Understood. :thumbup:

The main reason I wouldn't want to work for ANY business is because of that [bleep]ing income tax. It's BS. As far as I'm concerned, nobody has the right to take the money that I EARNED, pretty much just as an extra source of income for the government. My dad pays a 30% income tax. Unacceptable.

 

While you drive on government funded roads, attend government funded schools, are protected by government funded soldiers, are allowed freedom by government laws, able to buy foreign goods due to government regulations...the list goes on and on.

 

But no, you don't owe the government anything. No Sir.

 

Confession: There are taxes for those already. The original reason for the Income Tax was as a "temporary" measure for war, to help fund the government's bloody business.

 

Edit: We really don't know all about what the government spends our money on. Hell, we had $700 billion to waste, and we keep borrowing from other countries. I think someone should be less liberal with government spending and take out the "humanity" taxes -- i.e., Welfare, government college scholarships, etc. I also think that if someone doesn't pay taxes (illegal immigrants, cough) they should be deported and their (presumably American-born) children should be taken to a foster home.

Secret: I think Roccodog is one of my favourite tifers. He constantly posts constructive things. Big thumbs up :mrgreen:

Confession: When I was in 3rd grade, my teacher told my parents I was working at a 6th grade level, a suggested that I skip a grade. 6th grade was the first of two years I had to go to summer school.

I got 38/40 on a science test today, I pointed out to my teacher that it should have been 39/40 because he added wrong, and he wrote down "40/40" in his mark book.

 

Not really a confession, seeing as most people would do it and it's about a 2% difference.

Confession; I love doing gross things to freak people out, it's awesome, sort of

Regret: I regret not going to class to take my test today. Confession: I didn't study for it anyway.

 

Trololol,.

Confession: I have two friends who have are fighting over a girl they both love and I'm being two faced over the whole thing. But I can't just say to them when they're [bleep]ing about the other person "You're wrong". The only real reason I am a bit upset over this is cause I know one friend is planning to woo the girl on the weekend, while she is, as of now, going out with the other friend, I'm thinking of telling him, but I dunno :/.

 

 

@Rocco

 

The main reason I wouldn't want to work for ANY business is because of that [bleep]ing income tax. It's BS. As far as I'm concerned, nobody has the right to take the money that I EARNED, pretty much just as an extra source of income for the government. My dad pays a 30% income tax. Unacceptable.

 

While you drive on government funded roads, attend government funded schools, are protected by government funded soldiers, are allowed freedom by government laws, able to buy foreign goods due to government regulations...the list goes on and on.

 

But no, you don't owe the government anything. No Sir.

 

Confession: There are taxes for those already. The original reason for the Income Tax was as a "temporary" measure for war, to help fund the government's bloody business.

 

Edit: We really don't know all about what the government spends our money on. Hell, we had $700 billion to waste, and we keep borrowing from other countries. I think someone should be less liberal with government spending and take out the "humanity" taxes -- i.e., Welfare, government college scholarships, etc. I also think that if someone doesn't pay taxes (illegal immigrants, cough) they should be deported and their (presumably American-born) children should be taken to a foster home.

Confession 1: There probably isn't a better way to do it, because if there was someone would have found it by now.

 

Confession 2: Seeing as none of us have access to top secret information, we barely know anything about the current situation of the country, and as such really aren't in any place to pass judgment on its leadership.

 

 

Confession 1 is a bit silly, I mean for a very long time we thought swords and bows and such were the best thing to kill people with...

 

Confession 2 it isn't top secret info, you'll be surprised with what you can find out if you just ask for it.

Because people who don't know to click there won't click it. And I completely forgot about the RSN.

 

People I know (mostly my family) have always known my RSN because I use it for everything. I like to keep my internet and social lives seperate, mostly because I don't want people I know irl reading stuff I write on here. So yeah, my mom figured out what Tip.It is and she was stalking me on it to see if I would confess something incriminating.

 

I don't seriously think she's reading my posts, but she was looking at them to say "Herp derp why were you online at 1:32 AM" so I'd rather just avoid feeling like I'm talking to my family every time I post.

 

Ah. Ignore my post on that weed thread then.

 

 

Confession: I am a huge hypocrite. I don't like it when my girlfriend takes her anxiety pills because she's totally lost, yet I smoke weed a lot.

 

Thinking about it made me realize that I don't really care if she gets [bleep]ed on those pills as long as she doesn't overuse them... Sweet. :thumbup:

I miss getting stoned with her though...

[...]are allowed freedom by government laws[...]

 

:lol:

2. Obama was against war in Afghanistan his whole campaign. He gets in office and sends more troops. He very clearly knows something we don't.

He wasn't against the war in Afghanistan, he was against the war in Iraq.

Well that got twisted around in my head somehow, but my point still stands, clearly something we don't know made him want to send more troops.

You mean the fact that we still don't control huge portions of the country?

Obama: Let's send 7,000 more troops

 

--as far as everyone else knows, nothing happens here--

 

Obama: Change of plans, we'll send 30,000

 

 

I'm just saying that there is top secret information that can (and has) affected important political decisions, and as such we (who don't know everything about what is going on) are unfit to pass judgment on it.

He sent more troops because of all the sections of the country we still didn't control. And don't forget, these decisions were made even BEFORE this happened.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Operation_Moshtarak

Sometimes, if something is really fluffy, I feel like smothering it - like kittens.

Sometimes, if something is really fluffy, I feel like smothering it - like kittens.

 

Jealousy tends to make us do the craziest things.

Sometimes, if something is really fluffy, I feel like smothering it - like kittens.

 

Jealousy tends to make us do the craziest things.

Similarly, I often feel the need to create something beautiful and then DESTROY IT. Usually via some sort of creative writing.

 

I have been singing a lot recently, as with a bit of creativity the cold I have makes my voice sound like Frank Sinatra (give or take a few hundred voice cracks).

Confession: I never drive over the speed limit on purpose.

 

Regret: Reading most of this thread instead of doing my outline. :3

Tyler,schnookums, do your homework.

I dont like blowing my nose. It just feels weird.

 

I drive over the speed limit on purpose.

I drive over the speed limit on purpose.

It's like we're brothers.

 

Bloodbrothers.

At first I was a one man wolfpack.

 

Bloodbrothers.

 

What you don't see in the picture is the roofies in the glasses :D

 

Bloodbrothers.

 

What you don't see in the picture is the roofies in the glasses :D

Neither do they :wink:

Confession: Whenever I see a picture of a colour blind test, I get nervous and my heart beats quickly.

 

 

(You should see an 8 by the way. If you can't, you may be colour blind.)

 

This is because I have a vivid memory of the day I encountered my first screamer. GATHER AROUND CHILDREN, HERE IS MY STORY.

 

My sister was on the computer and I would always watch her diddle daddle on the internet. She came across a colour blind test and we both tried it out together, seeing who could shout out the numbers first. Then we came across this one picture where neither of us could see a number, so we clicked 'Check it' to see what the number was.

 

EGAD! A woman with knives in her head popped up on the screen, screaming loudly. Me and my sister screamed along with the screamer woman, and my sister even scrambled under the table in fear.