Vent thread

There's this hole inside of them
Empty, hollow, vacated
It's like you ask yourself is this it?
Is this what i've been fucking living for?
This is it? isn't life disappointing?
Constantly misled, deceived, and perpetually lied to
It's time to take your own life
And examine it
Because might you might find yourself saying this is it?
This is all I have ever lived for
As you walk through life light
Because you're walking utterly empty

One thing, I don't know why
It doesn't even matter how hard you try
Keep that in mind, I designed this rhyme
To remind myself how I tried so hard
In spite of the way you were mockin' me
Actin' like I was part of your property
Rememberin' all the times you fought with me
I'm surprised it got so far
Things aren't the way they were before
You wouldn't even recognize me anymore
Not that you knew me back then, but it all comes back to me in the end
You kept everything inside and even though I tried, it all fell apart
What it meant to me will eventually be a memory of a time when
I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this, there's only one thing you should know
I've put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this, there's only one thing you should know
I tried so hard and got so far
But in the end, it doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all
But in the end, it doesn't even matter

Wrong way on a one way track, seems like I should be getting somewhere, somehow neither here nor there.

Shouldn't they be asking themselves why?
The feel the way they do about this?
Perhaps a change of prespective is required, rather than carrying on and simply hiding of the truth
But you life surrounded of lies so well that
The line between who you are is diffuse
You're more like something someone told you to be
A barely visible reflection of what you want to imitate
Who are you trying to imitate with so many falsehoods?
Is that lie what makes you feel safe?

I wanna fuck a pony, yeah they got me crazy
I wanna get, with a small pastel horse
Tell me that it’s weird, but I think you’re just coping,
Cause really how could any woman compete?

Hooved girls, cause they stand on four
making busty women look like literal whores
When I find one, things are getting hot and lewd
Now baby your pussy juice in my mouth shall pour

Perfectly sized, they were made for me
You can take them in your arms, it was meant to be
Drop the steed, interbreed, and fulfill my need
for her snowpity, I’m so greedy for that human on pony

They’re so hot when they’re showing that chest fluff
Better stay clothed if I don’t I might jump to take a huff
Mind’s a blur of all the things I’d do
once a pony gets me in her hooves



I could be a pet, or dominate
top or bottom any hole what difference does it make
if we fuck and fuck and fuck and go at it all night long
is it right cause it don’t feel wrong

Yeah the ponies got it all
from the looks the tools and did I mention that they’re adorable?
Once you go mare nothing can compare
All the women they just won't dare

Women, don't have something, called snowpity
That can make you twist, and turn, and squirm, at the drop of a hat
Now tell me, can your babe do that?

I think not cause she’s just a babe
and she ain’t got that mare drive
Cause I give ‘em 30 seconds till she’s out like a light
but a mare keeps going keep me up all night



Just the thought, has me hot, got a flow, like a waterfall
Play a game of Buck Ball minus the Ball
against, a wall, do it on the Ponyville fruit stalls
even on the Mayor’s desk, in the town hall

Keep your women, ponies got me harder
We’ll bang more, and the children, will be better
Tell me they’re not real but you got no reason
Get ‘em in my bed, and it’s open season

Man the thought has got me restless
could you handle THE estrus
The bed, will rock, the head of my cock
spraying seed, deep inside her tight horse pussy

How do their pussies taste, is it sweet or salty?
Anon tell me how to make a batch of their sweet honey
Open up the portal and let me through
cause I wanna fuck a pony baby let me ride you

A drunk? A drug addict
A motherly protector of the young?
Another bed-staining cunt?
An agresor that needs to be told?
Or just a craven lust-driven individual
Channelling confusion and fear
Into a sickly limp repetitive craft
You say you loved sex?
You'll love being hated for the act
The filthier the abuse and the desperate underage details
Only words
But they’re words I collect
Words I fuck
Thoughts and campaigners I covet and care so very much about that I keep the showy wrapping text
Perfect pure products
It wants truth
It wants to be fooled
It needs to be convinced
It’s looking for something to believe
A suggestion on what works
This is what adults do
Isn't it better to think
About what the fuck it is we really want
Why we do the things we do
The things that really haunt us, affect us, truly touch us
And these things we really we truly scare about the nightmares
Would you feel better off without you?
We now know how it was always so even more ordinary, even more sloppy and even more disappointing
Your tired slow tendered dissociated fucking core
Slides onto this floor
Dividing your split dysfunctioning carcass
Then it must be time to go inside and find out what the fuck it is that you really want
What do you want to be when you grow up?

I was lonelier than Kunta Kinte at a Merle Haggard concert that night
I strolled on into Uncle Limpy's hump palace lookin' for love
It had been a while, in fact, three hundred and sixty-five had come
And went since that midnight run haulin' hog to shakey town on I-10

I had picked up this hitchhiker that was sweatin' gallons
Through a pair of daisy duke cut-offs
And one of those fruit of the loom Tank-tops
Well, that night I lost myself to ruby red lips
Milky white skin and baby blue eyes, name was Russell

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well, I find it's quite a thrill when she grinds me against her will
Yes a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Well, faster than you can say, shallow grave
This pretty little thing come up to me
And starts kneadin' my balls like hard boiled eggs in a tube sock
Said her name was Bambi and I said
"Well, that's a Coincidence darlin'
'Cause I was just thinkin' about skinnin' you like a Deer"

Well, she smiled, had about as much teeth as a Jack-O-Lantern
And I went on to tell her how I would wear her face like a mask
As I do my little kooky dance and then she told me to shush
I guess she could sense my desperation
Of course, it's hard to hide a hard-on
When you're dressed like Minnie Pearl

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill when she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

So, Bambi's goin' on about how she can make
All my fantasies come true
So I says, "Even this one I have where Jesus Christ is Jackhammerin' Mickey Mouse in the doo-doo hole with a lawn dart
As Garth Brooks gives birth to somethin' resemblin' a
Cheddar cheese log with almonds on Santa Claus's tummy-tum?"

Well, ten beers, twenty minutes and thirty dollars later
I'm parkin' the beef bus in Tuna Town if you know what I mean
Got to nail her back at her trailer
Heh, that rhymes, I have to admit it was even more of a turn-on
When I found out she was doin' me to buy baby formula

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill when she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

Day or so had passed when I popped the clutch
Gave the tranny a spin and slid on into the
Stinky pinky gulp n' guzzle big rig snooze-a-stop
There I was browsin' through the latest issue of Throb
When I saw Bambi starin' at me from the back of the milk carton

Well, my heart just dropped
So I decided to do what any good Christian would
You can not imagine how difficult it is to hold
A half gallon of moo juice and polish the one-eyed gopher
When your doin' seventy-five in an eighteen-wheeler
I never thought missing children could be so sexy
Did I say that out loud?

Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'
Well I find it's quite a thrill when she grinds me against her will
Yes, a lap dance is so much better when the stripper is cryin'

I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
I told the witch doctor I was in love with you
And then the witch doctor, he told me what to do
He said that

Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang

I told the witch doctor you didn't love me true
I told the witch doctor you didn't love me nice
And then the witch doctor, he gave me this advice
He said that

Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang

You've been keeping love from me just like you were a miser
And I'll admit I wasn't very smart
So I went out and found myself a guy that's so much wiser
And he taught me the way to win your heart

My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to say
My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to do
I know that you'll be mine when I say this to you

Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang

You've been keeping love from me just like you were a miser
And I'll admit I wasn't very smart
So I went out and found myself a guy that's so much wiser
And he taught me the way to win your heart

My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to say
My friend the witch doctor, he taught me what to do
I know that you'll be mine when I say this to you
Oh, baby

Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Come on and ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang
Ooo eee, ooo ah ah, ting tang
Walla walla, bing bang

Oh, filly, I've known you very well
I've seen you growing every day
I never really looked before
But now you take my breath away
Suddenly you're in my life
Part of everything I do
You got me working day and night
Just tryin' to keep a hold on you
Here in your hooves I found my paradise
My only chance for happiness
And if I lose you now, I think I would die
Oh, say you'll always be my baby, we can make it shine
We can take forever, just a minute at a time
More than a mare
More than a mare to me
More than a mare
More than a mare to me
There are stories old and true
Of species mixers so in love like you and me
And I can see myself
Let history repeat itself
Reflecting how I feel for you
Thinking 'bout those people then
I know that in a thousand years
I'd fall in love with you again
This is the only way that we should fly
This is the only way to go
And if I lose your love, I know I would die
Oh, say you'll always be my baby, we can make it shine
We can take forever, just a minute at a time
More than a mare
More than a mare to me
More than a mare (ooh, my baby)
More than a mare to me
Hey
More than a mare
More than a mare to me (oh, so much more)
More than a mare (oh, baby)
More than a mare to me
More than a mare
More than a mare to me
More than a mare
More than a mare to me
More than a mare

I don't believe you
Not for a second
But I want to
I do want to hear what you have to say
I really want to believe
But you're a bad liar
What were you thinking?
Hold your fucking breath
Tell me again
About your pain
And about your therapy
And the Prozac
And the stitches
And the photos
Tell me again

Ha-Ha! Well now, we call this the act of mating
But there are several other very important differences
Between human beings and animals that you should know about
(I'd appreciate your input)

Sweat baby, sweat baby, sex is a Texas drought
Me and you do the kind of stuff that only Prince would sing about
So put your hands down my pants and I'll bet you'll feel nuts
Yes, I'm Siskel, yes, I'm Ebert and you're getting two thumbs up
You've had enough of two-hand touch, you want it rough, you're out of bounds
I want you smothered, want you covered, like my Waffle House hash browns
Coming quicker than FedEx, never reaching an apex, just like Coca-Cola stock, you are inclined
To make me rise an hour early just like Daylight Savings Time

Do it now!
You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now!
You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Getting horny now

Love, the kind you clean up with a mop and bucket
Like the lost catacombs of Egypt, only God knows where we stuck it
Hieroglyphics, let me be Pacific: I wanna be down in your South Seas
But I got this notion that the motion of your ocean means "Small Craft Advisory"
So if I capsize on your thighs high tide, B-5, you sunk my battleship
Please turn me on, I'm Mister Coffee with an automatic drip
So show me yours, I'll show you mine, "Tool Time," you'll Lovett just like Lyle
And then we'll do it doggy style so we can both watch "X-Files"

Do it now!
You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now!
You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Getting horny now

You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now!
You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel

Do it now!
You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Do it again now!
You and me, baby, ain't nothing but mammals
So let's do it like they do on the Discovery Channel
Getting horny now

Sfiòrano l'onde nere nella fitta oscurità,
dalle torrette fiere ogni sguardo attento stà!
Taciti ed invisibili, partono i sommergibili!
Cuori e motori d'assaltatori
contro l'immensità!

Andar pel vaso mar
ridendo in faccia a Monna Morte ed al destino!
Colpir e seppelir
Ogni nemico che s'incontra sul cammino!
E' così che vive il marinar
nel profondo cuor del sonante mar!
Del nemico e dell'avversità
se ne infischia perchè sa che vincerà!

Giù sotto l'onda grigia di foschia nell'albeggiar
una torretta bigia spia la preda al suo passar!
Scatta dal sommergibile rapido ed infallibile
diritto e sicuro batte il siluro
schianta, sconvolge il mar!

Andar pel vaso mar
ridendo in faccia a Monna Morte ed al destino!
Colpir e seppelir
Ogni nemico che s'incontra sul cammino!
E' così che vive il marinar
nel profondo cuor del sonante mar!
Del nemico e dell'avversità
se ne infischia perchè sa che vincerà!

Ora sull'onda azzurra nella luce mattinal
ogni motor sussurra come un canto trionfal!
Ai porti inaccessibili tornano i sommergibili:
ogni bandiera che batte fiera
una vittoria val!

Andar pel vaso mar
ridendo in faccia a Monna Morte ed al destino!
Colpir e seppelir
Ogni nemico che s'incontra sul cammino!
E' così che vive il marinar
nel profondo cuor del sonante mar!
Del nemico e dell'avversità
se ne infischia perchè sa che vincerà!

i saw red vent. red is the impostir amogus.

I keep running in to people on the internet who seem to think that the numbers in the 80/20 rule have to add up to 100. I know I had to read up on it to wrap my head around what the heck was going on, but it seems like my bit of research was actually better than theirs. And it's hard to bring up and point out, because the numbers being used to make a point are vaguely sorta in the right direction, since they're usually only using one number to mean "most" with the other number being the one they're actually talking about.

It's like watching a bunch of Dunning-Krueger people spreading misunderstandings and lies to each other when they don't actually understand what they're talking about, and they've never thought about how it works, even though it's an idea they're enthusiastically using to make their main point. They're wrong, but they're not wrong enough for it to be possible to guide them to see it. Often, I find their thoughts seem just too low resolution.

Hardly the biggest problem in the world, but seems to fit in a vent thread.

@Hollowfox the Worst
Two years late, but you are a faggot.

kek

@ToastedTruffles

80/20 rule

Based Pareto appreciator.

@MassiveAutist
https://files.catbox.moe/w6nd6s.mp3
So this is an actual thing now, huh.
Not what I've expected, but still a great work.