Merry Christmas And Happy New Year's To Everybody

[CharlesJones]

I know i may not get along with everybody but i wanna wish you and your families a merry christmas and a happy new year's. I probably won't be posting on here for awhile because ya'll know how i feel about the winter. Hopefully my area won't have a bad winter like there was a few years ago. I was very surprised it didn't snow that much last winter but i got a feeling there's gonna be a lot of snow in my area this year. I also wanna say rest in peace to Dick Clark because i was so used to seeing him on tv hosting his new year's show every year and now Ryan Seacrest has taken his spot.

[rakimkoolgrapwutang]

hahahaha it isnt even december yet. people keep on preparing for christmas earlier and earlier

[KERZO]

Happy easter too just to get that in early!

[Mr. R&B]

^Where do you usually hide your Easter Eggs???

[main_man]

yo.
murry crimbus, cee jay!







you still the realest muh fucka on here.

in black jesus' name, amen.

[Sky Blue Bally Kid]

Merry Christmas, may your stocking be overflowing with straight to video flicks...

[JASPER]

[sanarcho]

[Sky Blue Danny Kid]

Originally Posted by CharlesJones

I know i may not get along with everybody but i wanna wish you and your families a merry christmas and a happy new year's. I probably won't be posting on here for awhile because ya'll know how i feel about the winter. Hopefully my area won't have a bad winter like there was a few years ago. I was very surprised it didn't snow that much last winter but i got a feeling there's gonna be a lot of snow in my area this year. I also wanna say rest in peace to Dick Clark because i was so used to seeing him on tv hosting his new year's show every year and now Ryan Seacrest has taken his spot.

CharlesJones, your candid, heartfelt holiday wishes truly warmed the innermost regions of my soul.

Within these digital walls of this virtual community we call wu-corp, one is often forced to sacrifice some kind of emotional tenderness and fragility, that while on the surface may be described as "weakness", actually help us define our very human essence.

I am no different. I am far from the kindest, most tolerant, warm-hearted or sensitive postmaker. And for most of the wu-corp solar calendar, I feel a sense of admittedly perverse pride for embracing these base, borderline antisocial character traits that indeed contribute to my elevated mid-90's rap group message board status and yet simultaneously erode the very core of what makes up my soul.

And yet, in this sea of cyber humanity, with my defense mechanisms fast in place and always ready to strike first, I rarely feel any sort of bond or connection with my fellow poster. I'm quick to label all with my familiar refrain of faggot-this and faggot-that, and perhaps with good reason.

And 99.9% of the time, I am fine with my reality. But every now and then, CharlesJones, against all odds and reason, your touching prose manages to break through my self-made wall and reach the inner sanctum of my soul, reminding me of what it truly means to be alive on the internet.

Though your words may sometimes seem naive, at their very core they compose a vivid, complex tapestry, woven of pain, fear, pleasure, yearning, and above all, a heart-rending sense of hopefulness that, contrary to the wu-corp-grafted definition of success, truly embody all that it is to be alive.

No man, via on-line or in-person, has ever truly touched me the way you have, CharlesJones. If only occasionally, and for but a fleeting second, you make realize how beautiful and wondrous this life can be.

Your posts remind me what it is to truly..."feel", and for that CharlesJones, I am eternally thankful.

Merry Christmas and best wishes to you and yours as well CharlesJones.

I love you.

[TheFunkyDrummer]

Aah

[JASPER]

Originally Posted by DANNY WINTERS

CharlesJones, your candid, heartfelt holiday wishes truly warmed the innermost regions of my soul.

Within these digital walls of this virtual community we call wu-corp, one is often forced to sacrifice some kind of emotional tenderness and fragility, that while on the surface may be described as "weakness", actually help us define our very human essence.

I am no different. I am far from the kindest, most tolerant, warm-hearted or sensitive postmaker. And for most of the wu-corp solar calendar, I feel a sense of admittedly perverse pride for embracing these base, borderline antisocial character traits that indeed contribute to my elevated mid-90's rap group message board status and yet simultaneously erode the very core of what makes up my soul.

And yet, in this sea of cyber humanity, with my defense mechanisms fast in place and always ready to strike first, I rarely feel any sort of bond or connection with my fellow poster. I'm quick to label all with my familiar refrain of faggot-this and faggot-that, and perhaps with good reason.

And 99.9% of the time, I am fine with my reality. But every now and then, CharlesJones, against all odds and reason, your touching prose manages to break through my self-made wall and reach the inner sanctum of my soul, reminding me of what it truly means to be alive on the internet.

Though your words may sometimes seem naive, at their very core they compose a vivid, complex tapestry, woven of pain, fear, pleasure, yearning, and above all, a heart-rending sense of hopefulness that, contrary to the wu-corp-grafted definition of success, truly embody all that it is to be alive.

No man, via on-line or in-person, has ever truly touched me the way you have, CharlesJones. If only occasionally, and for but a fleeting second, you make realize how beautiful and wondrous this life can be.

Your posts remind me what it is to truly..."feel", and for that CharlesJones, I am eternally thankful.

Merry Christmas and best wishes to you and yours as well CharlesJones.

I love you.

I feeled it too.

[rakimkoolgrapwutang]

Originally Posted by DANNY WINTERS

CharlesJones, your candid, heartfelt holiday wishes truly warmed the innermost regions of my soul.

Within these digital walls of this virtual community we call wu-corp, one is often forced to sacrifice some kind of emotional tenderness and fragility, that while on the surface may be described as "weakness", actually help us define our very human essence.

I am no different. I am far from the kindest, most tolerant, warm-hearted or sensitive postmaker. And for most of the wu-corp solar calendar, I feel a sense of admittedly perverse pride for embracing these base, borderline antisocial character traits that indeed contribute to my elevated mid-90's rap group message board status and yet simultaneously erode the very core of what makes up my soul.

And yet, in this sea of cyber humanity, with my defense mechanisms fast in place and always ready to strike first, I rarely feel any sort of bond or connection with my fellow poster. I'm quick to label all with my familiar refrain of faggot-this and faggot-that, and perhaps with good reason.

And 99.9% of the time, I am fine with my reality. But every now and then, CharlesJones, against all odds and reason, your touching prose manages to break through my self-made wall and reach the inner sanctum of my soul, reminding me of what it truly means to be alive on the internet.

Though your words may sometimes seem naive, at their very core they compose a vivid, complex tapestry, woven of pain, fear, pleasure, yearning, and above all, a heart-rending sense of hopefulness that, contrary to the wu-corp-grafted definition of success, truly embody all that it is to be alive.

No man, via on-line or in-person, has ever truly touched me the way you have, CharlesJones. If only occasionally, and for but a fleeting second, you make realize how beautiful and wondrous this life can be.

Your posts remind me what it is to truly..."feel", and for that CharlesJones, I am eternally thankful.

Merry Christmas and best wishes to you and yours as well CharlesJones.

I love you.

lol but CJ actuslly reminds me of prince myshkin a lot

[Sosa]

Originally Posted by DANNY WINTERS

Though your words may sometimes seem naive, at their very core they compose a vivid, complex tapestry, woven of pain, fear, pleasure, yearning, and above all, a heart-rending sense of hopefulness that, contrary to the wu-corp-grafted definition of success, truly embody all that it is to be alive.

You know what? That shit is true. A heartfelt post.

Bless us all everyone.

[LORD NOSE]

ole collard green negros talking about merry fuckin christmas and shit

it's 2012 and niggas still got them biscuits behind they neck and shit

niggas is still doing the snake at parties with denim jackets on -


the fuckkk is wrong wiff these 2 pieces leg and thigh wiff a dollar pie uncle ruckus negros

[KERZO]

Originally Posted by DANNY WINTERS

CharlesJones, your candid, heartfelt holiday wishes truly warmed the innermost regions of my soul.

Within these digital walls of this virtual community we call wu-corp, one is often forced to sacrifice some kind of emotional tenderness and fragility, that while on the surface may be described as "weakness", actually help us define our very human essence.

I am no different. I am far from the kindest, most tolerant, warm-hearted or sensitive postmaker. And for most of the wu-corp solar calendar, I feel a sense of admittedly perverse pride for embracing these base, borderline antisocial character traits that indeed contribute to my elevated mid-90's rap group message board status and yet simultaneously erode the very core of what makes up my soul.

And yet, in this sea of cyber humanity, with my defense mechanisms fast in place and always ready to strike first, I rarely feel any sort of bond or connection with my fellow poster. I'm quick to label all with my familiar refrain of faggot-this and faggot-that, and perhaps with good reason.

And 99.9% of the time, I am fine with my reality. But every now and then, CharlesJones, against all odds and reason, your touching prose manages to break through my self-made wall and reach the inner sanctum of my soul, reminding me of what it truly means to be alive on the internet.

Though your words may sometimes seem naive, at their very core they compose a vivid, complex tapestry, woven of pain, fear, pleasure, yearning, and above all, a heart-rending sense of hopefulness that, contrary to the wu-corp-grafted definition of success, truly embody all that it is to be alive.

No man, via on-line or in-person, has ever truly touched me the way you have, CharlesJones. If only occasionally, and for but a fleeting second, you make realize how beautiful and wondrous this life can be.

Your posts remind me what it is to truly..."feel", and for that CharlesJones, I am eternally thankful.

Merry Christmas and best wishes to you and yours as well CharlesJones.

I love you.

Very Long ; Did Read

Jeez, Get a room whydoncha.........................I'll be over shortly.