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    Complex, Drugs, and Gif: There are dealbreakers, too. Anyone who regularly Netflix-binges
 engages in social activism, or wears mascara more than twice a week is
 going to have to look elsewhere. "This may not be the right place," the
 Startup Castle says, if you
 - Watch more than 4 hours of TV/movie/game
 entertainment per week
 - Have more than 1 tattoo
 - Have ever attended more than 1 protest
 Make more than three posts a week to social
 media
 Listen to a songs with explicit lyrics more than an
 once a day
 Wear make-up more than twice a weelk
 - Own any clothing, shoes, watches, or handbags
 costing over $500
 - Have bills that get paid by somebody else
 Drive a vehicle that was given to you by your
 parents
 - Get regular spending money or gifts from your
 parents
 - Have more than one internet app date per week
 - Have a complex diet that requires lots of
 refrigerator space
 - Drink alcohol more than 3 drinks per week
 - Use marijuana more than twice a year
 - Have been prescribed anything by a psychiatrist
 more than once
 - Use any other drug more than twice in your entire
ajani-on-the-spot:
gehayi:

berlynn-wohl:

hapabap:

nazerine:


plasmalogical:


paxamericana:

Silicon Valleyā€™s ā€˜Startup Castleā€™ is looking for roommates, and the requirements are completely bonkers

good thing i listen to exactly one song with explicit lyrics every day


Iā€™ve been saying this for a while but Startup Bro is the new and terrifying lovechild of the brogrammer and the business major and he is somehow even more self-centered and bigoted than either of them


No, no, guys, look closely.
This house is looking for extremely physically fit young men (No drugs, no makeup, no special diet, exercise 15 hrs a week) who are passive and docile (no protests, no music lyrics with swears) who, most of all, will not be missed if they disappear (very little social media presence, not rich enough to own expensive luxury items, no need to constantly be in contact with their parents over bills/gifts, few identifying markings like tattoos)
This is obviously an organ harvesting operation.


Actually it turned out that the guy who was running it wanted to create a quasi-paramilitary organization.
There were so many horror stories about the place in the news that the landlord evicted everyone.
(Gotta say, though, that I like the organ harvesting scheme better.)

ā€œIt would have been better to have found out this was an organ harvesting schemeā€ is not a sentiment I expected to see today, and yet.

    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Complex, Drugs, and Gif: There are dealbreakers, too. Anyone who regularly Netflix-binges
 engages in social activism, or wears mascara more than twice a week is
 going to have to look elsewhere. "This may not be the right place," the
 Startup Castle says, if you
 - Watch more than 4 hours of TV/movie/game
 entertainment per week
 - Have more than 1 tattoo
 - Have ever attended more than 1 protest
 Make more than three posts a week to social
 media
 Listen to a songs with explicit lyrics more than an
 once a day
 Wear make-up more than twice a weelk
 - Own any clothing, shoes, watches, or handbags
 costing over $500
 - Have bills that get paid by somebody else
 Drive a vehicle that was given to you by your
 parents
 - Get regular spending money or gifts from your
 parents
 - Have more than one internet app date per week
 - Have a complex diet that requires lots of
 refrigerator space
 - Drink alcohol more than 3 drinks per week
 - Use marijuana more than twice a year
 - Have been prescribed anything by a psychiatrist
 more than once
 - Use any other drug more than twice in your entire
ajani-on-the-spot:
gehayi:

berlynn-wohl:

hapabap:

nazerine:


plasmalogical:


paxamericana:

Silicon Valleyā€™s ā€˜Startup Castleā€™ is looking for roommates, and the requirements are completely bonkers

good thing i listen to exactly one song with explicit lyrics every day


Iā€™ve been saying this for a while but Startup Bro is the new and terrifying lovechild of the brogrammer and the business major and he is somehow even more self-centered and bigoted than either of them


No, no, guys, look closely.
This house is looking for extremely physically fit young men (No drugs, no makeup, no special diet, exercise 15 hrs a week) who are passive and docile (no protests, no music lyrics with swears) who, most of all, will not be missed if they disappear (very little social media presence, not rich enough to own expensive luxury items, no need to constantly be in contact with their parents over bills/gifts, few identifying markings like tattoos)
This is obviously an organ harvesting operation.


Actually it turned out that the guy who was running it wanted to create a quasi-paramilitary organization.
There were so many horror stories about the place in the news that the landlord evicted everyone.
(Gotta say, though, that I like the organ harvesting scheme better.)

ā€œIt would have been better to have found out this was an organ harvesting schemeā€ is not a sentiment I expected to see today, and yet.

                
            

            
            
ajani-on-the-spot:
gehayi:

berlynn-wohl:

hapabap:

nazerine:


plasmalogical:


paxamericana:

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    Complex, Drugs, and Gif: There are dealbreakers, too. Anyone who regularly Netflix-binges
 engages in social activism, or wears mascara more than twice a week is
 going to have to look elsewhere. "This may not be the right place," the
 Startup Castle says, if you
 - Watch more than 4 hours of TV/movie/game
 entertainment per week
 - Have more than 1 tattoo
 - Have ever attended more than 1 protest
 Make more than three posts a week to social
 media
 Listen to a songs with explicit lyrics more than an
 once a day
 Wear make-up more than twice a weelk
 - Own any clothing, shoes, watches, or handbags
 costing over $500
 - Have bills that get paid by somebody else
 Drive a vehicle that was given to you by your
 parents
 - Get regular spending money or gifts from your
 parents
 - Have more than one internet app date per week
 - Have a complex diet that requires lots of
 refrigerator space
 - Drink alcohol more than 3 drinks per week
 - Use marijuana more than twice a year
 - Have been prescribed anything by a psychiatrist
 more than once
 - Use any other drug more than twice in your entire
ajani-on-the-spot:
gehayi:

berlynn-wohl:

hapabap:

nazerine:


plasmalogical:


paxamericana:

Silicon Valleyā€™s ā€˜Startup Castleā€™ is looking for roommates, and the requirements are completely bonkers

good thing i listen to exactly one song with explicit lyrics every day


Iā€™ve been saying this for a while but Startup Bro is the new and terrifying lovechild of the brogrammer and the business major and he is somehow even more self-centered and bigoted than either of them


No, no, guys, look closely.
This house is looking for extremely physically fit young men (No drugs, no makeup, no special diet, exercise 15 hrs a week) who are passive and docile (no protests, no music lyrics with swears) who, most of all, will not be missed if they disappear (very little social media presence, not rich enough to own expensive luxury items, no need to constantly be in contact with their parents over bills/gifts, few identifying markings like tattoos)
This is obviously an organ harvesting operation.


Actually it turned out that the guy who was running it wanted to create a quasi-paramilitary organization.
There were so many horror stories about the place in the news that the landlord evicted everyone.
(Gotta say, though, that I like the organ harvesting scheme better.)

ā€œIt would have been better to have found out this was an organ harvesting schemeā€ is not a sentiment I expected to see today, and yet.

    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Complex, Drugs, and Gif: There are dealbreakers, too. Anyone who regularly Netflix-binges
 engages in social activism, or wears mascara more than twice a week is
 going to have to look elsewhere. "This may not be the right place," the
 Startup Castle says, if you
 - Watch more than 4 hours of TV/movie/game
 entertainment per week
 - Have more than 1 tattoo
 - Have ever attended more than 1 protest
 Make more than three posts a week to social
 media
 Listen to a songs with explicit lyrics more than an
 once a day
 Wear make-up more than twice a weelk
 - Own any clothing, shoes, watches, or handbags
 costing over $500
 - Have bills that get paid by somebody else
 Drive a vehicle that was given to you by your
 parents
 - Get regular spending money or gifts from your
 parents
 - Have more than one internet app date per week
 - Have a complex diet that requires lots of
 refrigerator space
 - Drink alcohol more than 3 drinks per week
 - Use marijuana more than twice a year
 - Have been prescribed anything by a psychiatrist
 more than once
 - Use any other drug more than twice in your entire
ajani-on-the-spot:
gehayi:

berlynn-wohl:

hapabap:

nazerine:


plasmalogical:


paxamericana:

Silicon Valleyā€™s ā€˜Startup Castleā€™ is looking for roommates, and the requirements are completely bonkers

good thing i listen to exactly one song with explicit lyrics every day


Iā€™ve been saying this for a while but Startup Bro is the new and terrifying lovechild of the brogrammer and the business major and he is somehow even more self-centered and bigoted than either of them


No, no, guys, look closely.
This house is looking for extremely physically fit young men (No drugs, no makeup, no special diet, exercise 15 hrs a week) who are passive and docile (no protests, no music lyrics with swears) who, most of all, will not be missed if they disappear (very little social media presence, not rich enough to own expensive luxury items, no need to constantly be in contact with their parents over bills/gifts, few identifying markings like tattoos)
This is obviously an organ harvesting operation.


Actually it turned out that the guy who was running it wanted to create a quasi-paramilitary organization.
There were so many horror stories about the place in the news that the landlord evicted everyone.
(Gotta say, though, that I like the organ harvesting scheme better.)

ā€œIt would have been better to have found out this was an organ harvesting schemeā€ is not a sentiment I expected to see today, and yet.

                
            

            
            
ajani-on-the-spot:
gehayi:

berlynn-wohl:

hapabap:

nazerine:


plasmalogical:


paxamericana:

Silicon Valleyā€™s ā€˜Startup Castleā€™ is lookin...

            
            
        

    



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                



            

        

        
        

            

                




    Crying, Head, and Kkk: It's just a tattoo," he says, when the silence goes on so long that we have nearly
 fallen over the edge of it into a pit of black nothingness. "It's not as if I came home
 and said I'd got someone pregnant.
 It seems to me, unhinged by shock, that this might have been the better option.
 His father says, "Where?"
 "On my arm," he says, and touches his bicep through his shirt.
 His lovely shoulder.
 For three days, I can't speak to my son. I can hardly bear to look at him. I decide
 this is rational. The last thing we need, I think, is an explosion of white-hot words
 that
 In any case, I'm not even sure what it is I want to say. In my mind's eye I stand
 there, a bitter old woman with pursed lips wringing my black-gloved hands. He's
 done the one thing that I've said for years, please d
 upset me if you did this. And now it's happened. So there's nothing left to say
 everyone carries around for the rest of their lives, e
 ngraved on their hearts.
 on't do this. It would really
 So I cry instead. I have a lump in my throat that stops me from eating. I feel as if
 someone has died. I keep thinking of his skin, his precious skin, inked like a pig
 carcasS
 My husband asks, "Have you seen it yet?"
 I shake my head. Like a child, I am hoping that if I keep my eyes tightly shut the
 whole thing will disappear
 It's his body," he says gently. "His choice.
 But what if he wants to be a lawyer?
 A lawyer?
 "Or an accountant."
 He'll be wearing a suit. No one will ever know. And he doesn't want to be a
 I know. I know
 tifalockharts
 this article about some woman's 21 y/o son coming home from school w/ a
 tattoo is THE funniest thing i have seen today
 tifalockharts
 On day three, still in a fog of misery, I say to him, "Shall we talk?"
 We sit down with cups of coffee. I open my mouth to speak and end up crying
 instead. I say, "You couldn't have done anything to hurt me more."
 job I don't even want. I say, "But you're not. You're different. I will never look at
 you in the same way again. It's a visceral feeling. Maybe because I'm your mother
 All those years of looking after your body-taking you to the dentist and making
 you drink milk and worrying about green leafy vegetables and sunscreen and
 cancer from mobile phones. And then you let some stranger inject ink under your
 skin. To me, it seems like self-mutilation. If you'd lost your arm in a car accident, I
 would have understood. I would have done everything to make you feel better
 But this -this is desecration. And I hate it."
 'M SHRIEKING
 regretityet
 You guys.
 gutmeats
 The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
 pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
 What the fuck
 mustlearntoadult
 SOMEONE LINK THE ARTICLE
 wepon
 a classi
 doctorangelpenguin
 As I was reading this I kept waiting for the tattoo to be revealed as like a nazi
 symbol or some racist shit like for the kkk of something but nope..... She was
 just THAT hurt by ink
 lilaccoloursplash
 You left out the BEST part-stand, a lone tyrannosaurus, bellowing at a world i
 don't understand."
 spontaneoustornadoes
 This woman's writing skills holy fuck
 Source: elsas #give them to me #that stars moon sun quote? raw as F U C K
 49,991 notes
I thought it was satire. It wasnt.
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Crying, Head, and Kkk: It's just a tattoo," he says, when the silence goes on so long that we have nearly
 fallen over the edge of it into a pit of black nothingness. "It's not as if I came home
 and said I'd got someone pregnant.
 It seems to me, unhinged by shock, that this might have been the better option.
 His father says, "Where?"
 "On my arm," he says, and touches his bicep through his shirt.
 His lovely shoulder.
 For three days, I can't speak to my son. I can hardly bear to look at him. I decide
 this is rational. The last thing we need, I think, is an explosion of white-hot words
 that
 In any case, I'm not even sure what it is I want to say. In my mind's eye I stand
 there, a bitter old woman with pursed lips wringing my black-gloved hands. He's
 done the one thing that I've said for years, please d
 upset me if you did this. And now it's happened. So there's nothing left to say
 everyone carries around for the rest of their lives, e
 ngraved on their hearts.
 on't do this. It would really
 So I cry instead. I have a lump in my throat that stops me from eating. I feel as if
 someone has died. I keep thinking of his skin, his precious skin, inked like a pig
 carcasS
 My husband asks, "Have you seen it yet?"
 I shake my head. Like a child, I am hoping that if I keep my eyes tightly shut the
 whole thing will disappear
 It's his body," he says gently. "His choice.
 But what if he wants to be a lawyer?
 A lawyer?
 "Or an accountant."
 He'll be wearing a suit. No one will ever know. And he doesn't want to be a
 I know. I know
 tifalockharts
 this article about some woman's 21 y/o son coming home from school w/ a
 tattoo is THE funniest thing i have seen today
 tifalockharts
 On day three, still in a fog of misery, I say to him, "Shall we talk?"
 We sit down with cups of coffee. I open my mouth to speak and end up crying
 instead. I say, "You couldn't have done anything to hurt me more."
 job I don't even want. I say, "But you're not. You're different. I will never look at
 you in the same way again. It's a visceral feeling. Maybe because I'm your mother
 All those years of looking after your body-taking you to the dentist and making
 you drink milk and worrying about green leafy vegetables and sunscreen and
 cancer from mobile phones. And then you let some stranger inject ink under your
 skin. To me, it seems like self-mutilation. If you'd lost your arm in a car accident, I
 would have understood. I would have done everything to make you feel better
 But this -this is desecration. And I hate it."
 'M SHRIEKING
 regretityet
 You guys.
 gutmeats
 The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
 pack up the moon and dismantle the sun.
 What the fuck
 mustlearntoadult
 SOMEONE LINK THE ARTICLE
 wepon
 a classi
 doctorangelpenguin
 As I was reading this I kept waiting for the tattoo to be revealed as like a nazi
 symbol or some racist shit like for the kkk of something but nope..... She was
 just THAT hurt by ink
 lilaccoloursplash
 You left out the BEST part-stand, a lone tyrannosaurus, bellowing at a world i
 don't understand."
 spontaneoustornadoes
 This woman's writing skills holy fuck
 Source: elsas #give them to me #that stars moon sun quote? raw as F U C K
 49,991 notes
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    Animals, Beautiful, and Birthday: : Anonymous
 Shrimp saved my life
 09/12/18(Wed)18:48:30 No.2813016
 >be depressed, suicidal xanax-
 addicted incel
 >one day I go to my /aq/fag
 uncle's house for some shit
 >he has pet shrimp, never seen
 anything like it before
 he offers to get me some
 53 KB JPG
 throw them in a barely cycled tank with some
 shitty rock
 >several shrimp die
 realize that I killed them with my apathy
 >realize I need to take responsibility for once in
 my life
 >do research, learn about water parameters and
 so on
 eventually I have a beautiful planted tank with no
 more deaths
 >notice a female shrimp carrying eggs
 >haven't felt this excited about anything in almost
 a decade
 the eggs disappear and I once again think I
 fucked up
 a few days later I see a tiny transparent baby
 shrimp
 l suddenly know how the shepherds felt as they
 gazed upon the newborn Christ
 >by this point I live and breathe shrimp
 >all my spare time is spent on shrimp research
 and watching shrimp videos
 >l spend most of the money I had saved from my
 last job on shrimp products
 >quit the Xanax to support shrimp spending
 start putting effort into college in hope of getting
 a good job for my shrimp
 >grades improve, no longer facing the prospect of
 dropping out
 relationship with parents improves since I am
 finally passionate about something and applying
 myself
 >l see genuine happiness in their eyes when I talk
 excitedly about my shrimp
 for my birthday my mom makes me a shrimp
 cake
 it even has fondant legs and little chocolate eggs
 cry like a little bitch when I see it
 >mom hugs me and tells me she's always been
 proud of me
 >college dorm neighbours demand to see my
 shrimp
 >shit they're gonna think I'm autistic
 sthey actually think my shrimp are really cool
 they start inviting me to their social events
 start interacting with girls, get told by girls for the
 first time in my life that I'm fun and smart
 >l think my shrimp would be proud of me if they
 knew
 We're gonna make it bros. Even if you can't do it
 for yourself, do it for the animals that depend on
 you
Anon has a shrimp
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Animals, Beautiful, and Birthday: : Anonymous
 Shrimp saved my life
 09/12/18(Wed)18:48:30 No.2813016
 >be depressed, suicidal xanax-
 addicted incel
 >one day I go to my /aq/fag
 uncle's house for some shit
 >he has pet shrimp, never seen
 anything like it before
 he offers to get me some
 53 KB JPG
 throw them in a barely cycled tank with some
 shitty rock
 >several shrimp die
 realize that I killed them with my apathy
 >realize I need to take responsibility for once in
 my life
 >do research, learn about water parameters and
 so on
 eventually I have a beautiful planted tank with no
 more deaths
 >notice a female shrimp carrying eggs
 >haven't felt this excited about anything in almost
 a decade
 the eggs disappear and I once again think I
 fucked up
 a few days later I see a tiny transparent baby
 shrimp
 l suddenly know how the shepherds felt as they
 gazed upon the newborn Christ
 >by this point I live and breathe shrimp
 >all my spare time is spent on shrimp research
 and watching shrimp videos
 >l spend most of the money I had saved from my
 last job on shrimp products
 >quit the Xanax to support shrimp spending
 start putting effort into college in hope of getting
 a good job for my shrimp
 >grades improve, no longer facing the prospect of
 dropping out
 relationship with parents improves since I am
 finally passionate about something and applying
 myself
 >l see genuine happiness in their eyes when I talk
 excitedly about my shrimp
 for my birthday my mom makes me a shrimp
 cake
 it even has fondant legs and little chocolate eggs
 cry like a little bitch when I see it
 >mom hugs me and tells me she's always been
 proud of me
 >college dorm neighbours demand to see my
 shrimp
 >shit they're gonna think I'm autistic
 sthey actually think my shrimp are really cool
 they start inviting me to their social events
 start interacting with girls, get told by girls for the
 first time in my life that I'm fun and smart
 >l think my shrimp would be proud of me if they
 knew
 We're gonna make it bros. Even if you can't do it
 for yourself, do it for the animals that depend on
 you
Anon has a shrimp
                
            

            
            
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    Animals, Beautiful, and Birthday: : Anonymous
 Shrimp saved my life
 09/12/18(Wed)18:48:30 No.2813016
 >be depressed, suicidal xanax-
 addicted incel
 >one day I go to my /aq/fag
 uncle's house for some shit
 >he has pet shrimp, never seen
 anything like it before
 he offers to get me some
 53 KB JPG
 throw them in a barely cycled tank with some
 shitty rock
 >several shrimp die
 realize that I killed them with my apathy
 >realize I need to take responsibility for once in
 my life
 >do research, learn about water parameters and
 so on
 eventually I have a beautiful planted tank with no
 more deaths
 >notice a female shrimp carrying eggs
 >haven't felt this excited about anything in almost
 a decade
 the eggs disappear and I once again think I
 fucked up
 a few days later I see a tiny transparent baby
 shrimp
 l suddenly know how the shepherds felt as they
 gazed upon the newborn Christ
 >by this point I live and breathe shrimp
 >all my spare time is spent on shrimp research
 and watching shrimp videos
 >l spend most of the money I had saved from my
 last job on shrimp products
 >quit the Xanax to support shrimp spending
 start putting effort into college in hope of getting
 a good job for my shrimp
 >grades improve, no longer facing the prospect of
 dropping out
 relationship with parents improves since I am
 finally passionate about something and applying
 myself
 >l see genuine happiness in their eyes when I talk
 excitedly about my shrimp
 for my birthday my mom makes me a shrimp
 cake
 it even has fondant legs and little chocolate eggs
 cry like a little bitch when I see it
 >mom hugs me and tells me she's always been
 proud of me
 >college dorm neighbours demand to see my
 shrimp
 >shit they're gonna think I'm autistic
 sthey actually think my shrimp are really cool
 they start inviting me to their social events
 start interacting with girls, get told by girls for the
 first time in my life that I'm fun and smart
 >l think my shrimp would be proud of me if they
 knew
 We're gonna make it bros. Even if you can't do it
 for yourself, do it for the animals that depend on
 you
browsedankmemes:

Wholesome shrimp via /r/wholesomememes http://bit.ly/2BAEpHh
    

        
        
        
        
        
        
        
        
    

    

        

            
            

                
                Animals, Beautiful, and Birthday: : Anonymous
 Shrimp saved my life
 09/12/18(Wed)18:48:30 No.2813016
 >be depressed, suicidal xanax-
 addicted incel
 >one day I go to my /aq/fag
 uncle's house for some shit
 >he has pet shrimp, never seen
 anything like it before
 he offers to get me some
 53 KB JPG
 throw them in a barely cycled tank with some
 shitty rock
 >several shrimp die
 realize that I killed them with my apathy
 >realize I need to take responsibility for once in
 my life
 >do research, learn about water parameters and
 so on
 eventually I have a beautiful planted tank with no
 more deaths
 >notice a female shrimp carrying eggs
 >haven't felt this excited about anything in almost
 a decade
 the eggs disappear and I once again think I
 fucked up
 a few days later I see a tiny transparent baby
 shrimp
 l suddenly know how the shepherds felt as they
 gazed upon the newborn Christ
 >by this point I live and breathe shrimp
 >all my spare time is spent on shrimp research
 and watching shrimp videos
 >l spend most of the money I had saved from my
 last job on shrimp products
 >quit the Xanax to support shrimp spending
 start putting effort into college in hope of getting
 a good job for my shrimp
 >grades improve, no longer facing the prospect of
 dropping out
 relationship with parents improves since I am
 finally passionate about something and applying
 myself
 >l see genuine happiness in their eyes when I talk
 excitedly about my shrimp
 for my birthday my mom makes me a shrimp
 cake
 it even has fondant legs and little chocolate eggs
 cry like a little bitch when I see it
 >mom hugs me and tells me she's always been
 proud of me
 >college dorm neighbours demand to see my
 shrimp
 >shit they're gonna think I'm autistic
 sthey actually think my shrimp are really cool
 they start inviting me to their social events
 start interacting with girls, get told by girls for the
 first time in my life that I'm fun and smart
 >l think my shrimp would be proud of me if they
 knew
 We're gonna make it bros. Even if you can't do it
 for yourself, do it for the animals that depend on
 you
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