Do you drink milk in public anymore?

Germanman wrote:

After watching"Get Out" it's quite clear that milk is viewed negatively by minorities. Should people be more sensitive to others' sensitivities?

Left of left is still left.

Yes. Exactly why I only drink chocolate milk when in public. Best of both worlds

Not since I was weaned.

I drink milk and eat pork with delight.

Only when I attend D2 nats.

Watch the new documentary What The Health and you won't drink it anymore or eat meat for that matter. Good film.

jewbacca wrote:

Only when I attend D2 nats.

I see what you did there, well played.

Milk was a bad choice.

Only if it's lukewarm.

We don't want your milk, Liam.

No but I see a lot of fat people drinking beer and soda.

I tend to drink jamins milk in private

I can remember the first time someone tracked me down after finding out that I had said hurtful things on the internet. When he confronted me I had no recourse but to start panicking and crying and blubbering and sweating.

My perspiration hydrated all the dried c um on my flabby body and filled the room with the smell of semen (and seamen) and desperation and sadness and RACISM and HATRED and MEAN WORDS. I was on the ground, begging him to forgive me. I looked up to him and I will never forget what happened next. This towering figure of human enlightenment stared down at me with a nonchalant, pitying look in his eyes and a smirk on his face as he said "Heh, it's time for you to get reading." and tossed a copy of To Kill a Mockingbird in front of me and then left.

I tried to pick up the tome that I hoped would deliver me from my narrow-mindedness, but my fat greasy fingers couldn't control the pages and the book kept slipping from my hammy meat hooks of hate. I wiped my mits on my camo cargo shorts and persisted (just as She has) with my efforts. But it was no use. Big, scary words littered the page. When my dull x-phobic wits were able to pick up the subtle and complex themes of the story it cause my bigot brain to recoil in pain. I was no closer to freeing myself from the evil machinations the euro-patriarchy had ensnared me in.

Being the weak coward that I am I slunk off back to my nest of junk food wrappers/masturbatorium/injustice igloo. My mind worked hard to forget about the humiliation that the do-gooder had caused me. The bigotry reclaimed control of my cognition and in turn I went back to spewing bigotry on the web. Yet still I feel pangs of guilt for my horrific behavior, wishing I could join our beautiful society of progress. However I know that that can never be the life for a simplistic stale pale male such as myself.

This is the story of how I got to be here today- through weakness, stupidity, and primitive thought. So take heed and do not go down this path of prejudice; lest you end up a grotesque, friendless, obese loser such as myself. Thank you for your time, and farewell.

Yes. If I bought the milk at a restaurant, I will drink it. Never brought my own milk anywhere. Who the hell does?

Only when I win Daytona

Kiddiidyyd wrote:

Only when I win Daytona

You mean the Indy 500 Mario.

Put a quart of milk and a package of Oreo's infront of me and I wouldnt care who was around.

Do chocolate Frostys count? Just had one of those today.