Early Weekend Open Thread

I've got a thing tonight!

In an earlier thread, I craftily tricked the cucks on this blog into admitting they liked musicals.

Musicals!

All I had to say was "I liked Little Shop of Horrors" and all the cucks decloaked.

They like following the strong leadership of a clearly more masculine male, such as myself.

You can now make fun of these simpering soybeans and ostracize them for admitting their weakness and love of soy-based entertainments.

You should maybe call their bosses and get them fired for permitting other men such wicked license with their wives.

I, of course, was lying the whole time. I don't even like music all that much, to be honest, except maybe the drums, which isn't cucky because it's hitting things with sticks.

The only music I could really get into would be some kind of rhythmic arrangement of bullets hitting tank armor with occasional sounds of axes chopping into oaks and boarskulls.

And to be honest, I don't really need the rhythm. Rhythm is for weaklings and betas who need the stricture of a time signature to order their useless moments, like a milk-sop little boy needs his mommy to tell him when it's time to make a sitting pee-pee.

I'm very disappointed with some of you outrageous-camp joyboys. To think that this blog would one day be a den of iniquity where "men" talked about their "passion" for "music" and "singing."

(In other words, if you want to continue talking about music, here's a thread where you can do that. Cucks.)

posted by Ace of Spades at 08:40 PM

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