05:30] so is this it then, the video?
[15:05:34] <@RunnerHAWORTH> OneHand
[15:05:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha Odyssic TSM TSM !
[15:05:35] FIL
[15:05:35] we're free OneHand
[15:05:41] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:05:42] Gael I was 3rd I think, but right forgot that DendiFace Kappa
[15:05:44] who wonnered Kappa?
[15:05:46] pls turn sub only chat BCWarrior/
[15:05:47] <@Quakecry> yes Marlboroford
[15:05:47] <+da00> grtRude grtRude grtRude grtRude grtRude
[15:05:56] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:05:57] Hi
[15:05:59] <%UltimateFool1337> Is this in slow mode or what BibleThump
[15:06:00] [Info] This room is now in slow mode. You may send messages every 69696969 seconds
[15:06:02] Did dyrus winned
[15:06:03] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no DendiFace ? this is how it feels for me being a non DendiFace in your stream
[15:06:06] <+da00> Kappa
[15:06:06] <~%fil_maj_rasz> lol
[15:06:09] xD
[15:06:10] 69696969 OMGScoots
[15:06:10] AW SHIET SO FUNNY
[15:06:11] [Info] This room is now in slow mode. You may send messages every 1 seconds
[15:06:11] <%leahturtle> this chat is a clusterfuck
[15:06:13] fil sort out your mods Keepo
[15:06:14] <@Bosz123> #nazistreamer
[15:06:22] DendiFace Fuzimi! PogChamp :)/ DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:06:24] UNMOD: Ghoty
[15:06:24] <@serhef> What is going on in this chat room?
[15:06:25] n
[15:06:26] a
[15:06:27] Leahturtle dont tell me you dont enjoy it
[15:06:27] z
[15:06:27] Muxu PogChamp
[15:06:28] How about every 57:50 minutes instead? Kappa
[15:06:28] <+da00> #FarRightMods
[15:06:30] this chat is such a mess, seriously. Mods can't even mod properly
[15:06:31] When did fil become < AGDQ?
[15:06:32] BAN: MuXu96
[15:06:32]
[14:06:44] <+Benobram> DendiFace
[14:06:45] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:46] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:47] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:48] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:49] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:50] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:51] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:51] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:52] <+Benobram> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:06:52] <+Benobram> DendiFace
[14:07:05] <%leahturtle> :|//
[14:07:16] <+Benobram> DendiFace//
[14:07:25] MOD: Benobram
[14:07:27] <%leahturtle> Kappa//
[14:07:44] <%Mhmd_FVC> sE{OIURHNSZCXODSrtc
[14:07:45] <%Mhmd_FVC> dr
[14:07:45] [Info] Your message was not sent because you are sending messages too quickly.
[14:07:47] <%Mhmd_FVC> aderh
[14:07:49] <%Mhmd_FVC> eajazrtikstyfgjxmg hjgch
[14:07:51] <%Mhmd_FVC> fykjxfgc gvx nvbjn n,
[14:08:09] <%leahturtle> truuuu
[14:08:44] <@+Benobram> dude nice
[14:10:44] UNMOD: Benobram
[14:12:00] :D
[14:12:45] <%leahturtle> Beno were you unmodded?
[14:13:13] <+Benobram> no
[14:13:18] <+Benobram> WAIT WHAT
[14:13:27] <+Benobram> yes OneHand
[14:13:32] <%leahturtle> dude nice
[14:13:37] <%leahturtle> #proud
[14:13:41] <+Benobram> cirPls
[14:13:57] MOD: Bosz123
[14:14:35] <%leahturtle> i'm so sorry for your loss tho
[14:14:45] <%Mhmd_FVC> HassanChop
[14:14:54] <+Benobram> :c
[14:15:03] OpieOP
[14:15:05] <+Benobram> OpieOP
[14:15:38] <+Benobram> ZotonFace
[14:16:06] FrankerZ
[14:16:08] MOD: zoton2
[14:22:25] PogChamp
[14:22:40] PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:43] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:45] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:47] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:49] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:52] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:55] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:57] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:22:59] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:23:00] PogChamp PogChamp PogChamp
[14:23:01] PogChamp PogChamp
[14:23:03] PogChamp
[14:23:08] <+Benobram> OH MY GOD
[14:23:12] <+Benobram> NICE
[14:23:26] dude nice
[14:23:27] UNMOD: zoton2
[14:23:27] <@%TCiaran> duckTenTen
[14:23:32] piramid wr confirmed
[14:23:42] Kreygasm
[14:23:50] Kreygasm Kreygasm
[14:23:53] Kreygasm
[14:23:57] damn I'm bad
[14:23:58] mini pyramid
[14:24:02] lol
[14:24:05] best I could do :D
[14:24:12] <@%TCiaran> minimids hype
[14:24:26] MOD: zoton2
[14:24:36] <+Benobram> muxu Kappa//
[14:24:41] FrankerZ
[14:24:52] FrankerZ FrankerZ
[14:25:00] ben Kappa/
[14:25:06] <%leahturtle> friend :3
[14:25:07] <%leahturtle> s
[14:25:10] <%leahturtle> more than one friend
[14:25:11] <%leahturtle> wheee!
[14:25:16] <+Benobram> cirFairy
[14:25:16] hi Leah :D//
[14:25:34] <%leahturtle> Hello! \\ :D
[14:25:36] BAN: leahturtle
[14:25:42] RIP
[14:25:45] beno you now accept people calling you beno?
[14:25:53] <@%TCiaran> o.0
[14:26:00] BAN: leahturtle
[14:26:02] <%leahturtle> damn
[14:26:07] <+Benobram> LOL
[14:26:11] fil is here prob
[14:26:12] bopped
[14:26:30] <%leahturtle> I'll be good. I promise :)b
[14:26:34] <+Benobram> OneHand b
[14:26:37] fil's watching u B)
[14:26:37] <~%fil_maj_rasz> guyz u want it with playlist to this video like to normal runs ?
[14:26:47] me no knowings
[14:26:51] H I D D E N W R B O Y S
[14:26:52] uuh... comment?
[14:27:12] or play it as-is
[14:27:13] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no mic
[14:28:13] feel the rush Keepo
[14:28:25] flowing through your veins Kreygasm
[14:28:29] MOD: gaeldemarseille
[14:28:46] <%leahturtle> Zombie <3
[14:29:10] Hello Leah.
[14:29:20] <@%TCiaran> gonna go get a cup of tea, brb
[14:29:25] <@%TCiaran> also hey fil OneHand/
[14:29:45] DansGame
[14:30:04] get huypet
[14:30:18] OneHand
[14:30:29] <+Benobram> LET THE MEMES BEGIN
[14:30:34] <%leahturtle> my steam is in spanish
[14:30:38] <%leahturtle> how do i fix it
[14:30:57] Settings..but I don't know what that is in spanish :D
[14:31:00] <@gaeldemarseille> learn spanish
[14:31:03] <@gaeldemarseille> ezpz
[14:31:05] ^
[14:31:15] <%leahturtle> i'm trying. yo estoy el gato.
[14:31:24] <%leahturtle> que pasa
[14:31:25] <%UltimateFool1337> Yo eryone
[14:31:26] me gusta
[14:31:27] leah: second tab on the top
[14:31:38] final thing there
[14:31:38] ~VC any% sub 57:50 attempts? :P just testing new quality (TrackMania Nations Forever)~
[14:31:41] MOD: RunnerHAWORTH, DragoonClawNZ, Odyssic
[14:31:48] <%leahturtle> gracias <3
[14:31:53] and then the 6th sub menu
[14:32:03] <%UltimateFool1337> So, this IS a recording. Not actual urn
[14:32:04] <@+DragoonClawNZ> (preparing my Banhammer) Hey Fil :D
[14:32:10] was expecting trackmania but I am suprised
[14:32:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Brett!
[14:32:34] <%UltimateFool1337> Hey Dragoon, hey Fil.
[14:32:35] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh yeah didn changed it but what ever :P
[14:32:38] hey dragon
[14:32:44] higlhf
[14:32:47] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Ultimatefool and Muxu
[14:32:47] oh wait this is prerecorded
[14:32:47] MOD: DiogoLoureiro, Vegeto_
[14:32:48] <~%fil_maj_rasz> Brett can u change title and game ?
[14:32:50] <@Vegeto_> Kappa b
[14:32:53] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Sure
[14:33:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> thx
[14:33:01] Hello Fil, u have greetings from Lasecki
[14:33:07] hey fil! nice to see your stream!
[14:33:07] <@tdawg91> how can you be chatting if you are playing the game?
[14:33:09] <~%fil_maj_rasz> thx Vedril
[14:33:12] <~%fil_maj_rasz> :)
[14:33:16] <+Benobram> ??????????????????????????
[14:33:16] <%UltimateFool1337> Tdawg, prerecorded
[14:33:16] <@tdawg91> also, hi !
[14:33:30] <%UltimateFool1337> Fil said he had a secret weapon
[14:33:36] <%UltimateFool1337> So this is it, eh?
[14:33:41] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Ultimate :)
[14:33:44] MOD: tdawg91
[14:33:50] <%UltimateFool1337> filFish /
[14:33:55] Hi, Fil!
[14:33:55] Hello Fil :D
[14:34:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes - this is this video about what was kinda loud by last days
[14:34:02] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Is 'VC any% new WR?' alright for the title, Fil?
[14:34:05] <@tdawg91> yeah, I know. Just kidding
[14:34:10] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Chaseme and saussager :D
[14:34:23] will this smash the old wr? ^^
[14:34:26] *** i have big lags :/
[14:34:28] so do sausages speedrun?
[14:34:29] <~%fil_maj_rasz> can be Dragon - just anything about vc and set game to vc :D
[14:34:36] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Kay
[14:34:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> sry vedril - im streaming with 3 or 3.5k bitrate atm
[14:34:49] <%UltimateFool1337> Vedrii, lower the quality then
[14:34:59] :O
[14:35:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> so without button to resolutions that can be laggy for somebodys
[14:35:17] This is trackmania? DansGame
[14:35:21] Also hi OneHand/
[14:35:31] <%UltimateFool1337> Coke, don't you see the car OneHand?
[14:35:31] is this a prerecorded run?
[14:35:33] <@+DragoonClawNZ> ^ Shouldn't say it now
[14:35:34] is this a restream?
[14:35:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no Freak :) just changed game and titled right now
[14:35:38] ~VC any% new WR? (Grand Theft Auto: Vice City)~
[14:35:42] Ahh right OneHand
[14:35:47] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes Gallardo
[14:36:04] <%UltimateFool1337> Any new strats hype?
[14:36:10] So this is _TEH URN_? Kreygasm
[14:36:12] U test more bit rate than 3.5k?
[14:36:16] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i wanted to show it after Mhmd pass my 57:50 but he didn't do that so i can't let u w8 longer for this
[14:36:27] <%UltimateFool1337> He was close.
[14:36:28] im a little bit hyped for this Kreygasm
[14:36:29] also hey Fil :)
[14:36:32] new wr hype? Kreygasm
[14:36:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Matt :)
[14:36:35] omg Kreygasm
[14:36:36] UNMOD: Vegeto_
[14:36:36] MOD: WorstCokefreak
[14:36:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> and Michi
[14:36:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> and Dederteee :)
[14:36:47] fil Kreygasm
[14:37:12] inb4 57:49 Kappa
[14:37:14] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i had mess on beginning but anyway good split thos xD can be like 6 sec better but cant complain
[14:37:15] So what's the time?
[14:37:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha yeah Black xD
[14:37:27] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u will see ;)
[14:37:28] sub wr Kappa
[14:37:29] <%UltimateFool1337> Spurdo, no spoilers
[14:37:32] MOD: Vegeto_
[14:37:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Spudro btw :D
[14:37:43] <@+DragoonClawNZ> You'll have to see for yourself OneHand
[14:37:54] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:37:54] <%UltimateFool1337> Dragoon, you gonna stream today?
[14:37:57] <@WorstCokefreak> Dragoon OneHand
[14:38:01] <@+DragoonClawNZ> No idea yet
[14:38:09] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Cokefreak
[14:38:13] hello
[14:38:14] fil, is this new wr unbeatable?
[14:38:18] <@WorstCokefreak> Yo OneHand
[14:38:22] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Fail :D/
[14:38:25] No point in watching this, probably will be beaten soon
[14:38:26] <%Mhmd_FVC> 7:26 not 7:23, still beatable Kappa b
[14:38:29] <@RunnerHAWORTH> 7:26 DansGame
[14:38:35] <@RunnerHAWORTH> Haha
[14:38:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> maybe is not wr :O how u know this ? xD
[14:38:40] <@WorstCokefreak> I lurked on your stream earlier today Dragoon OneHand
[14:38:47] <%UltimateFool1337> Hey mhmd Kappa /
[14:38:49] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha yeah this fail on this time...
[14:38:50] <@WorstCokefreak> Saw dem glasses OneHand
[14:38:58] <~%fil_maj_rasz> couple small mistakes what cost me some time
[14:39:01] <@%qqLorraine> Hello guys Kappa/
[14:39:08] <%Mhmd_FVC> hello
[14:39:08] <~%fil_maj_rasz> like this bike grab after mailshooter
[14:39:12] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh *** spoiler
[14:39:17] <%Mhmd_FVC> FailFIsh
[14:39:19] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Okay. I just felt like doing a run then. lol Yeah, couldnt be assed taking them off Kappa
[14:39:20] <%Mhmd_FVC> FailFish
[14:39:23] FailFish Kappa
[14:39:23] <~%fil_maj_rasz> mall*
[14:39:25] what kind of black magic is this? playing and chatting at the same time PogChamp
[14:39:33] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Kykinson :D and Greg <3 filLove
[14:39:39] Hey TriHard
[14:39:41] MOD: qqLorraine
[14:39:41] so, new strats?
[14:39:48] <%UltimateFool1337> Greg, fil duped himself obviously Kappa
[14:39:51] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Forgot to say hi before Kykinson. Hello :D /
[14:39:51] btw, hi Fil!
[14:39:52] teh urn, eh
[14:39:58] is this teh urn?
[14:40:00] Dragoon TriHard/
[14:40:05] <@%TCiaran> mmm tea
[14:40:09] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey hey :)/
[14:40:12] and why so silent?
[14:40:13] <@%TCiaran> hey dragoooooooooooooooooooooon
[14:40:19] <@%TCiaran> ey filllllllll OneHand/
[14:40:20] <@WorstCokefreak> Fil printed a dupe of himself at the printworks OneHand
[14:40:24] <@%TCiaran> hey everyone
[14:40:27] <@%TCiaran> eeeee
[14:40:32] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Tciarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrran MiniK
[14:40:41] <%Mhmd_FVC> time to shitpost cause fil ignored me
[14:40:43] so many mods Kreygasm
[14:40:43] <%Mhmd_FVC> Keepo
[14:40:43] <%UltimateFool1337> Coke, were you always a mod?
[14:40:48] MOD: Etem_T
[14:40:50] <@RunnerHAWORTH> Nice
[14:40:54] <~%fil_maj_rasz> this mallshooter and jump on bike xD +1 sec :/
[14:41:00] <@WorstCokefreak> Not always but for quite long yes
[14:41:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi Tciaran !
[14:41:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh w8
[14:41:07] <~%fil_maj_rasz> what ?
[14:41:10] rip
[14:41:11] wot?
[14:41:11] picnic
[14:41:12] nice run
[14:41:13] good run
[14:41:13] <~%fil_maj_rasz> black bandwitch
[14:41:13] rip
[14:41:14] rip
[14:41:14] dead
[14:41:15] strim died
[14:41:16] nice splicing Kappa
[14:41:18] PanicBasket
[14:41:19] <%UltimateFool1337> Still see it
[14:41:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hold on
[14:41:21] <@RunnerHAWORTH> RIP
[14:41:21] ^Kappa
[14:41:21] GOOD RUN
[14:41:21] Reset Hype Kappa
[14:41:21] panicBasket
[14:41:22] <@WorstCokefreak> Nice WR run Keepo
[14:41:24] 10 / 10
[14:41:29] <%UltimateFool1337> Nvm Kappa b
[14:41:29] panicBasket
[14:41:32] 420/69
[14:41:33] NEW WORLD RECORD BOYS!
[14:41:33] <+Benobram> WEVE BEEN TRICKED
[14:41:34] <@RunnerHAWORTH> He played us like a damn fiddle SwiftRage
[14:41:35] Wekk
[14:41:36] <~%fil_maj_rasz> where it stops ?
[14:41:38] <%UltimateFool1337> Inb4 run is segmented Kappa
[14:41:38] Well
[14:41:40] <@WorstCokefreak> GG WR
[14:41:40] <%leahturtle> WR HYPE
[14:41:42] <@WorstCokefreak> Keepo
[14:41:43] WR Sub 10 Hyyype Kappa
[14:41:44] 10 mins in
[14:41:47] inb4 that was the whole recording Kappa b
[14:41:48] <%UltimateFool1337> After you grab the bike on mailshoot
[14:41:48] <@zoton2> You just got on the bike :P
[14:41:49] 5 seconds after you went on your bike
[14:42:01] <@gaeldemarseille> mall shootout after killing the French guy
[14:42:08] well this can't be RTA timed now, sorry Kappa
[14:42:09] printworks Kappa
[14:42:15] Why do I see a 2000 follower special in the videos if you have 0 followers? DansGame
[14:42:18] scripted Kappa
[14:42:19] collectors Kappa
[14:42:22] <@WorstCokefreak> Keepo
[14:42:26] twitch is *** up
[14:42:36] <%UltimateFool1337> Segmented, there was no picnic Kappa b
[14:42:37] <@RunnerHAWORTH> Why is the timer paused? OMGScoots
[14:42:41] why do you type like this
[14:42:41] OH REALLY KYKINSON I DIDN'T KNOW
[14:42:45] did i miss something
[14:42:47] Cyber strats Kappa b
[14:42:48] OpieOP
[14:42:50] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha haworth xD
[14:42:55] MOD: Ghoty, GTFrosty
[14:43:01] Yes, new WR is sub 55 Kappa
[14:43:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh another 1 sec lost of bad replay of picking weapon FailFish
[14:43:08] we in dere
[14:43:15] fil's recording the last 47 minutes right now Kappa
[14:43:16] it's back up
[14:43:16] Matt I'm just too cool for school m8
[14:43:27] I thought so but I had to ask Kappa
[14:43:29] <@Odyssic> go back to mail shootout
[14:43:33] dat lag
[14:43:33] <@Odyssic> are you serious
[14:43:39] Filerino duderino fix plox
[14:43:40] go back, mall shootount.
[14:43:42] <+Benobram> you were at mall shootout
[14:43:43] Mall shootout.
[14:43:44] strinner you could have edited the timer during the picnic Kappa
[14:43:53] <~%fil_maj_rasz> so we are back ?
[14:43:57] yes
[14:43:58] ~Stream offline~
[14:43:58] y
[14:43:59] Yes
[14:44:00] <%UltimateFool1337> Niiice Kappa b
[14:44:01] kind of
[14:44:01] go back to sub 10 mins i
[14:44:02] yeah but skipped like 3 mins
[14:44:04] But go back to malll shootout.
[14:44:05] <@+DragoonClawNZ> It's back, Fil
[14:44:18] M A L L S H O O T O U T DansGame
[14:44:19] so y not upload to YT?
[14:44:24] I don't understand, where that urn come from ?
[14:44:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ok tell me when is picnic and on what time it stopped
[14:44:26] time travel hype
[14:44:33] Hacks Kappa
[14:44:34] this is fine
[14:44:37] Yeah Fil whats up :)
[14:44:41] you might as well just start over at this point
[14:44:41] new strats? Kappa
[14:44:44] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Hardles
[14:44:50] <@+Etem_T> is this a wr vod?
[14:44:54] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Fil, better off starting it over, or do two parts and cut at a certain point
[14:44:57] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi Etem
[14:44:58] we don't know..
[14:45:02] nobody kknows Keepo
[14:45:04] So are we watching infamous sub 57? TriHard
[14:45:05] <@%TCiaran> yeah this pos# is fine. Everyone grab some popcorn
[14:45:06] UNMOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:45:06] <@WorstCokefreak> Just start all over from the begining
[14:45:07] <@+Etem_T> Hi Fil
[14:45:18] <@Vegeto_> probably just going to upload to yt?
[14:45:19] hello
[14:45:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u want all over ?
[14:45:22] no
[14:45:23] no
[14:45:24] FIL>MHMD <3
[14:45:24] yeah
[14:45:25] No.
[14:45:25] no
[14:45:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes it will go upoad to yt
[14:45:26] <@WorstCokefreak> Yes
[14:45:26] maybe, maybe yes, maybe no, maybe I'm manuel neuer
[14:45:27] you'll have to reupload this anyways
[14:45:27] nah
[14:45:27] It's good here.
[14:45:28] no
[14:45:29] <%UltimateFool1337> Yes
[14:45:36] hell naw
[14:45:37] <@WorstCokefreak> Or just upload it to YT
[14:45:37] Start from collectors Kappa
[14:45:38] ~VC any% new WR? (Grand Theft Auto: Vice City)~
[14:45:39] BAN: caine1232
[14:45:49] dat replay :-D
[14:45:56] only I get lag from time to time?
[14:46:04] So it is a record coz why else would you upload Kappa
[14:46:10] <%UltimateFool1337> I still have picnic
[14:46:12] UNMOD: GTFrosty, DiogoLoureiro
[14:46:12] MOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:46:14] <~%fil_maj_rasz> lets keep going - it will be uploaded anyway on yt and it is without music so sound will be not get muted
[14:46:19] <~%fil_maj_rasz> refresh Ultimate
[14:46:20] <@RunnerHAWORTH> It's fine here
[14:46:22] first split will be -8,2 ! remember my words
[14:46:23] refresh SwiftRage
[14:46:27] <@+jolzi> hype
[14:46:27] Runnerhaworth: trolling level 10 Kappa
[14:46:37] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Jolzi :)
[14:46:40] Haworth to keep up the charade Kappa
[14:46:42] <@+jolzi> HeyGuys
[14:46:43] <@%TCiaran> you can also play stuff from monstercat without getting muted
[14:46:53] <@WorstCokefreak> ^
[14:46:58] <~%fil_maj_rasz> thx Respirte :)
[14:46:59] BAN: caine1232
[14:47:01] <~%fil_maj_rasz> for hosting
[14:47:08] so WR by 57:49:49?
[14:47:08] <@RunnerHAWORTH> MVGame
[14:47:08] DisGuy/
[14:47:12] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ahh yeah Tciaran
[14:47:13] MOD: Joshimuz
[14:47:13] UNMOD: DragoonClawNZ
[14:47:14] resp raid
[14:47:16] -6.0
[14:47:18] <~%fil_maj_rasz> haha maybe muxu maybe
[14:47:21] i have to go, good luck on the run Kappa
[14:47:24] <@+Etem_T> but then you'd have to listen to monstercat
[14:47:27] when I'm right I get cookie?
[14:47:36] <%Mhmd_FVC> mcatHeart
[14:47:45] mcaT
[14:47:46] yes, if you buy it first Kappa
[14:47:49] The LAG is huge, why do I get it? BibleThump
[14:47:51] hi MH
[14:47:57] everybody gets it
[14:48:01] <~%fil_maj_rasz> Matt those splits are kinda different than on twitter cuz i made screenshots from timer bu he wasnt on video - just rewatched this run and added time to see splits
[14:48:01] no lag at all
[14:48:07] <@Vegeto_> he put up the bitrate, serpicou
[14:48:08] ohh transcoding, wow
[14:48:09] <@Vegeto_> lower quality
[14:48:13] Ohh okay fil :D
[14:48:13] forgot twitch had this
[14:48:21] MOD: DragoonClawNZ, WhyAmIMrPink
[14:49:06] it's ok on medium..
[14:49:21] thanks vegeto sama
[14:49:22] MOD: dFocus89
[14:49:22] UNMOD: Joshimuz
[14:49:26] Same for me, medium is ok
[14:49:35] I'l give you whatever yo want to repay yyour kindness
[14:49:37] nice split
[14:49:54] <~%fil_maj_rasz> this van scared me as hell xD he could go on my way
[14:49:58] green split -> WR CONFIRMED! PogChamp
[14:50:08] so after this, all the drama ends?
[14:50:18] Why this was not live ?
[14:50:18] Fil are you going to play VC after this run?
[14:50:21] ofcourse not
[14:50:25] <@+Etem_T> Apparently.
[14:50:26] MOD: eSuba_tween, overcooler_
[14:50:31] Fil you used new duping?
[14:50:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no i can't stream.. but explanations on the end :P
[14:50:44] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no new duping
[14:50:44] wait that's a recording?
[14:50:46] <~%fil_maj_rasz> no necessary
[14:50:48] okay
[14:50:55] yes
[14:51:00] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u can do 26 sec setup for duping even use normal forward strat what im using
[14:51:08] ha
[14:51:09] so with new duping you can get -10sec on this WR?
[14:51:10] Luke100ster: no ***, Sherlock Kappa
[14:51:18] <~%fil_maj_rasz> not exactly
[14:51:20] <%Mhmd_FVC> but fil you can use 26 second duping with the new strat for another 3 seconds
[14:51:23] <~%fil_maj_rasz> cuz duping is the same
[14:51:26] <%Mhmd_FVC> too bad you can't see the message
[14:51:28] <%Mhmd_FVC> lmao
[14:51:33] UNMOD: DragoonClawNZ
[14:51:34] ayy
[14:51:37] <%UltimateFool1337> Kappa
[14:51:39] <~%fil_maj_rasz> just u can save time on shorter replay time preparing
[14:51:48] dat block PogChamp
[14:51:48] <@+Etem_T> I can see it, hello Mr. Person OneHand
[14:51:49] <~%fil_maj_rasz> so u can cut those 4 sec from 30 sec and do it yolo
[14:51:50] nice one, man
[14:51:54] #Freemh
[14:51:56] <+Benobram> shadart
[14:51:57] <%Mhmd_FVC> hey etem
[14:51:59] <+Benobram> OneHand/
[14:52:05] <@+Etem_T> Sup :)
[14:52:07] okeyyy
[14:52:09] <%Mhmd_FVC> fil blocked me so he can't see it obv
[14:52:10] Ben BORT
[14:52:11] <%leahturtle> poor mh :(
[14:52:13] <%Mhmd_FVC> but yeah
[14:52:28] <+DragoonClawNZ> Fil, I've gotta go out in 10 mins or so, let ya know
[14:52:28] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i did here 29 sec strat to have 1 more attempt if one round would get failed
[14:52:35] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ok sure
[14:52:36] <@eSuba_tween> my theory is that it will be a low 57 run that will end with infernus in the water after collectors Kappa
[14:52:38] <@+Etem_T> You're a spooooooky ghost
[14:52:42] MOD: DragoonClawNZ
[14:52:42] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi tween :)
[14:53:09] Why would you even mute anybody?
[14:53:12] <@eSuba_tween> hey fil :)
[14:53:15] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:53:19] <+Benobram> OneHand
[14:53:24] <@Quakecry> so does fil have the new WR or not
[14:53:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> that shooting here was kinda.... bad too xD
[14:53:26] <@+Etem_T> OneHand
[14:53:26] <%UltimateFool1337> OneHand
[14:53:27] shadart if someone was annoying for example
[14:53:31] OneHand
[14:53:34] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey quakecry ! :)
[14:53:40] Hello Everyone
[14:53:41] this has to be WR, or I'm wasting my time Kappa
[14:53:42] put some vice city tunes on mang Keepo
[14:53:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> and Asazin
[14:53:46] quake 'maybe' kappa
[14:53:54] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Hey Asazin
[14:53:55] Is this a pre recording?
[14:53:56] <@+Etem_T> Asazin OneHand
[14:53:58] The risk of not getting what is going on in chat is too high
[14:53:59] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Yes
[14:54:00] <@Quakecry> why does this look like more than 30 fps
[14:54:04] hey Dragoon and Etem
[14:54:06] Asazin OpieOP
[14:54:07] Ok.
[14:54:10] hi Fil_maj_rasz
[14:54:11] WR HYPE then i guess
[14:54:14] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yes - thats this video about what was so loud by past few days
[14:54:20] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi Trunna :) how are u
[14:54:20] well
[14:54:27] <~%fil_maj_rasz> runna *
[14:54:32] fine and you fil?
[14:54:34] who is playing if fil is active on chat ? :D
[14:54:34] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Yeah, what everyone was "upset" about Kappa
[14:54:36] where is my mod Kappa?
[14:54:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> im good :)
[14:54:48] UNMOD: eSuba_tween
[14:54:48] MOD: Quakecry
[14:54:51] <@Quakecry> fil_maj_Rasz do you have a new wr ?
[14:54:53] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey wmNk - its me playin :P
[14:54:54] and mine Keepo
[14:54:56] played some tm again?
[14:55:02] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yeah
[14:55:05] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i love tmnf
[14:55:14] <+da00> Canyon > Nations
[14:55:15] i dont find time for it recently...
[14:55:21] <~%fil_maj_rasz> i want to play even more cuz of getting those server top 20 places xD
[14:55:22] Hello, sorry, but ... no music just this one?
[14:55:22] i wasnt online for like 2 weeks
[14:55:25] <@Vegeto_> reason fil took so long to show this was because he needed time to kidnap ractrot.. so, wmnk, this is truely Ractrot playing
[14:55:29] <@Quakecry> wait are we watching a recorded run
[14:55:29] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hi da00 :)
[14:55:35] <@Quakecry> this isnt live
[14:55:40] lol vegeto_
[14:55:42] yes recorded
[14:55:44] Fil is driving with one hand, aiming with the other and chatting with third one Kappa
[14:55:45] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hahaha
[14:55:49] the 'secret' run
[14:55:51] nice theory vegeto :D
[14:55:52] #save_ractrot
[14:55:57] UNMOD: dFocus89
[14:55:58] <@+Etem_T> RIPtrot, taken too soon BibleThump
[14:56:02] <@Quakecry> i was wondering why fil wrote
[14:56:08] OneHand
[14:56:10] <%UltimateFool1337> #save_ractrot
[14:56:14] <@Quakecry> but why does this look like its at 60 fps?
[14:56:16] <@+jolzi> Vegeto_ wrong
[14:56:20] <@Quakecry> that is not 30 fps we are watching
[14:56:22] <@+jolzi> this is aces
[14:56:27] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> This doesn't look like 60fps...
[14:56:31] <@Vegeto_> dun dun DUNNNN
[14:56:35] oh my god
[14:56:38] i miss aces
[14:56:40] <@Quakecry> yeah it looks like more than 30 at least
[14:56:41] <~%fil_maj_rasz> stream is set to 30 xd
[14:56:41] <@%TCiaran> someone get a stopwatch and count the frames then
[14:56:43] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:56:45] this is adam ak OneHand
[14:56:49] <@+Etem_T> Melis PogChamp
[14:56:53] damn i only got 939 dedimania records now =(
[14:56:54] jolzi wrong, this is misterposts comeback :(
[14:56:54] Etem Kreygasm
[14:57:00] xD xD 1 sec loss at boar entering xD
[14:57:03] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> The game wouldn't behave the same if it actually was 60fps
[14:57:04] Keepo
[14:57:05] Ok I am doing that @TCiaran
[14:57:05] MOD: Astropil0t
[14:57:05] UNMOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:57:09] replay? or live D:
[14:57:13] <~%fil_maj_rasz> Aces was good :) miss him too
[14:57:21] real fresh
[14:57:23] <~%fil_maj_rasz> replay and u can see it as first :)
[14:57:30] anyways fil, where is my mod Kappa?
[14:57:37] <@Quakecry> yeah i guess
[14:57:38] <~%fil_maj_rasz> yeah Muxu kinda mess time everywhere
[14:57:38] Viewerstats (14:31-14:57): avg:88 min:0 max:140 [13/_0+42+18+9+11+8_80+14+13+33-8-9+15]
[14:57:52] <~%fil_maj_rasz> oh trunna :D we will think about this :)
[14:57:53] <@Quakecry> WR is 57:50 right? so will be interesting to see if this is below 57:50
[14:57:56] :D
[14:58:07] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Kieran :)
[14:58:11] MOD: RunnerHAWORTH
[14:58:11] UNMOD: Astropil0t
[14:58:11] MOD: GTFrosty
[14:58:20] Where dat urn come from ?
[14:58:20] fil is god of VC, it will be better than his prewious WR
[14:58:26] <~%fil_maj_rasz> that was scared too xD this boat explosion FailFish that could be rip run
[14:58:26] inb4 this is 57:49 OneHand
[14:58:26] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Maybe it just looks different because we're watching a recording instead of live gameplay. How this would make more sense I don't know, but it's the only difference.
[14:58:30] BAN: wmNk
[14:58:34] Drybone
[14:58:38] you arent inb4
[14:58:41] already been said
[14:58:44] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Why timeout for that?
[14:58:48] <~%fil_maj_rasz> ok let me see who banning those ppl
[14:59:03] <@Quakecry> i unbanned him. dno who banned him
[14:59:10] <+da00> #RogueMods
[14:59:10] <@%TCiaran> it's not me, i'm a lazy fucker
[14:59:12] UNMOD: GTFrosty
[14:59:12] its inb4 to me OneHand
[14:59:16] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace
[14:59:19] OneHand
[14:59:21] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[14:59:23] FrankerZ
[14:59:24] OneHand
[14:59:24] DendiFace
[14:59:25] Vegeto DansGame
[14:59:25] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:26] <@Quakecry> ut was mhmd_fvc who banned Kappa
[14:59:27] <%UltimateFool1337> OneHand
[14:59:27] <@WorstCokefreak> Maggara1 OneHand
[14:59:28] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:29] <@Quakecry> it"
[14:59:30] TriHard
[14:59:31] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:32] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> A lazy fucker? Your boy/girlfriend must be really lucky Kappa
[14:59:35] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:39] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:40] DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:40] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:41] worstcokefreak OneHand
[14:59:42] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:42] DendiFace
[14:59:44] <@+jolzi> worst pyramid ever mh
[14:59:44] <@WorstCokefreak> Fil why are subs allowed to spam like that Keepo
[14:59:44] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Mh please don't make me ban you Kappa
[14:59:45] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:45] Mh shut up you have no voice here PogChamp
[14:59:46] DendiFace
[14:59:46] <@Quakecry> stop spamming plz
[14:59:47] DendiFace
[14:59:48] <%Mhmd_FVC> DendiFace
[14:59:49] Kappa
[14:59:49] <+Benobram> \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/
[14:59:51] WinWaker
[14:59:51] DendiFace
[14:59:54] oh you were being busy, busy taking over
[14:59:54] <+Benobram> \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/ \DendiFace/
[14:59:56] Mh, Do you have a few minutes?
[14:59:56] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[14:59:57] DendiFace
[14:59:58] <@zoton2> DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:01] <+da00> PipeHype
[15:00:02] DendiFace
[15:00:05] <@Quakecry> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:05] <%UltimateFool1337> DendiFace
[15:00:06] DendiFace
[15:00:06] It's a spam trap,guys!
[15:00:09] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:10] MOD: eSuba_tween
[15:00:10] don't do it
[15:00:11] DendiFace
[15:00:14] DendiFace
[15:00:15] <@%TCiaran> DandyFuzz Kappa
[15:00:16] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:17] <@Odyssic> DendiFace /\ WinWaker
[15:00:19] DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:19] DendiFace
[15:00:22] <%Mhmd_FVC> i don't give a *** about being unmodded here
[15:00:22] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:25] DendiFace
[15:00:27] DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:30] DendiFace
[15:00:30] DendiFace my face when I ask for nudes
[15:00:36] DendiFace = Win Waker no space
[15:00:37] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> Oh no, the mods are doing it too! Everyone, evacuate!
[15:00:39] FrankerZ LilZ ZliL ZreknarF RalpherZ
[15:00:40] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:46] <+Benobram> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:53] <%Mhmd_FVC> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:54] DendiFace DendiFace
[15:00:56] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:58] <@zoton2> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:00:59] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:00] WinWaker = Dendi Face (no space)
[15:01:00] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:03] <@WorstCokefreak> Mod spam is the best spam OneHand
[15:01:03] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:01:04] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand
[15:01:05] <@Odyssic> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:05] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:06] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:06] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:07] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:08] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:08] <@%TCiaran> stop being assholes everyone
[15:01:09] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:10] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand OneHand
[15:01:11] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:11] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:13] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:13] MOD: dFocus89
[15:01:17] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:18] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> So what the *** is going on?
[15:01:18] Me how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:19] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Keep it civilised people
[15:01:19] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:01:23] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:01:26] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:26] <@+jolzi> this is really wr worty spam
[15:01:27] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream.
[15:01:28] <@Quakecry> +s
[15:01:28] <@WorstCokefreak> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:01:32] <%Mhmd_FVC> lmfao
[15:01:35] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano DendiFace
[15:01:35] xD
[15:01:37] chat needs an adult OneHand
[15:01:37] civilisation is deeeed SwiftRage DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace
[15:01:38] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano.
[15:01:40] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:01:46] <@Quakecry> there we go Kappa
[15:01:48] <%Mhmd_FVC> lol
[15:01:48] <@+Etem_T> lmao
[15:01:51] <%Mhmd_FVC> i can still talk you know
[15:01:56] <@+Etem_T> Pffffft
[15:02:00] <@%TCiaran> oh yeah proper hero quake, gg
[15:02:04] <~%fil_maj_rasz> guyz calm down :) and no sub mode pls
[15:02:09] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:13] <@Quakecry> how do you turn it off
[15:02:19] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:19] <%Mhmd_FVC> /subscribersoff
[15:02:24] <@%TCiaran> oh no space
[15:02:24] <@Quakecry> ty
[15:02:26] [Info] This room is no longer in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:27] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:28] :)
[15:02:28] <+da00> MY CHAT EXPERIENCE!
[15:02:29] <+Benobram> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:29] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:33] [Info] This room is no longer in subscribers-only mode.
[15:02:36] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:38] <@WorstCokefreak> FailFIsh stop being retarded
[15:02:38] PLEB WILL RISE
[15:02:40] this is a mess already
[15:02:40] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u can set slow mode like 20 seconds
[15:02:40] <@%TCiaran> guys warning - i WILL time you out of you paste that *** again
[15:02:41] <+da00> FREEDOM
[15:02:41] ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy lmao
[15:02:42] WinWaker = Dendi Face (no space)
[15:02:42] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:43] stop the spam guys
[15:02:44] DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace DendiFace I'm sorry I can't help t
[15:02:44] <@Quakecry> man the non subs are bad man
[15:02:46] [Info] This room is now in slow mode. You may send messages every 20 seconds
[15:02:47] This chat is ***, FIl
[15:02:49] BAN: xxpostaldudexx
[15:02:52] <+Benobram> DendiFace mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:02:53] <@Odyssic> mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano.
[15:02:54] DendiFace mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:02:58] <@WorstCokefreak> 20s slowmode now
[15:02:58] to jest ripley?
[15:02:58] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream
[15:03:03] OneHand
[15:03:03] <@%TCiaran> ok mods are doing it, fuckit im out BYE
[15:03:04] mhmd_fvc how does it feel to have no power ? this is how it feels for me being a non mod in your stream. pls no copy pastarino postachiano
[15:03:07] Channel was cleared by a moderator.
[15:03:08] <~%fil_maj_rasz> tak gooby
[15:03:13] soooo who is better, mh or fil? or me? DendiFace DendiFace
[15:03:19] <%UltimateFool1337> Bam
[15:03:19] <@+Etem_T> DendiFace
[15:03:20] prevented by betterttv Kappa
[15:03:21] not you
[15:03:22] <~%fil_maj_rasz> u Muxu :*
[15:03:22] i only feel good about myself if i moderate an online chatroom lol
[15:03:24] What have I walked into?
[15:03:25] [Info] This room is now in subscribers-only mode.
[15:03:26] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:03:32] <@+Etem_T> DendiFace
[15:03:39] <~%fil_maj_rasz> hey Marlboro
[15:03:44] <@+DragoonClawNZ> Just ignore them, Marlboro. They're just acting immature
[15:03:44] <@Quakecry> Keepo
[15:04:00] <@Quakecry> people who arent subs are plebs
[15:04:14] <@+Etem_T> You're not a sub Kappa
[15:04:22] UNMOD: TCiaran
[15:04:26] <@Quakecry> neither are you Keepo
[15:04:27] <@WorstCokefreak> OneHand
[15:04:38] <@+Etem_T> Never said I was DendiFace
[15:04:40] <@Quakecry> if you want to join our cool chat please subscribe ;^)
[15:04:44] <@%WhyAmIMrPink> I guess this is how people joining chat must feel: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vgqRis_czYg
[15:04:44] <@WorstCokefreak> My sub has run over BibleThump
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Fearium
Mon 25 May 2015 15:51
Dom ligger på ett säkert ställe! :D
Denna tråd är en av de få anledningar att jag fortfarande kommer hit ibland ;)
Denna tråd är en av de få anledningar att jag fortfarande kommer hit ibland ;)
Joacime
Wed 27 May 2015 20:21
Jag har vart här de senaste 4,5 åren.. Oskar aka Madebyme taggade mig och jag råkade skriva något.. ja resten förstår ni. :) Bytte nick för ett tag sen. ejanonym > Joacime
Fearium
Sun 25 Oct 2015 02:44
Från 27 maj till 25 okt.
Det är ju riktigt dåligt.
Mer spamm åt folket!
Det är ju riktigt dåligt.
Mer spamm åt folket!
Potatisodlarn
Sat 21 Nov 2015 22:58
Mein Kampf
Adolf Hitler
Translated into English by James Murphy
Author's Introduction
ON APRIL 1st, 1924, I began to serve my sentence of detention in the Fortress of
Landsberg am Lech, following the verdict of the Munich People's Court of that time.
After years of uninterrupted labour it was now possible for the first time to begin a
work which many had asked for and which I myself felt would be profitable for the
Movement. So I decided to devote two volumes to a description not only of the aims of
our Movement but also of its development. There is more to be learned from this than
from any purely doctrinaire treatise.
This has also given me the opportunity of describing my own development in so far as
such a description is necessary to the understanding of the first as well as the second
volume and to destroy the legendary fabrications which the Jewish Press have
circulated about me.
In this work I turn not to strangers but to those followers of the Movement whose
hearts belong to it and who wish to study it more profoundly. I know that fewer people
are won over by the written word than by the spoken word and that every great
movement on this earth owes its growth to great speakers and not to great writers.
Nevertheless, in order to produce more equality and uniformity in the defence of any
doctrine, its fundamental principles must be committed to writing. May these two
volumes therefore serve as the building stones which I contribute to the joint work.
The Fortress, Landsberg am Lech.
At half-past twelve in the afternoon of November 9th, 1923, those whose names are
given below fell in front of the FELDHERRNHALLE and in the forecourt of the former
War Ministry in Munich for their loyal faith in the resurrection of their people:
• Alfarth, Felix, Merchant, born July 5th, 1901
• Bauriedl, Andreas, Hatmaker, born May 4th, 1879
• Casella, Theodor, Bank Official, born August 8th, 1900
• Ehrlich, Wilhelm, Bank Official, born August 19th, 1894
• Faust, Martin, Bank Official, born January 27th, 1901
• Hechenberger, Anton, Locksmith, born September 28th, 1902
• Koerner, Oskar, Merchant, born January 4th, 1875
• Kuhn, Karl, Head Waiter, born July 25th, 1897
• Laforce, Karl, Student of Engineering, born October 28th, 1904
• Neubauer, Kurt, Waiter, born March 27th, 1899
• Pape, Claus von, Merchant, born August 16th, 1904
• Pfordten, Theodor von der, Councillor to the Superior Provincial Court, born
May 14th, 1873
• Rickmers, Johann, retired Cavalry Captain, born May 7th, 1881
• Scheubner-Richter, Max Erwin von, Dr. of Engineering, born January 9th, 1884
• Stransky, Lorenz Ritter von, Engineer, born March 14th, 1899
• Wolf, Wilhelm, Merchant, born October 19th, 1898
So-called national officials refused to allow the dead heroes a common burial. So I
dedicate the first volume of this work to them as a common memorial, that the memory
of those martyrs may be a permanent source of light for the followers of our Movement.
The Fortress, Landsberg a/L.,
October 16th, 1924
Translator's Introduction
IN PLACING before the reader this unabridged translation of Adolf Hitler's book,
MEIN KAMPF, I feel it my duty to call attention to certain historical facts which must
be borne in mind if the reader would form a fair judgment of what is written in this
extraordinary work.
The first volume of MEIN KAMPF was written while the author was imprisoned in a
Bavarian fortress. How did he get there and why? The answer to that question is
important, because the book deals with the events which brought the author into this
plight and because he wrote under the emotional stress caused by the historical
happenings of the time. It was the hour of Germany's deepest humiliation, somewhat
parallel to that of a little over a century before, when Napoleon had dismembered the
old German Empire and French soldiers occupied almost the whole of Germany.
In the beginning of 1923 the French invaded Germany, occupied the Ruhr district and
seized several German towns in the Rhineland. This was a flagrant breach of
international law and was protested against by every section of British political opinion
at that time. The Germans could not effectively defend themselves, as they had been
already disarmed under the provisions of the Versailles Treaty. To make the situation
more fraught with disaster for Germany, and therefore more appalling in its prospect,
the French carried on an intensive propaganda for the separation of the Rhineland from
the German Republic and the establishment of an independent Rhenania. Money was
poured out lavishly to bribe agitators to carry on this work, and some of the most
insidious elements of the German population became active in the pay of the invader.
At the same time a vigorous movement was being carried on in Bavaria for the
secession of that country and the establishment of an independent Catholic monarchy
there, under vassalage to France, as Napoleon had done when he made Maximilian the
first King of Bavaria in 1805.
The separatist movement in the Rhineland went so far that some leading German
politicians came out in favour of it, suggesting that if the Rhineland were thus ceded it
might be possible for the German Republic to strike a bargain with the French in regard
to Reparations. But in Bavaria the movement went even farther. And it was more farreaching
in its implications; for, if an independent Catholic monarchy could be set up in
Bavaria, the next move would have been a union with Catholic German-Austria.
possibly under a Habsburg King. Thus a Catholic BLOC would have been created
which would extend from the Rhineland through Bavaria and Austria into the Danube
Valley and would have been at least under the moral and military, if not the full
political, hegemony of France. The dream seems fantastic now, but it was considered
quite a practical thing in those fantastic times. The effect of putting such a plan into
action would have meant the complete dismemberment of Germany; and that is what
French diplomacy aimed at. Of course such an aim no longer exists. And I should not
recall what must now seem "old, unhappy, far-off things" to the modern generation,
were it not that they were very near and actual at the time MEIN KAMPF was written
and were more unhappy then than we can even imagine now.
By the autumn of 1923 the separatist movement in Bavaria was on the point of
becoming an accomplished fact. General von Lossow, the Bavarian chief of the
REICHSWEHR no longer took orders from Berlin. The flag of the German Republic was
rarely to be seen. Finally, the Bavarian Prime Minister decided to proclaim an
independent Bavaria and its secession from the German Republic. This was to have
taken place on the eve of the Fifth Anniversary of the establishment of the German
Republic (November 9th, 1918.)
Hitler staged a counter-stroke. For several days he had been mobilizing his storm
battalions in the neighbourhood of Munich, intending to make a national demonstration
and hoping that the REICHSWEHR would stand by him to prevent secession.
Ludendorff was with him. And he thought that the prestige of the great German
Commander in the World War would be sufficient to win the allegiance of the
professional army.
A meeting had been announced to take place in the Bürgerbräu Keller on the night of
November 8th. The Bavarian patriotic societies were gathered there, and the Prime
Minister, Dr. von Kahr, started to read his official PRONUNCIAMENTO, which
practically amounted to a proclamation of Bavarian independence and secession from
the Republic. While von Kahr was speaking Hitler entered the hall, followed by
Ludendorff. And the meeting was broken up.
Next day the Nazi battalions took the street for the purpose of making a mass
demonstration in favour of national union. They marched in massed formation, led by
Hitler and Ludendorff. As they reached one of the central squares of the city the army
opened fire on them. Sixteen of the marchers were instantly killed, and two died of their
wounds in the local barracks of the REICHSWEHR. Several others were wounded also.
Hitler fell on the pavement and broke a collar-bone. Ludendorff marched straight up to
the soldiers who were firing from the barricade, but not a man dared draw a trigger on
his old Commander.
Hitler was arrested with several of his comrades and imprisoned in the fortress of
Landsberg on the River Lech. On February 26th, 1924, he was brought to trial before the
VOLKSGERICHT, or People's Court in Munich. He was sentenced to detention in a
fortress for five years. With several companions, who had been also sentenced to
various periods of imprisonment, he returned to Landsberg am Lech and remained
there until the 20th of the following December, when he was released. In all he spent
about thirteen months in prison. It was during this period that he wrote the first volume
of MEIN KAMPF.
If we bear all this in mind we can account for the emotional stress under which MEIN
KAMPF was written. Hitler was naturally incensed against the Bavarian government
authorities, against the footling patriotic societies who were pawns in the French game,
though often unconsciously so, and of course against the French. That he should write
harshly of the French was only natural in the circumstances. At that time there was no
exaggeration whatsoever in calling France the implacable and mortal enemy of
Germany. Such language was being used by even the pacifists themselves, not only in
Germany but abroad. And even though the second volume of MEIN KAMPF was
written after Hitler's release from prison and was published after the French had left the
Ruhr, the tramp of the invading armies still echoed in German ears, and the terrible
ravages that had been wrought in the industrial and financial life of Germany, as a
consequence of the French invasion, had plunged the country into a state of social and
economic chaos. In France itself the franc fell to fifty per cent of its previous value.
Indeed, the whole of Europe had been brought to the brink of ruin, following the
French invasion of the Ruhr and Rhineland.
But, as those things belong to the limbo of a dead past that nobody wishes to have
remembered now, it is often asked: Why doesn't Hitler revise MEIN KAMPF? The
answer, as I think, which would immediately come into the mind of an impartial critic
is that MEIN KAMPF is an historical document which bears the imprint of its own time.
To revise it would involve taking it out of its historical context. Moreover Hitler has
declared that his acts and public statements constitute a partial revision of his book and
are to be taken as such. This refers especially to the statements in MEIN KAMPF
regarding France and those German kinsfolk that have not yet been incorporated in the
REICH. On behalf of Germany he has definitely acknowledged the German portion of
South Tyrol as permanently belonging to Italy and, in regard to France, he has again
and again declared that no grounds now exist for a conflict of political interests between
Germany and France and that Germany has no territorial claims against France. Finally,
I may note here that Hitler has also declared that, as he was only a political leader and
not yet a statesman in a position of official responsibility, when he wrote this book,
what he stated in MEIN KAMPF does not implicate him as Chancellor of the REICH.
I now come to some references in the text which are frequently recurring and which
may not always be clear to every reader. For instance, Hitler speaks indiscriminately of
the German REICH. Sometimes he means to refer to the first REICH, or Empire, and
sometimes to the German Empire as founded under William I in 1871. Incidentally the
regime which he inaugurated in 1933 is generally known as the THIRD REICH, though
this expression is not used in MEIN KAMPF. Hitler also speaks of the Austrian REICH
and the East Mark, without always explicitly distinguishing between the Habsburg
Empire and Austria proper. If the reader will bear the following historical outline in
mind, he will understand the references as they occur.
The word REICH, which is a German form of the Latin word REGNUM, does not mean
Kingdom or Empire or Republic. It is a sort of basic word that may apply to any form of
Constitution. Perhaps our word, Realm, would be the best translation, though the word
Empire can be used when the REICH was actually an Empire. The forerunner of the
first German Empire was the Holy Roman Empire which Charlemagne founded in A.D.
800. Charlemagne was King of the Franks, a group of Germanic tribes that subsequently
became Romanized. In the tenth century Charlemagne's Empire passed into German
hands when Otto I (936-973) became Emperor. As the Holy Roman Empire of the
German Nation, its formal appellation, it continued to exist under German Emperors
until Napoleon overran and dismembered Germany during the first decade of the last
century. On August 6th, 1806, the last Emperor, Francis II, formally resigned the
German crown. In the following October Napoleon entered Berlin in triumph, after the
Battle of Jena.
After the fall of Napoleon a movement set in for the reunion of the German states in one
Empire. But the first decisive step towards that end was the foundation of the Second
German Empire in 1871, after the Franco-Prussian War. This Empire, however, did not
include the German lands which remained under the Habsburg Crown. These were
known as German Austria. It was Bismarck's dream to unite German Austria with the
German Empire; but it remained only a dream until Hitler turned it into a reality in
1938'. It is well to bear that point in mind, because this dream of reuniting all the
German states in one REICH has been a dominant feature of German patriotism and
statesmanship for over a century and has been one of Hitler's ideals since his childhood.
In MEIN KAMPF Hitler often speaks of the East Mark. This East Mark--i.e. eastern
frontier land--was founded by Charlemagne as the eastern bulwark of the Empire. It
was inhabited principally by Germano-Celtic tribes called Bajuvari and stood for
centuries as the firm bulwark of Western Christendom against invasion from the East,
especially against the Turks. Geographically it was almost identical with German
Austria.
There are a few points more that I wish to mention in this introductory note. For
instance, I have let the word WELTANSCHAUUNG stand in its original form very
often. We have no one English word to convey the same meaning as the German word,
and it would have burdened the text too much if I were to use a circumlocution each
time the word occurs. WELTANSCHAUUNG literally means "Outlook-on-the World".
But as generally used in German this outlook on the world means a whole system of
ideas associated together in an organic unity--ideas of human life, human values,
cultural and religious ideas, politics, economics, etc., in fact a totalitarian view of human
existence. Thus Christianity could be called a WELTANSCHAUUNG, and
Mohammedanism could be called a WELTANSCHAUUNG, and Socialism could be
called a WELTANSCHAUUNG, especially as preached in Russia. National Socialism
claims definitely to be a WELTANSCHAUUNG.
Another word I have often left standing in the original is VÖLKISCH. The basic word
here is VOLK, which is sometimes translated as PEOPLE; but the German word, VOLK,
means the whole body of the PEOPLE without any distinction of class or caste. It is a
primary word also that suggests what might be called the basic national stock. Now,
after the defeat in 1918, the downfall of the Monarchy and the destruction of the
aristocracy and the upper classes, the concept of DAS VOLK came into prominence as
the unifying co-efficient which would embrace the whole German people. Hence the
large number of VÖLKISCH societies that arose after the war and hence also the
National Socialist concept of unification which is expressed by the word
VOLKSGEMEINSCHAFT, or folk community. This is used in contradistinction to the
Socialist concept of the nation as being divided into classes. Hitler's ideal is the
VÖLKISCHER STAAT, which I have translated as the People's State.
Finally, I would point out that the term Social Democracy may be misleading in
English, as it has not a democratic connotation in our sense. It was the name given to
the Socialist Party in Germany. And that Party was purely Marxist; but it adopted the
name Social Democrat in order to appeal to the democratic sections of the German
people.
James Murphy
Abbots Langley
February, 1939
Volume I
A Retrospect
Chapter 1
In The Home Of My Parents
IT HAS turned out fortunate for me to-day that destiny appointed Braunau-on-the-Inn
to be my birthplace. For that little town is situated just on the frontier between those
two States the reunion of which seems, at least to us of the younger generation, a task to
which we should devote our lives and in the pursuit of which every possible means
should be employed.
German-Austria must be restored to the great German Motherland. And not indeed on
any grounds of economic calculation whatsoever. No, no. Even if the union were a
matter of economic indifference, and even if it were to be disadvantageous from the
economic standpoint, still it ought to take place. People of the same blood should be in
the same REICH. The German people will have no right to engage in a colonial policy
until they shall have brought all their children together in the one State. When the
territory of the REICH embraces all the Germans and finds itself unable to assure them
a livelihood, only then can the moral right arise, from the need of the people to acquire
foreign territory. The plough is then the sword; and the tears of war will produce the
daily bread for the generations to come.
And so this little frontier town appeared to me as the symbol of a great task. But in
another regard also it points to a lesson that is applicable to our day. Over a hundred
years ago this sequestered spot was the scene of a tragic calamity which affected the
whole German nation and will be remembered for ever, at least in the annals of German
history. At the time of our Fatherland's deepest humiliation a bookseller, Johannes
Palm, uncompromising nationalist and enemy of the French, was put to death here
because he had the misfortune to have loved Germany well. He obstinately refused to
disclose the names of his associates, or rather the principals who were chiefly
responsible for the affair. Just as it happened with Leo Schlageter. The former, like the
latter, was denounced to the French by a Government agent. It was a director of police
from Augsburg who won an ignoble renown on that occasion and set the example
which was to be copied at a later date by the neo-German officials of the REICH under
Herr Severing's regime (Note 1).
In this little town on the Inn, haloed by the memory of a German martyr, a town that
was Bavarian by blood but under the rule of the Austrian State, my parents were
domiciled towards the end of the last century. My father was a civil servant who
fulfilled his duties very conscientiously. My mother looked after the household and
lovingly devoted herself to the care of her children. From that period I have not retained
very much in my memory; because after a few years my father had to leave that frontier
town which I had come to love so much and take up a new post farther down the Inn
valley, at Passau, therefore actually in Germany itself.
In those days it was the usual lot of an Austrian civil servant to be transferred
periodically from one post to another. Not long after coming to Passau my father was
transferred to Linz, and while there he retired finally to live on his pension. But this did
not mean that the old gentleman would now rest from his labours.
He was the son of a poor cottager, and while still a boy he grew restless and left home.
When he was barely thirteen years old he buckled on his satchel and set forth from his
native woodland parish. Despite the dissuasion of villagers who could speak from
'experience,' he went to Vienna to learn a trade there. This was in the fiftieth year of the
last century. It was a sore trial, that of deciding to leave home and face the unknown,
with three gulden in his pocket. By when the boy of thirteen was a lad of seventeen and
had passed his apprenticeship examination as a craftsman he was not content. Quite the
contrary. The persistent economic depression of that period and the constant want and
misery strengthened his resolution to give up working at a trade and strive for
'something higher.' As a boy it had seemed to him that the position of the parish priest
in his native village was the highest in the scale of human attainment; but now that the
big city had enlarged his outlook the young man looked up to the dignity of a State
official as the highest of all. With the tenacity of one whom misery and trouble had
already made old when only half-way through his youth the young man of seventeen
obstinately set out on his new project and stuck to it until he won through. He became a
civil servant. He was about twenty-three years old, I think, when he succeeded in
making himself what he had resolved to become. Thus he was able to fulfil the promise
he had made as a poor boy not to return to his native village until he was 'somebody.'
He had gained his end. But in the village there was nobody who had remembered him
as a little boy, and the village itself had become strange to him.
Now at last, when he was fifty-six years old, he gave up his active career; but he could
not bear to be idle for a single day. On the outskirts of the small market town of
Lambach in Upper Austria he bought a farm and tilled it himself. Thus, at the end of a
long and hard-working career, he came back to the life which his father had led.
It was at this period that I first began to have ideals of my own. I spent a good deal of
time scampering about in the open, on the long road from school, and mixing up with
some of the roughest of the boys, which caused my mother many anxious moments. All
this tended to make me something quite the reverse of a stay-at-home. I gave scarcely
any serious thought to the question of choosing a vocation in life; but I was certainly
quite out of sympathy with the kind of career which my father had followed. I think
that an inborn talent for speaking now began to develop and take shape during the
more or less strenuous arguments which I used to have with my comrades. I had
become a juvenile ringleader who learned well and easily at school but was rather
difficult to manage. In my freetime I practised singing in the choir of the monastery
church at Lambach, and thus it happened that I was placed in a very favourable
position to be emotionally impressed again and again by the magnificent splendour of
ecclesiastical ceremonial. What could be more natural for me than to look upon the
Abbot as representing the highest human ideal worth striving for, just as the position of
the humble village priest had appeared to my father in his own boyhood days? At least,
that was my idea for a while. But the juvenile disputes I had with my father did not lead
him to appreciate his son's oratorical gifts in such a way as to see in them a favourable
promise for such a career, and so he naturally could not understand the boyish ideas I
had in my head at that time. This contradiction in my character made him feel
somewhat anxious.
As a matter of fact, that transitory yearning after such a vocation soon gave way to
hopes that were better suited to my temperament. Browsing through my father's books,
I chanced to come across some publications that dealt with military subjects. One of
these publications was a popular history of the Franco-German War of 1870-71. It
consisted of two volumes of an illustrated periodical dating from those years. These
became my favourite reading. In a little while that great and heroic conflict began to
take first place in my mind. And from that time onwards I became more and more
enthusiastic about everything that was in any way connected with war or military
affairs.
But this story of the Franco-German War had a special significance for me on other
grounds also. For the first time, and as yet only in quite a vague way, the question
began to present itself: Is there a difference--and if there be, what is it--between the
Germans who fought that war and the other Germans? Why did not Austria also take
part in it? Why did not my father and all the others fight in that struggle? Are we not
the same as the other Germans? Do we not all belong together?
That was the first time that this problem began to agitate my small brain. And from the
replies that were given to the questions which I asked very tentatively, I was forced to
accept the fact, though with a secret envy, that not all Germans had the good luck to
belong to Bismarck's Empire. This was something that I could not understand.
It was decided that I should study. Considering my character as a whole, and especially
my temperament, my father decided that the classical subjects studied at the Lyceum
were not suited to my natural talents. He thought that the REALSCHULE (Note 2)
would suit me better. My obvious talent for drawing confirmed him in that view; for in
his opinion drawing was a subject too much neglected in the Austrian GYMNASIUM.
Probably also the memory of the hard road which he himself had travelled contributed
to make him look upon classical studies as unpractical and accordingly to set little value
on them. At the back of his mind he had the idea that his son also should become an
official of the Government. Indeed he had decided on that career for me. The difficulties
through which he had to struggle in making his own career led him to overestimate
what he had achieved, because this was exclusively the result of his own indefatigable
industry and energy. The characteristic pride of the self-made man urged him towards
the idea that his son should follow the same calling and if possible rise to a higher
position in it. Moreover, this idea was strengthened by the consideration that the results
of his own life's industry had placed him in a position to facilitate his son's
advancement in the same career.
He was simply incapable of imagining that I might reject what had meant everything in
life to him. My father's decision was simple, definite, clear and, in his eyes, it was
something to be taken for granted. A man of such a nature who had become an autocrat
by reason of his own hard struggle for existence, could not think of allowing
'inexperienced' and irresponsible young fellows to choose their own careers. To act in
such a way, where the future of his own son was concerned, would have been a grave
and reprehensible weakness in the exercise of parental authority and responsibility,
something utterly incompatible with his characteristic sense of duty.
And yet it had to be otherwise.
For the first time in my life--I was then eleven years old--I felt myself forced into open
opposition. No matter how hard and determined my father might be about putting his
own plans and opinions into action, his son was no less obstinate in refusing to accept
ideas on which he set little or no value.
I would not become a civil servant.
No amount of persuasion and no amount of 'grave' warnings could break down that
opposition. I would not become a State official, not on any account. All the attempts
which my father made to arouse in me a love or liking for that profession, by picturing
his own career for me, had only the opposite effect. It nauseated me to think that one
day I might be fettered to an office stool, that I could not dispose of my own time but
would be forced to spend the whole of my life filling out forms.
One can imagine what kind of thoughts such a prospect awakened in the mind of a
young fellow who was by no means what is called a 'good boy' in the current sense of
that term. The ridiculously easy school tasks which we were given made it possible for
me to spend far more time in the open air than at home. To-day, when my political
opponents pry into my life with diligent scrutiny, as far back as the days of my
boyhood, so as finally to be able to prove what disreputable tricks this Hitler was
accustomed to in his young days, I thank heaven that I can look back to those happy
days and find the memory of them helpful. The fields and the woods were then the
terrain on which all disputes were fought out.
Even attendance at the REALSCHULE could not alter my way of spending my time. But
I had now another battle to fight.
So long as the paternal plan to make a State functionary contradicted my own
inclinations only in the abstract, the conflict was easy to bear. I could be discreet about
expressing my personal views and thus avoid constantly recurrent disputes. My own
resolution not to become a Government official was sufficient for the time being to put
my mind completely at rest. I held on to that resolution inexorably. But the situation
became more difficult once I had a positive plan of my own which I might present to
my father as a counter-suggestion. This happened when I was twelve years old. How it
came about I cannot exactly say now; but one day it became clear to me that I would be
a painter--I mean an artist. That I had an aptitude for drawing was an admitted fact. It
was even one of the reasons why my father had sent me to the REALSCHULE; but he
had never thought of having that talent developed in such a way that I could take up
painting as a professional career. Quite the contrary. When, as a result of my renewed
refusal to adopt his favourite plan, my father asked me for the first time what I myself
really wished to be, the resolution that I had already formed expressed itself almost
automatically. For a while my father was speechless. "A painter? An artist-painter?" he
exclaimed.
He wondered whether I was in a sound state of mind. He thought that he might not
have caught my words rightly, or that he had misunderstood what I meant. But when I
had explained my ideas to him and he saw how seriously I took them, he opposed them
with that full determination which was characteristic of him. His decision was
exceedingly simple and could not be deflected from its course by any consideration of
what my own natural qualifications really were.
"Artist! Not as long as I live, never." As the son had inherited some of the father's
obstinacy, besides having other qualities of his own, my reply was equally energetic.
But it stated something quite the contrary.
At that our struggle became stalemate. The father would not abandon his 'Never', and I
became all the more consolidated in my 'Nevertheless'.
Naturally the resulting situation was not pleasant. The old gentleman was bitterly
annoyed; and indeed so was I, although I really loved him. My father forbade me to
entertain any hopes of taking up the art of painting as a profession. I went a step further
and declared that I would not study anything else. With such declarations the situation
became still more strained, so that the old gentleman irrevocably decided to assert his
parental authority at all costs. That led me to adopt an attitude of circumspect silence,
but I put my threat into execution. I thought that, once it became clear to my father that
I was making no progress at the REALSCHULE, for weal or for woe, he would be
forced to allow me to follow the happy career I had dreamed of.
I do not know whether I calculated rightly or not. Certainly my failure to make progress
became quite visible in the school. I studied just the subjects that appealed to me,
especially those which I thought might be of advantage to me later on as a painter.
What did not appear to have any importance from this point of view, or what did not
otherwise appeal to me favourably, I completely sabotaged. My school reports of that
time were always in the extremes of good or bad, according to the subject and the
interest it had for me. In one column my qualification read 'very good' or 'excellent'. In
another it read 'average' or even 'below average'. By far my best subjects were
geography and, even more so, general history. These were my two favourite subjects,
and I led the class in them.
When I look back over so many years and try to judge the results of that experience I
find two very significant facts standing out clearly before my mind.
First, I became a nationalist.
Second, I learned to understand and grasp the true meaning of history.
The old Austria was a multi-national State. In those days at least the citizens of the
German Empire, taken through and through, could not understand what that fact
meant in the everyday life of the individuals within such a State. After the magnificent
triumphant march of the victorious armies in the Franco-German War the Germans in
the REICH became steadily more and more estranged from the Germans beyond their
frontiers, partly because they did not deign to appreciate those other Germans at their
true value or simply because they were incapable of doing so.
The Germans of the REICH did not realize that if the Germans in Austria had not been
of the best racial stock they could never have given the stamp of their own character to
an Empire of 52 millions, so definitely that in Germany itself the idea arose--though
quite an erroneous one--that Austria was a German State. That was an error which led
to dire consequences; but all the same it was a magnificent testimony to the character of
the ten million Germans in that East Mark. (Note 3) Only very few of the Germans in
the REICH itself had an idea of the bitter struggle which those Eastern Germans had to
carry on daily for the preservation of their German language, their German schools and
their German character. Only to-day, when a tragic fate has torn several millions of our
kinsfolk away from the REICH and has forced them to live under the rule of the
stranger, dreaming of that common fatherland towards which all their yearnings are
directed and struggling to uphold at least the sacred right of using their mother tongue-
-only now have the wider circles of the German population come to realize what it
means to have to fight for the traditions of one's race. And so at last perhaps there are
people here and there who can assess the greatness of that German spirit which
animated the old East Mark and enabled those people, left entirely dependent on their
own resources, to defend the Empire against the Orient for several centuries and
subsequently to hold fast the frontiers of the German language through a guerilla
warfare of attrition, at a time when the German Empire was sedulously cultivating an
interest for colonies but not for its own flesh and blood before the threshold of its own
door.
What has happened always and everywhere, in every kind of struggle, happened also
in the language fight which was carried on in the old Austria. There were three groups--
the fighters, the hedgers and the traitors. Even in the schools this sifting already began
to take place. And it is worth noting that the struggle for the language was waged
perhaps in its bitterest form around the school; because this was the nursery where the
seeds had to be watered which were to spring up and form the future generation. The
tactical objective of the fight was the winning over of the child, and it was to the child
that the first rallying cry was addressed:
"German youth, do not forget that you are a German," and "Remember, little girl, that
one day you must be a German mother."
Those who know something of the juvenile spirit can understand how youth will
always lend a glad ear to such a rallying cry. Under many forms the young people led
the struggle, fighting in their own way and with their own weapons. They refused to
sing non-German songs. The greater the efforts made to win them away from their
German allegiance, the more they exalted the glory of their German heroes. They
stinted themselves in buying things to eat, so that they might spare their pennies to help
the war chest of their elders. They were incredibly alert in the significance of what the
non-German teachers said and they contradicted in unison. They wore the forbidden
emblems of their own kinsfolk and were happy when penalised for doing so, or even
physically punished. In miniature they were mirrors of loyalty from which the older
people might learn a lesson.
And thus it was that at a comparatively early age I took part in the struggle which the
nationalities were waging against one another in the old Austria. When meetings were
held for the South Mark German League and the School League we wore cornflowers
and black-red-gold colours to express our loyalty. We greeted one another with HEIL!
and instead of the Austrian anthem we sang our own DEUTSCHLAND ÜBER ALLES,
despite warnings and penalties. Thus the youth were educated politically at a time
when the citizens of a so-called national State for the most part knew little of their own
nationality except the language. Of course, I did not belong to the hedgers. Within a
little while I had become an ardent 'German National', which has a different meaning
from the party significance attached to that phrase to-day.
I developed very rapidly in the nationalist direction, and by the time I was 15 years old
I had come to understand the distinction between dynastic patriotism and nationalism
based on the concept of folk, or people, my inclination being entirely in favour of the
latter.
Such a preference may not perhaps be clearly intelligible to those who have never taken
the trouble to study the internal conditions that prevailed under the Habsburg
Monarchy.
Among historical studies universal history was the subject almost exclusively taught in
the Austrian schools, for of specific Austrian history there was only very little. The fate
of this State was closely bound up with the existence and development of Germany as a
whole; so a division of history into German history and Austrian history would be
practically inconceivable. And indeed it was only when the German people came to be
divided between two States that this division of German history began to take place.
The insignia (Note 4) of a former imperial sovereignty which were still preserved in
Vienna appeared to act as magical relics rather than as the visible guarantee of an
everlasting bond of union.
When the Habsburg State crumbled to pieces in 1918 the Austrian Germans
instinctively raised an outcry for union with their German fatherland. That was the
voice of a unanimous yearning in the hearts of the whole people for a return to the
unforgotten home of their fathers. But such a general yearning could not be explained
except by attributing the cause of it to the historical training through which the
individual Austrian Germans had passed. Therein lay a spring that never dried up.
Especially in times of distraction and forgetfulness its quiet voice was a reminder of the
past, bidding the people to look out beyond the mere welfare of the moment to a new
future.
The teaching of universal history in what are called the middle schools is still very
unsatisfactory. Few teachers realize that the purpose of teaching history is not the
memorizing of some dates and facts, that the student is not interested in knowing the
exact date of a battle or the birthday of some marshal or other, and not at all--or at least
only very insignificantly--interested in knowing when the crown of his fathers was
placed on the brow of some monarch. These are certainly not looked upon as important
matters.
To study history means to search for and discover the forces that are the causes of those
results which appear before our eyes as historical events. The art of reading and
studying consists in remembering the essentials and forgetting what is not essential.
Probably my whole future life was determined by the fact that I had a professor of
history who understood, as few others understand, how to make this viewpoint prevail
in teaching and in examining. This teacher was Dr. Leopold Poetsch, of the
REALSCHULE at Linz. He was the ideal personification of the qualities necessary to a
teacher of history in the sense I have mentioned above. An elderly gentleman with a
decisive manner but a kindly heart, he was a very attractive speaker and was able to
inspire us with his own enthusiasm. Even to-day I cannot recall without emotion that
venerable personality whose enthusiastic exposition of history so often made us entirely
forget the present and allow ourselves to be transported as if by magic into the past. He
penetrated through the dim mist of thousands of years and transformed the historical
memory of the dead past into a living reality. When we listened to him we became afire
with enthusiasm and we were sometimes moved even to tears.
It was still more fortunate that this professor was able not only to illustrate the past by
examples from the present but from the past he was also able to draw a lesson for the
present. He understood better than any other the everyday problems that were then
agitating our minds. The national fervour which we felt in our own small way was
utilized by him as an instrument of our education, inasmuch as he often appealed to our
national sense of honour; for in that way he maintained order and held our attention
much more easily than he could have done by any other means. It was because I had
such a professor that history became my favourite subject. As a natural consequence,
but without the conscious connivance of my professor, I then and there became a young
rebel. But who could have studied German history under such a teacher and not
become an enemy of that State whose rulers exercised such a disastrous influence on the
destinies of the German nation? Finally, how could one remain the faithful subject of
the House of Habsburg, whose past history and present conduct proved it to be ready
ever and always to betray the interests of the German people for the sake of paltry
personal interests? Did not we as youngsters fully realize that the House of Habsburg
did not, and could not, have any love for us Germans?
What history taught us about the policy followed by the House of Habsburg was
corroborated by our own everyday experiences. In the north and in the south the poison
of foreign races was eating into the body of our people, and even Vienna was steadily
becoming more and more a non-German city. The 'Imperial House' favoured the Czechs
on every possible occasion. Indeed it was the hand of the goddess of eternal justice and
inexorable retribution that caused the most deadly enemy of Germanism in Austria, the
Archduke Franz Ferdinand, to fall by the very bullets which he himself had helped to
cast. Working from above downwards, he was the chief patron of the movement to
make Austria a Slav State.
The burdens laid on the shoulders of the German people were enormous and the
sacrifices of money and blood which they had to make were incredibly heavy.
Yet anybody who was not quite blind must have seen that it was all in vain. What
affected us most bitterly was the consciousness of the fact that this whole system was
morally shielded by the alliance with Germany, whereby the slow extirpation of
Germanism in the old Austrian Monarchy seemed in some way to be more or less
sanctioned by Germany herself. Habsburg hypocrisy, which endeavoured outwardly to
make the people believe that Austria still remained a German State, increased the
feeling of hatred against the Imperial House and at the same time aroused a spirit of
rebellion and contempt.
But in the German Empire itself those who were then its rulers saw nothing of what all
this meant. As if struck blind, they stood beside a corpse and in the very symptoms of
decomposition they believed that they recognized the signs of a renewed vitality. In
that unhappy alliance between the young German Empire and the illusory Austrian
State lay the germ of the World War and also of the final collapse.
In the subsequent pages of this book I shall go to the root of the problem. Suffice it to
say here that in the very early years of my youth I came to certain conclusions which I
have never abandoned. Indeed I became more profoundly convinced of them as the
years passed. They were: That the dissolution of the Austrian Empire is a preliminary
condition for the defence of Germany; further, that national feeling is by no means
identical with dynastic patriotism; finally, and above all, that the House of Habsburg
was destined to bring misfortune to the German nation.
As a logical consequence of these convictions, there arose in me a feeling of intense love
for my German-Austrian home and a profound hatred for the Austrian State.
That kind of historical thinking which was developed in me through my study of
history at school never left me afterwards. World history became more and more an
inexhaustible source for the understanding of contemporary historical events, which
means politics. Therefore I will not "learn" politics but let politics teach me.
A precocious revolutionary in politics I was no less a precocious revolutionary in art. At
that time the provincial capital of Upper Austria had a theatre which, relatively
speaking, was not bad. Almost everything was played there. When I was twelve years
old I saw William Tell performed. That was my first experience of the theatre. Some
months later I attended a performance of LOHENGRIN, the first opera I had ever
heard. I was fascinated at once. My youthful enthusiasm for the Bayreuth Master knew
no limits. Again and again I was drawn to hear his operas; and to-day I consider it a
great piece of luck that these modest productions in the little provincial city prepared
the way and made it possible for me to appreciate the better productions later on.
But all this helped to intensify my profound aversion for the career that my father had
chosen for me; and this dislike became especially strong as the rough corners of
youthful boorishness became worn off, a process which in my case caused a good deal
of pain. I became more and more convinced that I should never be happy as a State
official. And now that the REALSCHULE had recognized and acknowledged my
aptitude for drawing, my own resolution became all the stronger. Imprecations and
threats had no longer any chance of changing it. I wanted to become a painter and no
power in the world could force me to become a civil servant. The only peculiar feature
of the situation now was that as I grew bigger I became more and more interested in
architecture. I considered this fact as a natural development of my flair for painting and
I rejoiced inwardly that the sphere of my artistic interests was thus enlarged. I had no
notion that one day it would have to be otherwise.
The question of my career was decided much sooner than I could have expected.
When I was in my thirteenth year my father was suddenly taken from us. He was still
in robust health when a stroke of apoplexy painlessly ended his earthly wanderings and
left us all deeply bereaved. His most ardent longing was to be able to help his son to
advance in a career and thus save me from the harsh ordeal that he himself had to go
through. But it appeared to him then as if that longing were all in vain. And yet, though
he himself was not conscious of it, he had sown the seeds of a future which neither of us
foresaw at that time.
At first nothing changed outwardly.
My mother felt it her duty to continue my education in accordance with my father's
wishes, which meant that she would have me study for the civil service. For my own
part I was even more firmly determined than ever before that under no circumstances
would I become an official of the State. The curriculum and teaching methods followed
in the middle school were so far removed from my ideals that I became profoundly
indifferent. Illness suddenly came to my assistance. Within a few weeks it decided my
future and put an end to the long-standing family conflict. My lungs became so
seriously affected that the doctor advised my mother very strongly not under any
circumstances to allow me to take up a career which would necessitate working in an
office. He ordered that I should give up attendance at the REALSCHULE for a year at
least. What I had secretly desired for such a long time, and had persistently fought for,
now became a reality almost at one stroke.
Influenced by my illness, my mother agreed that I should leave the REALSCHULE and
attend the Academy.
Those were happy days, which appeared to me almost as a dream; but they were bound
to remain only a dream. Two years later my mother's death put a brutal end to all my
fine projects. She succumbed to a long and painful illness which from the very
beginning permitted little hope of recovery. Though expected, her death came as a
terrible blow to me. I respected my father, but I loved my mother.
Poverty and stern reality forced me to decide promptly.
The meagre resources of the family had been almost entirely used up through my
mother's severe illness. The allowance which came to me as an orphan was not enough
for the bare necessities of life. Somehow or other I would have to earn my own bread.
With my clothes and linen packed in a valise and with an indomitable resolution in my
heart, I left for Vienna. I hoped to forestall fate, as my father had done fifty years before.
I was determined to become 'something'--but certainly not a civil servant.
[Note 1. In order to understand the reference here, and similar references in later
portions of MEIN KAMPF, the following must be borne in mind:
From 1792 to 1814 the French Revolutionary Armies overran Germany. In 1800 Bavaria
shared in the Austrian defeat at Hohenlinden and the French occupied Munich. In 1805
the Bavarian Elector was made King of Bavaria by Napoleon and stipulated to back up
Napoleon in all his wars with a force of 30,000 men. Thus Bavaria became the absolute
vassal of the French. This was 'TheTime of Germany's Deepest Humiliation', Which is
referred to again and again by Hitler.
In 1806 a pamphlet entitled 'Germany's Deepest Humiliation' was published in South
Germany. Amnng those who helped to circulate the pamphlet was the Nürnberg
bookseller, Johannes Philipp Palm. He was denounced to the French by a Bavarian
police agent. At his trial he refused to disclose thename of the author. By Napoleon's
orders, he was shot at Braunau-on-the-Innon August 26th, 1806. A monument erected
to him on the site of the executionwas one of the first public objects that made an
impression on Hitler asa little boy.
Leo Schlageter's case was in many respects parallel to that of Johannes Palm. Schlageter
was a German theological student who volunteered for service in 1914. He became an
artillery officer and won the Iron Cross of both classes. When the French occupied the
Ruhr in 1923 Schlageter helped to organize the passive resistance on the German side.
He and his companions blew up a railway bridge for the purpose of making the
transport of coal to France more difficult.
Those who took part in the affair were denounced to the French by a German informer.
Schlageter took the whole responsibility on his own shoulders and was condemned to
death, his companions being sentenced to various terms of imprisonment and penal
servitude by the French Court. Schlageter refused to disclose the identity of those who
issued the order to blow up the railway bridge and he would not plead for mercy before
a French Court. He was shot by a French firing-squad on May 26th, 1923. Severing was
at that time German Minister of the Interior. It is said that representations were made,
to himon Schlageter's behalf and that he refused to interfere.
Schlageter has become the chief martyr of the German resistancc to the French
occupation of the Ruhr and also one of the great heroes of the National Socialist
Movement. He had joined the Movement at a very early stage, his card of membership
bearing the number 61.]
[Note 2. Non-classical secondary school. The Lyceum and GYMNASIUM were classical
or semi-classical secondary schools.]
[Note 3. See Translator's Introduction.]
[Note 4. When Francis II had laid down his title as Emperor of the Holy Roman
Empireof the German Nation, which he did at the command of Napoleon, the
Crownand Mace, as the Imperial Insignia, were kept in Vienna. After the German
Empire was refounded, in 1871, under William I, there were many demands tohave the
Insignia transferred to Berlin. But these went unheeded. Hitler had them brought to
Germany after the Austrian Anschluss and displayed at Nuremberg during the Party
Congress in September 1938.]
Chapter 2
Years Of Study And Suffering In Vienna
WHEN MY mother died my fate had already been decided in one respect. During the
last months of her illness I went to Vienna to take the entrance examination for the
Academy of Fine Arts. Armed with a bulky packet of sketches, I felt convinced that I
should pass the examination quite easily. At the REALSCHULE I was by far the best
student in the drawing class, and since that time I had made more than ordinary
progress in the practice of drawing. Therefore I was pleased with myself and was proud
and happy at the prospect of what I considered an assured success.
But there was one misgiving: It seemed to me that I was better qualified for drawing
than for painting, especially in the various branches of architectural drawing. At the
same time my interest in architecture was constantly increasing. And I advanced in this
direction at a still more rapid pace after my first visit to Vienna, which lasted two
weeks. I was not yet sixteen years old. I went to the Hof Museum to study the paintings
in the art gallery there; but the building itself captured almost all my interest, from early
morning until late at night I spent all my time visiting the various public buildings. And
it was the buildings themselves that were always the principal attraction for me. For
hours and hours I could stand in wonderment before the Opera and the Parliament. The
whole Ring Strasse had a magic effect upon me, as if it were a scene from the Thousandand-one-Nights.
And now I was here for the second time in this beautiful city, impatiently waiting to
hear the result of the entrance examination but proudly confident that I had got
through. I was so convinced of my success that when the news that I had failed to pass
was brought to me it struck me like a bolt from the skies. Yet the fact was that I had
failed. I went to see the Rector and asked him to explain the reasons why they refused
to accept me as a student in the general School of Painting, which was part of the
Academy. He said that the sketches which I had brought with me unquestionably
showed that painting was not what I was suited for but that the same sketches gave
clear indications of my aptitude for architectural designing. Therefore the School of
Painting did not come into question for me but rather the School of Architecture, which
also formed part of the Academy. At first it was impossible to understand how this
could be so, seeing that I had never been to a school for architecture and had never
received any instruction in architectural designing.
When I left the Hansen Palace, on the SCHILLER PLATZ, I was quite crestfallen. I felt
out of sorts with myself for the first time in my young life. For what I had heard about
my capabilities now appeared to me as a lightning flash which clearly revealed a
dualism under which I had been suffering for a long time, but hitherto I could give no
clear account whatsoever of the why and wherefore.
Within a few days I myself also knew that I ought to become an architect. But of course
the way was very difficult. I was now forced bitterly to rue my former conduct in
neglecting and despising certain subjects at the REALSCHULE. Before taking up the
courses at the School of Architecture in the Academy it was necessary to attend the
Technical Building School; but a necessary qualification for entrance into this school
was a Leaving Certificate from the Middle School. And this I simply did not have.
According to the human measure of things my dream of following an artistic calling
seemed beyond the limits of possibility.
After the death of my mother I came to Vienna for the third time. This visit was
destined to last several years. Since I had been there before I had recovered my old calm
and resoluteness. The former self-assurance had come back, and I had my eyes steadily
fixed on the goal. I would be an architect. Obstacles are placed across our path in life,
not to be boggled at but to be surmounted. And I was fully determined to surmount
these obstacles, having the picture of my father constantly before my mind, who had
raised himself by his own efforts to the position of a civil servant though he was the
poor son of a village shoemaker. I had a better start, and the possibilities of struggling
through were better. At that time my lot in life seemed to me a harsh one; but to-day I
see in it the wise workings of Providence. The Goddess of Fate clutched me in her
hands and often threatened to smash me; but the will grew stronger as the obstacles
increased, and finally the will triumphed.
I am thankful for that period of my life, because it hardened me and enabled me to be as
tough as I now am. And I am even more thankful because I appreciate the fact that I
was thus saved from the emptiness of a life of ease and that a mother's darling was
taken from tender arms and handed over to Adversity as to a new mother. Though I
then rebelled against it as too hard a fate, I am grateful that I was thrown into a world
of misery and poverty and thus came to know the people for whom I was afterwards to
fight.
It was during this period that my eyes were opened to two perils, the names of which I
scarcely knew hitherto and had no notion whatsoever of their terrible significance for
the existence of the German people. These two perils were Marxism and Judaism.
For many people the name of Vienna signifies innocent jollity, a festive place for happy
mortals. For me, alas, it is a living memory of the saddest period in my life. Even to-day
the mention of that city arouses only gloomy thoughts in my mind. Five years of
poverty in that Phaecian (Note 5) town. Five years in which, first as a casual labourer
and then as a painter of little trifles, I had to earn my daily bread. And a meagre morsel
indeed it was, not even sufficient to still the hunger which I constantly felt. That hunger
was the faithful guardian which never left me but took part in everything I did. Every
book that I bought meant renewed hunger, and every visit I paid to the opera meant the
intrusion of that inalienabl companion during the following days. I was always
struggling with my unsympathic friend. And yet during that time I learned more than I
had ever learned before. Outside my architectural studies and rare visits to the opera,
for which I had to deny myself food, I had no other pleasure in life except my books.
I read a great deal then, and I pondered deeply over what I read. All the free time after
work was devoted exclusively to study. Thus within a few years I was able to acquire a
stock of knowledge which I find useful even to-day.
But more than that. During those years a view of life and a definite outlook on the
world took shape in my mind. These became the granite basis of my conduct at that
time. Since then I have extended that foundation only very little, and I have changed
nothing in it.
On the contrary: I am firmly convinced to-day that, generally speaking, it is in youth
that men lay the essential groundwork of their creative thought, wherever that creative
thought exists. I make a distinction between the wisdom of age--which can only arise
from the greater profundity and foresight that are based on the experiences of a long
life--and the creative genius of youth, which blossoms out in thought and ideas with
inexhaustible fertility, without being able to put these into practice immediately,
because of their very superabundance. These furnish the building materials and plans
for the future; and it is from them that age takes the stones and builds the edifice, unless
the so-called wisdom of the years may have smothered the creative genius of youth.
The life which I had hitherto led at home with my parents differed in little or nothing
from that of all the others. I looked forward without apprehension to the morrow, and
there was no such thing as a social problem to be faced. Those among whom I passed
my young days belonged to the small bourgeois class. Therefore it was a world that had
very little contact with the world of genuine manual labourers. For, though at first this
may appear astonishing, the ditch which separates that class, which is by no means
economically well-off; from the manual labouring class is often deeper than people
think. The reason for this division, which we may almost call enmity, lies in the fear that
dominates a social group which has only just risen above the level of the manual
labourer--a fear lest it may fall back into its old condition or at least be classed with the
labourers. Moreover, there is something repulsive in remembering the cultural
indigence of that lower class and their rough manners with one another; so that people
who are only on the first rung of the social ladder find it unbearable to be forced to have
any contact with the cultural level and standard of living out of which they have
passed.
And so it happens that very often those who belong to what can really be called the
upper classes find it much easier than do the upstarts to descend to and intermingle
with their fellow beings on the lowest social level. For by the word upstart I mean
everyone who has raised himself through his own efforts to a social level higher than
that to which he formerly belonged. In the case of such a person the hard struggle
through which he passes often destroys his normal human sympathy. His own fight for
existence kills his sensibility for the misery of those who have been left behind.
From this point of view fate had been kind to me. Circumstances forced me to return to
that world of poverty and economic insecurity above which my father had raised
himself in his early days; and thus the blinkers of a narrow PETIT BOURGEOIS
education were torn from my eyes. Now for the first time I learned to know men and I
learned to distinguish between empty appearances or brutal manners and the real inner
nature of the people who outwardly appeared thus.
At the beginning of the century Vienna had already taken rank among those cities
where social conditions are iniquitous. Dazzling riches and loathsome destitution were
intermingled in violent contrast. In the centre and in the Inner City one felt the pulsebeat
of an Empire which had a population of fifty-two millions, with all the perilous
charm of a State made up of multiple nationalities. The dazzling splendour of the Court
acted like a magnet on the wealth and intelligence of the whole Empire. And this
attraction was further strengthened by the dynastic policy of the Habsburg Monarchy in
centralizing everything in itself and for itself.
This centralizing policy was necessary in order to hold together that hotchpotch of
heterogeneous nationalities. But the result of it was an extraordinary concentration of
higher officials in the city, which was at one and the same time the metropolis and
imperial residence.
But Vienna was not merely the political and intellectual centre of the Danubian
Monarchy; it was also the commercial centre. Besides the horde of military officers of
high rank, State officials, artists and scientists, there was the still vaster horde of
workers. Abject poverty confronted the wealth of the aristocracy and the merchant class
face to face. Thousands of unemployed loitered in front of the palaces on the Ring
Strasse; and below that VIA TRIUMPHALIS of the old Austria the homeless huddled
together in the murk and filth of the canals.
There was hardly any other German city in which the social problem could be studied
better than in Vienna. But here I must utter a warning against the illusion that this
problem can be 'studied' from above downwards. The man who has never been in the
clutches of that crushing viper can never know what its poison is. An attempt to study
it in any other way will result only in superficial talk and sentimental delusions. Both
are harmful. The first because it can never go to the root of the question, the second
because it evades the question entirely. I do not know which is the more nefarious: to
ignore social distress, as do the majority of those who have been favoured by fortune
and those who have risen in the social scale through their own routine labour, or the
equally supercilious and often tactless but always genteel condescension displayed by
people who make a fad of being charitable and who plume themselves on
'sympathising with the people.' Of course such persons sin more than they can imagine
from lack of instinctive understanding. And thus they are astonished to find that the
'social conscience' on which they pride themselves never produces any results, but often
causes their good intentions to be resented; and then they talk of the ingrati
Adolf Hitler
Translated into English by James Murphy
Author's Introduction
ON APRIL 1st, 1924, I began to serve my sentence of detention in the Fortress of
Landsberg am Lech, following the verdict of the Munich People's Court of that time.
After years of uninterrupted labour it was now possible for the first time to begin a
work which many had asked for and which I myself felt would be profitable for the
Movement. So I decided to devote two volumes to a description not only of the aims of
our Movement but also of its development. There is more to be learned from this than
from any purely doctrinaire treatise.
This has also given me the opportunity of describing my own development in so far as
such a description is necessary to the understanding of the first as well as the second
volume and to destroy the legendary fabrications which the Jewish Press have
circulated about me.
In this work I turn not to strangers but to those followers of the Movement whose
hearts belong to it and who wish to study it more profoundly. I know that fewer people
are won over by the written word than by the spoken word and that every great
movement on this earth owes its growth to great speakers and not to great writers.
Nevertheless, in order to produce more equality and uniformity in the defence of any
doctrine, its fundamental principles must be committed to writing. May these two
volumes therefore serve as the building stones which I contribute to the joint work.
The Fortress, Landsberg am Lech.
At half-past twelve in the afternoon of November 9th, 1923, those whose names are
given below fell in front of the FELDHERRNHALLE and in the forecourt of the former
War Ministry in Munich for their loyal faith in the resurrection of their people:
• Alfarth, Felix, Merchant, born July 5th, 1901
• Bauriedl, Andreas, Hatmaker, born May 4th, 1879
• Casella, Theodor, Bank Official, born August 8th, 1900
• Ehrlich, Wilhelm, Bank Official, born August 19th, 1894
• Faust, Martin, Bank Official, born January 27th, 1901
• Hechenberger, Anton, Locksmith, born September 28th, 1902
• Koerner, Oskar, Merchant, born January 4th, 1875
• Kuhn, Karl, Head Waiter, born July 25th, 1897
• Laforce, Karl, Student of Engineering, born October 28th, 1904
• Neubauer, Kurt, Waiter, born March 27th, 1899
• Pape, Claus von, Merchant, born August 16th, 1904
• Pfordten, Theodor von der, Councillor to the Superior Provincial Court, born
May 14th, 1873
• Rickmers, Johann, retired Cavalry Captain, born May 7th, 1881
• Scheubner-Richter, Max Erwin von, Dr. of Engineering, born January 9th, 1884
• Stransky, Lorenz Ritter von, Engineer, born March 14th, 1899
• Wolf, Wilhelm, Merchant, born October 19th, 1898
So-called national officials refused to allow the dead heroes a common burial. So I
dedicate the first volume of this work to them as a common memorial, that the memory
of those martyrs may be a permanent source of light for the followers of our Movement.
The Fortress, Landsberg a/L.,
October 16th, 1924
Translator's Introduction
IN PLACING before the reader this unabridged translation of Adolf Hitler's book,
MEIN KAMPF, I feel it my duty to call attention to certain historical facts which must
be borne in mind if the reader would form a fair judgment of what is written in this
extraordinary work.
The first volume of MEIN KAMPF was written while the author was imprisoned in a
Bavarian fortress. How did he get there and why? The answer to that question is
important, because the book deals with the events which brought the author into this
plight and because he wrote under the emotional stress caused by the historical
happenings of the time. It was the hour of Germany's deepest humiliation, somewhat
parallel to that of a little over a century before, when Napoleon had dismembered the
old German Empire and French soldiers occupied almost the whole of Germany.
In the beginning of 1923 the French invaded Germany, occupied the Ruhr district and
seized several German towns in the Rhineland. This was a flagrant breach of
international law and was protested against by every section of British political opinion
at that time. The Germans could not effectively defend themselves, as they had been
already disarmed under the provisions of the Versailles Treaty. To make the situation
more fraught with disaster for Germany, and therefore more appalling in its prospect,
the French carried on an intensive propaganda for the separation of the Rhineland from
the German Republic and the establishment of an independent Rhenania. Money was
poured out lavishly to bribe agitators to carry on this work, and some of the most
insidious elements of the German population became active in the pay of the invader.
At the same time a vigorous movement was being carried on in Bavaria for the
secession of that country and the establishment of an independent Catholic monarchy
there, under vassalage to France, as Napoleon had done when he made Maximilian the
first King of Bavaria in 1805.
The separatist movement in the Rhineland went so far that some leading German
politicians came out in favour of it, suggesting that if the Rhineland were thus ceded it
might be possible for the German Republic to strike a bargain with the French in regard
to Reparations. But in Bavaria the movement went even farther. And it was more farreaching
in its implications; for, if an independent Catholic monarchy could be set up in
Bavaria, the next move would have been a union with Catholic German-Austria.
possibly under a Habsburg King. Thus a Catholic BLOC would have been created
which would extend from the Rhineland through Bavaria and Austria into the Danube
Valley and would have been at least under the moral and military, if not the full
political, hegemony of France. The dream seems fantastic now, but it was considered
quite a practical thing in those fantastic times. The effect of putting such a plan into
action would have meant the complete dismemberment of Germany; and that is what
French diplomacy aimed at. Of course such an aim no longer exists. And I should not
recall what must now seem "old, unhappy, far-off things" to the modern generation,
were it not that they were very near and actual at the time MEIN KAMPF was written
and were more unhappy then than we can even imagine now.
By the autumn of 1923 the separatist movement in Bavaria was on the point of
becoming an accomplished fact. General von Lossow, the Bavarian chief of the
REICHSWEHR no longer took orders from Berlin. The flag of the German Republic was
rarely to be seen. Finally, the Bavarian Prime Minister decided to proclaim an
independent Bavaria and its secession from the German Republic. This was to have
taken place on the eve of the Fifth Anniversary of the establishment of the German
Republic (November 9th, 1918.)
Hitler staged a counter-stroke. For several days he had been mobilizing his storm
battalions in the neighbourhood of Munich, intending to make a national demonstration
and hoping that the REICHSWEHR would stand by him to prevent secession.
Ludendorff was with him. And he thought that the prestige of the great German
Commander in the World War would be sufficient to win the allegiance of the
professional army.
A meeting had been announced to take place in the Bürgerbräu Keller on the night of
November 8th. The Bavarian patriotic societies were gathered there, and the Prime
Minister, Dr. von Kahr, started to read his official PRONUNCIAMENTO, which
practically amounted to a proclamation of Bavarian independence and secession from
the Republic. While von Kahr was speaking Hitler entered the hall, followed by
Ludendorff. And the meeting was broken up.
Next day the Nazi battalions took the street for the purpose of making a mass
demonstration in favour of national union. They marched in massed formation, led by
Hitler and Ludendorff. As they reached one of the central squares of the city the army
opened fire on them. Sixteen of the marchers were instantly killed, and two died of their
wounds in the local barracks of the REICHSWEHR. Several others were wounded also.
Hitler fell on the pavement and broke a collar-bone. Ludendorff marched straight up to
the soldiers who were firing from the barricade, but not a man dared draw a trigger on
his old Commander.
Hitler was arrested with several of his comrades and imprisoned in the fortress of
Landsberg on the River Lech. On February 26th, 1924, he was brought to trial before the
VOLKSGERICHT, or People's Court in Munich. He was sentenced to detention in a
fortress for five years. With several companions, who had been also sentenced to
various periods of imprisonment, he returned to Landsberg am Lech and remained
there until the 20th of the following December, when he was released. In all he spent
about thirteen months in prison. It was during this period that he wrote the first volume
of MEIN KAMPF.
If we bear all this in mind we can account for the emotional stress under which MEIN
KAMPF was written. Hitler was naturally incensed against the Bavarian government
authorities, against the footling patriotic societies who were pawns in the French game,
though often unconsciously so, and of course against the French. That he should write
harshly of the French was only natural in the circumstances. At that time there was no
exaggeration whatsoever in calling France the implacable and mortal enemy of
Germany. Such language was being used by even the pacifists themselves, not only in
Germany but abroad. And even though the second volume of MEIN KAMPF was
written after Hitler's release from prison and was published after the French had left the
Ruhr, the tramp of the invading armies still echoed in German ears, and the terrible
ravages that had been wrought in the industrial and financial life of Germany, as a
consequence of the French invasion, had plunged the country into a state of social and
economic chaos. In France itself the franc fell to fifty per cent of its previous value.
Indeed, the whole of Europe had been brought to the brink of ruin, following the
French invasion of the Ruhr and Rhineland.
But, as those things belong to the limbo of a dead past that nobody wishes to have
remembered now, it is often asked: Why doesn't Hitler revise MEIN KAMPF? The
answer, as I think, which would immediately come into the mind of an impartial critic
is that MEIN KAMPF is an historical document which bears the imprint of its own time.
To revise it would involve taking it out of its historical context. Moreover Hitler has
declared that his acts and public statements constitute a partial revision of his book and
are to be taken as such. This refers especially to the statements in MEIN KAMPF
regarding France and those German kinsfolk that have not yet been incorporated in the
REICH. On behalf of Germany he has definitely acknowledged the German portion of
South Tyrol as permanently belonging to Italy and, in regard to France, he has again
and again declared that no grounds now exist for a conflict of political interests between
Germany and France and that Germany has no territorial claims against France. Finally,
I may note here that Hitler has also declared that, as he was only a political leader and
not yet a statesman in a position of official responsibility, when he wrote this book,
what he stated in MEIN KAMPF does not implicate him as Chancellor of the REICH.
I now come to some references in the text which are frequently recurring and which
may not always be clear to every reader. For instance, Hitler speaks indiscriminately of
the German REICH. Sometimes he means to refer to the first REICH, or Empire, and
sometimes to the German Empire as founded under William I in 1871. Incidentally the
regime which he inaugurated in 1933 is generally known as the THIRD REICH, though
this expression is not used in MEIN KAMPF. Hitler also speaks of the Austrian REICH
and the East Mark, without always explicitly distinguishing between the Habsburg
Empire and Austria proper. If the reader will bear the following historical outline in
mind, he will understand the references as they occur.
The word REICH, which is a German form of the Latin word REGNUM, does not mean
Kingdom or Empire or Republic. It is a sort of basic word that may apply to any form of
Constitution. Perhaps our word, Realm, would be the best translation, though the word
Empire can be used when the REICH was actually an Empire. The forerunner of the
first German Empire was the Holy Roman Empire which Charlemagne founded in A.D.
800. Charlemagne was King of the Franks, a group of Germanic tribes that subsequently
became Romanized. In the tenth century Charlemagne's Empire passed into German
hands when Otto I (936-973) became Emperor. As the Holy Roman Empire of the
German Nation, its formal appellation, it continued to exist under German Emperors
until Napoleon overran and dismembered Germany during the first decade of the last
century. On August 6th, 1806, the last Emperor, Francis II, formally resigned the
German crown. In the following October Napoleon entered Berlin in triumph, after the
Battle of Jena.
After the fall of Napoleon a movement set in for the reunion of the German states in one
Empire. But the first decisive step towards that end was the foundation of the Second
German Empire in 1871, after the Franco-Prussian War. This Empire, however, did not
include the German lands which remained under the Habsburg Crown. These were
known as German Austria. It was Bismarck's dream to unite German Austria with the
German Empire; but it remained only a dream until Hitler turned it into a reality in
1938'. It is well to bear that point in mind, because this dream of reuniting all the
German states in one REICH has been a dominant feature of German patriotism and
statesmanship for over a century and has been one of Hitler's ideals since his childhood.
In MEIN KAMPF Hitler often speaks of the East Mark. This East Mark--i.e. eastern
frontier land--was founded by Charlemagne as the eastern bulwark of the Empire. It
was inhabited principally by Germano-Celtic tribes called Bajuvari and stood for
centuries as the firm bulwark of Western Christendom against invasion from the East,
especially against the Turks. Geographically it was almost identical with German
Austria.
There are a few points more that I wish to mention in this introductory note. For
instance, I have let the word WELTANSCHAUUNG stand in its original form very
often. We have no one English word to convey the same meaning as the German word,
and it would have burdened the text too much if I were to use a circumlocution each
time the word occurs. WELTANSCHAUUNG literally means "Outlook-on-the World".
But as generally used in German this outlook on the world means a whole system of
ideas associated together in an organic unity--ideas of human life, human values,
cultural and religious ideas, politics, economics, etc., in fact a totalitarian view of human
existence. Thus Christianity could be called a WELTANSCHAUUNG, and
Mohammedanism could be called a WELTANSCHAUUNG, and Socialism could be
called a WELTANSCHAUUNG, especially as preached in Russia. National Socialism
claims definitely to be a WELTANSCHAUUNG.
Another word I have often left standing in the original is VÖLKISCH. The basic word
here is VOLK, which is sometimes translated as PEOPLE; but the German word, VOLK,
means the whole body of the PEOPLE without any distinction of class or caste. It is a
primary word also that suggests what might be called the basic national stock. Now,
after the defeat in 1918, the downfall of the Monarchy and the destruction of the
aristocracy and the upper classes, the concept of DAS VOLK came into prominence as
the unifying co-efficient which would embrace the whole German people. Hence the
large number of VÖLKISCH societies that arose after the war and hence also the
National Socialist concept of unification which is expressed by the word
VOLKSGEMEINSCHAFT, or folk community. This is used in contradistinction to the
Socialist concept of the nation as being divided into classes. Hitler's ideal is the
VÖLKISCHER STAAT, which I have translated as the People's State.
Finally, I would point out that the term Social Democracy may be misleading in
English, as it has not a democratic connotation in our sense. It was the name given to
the Socialist Party in Germany. And that Party was purely Marxist; but it adopted the
name Social Democrat in order to appeal to the democratic sections of the German
people.
James Murphy
Abbots Langley
February, 1939
Volume I
A Retrospect
Chapter 1
In The Home Of My Parents
IT HAS turned out fortunate for me to-day that destiny appointed Braunau-on-the-Inn
to be my birthplace. For that little town is situated just on the frontier between those
two States the reunion of which seems, at least to us of the younger generation, a task to
which we should devote our lives and in the pursuit of which every possible means
should be employed.
German-Austria must be restored to the great German Motherland. And not indeed on
any grounds of economic calculation whatsoever. No, no. Even if the union were a
matter of economic indifference, and even if it were to be disadvantageous from the
economic standpoint, still it ought to take place. People of the same blood should be in
the same REICH. The German people will have no right to engage in a colonial policy
until they shall have brought all their children together in the one State. When the
territory of the REICH embraces all the Germans and finds itself unable to assure them
a livelihood, only then can the moral right arise, from the need of the people to acquire
foreign territory. The plough is then the sword; and the tears of war will produce the
daily bread for the generations to come.
And so this little frontier town appeared to me as the symbol of a great task. But in
another regard also it points to a lesson that is applicable to our day. Over a hundred
years ago this sequestered spot was the scene of a tragic calamity which affected the
whole German nation and will be remembered for ever, at least in the annals of German
history. At the time of our Fatherland's deepest humiliation a bookseller, Johannes
Palm, uncompromising nationalist and enemy of the French, was put to death here
because he had the misfortune to have loved Germany well. He obstinately refused to
disclose the names of his associates, or rather the principals who were chiefly
responsible for the affair. Just as it happened with Leo Schlageter. The former, like the
latter, was denounced to the French by a Government agent. It was a director of police
from Augsburg who won an ignoble renown on that occasion and set the example
which was to be copied at a later date by the neo-German officials of the REICH under
Herr Severing's regime (Note 1).
In this little town on the Inn, haloed by the memory of a German martyr, a town that
was Bavarian by blood but under the rule of the Austrian State, my parents were
domiciled towards the end of the last century. My father was a civil servant who
fulfilled his duties very conscientiously. My mother looked after the household and
lovingly devoted herself to the care of her children. From that period I have not retained
very much in my memory; because after a few years my father had to leave that frontier
town which I had come to love so much and take up a new post farther down the Inn
valley, at Passau, therefore actually in Germany itself.
In those days it was the usual lot of an Austrian civil servant to be transferred
periodically from one post to another. Not long after coming to Passau my father was
transferred to Linz, and while there he retired finally to live on his pension. But this did
not mean that the old gentleman would now rest from his labours.
He was the son of a poor cottager, and while still a boy he grew restless and left home.
When he was barely thirteen years old he buckled on his satchel and set forth from his
native woodland parish. Despite the dissuasion of villagers who could speak from
'experience,' he went to Vienna to learn a trade there. This was in the fiftieth year of the
last century. It was a sore trial, that of deciding to leave home and face the unknown,
with three gulden in his pocket. By when the boy of thirteen was a lad of seventeen and
had passed his apprenticeship examination as a craftsman he was not content. Quite the
contrary. The persistent economic depression of that period and the constant want and
misery strengthened his resolution to give up working at a trade and strive for
'something higher.' As a boy it had seemed to him that the position of the parish priest
in his native village was the highest in the scale of human attainment; but now that the
big city had enlarged his outlook the young man looked up to the dignity of a State
official as the highest of all. With the tenacity of one whom misery and trouble had
already made old when only half-way through his youth the young man of seventeen
obstinately set out on his new project and stuck to it until he won through. He became a
civil servant. He was about twenty-three years old, I think, when he succeeded in
making himself what he had resolved to become. Thus he was able to fulfil the promise
he had made as a poor boy not to return to his native village until he was 'somebody.'
He had gained his end. But in the village there was nobody who had remembered him
as a little boy, and the village itself had become strange to him.
Now at last, when he was fifty-six years old, he gave up his active career; but he could
not bear to be idle for a single day. On the outskirts of the small market town of
Lambach in Upper Austria he bought a farm and tilled it himself. Thus, at the end of a
long and hard-working career, he came back to the life which his father had led.
It was at this period that I first began to have ideals of my own. I spent a good deal of
time scampering about in the open, on the long road from school, and mixing up with
some of the roughest of the boys, which caused my mother many anxious moments. All
this tended to make me something quite the reverse of a stay-at-home. I gave scarcely
any serious thought to the question of choosing a vocation in life; but I was certainly
quite out of sympathy with the kind of career which my father had followed. I think
that an inborn talent for speaking now began to develop and take shape during the
more or less strenuous arguments which I used to have with my comrades. I had
become a juvenile ringleader who learned well and easily at school but was rather
difficult to manage. In my freetime I practised singing in the choir of the monastery
church at Lambach, and thus it happened that I was placed in a very favourable
position to be emotionally impressed again and again by the magnificent splendour of
ecclesiastical ceremonial. What could be more natural for me than to look upon the
Abbot as representing the highest human ideal worth striving for, just as the position of
the humble village priest had appeared to my father in his own boyhood days? At least,
that was my idea for a while. But the juvenile disputes I had with my father did not lead
him to appreciate his son's oratorical gifts in such a way as to see in them a favourable
promise for such a career, and so he naturally could not understand the boyish ideas I
had in my head at that time. This contradiction in my character made him feel
somewhat anxious.
As a matter of fact, that transitory yearning after such a vocation soon gave way to
hopes that were better suited to my temperament. Browsing through my father's books,
I chanced to come across some publications that dealt with military subjects. One of
these publications was a popular history of the Franco-German War of 1870-71. It
consisted of two volumes of an illustrated periodical dating from those years. These
became my favourite reading. In a little while that great and heroic conflict began to
take first place in my mind. And from that time onwards I became more and more
enthusiastic about everything that was in any way connected with war or military
affairs.
But this story of the Franco-German War had a special significance for me on other
grounds also. For the first time, and as yet only in quite a vague way, the question
began to present itself: Is there a difference--and if there be, what is it--between the
Germans who fought that war and the other Germans? Why did not Austria also take
part in it? Why did not my father and all the others fight in that struggle? Are we not
the same as the other Germans? Do we not all belong together?
That was the first time that this problem began to agitate my small brain. And from the
replies that were given to the questions which I asked very tentatively, I was forced to
accept the fact, though with a secret envy, that not all Germans had the good luck to
belong to Bismarck's Empire. This was something that I could not understand.
It was decided that I should study. Considering my character as a whole, and especially
my temperament, my father decided that the classical subjects studied at the Lyceum
were not suited to my natural talents. He thought that the REALSCHULE (Note 2)
would suit me better. My obvious talent for drawing confirmed him in that view; for in
his opinion drawing was a subject too much neglected in the Austrian GYMNASIUM.
Probably also the memory of the hard road which he himself had travelled contributed
to make him look upon classical studies as unpractical and accordingly to set little value
on them. At the back of his mind he had the idea that his son also should become an
official of the Government. Indeed he had decided on that career for me. The difficulties
through which he had to struggle in making his own career led him to overestimate
what he had achieved, because this was exclusively the result of his own indefatigable
industry and energy. The characteristic pride of the self-made man urged him towards
the idea that his son should follow the same calling and if possible rise to a higher
position in it. Moreover, this idea was strengthened by the consideration that the results
of his own life's industry had placed him in a position to facilitate his son's
advancement in the same career.
He was simply incapable of imagining that I might reject what had meant everything in
life to him. My father's decision was simple, definite, clear and, in his eyes, it was
something to be taken for granted. A man of such a nature who had become an autocrat
by reason of his own hard struggle for existence, could not think of allowing
'inexperienced' and irresponsible young fellows to choose their own careers. To act in
such a way, where the future of his own son was concerned, would have been a grave
and reprehensible weakness in the exercise of parental authority and responsibility,
something utterly incompatible with his characteristic sense of duty.
And yet it had to be otherwise.
For the first time in my life--I was then eleven years old--I felt myself forced into open
opposition. No matter how hard and determined my father might be about putting his
own plans and opinions into action, his son was no less obstinate in refusing to accept
ideas on which he set little or no value.
I would not become a civil servant.
No amount of persuasion and no amount of 'grave' warnings could break down that
opposition. I would not become a State official, not on any account. All the attempts
which my father made to arouse in me a love or liking for that profession, by picturing
his own career for me, had only the opposite effect. It nauseated me to think that one
day I might be fettered to an office stool, that I could not dispose of my own time but
would be forced to spend the whole of my life filling out forms.
One can imagine what kind of thoughts such a prospect awakened in the mind of a
young fellow who was by no means what is called a 'good boy' in the current sense of
that term. The ridiculously easy school tasks which we were given made it possible for
me to spend far more time in the open air than at home. To-day, when my political
opponents pry into my life with diligent scrutiny, as far back as the days of my
boyhood, so as finally to be able to prove what disreputable tricks this Hitler was
accustomed to in his young days, I thank heaven that I can look back to those happy
days and find the memory of them helpful. The fields and the woods were then the
terrain on which all disputes were fought out.
Even attendance at the REALSCHULE could not alter my way of spending my time. But
I had now another battle to fight.
So long as the paternal plan to make a State functionary contradicted my own
inclinations only in the abstract, the conflict was easy to bear. I could be discreet about
expressing my personal views and thus avoid constantly recurrent disputes. My own
resolution not to become a Government official was sufficient for the time being to put
my mind completely at rest. I held on to that resolution inexorably. But the situation
became more difficult once I had a positive plan of my own which I might present to
my father as a counter-suggestion. This happened when I was twelve years old. How it
came about I cannot exactly say now; but one day it became clear to me that I would be
a painter--I mean an artist. That I had an aptitude for drawing was an admitted fact. It
was even one of the reasons why my father had sent me to the REALSCHULE; but he
had never thought of having that talent developed in such a way that I could take up
painting as a professional career. Quite the contrary. When, as a result of my renewed
refusal to adopt his favourite plan, my father asked me for the first time what I myself
really wished to be, the resolution that I had already formed expressed itself almost
automatically. For a while my father was speechless. "A painter? An artist-painter?" he
exclaimed.
He wondered whether I was in a sound state of mind. He thought that he might not
have caught my words rightly, or that he had misunderstood what I meant. But when I
had explained my ideas to him and he saw how seriously I took them, he opposed them
with that full determination which was characteristic of him. His decision was
exceedingly simple and could not be deflected from its course by any consideration of
what my own natural qualifications really were.
"Artist! Not as long as I live, never." As the son had inherited some of the father's
obstinacy, besides having other qualities of his own, my reply was equally energetic.
But it stated something quite the contrary.
At that our struggle became stalemate. The father would not abandon his 'Never', and I
became all the more consolidated in my 'Nevertheless'.
Naturally the resulting situation was not pleasant. The old gentleman was bitterly
annoyed; and indeed so was I, although I really loved him. My father forbade me to
entertain any hopes of taking up the art of painting as a profession. I went a step further
and declared that I would not study anything else. With such declarations the situation
became still more strained, so that the old gentleman irrevocably decided to assert his
parental authority at all costs. That led me to adopt an attitude of circumspect silence,
but I put my threat into execution. I thought that, once it became clear to my father that
I was making no progress at the REALSCHULE, for weal or for woe, he would be
forced to allow me to follow the happy career I had dreamed of.
I do not know whether I calculated rightly or not. Certainly my failure to make progress
became quite visible in the school. I studied just the subjects that appealed to me,
especially those which I thought might be of advantage to me later on as a painter.
What did not appear to have any importance from this point of view, or what did not
otherwise appeal to me favourably, I completely sabotaged. My school reports of that
time were always in the extremes of good or bad, according to the subject and the
interest it had for me. In one column my qualification read 'very good' or 'excellent'. In
another it read 'average' or even 'below average'. By far my best subjects were
geography and, even more so, general history. These were my two favourite subjects,
and I led the class in them.
When I look back over so many years and try to judge the results of that experience I
find two very significant facts standing out clearly before my mind.
First, I became a nationalist.
Second, I learned to understand and grasp the true meaning of history.
The old Austria was a multi-national State. In those days at least the citizens of the
German Empire, taken through and through, could not understand what that fact
meant in the everyday life of the individuals within such a State. After the magnificent
triumphant march of the victorious armies in the Franco-German War the Germans in
the REICH became steadily more and more estranged from the Germans beyond their
frontiers, partly because they did not deign to appreciate those other Germans at their
true value or simply because they were incapable of doing so.
The Germans of the REICH did not realize that if the Germans in Austria had not been
of the best racial stock they could never have given the stamp of their own character to
an Empire of 52 millions, so definitely that in Germany itself the idea arose--though
quite an erroneous one--that Austria was a German State. That was an error which led
to dire consequences; but all the same it was a magnificent testimony to the character of
the ten million Germans in that East Mark. (Note 3) Only very few of the Germans in
the REICH itself had an idea of the bitter struggle which those Eastern Germans had to
carry on daily for the preservation of their German language, their German schools and
their German character. Only to-day, when a tragic fate has torn several millions of our
kinsfolk away from the REICH and has forced them to live under the rule of the
stranger, dreaming of that common fatherland towards which all their yearnings are
directed and struggling to uphold at least the sacred right of using their mother tongue-
-only now have the wider circles of the German population come to realize what it
means to have to fight for the traditions of one's race. And so at last perhaps there are
people here and there who can assess the greatness of that German spirit which
animated the old East Mark and enabled those people, left entirely dependent on their
own resources, to defend the Empire against the Orient for several centuries and
subsequently to hold fast the frontiers of the German language through a guerilla
warfare of attrition, at a time when the German Empire was sedulously cultivating an
interest for colonies but not for its own flesh and blood before the threshold of its own
door.
What has happened always and everywhere, in every kind of struggle, happened also
in the language fight which was carried on in the old Austria. There were three groups--
the fighters, the hedgers and the traitors. Even in the schools this sifting already began
to take place. And it is worth noting that the struggle for the language was waged
perhaps in its bitterest form around the school; because this was the nursery where the
seeds had to be watered which were to spring up and form the future generation. The
tactical objective of the fight was the winning over of the child, and it was to the child
that the first rallying cry was addressed:
"German youth, do not forget that you are a German," and "Remember, little girl, that
one day you must be a German mother."
Those who know something of the juvenile spirit can understand how youth will
always lend a glad ear to such a rallying cry. Under many forms the young people led
the struggle, fighting in their own way and with their own weapons. They refused to
sing non-German songs. The greater the efforts made to win them away from their
German allegiance, the more they exalted the glory of their German heroes. They
stinted themselves in buying things to eat, so that they might spare their pennies to help
the war chest of their elders. They were incredibly alert in the significance of what the
non-German teachers said and they contradicted in unison. They wore the forbidden
emblems of their own kinsfolk and were happy when penalised for doing so, or even
physically punished. In miniature they were mirrors of loyalty from which the older
people might learn a lesson.
And thus it was that at a comparatively early age I took part in the struggle which the
nationalities were waging against one another in the old Austria. When meetings were
held for the South Mark German League and the School League we wore cornflowers
and black-red-gold colours to express our loyalty. We greeted one another with HEIL!
and instead of the Austrian anthem we sang our own DEUTSCHLAND ÜBER ALLES,
despite warnings and penalties. Thus the youth were educated politically at a time
when the citizens of a so-called national State for the most part knew little of their own
nationality except the language. Of course, I did not belong to the hedgers. Within a
little while I had become an ardent 'German National', which has a different meaning
from the party significance attached to that phrase to-day.
I developed very rapidly in the nationalist direction, and by the time I was 15 years old
I had come to understand the distinction between dynastic patriotism and nationalism
based on the concept of folk, or people, my inclination being entirely in favour of the
latter.
Such a preference may not perhaps be clearly intelligible to those who have never taken
the trouble to study the internal conditions that prevailed under the Habsburg
Monarchy.
Among historical studies universal history was the subject almost exclusively taught in
the Austrian schools, for of specific Austrian history there was only very little. The fate
of this State was closely bound up with the existence and development of Germany as a
whole; so a division of history into German history and Austrian history would be
practically inconceivable. And indeed it was only when the German people came to be
divided between two States that this division of German history began to take place.
The insignia (Note 4) of a former imperial sovereignty which were still preserved in
Vienna appeared to act as magical relics rather than as the visible guarantee of an
everlasting bond of union.
When the Habsburg State crumbled to pieces in 1918 the Austrian Germans
instinctively raised an outcry for union with their German fatherland. That was the
voice of a unanimous yearning in the hearts of the whole people for a return to the
unforgotten home of their fathers. But such a general yearning could not be explained
except by attributing the cause of it to the historical training through which the
individual Austrian Germans had passed. Therein lay a spring that never dried up.
Especially in times of distraction and forgetfulness its quiet voice was a reminder of the
past, bidding the people to look out beyond the mere welfare of the moment to a new
future.
The teaching of universal history in what are called the middle schools is still very
unsatisfactory. Few teachers realize that the purpose of teaching history is not the
memorizing of some dates and facts, that the student is not interested in knowing the
exact date of a battle or the birthday of some marshal or other, and not at all--or at least
only very insignificantly--interested in knowing when the crown of his fathers was
placed on the brow of some monarch. These are certainly not looked upon as important
matters.
To study history means to search for and discover the forces that are the causes of those
results which appear before our eyes as historical events. The art of reading and
studying consists in remembering the essentials and forgetting what is not essential.
Probably my whole future life was determined by the fact that I had a professor of
history who understood, as few others understand, how to make this viewpoint prevail
in teaching and in examining. This teacher was Dr. Leopold Poetsch, of the
REALSCHULE at Linz. He was the ideal personification of the qualities necessary to a
teacher of history in the sense I have mentioned above. An elderly gentleman with a
decisive manner but a kindly heart, he was a very attractive speaker and was able to
inspire us with his own enthusiasm. Even to-day I cannot recall without emotion that
venerable personality whose enthusiastic exposition of history so often made us entirely
forget the present and allow ourselves to be transported as if by magic into the past. He
penetrated through the dim mist of thousands of years and transformed the historical
memory of the dead past into a living reality. When we listened to him we became afire
with enthusiasm and we were sometimes moved even to tears.
It was still more fortunate that this professor was able not only to illustrate the past by
examples from the present but from the past he was also able to draw a lesson for the
present. He understood better than any other the everyday problems that were then
agitating our minds. The national fervour which we felt in our own small way was
utilized by him as an instrument of our education, inasmuch as he often appealed to our
national sense of honour; for in that way he maintained order and held our attention
much more easily than he could have done by any other means. It was because I had
such a professor that history became my favourite subject. As a natural consequence,
but without the conscious connivance of my professor, I then and there became a young
rebel. But who could have studied German history under such a teacher and not
become an enemy of that State whose rulers exercised such a disastrous influence on the
destinies of the German nation? Finally, how could one remain the faithful subject of
the House of Habsburg, whose past history and present conduct proved it to be ready
ever and always to betray the interests of the German people for the sake of paltry
personal interests? Did not we as youngsters fully realize that the House of Habsburg
did not, and could not, have any love for us Germans?
What history taught us about the policy followed by the House of Habsburg was
corroborated by our own everyday experiences. In the north and in the south the poison
of foreign races was eating into the body of our people, and even Vienna was steadily
becoming more and more a non-German city. The 'Imperial House' favoured the Czechs
on every possible occasion. Indeed it was the hand of the goddess of eternal justice and
inexorable retribution that caused the most deadly enemy of Germanism in Austria, the
Archduke Franz Ferdinand, to fall by the very bullets which he himself had helped to
cast. Working from above downwards, he was the chief patron of the movement to
make Austria a Slav State.
The burdens laid on the shoulders of the German people were enormous and the
sacrifices of money and blood which they had to make were incredibly heavy.
Yet anybody who was not quite blind must have seen that it was all in vain. What
affected us most bitterly was the consciousness of the fact that this whole system was
morally shielded by the alliance with Germany, whereby the slow extirpation of
Germanism in the old Austrian Monarchy seemed in some way to be more or less
sanctioned by Germany herself. Habsburg hypocrisy, which endeavoured outwardly to
make the people believe that Austria still remained a German State, increased the
feeling of hatred against the Imperial House and at the same time aroused a spirit of
rebellion and contempt.
But in the German Empire itself those who were then its rulers saw nothing of what all
this meant. As if struck blind, they stood beside a corpse and in the very symptoms of
decomposition they believed that they recognized the signs of a renewed vitality. In
that unhappy alliance between the young German Empire and the illusory Austrian
State lay the germ of the World War and also of the final collapse.
In the subsequent pages of this book I shall go to the root of the problem. Suffice it to
say here that in the very early years of my youth I came to certain conclusions which I
have never abandoned. Indeed I became more profoundly convinced of them as the
years passed. They were: That the dissolution of the Austrian Empire is a preliminary
condition for the defence of Germany; further, that national feeling is by no means
identical with dynastic patriotism; finally, and above all, that the House of Habsburg
was destined to bring misfortune to the German nation.
As a logical consequence of these convictions, there arose in me a feeling of intense love
for my German-Austrian home and a profound hatred for the Austrian State.
That kind of historical thinking which was developed in me through my study of
history at school never left me afterwards. World history became more and more an
inexhaustible source for the understanding of contemporary historical events, which
means politics. Therefore I will not "learn" politics but let politics teach me.
A precocious revolutionary in politics I was no less a precocious revolutionary in art. At
that time the provincial capital of Upper Austria had a theatre which, relatively
speaking, was not bad. Almost everything was played there. When I was twelve years
old I saw William Tell performed. That was my first experience of the theatre. Some
months later I attended a performance of LOHENGRIN, the first opera I had ever
heard. I was fascinated at once. My youthful enthusiasm for the Bayreuth Master knew
no limits. Again and again I was drawn to hear his operas; and to-day I consider it a
great piece of luck that these modest productions in the little provincial city prepared
the way and made it possible for me to appreciate the better productions later on.
But all this helped to intensify my profound aversion for the career that my father had
chosen for me; and this dislike became especially strong as the rough corners of
youthful boorishness became worn off, a process which in my case caused a good deal
of pain. I became more and more convinced that I should never be happy as a State
official. And now that the REALSCHULE had recognized and acknowledged my
aptitude for drawing, my own resolution became all the stronger. Imprecations and
threats had no longer any chance of changing it. I wanted to become a painter and no
power in the world could force me to become a civil servant. The only peculiar feature
of the situation now was that as I grew bigger I became more and more interested in
architecture. I considered this fact as a natural development of my flair for painting and
I rejoiced inwardly that the sphere of my artistic interests was thus enlarged. I had no
notion that one day it would have to be otherwise.
The question of my career was decided much sooner than I could have expected.
When I was in my thirteenth year my father was suddenly taken from us. He was still
in robust health when a stroke of apoplexy painlessly ended his earthly wanderings and
left us all deeply bereaved. His most ardent longing was to be able to help his son to
advance in a career and thus save me from the harsh ordeal that he himself had to go
through. But it appeared to him then as if that longing were all in vain. And yet, though
he himself was not conscious of it, he had sown the seeds of a future which neither of us
foresaw at that time.
At first nothing changed outwardly.
My mother felt it her duty to continue my education in accordance with my father's
wishes, which meant that she would have me study for the civil service. For my own
part I was even more firmly determined than ever before that under no circumstances
would I become an official of the State. The curriculum and teaching methods followed
in the middle school were so far removed from my ideals that I became profoundly
indifferent. Illness suddenly came to my assistance. Within a few weeks it decided my
future and put an end to the long-standing family conflict. My lungs became so
seriously affected that the doctor advised my mother very strongly not under any
circumstances to allow me to take up a career which would necessitate working in an
office. He ordered that I should give up attendance at the REALSCHULE for a year at
least. What I had secretly desired for such a long time, and had persistently fought for,
now became a reality almost at one stroke.
Influenced by my illness, my mother agreed that I should leave the REALSCHULE and
attend the Academy.
Those were happy days, which appeared to me almost as a dream; but they were bound
to remain only a dream. Two years later my mother's death put a brutal end to all my
fine projects. She succumbed to a long and painful illness which from the very
beginning permitted little hope of recovery. Though expected, her death came as a
terrible blow to me. I respected my father, but I loved my mother.
Poverty and stern reality forced me to decide promptly.
The meagre resources of the family had been almost entirely used up through my
mother's severe illness. The allowance which came to me as an orphan was not enough
for the bare necessities of life. Somehow or other I would have to earn my own bread.
With my clothes and linen packed in a valise and with an indomitable resolution in my
heart, I left for Vienna. I hoped to forestall fate, as my father had done fifty years before.
I was determined to become 'something'--but certainly not a civil servant.
[Note 1. In order to understand the reference here, and similar references in later
portions of MEIN KAMPF, the following must be borne in mind:
From 1792 to 1814 the French Revolutionary Armies overran Germany. In 1800 Bavaria
shared in the Austrian defeat at Hohenlinden and the French occupied Munich. In 1805
the Bavarian Elector was made King of Bavaria by Napoleon and stipulated to back up
Napoleon in all his wars with a force of 30,000 men. Thus Bavaria became the absolute
vassal of the French. This was 'TheTime of Germany's Deepest Humiliation', Which is
referred to again and again by Hitler.
In 1806 a pamphlet entitled 'Germany's Deepest Humiliation' was published in South
Germany. Amnng those who helped to circulate the pamphlet was the Nürnberg
bookseller, Johannes Philipp Palm. He was denounced to the French by a Bavarian
police agent. At his trial he refused to disclose thename of the author. By Napoleon's
orders, he was shot at Braunau-on-the-Innon August 26th, 1806. A monument erected
to him on the site of the executionwas one of the first public objects that made an
impression on Hitler asa little boy.
Leo Schlageter's case was in many respects parallel to that of Johannes Palm. Schlageter
was a German theological student who volunteered for service in 1914. He became an
artillery officer and won the Iron Cross of both classes. When the French occupied the
Ruhr in 1923 Schlageter helped to organize the passive resistance on the German side.
He and his companions blew up a railway bridge for the purpose of making the
transport of coal to France more difficult.
Those who took part in the affair were denounced to the French by a German informer.
Schlageter took the whole responsibility on his own shoulders and was condemned to
death, his companions being sentenced to various terms of imprisonment and penal
servitude by the French Court. Schlageter refused to disclose the identity of those who
issued the order to blow up the railway bridge and he would not plead for mercy before
a French Court. He was shot by a French firing-squad on May 26th, 1923. Severing was
at that time German Minister of the Interior. It is said that representations were made,
to himon Schlageter's behalf and that he refused to interfere.
Schlageter has become the chief martyr of the German resistancc to the French
occupation of the Ruhr and also one of the great heroes of the National Socialist
Movement. He had joined the Movement at a very early stage, his card of membership
bearing the number 61.]
[Note 2. Non-classical secondary school. The Lyceum and GYMNASIUM were classical
or semi-classical secondary schools.]
[Note 3. See Translator's Introduction.]
[Note 4. When Francis II had laid down his title as Emperor of the Holy Roman
Empireof the German Nation, which he did at the command of Napoleon, the
Crownand Mace, as the Imperial Insignia, were kept in Vienna. After the German
Empire was refounded, in 1871, under William I, there were many demands tohave the
Insignia transferred to Berlin. But these went unheeded. Hitler had them brought to
Germany after the Austrian Anschluss and displayed at Nuremberg during the Party
Congress in September 1938.]
Chapter 2
Years Of Study And Suffering In Vienna
WHEN MY mother died my fate had already been decided in one respect. During the
last months of her illness I went to Vienna to take the entrance examination for the
Academy of Fine Arts. Armed with a bulky packet of sketches, I felt convinced that I
should pass the examination quite easily. At the REALSCHULE I was by far the best
student in the drawing class, and since that time I had made more than ordinary
progress in the practice of drawing. Therefore I was pleased with myself and was proud
and happy at the prospect of what I considered an assured success.
But there was one misgiving: It seemed to me that I was better qualified for drawing
than for painting, especially in the various branches of architectural drawing. At the
same time my interest in architecture was constantly increasing. And I advanced in this
direction at a still more rapid pace after my first visit to Vienna, which lasted two
weeks. I was not yet sixteen years old. I went to the Hof Museum to study the paintings
in the art gallery there; but the building itself captured almost all my interest, from early
morning until late at night I spent all my time visiting the various public buildings. And
it was the buildings themselves that were always the principal attraction for me. For
hours and hours I could stand in wonderment before the Opera and the Parliament. The
whole Ring Strasse had a magic effect upon me, as if it were a scene from the Thousandand-one-Nights.
And now I was here for the second time in this beautiful city, impatiently waiting to
hear the result of the entrance examination but proudly confident that I had got
through. I was so convinced of my success that when the news that I had failed to pass
was brought to me it struck me like a bolt from the skies. Yet the fact was that I had
failed. I went to see the Rector and asked him to explain the reasons why they refused
to accept me as a student in the general School of Painting, which was part of the
Academy. He said that the sketches which I had brought with me unquestionably
showed that painting was not what I was suited for but that the same sketches gave
clear indications of my aptitude for architectural designing. Therefore the School of
Painting did not come into question for me but rather the School of Architecture, which
also formed part of the Academy. At first it was impossible to understand how this
could be so, seeing that I had never been to a school for architecture and had never
received any instruction in architectural designing.
When I left the Hansen Palace, on the SCHILLER PLATZ, I was quite crestfallen. I felt
out of sorts with myself for the first time in my young life. For what I had heard about
my capabilities now appeared to me as a lightning flash which clearly revealed a
dualism under which I had been suffering for a long time, but hitherto I could give no
clear account whatsoever of the why and wherefore.
Within a few days I myself also knew that I ought to become an architect. But of course
the way was very difficult. I was now forced bitterly to rue my former conduct in
neglecting and despising certain subjects at the REALSCHULE. Before taking up the
courses at the School of Architecture in the Academy it was necessary to attend the
Technical Building School; but a necessary qualification for entrance into this school
was a Leaving Certificate from the Middle School. And this I simply did not have.
According to the human measure of things my dream of following an artistic calling
seemed beyond the limits of possibility.
After the death of my mother I came to Vienna for the third time. This visit was
destined to last several years. Since I had been there before I had recovered my old calm
and resoluteness. The former self-assurance had come back, and I had my eyes steadily
fixed on the goal. I would be an architect. Obstacles are placed across our path in life,
not to be boggled at but to be surmounted. And I was fully determined to surmount
these obstacles, having the picture of my father constantly before my mind, who had
raised himself by his own efforts to the position of a civil servant though he was the
poor son of a village shoemaker. I had a better start, and the possibilities of struggling
through were better. At that time my lot in life seemed to me a harsh one; but to-day I
see in it the wise workings of Providence. The Goddess of Fate clutched me in her
hands and often threatened to smash me; but the will grew stronger as the obstacles
increased, and finally the will triumphed.
I am thankful for that period of my life, because it hardened me and enabled me to be as
tough as I now am. And I am even more thankful because I appreciate the fact that I
was thus saved from the emptiness of a life of ease and that a mother's darling was
taken from tender arms and handed over to Adversity as to a new mother. Though I
then rebelled against it as too hard a fate, I am grateful that I was thrown into a world
of misery and poverty and thus came to know the people for whom I was afterwards to
fight.
It was during this period that my eyes were opened to two perils, the names of which I
scarcely knew hitherto and had no notion whatsoever of their terrible significance for
the existence of the German people. These two perils were Marxism and Judaism.
For many people the name of Vienna signifies innocent jollity, a festive place for happy
mortals. For me, alas, it is a living memory of the saddest period in my life. Even to-day
the mention of that city arouses only gloomy thoughts in my mind. Five years of
poverty in that Phaecian (Note 5) town. Five years in which, first as a casual labourer
and then as a painter of little trifles, I had to earn my daily bread. And a meagre morsel
indeed it was, not even sufficient to still the hunger which I constantly felt. That hunger
was the faithful guardian which never left me but took part in everything I did. Every
book that I bought meant renewed hunger, and every visit I paid to the opera meant the
intrusion of that inalienabl companion during the following days. I was always
struggling with my unsympathic friend. And yet during that time I learned more than I
had ever learned before. Outside my architectural studies and rare visits to the opera,
for which I had to deny myself food, I had no other pleasure in life except my books.
I read a great deal then, and I pondered deeply over what I read. All the free time after
work was devoted exclusively to study. Thus within a few years I was able to acquire a
stock of knowledge which I find useful even to-day.
But more than that. During those years a view of life and a definite outlook on the
world took shape in my mind. These became the granite basis of my conduct at that
time. Since then I have extended that foundation only very little, and I have changed
nothing in it.
On the contrary: I am firmly convinced to-day that, generally speaking, it is in youth
that men lay the essential groundwork of their creative thought, wherever that creative
thought exists. I make a distinction between the wisdom of age--which can only arise
from the greater profundity and foresight that are based on the experiences of a long
life--and the creative genius of youth, which blossoms out in thought and ideas with
inexhaustible fertility, without being able to put these into practice immediately,
because of their very superabundance. These furnish the building materials and plans
for the future; and it is from them that age takes the stones and builds the edifice, unless
the so-called wisdom of the years may have smothered the creative genius of youth.
The life which I had hitherto led at home with my parents differed in little or nothing
from that of all the others. I looked forward without apprehension to the morrow, and
there was no such thing as a social problem to be faced. Those among whom I passed
my young days belonged to the small bourgeois class. Therefore it was a world that had
very little contact with the world of genuine manual labourers. For, though at first this
may appear astonishing, the ditch which separates that class, which is by no means
economically well-off; from the manual labouring class is often deeper than people
think. The reason for this division, which we may almost call enmity, lies in the fear that
dominates a social group which has only just risen above the level of the manual
labourer--a fear lest it may fall back into its old condition or at least be classed with the
labourers. Moreover, there is something repulsive in remembering the cultural
indigence of that lower class and their rough manners with one another; so that people
who are only on the first rung of the social ladder find it unbearable to be forced to have
any contact with the cultural level and standard of living out of which they have
passed.
And so it happens that very often those who belong to what can really be called the
upper classes find it much easier than do the upstarts to descend to and intermingle
with their fellow beings on the lowest social level. For by the word upstart I mean
everyone who has raised himself through his own efforts to a social level higher than
that to which he formerly belonged. In the case of such a person the hard struggle
through which he passes often destroys his normal human sympathy. His own fight for
existence kills his sensibility for the misery of those who have been left behind.
From this point of view fate had been kind to me. Circumstances forced me to return to
that world of poverty and economic insecurity above which my father had raised
himself in his early days; and thus the blinkers of a narrow PETIT BOURGEOIS
education were torn from my eyes. Now for the first time I learned to know men and I
learned to distinguish between empty appearances or brutal manners and the real inner
nature of the people who outwardly appeared thus.
At the beginning of the century Vienna had already taken rank among those cities
where social conditions are iniquitous. Dazzling riches and loathsome destitution were
intermingled in violent contrast. In the centre and in the Inner City one felt the pulsebeat
of an Empire which had a population of fifty-two millions, with all the perilous
charm of a State made up of multiple nationalities. The dazzling splendour of the Court
acted like a magnet on the wealth and intelligence of the whole Empire. And this
attraction was further strengthened by the dynastic policy of the Habsburg Monarchy in
centralizing everything in itself and for itself.
This centralizing policy was necessary in order to hold together that hotchpotch of
heterogeneous nationalities. But the result of it was an extraordinary concentration of
higher officials in the city, which was at one and the same time the metropolis and
imperial residence.
But Vienna was not merely the political and intellectual centre of the Danubian
Monarchy; it was also the commercial centre. Besides the horde of military officers of
high rank, State officials, artists and scientists, there was the still vaster horde of
workers. Abject poverty confronted the wealth of the aristocracy and the merchant class
face to face. Thousands of unemployed loitered in front of the palaces on the Ring
Strasse; and below that VIA TRIUMPHALIS of the old Austria the homeless huddled
together in the murk and filth of the canals.
There was hardly any other German city in which the social problem could be studied
better than in Vienna. But here I must utter a warning against the illusion that this
problem can be 'studied' from above downwards. The man who has never been in the
clutches of that crushing viper can never know what its poison is. An attempt to study
it in any other way will result only in superficial talk and sentimental delusions. Both
are harmful. The first because it can never go to the root of the question, the second
because it evades the question entirely. I do not know which is the more nefarious: to
ignore social distress, as do the majority of those who have been favoured by fortune
and those who have risen in the social scale through their own routine labour, or the
equally supercilious and often tactless but always genteel condescension displayed by
people who make a fad of being charitable and who plume themselves on
'sympathising with the people.' Of course such persons sin more than they can imagine
from lack of instinctive understanding. And thus they are astonished to find that the
'social conscience' on which they pride themselves never produces any results, but often
causes their good intentions to be resented; and then they talk of the ingrati
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itude of the
people.
Such persons are slow to learn that here there is no place for merely social activities and
that there can be no expectation of gratitude; for in this connection there is no question
at all of distributing favours but essentially a matter of retributive justice. I was
protected against the temptation to study the social question in the way just mentioned,
for the simple reason that I was forced to live in the midst of poverty-stricken people.
Therefore it was not a question of studying the problem objectively, but rather one of
testing its effects on myself. Though the rabbit came through the ordeal of the
experiment, this must not be taken as evidence of its harmlessness.
When I try to-day to recall the succession of impressions received during that time I
find that I can do so only with approximate completeness. Here I shall describe only the
more essential impressions and those which personally affected me and often staggered
me. And I shall mention the few lessons I then learned from this experience.
At that time it was for the most part not very difficult to find work, because I had to
seek work not as a skilled tradesman but as a so-called extra-hand ready to take any job
that turned up by chance, just for the sake of earning my daily bread.
Thus I found myself in the same situation as all those emigrants who shake the dust of
Europe from their feet, with the cast-iron determination to lay the foundations of a new
existence in the New World and acquire for themselves a new home. Liberated from all
the paralysing prejudices of class and calling, environment and tradition, they enter any
service that opens its doors to them, accepting any work that comes their way, filled
more and more with the idea that honest work never disgraced anybody, no matter
what kind it may be. And so I was resolved to set both feet in what was for me a new
world and push forward on my own road.
I soon found out that there was some kind of work always to be got, but I also learned
that it could just as quickly and easily be lost. The uncertainty of being able to earn a
regular daily livelihood soon appeared to me as the gloomiest feature in this new life
that I had entered.
Although the skilled worker was not so frequently thrown idle on the streets as the
unskilled worker, yet the former was by no means protected against the same fate;
because though he may not have to face hunger as a result of unemployment due to the
lack of demand in the labour market, the lock-out and the strike deprived the skilled
worker of the chance to earn his bread. Here the element of uncertainty in steadily
earning one's daily bread was the bitterest feature of the whole social-economic system
itself.
The country lad who migrates to the big city feels attracted by what has been described
as easy work--which it may be in reality--and few working hours. He is especially
entranced by the magic glimmer spread over the big cities. Accustomed in the country
to earn a steady wage, he has been taught not to quit his former post until a new one is
at least in sight. As there is a great scarcity of agricultural labour, the probability of long
unemployment in the country has been very small. It is a mistake to presume that the
lad who leaves the countryside for the town is not made of such sound material as those
who remain at home to work on the land. On the contrary, experience shows that it is
the more healthy and more vigorous that emigrate, and not the reverse. Among these
emigrants I include not merely those who emigrate to America, but also the servant boy
in the country who decides to leave his native village and migrate to the big city where
he will be a stranger. He is ready to take the risk of an uncertain fate. In most cases he
comes to town with a little money in his pocket and for the first few days he is not
discouraged if he should not have the good fortune to find work. But if he finds a job
and then loses it in a little while, the case is much worse. To find work anew, especially
in winter, is often difficult and indeed sometimes impossible. For the first few weeks
life is still bearable He receives his out-of-work money from his trade union and is thus
enabled to carry on. But when the last of his own money is gone and his trade union
ceases to pay out because of the prolonged unemployment, then comes the real distress.
He now loiters about and is hungry. Often he pawns or sells the last of his belongings.
His clothes begin to get shabby and with the increasing poverty of his outward
appearance he descends to a lower social level and mixes up with a class of human
beings through whom his mind is now poisoned, in addition to his physical misery.
Then he has nowhere to sleep and if that happens in winter, which is very often the
case, he is in dire distress. Finally he gets work. But the old story repeats itself. A second
time the same thing happens. Then a third time; and now it is probably much worse.
Little by little he becomes indifferent to this everlasting insecurity. Finally he grows
used to the repetition. Thus even a man who is normally of industrious habits grows
careless in his whole attitude towards life and gradually becomes an instrument in the
hands of unscrupulous people who exploit him for the sake of their own ignoble aims.
He has been so often thrown out of employment through no fault of his own that he is
now more or less indifferent whether the strike in which he takes part be for the
purpose of securing his economic rights or be aimed at the destruction of the State, the
whole social order and even civilization itself. Though the idea of going on strike may
not be to his natural liking, yet he joins in it out of sheer indifference.
I saw this process exemplified before my eyes in thousands of cases. And the longer I
observed it the greater became my dislike for that mammoth city which greedily
attracts men to its bosom, in order to break them mercilessly in the end. When they
came they still felt themselves in communion with their own people at home; if they
remained that tie was broken.
I was thrown about so much in the life of the metropolis that I experienced the
workings of this fate in my own person and felt the effects of it in my own soul. One
thing stood out clearly before my eyes: It was the sudden changes from work to
idleness and vice versa; so that the constant fluctuations thus caused by earnings and
expenditure finally destroyed the 'sense of thrift for many people and also the habit of
regulating expenditure in an intelligent way. The body appeared to grow accustomed to
the vicissitudes of food and hunger, eating heartily in good times and going hungry in
bad. Indeed hunger shatters all plans for rationing expenditure on a regular scale in
better times when employment is again found. The reason for this is that the
deprivations which the unemployed worker has to endure must be compensated for
psychologically by a persistent mental mirage in which he imagines himself eating
heartily once again. And this dream develops into such a longing that it turns into a
morbid impulse to cast off all self-restraint when work and wages turn up again.
Therefore the moment work is found anew he forgets to regulate the expenditure of his
earnings but spends them to the full without thinking of to-morrow. This leads to
confusion in the little weekly housekeeping budget, because the expenditure is not
rationally planned. When the phenomenon which I have mentioned first happens, the
earnings will last perhaps for five days instead of seven; on subsequent occasions they
will last only for three days; as the habit recurs, the earnings will last scarcely for a day;
and finally they will disappear in one night of feasting.
Often there are wife and children at home. And in many cases it happens that these
become infected by such a way of living, especially if the husband is good to them and
wants to do the best he can for them and loves them in his own way and according to
his own lights. Then the week's earnings are spent in common at home within two or
three days. The family eat and drink together as long as the money lasts and at the end
of the week they hunger together. Then the wife wanders about furtively in the
neighbourhood, borrows a little, and runs up small debts with the shopkeepers in an
effort to pull through the lean days towards the end of the week. They sit down
together to the midday meal with only meagre fare on the table, and often even nothing
to eat. They wait for the coming payday, talking of it and making plans; and while they
are thus hungry they dream of the plenty that is to come. And so the little children
become acquainted with misery in their early years.
But the evil culminates when the husband goes his own way from the beginning of the
week and the wife protests, simply out of love for the children. Then there are quarrels
and bad feeling and the husband takes to drink according as he becomes estranged
from his wife. He now becomes drunk every Saturday. Fighting for her own existence
and that of the children, the wife has to hound him along the road from the factory to
the tavern in order to get a few shillings from him on payday. Then when he finally
comes home, maybe on the Sunday or the Monday, having parted with his last shillings
and pence, pitiable scenes follow, scenes that cry out for God's mercy.
I have had actual experience of all this in hundreds of cases. At first I was disgusted and
indignant; but later on I came to recognize the whole tragedy of their misfortune and to
understand the profound causes of it. They were the unhappy victims of evil
circumstances.
Housing conditions were very bad at that time. The Vienna manual labourers lived in
surroundings of appalling misery. I shudder even to-day when I think of the woeful
dens in which people dwelt, the night shelters and the slums, and all the tenebrous
spectacles of ordure, loathsome filth and wickedness.
What will happen one day when hordes of emancipated slaves come forth from these
dens of misery to swoop down on their unsuspecting fellow men? For this other world
does not think about such a possibility. They have allowed these things to go on
without caring and even without suspecting--in their total lack of instinctive
understanding--that sooner or later destiny will take its vengeance unless it will have
been appeased in time.
To-day I fervidly thank Providence for having sent me to such a school. There I could
not refuse to take an interest in matters that did not please me. This school soon taught
me a profound lesson.
In order not to despair completely of the people among whom I then lived I had to set
on one side the outward appearances of their lives and on the other the reasons why
they had developed in that way. Then I could hear everything without discouragement;
for those who emerged from all this misfortune and misery, from this filth and outward
degradation, were not human beings as such but rather lamentable results of
lamentable laws. In my own life similar hardships prevented me from giving way to a
pitying sentimentality at the sight of these degraded products which had finally
resulted from the pressure of circumstances. No, the sentimental attitude would be the
wrong one to adopt.
Even in those days I already saw that there was a two-fold method by which alone it
would be possible to bring about an amelioration of these conditions. This method is:
first, to create better fundamental conditions of social development by establishing a
profound feeling for social responsibilities among the public; second, to combine this
feeling for social responsibilities with a ruthless determination to prune away all
excrescences which are incapable of being improved.
Just as Nature concentrates its greatest attention, not to the maintenance of what
already exists but on the selective breeding of offspring in order to carry on the species,
so in human life also it is less a matter of artificially improving the existing generation--
which, owing to human characteristics, is impossible in ninety-nine cases out of a
hundred--and more a matter of securing from the very start a better road for future
development.
During my struggle for existence in Vienna I perceived very clearly that the aim of all
social activity must never be merely charitable relief, which is ridiculous and useless,
but it must rather be a means to find a way of eliminating the fundamental deficiencies
in our economic and cultural life--deficiencies which necessarily bring about the
degradation of the individual or at least lead him towards such degradation. The
difficulty of employing every means, even the most drastic, to eradicate the hostility
prevailing among the working classes towards the State is largely due to an attitude of
uncertainty in deciding upon the inner motives and causes of this contemporary
phenomenon. The grounds of this uncertainty are to be found exclusively in the sense
of guilt which each individual feels for having permitted this tragedy of degradation.
For that feeling paralyses every effort at making a serious and firm decision to act. And
thus because the people whom it concerns are vacillating they are timid and halfhearted
in putting into effect even the measures which are indispensable for selfpreservation.
When the individual is no longer burdened with his own consciousness of
blame in this regard, then and only then will he have that inner tranquillity and outer
force to cut off drastically and ruthlessly all the parasite growth and root out the weeds.
But because the Austrian State had almost no sense of social rights or social legislation
its inability to abolish those evil excrescences was manifest.
I do not know what it was that appalled me most at that time: the economic misery of
those who were then my companions, their crude customs and morals, or the low level
of their intellectual culture.
How often our bourgeoisie rises up in moral indignation on hearing from the mouth of
some pitiable tramp that it is all the same to him whether he be a German or not and
that he will find himself at home wherever he can get enough to keep body and soul
together. They protest sternly against such a lack of 'national pride' and strongly
express their horror at such sentiments.
But how many people really ask themselves why it is that their own sentiments are
better? How many of them understand that their natural pride in being members of so
favoured a nation arises from the innumerable succession of instances they have
encountered which remind them of the greatness of the Fatherland and the Nation in all
spheres of artistic and cultural life? How many of them realize that pride in the
Fatherland is largely dependent on knowledge of its greatness in all those spheres? Do
our bourgeois circles ever think what a ridiculously meagre share the people have in
that knowledge which is a necessary prerequisite for the feeling of pride in one's
fatherland?
It cannot be objected here that in other countries similar conditions exist and that
nevertheless the working classes in those countries have remained patriotic. Even if that
were so, it would be no excuse for our negligent attitude. But it is not so. What we call
chauvinistic education--in the case of the French people, for example--is only the
excessive exaltation of the greatness of France in all spheres of culture or, as the French
say, civilization. The French boy is not educated on purely objective principles.
Wherever the importance of the political and cultural greatness of his country is
concerned he is taught in the most subjective way that one can imagine.
This education will always have to be confined to general ideas in a large perspective
and these ought to be deeply engraven, by constant repetition if necessary, on the
memories and feelings of the people.
In our case, however, we are not merely guilty of negative sins of omission but also of
positively perverting the little which some individuals had the luck to learn at school.
The rats that poison our body-politic gnaw from the hearts and memories of the broad
masses even that little which distress and misery have left.
Let the reader try to picture the following:
There is a lodging in a cellar and this lodging consists of two damp rooms. In these
rooms a workman and his family live--seven people in all. Let us assume that one of the
children is a boy of three years. That is the age at which children first become conscious
of the impressions which they receive. In the case of highly gifted people traces of the
impressions received in those early years last in the memory up to an advanced age.
Now the narrowness and congestion of those living quarters do not conduce to pleasant
inter-relations. Thus quarrels and fits of mutual anger arise. These people can hardly be
said to live with one another, but rather down on top of one another. The small
misunderstandings which disappear of themselves in a home where there is enough
space for people to go apart from one another for a while, here become the source of
chronic disputes. As far as the children are concerned the situation is tolerable from this
point of view. In such conditions they are constantly quarrelling with one another, but
the quarrels are quickly and entirely forgotten. But when the parents fall out with one
another these daily bickerings often descend to rudeness such as cannot be adequately
imagined. The results of such experiences must become apparent later on in the
children. One must have practical experience of such a MILIEU so as to be able to
picture the state of affairs that arises from these mutual recriminations when the father
physically assaults the mother and maltreats her in a fit of drunken rage. At the age of
six the child can no longer ignore those sordid details which even an adult would find
revolting. Infected with moral poison, bodily undernourished, and the poor little head
filled with vermin, the young 'citizen' goes to the primary school. With difficulty he
barely learns to read and write. There is no possibility of learning any lessons at home.
Quite the contrary. The father and mother themselves talk before the children in the
most disparaging way about the teacher and the school and they are much more
inclined to insult the teachers than to put their offspring across the knee and knock
sound reason into him. What the little fellow hears at home does not tend to increase
respect for his human surroundings. Here nothing good is said of human nature as a
whole and every institution, from the school to the government, is reviled. Whether
religion and morals are concerned or the State and the social order, it is all the same;
they are all scoffed at. When the young lad leaves school, at the age of fourteen, it
would be difficult to say what are the most striking features of his character, incredible
ignorance in so far as real knowledge is concerned or cynical impudence combined with
an attitude towards morality which is really startling at so young an age.
What station in life can such a person fill, to whom nothing is sacred, who has never
experienced anything noble but, on the contrary, has been intimately acquainted with
the lowest kind of human existence? This child of three has got into the habit of reviling
all authority by the time he is fifteen. He has been acquainted only with moral filth and
vileness, everything being excluded that might stimulate his thought towards higher
things. And now this young specimen of humanity enters the school of life.
He leads the same kind of life which was exemplified for him by his father during his
childhood. He loiters about and comes home at all hours. He now even black-guards
that broken-hearted being who gave him birth. He curses God and the world and
finally ends up in a House of Correction for young people. There he gets the final
polish.
And his bourgeois contemporaries are astonished at the lack of 'patriotic enthusiasm'
which this young 'citizen' manifests.
Day after day the bourgeois world are witnesses to the phenomenon of spreading
poison among the people through the instrumentality of the theatre and the cinema,
gutter journalism and obscene books; and yet they are astonished at the deplorable
'moral standards' and 'national indifference' of the masses. As if the cinema bilge and
the gutter press and suchlike could inculcate knowledge of the greatness of one's
country, apart entirely from the earlier education of the individual.
I then came to understand, quickly and thoroughly, what I had never been aware of
before. It was the following:
The question of 'nationalizing' a people is first and foremost one of establishing healthy
social conditions which will furnish the grounds that are necessary for the education of
the individual. For only when family upbringing and school education have inculcated
in the individual a knowledge of the cultural and economic and, above all, the political
greatness of his own country--then, and then only, will it be possible for him to feel
proud of being a citizen of such a country. I can fight only for something that I love. I
can love only what I respect. And in order to respect a thing I must at least have some
knowledge of it.
As soon as my interest in social questions was once awakened I began to study them in
a fundamental way. A new and hitherto unknown world was thus revealed to me.
In the years 1909-10 I had so far improved my, position that I no longer had to earn my
daily bread as a manual labourer. I was now working independently as draughtsman,
and painter in water colours. This MÉTIER was a poor one indeed as far as earnings
were concerned; for these were only sufficient to meet the bare exigencies of life. Yet it
had an interest for me in view of the profession to which I aspired. Moreover, when I
came home in the evenings I was now no longer dead-tired as formerly, when I used to
be unable to look into a book without falling asleep almost immediately. My present
occupation therefore was in line with the profession I aimed at for the future. Moreover,
I was master of my own time and could distribute my working-hours now better than
formerly. I painted in order to earn my bread, and I studied because I liked it.
Thus I was able to acquire that theoretical knowledge of the social problem which was a
necessary complement to what I was learning through actual experience. I studied all
the books which I could find that dealt with this question and I thought deeply on what
I read. I think that the MILIEU in which I then lived considered me an eccentric person.
Besides my interest in the social question I naturally devoted myself with enthusiasm to
the study of architecture. Side by side with music, I considered it queen of the arts. To
study it was for me not work but pleasure. I could read or draw until the small hours of
the morning without ever getting tired. And I became more and more confident that my
dream of a brilliant future would become true, even though I should have to wait long
years for its fulfilment. I was firmly convinced that one day I should make a name for
myself as an architect.
The fact that, side by side with my professional studies, I took the greatest interest in
everything that had to do with politics did not seem to me to signify anything of great
importance. On the contrary: I looked upon this practical interest in politics merely as
part of an elementary obligation that devolves on every thinking man. Those who have
no understanding of the political world around them have no right to criticize or
complain. On political questions therefore I still continued to read and study a great
deal. But reading had probably a different significance for me from that which it has for
the average run of our so-called 'intellectuals'.
I know people who read interminably, book after book, from page to page, and yet I
should not call them 'well-read people'. Of course they 'know' an immense amount; but
their brain seems incapable of assorting and classifying the material which they have
gathered from books. They have not the faculty of distinguishing between what is
useful and useless in a book; so that they may retain the former in their minds and if
possible skip over the latter while reading it, if that be not possible, then--when once
read--throw it overboard as useless ballast. Reading is not an end in itself, but a means
to an end. Its chief purpose is to help towards filling in the framework which is made
up of the talents and capabilities that each individual possesses. Thus each one procures
for himself the implements and materials necessary for the fulfilment of his calling in
life, no matter whether this be the elementary task of earning one's daily bread or a
calling that responds to higher human aspirations. Such is the first purpose of reading.
And the second purpose is to give a general knowledge of the world in which we live.
In both cases, however, the material which one has acquired through reading must not
be stored up in the memory on a plan that corresponds to the successive chapters of the
book; but each little piece of knowledge thus gained must be treated as if it were a little
stone to be inserted into a mosaic, so that it finds its proper place among all the other
pieces and particles that help to form a general world-picture in the brain of the reader.
Otherwise only a confused jumble of chaotic notions will result from all this reading.
That jumble is not merely useless, but it also tends to make the unfortunate possessor of
it conceited. For he seriously considers himself a well-educated person and thinks that
he understands something of life. He believes that he has acquired knowledge, whereas
the truth is that every increase in such 'knowledge' draws him more and more away
from real life, until he finally ends up in some sanatorium or takes to politics and
becomes a parliamentary deputy.
Such a person never succeeds in turning his knowledge to practical account when the
opportune moment arrives; for his mental equipment is not ordered with a view to
meeting the demands of everyday life. His knowledge is stored in his brain as a literal
transcript of the books he has read and the order of succession in which he has read
them. And if Fate should one day call upon him to use some of his book-knowledge for
certain practical ends in life that very call will have to name the book and give the
number of the page; for the poor noodle himself would never be able to find the spot
where he gathered the information now called for. But if the page is not mentioned at
the critical moment the widely-read intellectual will find himself in a state of hopeless
embarrassment. In a high state of agitation he searches for analogous cases and it is
almost a dead certainty that he will finally deliver the wrong prescription.
If that is not a correct description, then how can we explain the political achievements
of our Parliamentary heroes who hold the highest positions in the government of the
country? Otherwise we should have to attribute the doings of such political leaders, not
to pathological conditions but simply to malice and chicanery.
On the other hand, one who has cultivated the art of reading will instantly discern, in a
book or journal or pamphlet, what ought to be remembered because it meets one's
personal needs or is of value as general knowledge. What he thus learns is incorporated
in his mental analogue of this or that problem or thing, further correcting the mental
picture or enlarging it so that it becomes more exact and precise. Should some practical
problem suddenly demand examination or solution, memory will immediately select
the opportune information from the mass that has been acquired through years of
reading and will place this information at the service of one's powers of judgment so as
to get a new and clearer view of the problem in question or produce a definitive
solution.
Only thus can reading have any meaning or be worth while.
The speaker, for example, who has not the sources of information ready to hand which
are necessary to a proper treatment of his subject is unable to defend his opinions
against an opponent, even though those opinions be perfectly sound and true. In every
discussion his memory will leave him shamefully in the lurch. He cannot summon up
arguments to support his statements or to refute his opponent. So long as the speaker
has only to defend himself on his own personal account, the situation is not serious; but
the evil comes when Chance places at the head of public affairs such a soi-disant knowit-all,
who in reality knows nothing.
From early youth I endeavoured to read books in the right way and I was fortunate in
having a good memory and intelligence to assist me. From that point of view my
sojourn in Vienna was particularly useful and profitable. My experiences of everyday
life there were a constant stimulus to study the most diverse problems from new angles.
Inasmuch as I was in a position to put theory to the test of reality and reality to the test
of theory, I was safe from the danger of pedantic theorizing on the one hand and, on the
other, from being too impressed by the superficial aspects of reality.
The experience of everyday life at that time determined me to make a fundamental
theoretical study of two most important questions outside of the social question.
It is impossible to say when I might have started to make a thorough study of the
doctrine and characteristics of Marxism were it not for the fact that I then literally ran
head foremost into the problem.
What I knew of Social Democracy in my youth was precious little and that little was for
the most part wrong. The fact that it led the struggle for universal suffrage and the
secret ballot gave me an inner satisfaction; for my reason then told me that this would
weaken the Habsburg regime, which I so thoroughly detested. I was convinced that
even if it should sacrifice the German element the Danubian State could not continue to
exist. Even at the price of a long and slow Slaviz-ation of the Austrian Germans the
State would secure no guarantee of a really durable Empire; because it was very
questionable if and how far the Slavs possessed the necessary capacity for constructive
politics. Therefore I welcomed every movement that might lead towards the final
disruption of that impossible State which had decreed that it would stamp out the
German character in ten millions of people. The more this babel of tongues wrought
discord and disruption, even in the Parliament, the nearer the hour approached for the
dissolution of this Babylonian Empire. That would mean the liberation of my German
Austrian people, and only then would it become possible for them to be re-united to the
Motherland.
Accordingly I had no feelings of antipathy towards the actual policy of the Social
Democrats. That its avowed purpose was to raise the level of the working classes--
which in my ignorance I then foolishly believed--was a further reason why I should
speak in favour of Social Democracy rather than against it. But the features that
contributed most to estrange me from the Social Democratic movement was its hostile
attitude towards the struggle for the conservation of Germanism in Austria, its
lamentable cocotting with the Slav 'comrades', who received these approaches
favourably as long as any practical advantages were forthcoming but otherwise
maintained a haughty reserve, thus giving the importunate mendicants the sort of
answer their behaviour deserved.
And so at the age of seventeen the word 'Marxism' was very little known to me, while I
looked on 'Social Democracy' and 'Socialism' as synonymous expressions. It was only as
the result of a sudden blow from the rough hand of Fate that my eyes were opened to
the nature of this unparalleled system for duping the public.
Hitherto my acquaintance with the Social Democratic Party was only that of a mere
spectator at some of their mass meetings. I had not the slightest idea of the socialdemocratic
teaching or the mentality of its partisans. All of a sudden I was brought face
to face with the products of their teaching and what they called their
WELTANSCHAUUNG. In this way a few months sufficed for me to learn something
which under other circumstances might have necessitated decades of study--namely,
that under the cloak of social virtue and love of one's neighbour a veritable pestilence
was spreading abroad and that if this pestilence be not stamped out of the world
without delay it may eventually succeed in exterminating the human race.
I first came into contact with the Social Democrats while working in the building trade.
From the very time that I started work the situation was not very pleasant for me. My
clothes were still rather decent. I was careful of my speech and I was reserved in
manner. I was so occupied with thinking of my own present lot and future possibilities
that I did not take much of an interest in my immediate surroundings. I had sought
work so that I shouldn't starve and at the same time so as to be able to make further
headway with my studies, though this headway might be slow. Possibly I should not
have bothered to be interested in my companions were it not that on the third or fourth
day an event occurred which forced me to take a definite stand. I was ordered to join
the trade union.
At that time I knew nothing about the trades unions. I had had no opportunity of
forming an opinion on their utility or inutility, as the case might be. But when I was told
that I must join the union I refused. The grounds which I gave for my refusal were
simply that I knew nothing about the matter and that anyhow I would not allow myself
to be forced into anything. Probably the former reason saved me from being thrown out
right away. They probably thought that within a few days I might be converted' and
become more docile. But if they thought that they were profoundly mistaken. After two
weeks I found it utterly impossible for me to take such a step, even if I had been willing
to take it at first. During those fourteen days I came to know my fellow workmen better,
and no power in the world could have moved me to join an organization whose
representatives had meanwhile shown themselves in a light which I found so
unfavourable.
During the first days my resentment was aroused.
At midday some of my fellow workers used to adjourn to the nearest tavern, while the
others remained on the building premises and there ate their midday meal, which in
most cases was a very scanty one. These were married men. Their wives brought them
the midday soup in dilapidated vessels. Towards the end of the week there was a
gradual increase in the number of those who remained to eat their midday meal on the
building premises. I understood the reason for this afterwards. They now talked
politics.
I drank my bottle of milk and ate my morsel of bread somewhere on the outskirts, while
I circumspectly studied my environment or else fell to meditating on my own harsh lot.
Yet I heard more than enough. And I often thought that some of what they said was
meant for my ears, in the hope of bringing me to a decision. But all that I heard had the
effect of arousing the strongest antagonism in me. Everything was disparaged--the
nation, because it was held to be an invention of the 'capitalist' class (how often I had to
listen to that phrase!); the Fatherland, because it was held to be an instrument in the
hands of the bourgeoisie for the exploitation of' the working masses; the authority of the
law, because that was a means of holding down the proletariat; religion, as a means of
doping the people, so as to exploit them afterwards; morality, as a badge of stupid and
sheepish docility. There was nothing that they did not drag in the mud.
At first I remained silent; but that could not last very long. Then I began to take part in
the discussion and to reply to their statements. I had to recognize, however, that this
was bound to be entirely fruitless, as long as I did not have at least a certain amount of
definite information about the questions that were discussed. So I decided to consult the
source from which my interlocutors claimed to have drawn their so-called wisdom. I
devoured book after book, pamphlet after pamphlet.
Meanwhile, we argued with one another on the building premises. From day to day I
was becoming better informed than my companions in the subjects on which they
claimed to be experts. Then a day came when the more redoubtable of my adversaries
resorted to the most effective weapon they had to replace the force of reason. This was
intimidation and physical force. Some of the leaders among my adversaries ordered me
to leave the building or else get flung down from the scaffolding. As I was quite alone I
could not put up any physical resistance; so I chose the first alternative and departed,
richer however by an experience.
I went away full of disgust; but at the same time so deeply moved that it was quite
impossible for me to turn my back on the whole situation and think no more about it.
When my anger began to calm down the spirit of obstinacy got the upper hand and I
decided that at all costs I would get back to work again in the building trade. This
decision became all the stronger a few weeks later, when my little savings had entirely
run out and hunger clutched me once again in its merciless arms. No alternative was
left to me. I got work again and had to leave it for the same reasons as before.
Then I asked myself: Are these men worthy of belonging to a great people? The
question was profoundly disturbing; for if the answer were 'Yes', then the struggle to
defend one's nationality is no longer worth all the trouble and sacrifice we demand of
our best elements if it be in the interests of such a rabble. On the other hand, if the
answer had to be 'No--these men are not worthy of the nation', then our nation is poor
indeed in men. During those days of mental anguish and deep meditation I saw before
my mind the ever-increasing and menacing army of people who could no longer be
reckoned as belonging to their own nation.
It was with quite a different feeling, some days later, that I gazed on the interminable
ranks, four abreast, of Viennese workmen parading at a mass demonstration. I stood
dumbfounded for almost two hours, watching that enormous human dragon which
slowly uncoiled itself there before me. When I finally left the square and wandered in
the direction of my lodgings I felt dismayed and depressed. On my way I noticed the
ARBEITERZEITUNG (The Workman's Journal) in a tobacco shop. This was the chief
press-organ of the old Austrian Social Democracy. In a cheap café, where the common
people used to foregather and where I often went to read the papers, the
ARBEITERZEITUNG was also displayed. But hitherto I could not bring myself to do
more than glance at the wretched thing for a couple of minutes: for its whole tone was a
sort of mental vitriol to me. Under the depressing influence of the demonstration I had
witnessed, some interior voice urged me to buy the paper in that tobacco shop and read
it through. So I brought it home with me and spent the whole evening reading it,
despite the steadily mounting rage provoked by this ceaseless outpouring of
falsehoods.
I now found that in the social democratic daily papers I could study the inner character
of this politico-philosophic system much better than in all their theoretical literature.
For there was a striking discrepancy between the two. In the literary effusions which
dealt with the theory of Social Democracy there was a display of high-sounding
phraseology about liberty and human dignity and beauty, all promulgated with an air
of profound wisdom and serene prophetic assurance; a meticulously-woven glitter of
words to dazzle and mislead the reader. On the other hand, the daily Press inculcated
this new doctrine of human redemption in the most brutal fashion. No means were too
base, provided they could be exploited in the campaign of slander. These journalists
were real virtuosos in the art of twisting facts and presenting them in a deceptive form.
The theoretical literature was intended for the simpletons of the soi-disant intellectuals
belonging to the middle and, naturally, the upper classes. The newspaper propaganda
was intended for the masses.
This probing into books and newspapers and studying the teachings of Social
Democracy reawakened my love for my own people. And thus what at first seemed an
impassable chasm became the occasion of a closer affection.
Having once understood the working of the colossal system for poisoning the popular
mind, only a fool could blame the victims of it. During the years that followed I became
more independent and, as I did so, I became better able to understand the inner cause of
the success achieved by this Social Democratic gospel. I now realized the meaning and
purpose of those brutal orders which prohibited the reading of all books and
newspapers that were not 'red' and at the same time demanded that only the 'red'
meetings should be attended. In the clear light of brutal reality I was able to see what
must have been the inevitable consequences of that intolerant teaching.
The PSYCHE of the broad masses is accessible only to what is strong and
uncompromising. Like a woman whose inner sensibilities are not so much under the
sway of abstract reasoning but are always subject to the influence of a vague emotional
longing for the strength that completes her being, and who would rather bow to the
strong man than dominate the weakling--in like manner the masses of the people prefer
the ruler to the suppliant and are filled with a stronger sense of mental security by a
teaching that brooks no rival than by a teaching which offers them a liberal choice. They
have very little idea of how to make such a choice and thus they are prone to feel that
they have been abandoned. They feel very little shame at being terrorized intellectually
and they are scarcely conscious of the fact that their freedom as human beings is
impudently abused; and thus they have not the slightest suspicion of the intrinsic
fallacy of the whole doctrine. They see only the ruthless force and brutality of its
determined utterances, to which they always submit.
IF SOCIAL DEMOCRACY SHOULD BE OPPOSED BY A MORE TRUTHFUL
TEACHING, THEN EVEN, THOUGH THE STRUGGLE BE OF THE BITTEREST KIND,
THIS TRUTHFUL TEACHING WILL FINALLY PREVAIL PROVIDED IT BE
ENFORCED WITH EQUAL RUTHLESSNESS.
Within less than two years I had gained a clear understanding of Social Democracy, in
its teaching and the technique of its operations.
I recognized the infamy of that technique whereby the movement carried on a
campaign of mental terrorism against the bourgeoisie, who are neither morally nor
spiritually equipped to withstand such attacks. The tactics of Social Democracy
consisted in opening, at a given signal, a veritable drum-fire of lies and calumnies
against the man whom they believed to be the most redoubtable of their adversaries,
until the nerves of the latter gave way and they sacrificed the man who was attacked,
simply in the hope of being allowed to live in peace. But the hope proved always to be a
foolish one, for they were never left in peace.
The same tactics are repeated again and again, until fear of these mad dogs exercises,
through suggestion, a paralysing effect on their Victims.
Through its own experience Social Democracy learned the value of strength, and for
that reason it attacks mostly those in whom it scents stuff of the more stalwart kind,
which is indeed a very rare possession. On the other hand it praises every weakling
among its adversaries, more or less cautiously, according to the measure of his mental
qualities known or presumed. They have less fear of a man of genius who lacks willpower
than of a vigorous character with mediocre intelligence and at the same time
they highly commend those who are devoid of intelligence and will-power.
The Social Democrats know how to create the impression that they alone are the
protectors of peace. In this way, acting very circumspectly but never losing sight of their
ultimate goal, they conquer one position after another, at one time by methods of quiet
intimidation and at another time by sheer daylight robbery, employing these latter
tactics at those moments when public attention is turned towards other matters from
which it does not wish to be diverted, or when the public considers an incident too
trivial to create a scandal about it and thus provoke the anger of a malignant opponent.
These tactics are based on an accurate estimation of human frailties and must lead to
success, with almost mathematical certainty, unless the other side also learns how to
fight poison gas with poison gas. The weaker natures must be told that here it is a case
of to be or not to be.
I also came to understand that physical intimidation has its significance for the mass as
well as for the individual. Here again the Socialists had calculated accurately on the
psychological effect.
Intimidation in workshops and in factories, in assembly halls and at mass
demonstrations, will always meet with success as long as it does not have to encounter
the same kind of terror in a stronger form.
Then of course the Party will raise a horrified outcry, yelling blue murder and
appealing to the authority of the State, which they have just repudiated. In doing this
their aim generally is to add to the general confusion, so that they may have a better
opportunity of reaching their own goal unobserved. Their idea is to find among the
higher government officials some bovine creature who, in the stupid hope that he may
win the good graces of these awe-inspiring opponents so that they may remember him
in case of future eventualities, will help them now to break all those who may oppose
this world pest.
The impression which such successful tactics make on the minds of the broad masses,
whether they be adherents or opponents, can be estimated only by one who knows the
popular mind, not from books but from practical life. For the successes which are thus
obtained are taken by the adherents of Social Democracy as a triumphant symbol of the
righteousness of their own cause; on the other hand the beaten opponent very often
loses faith in the effectiveness of any further resistance.
The more I understood the methods of physical intimidation that were employed, the
more sympathy I had for the multitude that had succumbed to it.
I am thankful now for the ordeal which I had to go through at that time; for it was the
means of bringing me to think kindly again of my own people, inasmuch as the
experience enabled me to distinguish between the false leaders and the victims who
have been led astray.
We must look upon the latter simply as victims. I have just now tried to depict a few
traits which express the mentality of those on the lowest rung of the social ladder; but
my picture would be disproportionate if I do not add that amid the social depths I still
found light; for I experienced a rare spirit of self-sacrifice and loyal comradeship among
those men, who demanded little from life and were content amid their modest
surroundings. This was true especially of the older generation of workmen. And
although these qualities were disappearing more and more in the younger generation,
owing to the all-pervading influence of the big city, yet among the younger generation
also there were many who were sound at the core and who were able to maintain
themselves uncontaminated amid the sordid surroundings of their everyday existence.
If these men, who in many cases meant well and were upright in themselves, gave the
support to the political activities carried on by the common enemies of our people, that
was because those decent workpeople did not and could not grasp the downright
infamy of the doctrine taught by the socialist agitators. Furthermore, it was because no
other section of the community bothered itself about the lot of the working classes.
Finally, the social conditions became such that men who otherwise would have acted
differently were forced to submit to them, even though unwillingly at first. A day came
when poverty gained the upper hand and drove those workmen into the Social
Democratic ranks.
On innumerable occasions the bourgeoisie took a definite stand against even the most
legitimate human demands of the working classes. That conduct was ill-judged and
indeed immoral and could bring no gain whatsoever to the bourgeois class. The result
was that the honest workman abandoned the original concept of the trades union
organization and was dragged into politics.
There were millions and millions of workmen who began by being hostile to the Social
Democratic Party; but their defences were repeatedly stormed and finally they had to
surrender. Yet this defeat was due to the stupidity of the bourgeois parties, who had
opposed every social demand put forward by the working class. The short-sighted
refusal to make an effort towards improving labour conditions, the refusal to adopt
measures which would insure the workman in case of accidents in the factories, the
refusal to forbid child labour, the refusal to consider protective measures for female
workers, especially expectant mothers--all this was of assistance to the Social
Democratic leaders, who were thankful for every opportunity which they could exploit
for forcing the masses into their net. Our bourgeois parties can never repair the damage
that resulted from the mistake they then made. For they sowed the seeds of hatred
when they opposed all efforts at social reform. And thus they gave, at least, apparent
grounds to justify the claim put forward by the Social Democrats--namely, that they
alone stand up for the interests of the working class.
And this became the principal ground for the moral justification of the actual existence
of the Trades Unions, so that the labour organization became from that time onwards
the chief political recruiting ground to swell the ranks of the Social Democratic Party.
While thus studying the social conditions around me I was forced, whether I liked it or
not, to decide on the attitude I should take towards the Trades Unions. Because I looked
upon them as inseparable from the Social Democratic Party, my decision was hasty--
and mistaken. I repudiated them as a matter of course. But on this essential question
also Fate intervened and gave me a lesson, with the result that I changed the opinion
which I had first formed.
When I was twenty years old I had learned to distinguish between the Trades Union as
a means of defending the social rights of the employees and fighting for better living
conditions for them and, on the other hand, the Trades Union as a political instrument
used by the Party in the class struggle.
The Social Democrats understood the enormous importance of the Trades Union
movement. They appropriated it as an instrument and used it with success, while the
bourgeois parties failed to understand it and thus lost their political prestige. They
thought that their own arrogant VETO would arrest the logical development of the
movement and force it into an illogical position. But it is absurd and also untrue to say
that the Trades Union movement is in itself hostile to the nation. The opposite is the
more correct view. If the activities of the Trades Union are directed towards improving
the condition of a class, and succeed in doing so, such activities are not against the
Fatherland or the State but are, in the truest sense of the word, national. In that way the
trades union organization helps to create the social conditions which are indispensable
in a general system of national education. It deserves high recognition when it destroys
the psychological and physical germs of social disease and thus fosters the general
welfare of the nation.
It is superfluous to ask whether the Trades Union is indispensable.
So long as there are employers who attack social understanding and have wrong ideas
of justice and fair play it is not only the right but also the duty of their employees--who
are, after all, an integral part of our people--to protect the general interests against the
greed and unreason of the individual. For to safeguard the loyalty and confidence of the
people is as much in the interests of the nation as to safeguard public health.
Both are seriously menaced by dishonourable employers who are not conscious of their
duty as members of the national community. Their personal avidity or irresponsibility
sows the seeds of future trouble. To eliminate the causes of such a development is an
action that surely deserves well of the country.
It must not be answered here that the individual workman is free at any time to escape
from the consequences of an injustice which he has actually suffered at the hands of an
employer, or which he thinks he has suffered--in other words, he can leave. No. That
argument is only a ruse to detract attention from the question at issue. Is it, or is it not,
in the interests of the nation to remove the causes of social unrest? If it is, then the fight
must be carried on with the only weapons that promise success. But the individual
workman is never in a position to stand up against the might of the big employer; for
the question here is not one that concerns the triumph of right. If in such a relation right
had been recognized as the guiding principle, then the conflict could not have arisen at
all. But here it is a question of who is the stronger. If the case were otherwise, the
sentiment of justice alone would solve the dispute in an honourable way; or, to put the
case more correctly, matters would not have come to such a dispute at all.
No. If unsocial and dishonourable treatment of men provokes resistance, then the
stronger party can impose its decision in the conflict until the constitutional legislative
authorities do away with the evil through legislation. Therefore it is evident that if the
individual workman is to have any chance at all of winning through in the struggle he
must be grouped with his fellow workmen and present a united front before the
individual employer, who incorporates in his own person the massed strength of the
vested interests in the industrial or commercial undertaking which he conducts.
Thus the trades unions can hope to inculcate and strengthen a sense of social
responsibility in workaday life and open the road to practical results. In doing this they
tend to remove those causes of friction which are a continual source of discontent and
complaint.
Blame for the fact that the trades unions do not fulfil this much-desired function must
be laid at the doors of those who barred the road to legislative social reform, or
rendered such a reform ineffective by sabotaging it through their political influence.
The political bourgeoisie failed to understand--or, rather, they did not wish to
understand--the importance of the trades union movement. The Social Democrats
accordingly seized the advantage offered them by this mistaken policy and took the
labour movement under their exclusive protection, without any protest from the other
side. In this way they established for themselves a solid bulwark behind which they
could safely retire whenever the struggle assumed a critical aspect. Thus the genuine
purpose of the movement gradually fell into oblivion, and was replaced by new
objectives. For the Social Democrats never troubled themselves to respect and uphold
the original purpose for which the trade unionist movement was founded. They simply
took over the Movement, lock, stock and barrel, to serve their own political ends.
Within a few decades the Trades Union Movement was transformed, by the expert
hand of Social Democracy, from an instrument which had been originally fashioned for
the defence of human rights into an instrument for the destruction of the national
economic structure. The interests of the working class were not allowed for a moment
to cross the path of this purpose; for in politics the application of economic pressure is
always possible if the one side be sufficiently unscrupulous and the other sufficiently
inert and docile. In this case both conditions were fulfilled.
By the beginning of the present century the Trades Unionist Movement had already
ceased to recognize the purpose for which it had been founded. From year to year it fell
more and more under the political control of the Social Democrats, until it finally came
to be used as a battering-ram in the class struggle. The plan was to shatter, by means of
constantly repeated blows, the economic edifice in the building of which so much time
and care had been expended. Once this objective had been reached, the destruction of
the State would become a matter of course, because the State would already have been
deprived of its economic foundations. Attention to the real interests of the workingclasses,
on the part of the Social Democrats, steadily decreased until the cunning leaders
saw that it would be in their immediate political interests if the social and cultural
demands of the broad masses remained unheeded; for there was a danger that if these
masses once felt content they could no longer be employed as mere passive material in
the political struggle.
The gloomy prospect which presented itself to the eyes of the CONDOTTIERI of the
class warfare, if the discontent of the masses were no longer available as a war weapon,
created so much anxiety among them that they suppressed and opposed even the most
elementary measures of social reform. And conditions were such that those leaders did
not have to trouble about attempting to justify such an illogical policy.
As the masses were taught to increase and heighten their demands the possibility of
satisfying them dwindled and whatever ameliorative measures were taken became less
and less significant; so that it was at that time possible to persuade the masses that this
ridiculous measure in which the most sacred claims of the working-classes were being
granted represented a diabolical plan to weaken their fighting power in this easy way
and, if possible, to paralyse it. One will not be astonished at the success of these
allegations if one remembers what a small measure of thinking power the broad masses
possess.
In the bourgeois camp there was high indignation over the bad faith of the Social
Democratic tactics; but nothing was done to draw a practical conclusion and organize a
counter attack from the bourgeois side. The fear of the Social Democrats, to improve the
miserable conditions of the working-classes ought to have induced the bourgeois
parties to make the most energetic efforts in this direction and thus snatch from the
hands of the class-warfare leaders their most important weapon; but nothing of this
kind happened.
Instead of attacking the position of their adversaries the bourgeoisie allowed itself to be
pressed and harried. Finally it adopted means that were so tardy and so insignificant
that they were ineffective and were repudiated. So the whole situation remained just as
it had been before the bourgeois intervention; but the discontent had thereby become
more serious.
Like a threatening storm, the 'Free Trades Union' hovered above the political horizon
and above the life of each individual. It was one of the most frightful instruments of
terror that threatened the security and independence of the national economic structure,
the foundations of the State and the liberty of the individual. Above all, it was the 'Free
Trades Union' that turned democracy into a ridiculous and scorned phrase, insulted the
ideal of liberty and stigmatized that of fraternity with the slogan 'If you will not become
our comrade we shall crack your skull'.
It was thus that I then came to know this friend of humanity. During the years that
followed my knowledge of it became wider and deeper; but I have never changed
anything in that regard.
The more I became acquainted with the external forms of Social Democracy, the greater
became my desire to understand the inner nature of its doctrines.
For this purpose the official literature of the Party could not help very much. In
discussing economic questions its statements were false and its proofs unsound. In
treating of political aims its attitude was insincere. Furthermore, its modern methods of
chicanery in the presentation of its arguments were profoundly repugnant to me. Its
flamboyant sentences, its obscure and incomprehensible phrases, pretended to contain
great thoughts, but they were devoid of thought, and meaningless. One would have to
be a decadent Bohemian in one of our modern cities in order to feel at home in that
labyrinth of mental aberration, so that he might discover 'intimate experiences' amid the
stinking fumes of this literary Dadism. These writers were obviously counting on the
proverbial humility of a certain section of our people, who believe that a person who is
incomprehensible must be profoundly wise.
In confronting the theoretical falsity and absurdity of that doctrine with the reality of its
external manifestations, I gradually came to have a clear idea of the ends at which it
aimed.
During such moments I had dark presentiments and feared something evil. I had before
me a teaching inspired by egoism and hatred, mathematically calculated to win its
victory, but the triumph of which would be a mortal blow to humanity.
Meanwhile I had discovered the relations existing between this destructive teaching
and the specific character of a people, who up to that time had been to me almost
unknown.
Knowledge of the Jews is the only key whereby one may understand the inner nature
and therefore the real aims of Social Democracy.
The man who has come to know this race has succeeded in removing from his eyes the
veil through which he had seen the aims and meaning of his Party in a false light; and
then, out of the murk and fog of social phrases rises the grimacing figure of Marxism.
To-day it is hard and almost impossible for me to say when the word 'Jew' first began to
raise any particular thought in my mind. I do not remember even having heard the
word at home during my father's lifetime. If this name were mentioned in a derogatory
sense I think the old gentleman would just have considered those who used it in this
way as being uneducated reactionaries. In the course of his career he had come to be
more or less a cosmopolitan, with strong views on nationalism, which had its effect on
me as well. In school, too, I found no reason to alter the picture of things I had formed
at home.
At the REALSCHULE I knew one Jewish boy. We were all on our guard in our relations
with him, but only because his reticence and certain actions of his warned us to be
discreet. Beyond that my companions and myself formed no particular opinions in
regard to him.
It was not until I was fourteen or fifteen years old that I frequently ran up against the
word 'Jew', partly in connection with political controversies. These references aroused a
slight aversion in me, and I could not avoid an uncomfortable feeling which always
came over me when I had to listen to religious disputes. But at that time I had no other
feelings about the Jewish question.
There were very few Jews in Linz. In the course of centuries the Jews who lived there
had become Europeanized in external appearance and were so much like other human
beings that I even looked upon them as Germans. The reason why I did not then
perceive the absurdity of such an illusion was that the only external mark which I
recognized as distinguishing them from us was the practice of their strange religion. As
I thought that they were persecuted on account of their Faith my aversion to hearing
remarks against them grew almost into a feeling of abhorrence. I did not in the least
suspect that there could be such a thing as a systematic anti-Semitism.
Then I came to Vienna.
Confused by the mass of impressions I received from the architectural surroundings
and depressed by my own troubles, I did not at first distinguish between the different
social strata of which the population of that mammoth city was composed. Although
Vienna then had about two hundred thousand Jews among its population of two
millions, I did not notice them. During the first weeks of my sojourn my eyes and my
mind were unable to cope with the onrush of new ideas and values. Not until I
gradually settled down to my surroundings, and the confused picture began to grow
clearer, did I acquire a more discriminating view of my new world. And with that I
came up against the Jewish problem.
I will not say that the manner in which I first became acquainted with it was
particularly unpleasant for me. In the Jew I still saw only a man who was of a different
religion, and therefore, on grounds of human tolerance, I was against the idea that he
should be attacked because he had a different faith. And so I considered that the tone
adopted by the anti-Semitic Press in Vienna was unworthy of the cultural traditions of a
great people. The memory of certain events which happened in the middle ages came
into my mind, and I felt that I should not like to see them repeated. Generally speaking,
these anti-Semitic newspap
people.
Such persons are slow to learn that here there is no place for merely social activities and
that there can be no expectation of gratitude; for in this connection there is no question
at all of distributing favours but essentially a matter of retributive justice. I was
protected against the temptation to study the social question in the way just mentioned,
for the simple reason that I was forced to live in the midst of poverty-stricken people.
Therefore it was not a question of studying the problem objectively, but rather one of
testing its effects on myself. Though the rabbit came through the ordeal of the
experiment, this must not be taken as evidence of its harmlessness.
When I try to-day to recall the succession of impressions received during that time I
find that I can do so only with approximate completeness. Here I shall describe only the
more essential impressions and those which personally affected me and often staggered
me. And I shall mention the few lessons I then learned from this experience.
At that time it was for the most part not very difficult to find work, because I had to
seek work not as a skilled tradesman but as a so-called extra-hand ready to take any job
that turned up by chance, just for the sake of earning my daily bread.
Thus I found myself in the same situation as all those emigrants who shake the dust of
Europe from their feet, with the cast-iron determination to lay the foundations of a new
existence in the New World and acquire for themselves a new home. Liberated from all
the paralysing prejudices of class and calling, environment and tradition, they enter any
service that opens its doors to them, accepting any work that comes their way, filled
more and more with the idea that honest work never disgraced anybody, no matter
what kind it may be. And so I was resolved to set both feet in what was for me a new
world and push forward on my own road.
I soon found out that there was some kind of work always to be got, but I also learned
that it could just as quickly and easily be lost. The uncertainty of being able to earn a
regular daily livelihood soon appeared to me as the gloomiest feature in this new life
that I had entered.
Although the skilled worker was not so frequently thrown idle on the streets as the
unskilled worker, yet the former was by no means protected against the same fate;
because though he may not have to face hunger as a result of unemployment due to the
lack of demand in the labour market, the lock-out and the strike deprived the skilled
worker of the chance to earn his bread. Here the element of uncertainty in steadily
earning one's daily bread was the bitterest feature of the whole social-economic system
itself.
The country lad who migrates to the big city feels attracted by what has been described
as easy work--which it may be in reality--and few working hours. He is especially
entranced by the magic glimmer spread over the big cities. Accustomed in the country
to earn a steady wage, he has been taught not to quit his former post until a new one is
at least in sight. As there is a great scarcity of agricultural labour, the probability of long
unemployment in the country has been very small. It is a mistake to presume that the
lad who leaves the countryside for the town is not made of such sound material as those
who remain at home to work on the land. On the contrary, experience shows that it is
the more healthy and more vigorous that emigrate, and not the reverse. Among these
emigrants I include not merely those who emigrate to America, but also the servant boy
in the country who decides to leave his native village and migrate to the big city where
he will be a stranger. He is ready to take the risk of an uncertain fate. In most cases he
comes to town with a little money in his pocket and for the first few days he is not
discouraged if he should not have the good fortune to find work. But if he finds a job
and then loses it in a little while, the case is much worse. To find work anew, especially
in winter, is often difficult and indeed sometimes impossible. For the first few weeks
life is still bearable He receives his out-of-work money from his trade union and is thus
enabled to carry on. But when the last of his own money is gone and his trade union
ceases to pay out because of the prolonged unemployment, then comes the real distress.
He now loiters about and is hungry. Often he pawns or sells the last of his belongings.
His clothes begin to get shabby and with the increasing poverty of his outward
appearance he descends to a lower social level and mixes up with a class of human
beings through whom his mind is now poisoned, in addition to his physical misery.
Then he has nowhere to sleep and if that happens in winter, which is very often the
case, he is in dire distress. Finally he gets work. But the old story repeats itself. A second
time the same thing happens. Then a third time; and now it is probably much worse.
Little by little he becomes indifferent to this everlasting insecurity. Finally he grows
used to the repetition. Thus even a man who is normally of industrious habits grows
careless in his whole attitude towards life and gradually becomes an instrument in the
hands of unscrupulous people who exploit him for the sake of their own ignoble aims.
He has been so often thrown out of employment through no fault of his own that he is
now more or less indifferent whether the strike in which he takes part be for the
purpose of securing his economic rights or be aimed at the destruction of the State, the
whole social order and even civilization itself. Though the idea of going on strike may
not be to his natural liking, yet he joins in it out of sheer indifference.
I saw this process exemplified before my eyes in thousands of cases. And the longer I
observed it the greater became my dislike for that mammoth city which greedily
attracts men to its bosom, in order to break them mercilessly in the end. When they
came they still felt themselves in communion with their own people at home; if they
remained that tie was broken.
I was thrown about so much in the life of the metropolis that I experienced the
workings of this fate in my own person and felt the effects of it in my own soul. One
thing stood out clearly before my eyes: It was the sudden changes from work to
idleness and vice versa; so that the constant fluctuations thus caused by earnings and
expenditure finally destroyed the 'sense of thrift for many people and also the habit of
regulating expenditure in an intelligent way. The body appeared to grow accustomed to
the vicissitudes of food and hunger, eating heartily in good times and going hungry in
bad. Indeed hunger shatters all plans for rationing expenditure on a regular scale in
better times when employment is again found. The reason for this is that the
deprivations which the unemployed worker has to endure must be compensated for
psychologically by a persistent mental mirage in which he imagines himself eating
heartily once again. And this dream develops into such a longing that it turns into a
morbid impulse to cast off all self-restraint when work and wages turn up again.
Therefore the moment work is found anew he forgets to regulate the expenditure of his
earnings but spends them to the full without thinking of to-morrow. This leads to
confusion in the little weekly housekeeping budget, because the expenditure is not
rationally planned. When the phenomenon which I have mentioned first happens, the
earnings will last perhaps for five days instead of seven; on subsequent occasions they
will last only for three days; as the habit recurs, the earnings will last scarcely for a day;
and finally they will disappear in one night of feasting.
Often there are wife and children at home. And in many cases it happens that these
become infected by such a way of living, especially if the husband is good to them and
wants to do the best he can for them and loves them in his own way and according to
his own lights. Then the week's earnings are spent in common at home within two or
three days. The family eat and drink together as long as the money lasts and at the end
of the week they hunger together. Then the wife wanders about furtively in the
neighbourhood, borrows a little, and runs up small debts with the shopkeepers in an
effort to pull through the lean days towards the end of the week. They sit down
together to the midday meal with only meagre fare on the table, and often even nothing
to eat. They wait for the coming payday, talking of it and making plans; and while they
are thus hungry they dream of the plenty that is to come. And so the little children
become acquainted with misery in their early years.
But the evil culminates when the husband goes his own way from the beginning of the
week and the wife protests, simply out of love for the children. Then there are quarrels
and bad feeling and the husband takes to drink according as he becomes estranged
from his wife. He now becomes drunk every Saturday. Fighting for her own existence
and that of the children, the wife has to hound him along the road from the factory to
the tavern in order to get a few shillings from him on payday. Then when he finally
comes home, maybe on the Sunday or the Monday, having parted with his last shillings
and pence, pitiable scenes follow, scenes that cry out for God's mercy.
I have had actual experience of all this in hundreds of cases. At first I was disgusted and
indignant; but later on I came to recognize the whole tragedy of their misfortune and to
understand the profound causes of it. They were the unhappy victims of evil
circumstances.
Housing conditions were very bad at that time. The Vienna manual labourers lived in
surroundings of appalling misery. I shudder even to-day when I think of the woeful
dens in which people dwelt, the night shelters and the slums, and all the tenebrous
spectacles of ordure, loathsome filth and wickedness.
What will happen one day when hordes of emancipated slaves come forth from these
dens of misery to swoop down on their unsuspecting fellow men? For this other world
does not think about such a possibility. They have allowed these things to go on
without caring and even without suspecting--in their total lack of instinctive
understanding--that sooner or later destiny will take its vengeance unless it will have
been appeased in time.
To-day I fervidly thank Providence for having sent me to such a school. There I could
not refuse to take an interest in matters that did not please me. This school soon taught
me a profound lesson.
In order not to despair completely of the people among whom I then lived I had to set
on one side the outward appearances of their lives and on the other the reasons why
they had developed in that way. Then I could hear everything without discouragement;
for those who emerged from all this misfortune and misery, from this filth and outward
degradation, were not human beings as such but rather lamentable results of
lamentable laws. In my own life similar hardships prevented me from giving way to a
pitying sentimentality at the sight of these degraded products which had finally
resulted from the pressure of circumstances. No, the sentimental attitude would be the
wrong one to adopt.
Even in those days I already saw that there was a two-fold method by which alone it
would be possible to bring about an amelioration of these conditions. This method is:
first, to create better fundamental conditions of social development by establishing a
profound feeling for social responsibilities among the public; second, to combine this
feeling for social responsibilities with a ruthless determination to prune away all
excrescences which are incapable of being improved.
Just as Nature concentrates its greatest attention, not to the maintenance of what
already exists but on the selective breeding of offspring in order to carry on the species,
so in human life also it is less a matter of artificially improving the existing generation--
which, owing to human characteristics, is impossible in ninety-nine cases out of a
hundred--and more a matter of securing from the very start a better road for future
development.
During my struggle for existence in Vienna I perceived very clearly that the aim of all
social activity must never be merely charitable relief, which is ridiculous and useless,
but it must rather be a means to find a way of eliminating the fundamental deficiencies
in our economic and cultural life--deficiencies which necessarily bring about the
degradation of the individual or at least lead him towards such degradation. The
difficulty of employing every means, even the most drastic, to eradicate the hostility
prevailing among the working classes towards the State is largely due to an attitude of
uncertainty in deciding upon the inner motives and causes of this contemporary
phenomenon. The grounds of this uncertainty are to be found exclusively in the sense
of guilt which each individual feels for having permitted this tragedy of degradation.
For that feeling paralyses every effort at making a serious and firm decision to act. And
thus because the people whom it concerns are vacillating they are timid and halfhearted
in putting into effect even the measures which are indispensable for selfpreservation.
When the individual is no longer burdened with his own consciousness of
blame in this regard, then and only then will he have that inner tranquillity and outer
force to cut off drastically and ruthlessly all the parasite growth and root out the weeds.
But because the Austrian State had almost no sense of social rights or social legislation
its inability to abolish those evil excrescences was manifest.
I do not know what it was that appalled me most at that time: the economic misery of
those who were then my companions, their crude customs and morals, or the low level
of their intellectual culture.
How often our bourgeoisie rises up in moral indignation on hearing from the mouth of
some pitiable tramp that it is all the same to him whether he be a German or not and
that he will find himself at home wherever he can get enough to keep body and soul
together. They protest sternly against such a lack of 'national pride' and strongly
express their horror at such sentiments.
But how many people really ask themselves why it is that their own sentiments are
better? How many of them understand that their natural pride in being members of so
favoured a nation arises from the innumerable succession of instances they have
encountered which remind them of the greatness of the Fatherland and the Nation in all
spheres of artistic and cultural life? How many of them realize that pride in the
Fatherland is largely dependent on knowledge of its greatness in all those spheres? Do
our bourgeois circles ever think what a ridiculously meagre share the people have in
that knowledge which is a necessary prerequisite for the feeling of pride in one's
fatherland?
It cannot be objected here that in other countries similar conditions exist and that
nevertheless the working classes in those countries have remained patriotic. Even if that
were so, it would be no excuse for our negligent attitude. But it is not so. What we call
chauvinistic education--in the case of the French people, for example--is only the
excessive exaltation of the greatness of France in all spheres of culture or, as the French
say, civilization. The French boy is not educated on purely objective principles.
Wherever the importance of the political and cultural greatness of his country is
concerned he is taught in the most subjective way that one can imagine.
This education will always have to be confined to general ideas in a large perspective
and these ought to be deeply engraven, by constant repetition if necessary, on the
memories and feelings of the people.
In our case, however, we are not merely guilty of negative sins of omission but also of
positively perverting the little which some individuals had the luck to learn at school.
The rats that poison our body-politic gnaw from the hearts and memories of the broad
masses even that little which distress and misery have left.
Let the reader try to picture the following:
There is a lodging in a cellar and this lodging consists of two damp rooms. In these
rooms a workman and his family live--seven people in all. Let us assume that one of the
children is a boy of three years. That is the age at which children first become conscious
of the impressions which they receive. In the case of highly gifted people traces of the
impressions received in those early years last in the memory up to an advanced age.
Now the narrowness and congestion of those living quarters do not conduce to pleasant
inter-relations. Thus quarrels and fits of mutual anger arise. These people can hardly be
said to live with one another, but rather down on top of one another. The small
misunderstandings which disappear of themselves in a home where there is enough
space for people to go apart from one another for a while, here become the source of
chronic disputes. As far as the children are concerned the situation is tolerable from this
point of view. In such conditions they are constantly quarrelling with one another, but
the quarrels are quickly and entirely forgotten. But when the parents fall out with one
another these daily bickerings often descend to rudeness such as cannot be adequately
imagined. The results of such experiences must become apparent later on in the
children. One must have practical experience of such a MILIEU so as to be able to
picture the state of affairs that arises from these mutual recriminations when the father
physically assaults the mother and maltreats her in a fit of drunken rage. At the age of
six the child can no longer ignore those sordid details which even an adult would find
revolting. Infected with moral poison, bodily undernourished, and the poor little head
filled with vermin, the young 'citizen' goes to the primary school. With difficulty he
barely learns to read and write. There is no possibility of learning any lessons at home.
Quite the contrary. The father and mother themselves talk before the children in the
most disparaging way about the teacher and the school and they are much more
inclined to insult the teachers than to put their offspring across the knee and knock
sound reason into him. What the little fellow hears at home does not tend to increase
respect for his human surroundings. Here nothing good is said of human nature as a
whole and every institution, from the school to the government, is reviled. Whether
religion and morals are concerned or the State and the social order, it is all the same;
they are all scoffed at. When the young lad leaves school, at the age of fourteen, it
would be difficult to say what are the most striking features of his character, incredible
ignorance in so far as real knowledge is concerned or cynical impudence combined with
an attitude towards morality which is really startling at so young an age.
What station in life can such a person fill, to whom nothing is sacred, who has never
experienced anything noble but, on the contrary, has been intimately acquainted with
the lowest kind of human existence? This child of three has got into the habit of reviling
all authority by the time he is fifteen. He has been acquainted only with moral filth and
vileness, everything being excluded that might stimulate his thought towards higher
things. And now this young specimen of humanity enters the school of life.
He leads the same kind of life which was exemplified for him by his father during his
childhood. He loiters about and comes home at all hours. He now even black-guards
that broken-hearted being who gave him birth. He curses God and the world and
finally ends up in a House of Correction for young people. There he gets the final
polish.
And his bourgeois contemporaries are astonished at the lack of 'patriotic enthusiasm'
which this young 'citizen' manifests.
Day after day the bourgeois world are witnesses to the phenomenon of spreading
poison among the people through the instrumentality of the theatre and the cinema,
gutter journalism and obscene books; and yet they are astonished at the deplorable
'moral standards' and 'national indifference' of the masses. As if the cinema bilge and
the gutter press and suchlike could inculcate knowledge of the greatness of one's
country, apart entirely from the earlier education of the individual.
I then came to understand, quickly and thoroughly, what I had never been aware of
before. It was the following:
The question of 'nationalizing' a people is first and foremost one of establishing healthy
social conditions which will furnish the grounds that are necessary for the education of
the individual. For only when family upbringing and school education have inculcated
in the individual a knowledge of the cultural and economic and, above all, the political
greatness of his own country--then, and then only, will it be possible for him to feel
proud of being a citizen of such a country. I can fight only for something that I love. I
can love only what I respect. And in order to respect a thing I must at least have some
knowledge of it.
As soon as my interest in social questions was once awakened I began to study them in
a fundamental way. A new and hitherto unknown world was thus revealed to me.
In the years 1909-10 I had so far improved my, position that I no longer had to earn my
daily bread as a manual labourer. I was now working independently as draughtsman,
and painter in water colours. This MÉTIER was a poor one indeed as far as earnings
were concerned; for these were only sufficient to meet the bare exigencies of life. Yet it
had an interest for me in view of the profession to which I aspired. Moreover, when I
came home in the evenings I was now no longer dead-tired as formerly, when I used to
be unable to look into a book without falling asleep almost immediately. My present
occupation therefore was in line with the profession I aimed at for the future. Moreover,
I was master of my own time and could distribute my working-hours now better than
formerly. I painted in order to earn my bread, and I studied because I liked it.
Thus I was able to acquire that theoretical knowledge of the social problem which was a
necessary complement to what I was learning through actual experience. I studied all
the books which I could find that dealt with this question and I thought deeply on what
I read. I think that the MILIEU in which I then lived considered me an eccentric person.
Besides my interest in the social question I naturally devoted myself with enthusiasm to
the study of architecture. Side by side with music, I considered it queen of the arts. To
study it was for me not work but pleasure. I could read or draw until the small hours of
the morning without ever getting tired. And I became more and more confident that my
dream of a brilliant future would become true, even though I should have to wait long
years for its fulfilment. I was firmly convinced that one day I should make a name for
myself as an architect.
The fact that, side by side with my professional studies, I took the greatest interest in
everything that had to do with politics did not seem to me to signify anything of great
importance. On the contrary: I looked upon this practical interest in politics merely as
part of an elementary obligation that devolves on every thinking man. Those who have
no understanding of the political world around them have no right to criticize or
complain. On political questions therefore I still continued to read and study a great
deal. But reading had probably a different significance for me from that which it has for
the average run of our so-called 'intellectuals'.
I know people who read interminably, book after book, from page to page, and yet I
should not call them 'well-read people'. Of course they 'know' an immense amount; but
their brain seems incapable of assorting and classifying the material which they have
gathered from books. They have not the faculty of distinguishing between what is
useful and useless in a book; so that they may retain the former in their minds and if
possible skip over the latter while reading it, if that be not possible, then--when once
read--throw it overboard as useless ballast. Reading is not an end in itself, but a means
to an end. Its chief purpose is to help towards filling in the framework which is made
up of the talents and capabilities that each individual possesses. Thus each one procures
for himself the implements and materials necessary for the fulfilment of his calling in
life, no matter whether this be the elementary task of earning one's daily bread or a
calling that responds to higher human aspirations. Such is the first purpose of reading.
And the second purpose is to give a general knowledge of the world in which we live.
In both cases, however, the material which one has acquired through reading must not
be stored up in the memory on a plan that corresponds to the successive chapters of the
book; but each little piece of knowledge thus gained must be treated as if it were a little
stone to be inserted into a mosaic, so that it finds its proper place among all the other
pieces and particles that help to form a general world-picture in the brain of the reader.
Otherwise only a confused jumble of chaotic notions will result from all this reading.
That jumble is not merely useless, but it also tends to make the unfortunate possessor of
it conceited. For he seriously considers himself a well-educated person and thinks that
he understands something of life. He believes that he has acquired knowledge, whereas
the truth is that every increase in such 'knowledge' draws him more and more away
from real life, until he finally ends up in some sanatorium or takes to politics and
becomes a parliamentary deputy.
Such a person never succeeds in turning his knowledge to practical account when the
opportune moment arrives; for his mental equipment is not ordered with a view to
meeting the demands of everyday life. His knowledge is stored in his brain as a literal
transcript of the books he has read and the order of succession in which he has read
them. And if Fate should one day call upon him to use some of his book-knowledge for
certain practical ends in life that very call will have to name the book and give the
number of the page; for the poor noodle himself would never be able to find the spot
where he gathered the information now called for. But if the page is not mentioned at
the critical moment the widely-read intellectual will find himself in a state of hopeless
embarrassment. In a high state of agitation he searches for analogous cases and it is
almost a dead certainty that he will finally deliver the wrong prescription.
If that is not a correct description, then how can we explain the political achievements
of our Parliamentary heroes who hold the highest positions in the government of the
country? Otherwise we should have to attribute the doings of such political leaders, not
to pathological conditions but simply to malice and chicanery.
On the other hand, one who has cultivated the art of reading will instantly discern, in a
book or journal or pamphlet, what ought to be remembered because it meets one's
personal needs or is of value as general knowledge. What he thus learns is incorporated
in his mental analogue of this or that problem or thing, further correcting the mental
picture or enlarging it so that it becomes more exact and precise. Should some practical
problem suddenly demand examination or solution, memory will immediately select
the opportune information from the mass that has been acquired through years of
reading and will place this information at the service of one's powers of judgment so as
to get a new and clearer view of the problem in question or produce a definitive
solution.
Only thus can reading have any meaning or be worth while.
The speaker, for example, who has not the sources of information ready to hand which
are necessary to a proper treatment of his subject is unable to defend his opinions
against an opponent, even though those opinions be perfectly sound and true. In every
discussion his memory will leave him shamefully in the lurch. He cannot summon up
arguments to support his statements or to refute his opponent. So long as the speaker
has only to defend himself on his own personal account, the situation is not serious; but
the evil comes when Chance places at the head of public affairs such a soi-disant knowit-all,
who in reality knows nothing.
From early youth I endeavoured to read books in the right way and I was fortunate in
having a good memory and intelligence to assist me. From that point of view my
sojourn in Vienna was particularly useful and profitable. My experiences of everyday
life there were a constant stimulus to study the most diverse problems from new angles.
Inasmuch as I was in a position to put theory to the test of reality and reality to the test
of theory, I was safe from the danger of pedantic theorizing on the one hand and, on the
other, from being too impressed by the superficial aspects of reality.
The experience of everyday life at that time determined me to make a fundamental
theoretical study of two most important questions outside of the social question.
It is impossible to say when I might have started to make a thorough study of the
doctrine and characteristics of Marxism were it not for the fact that I then literally ran
head foremost into the problem.
What I knew of Social Democracy in my youth was precious little and that little was for
the most part wrong. The fact that it led the struggle for universal suffrage and the
secret ballot gave me an inner satisfaction; for my reason then told me that this would
weaken the Habsburg regime, which I so thoroughly detested. I was convinced that
even if it should sacrifice the German element the Danubian State could not continue to
exist. Even at the price of a long and slow Slaviz-ation of the Austrian Germans the
State would secure no guarantee of a really durable Empire; because it was very
questionable if and how far the Slavs possessed the necessary capacity for constructive
politics. Therefore I welcomed every movement that might lead towards the final
disruption of that impossible State which had decreed that it would stamp out the
German character in ten millions of people. The more this babel of tongues wrought
discord and disruption, even in the Parliament, the nearer the hour approached for the
dissolution of this Babylonian Empire. That would mean the liberation of my German
Austrian people, and only then would it become possible for them to be re-united to the
Motherland.
Accordingly I had no feelings of antipathy towards the actual policy of the Social
Democrats. That its avowed purpose was to raise the level of the working classes--
which in my ignorance I then foolishly believed--was a further reason why I should
speak in favour of Social Democracy rather than against it. But the features that
contributed most to estrange me from the Social Democratic movement was its hostile
attitude towards the struggle for the conservation of Germanism in Austria, its
lamentable cocotting with the Slav 'comrades', who received these approaches
favourably as long as any practical advantages were forthcoming but otherwise
maintained a haughty reserve, thus giving the importunate mendicants the sort of
answer their behaviour deserved.
And so at the age of seventeen the word 'Marxism' was very little known to me, while I
looked on 'Social Democracy' and 'Socialism' as synonymous expressions. It was only as
the result of a sudden blow from the rough hand of Fate that my eyes were opened to
the nature of this unparalleled system for duping the public.
Hitherto my acquaintance with the Social Democratic Party was only that of a mere
spectator at some of their mass meetings. I had not the slightest idea of the socialdemocratic
teaching or the mentality of its partisans. All of a sudden I was brought face
to face with the products of their teaching and what they called their
WELTANSCHAUUNG. In this way a few months sufficed for me to learn something
which under other circumstances might have necessitated decades of study--namely,
that under the cloak of social virtue and love of one's neighbour a veritable pestilence
was spreading abroad and that if this pestilence be not stamped out of the world
without delay it may eventually succeed in exterminating the human race.
I first came into contact with the Social Democrats while working in the building trade.
From the very time that I started work the situation was not very pleasant for me. My
clothes were still rather decent. I was careful of my speech and I was reserved in
manner. I was so occupied with thinking of my own present lot and future possibilities
that I did not take much of an interest in my immediate surroundings. I had sought
work so that I shouldn't starve and at the same time so as to be able to make further
headway with my studies, though this headway might be slow. Possibly I should not
have bothered to be interested in my companions were it not that on the third or fourth
day an event occurred which forced me to take a definite stand. I was ordered to join
the trade union.
At that time I knew nothing about the trades unions. I had had no opportunity of
forming an opinion on their utility or inutility, as the case might be. But when I was told
that I must join the union I refused. The grounds which I gave for my refusal were
simply that I knew nothing about the matter and that anyhow I would not allow myself
to be forced into anything. Probably the former reason saved me from being thrown out
right away. They probably thought that within a few days I might be converted' and
become more docile. But if they thought that they were profoundly mistaken. After two
weeks I found it utterly impossible for me to take such a step, even if I had been willing
to take it at first. During those fourteen days I came to know my fellow workmen better,
and no power in the world could have moved me to join an organization whose
representatives had meanwhile shown themselves in a light which I found so
unfavourable.
During the first days my resentment was aroused.
At midday some of my fellow workers used to adjourn to the nearest tavern, while the
others remained on the building premises and there ate their midday meal, which in
most cases was a very scanty one. These were married men. Their wives brought them
the midday soup in dilapidated vessels. Towards the end of the week there was a
gradual increase in the number of those who remained to eat their midday meal on the
building premises. I understood the reason for this afterwards. They now talked
politics.
I drank my bottle of milk and ate my morsel of bread somewhere on the outskirts, while
I circumspectly studied my environment or else fell to meditating on my own harsh lot.
Yet I heard more than enough. And I often thought that some of what they said was
meant for my ears, in the hope of bringing me to a decision. But all that I heard had the
effect of arousing the strongest antagonism in me. Everything was disparaged--the
nation, because it was held to be an invention of the 'capitalist' class (how often I had to
listen to that phrase!); the Fatherland, because it was held to be an instrument in the
hands of the bourgeoisie for the exploitation of' the working masses; the authority of the
law, because that was a means of holding down the proletariat; religion, as a means of
doping the people, so as to exploit them afterwards; morality, as a badge of stupid and
sheepish docility. There was nothing that they did not drag in the mud.
At first I remained silent; but that could not last very long. Then I began to take part in
the discussion and to reply to their statements. I had to recognize, however, that this
was bound to be entirely fruitless, as long as I did not have at least a certain amount of
definite information about the questions that were discussed. So I decided to consult the
source from which my interlocutors claimed to have drawn their so-called wisdom. I
devoured book after book, pamphlet after pamphlet.
Meanwhile, we argued with one another on the building premises. From day to day I
was becoming better informed than my companions in the subjects on which they
claimed to be experts. Then a day came when the more redoubtable of my adversaries
resorted to the most effective weapon they had to replace the force of reason. This was
intimidation and physical force. Some of the leaders among my adversaries ordered me
to leave the building or else get flung down from the scaffolding. As I was quite alone I
could not put up any physical resistance; so I chose the first alternative and departed,
richer however by an experience.
I went away full of disgust; but at the same time so deeply moved that it was quite
impossible for me to turn my back on the whole situation and think no more about it.
When my anger began to calm down the spirit of obstinacy got the upper hand and I
decided that at all costs I would get back to work again in the building trade. This
decision became all the stronger a few weeks later, when my little savings had entirely
run out and hunger clutched me once again in its merciless arms. No alternative was
left to me. I got work again and had to leave it for the same reasons as before.
Then I asked myself: Are these men worthy of belonging to a great people? The
question was profoundly disturbing; for if the answer were 'Yes', then the struggle to
defend one's nationality is no longer worth all the trouble and sacrifice we demand of
our best elements if it be in the interests of such a rabble. On the other hand, if the
answer had to be 'No--these men are not worthy of the nation', then our nation is poor
indeed in men. During those days of mental anguish and deep meditation I saw before
my mind the ever-increasing and menacing army of people who could no longer be
reckoned as belonging to their own nation.
It was with quite a different feeling, some days later, that I gazed on the interminable
ranks, four abreast, of Viennese workmen parading at a mass demonstration. I stood
dumbfounded for almost two hours, watching that enormous human dragon which
slowly uncoiled itself there before me. When I finally left the square and wandered in
the direction of my lodgings I felt dismayed and depressed. On my way I noticed the
ARBEITERZEITUNG (The Workman's Journal) in a tobacco shop. This was the chief
press-organ of the old Austrian Social Democracy. In a cheap café, where the common
people used to foregather and where I often went to read the papers, the
ARBEITERZEITUNG was also displayed. But hitherto I could not bring myself to do
more than glance at the wretched thing for a couple of minutes: for its whole tone was a
sort of mental vitriol to me. Under the depressing influence of the demonstration I had
witnessed, some interior voice urged me to buy the paper in that tobacco shop and read
it through. So I brought it home with me and spent the whole evening reading it,
despite the steadily mounting rage provoked by this ceaseless outpouring of
falsehoods.
I now found that in the social democratic daily papers I could study the inner character
of this politico-philosophic system much better than in all their theoretical literature.
For there was a striking discrepancy between the two. In the literary effusions which
dealt with the theory of Social Democracy there was a display of high-sounding
phraseology about liberty and human dignity and beauty, all promulgated with an air
of profound wisdom and serene prophetic assurance; a meticulously-woven glitter of
words to dazzle and mislead the reader. On the other hand, the daily Press inculcated
this new doctrine of human redemption in the most brutal fashion. No means were too
base, provided they could be exploited in the campaign of slander. These journalists
were real virtuosos in the art of twisting facts and presenting them in a deceptive form.
The theoretical literature was intended for the simpletons of the soi-disant intellectuals
belonging to the middle and, naturally, the upper classes. The newspaper propaganda
was intended for the masses.
This probing into books and newspapers and studying the teachings of Social
Democracy reawakened my love for my own people. And thus what at first seemed an
impassable chasm became the occasion of a closer affection.
Having once understood the working of the colossal system for poisoning the popular
mind, only a fool could blame the victims of it. During the years that followed I became
more independent and, as I did so, I became better able to understand the inner cause of
the success achieved by this Social Democratic gospel. I now realized the meaning and
purpose of those brutal orders which prohibited the reading of all books and
newspapers that were not 'red' and at the same time demanded that only the 'red'
meetings should be attended. In the clear light of brutal reality I was able to see what
must have been the inevitable consequences of that intolerant teaching.
The PSYCHE of the broad masses is accessible only to what is strong and
uncompromising. Like a woman whose inner sensibilities are not so much under the
sway of abstract reasoning but are always subject to the influence of a vague emotional
longing for the strength that completes her being, and who would rather bow to the
strong man than dominate the weakling--in like manner the masses of the people prefer
the ruler to the suppliant and are filled with a stronger sense of mental security by a
teaching that brooks no rival than by a teaching which offers them a liberal choice. They
have very little idea of how to make such a choice and thus they are prone to feel that
they have been abandoned. They feel very little shame at being terrorized intellectually
and they are scarcely conscious of the fact that their freedom as human beings is
impudently abused; and thus they have not the slightest suspicion of the intrinsic
fallacy of the whole doctrine. They see only the ruthless force and brutality of its
determined utterances, to which they always submit.
IF SOCIAL DEMOCRACY SHOULD BE OPPOSED BY A MORE TRUTHFUL
TEACHING, THEN EVEN, THOUGH THE STRUGGLE BE OF THE BITTEREST KIND,
THIS TRUTHFUL TEACHING WILL FINALLY PREVAIL PROVIDED IT BE
ENFORCED WITH EQUAL RUTHLESSNESS.
Within less than two years I had gained a clear understanding of Social Democracy, in
its teaching and the technique of its operations.
I recognized the infamy of that technique whereby the movement carried on a
campaign of mental terrorism against the bourgeoisie, who are neither morally nor
spiritually equipped to withstand such attacks. The tactics of Social Democracy
consisted in opening, at a given signal, a veritable drum-fire of lies and calumnies
against the man whom they believed to be the most redoubtable of their adversaries,
until the nerves of the latter gave way and they sacrificed the man who was attacked,
simply in the hope of being allowed to live in peace. But the hope proved always to be a
foolish one, for they were never left in peace.
The same tactics are repeated again and again, until fear of these mad dogs exercises,
through suggestion, a paralysing effect on their Victims.
Through its own experience Social Democracy learned the value of strength, and for
that reason it attacks mostly those in whom it scents stuff of the more stalwart kind,
which is indeed a very rare possession. On the other hand it praises every weakling
among its adversaries, more or less cautiously, according to the measure of his mental
qualities known or presumed. They have less fear of a man of genius who lacks willpower
than of a vigorous character with mediocre intelligence and at the same time
they highly commend those who are devoid of intelligence and will-power.
The Social Democrats know how to create the impression that they alone are the
protectors of peace. In this way, acting very circumspectly but never losing sight of their
ultimate goal, they conquer one position after another, at one time by methods of quiet
intimidation and at another time by sheer daylight robbery, employing these latter
tactics at those moments when public attention is turned towards other matters from
which it does not wish to be diverted, or when the public considers an incident too
trivial to create a scandal about it and thus provoke the anger of a malignant opponent.
These tactics are based on an accurate estimation of human frailties and must lead to
success, with almost mathematical certainty, unless the other side also learns how to
fight poison gas with poison gas. The weaker natures must be told that here it is a case
of to be or not to be.
I also came to understand that physical intimidation has its significance for the mass as
well as for the individual. Here again the Socialists had calculated accurately on the
psychological effect.
Intimidation in workshops and in factories, in assembly halls and at mass
demonstrations, will always meet with success as long as it does not have to encounter
the same kind of terror in a stronger form.
Then of course the Party will raise a horrified outcry, yelling blue murder and
appealing to the authority of the State, which they have just repudiated. In doing this
their aim generally is to add to the general confusion, so that they may have a better
opportunity of reaching their own goal unobserved. Their idea is to find among the
higher government officials some bovine creature who, in the stupid hope that he may
win the good graces of these awe-inspiring opponents so that they may remember him
in case of future eventualities, will help them now to break all those who may oppose
this world pest.
The impression which such successful tactics make on the minds of the broad masses,
whether they be adherents or opponents, can be estimated only by one who knows the
popular mind, not from books but from practical life. For the successes which are thus
obtained are taken by the adherents of Social Democracy as a triumphant symbol of the
righteousness of their own cause; on the other hand the beaten opponent very often
loses faith in the effectiveness of any further resistance.
The more I understood the methods of physical intimidation that were employed, the
more sympathy I had for the multitude that had succumbed to it.
I am thankful now for the ordeal which I had to go through at that time; for it was the
means of bringing me to think kindly again of my own people, inasmuch as the
experience enabled me to distinguish between the false leaders and the victims who
have been led astray.
We must look upon the latter simply as victims. I have just now tried to depict a few
traits which express the mentality of those on the lowest rung of the social ladder; but
my picture would be disproportionate if I do not add that amid the social depths I still
found light; for I experienced a rare spirit of self-sacrifice and loyal comradeship among
those men, who demanded little from life and were content amid their modest
surroundings. This was true especially of the older generation of workmen. And
although these qualities were disappearing more and more in the younger generation,
owing to the all-pervading influence of the big city, yet among the younger generation
also there were many who were sound at the core and who were able to maintain
themselves uncontaminated amid the sordid surroundings of their everyday existence.
If these men, who in many cases meant well and were upright in themselves, gave the
support to the political activities carried on by the common enemies of our people, that
was because those decent workpeople did not and could not grasp the downright
infamy of the doctrine taught by the socialist agitators. Furthermore, it was because no
other section of the community bothered itself about the lot of the working classes.
Finally, the social conditions became such that men who otherwise would have acted
differently were forced to submit to them, even though unwillingly at first. A day came
when poverty gained the upper hand and drove those workmen into the Social
Democratic ranks.
On innumerable occasions the bourgeoisie took a definite stand against even the most
legitimate human demands of the working classes. That conduct was ill-judged and
indeed immoral and could bring no gain whatsoever to the bourgeois class. The result
was that the honest workman abandoned the original concept of the trades union
organization and was dragged into politics.
There were millions and millions of workmen who began by being hostile to the Social
Democratic Party; but their defences were repeatedly stormed and finally they had to
surrender. Yet this defeat was due to the stupidity of the bourgeois parties, who had
opposed every social demand put forward by the working class. The short-sighted
refusal to make an effort towards improving labour conditions, the refusal to adopt
measures which would insure the workman in case of accidents in the factories, the
refusal to forbid child labour, the refusal to consider protective measures for female
workers, especially expectant mothers--all this was of assistance to the Social
Democratic leaders, who were thankful for every opportunity which they could exploit
for forcing the masses into their net. Our bourgeois parties can never repair the damage
that resulted from the mistake they then made. For they sowed the seeds of hatred
when they opposed all efforts at social reform. And thus they gave, at least, apparent
grounds to justify the claim put forward by the Social Democrats--namely, that they
alone stand up for the interests of the working class.
And this became the principal ground for the moral justification of the actual existence
of the Trades Unions, so that the labour organization became from that time onwards
the chief political recruiting ground to swell the ranks of the Social Democratic Party.
While thus studying the social conditions around me I was forced, whether I liked it or
not, to decide on the attitude I should take towards the Trades Unions. Because I looked
upon them as inseparable from the Social Democratic Party, my decision was hasty--
and mistaken. I repudiated them as a matter of course. But on this essential question
also Fate intervened and gave me a lesson, with the result that I changed the opinion
which I had first formed.
When I was twenty years old I had learned to distinguish between the Trades Union as
a means of defending the social rights of the employees and fighting for better living
conditions for them and, on the other hand, the Trades Union as a political instrument
used by the Party in the class struggle.
The Social Democrats understood the enormous importance of the Trades Union
movement. They appropriated it as an instrument and used it with success, while the
bourgeois parties failed to understand it and thus lost their political prestige. They
thought that their own arrogant VETO would arrest the logical development of the
movement and force it into an illogical position. But it is absurd and also untrue to say
that the Trades Union movement is in itself hostile to the nation. The opposite is the
more correct view. If the activities of the Trades Union are directed towards improving
the condition of a class, and succeed in doing so, such activities are not against the
Fatherland or the State but are, in the truest sense of the word, national. In that way the
trades union organization helps to create the social conditions which are indispensable
in a general system of national education. It deserves high recognition when it destroys
the psychological and physical germs of social disease and thus fosters the general
welfare of the nation.
It is superfluous to ask whether the Trades Union is indispensable.
So long as there are employers who attack social understanding and have wrong ideas
of justice and fair play it is not only the right but also the duty of their employees--who
are, after all, an integral part of our people--to protect the general interests against the
greed and unreason of the individual. For to safeguard the loyalty and confidence of the
people is as much in the interests of the nation as to safeguard public health.
Both are seriously menaced by dishonourable employers who are not conscious of their
duty as members of the national community. Their personal avidity or irresponsibility
sows the seeds of future trouble. To eliminate the causes of such a development is an
action that surely deserves well of the country.
It must not be answered here that the individual workman is free at any time to escape
from the consequences of an injustice which he has actually suffered at the hands of an
employer, or which he thinks he has suffered--in other words, he can leave. No. That
argument is only a ruse to detract attention from the question at issue. Is it, or is it not,
in the interests of the nation to remove the causes of social unrest? If it is, then the fight
must be carried on with the only weapons that promise success. But the individual
workman is never in a position to stand up against the might of the big employer; for
the question here is not one that concerns the triumph of right. If in such a relation right
had been recognized as the guiding principle, then the conflict could not have arisen at
all. But here it is a question of who is the stronger. If the case were otherwise, the
sentiment of justice alone would solve the dispute in an honourable way; or, to put the
case more correctly, matters would not have come to such a dispute at all.
No. If unsocial and dishonourable treatment of men provokes resistance, then the
stronger party can impose its decision in the conflict until the constitutional legislative
authorities do away with the evil through legislation. Therefore it is evident that if the
individual workman is to have any chance at all of winning through in the struggle he
must be grouped with his fellow workmen and present a united front before the
individual employer, who incorporates in his own person the massed strength of the
vested interests in the industrial or commercial undertaking which he conducts.
Thus the trades unions can hope to inculcate and strengthen a sense of social
responsibility in workaday life and open the road to practical results. In doing this they
tend to remove those causes of friction which are a continual source of discontent and
complaint.
Blame for the fact that the trades unions do not fulfil this much-desired function must
be laid at the doors of those who barred the road to legislative social reform, or
rendered such a reform ineffective by sabotaging it through their political influence.
The political bourgeoisie failed to understand--or, rather, they did not wish to
understand--the importance of the trades union movement. The Social Democrats
accordingly seized the advantage offered them by this mistaken policy and took the
labour movement under their exclusive protection, without any protest from the other
side. In this way they established for themselves a solid bulwark behind which they
could safely retire whenever the struggle assumed a critical aspect. Thus the genuine
purpose of the movement gradually fell into oblivion, and was replaced by new
objectives. For the Social Democrats never troubled themselves to respect and uphold
the original purpose for which the trade unionist movement was founded. They simply
took over the Movement, lock, stock and barrel, to serve their own political ends.
Within a few decades the Trades Union Movement was transformed, by the expert
hand of Social Democracy, from an instrument which had been originally fashioned for
the defence of human rights into an instrument for the destruction of the national
economic structure. The interests of the working class were not allowed for a moment
to cross the path of this purpose; for in politics the application of economic pressure is
always possible if the one side be sufficiently unscrupulous and the other sufficiently
inert and docile. In this case both conditions were fulfilled.
By the beginning of the present century the Trades Unionist Movement had already
ceased to recognize the purpose for which it had been founded. From year to year it fell
more and more under the political control of the Social Democrats, until it finally came
to be used as a battering-ram in the class struggle. The plan was to shatter, by means of
constantly repeated blows, the economic edifice in the building of which so much time
and care had been expended. Once this objective had been reached, the destruction of
the State would become a matter of course, because the State would already have been
deprived of its economic foundations. Attention to the real interests of the workingclasses,
on the part of the Social Democrats, steadily decreased until the cunning leaders
saw that it would be in their immediate political interests if the social and cultural
demands of the broad masses remained unheeded; for there was a danger that if these
masses once felt content they could no longer be employed as mere passive material in
the political struggle.
The gloomy prospect which presented itself to the eyes of the CONDOTTIERI of the
class warfare, if the discontent of the masses were no longer available as a war weapon,
created so much anxiety among them that they suppressed and opposed even the most
elementary measures of social reform. And conditions were such that those leaders did
not have to trouble about attempting to justify such an illogical policy.
As the masses were taught to increase and heighten their demands the possibility of
satisfying them dwindled and whatever ameliorative measures were taken became less
and less significant; so that it was at that time possible to persuade the masses that this
ridiculous measure in which the most sacred claims of the working-classes were being
granted represented a diabolical plan to weaken their fighting power in this easy way
and, if possible, to paralyse it. One will not be astonished at the success of these
allegations if one remembers what a small measure of thinking power the broad masses
possess.
In the bourgeois camp there was high indignation over the bad faith of the Social
Democratic tactics; but nothing was done to draw a practical conclusion and organize a
counter attack from the bourgeois side. The fear of the Social Democrats, to improve the
miserable conditions of the working-classes ought to have induced the bourgeois
parties to make the most energetic efforts in this direction and thus snatch from the
hands of the class-warfare leaders their most important weapon; but nothing of this
kind happened.
Instead of attacking the position of their adversaries the bourgeoisie allowed itself to be
pressed and harried. Finally it adopted means that were so tardy and so insignificant
that they were ineffective and were repudiated. So the whole situation remained just as
it had been before the bourgeois intervention; but the discontent had thereby become
more serious.
Like a threatening storm, the 'Free Trades Union' hovered above the political horizon
and above the life of each individual. It was one of the most frightful instruments of
terror that threatened the security and independence of the national economic structure,
the foundations of the State and the liberty of the individual. Above all, it was the 'Free
Trades Union' that turned democracy into a ridiculous and scorned phrase, insulted the
ideal of liberty and stigmatized that of fraternity with the slogan 'If you will not become
our comrade we shall crack your skull'.
It was thus that I then came to know this friend of humanity. During the years that
followed my knowledge of it became wider and deeper; but I have never changed
anything in that regard.
The more I became acquainted with the external forms of Social Democracy, the greater
became my desire to understand the inner nature of its doctrines.
For this purpose the official literature of the Party could not help very much. In
discussing economic questions its statements were false and its proofs unsound. In
treating of political aims its attitude was insincere. Furthermore, its modern methods of
chicanery in the presentation of its arguments were profoundly repugnant to me. Its
flamboyant sentences, its obscure and incomprehensible phrases, pretended to contain
great thoughts, but they were devoid of thought, and meaningless. One would have to
be a decadent Bohemian in one of our modern cities in order to feel at home in that
labyrinth of mental aberration, so that he might discover 'intimate experiences' amid the
stinking fumes of this literary Dadism. These writers were obviously counting on the
proverbial humility of a certain section of our people, who believe that a person who is
incomprehensible must be profoundly wise.
In confronting the theoretical falsity and absurdity of that doctrine with the reality of its
external manifestations, I gradually came to have a clear idea of the ends at which it
aimed.
During such moments I had dark presentiments and feared something evil. I had before
me a teaching inspired by egoism and hatred, mathematically calculated to win its
victory, but the triumph of which would be a mortal blow to humanity.
Meanwhile I had discovered the relations existing between this destructive teaching
and the specific character of a people, who up to that time had been to me almost
unknown.
Knowledge of the Jews is the only key whereby one may understand the inner nature
and therefore the real aims of Social Democracy.
The man who has come to know this race has succeeded in removing from his eyes the
veil through which he had seen the aims and meaning of his Party in a false light; and
then, out of the murk and fog of social phrases rises the grimacing figure of Marxism.
To-day it is hard and almost impossible for me to say when the word 'Jew' first began to
raise any particular thought in my mind. I do not remember even having heard the
word at home during my father's lifetime. If this name were mentioned in a derogatory
sense I think the old gentleman would just have considered those who used it in this
way as being uneducated reactionaries. In the course of his career he had come to be
more or less a cosmopolitan, with strong views on nationalism, which had its effect on
me as well. In school, too, I found no reason to alter the picture of things I had formed
at home.
At the REALSCHULE I knew one Jewish boy. We were all on our guard in our relations
with him, but only because his reticence and certain actions of his warned us to be
discreet. Beyond that my companions and myself formed no particular opinions in
regard to him.
It was not until I was fourteen or fifteen years old that I frequently ran up against the
word 'Jew', partly in connection with political controversies. These references aroused a
slight aversion in me, and I could not avoid an uncomfortable feeling which always
came over me when I had to listen to religious disputes. But at that time I had no other
feelings about the Jewish question.
There were very few Jews in Linz. In the course of centuries the Jews who lived there
had become Europeanized in external appearance and were so much like other human
beings that I even looked upon them as Germans. The reason why I did not then
perceive the absurdity of such an illusion was that the only external mark which I
recognized as distinguishing them from us was the practice of their strange religion. As
I thought that they were persecuted on account of their Faith my aversion to hearing
remarks against them grew almost into a feeling of abhorrence. I did not in the least
suspect that there could be such a thing as a systematic anti-Semitism.
Then I came to Vienna.
Confused by the mass of impressions I received from the architectural surroundings
and depressed by my own troubles, I did not at first distinguish between the different
social strata of which the population of that mammoth city was composed. Although
Vienna then had about two hundred thousand Jews among its population of two
millions, I did not notice them. During the first weeks of my sojourn my eyes and my
mind were unable to cope with the onrush of new ideas and values. Not until I
gradually settled down to my surroundings, and the confused picture began to grow
clearer, did I acquire a more discriminating view of my new world. And with that I
came up against the Jewish problem.
I will not say that the manner in which I first became acquainted with it was
particularly unpleasant for me. In the Jew I still saw only a man who was of a different
religion, and therefore, on grounds of human tolerance, I was against the idea that he
should be attacked because he had a different faith. And so I considered that the tone
adopted by the anti-Semitic Press in Vienna was unworthy of the cultural traditions of a
great people. The memory of certain events which happened in the middle ages came
into my mind, and I felt that I should not like to see them repeated. Generally speaking,
these anti-Semitic newspap
Potatisodlarn
Sat 21 Nov 2015 23:49
Nu vet jag vad jag skall ge Nova när hon fyller 4!
Alla småtjejer läser väl memoarerna av diktatorer nuförtiden? Det är väl sånt de läser när det är lästimme eller vad de har på dagis nuförtiden.
Det kan bli hennes godnattsaga för de kommande tretton åren eller hur lång tid det tar att läsa den.
"Och sen så började Farbror Hitler med sin plan att få det tyska folket att hata judarna genom att säga att alla Tysklands problem sedan kriget har berott på giriga judar och att de därför förtjänade att utplånas"
Alla småtjejer läser väl memoarerna av diktatorer nuförtiden? Det är väl sånt de läser när det är lästimme eller vad de har på dagis nuförtiden.
Det kan bli hennes godnattsaga för de kommande tretton åren eller hur lång tid det tar att läsa den.
"Och sen så började Farbror Hitler med sin plan att få det tyska folket att hata judarna genom att säga att alla Tysklands problem sedan kriget har berott på giriga judar och att de därför förtjänade att utplånas"
Joacime
Tue 26 Jan 2016 22:27
För 8år sedan la jag in en bild på min födelsedag här år 2019. 3 years to go!!
Fearium
Wed 6 Apr 2016 13:59
dayviews är ganska dött... :( Saknar det faktiskt.
Vart hänger alla nu för tiden?
Vart hänger alla nu för tiden?
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Sat 17 Dec 2016 11:48
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Potatisodlarn
Sun 18 Dec 2016 01:49
Alla här borde följa mig på instagram. Jag postar helt ointressanta händelser från mitt liv och helt absurda och osammanhängande tankar om allting.
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Potatisodlarn
Wed 25 Jan 2017 13:37
Ja, en bil för 900.000kr stod högst upp på listan av saker att prioritera. Jag vill vara med och rädda miljön, jag vill inte åka runt i en bensinslukande best.
Joacime
Wed 25 Jan 2017 20:21
En riktig miljökämpe satsar allt! Nä men vad tyckte du om provturen? :)
LivingPixels
Tue 4 Jul 2017 21:24
OMG Dayviews dör, vilket betyder att tråden dör. Ska vi skapa en ny på Insta?
Samma namn på insta förövrigt ;)
Samma namn på insta förövrigt ;)
Potatisodlarn
Tue 4 Jul 2017 22:10
Bara den är på en riktigt gammal bild hos Rikard och han är omedeveten om vad som pågår.
Potatisodlarn
Tue 4 Jul 2017 22:11
Jag undrar om detta är bilden med flest kommentarer på hela DV. Isåfall så måste vi få in Rikard i rekordböckerna innan sidan raderas från internet.
MadeByMe
Tue 4 Jul 2017 22:26
"Du har aktiverat Premium HD och har 1526 dagar kvar av din prenumeration."
Vill fan ha tillbaka mina pengar!! :P
Vill fan ha tillbaka mina pengar!! :P
Potatisodlarn
Wed 5 Jul 2017 14:19
Min HD gick ut 2013 och sen så var det omöjligt att skaffa mer, Frågade nån gång under 2014 om de kunde ge mig några månader, eftersom de gav annat folk HD bara helt random, men de gjorde aldrig det ;_;_;_;_;_;
Tänk hur sidan hade sett ut idag om de hade gett folk ett alternativ annat än det som finns idag att köpa HD och andra tjänster.
Tänk hur sidan hade sett ut idag om de hade gett folk ett alternativ annat än det som finns idag att köpa HD och andra tjänster.
Joacime
Mon 10 Jul 2017 10:14
Jag väntar på pressmeddelandet från dayviews redaktion där de går ut med vinnaren av längsta kommentarstråd
Joacime
Mon 10 Jul 2017 10:18
Neeeeej, 2008 la jag upp en bild 11år fram i tiden, dvs på min 29.e födelsedag 2019. Bara 2år kvar och då ska de stänga ner skiten :/
Potatisodlarn
Fri 1 Sep 2017 13:33
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The hippie, the hippie,
To the hip, hip hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
Now, what you hear is not a test
I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet.
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow. But first, I gotta
Bang bang, the boogie to the boogie,
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie,
Let's rock, you don't stop,
Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock.
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you why.
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm tons of fun
When I dress to a T,
You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali
And I dress so viciously.
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack,
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sun-roofed Cadillac.
So after school I take a dip in the pool,
Which is really on the wall,
I got a colour TV, so I can see
The Knicks play basketball. Hear me talk about
Checkbooks, credit cards, mo' money
Than a sucker could ever spend,
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again. Everybody go
Ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today? (say what?)
'Cause I'm a get a fly girl,
Gonna get some spank and drive off in a def OJ. Everybody go
Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn,
Say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend.
Master Gee! My mellow!
It's on to you, so what you gonna do?
Well, it's on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn.
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be.
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows,
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
You start poppin' your fingers and stompin' your feet
And movin' your body while while you're sitting in your seat
And then damn! Ya start doin' the freak, I said
Damn! Right outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air,
Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derrière
Ya rockin' to the beat without a care,
With the sureshot MCs for the affair.
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same.
I got a little face, and a pair of brown eyes
All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop,
Don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride,
'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your behind
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn.
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
Rock rock, y'all, throw it on the floor
I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there,
I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere.
'Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll shock your mind
I'll put TNT in your behind.
I said one, two, three, four
Come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme what you got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four,
Tell me, Wonder Mike, what are you waiting for?
I said a hip hop,
The hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie,
Say up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
A Skiddleebebop, we rock, scooby doo,
And guess what, America, we love you
'Cause you rocked and a rolled with so much soul,
You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old.
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast,
But we're like hot butter on your breakfast toast
Rock it up, Baby Bubba!
Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie
To the beat, beat, it's so unique
Come on everybody and dance to the beat!
[Drum break]
A hip hop
The hippie to the hippie the
Hip hip a hop and you don't stop, rock it
Rock it out, Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang
The boogie to the boogie, the beat.
I said, I can't wait 'til the end of the week
When I'm rappin' to the rhythm of a groovy beat
And I attempt to raise your body heat.
Just blow your mind, so you can't speak
And do a thing but a-rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called the freak
And when you finally do come into your rhythmic beat,
Rest a little while so you don't get weak.
I know a man named Hank
He has more rhymes than a serious bank
So come on, Hank, sing that song,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the bang bang da bong!
Well, I'm Imp the Dimp,
The ladies' pimp,
The women fight for my delight.
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside, into the front,
You do the freak, spank, and do the bump
And when the sucker MC try to prove a point,
We're a treacherous trio, we're the serious joint!
From sun to sun and from day to day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
I've created a devastating masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist,
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well, I was coming home late one afternoon
A reporter stopped me for an interview
She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables
That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntable
This young reporter I did adore,
So I rocked some vicious rhymes like I never did before
She said, "Damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you.
The Casanova legend must have been true."
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane.
And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can,
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman."
I said, "He's a fairy, I do suppose
Flyin' through the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy, or even cute,
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit,"
I said, "You need a man man who's got finesse
And his whole name across his chest.
He may be able to fly all through the night,
But can he rock a party 'til the early light?
He can't satisfy you with his little worm,
But I can bust you out with my super sperm!"
I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it.
And I'm here and I'm there,
I'm Big Ban Hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party hardy like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a tick tock, y'all, you don't stop!
Go ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today?
Say what?
I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank, drive off in a def OJ,
Everybody go, "Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn."
You say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
I say skip, dive, what can I say?
I can't fit 'em all inside my OJ,
So I just tak half, and bust 'em out,
I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
It was twelve o'clock one Friday night
I was rockin' to the beat and feelin' all right
Everybody was dancin' on the floor
Doin' all the things they never did before
And then this fly, fly girl with a sexy lean
She came into the bar, she came into the scene
She travelled deeper inside the room
All the fellas checked out her white Sassoons
She came up to the table, looked into my eyes
Then she turned around and shook her behind
So I said to myself, it's time for me to release
My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece
And now people in the house, this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo
Now the group you hear is called Phase Two
And let me tell you somethin', we're a helluva crew
Once a week, we're on the street
Just to cut in the jams and look at your feet
For you to party, you gotta have the moves,
So we'll get right down and get you a groove
For you to dance, you got to be hot
So we'll get right down and make you rock
Now the system's on and the girls are there
You definitely have a rockin' affair
But let me tell you somethin', there's still one fact
And to have a party, you got to have a rap
So when the party's over, you're makin' it home,
And tryin' to sleep before the break of dawn
And while you're sleepin', you start to dream,
And thinkin' how you danced on the disco scene
My name appears in your mind,
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase Two just doin' a do
Rockin' you down 'cause you knew we could
To the rhythm of the beat that makes you freak,
Come alive girls, get on your feet
To the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that makes you freak
To the rhythm of the beat that says you go on
On'n'on into the break of dawn
Now I got a man comin' on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!
I say a can of beer that's sweeter than honey,
Like a millionaire that has no money
Like a rainy day that is not wet,
Like a gamblin' fiend that does not bet
Like Dracula without his fangs,
Like the boogie to the boogie without the boogie bang
Like collard greens that don't taste good,
Like a tree that's not made out of wood
Like goin' up and not comin' down,
Is just like the beat without the sound, no sound
To the beat beat, you do the freak
Everybody just rock and dance to the beat
Have you ever went over a friends house to eat
And the food just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed,
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite.
He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!"
So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate
And your friend says, "Man, there's plenty of food."
So you pile some more on your plate
While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'
Of the moment that it's time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin'
Into something that looks like cheese
Oh so you say, "That's it, I gotta leave this place.
I don't care what these people think.
I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks."
So you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle of Kaopectate
And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been
And he says, "I understand about the food,
Baby Bubba, but we're still friends."
With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, a you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat
I said, "Hank, can ya rock?
Can ya rock to the rhythm that just don't stop?
Can ya hip me to the shoobie doo?"
I said, "Come on, make, make the people move!"
I go to the halls and then ring the bell
Because I am the man with the clientèle
And if ya ask me why I rock so well,
A Big Bang, I got clientèle
And from the time I was only six years old
I never forgot what I was told
It was the best advice I ever had
It came from my wise and dear old dad
He said, "Sit down, punk, I wanna talk to you.
And don't say a word until I'm through.
Now there's a time to laugh, a time to cry.
A time to live and a time to die.
A time to break and a time to chill.
To act civilized or act real ill.
But whatever you do in your lifetime
You never let an MC steal your rhyme."
So from six to six 'til this very day
I'll always remember what he had to say
So when the sucker MCs try to chump my style
I let them know that I'm versatile
I got style, finesse, and a little black book
That's filled with rhymes and I know you wanna look
But the thing that separates you from me
And that is called originality
Because my rhymes are on from what you heard
I didn't even bite, not a go---word
And I say a little more, later on tonight
So the sucker MCs can bite all night
A tick a tock, y'all, a beat beat, y'all
A let's rock, y'all, you don't stop
Ya go, "Ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today?"
Say what?
Ya say, "I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and
Drive off in a def OJ."
Everybody go, "Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn."
Ya say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friends
A like that, y'all, to the beat, y'all
Beat beat y'all, ya don't stop!
A Master Gee, my mellow
It's on to you so what you gonna do?
Well, like Johnny Carson on the Late Show
A like Frankie Crocker in stereo
Well, like the Barkay's singin' "Holy Ghost"
The sounds to throw down, they're played the most
It's like my man Captain Sky
Whose name he earned with his super sperm
We rock and we don't stop
Get off, y'all, I'm here to give you what you got
To the beat that it makes you freak
And come alive, girl, get on your feet
A like a Perry Mason without a case
Like Farrah Fawcett without her face
Like the Barkays on the mic
Like gettin' down right for you tonight
Like movin' your body so you don't know how
Right to the rhythm and throw down
Like comin' alive to the Master Gee
The brother who rocks so viciously
I said the age of one, my life begun
At the age of two I was doin' the do
At the age of three, it was you and me
Rockin' to the sounds of the Master Gee
At the age of four, I was on the floor
Givin' all the freaks what they bargained for
At the age of five I didn't take no jive
With the Master Gee it's all the way live
At the age of six I was a-pickin' up sticks
Rappin' to the beat, my stick was fixed
At the age of seven, I was rockin' in heaven
Don't you know I went off
I gotta run on down to the beat you see
Gettin' right on down, makin' all the girls
Just take off their clothes to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that makes you freak
At the age of eight, I was really great
'Cause every night, you see, I had a date
At the age of nine, I was right on time
'Cause every night I had a party rhyme
Going on'n'n'on'n' on on'n'on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
A sayin' on'n'n'on'n' on on'n'on
Like a hot buttered de pop pop de popcorn...
The hippie, the hippie,
To the hip, hip hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie, say, up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
Now, what you hear is not a test
I'm rappin' to the beat,
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet.
See, I am Wonder Mike, and I'd like to say hello,
To the black, to the white, the red and the brown,
The purple and yellow. But first, I gotta
Bang bang, the boogie to the boogie,
Say up jump the boogie to the bang bang boogie,
Let's rock, you don't stop,
Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock.
Well so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along,
And the next on the mic is my man Hank,
C'mon, Hank, sing that song!
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you why.
You see, I'm six foot one, and I'm tons of fun
When I dress to a T,
You see, I got more clothes than Muhammad Ali
And I dress so viciously.
I got bodyguards, I got two big cars
That definitely ain't the wack,
I got a Lincoln Continental and a sun-roofed Cadillac.
So after school I take a dip in the pool,
Which is really on the wall,
I got a colour TV, so I can see
The Knicks play basketball. Hear me talk about
Checkbooks, credit cards, mo' money
Than a sucker could ever spend,
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again. Everybody go
Ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today? (say what?)
'Cause I'm a get a fly girl,
Gonna get some spank and drive off in a def OJ. Everybody go
Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn,
Say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend.
Master Gee! My mellow!
It's on to you, so what you gonna do?
Well, it's on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn.
I said M-A-S, T-E-R, a G with a double E,
I said I go by the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee.
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls.
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there ever could be.
Now I'm feelin' the highs and you're feelin' the lows,
The beat starts gettin' into your toes
You start poppin' your fingers and stompin' your feet
And movin' your body while while you're sitting in your seat
And then damn! Ya start doin' the freak, I said
Damn! Right outta your seat
Then you throw your hands high in the air,
Ya rockin' to the rhythm, shake your derrière
Ya rockin' to the beat without a care,
With the sureshot MCs for the affair.
Now, I'm not as tall as the rest of the gang
But I rap to the beat just the same.
I got a little face, and a pair of brown eyes
All I'm here to do, ladies, is hypnotize
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop,
Don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme what you got
I guess by now you can take a hunch
And find that I am the baby of the bunch
But that's okay, I still keep in stride,
'Cause all I'm here to do is just wiggle your behind
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn.
Singin' on'n'n'on'n'on on'n'on,
Rock rock, y'all, throw it on the floor
I'm gonna freak you here, I'm gonna freak you there,
I'm gonna move you outta this atmosphere.
'Cause I'm one of a kind and I'll shock your mind
I'll put TNT in your behind.
I said one, two, three, four
Come on, girls, get on the floor
A-come alive, y'all, a-gimme what you got
'Cause I'm guaranteed to make you rock
I said one, two, three, four,
Tell me, Wonder Mike, what are you waiting for?
I said a hip hop,
The hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, and you don't stop, a rock it
To the bang bang boogie,
Say up jump the boogie,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the beat.
A Skiddleebebop, we rock, scooby doo,
And guess what, America, we love you
'Cause you rocked and a rolled with so much soul,
You could rock 'til a hundred and one years old.
I don't mean to brag, I don't mean to boast,
But we're like hot butter on your breakfast toast
Rock it up, Baby Bubba!
Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang da boogie
To the beat, beat, it's so unique
Come on everybody and dance to the beat!
[Drum break]
A hip hop
The hippie to the hippie the
Hip hip a hop and you don't stop, rock it
Rock it out, Baby Bubba to the boogie da bang bang
The boogie to the boogie, the beat.
I said, I can't wait 'til the end of the week
When I'm rappin' to the rhythm of a groovy beat
And I attempt to raise your body heat.
Just blow your mind, so you can't speak
And do a thing but a-rock and shuffle your feet
And let it change up to a dance called the freak
And when you finally do come into your rhythmic beat,
Rest a little while so you don't get weak.
I know a man named Hank
He has more rhymes than a serious bank
So come on, Hank, sing that song,
To the rhythm of the boogie, the bang bang da bong!
Well, I'm Imp the Dimp,
The ladies' pimp,
The women fight for my delight.
But I'm the grandmaster with the three MCs
That shock the house for the young ladies
And when you come inside, into the front,
You do the freak, spank, and do the bump
And when the sucker MC try to prove a point,
We're a treacherous trio, we're the serious joint!
From sun to sun and from day to day
I sit down and write a brand new rhyme
Because they say that miracles never cease
I've created a devastating masterpiece
I'm gonna rock the mic 'til you can't resist,
Everybody, I say it goes like this
Well, I was coming home late one afternoon
A reporter stopped me for an interview
She said she's heard stories and she's heard fables
That I'm vicious on the mic and the turntable
This young reporter I did adore,
So I rocked some vicious rhymes like I never did before
She said, "Damn, fly guy, I'm in love with you.
The Casanova legend must have been true."
I said, "By the way, baby, what's your name?"
Said, "I go by name of Lois Lane.
And you could be my boyfriend, you surely can,
Just let me quit my boyfriend called Superman."
I said, "He's a fairy, I do suppose
Flyin' through the air in pantyhose
He may be very sexy, or even cute,
But he looks like a sucker in a blue and red suit,"
I said, "You need a man man who's got finesse
And his whole name across his chest.
He may be able to fly all through the night,
But can he rock a party 'til the early light?
He can't satisfy you with his little worm,
But I can bust you out with my super sperm!"
I go do it, I go do it, I go do it, do it, do it.
And I'm here and I'm there,
I'm Big Ban Hank, I'm everywhere
Just throw your hands up in the air
And party hardy like you just don't care
Let's do it, don't stop, y'all, a tick tock, y'all, you don't stop!
Go ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today?
Say what?
I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank, drive off in a def OJ,
Everybody go, "Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn."
You say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friend
I say skip, dive, what can I say?
I can't fit 'em all inside my OJ,
So I just tak half, and bust 'em out,
I give the rest to Master Gee so he can shock the house
It was twelve o'clock one Friday night
I was rockin' to the beat and feelin' all right
Everybody was dancin' on the floor
Doin' all the things they never did before
And then this fly, fly girl with a sexy lean
She came into the bar, she came into the scene
She travelled deeper inside the room
All the fellas checked out her white Sassoons
She came up to the table, looked into my eyes
Then she turned around and shook her behind
So I said to myself, it's time for me to release
My vicious rhyme I call my masterpiece
And now people in the house, this is just for you
A little rap to make you boogaloo
Now the group you hear is called Phase Two
And let me tell you somethin', we're a helluva crew
Once a week, we're on the street
Just to cut in the jams and look at your feet
For you to party, you gotta have the moves,
So we'll get right down and get you a groove
For you to dance, you got to be hot
So we'll get right down and make you rock
Now the system's on and the girls are there
You definitely have a rockin' affair
But let me tell you somethin', there's still one fact
And to have a party, you got to have a rap
So when the party's over, you're makin' it home,
And tryin' to sleep before the break of dawn
And while you're sleepin', you start to dream,
And thinkin' how you danced on the disco scene
My name appears in your mind,
Yeah, a name you know that was right on time
It was Phase Two just doin' a do
Rockin' you down 'cause you knew we could
To the rhythm of the beat that makes you freak,
Come alive girls, get on your feet
To the rhythm of the beat to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that makes you freak
To the rhythm of the beat that says you go on
On'n'on into the break of dawn
Now I got a man comin' on right now
He's guaranteed to throw down
He goes by the name of Wonder Mike
Come on, Wonder Mike, do what you like!
I say a can of beer that's sweeter than honey,
Like a millionaire that has no money
Like a rainy day that is not wet,
Like a gamblin' fiend that does not bet
Like Dracula without his fangs,
Like the boogie to the boogie without the boogie bang
Like collard greens that don't taste good,
Like a tree that's not made out of wood
Like goin' up and not comin' down,
Is just like the beat without the sound, no sound
To the beat beat, you do the freak
Everybody just rock and dance to the beat
Have you ever went over a friends house to eat
And the food just ain't no good?
I mean the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed,
And the chicken tastes like wood
So you try to play it off like you think you can
By saying that you're full
And then your friend says, "Mama, he's just being polite.
He ain't finished, uh-uh, that's bull!"
So your heart starts pumpin' and you think of a lie
And you say that you already ate
And your friend says, "Man, there's plenty of food."
So you pile some more on your plate
While the stinky food's steamin', your mind starts to dreamin'
Of the moment that it's time to leave
And then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rottin'
Into something that looks like cheese
Oh so you say, "That's it, I gotta leave this place.
I don't care what these people think.
I'm just sittin' here makin' myself nauseous
With this ugly food that stinks."
So you bust out the door while it's still closed
Still sick from the food you ate
And then you run to the store for quick relief
From a bottle of Kaopectate
And then you call your friend two weeks later
To see how he has been
And he says, "I understand about the food,
Baby Bubba, but we're still friends."
With a hip hop the hippie to the hippie
The hip hip a hop, a you don't stop the rockin'
To the bang bang boogie
Say up jump the boogie to the rhythm of the boogie the beat
I said, "Hank, can ya rock?
Can ya rock to the rhythm that just don't stop?
Can ya hip me to the shoobie doo?"
I said, "Come on, make, make the people move!"
I go to the halls and then ring the bell
Because I am the man with the clientèle
And if ya ask me why I rock so well,
A Big Bang, I got clientèle
And from the time I was only six years old
I never forgot what I was told
It was the best advice I ever had
It came from my wise and dear old dad
He said, "Sit down, punk, I wanna talk to you.
And don't say a word until I'm through.
Now there's a time to laugh, a time to cry.
A time to live and a time to die.
A time to break and a time to chill.
To act civilized or act real ill.
But whatever you do in your lifetime
You never let an MC steal your rhyme."
So from six to six 'til this very day
I'll always remember what he had to say
So when the sucker MCs try to chump my style
I let them know that I'm versatile
I got style, finesse, and a little black book
That's filled with rhymes and I know you wanna look
But the thing that separates you from me
And that is called originality
Because my rhymes are on from what you heard
I didn't even bite, not a go---word
And I say a little more, later on tonight
So the sucker MCs can bite all night
A tick a tock, y'all, a beat beat, y'all
A let's rock, y'all, you don't stop
Ya go, "Ho-tel, mo-tel, what you gonna do today?"
Say what?
Ya say, "I'm gonna get a fly girl, gonna get some spank and
Drive off in a def OJ."
Everybody go, "Ho-tel, mo-tel, Holiday Inn."
Ya say if your girl starts actin' up, then you take her friends
A like that, y'all, to the beat, y'all
Beat beat y'all, ya don't stop!
A Master Gee, my mellow
It's on to you so what you gonna do?
Well, like Johnny Carson on the Late Show
A like Frankie Crocker in stereo
Well, like the Barkay's singin' "Holy Ghost"
The sounds to throw down, they're played the most
It's like my man Captain Sky
Whose name he earned with his super sperm
We rock and we don't stop
Get off, y'all, I'm here to give you what you got
To the beat that it makes you freak
And come alive, girl, get on your feet
A like a Perry Mason without a case
Like Farrah Fawcett without her face
Like the Barkays on the mic
Like gettin' down right for you tonight
Like movin' your body so you don't know how
Right to the rhythm and throw down
Like comin' alive to the Master Gee
The brother who rocks so viciously
I said the age of one, my life begun
At the age of two I was doin' the do
At the age of three, it was you and me
Rockin' to the sounds of the Master Gee
At the age of four, I was on the floor
Givin' all the freaks what they bargained for
At the age of five I didn't take no jive
With the Master Gee it's all the way live
At the age of six I was a-pickin' up sticks
Rappin' to the beat, my stick was fixed
At the age of seven, I was rockin' in heaven
Don't you know I went off
I gotta run on down to the beat you see
Gettin' right on down, makin' all the girls
Just take off their clothes to the beat the beat
To the double beat beat that makes you freak
At the age of eight, I was really great
'Cause every night, you see, I had a date
At the age of nine, I was right on time
'Cause every night I had a party rhyme
Going on'n'n'on'n' on on'n'on
The beat don't stop until the break of dawn
A sayin' on'n'n'on'n' on on'n'on
Like a hot buttered de pop pop de popcorn...
Fearium
Fri 1 Sep 2017 13:37
Look, I was gonna go easy on you not to hurt your feelings
But I'm only going to get this one chance
(Six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it
(Six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got
Like something's about to happen
But I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble
Big trouble. And if he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances
You are just what the doc ordered
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me rap-bot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinski feeling on his nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with)
This flippity, dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match
With this rappity-rap
Packing a mack in the back of the Ac
backpack rap, crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
and at the exact same time
I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic
I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop "F" bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period
Here's a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece yeah
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap
Immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the Earth like an asteroid
Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (PPEEYOOM)
MCs get taken to school with this music
'Cause I use it as a vehicle to 'bust a rhyme'
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A., Cube, hey, Doc, Ren
Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Blow up and be in a position
To meet Run-D.M.C. and induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame even though I walk in the church
And burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all a game
'Til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and
Tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?
Little gay-looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a 'straight' face, looking boy
You're witnessing a mass-occur like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay
That's all they say, looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what d'you say, looking boy?
I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never asked nobody for shit
Get outta my face, looking boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
of keeping up with the same pace, looking boy, 'cause
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin
You rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading
Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead
But I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
I'm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself
In the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me
My honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize
What I do though for good
At least once in a while so I wanna make sure
Somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to
Maybe try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground
But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes
But sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to
Censor you like that one line I said
On "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
One when I tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line
Add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now
That I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel
With fucking cornrows
You write normal? Fuck being normal
And I just bought a new ray gun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya
Like when Fabulous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag
At Mayweather's pad singin' to a man
While he play piano
Man, oh man, that was the 24/7 special
On the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you"
Lyrics coming at you with supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, summa lumma dooma lumma you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is
Ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
You make elevator music
"Oh, he's too mainstream."
Well, that's what they do
When they get jealous, they confuse it
"It's not hip-hop, it's pop."
'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
"I don't know how to make songs like that.
I don't know what words to use."
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice,
your songs you could sacrifice virgins to
Unghh, school flunky, pill junky
But look at the accolades these skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
When I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk. So, Satan, take the fucking wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boyz
Still "Chunky, but Funky"
But in my head there's something
I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and
Here's what they want from me
They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it
Life's handing you lemons
Make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women
How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and
Don't be a retard, be a king?
Think not
Why be a king when you can be a God?
But I'm only going to get this one chance
(Six minutes, six minutes)
Something's wrong, I can feel it
(Six minutes, six minutes, Slim Shady, you're on)
Just a feeling I've got
Like something's about to happen
But I don't know what
If that means, what I think it means, we're in trouble
Big trouble. And if he is as bananas as you say
I'm not taking any chances
You are just what the doc ordered
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
They said I rap like a robot, so call me rap-bot
But for me to rap like a computer must be in my genes
I got a laptop in my back pocket
My pen'll go off when I half-cock it
Got a fat knot from that rap profit
Made a living and a killing off it
Ever since Bill Clinton was still in office
With Monica Lewinski feeling on his nutsack
I'm an MC still as honest
But as rude and as indecent as all hell
Syllables, skill-a-holic (Kill 'em all with)
This flippity, dippity-hippity hip-hop
You don't really wanna get into a pissing match
With this rappity-rap
Packing a mack in the back of the Ac
backpack rap, crap, yap-yap, yackety-yack
and at the exact same time
I attempt these lyrical acrobat stunts while I'm practicing that
I'll still be able to break a motherfuckin' table
Over the back of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic
I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop "F" bombs
Feel my wrath of attack
Rappers are having a rough time period
Here's a maxi pad
It's actually disastrously bad
For the wack while I'm masterfully constructing this masterpiece yeah
'Cause I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
Now who thinks their arms are long enough to slap box, slap box?
Let me show you maintaining this shit ain't that hard, that hard
Everybody want the key and the secret to rap
Immortality like I have got
Well, to be truthful the blueprint's
Simply rage and youthful exuberance
Everybody loves to root for a nuisance
Hit the Earth like an asteroid
Did nothing but shoot for the moon since (PPEEYOOM)
MCs get taken to school with this music
'Cause I use it as a vehicle to 'bust a rhyme'
Now I lead a new school full of students
Me? I'm a product of Rakim
Lakim Shabazz, 2Pac, N.W.A., Cube, hey, Doc, Ren
Yella, Eazy, thank you, they got Slim
Inspired enough to one day grow up
Blow up and be in a position
To meet Run-D.M.C. and induct them
Into the motherfuckin' Rock n'
Roll Hall of Fame even though I walk in the church
And burst in a ball of flames
Only Hall of Fame I'll be inducted in is the alcohol of fame
On the wall of shame
You fags think it's all a game
'Til I walk a flock of flames
Off a plank and
Tell me what in the fuck are you thinking?
Little gay-looking boy
So gay I can barely say it with a 'straight' face, looking boy
You're witnessing a mass-occur like you're watching a church gathering take place, looking boy
Oy vey, that boy's gay
That's all they say, looking boy
You get a thumbs up, pat on the back
And a "way to go" from your label every day, looking boy
Hey, looking boy, what d'you say, looking boy?
I get a "hell yeah" from Dre, looking boy
I'mma work for everything I have
Never asked nobody for shit
Get outta my face, looking boy
Basically boy you're never gonna be capable
of keeping up with the same pace, looking boy, 'cause
I'm beginning to feel like a Rap God, Rap God
All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod
The way I'm racing around the track, call me Nascar, Nascar
Dale Earnhardt of the trailer park, the White Trash God
Kneel before General Zod this planet's Krypton, no Asgard, Asgard
So you'll be Thor and I'll be Odin
You rodent, I'm omnipotent
Let off then I'm reloading
Immediately with these bombs I'm totin'
And I should not be woken
I'm the walking dead
But I'm just a talking head, a zombie floating
But I got your mom deep throating
I'm out my Ramen Noodle
We have nothing in common, poodle
I'm a Doberman, pinch yourself
In the arm and pay homage, pupil
It's me
My honesty's brutal
But it's honestly futile if I don't utilize
What I do though for good
At least once in a while so I wanna make sure
Somewhere in this chicken scratch I scribble and doodle
Enough rhymes to
Maybe try to help get some people through tough times
But I gotta keep a few punchlines
Just in case 'cause even you unsigned
Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime
I know there was a time where once I
Was king of the underground
But I still rap like I'm on my Pharoahe Monch grind
So I crunch rhymes
But sometimes when you combine
Appeal with the skin color of mine
You get too big and here they come trying to
Censor you like that one line I said
On "I'm Back" from the Mathers LP
One when I tried to say I'll take seven kids from Columbine
Put 'em all in a line
Add an AK-47, a revolver and a nine
See if I get away with it now
That I ain't as big as I was, but I'm
Morphin' into an immortal coming through the portal
You're stuck in a time warp from two thousand four though
And I don't know what the fuck that you rhyme for
You're pointless as Rapunzel
With fucking cornrows
You write normal? Fuck being normal
And I just bought a new ray gun from the future
Just to come and shoot ya
Like when Fabulous made Ray J mad
'Cause Fab said he looked like a fag
At Mayweather's pad singin' to a man
While he play piano
Man, oh man, that was the 24/7 special
On the cable channel
So Ray J went straight to the radio station the very next day
"Hey, Fab, I'mma kill you"
Lyrics coming at you with supersonic speed, (JJ Fad)
Uh, summa lumma dooma lumma you assuming I'm a human
What I gotta do to get it through to you? I'm superhuman
Innovative and I'm made of rubber, so that anything you say is
Ricocheting off of me and it'll glue to you
I'm devastating more than ever demonstrating
How to give a motherfuckin' audience a feeling like it's levitating
Never fading, and I know that haters are forever waiting
For the day that they can say I fell off, they'll be celebrating
'Cause I know the way to get 'em motivated
I make elevating music
You make elevator music
"Oh, he's too mainstream."
Well, that's what they do
When they get jealous, they confuse it
"It's not hip-hop, it's pop."
'Cause I found a hella way to fuse it
With rock, shock rap with Doc
Throw on "Lose Yourself" and make 'em lose it
"I don't know how to make songs like that.
I don't know what words to use."
Let me know when it occurs to you
While I'm ripping any one of these verses that versus you
It's curtains, I'm inadvertently hurtin' you
How many verses I gotta murder to
Prove that if you were half as nice,
your songs you could sacrifice virgins to
Unghh, school flunky, pill junky
But look at the accolades these skills brung me
Full of myself, but still hungry
I bully myself 'cause I make me do what I put my mind to
When I'm a million leagues above you
Ill when I speak in tongues
But it's still tongue-in-cheek, fuck you
I'm drunk. So, Satan, take the fucking wheel
I'm asleep in the front seat
Bumping Heavy D and the Boyz
Still "Chunky, but Funky"
But in my head there's something
I can feel tugging and struggling
Angels fight with devils and
Here's what they want from me
They're asking me to eliminate some of the women hate
But if you take into consideration the bitter hatred I had
Then you may be a little patient and more sympathetic to the situation
And understand the discrimination
But fuck it
Life's handing you lemons
Make lemonade then
But if I can't batter the women
How the fuck am I supposed to bake them a cake then?
Don't mistake him for Satan
It's a fatal mistake if you think I need to be overseas
And take a vacation to trip a broad
And make her fall on her face and
Don't be a retard, be a king?
Think not
Why be a king when you can be a God?
Potatisodlarn
Tue 9 Jan 2018 00:50
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Thu 12 Apr 2018 21:29
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Potatisodlarn
Wed 2 May 2018 10:58
Nä, vi försvann för längesedan, du ser bara liksom ekot från att vi har varit här, typ som att titta tillräckligt långt bak i rymden och se big bang hända. Det är vad som pågår här
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