Building my whitelist

I dislike tomatoes, but I like ketchup. Is this considered strange xD?
Oh, and Hi, of course!

Q: What has four wheels and flies?

A: A garbage truck.

Hi, have a nica weekend :D

I'm like that last kid in that gif, who wanted to join the others (for a whitelist experience).

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hello!

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Hi. Here's the best gif ever.

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Hi.

As a Boy Scout, we would camp a lot and go on hikes.
One night, we had to do a night hike, alone, for a merit badge. I had left the campsite about an hour earlier and a terrible storm rolled in. The sky opened up and the ground was quickly saturated. I tried to continue my hike for another few minutes, but it got cold and I was chilled and soaked to the bone, so I decided to try to head back to camp.
Lightning was starting to crackle above me, so I thought I should try to take a shortcut to make my hike back quicker. I pulled out my compass and found my direction, but the rain made it impossible to see more than five feet in front of me.
I was looking down at my compass, not paying any attention to where I was going, and suddenly felt weightless. The feeling didn't last long as I thumped down on slippery earth a second later.
I had fallen onto a ledge on the side of a rather steep cliff, the bottom of which was at least fifty feet down.
I sat there, contemplating on how to get back up this cliff as water rolled over the edge ten feet above me. There was nothing to grab onto to pull myself up. I was stuck there.
After a few minutes, I noticed the little ledge I was standing on was slowly getting smaller. The water was coming down so hard it was eroding the tiny bit of safety I had.
I dug through my pockets, thinking maybe I had something, anything, to help me out of my precarious situation. All I had was my compass, a cough drop, and a match. I was screwed.
So, I sat there, watching the edge of the ledge I was on get closer and closer to my feet, when suddenly I felt something pushing on my back.
I turned slightly and saw a wooden box sticking out of the cliff behind me. It was working its way out of the side, the rain surely helping it along. I tried to move away from it, but the ledge wasn't very wide and the box kept coming out, pushing me farther to the weak and failing edge.
As more of the box came out, to my horror, I realized it was a coffin! I had no idea how old it was, but it looked rather rotten. All I could think of was being pushed off this ledge, and the rotten coffin breaking and dropping a skeleton onto my broken and battered body at the bottom.
The coffin crept closer, my foot began to slip. I grabbed onto a root that was sticking out of the cliffside and dug in my pocket once more.
I hurriedly tore the wrapper off the cough drop and stuck it in my mouth. It stopped the coffin.

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I didn't get it. What do we have to do?

Just kidding :$ Good luck with your pickups and thanks! :)

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My dad once told me: "Son, be strong. Strength...will help you break things."

Enjoy your blacklist.

Just say Hi, maybe you'll be picked

'Hi'

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Obviously life doesn't very often offer real laughter (or at least for me :P) but when you mentioned make me laugh I remembered one time I did laugh, hard. A few years ago (awww QQ how sad :D). Wanted to share that experience with you (all) but it takes some effort. To really enjoy, really read. No scanning. It's worth it. :)

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This made me laugh alot. Hopefully you and whoever else stumbles on it enjoy it as well.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8Poi5x0E2CM

In case the video fails,

HI!

So I am not on your whitelist? You know what?
http://i.imgur.com/geqx4SV.gifv

Meow

Hello I'm Jash Jacob, I just finished my engineering and I'm on 22 blacklists according to the newly lauched SG personal stats! :O

I'm Catplane, I'm kinda new here, I'm a Linux gamer (so I'd obviously only enter for Linux games. Ubuntu, if anybody was wondering about which distro). One of my fav games of all time is still Crash Bandicoot Warped.

I have a terrible sense of humor because I like stupid puns, but here's a joke that made me laugh recently:
-"How the hell do you talk to people?"
-"You stand in front of them and press A."

Hai. I like ketchup on hashbrowns and eggs. I can haz whitelist?
Also my ratio is pretty good and I keep it civil in the forums.

Hi, I'm Vee and let me give you two cute little kitties:)

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“There’s a deeper meaning here,” I thought to myself before biting into my sixth Crunchwrap Supreme of the evening, chewing for several seconds, then dropping to my knees and vomiting a brilliant cascade of red, brown, and orange into the plastic Taco Bell bag at my side. The cold linoleum floor was comforting, and I stayed there for a moment, hunched over the bag, staring down at the mess as I anticipated a second wave, but it never came — just a series of shuddering dry heaves and a few sharp burps that hinted of sour cream.

“Loser! We have a loser!”

The referee stood over me, his voice cutting through the waves of nausea that still racked my weakened body. It was over. I had lost. To my right, the winner stood from his chair. I looked up in time to see him push the final piece of Crunchwrap Supreme Number Seven into his mouth and throw his arms in the air, victorious, as he chewed and chewed and finally swallowed the last bite of that horrible disease of a food item I had once held in such high regard. He cracked a smile, pumped his fist, and began jumping up and down, bouncing around the kitchen in celebration. Bad idea. He didn’t even have time to hit the ground before a bright mosaic of Taco Bell’s finest ingredients — barely digested — spewed freely from his mouth, down his shirt, onto his shoes, forming a shallow pool around his feet. He fell to his knees and let loose. “Awe inspiring” may be a strange way to describe a young man vomiting gallons of liquefied fast food onto a dingy kitchen floor, but it was the only phrase I could think to associate with that image at the time. He had won the contest and now he was capping it off with the most impressive display of puking any of us had ever witnessed. He was a champion through and through. I couldn’t help but be jealous.

When he finally stopped, he looked up at me. I was on the ground, leaning against the wall, still clutching the barf-filled Taco Bell bag at my side. His eyes met mine. They were red, filled with tears.

“Why?” he asked weakly.

I thought for a moment. There was only one answer.

“Because we had to,” I said.

He nodded. He understood. We both did. Sometimes you have to prove yourself. Sometimes that involves a sporting competition or an academic achievement or a test of skill. And sometimes it starts when one man says he can eat seven Crunchwrap Supremes in 30 minutes and another man calls him a liar because there’s no way in hell anyone can do that. And sometimes the only way to put a question like that to rest is to drive to the nearest Taco Bell and ask for 14 Crunchwrap Supremes and stand there with a look of determination on your face while the cashier asks you to repeat your order, because who the fuck buys 14 Crunchwrap Supremes. And sometimes, once the contest is over and a winner has been declared and you’re both lying there in puddles of unspeakable filth, burping and moaning and regretting your own stubbornness, you begin to see the value of your actions. Because while you were trapped in the sordid depths of that competitive fast food binge — somewhere between the thrill of the fight and the fear of impending sickness — you caught a glimpse of your true self. You’re someone who stands his ground. You’re someone who refuses to concede. You’re someone for whom it takes violent stomach convulsions to make you back down.

Some men climb mountains. Others eat until they throw up. At that moment, for my opponent and me, there was little difference between a disc-shaped fast food burrito and the snow-capped peaks of Kilimanjaro.

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Ever since I gotten married, I gained a lot of weight. That is why I have been dieting and exercising in order to return to my original weight.

7 lbs. 5 oz.

Hello, thank you for the amazing opportunity. You are the best!

Hi! A friend of mine thinks that it plays as CR7 constantly asks the ball, trying to beat all, but in fact He small and plump))