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I dislike anime because is probably one of the most unrealistic type of show/cartoon there is around. The characters don’t even look like real people with their extremely large breasts or their sharp pointy noses. Their outfits remind me of something that was on a little kids show like powder puff girls or anything around those measures. Half the time I can’t even tell if the character is a boy or girl because they both have scribbled little eyes when they laugh. It looks like they are some kind of drug with their lame and repetitive expressions they make. They are in Japanese and you have to read the subtitles off the screen in order to get the point across, and therefore cannot feel the real emotion the character is trying to get across. Most anime movies are made poorly and are about just plain stupid topics like a guy who joins a swim league so he can have fantasy’s about a swim coach. Its mostly just a cartoon but sometimes with adult humor in a twisted and fucked up way that many people find disgusting to watch. Cinematography in anime film doesn’t even come close compared to today’s films and doesn’t capture the audience. Its just compiled clips of people moving their mouths up and down like little kids shows did back in the day. I understand the unrealistic part of anime’s seems like an exciting adventure but it is just not for me. You can enjoy it all you want, but I’ll stick with what I want to watch. I understand that this is my opinion but please no criticism.
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> I understand that this is my opinion but please no criticism.
My personal blog.
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>>101125762

I agree, OP. Complete garbage.
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>>101125762

Thanks for this excellent post, OP.
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>>101125762
It was a hot summer day and I was in my workout room benching 1200 pounds. My abs were flexing and girls within a 10 mile radius were getting wet. Once I was done with my daily 32 hour workout I called one of the bitches I know, Senjougahara. She is really damn hot and looks like a supermodel. SO I got into my Lamborghini Gallardo and reved it up to 40,000 RPM (this is an Italian import with special engine system). I got onto the freeway near my house and threw it into 8th gear, I hit about 600 mph and I could hear the sonic boom as I broke the sound barrier. As I was flooring it on the freeway like a badass, Senjougahara called me and said she wanted me to fuck her. So be it.

I came to a full stop from 700 mph in front of her house. These Ferrari’s have top notch brakes, you know. So she gets out of the house and walks up to my Bugatti and starts eyeballing my dick. I could tell she was staring at it because when I looked at her I noticed she was looking at my dick. Booya.

Flash forward 10 minutes later. My 30 inch dick is going inside of her vagina, hitting them walls. I’m holding her entire body up with my left pinky as I’m fucking her and she has 30,000 orgasms. She looks me in the eyes and she says “harder.” V-TEC just kicked in, yo. I blow my load so hard she falls off my dick. There had to have been about two pints of cum everywhere. People say I cum like a pornstar, I wouldn’t disagree with them.

I throw her a towel so she can clean herself up then I do a triple backflip into my Maserati and drive home.
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It was a cold winter afternoon on the Davis property. The brisk cold air rushed throughout, scuttling up the leaves and rustling fabrics back and forth. Leslie Davis, walking in the yard outside picking up sticks from the storm last night, fought to keep her skirt tame in the wind. As goosebumps traveled up and down her wrinkled, slender body, blood rushed to her nipples. A wary bystander could see her little stubs creating indentations in her white, silky blouse.
In this moment she was euphoric, her aura as an idol could be perceived from no less than 100 car lengths away. As a result of her physical coup d'oeil, all the local boys would race on the touge to prove themselves worthy of her companionship and body. They would race throughout the night on the dangerous mountain passes of Mt. Fuji for the chance to procreate with Leslie even if it meant risking their lives in a fierce drift battle.
One man, his name Keiichi Tsuchiya, in his drift battle-born hachi roku was the top dog of the “touge odori” and as a result had the goddess Leslie by the garter belt. The two cruised throughout the night until finally settling down at an old, crusty café where they would rest in their own private cubicle. Because Leslie was a pure goddess of an idol and a virgin she disliked the crusty cubicles where they often resided and was reluctant to stay with the poor tofu delivery driver named Keiichi. She was ready for a new exchange of passion, secretly an exhibishionist, she was aroused by the thought of netorare.
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>>101126469

One man, his name Keiichi Tsuchiya, in his drift battle-born hachi roku was the top dog of the “touge odori” and as a result had the goddess Leslie by the garter belt. The two cruised throughout the night until finally settling down at an old, crusty café where they would rest in their own private cubicle. Because Leslie was a pure goddess of an idol and a virgin she disliked the crusty cubicles where they often resided and was reluctant to stay with the poor tofu delivery driver named Keiichi. She was ready for a new exchange of passion, secretly an exhibishionist, she was aroused by the thought of netorare.
In the summer of 93’, a war veteran by the name of Big “Boost” Papa Davis stepped onto the unholy ground of Japan. He wasn’t here to play with yellow howler monkeys, he was there to cruise. In fact all he ever wanted to do was cruise, it was once said you could hear the echos of a 91’ Supra turbo in the peaceful rice paddies of Japan as he cruised the touge in the mountains of heaven. Most Japanese people mistook those echos for the ghost of Kiichiro Toyoda, the founder of Toyota, but the locals knew that these echoes were of Mr. Toyoda’s spiritual successor, Big “Boost” Papa Davis. The same summer was witness to the downfall of Keiichi’s dominance by no other than Big “Boost” Papa Davis himself.
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If OP thinks he's handsome, he's probably not.
5/10 face
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>>101126523

Big “Boost” Papa Davis sported a mighty Supra in the race against the yellow men of the east. He had built the car from the ground up in his lust for the systematic and mechanical dominance of the touge. His boost was so high that if spooled at the right moment it would make any female aroused, even to the point of climaxing if the mood was right. It could be said that his love for cars was almost on the same level as his absolute love for idols. Being a proud American man of the western world he thought no yellow man was worthy of an idol’s hand in marriage, something which was introduced to the east by none other than the United States.
With Keiichi Tsuchiya bantering and making crude jokes with the locals drunk on sake, Leslie felt bored and lonely, sick of Keiichi’s stale, repetitive jokes about DSM (or Dick Sucking Motors, as he so often referred to it as). Her life would change forever, unprepared for the night of unbridled passion that lay so erotically and seductively before her. Her breasts perked up, hearing a turbo whine drift through the hot, steamy, tofu-ridden air, vibrating at just the right frequency to cause teasing, uncontrollable stimulation in her piston chamber. Keiichi’s dirty rice cake ears, unable to pick up such a frequency, kept laughing about crankwalk. Suddenly, the door in the café swung wide open and a brilliant luminescence effervesced out creating a silhouette of the True American Patriot body standing in the doorway. A deathly silence overcame the café, impenetrable. It was so quiet you could hear a spic drop his wrench on the intake manifold of his JDM K20A1 three miles away. Big “Boost” Papa Davis had arrived, his moustache bristling at the sight of scummy Harbor-Bombers, all clutching their cum-stained waifus.
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>>101125762

I tip my fedora to you sir, maybe we can share thoughts on how stupid religions are too some day and how avatar is the greatest film of all time.

Pic is me btw. :)
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>>101126574

The floorboards crunching beneath his feet, his gut hanging over his belt, the silky, smooth, chest hair pouring out of his button-up leather vest… a stream of vaginal juice began to drip from the barstool Leslie resided upon. Carnal lust seeping into Leslie’s holy, purified heart, she began eyeing Big Boost’s bulging crotch. The bulge was in the form of a cross - Leslie gasped.
“So the legends are true... he has two dicks.”

As the mythology has it, an evil spawn of Satan under the name of Rabbi Solomon Goldbergshekelstein kidnapped Papa Davis as a little baby to enforce his subversive, pagan sacrifice upon his pure, single dick. As he pulled off the diaper, he put his head forward to clamp his crooked, gritty fangs upon the silky, smooth foreskin of Papa Davis. He ripped off the foreskin and a large portion of his member, blood spraying everywhere as the Rabbi relished, thirsty and slurping it up like a jewish man encountering liquid gold for the first time. Suddenly, the Holy Spirit surged forward through Papa Davis’s body, healing new the mutilated flesh and giving birth to another penis that grew sideways right in the midsection of his rejuvenated dick, bearing two extra heads. One can only infer that the three heads refer to the Holy Trinity. The rabbi screamed in utter pain touching the holy flesh and began to wither away into various precious metals and stones. Forever Papa Davis became that “Special” child.
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>>101126566

Here is a better pic of me.
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>>101126691
Better, but you gotta learn to fake a good smile.
6/10
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Fuck off Jerry you dumb cunt
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Wow Jerry, you really let yourself go after Seinfeld.
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>>101126853


How about this?
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>>101125762

Thanks for this thread, OP.
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It's so kawaii though.
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Haha epic



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