Hi
Well it's my first time posting on the new forum and from what I can see most members seem concerned with trivial point scoring and playing to stereotypes which won't really advance the cause of sociopaths in the long run. Not that it's not fun on occasion but I don't believe anyone can truly manipulate anyone anyway, everything is a choice, most people just don't take responsibility for their own actions. (The easiest way to get someone to do something is to say Please, not very hard is it? :) The only choice we don't have is the day we are born, everything from that point on is completely up to us.
I posted this originally on the old forum just before it went down and would like to re post it for your entertainment. Here's a joke I came up with and it pretty much sums up how I feel(Ha Ha) about the human race and religion in general. Hopefully I don't bore you and you find it amusing.
Anyway here goes..(Incidentally I find it strange that no-one realizes that if there is a God/Gods/Goddess/Goddess's they are quite obviously a sociopath, seems fairly straightforward to me.)
Shout outs to M.E., Loki, Venator, Caleb, Medulla, UKanto, Snuggles and HAHAHA, hope you are all well.
So God and the Devil are playing pool in a bar in Hell...
G: I win again!! Your round btch! D: Yeah yeah you don't have to be a prck about it. What'll you have? G: Pint of Guinness and a Vodka Redbull. D: Righto. G: So, any ideas about the next trip down? It's your turn as I recall... D: Yeah, I've been meaning to ask, how did the last one turn out, I've been busy, haven't seen you since that time in the desert when we ate all those mushrooms and got shtfaced together. G: Ahh, it started out promising, you know, do unto others, love each other, blah blah blah. Just as I was about to turn it into a cannibal cult that treacherous little fck Judas fcking turned me in to the Romans. D: Here you go. G: Cheers mate, rack them up. D: Sure man. G: Hey, you didn't have anything to do with that did you? D: Me? Would I do that to you? No, I would have paid him in gold not silver and certainly mare that 30 pieces...oops! G: You cnt, I knew it was you! Hve you ever been crucified, I'm still sore from that fcking cross!! D: Fck off you loved it! So how did it turn out? G: Ahh, they didn't get the joke, thought I rose from the dead fcking idiots. And get this, they all walk around wearing crosses to remember me by. The last thing I want to see is a fcking cross! D: Oh well, at least I got a new saying out of it. G: What's that? D: Nailed it! Ha ha ha ha... G: Smartrse, anyway what's your plan for the next one? D: Well I'm in the mood for a curry so I think I'll start off in India as a rich prince. Then I'll shave my head, wear orange robes and give everything away. I'll say the path to enlightenment is by renouncing all emotions and possessions. G: Boring. What's the rules? D: No drugs, alcohol, you can't eat any living thing except plants, and no sex. G: Fck that's nasty! D: That's why they call me the Devil... G: I've suddenly got a great idea for my next turn... D: You're not stealing my ideas again are you? G: Fck off btch I made you, your ideas are mine anyway! D: You only made me so you have someone to talk to and fck so you don't go even more crazy! G: True dat, hey can you change into that woman shape again I want to see you lean over the table... D: Dirty cnt, no!! You were so rough last time I couldn't sht straight for a week! G: All right, I'll be the woman and you can tie me up. Fair? D: Keep feeding me drinks, be nice, and we'll see how we go. Anyway, my idea, I mean, your idea? G: Yeah, well there's this tribe in Arabia and they worship this rock right? D: How quaint. You know, I still miss the dinosaurs, those fckers were cool! G: Nah, all they did was kill, fck, and eat. Got boring pretty fast and they were sht conversationalists. D: Bullsht, you only got rid of them because every time you went down there the Tyrannosaur's tried to eat your ass! G: Sour fcks, they couldn't take a joke! D: You didn't have to be a wnker about it though. You gave them this massive kickss killing machine body and then... little girly arms. G: Heh, that sht was hilarious! D: And then, every time you went down there you made them all line up and you would run past yelling "High Five!" G: That's funny!! D: You're an sshole. Back to Arabia... G: Yeah, so this time they'll definitely get the joke. I'll start off raiding and looting and build up the tribe first. Then I'll talk about flying on this crazy winged beast and sht, and when they are fully hooked I'll hit them with the rules. D: What name will you use? G: Mo. D: Mo? Really? What kind of parent would name their kid Mo? G: If that doesn't give the game away nothing will! So the rules are no drugs, no alcohol, no smoking, the women all have to wear a black sack so all you can see are their eyes. No sex before marriage so if you marry an ugly woman its too late ha ha. The women also have to be circumcised so they can't enjoy sex. D: Fck that's cold man even for you... G: Nah, they'll never believe it. Who'd want to have sex with a woman that couldn't enjoy it? D: I can think of one person... G: You're not still going on about Mary are you? D: Dude, she was your mother!! G: She never knew it was me, I was invisible, it was "The Holy Spirit!" Besides, what boy doesn't want to fck his own mother? She was fcking hot! She loved it, they'll probably make her a saint or something... D: Got another saying for you... G: What's that? D: Motherfcker!!! G: Ha ha. D: Okay then when I go down after I'll make it really easy for them. G: How? D: Well, I'll go down in Germany and I'll be this short weird-looking guy with a funny mustache and one testicle named Adolph. G: Ha ha, that's awesome. D: And I'll go on about how the master race is blond-haired and blue-eyed(even though I don't have blond hair or blue eyes!!) I'll build factories to kill all the people I don't like. G: Nasty. Who's the targets? D: I don't know, I'll pick them out of a hat. Homosexuals, lesbians, short people, Jews... G: Not the Jews, I love those guys!! D: It'll toughen them up. Everyone hates them now anyway after your Jesus fiasco. Besides, it'll make them stronger in the long run and they'll probably end up ruling the world. G: Maybe, they are my chosen people after all. D: So what about you? G: I was thinking aliens. D: What the fck?! G: Yeah, I'll call it Scientology, and you have to pay to join and to stay in. D: A business too, nice. G: And as soon as you have spent all your cash and got to the top, the inner circle, I'll unveil the real story that we are all alien spirits and there was an intergalactic war and this guy called Xenu blah blah blah. D: You bstard!!! G: Good hey? D: Yeah, not bad. So how long are we going to keep playing this game? You think they would have worked it out by now? G: I don't know, I might let them find the Jesus body one day, that'll stir sht up. D: Yeah, funny how no-one worked out he was black and had dreads. G: I loved those dreads man! I might go back down later using the same body and start a band. You should come with. D: You do write some good lyrics, what style? G: I don't know, I miss the herb so probably reggae. D: Cool. G: It's pretty annoying that they haven't worked it out yet. I mean, they're not monkeys anymore for fcks sake! D: I know, it's frustrating. G: I'll give them a few thousand years to sort themselves out and if they STILL don't get it, wipe them out with a comet or something. D: Really? G: Yeah, but whenever I switch on my omniscience and look in the future they just seem to get nastier and nastier to each other. D: True, well if they can't save themselves then fck it. G: I mean, it's not like I don't have the whole universe to play with. Besides, there's these blobs on one of the other planets that are writing some awesome poetry. D: Which planets that? G: Uranus. D: Ha ha ha, your shot.
Your friend.
Parker.
