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0psys wrote:

shaft wrote:If the pedo was mentally ill, did he still deserve to die?

"Police? There's a dude raping my daughter, I'm apprehensive to approach him because he's mentally ill and doesn't deserve the use of force I'd normally reserve for a sane child molester. Could you please come to my home immediately and apprehend him, preferably for detainment in a mental institution where he can seek the help he needs?

Oh, you want my name?

It's Shaft McInternet"

Why do you equate all violence as equal? You make it sound like anyone who does not kill the guy will not do anything to stop or restrain him. If the father punched him only once and knocked him out cold and tied him up so that he couldn't resist or escape, is that not enough for a raging psycho such as yourself?

Why are you even still debating this? It seems pretty much there's no argument now about whether or not it was justified...it was. So why keep at it?

Κracus wrote:I once beat a guy as I was talking to the cops on the phone. I know it sounds like I make this shit up but I'm dead serious.

Yes Kracus, we get it: you're a nutter who likes to brag....and threaten lead pipe beatings over the internet.

Like I said, whenever shit like this happens all the crazies come out of the woodwork.

Kracass is such a pathetic lying bag of shit

0psys wrote:

shaft wrote:If the pedo was mentally ill, did he still deserve to die?

"Police? There's a dude raping my daughter, I'm apprehensive to approach him because he's mentally ill and doesn't deserve the use of force I'd normally reserve for a sane child molester. Could you please come to my home immediately and apprehend him, preferably for detainment in a mental institution where he can seek the help he needs?

Oh, you want my name?

It's Shaft McInternet"

rofl, glad I could give you the opportunity once again to show everyone what a monumental retard you are.

Your font colour is extremely difficult to see on an iPhone. I have to do an entire finger spread to read it.

Κracus wrote:I once beat a guy as I was talking to the cops on the phone. I know it sounds like I make this shit up but I'm dead serious.

He broke into my apartment, came back the next week to do it again but didn't know I was home. Left, and tried to break into someone elses house at which point I was on the phone with the cops and when he came out I caught him, bounced his face off the sidewalk while talking to the dispatcher the entire time. The whole situation was hilarious really, I had the guy with my foot on his neck while pulling the backpack he had stolen from me the previous week off him. If you can picture this, he's face first on the sidewalk with me with one foot on his back and his arms are completed trapped backwards because of the straps on the backpack. Fun times.

I once stabbed a man in the eye, no shit.

Few years back I was flat on my arse, jobless and next to homeless then I met this guy, lets call him Joe, top lad, made friends and he helped me out to get back on my feet, gave me a place to stay, bit of money to tide me over and sorted me out with some work but the thing is Joe had a Mrs. Anyway after about 6 months me and his Mrs start gettting it on, for about 3 years we were bouncing each other all round the house and we really liked each other until 1 day Joe came home and caught us at it, he fucking flipped and nearly broke my jaw so I just grabbed the fork from the fondue I was munching and jabbed him in the eye, not long after the police turn up and took him away, leaving me in the house with his mrs. After a few days go by he turns up, cotton patch on his eye ranting and laughing about how he was shagging some other bird across town before walking back out, if it hadnt been for cotton eye joe id been married long time ago, where did you come from and where did you go ?, where did you come from cotton eye Joe ?

All this back and forth is this thread seems ridiculous. One person purposely missing the others point for the sake of argument.

Reality for any parent is to protect your child to the greatest extent. No matter what. In the heat of the situation any child molester is going to receive the maximum punishment from the respective parent.

In retrospect everyone may question the actions of the parent. Was the parent too harsh or did the punishment fit the crime? Certainly we don't want people going around inflicting individual justice nor do we want to set a precedence. But we all have to understand what the perpetrator did wrong and why a parent would react in that manor.

Did the parent in the situation act responsibly? No. Did the punishment fit the crime? Yes.

This world isn't black and white. Every situation is going to require evaluation.

Party on.

Yellow computers are for fags.

losCHUNK wrote:

Κracus wrote:I once beat a guy as I was talking to the cops on the phone. I know it sounds like I make this shit up but I'm dead serious.

He broke into my apartment, came back the next week to do it again but didn't know I was home. Left, and tried to break into someone elses house at which point I was on the phone with the cops and when he came out I caught him, bounced his face off the sidewalk while talking to the dispatcher the entire time. The whole situation was hilarious really, I had the guy with my foot on his neck while pulling the backpack he had stolen from me the previous week off him. If you can picture this, he's face first on the sidewalk with me with one foot on his back and his arms are completed trapped backwards because of the straps on the backpack. Fun times.

I once stabbed a man in the eye, no shit.

Few years back I was flat on my arse, jobless and next to homeless then I met this guy, lets call him Joe, top lad, made friends and he helped me out to get back on my feet, gave me a place to stay, bit of money to tide me over and sorted me out with some work but the thing is Joe had a Mrs. Anyway after about 6 months me and his Mrs start gettting it on, for about 3 years we were bouncing each other all round the house and we really liked each other until 1 day Joe came home and caught us at it, he fucking flipped and nearly broke my jaw so I just grabbed the fork from the fondue I was munching and jabbed him in the eye, not long after the police turn up and took him away, leaving me in the house with his mrs. After a few days go by he turns up, cotton patch on his eye ranting and laughing about how he was shagging some other bird across town before walking back out, if it hadnt been for cotton eye joe id been married long time ago, where did you come from and where did you go ?, where did you come from cotton eye Joe ?

was going to do bel air, but i can't be arsed now

Κracus wrote:I once beat a guy as I was talking to the cops on the phone. I know it sounds like I make this shit up but I'm dead serious.

He broke into my apartment, came back the next week to do it again but didn't know I was home. Left, and tried to break into someone elses house at which point I was on the phone with the cops and when he came out I caught him, bounced his face off the sidewalk while talking to the dispatcher the entire time. The whole situation was hilarious really, I had the guy with my foot on his neck while pulling the backpack he had stolen from me the previous week off him. If you can picture this, he's face first on the sidewalk with me with one foot on his back and his arms are completed trapped backwards because of the straps on the backpack. Fun times.

Shit, I think I read about this. Wasn't it a couple of black guys? You went to prison for it if I remember, full of hate, but you met a guy while doing laundry detail, and his kindness showed you that your political and ideological views were wrong, and then you got out of prison and began disassociating yourself with your old friends, but unfortunately it was too late to save your brother who tragically died in the school toilet, the victim of a shooting at the hands of, ironically, a black guy?

Don't worry, Hulk, I'll never break the first rule of fight club.

that's not the version i heard. i heard kracus's wife was having an affair with a golfer, and the golfer and wife were murdered in their bed by an intruder and kracus got the blame for it and was given life. but while inside the max security prison he met a elderly black man who taught him some important lessons about life and helped him to cope, and also he got on the good side of the prison guards by helping them fiddle their tax returns (though the incident with the record player and the tannoy didn't go down well). in the end he was able to escape to mexico down a tunnel full of shit, but not before landing the prison warden in it by sending proof of his prison labour profiteering to a national newspaper and stealing his shoes

kracus is currently renovating a boat in cancun, on which he and the elderly black man will take many happy fishing trips together

lol

In reality we all know someone that could beat seven bells of shit out of kracus. We all know someone with his personality traits, AND we've seen said person make a swift exit when the need arises for a superhero fighter elite.

Bullshit. The truth is that one day while heading home after a wild birthday party for his uncle, Kracus was approached by his good friend and occasional ganja supplier and asked to deliver a ring across a continent. He gathered his posse and embarked on a long voyage where he encountered elves, goblins, and all sorts of terrifying beasts until they got separated by a river, forcing Kracus to continue the journey with only his gay lover. After a whole bunch of shit, he actually pulled a 180 and tried to keep the ring to himself but DTS bit his finger off and caused an entire volcano to shit itself. Kracus was carried to safety by a giant bird and woke up to his young friends bouncing on his bed while a bunch of creepy bearded men watched them frolic.

Kracus eventually set sail for the Grey Havens because there was a warrant out for him after he banged the king's wife.

Captain Mazda wrote: forcing Kracus to continue the journey with only his gay lover

And this is where you came into the story.

On this fate filled voyage Kracus yearned for his gay lover, having been rescued by the giant bird and leaving him behind, he encountered a moral realisation that life is not worth living without his trusted Captain Spaz and set sail for super gay bay...

You guys are hilarious.

losCHUNK wrote:On this fate filled voyage Kracus yearned for his gay lover, having been rescued by the giant bird and leaving him behind, he encountered a moral realisation that life is not worth living without his trusted Captain Spaz and set sail for super gay bay...

...and he was accompanied on this voyage of anal discovery by an entire crew of gay elvish sailors. when Kracus asked them how many of their cocks they could fit up his ass, they replied they could fit all of their cocks in there, though one helpfully added "and my bow" (thankfully there were no dwarves on board)

lol

plained wrote:in a world where people do what they want and say

sorry!

after

i think anybody pedoing should get shock collar and sent in to melted down reactor duty.

at least the guys dead now and wont be continuing!

lol fucking hell i'm deranged ey

guess its better to beat the life out instead!

seremtan wrote:

losCHUNK wrote:On this fate filled voyage Kracus yearned for his gay lover, having been rescued by the giant bird and leaving him behind, he encountered a moral realisation that life is not worth living without his trusted Captain Spaz and set sail for super gay bay...

...and he was accompanied on this voyage of anal discovery by an entire crew of gay elvish sailors. when Kracus asked them how many of their cocks they could fit up his ass, they replied they could fit all of their cocks in there, though one helpfully added "and my bow" (thankfully there were no dwarves on board)

Little did these elvish sailors know that Kracus used his long lost love as a buttplug and no matter how many dicks or bows they squashed in, it was never enough to fulfill the biggest dick of all. Everything was tried, from cornettos to banana loafs, but it wasnt until after 40 days and 40 nights of drunken debauchery that Kracus proceded to goatse his ass onto the muzzle of the cannon before ordering his band of queer sailors to fire its contents skywards, Kracus, keeping a firm grip held steadfast and for a time, things were well....

...and my axe!

losCHUNK wrote:Little did these elvish sailors know that Kracus used his long lost love as a buttplug and no matter how many dicks or bows they squashed in, it was never enough to fulfill the biggest dick of all. Everything was tried, from cornettos to banana loafs, but it wasnt until after 40 days and 40 nights of drunken debauchery that Kracus proceded to goatse his ass onto the muzzle of the cannon before ordering his band of queer sailors to fire its contents skywards, Kracus, keeping a firm grip held steadfast and for a time, things were well....

...as his fecally-propelled ass rocketed skyward. he had never felt this good before in his entire life! but then, within his gaping fudge tunnel, he felt an ominous movement, followed by a loud pop, and he knew something was wrong. Captain Spaz, who up to that point had been clamped to the walls of his anal canal like a big gay pirate limpet, had come loose and fallen out, and was now hurtling toward the ocean below in full hockey gear, a bright falling star of faggotry and winter sports. "oh no!" cried Kracus, "a goal tender's kit has the mass and density of a bomb-disposal suit! he will surely drown!" without a moment's hesitation, he fashion a bundle of lead pipes into a crude rudder, which he used to deflect the anal fire roaring from his gaping ass-turbine and steered himself downward on an intercept course...

This is how an episode of Lost gets written.

Actually goalie equipment is very buoyant, unlike semencan's wrinkly cock in a sea of children.

TMYK