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I'm in Oakland, California, so
I post kind of late for most b3tans.
email me at crap_n_spam at yah hoo dot c om
I've been working on a couple of filters recently. A filter takes an input image, does something to it, and returns the altered image. Instant altered perspective.
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The butthairfly
Bug eyed bug
Happy Tits!
I misspell "your"
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I'm in Oakland, California, so
I post kind of late for most b3tans.
email me at crap_n_spam at yah hoo dot c om
I've been working on a couple of filters recently. A filter takes an input image, does something to it, and returns the altered image. Instant altered perspective.
Here are some of my shite images:
The butthairfly
Bug eyed bug
Happy Tits!
I misspell "your"
Recent front page messages:
none
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» What's the most horrific thing you've seen?
Late one evening I was about to leave work when I had to take a dump.
So I went to the men's room, took a seat, and promptly had a nose bleed.
A real gusher. Like realizing your hair is on fire while swimming, I heartily
blew gallons of blood on reams of toilet paper, feeling lucky to be so
positioned. I finished up, zipped up, and waited for the little electric eye
to flush, which it didn't. I started pressing the manual flush button like
I was trying to win something. No good. What was left was a horror scene,
a bowl deeply red with blood and piles of shit and fo bandages all in a heap.
Extravert medicine, it was.
(Fri 22nd Jun 2007, 20:20, More)
Late one evening I was about to leave work when I had to take a dump.
So I went to the men's room, took a seat, and promptly had a nose bleed.
A real gusher. Like realizing your hair is on fire while swimming, I heartily
blew gallons of blood on reams of toilet paper, feeling lucky to be so
positioned. I finished up, zipped up, and waited for the little electric eye
to flush, which it didn't. I started pressing the manual flush button like
I was trying to win something. No good. What was left was a horror scene,
a bowl deeply red with blood and piles of shit and fo bandages all in a heap.
Extravert medicine, it was.
(Fri 22nd Jun 2007, 20:20, More)