what have you always wanted to tell a certain person, but never built up the courage to say it?

here's my message to my old "enemy":
"i'm sorry i was such a dick, can you forgive me?"

Okay, so, you get a button. Each time you press the button, you get rewarded with a two hundred thousand dollars. However, each time you press the button, there is also a 1% chance of a minotaur appearing and raping you to a slow and agonizing death.

How often do you press the button?

Bumblebees are the best bees (and insects) in the world, thus they deserve their own thread.

ITT: Bumblebees

Look at that fuzzy bumblebro right there.

ITT: Reveal the secrets that you plan to take to the grave.

- I feel my sisters body to get my cock hard, then I take my hard cock and rub the head along her pussy slit until it gets nice and wet. Feels so fucking good. I have to resist the urge to stick it in. She is asleep during this.

-I suck on my sisters toes when she sleeps.

-I lost my virginity to a Tijuanna Hooker.

Tell me why assault weapons should be banned.

I want real evidence not your emotional responses, logical fallacies, and/or personal input about needs versus wants. Just plain facts.

This is for my ethics class.

I'm bored fellow robits and robettes, what should I do?

The apocalypse has happened, most of humanity is wiped out with zombies, mutants and bandits roaming former city scapes. I've barely managed to rescue all of you robots and we've commandeered a small flotila of ships to safety.

We've made landfall and decide to build a settlement here called Robo Town.

We have a year's worth of food, lots of seeds, lots of nails and screws, lots of bottled water and purification tablets (although the river is fresh), buckets, pots, knives, axes, picks, shovels, hammers, hovels, and all the most basic of human tools.

We've also brought along a ton of book for both recreational and society building.

We have enough gas to send a few of the smaller boats back to the city in case we need to scavenge for supplies.

It's time for you robots to put your life skills and knowledge into good use! I didnt save you all for nothing. I've decided to dismantle our largest boat (a ferry) into the local town centre/store house/sleeping area until we can get some log cabins going.

I'll send a few /k/ommandoes and /tr/avellers to scout out the local area for anything of interest. We might be able to use some of the boats we commandeered as fishing vessels to get some fresh food going.

Everyone else is either building our town centre or chopping trees.

So, robots what is our next plan for survival?

'sup /r9k/?

Ladychanner here requesting your assistance. I've been with this guy for 6 months, we're madly in love, blahdeeblah. To be quite frank, I don't want to fuck, but dear god these 2 hour make out sessions with no release are driving me crazy. I want to move up a level to handjobs/blowjobs/etc which is hindered by two problems:

1) We're both shy as hell, it took us 3 months to even talk to each other when it was blatantly obvious we liked each other. We're comfortable with each other, but we're both just nervous people. I know he wants it, he knows I want it, but neither of us can get the courage to do it.

2) I'm inexperienced. I've only been with one guy, and he was a controlling ass who pretty much just went at it and left me laying there. I have no clue what guys like, what to do, how to go about it. I know he won't care if I suck, but I'm so scared of reaching down his pants and yanking his little buddy off,leaving him withering in pain.

So, walk me through the next steps of this situation, if you sufficiently deliver (i.e. not just "jack him off" or other worthless explanations of what to do), I will sufficiently deliver (Pictures of me in cute panties, no face, too many of my friends are channers, but still, I have a nice body)

So, typical situation. We're in bed, making out, his shirt is off, belt is undone, my bra is off but my shirt is still on. We're going at it, licking and biting each other's ears/necks/shoulders/chests. From there I ________?

Post every cool story or event told to you by your relatives.
My uncle was a crew chief in Vietnam and flew a Sikorsky UH-34 helicopter. A few years ago he and his fellow veterans found a mostly intact UH-34 in a junkyard and set about rebuilding it to its former glory. 5 years work done through spare time and donations, and it was fully repaired and ready to fly.
Here's the website
http://www.34restoration.org/
Pic related, that helicopter is a lot bigger when you're standing in front of it.

Alright, rowboats, here's the game: Find as many possible ways of saying the following sentence, while still retaining all meaning.

"On Tuesday, my father and I walked down to the corner store to buy some milk and some cigarettes."