does any one here know /b/
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"While /b/ is technically a sub-board of many chan imageboards, it is more commonly known as the asshole of the Internets. According to Faux News, they are also a secret underground network of evil hackers on steroids. It is populated by pedophiles, furries, otaku, wapanese, Azns, WoWfags, otherkin, Trent Reznor, probably Will Smith, and recently gentlemen. Also, God has been known to lurk /b/ for hopes of landing some hawt Baby Fuck. All these fags are called /b/tards. You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villany. thank god it is and for future reference, was over on 1/21/10 at 10am central. rest in peace, my friend
Everyone who was finally permabanned from Something Awful, found Ogrish too tame or are trying to latch onto the webwhore in-crowd call /b/ home. Pedophiles who have crawled out from not4chan come here to post and collect kiddie porn, but they usually do not last long, as posting CP is a permabannable offense. If you're having trouble finding a proxy for your trolling activities that's not banned from 4chan, it's because the pedos have already gotten them all permabanned by posting CP. But then, why would you want to; trolling /b/ is like pissing into an ocean of piss. They usually retreat to 420chan or 12chan after that, as posting CP is common practice on those sites' /b/s.
Posting shitting dick nipples in /b/, however, is NOT a bannable offense and is welcomed with open arms and fapping hands.
/b/'s cracked-out mods frequently sticky their own posts, attempting to create their own memes, sometimes spamming stickies until the entire board is just a place to view the mods' stickies. Whiny /b/tards have been begging Doug to unban snacks ever since (even though it was constant whining to moot that got him removed in the first place).
If a celebrity dies, plz to be going directly to /b/ for the traditional eulogizing of the still warm - perhaps still alive - body."
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well its far from dead from what i saw last night
a guy i work with his kid showed it to me and well lets just say woh did not see any cp as they call it but then was not looking for it
You will never find a more wretched hive of scum and villany well that hurts that at one time was us lol
i like this better
/b/ is defined by Urban Dictionary as...
* /b/ is the guy who tells the cripple ahead of him in line to hurry up.
* /b/ is first to get to the window to see the car accident outside.
* /b/ is the stranger your parents warned you not to talk to.
* /b/ is the one who wrote your number on the mall's bathroom wall.
* /b/ is a failing student who makes passes at his young, attractive English teacher.
* /b/ is the guy loitering on Park Ave, the one that's always trying to sell you something.
* /b/ is the one who handed his jizz-drenched clothes to Good Will.
* /b/ is the one who first introduced you to Goatse.
* /b/ is a hot incest dream that you'll try to forget for days.
* /b/ is the only one of your group of friends to be secure in his sexuality and say anything.
* /b/ is the guy without ED who still likes trying Viagra.
* /b/ is that bat-shit crazy old man who sits on his porch and threatens to shoot the children that step on his lawn.
* /b/ is the best friend that tags along for your first date and cock-blocks throughout the night. The decent girl you're trying to bag walks out on the date. */b/ laughs and takes you home when you're drunk, and you wake up to several hookers in your house who /b/ called for you.
* /b/ is the kid that likes Inuyasha.
* /b/ is the guy who buys those mini binoculars at a sophisticated play and uses them to stare at the actresses boobs.
* /b/ is a friend that constantly asks you to try mutual masturbation with him.
* /b/ is the 10 second delay in which you contemplate walking back into the room you just accidentally saw your friends naked mom in, and asking her if you could be of assistance.
* /b/ is your penis that betrays you when he turns into a raging hard on, right as you are called to stand up in front of the class.
* /b/ is the guy who calls a suicide hotline to hit on the adviser
* /b/ is nuking the hard-drive next time someone knocks on his door.
* /b/ is the one who left a used condom outside the schoolyard.
* /b/ is the voice in your head that tells you that it doesn't matter if she's drunk.
* /b/ is the friend who constantly talks about your mom's rack.
* /b/ is the strung out drunk guy dancing and playing air guitar alone to the music at an outdoor concert.
* /b/ is the only one who understands what the hell you are saying.
* /b/ is someone who would pay a hooker to eat his ass, and only that.
* /b/ is the uncle who has touched you several times.
* /b/ is the homeless person at the bus stop who wraps his arm around you and starts a conversation.
* /b/ is still recovering in the hospital after trying something he saw in a hentai.
* /b/ is the guy that puts an "I love dead babies" banner on the side of his car and drives past the protesters outside of clinics.
* /b/ is the friend who, when you're in the city and you see a homeless person, he pulls what looks like a beer bottle out and gives it to the bum - but the bottle really has a mixture of semen and curdled ovaltine in it.
* /b/ thinks he is smarter than you, but is often wrong.
* /b/ is the friend who makes a Tupac joke when his friend's father got shot in the eye, and laughs at the joke.
* /b/tards are witty, intelligent, well adjusted members of society with Honda civics, a mortgage, cats that they don't light on fire, and successful careers as lawyers, documentarians, and public officials. They have two lovely children and beautiful wives (because, you see, they are all heteronormative) that they met sitting next to on a flight to Fiji.
* /b/ is the attractive girl you met over the internet that makes you want to fap, until he sends you nude pictures, to your dismay.
* /b/ is wonderful.
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Originally posted by Psychoholic View Post4chan is the armpit and the worst cesspool of the internet. Having said that though, I have unfortunately spent entirely too much time there.
I think I'm starting to get people figured out, as I attempt to crawl out of the cesspool of long-haul trucking and into the septic tank of the entertainment business. I demo'd a version of Marcia Beila a couple of weeks ago, and had a recording made, despite Tony's objections. My voice was hoarse, I was wiped out on Percocet, and drunk off of my ass, and did the worst performance I have ever done, but...because I made some lesbian and necrophilia jokes, that song got more applause than anything else that was done that night...by anyone. Hmm...Robin Williams was right.
I've come to the conclusion that people are scum, you can't fix them, you can't beat them, you might as well join them, and if you can make them happy, they will give you money.
So, how much am I offered for a copy of the recording? Sorry, I have purchased all of the CDG and performance rights I need to sell it, you can't fuck me that way, yes, I do accept Paypal.
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