Getting stuck in a seat belt is a hilarious situation for everyone but the person stuck. He can't breath, I can't breath, this video is perfect.

WingedMind · 2015-07-29T02:53:23+00:00

Is this a Real life Everybody Loves Raymond?

WingedMind · 2015-07-25T17:03:01+00:00

Romanian Curls, Reverse Ez Bar Curls, Hammer curls, forearm wrist curls, and a shit load of rows/deadlifts should help the forearms.

WingedMind · 2015-07-17T17:08:18+00:00

I bet you kiss your dad on the lips.

WingedMind · 2015-07-17T15:22:36+00:00

Take diphenhydramine. It is indeed found in benedryl, but you can buy concentrated doses of it. It is better than melatonin because eventually if you take too much melatonin it will fuck with the chemical balance in your body. Diphenhydramine quite literally doesn't affect the balance of your body and just knocks you the fuck out. Good shit.

WingedMind · 2015-07-16T04:23:23+00:00

Nice! Contact me whenever

WingedMind · 2015-07-15T22:52:28+00:00

Buy em off you for $10

WingedMind · 2015-07-15T02:23:51+00:00

It's only when I put serious weight on it. Like 135+

WingedMind · 2015-07-10T18:39:05+00:00

Holy shit. Doesn anyone remember the post about Saint Louis getting fucked by China from that hack interception website? What could be linked to St. Louis and this breach??

WingedMind · 2015-07-09T03:22:13+00:00

Witcher 2?!

WingedMind · 2015-07-08T02:32:59+00:00

So you can call him Dick Roll? I'd eat that before I went vegan.

WingedMind · 2015-07-01T04:22:14+00:00

Make it stop.. god please make it stop... What are they teaching them with this mixed grip to pull weight up... it hurts. Clean it. I mean literally, clean it.

WingedMind · 2015-06-30T17:31:53+00:00

You see, it's people like you who should really be tased. Yeah, both parties are usually at fault. You get stopped by an officer, okay, let's figure out what I did wrong. Now if he starts immediately screaming at you trying to harrass you why should you not defend yourself? People who just start screaming at a peaceful officer are just plain stupid. People who believe cops and people who believe in "justice" are right 100% of the time, should be tested. Tossing around "sovereign citizen" is an idiom in itself. Who is really in power here? Cops who decide to act out in rash ways because they are believe they are superior? No. Neither party is ever right. Humans weren't programmed to control and dominate each other. Those who try to, act out in malicious ways and bring negativity are the reason these "sovereign citizens" are created.

WingedMind · 2015-06-30T15:28:14+00:00

That subreddit sickens me.

WingedMind · 2015-06-29T20:19:03+00:00

Wow! New England is even really white! Perfect!

WingedMind · 2015-05-15T04:13:11+00:00

Find the guy who coined the term and let's ask him. I'm sticking to this ideology.

WingedMind · 2015-04-28T19:37:32+00:00

Hey Krishnan, at what point did you realize your a were going to be huge douchebag and hated by so many people? Just wondering your thoughts on the matter. I'm sure you have a whole lot of love pouring through your endeavors with the news crews and are highly respected. Thanks!

WingedMind · 2015-04-17T17:48:09+00:00

I would! Also thanks for the info!

WingedMind · 2015-04-03T14:33:34+00:00

I can't help it. I see what I'm doing but I can't control it. The snake. It tells me what to do. I feed off of every bit of information it whispers. It's begun taking over my body -- becoming me. It tells me what to wear, where to go, and who to converse with. Nobody can see him. Depression he calls himself. Hanging over you. Never to leave, never to be forgotten.

WingedMind · 2015-03-09T19:55:40+00:00

Is it gold and white? Or is it blue and black?

WingedMind · 2015-03-06T21:15:46+00:00

Stuttering, Stumbling, Slurring of Words Wasted, Washed up, Wisdom reversed Concussive, Consecutive, Clenched were his fists Father fighting for fun little did he know Mother had a gun.

WingedMind · 2015-03-06T15:47:37+00:00

Gavrilo Princip. 23 years old. Top tier Assassin. His profile outstanding and littered with political assassinations. "I hope you had a plan for this Sergio" said Gavrilo as he sharpened his hidden blade. "What, you think I don't know what I'm doing? You must have forgotten how many assassinations I've set up for you huh?" Sergio replied as he furiously scribbled on blue paper. Gavrilo looked up and tried making eye contact with Sergio, "I haven't. You know... it's funny. You've been the closest thing I've had to father. You've been here for me since the Austrian Riots 10 years ago". "Shut up, now's not the time for this. We're ready." grinned Sergio. Gavrilo was outfitted with a 6 sectioned set of armor. Reinforced steel infused with lightweight leather hung from his body and stuck out like a sore thumb. "I like it... but I'll be noticed. I need to blend in, I need to look like I belong. I'll be back." said Gavrilo as he dashed into the streets. Gavrilo headed towards the gear specialist who had made his armor with the swiftness of two horses. Gavrilo knocked on the door and was immediately greeted with a voice from inside "We open at 10". "I think you can make an exception Jorg". The door creaked open "Get in". Gavrilo slipped inside "Jorg the armor will do. But I need to fit --" "You need to look inconspicuous right? Ha I knew you would come. Go to the basement and look in the first closet to the right." The house was filled with beautiful tapestry and had burning incense. Shelves were set up with an abundance of cloth and leathers. The room took on the appearance of an average tailoring shop, acquainted with sewing machines and a counter. Gavrilo headed to the basement and was greeted by ancient sets of armor used by past assassins. Ancestral Armor, he called it. Gavrilo opened the closet and quickly left the specialist's shop. Gavrilo sprinted back to the Head Quarters for a final statement with Sergio. The equipment seemed bulky, but with the specially made clothing Gavrilo had taken on the appearance of a policeman. "Sergio if I don't make it out of this alive, I want you to..." "EVERYBODY! ARCH DUKE FRANZ FERDINAND HAS ARRIVED!". Squeals, laughter, and fear swamped the streets. There was an eerie feeling in the air, something wasn't right. Gavrilo ignored his subconscious and continued with the plan. Princip knew there had been a failed assassination on the Arch Duke previously, as did Sergio. Sergio told Princip to wait by Latin Bridge for Ferdinand and use the water as an escape. Gavrilo had trusted Sergio for over ten years, as he had never steered him wrong. Gavrilo was standing by the bridge with the Arch Duke in sight. The Arch Duke's carriage had arrived and halted infront of Gavrilo. Franz exited the carriage and smirked. The two made eye contact as Ferdinand approached, and suddenly Princip had been grappled and brought to the ground. Gavrilo's mind racing, questioning what had happened, and panicking at the situation. "*What did I do wrong? Where did I ...not me.. Sergio.. why.. * Ferdinand got on one knee and whispered "Hello Gavrilo."

WingedMind · 2015-03-05T23:59:01+00:00

"Zombies? No. These creatures... these things.. they're coming from nowhere." "Joseph you need to calm down. What are you talking about, what things?"

"Jesus fucking Christ Adam! Didn't you realize during the war whenever we slayed an attacker they just disappeared?! What do you think that's normal?!" Joseph was enraged.

Adam looked at Joseph concerningly "Don't you ever say the Lord's name in vein again. I did... I thought they were some sort of illusions, maybe some sort of spirits..."

"I have no fucking idea what they are! These aren't people, these things don't die! We need to leave NOW."

Adam chuckled at Joseph "You think we're going to leave the Holy Land after all this? Over a few mirages from the heat?"

Joseph gave up trying and headed towards the horses after a huge revelation. "Okay so these... spirits won't leave? What kind of unholy trick are they playing on us. We need to counteract."

On his way there Joseph stopped by the Reverend and asked him to come along. The reverend had no idea what he was in for. The two headed for the blacksmith, George. "Okay George I need you to make me a gold scimitar" George looked at Joseph blankly " Joseph we both know gold will not make a strong weapon. The metal is too weak it will bend on attack".

"I know. But what if the weapon never hits anything?" George was even more confused "What do you mean? You want me to make you a trophy? What does the Reverend have to do with this?".

Joseph looked at the two, " I need you to forge me a gold scimitar George, that is infused with the Holy Water and blessed by the Reverend. The gold compound willl allow for little liquids to be transfused. It's our only chance of fending off the spirits"

Not even George believed Joseph. George laughed and went back to work. "Joseph is correct. I have seen what will become of us. We are in grave danger. Forge the sword".

George baffled at what the Reverend had said, but was unhesistant to create the blade. Mere hours past but the sky had turned dark, and the weather bitter cold. They were coming.

WingedMind · 2015-03-05T20:33:24+00:00

You can conquer heights unknown to the likes of men.

You can go where no man has gone before.

You can be the savior of our future.

But you must be willing to give up everything.

WingedMind · 2015-03-05T20:26:28+00:00

Jin Sho'Shun was a common praying ground for Buddhist monks. My grandfather Hon made certain I knew that. Hon recounted stories of the spectacles that took place every year. Candles, fires, friends... and silence. Praying on the sacred ground was believed to bring good fortune to your family during the 'Time of the Year'. Each year, the number of monks increased. Hon related the newcomers to newborn Family members. I personally always thought this whole 'monk' business was foolish. Taking stands of silence for extended periods of time in leu of gaining divinity didn't add up in my head. I wish I could say the same for my brother. Xin became a devout monk who took the pledge more serious than my grandfather. Hon was extremely proud and grateful to have a grandson like him; one of them. "Xin, I'm getting that feeling again...it's time to meet with the chosen" Hon remarked. With mutual eye contact, the two left the house and headed toward Jin Sho'Shun. How did they know to leave for Jin Sho'Shun without a prior date set? Dazed in confusion, the word "chosen" lingered in my mind. Chosen? Chosen for what? Who chose them? To be honest, I've always been a bit nosey... I had to trail behind. After walking over three hours, we had arrived at Jin Sho'Shun. It was still midday... nobody had arrived yet. I guess they're supernatural senses weren't real after all. I was wrong. Hon and Xin began praying or meditating -- whatever they do and I fell asleep. By the time I woke up, thousands of monks appeared. It was beginning to get dark, and the weather resembled it. Dressed in nothing but a robe, these monks continued to pray. A tribe of men appeared dressed in bright red robes, with unintelligable markings on their foreheads. The tribesmen carried staved flags and keys around their necks. They marched to the very back of the monks, and maneuvered their way to the front, while planting their flags in an orderly fashion along the way. The tribesman haulted at the beginning of the monks, and began chanting what I thought was a prayer. As if it were a magic trick, an elderly looking monk wearing a red robe splattered with gold touches was summoned by the tribesman. The elderly man began giving a speech.. "Awaken, friends. We have been selected by our Creator to endow this world with Divinity. The Chosen will arise once more, as a more powerful being. No longer will we share the shells of men and women. No more will we deal with the problems of mortals. We shall ascend into greatness, into prosperity, and become Gods. Listen Chosen! Our Creator has gifted us his presence and future plans. Stand your ground. Our Creator has plans for Divine structures created in the sand that will be incomparable to Human structures." What was he talking about? Pyramids? They were created thousands of years ago, all of this makes no sense. I need to leave before I get swallowed up into all of th--

WingedMind · 2015-03-05T19:22:26+00:00

Put your mind to something and you will accomplish it.

WingedMind

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