i'm putting together a crew.
I'm putting together a crew
A crew you say? Do tell.
I'm in, my asian nigga. What do you need me to do?
*single ominous piano note*
There was an idea...
it involves a military facility
>the guy who dies first
Schopenhaur: I told you, I'm out of that business!
*CIA agent wordlessly slides over a dossier with Hegel's picture inside*
kek
loving this meme
Your codename is shorty
>Your mission is to proceed up the consciousness River in a Navy patrol boat. Pick up Hegel's path, follow it and learn what you can along the way. When you find the Hegel, infiltrate his team by whatever means available and terminate the Hegel's command.
>Hi, I'm Dr. William Pierce
>I am Ta-Nehisi Coates
>Oh, we're using our made-up names? Then I am "Andrew Macdonald." *winks*
Terminate the Hegel's command?
He's out there operating without any decent restraint, totally beyond the pale of any acceptable human conduct. And he is still in the field commanding philosophers.
How many philosophers had I already killed? There were those six that I knew about for sure. Close enough to blow their last theory in my face. But this time, it was a continental and a german one at that. That wasn't supposed to make any difference to me, but it did. Shit... charging a man with bad ideology on this board was like handing out speeding tickets in the Indy 500. I took the mission. What the hell else was I gonna do?
underrated
Tallahassee Coats
What's the job?
heads will roll
also you must wear the uniform i designed
Fools, the lot of you! My plot to have revolting French sex with attractive young African women is unstoppable, Mishima, and you know it. Now send this band of ragtag misfits back to whatever holes they crawled out from...
Mr. Yellow
Mr. White
Mr. Blonde
Mr. Nigger
Mr. Pink (left) and Mr. Blue(right) on their summer vacation
>Headquarters? Baby Tuckoo calling in.
>We've got a "Moocow" on the loose!
-Wait... Hold your fire. HOLD YOUR FIRE!
-Heh...
-Well I’ll be... I thought you died in Zanzibar
-Spooked as always my favourite asian property, what are you doing in my turf?
>Sir I must take your duck
>*hands it over*
>And your other duck
>Thats a rabbit
>We're willing to make a deal if you are. Join our crew and you get-
>Get what? I've got everything I need inside this cell!
>Freedom. And a little something extra. Show him boys!
*a fierce wind rushes through the iron bars of the prison window as a helicopter carrying Ted Kaczynski's shed descends into view*
wtf...
translate this to american for me
5'1"
wew lad
classic japs
So that's why he did that sudoku thing
jesus
>Measuring things by feet
Kek imagine witnessing this guy telling you to retake the glory of the emperor and raffing him into suicide
One last job...
>measuring things by Cubits
Stupid Babylonianfag
Hemingway stands on the end of a long dock, fishing. The two agents, in suits and dress shoes, stand on the beach, clearly out of place.
>Is that him?
>Oh yeah. That's him.
They awkwardly climb onto the dock and walk over to Hemingway, who's reeling in the line.
>Papa?
Hemingway stops reeling for a moment and turns his head. There is half a minute of silence. Finally, Hemingway speaks:
>What took you so long?
Hearty kek
Yes Senator. Your will be done.
>underrated
>referencing a marvel movie trailer that came out a week ago
shut up fag
>JEAN-PAUL! GET IN HERE! What the FUCK am I hearing about them reopening our files? We closed this case years ago! You know what will happen if they find out...
B-but I am so old n-
>Bring me pictures of Jordan Spidermeme. Now.
>I can't do it
>I SAID TAKE THE FUCKING SHOT
oh nononono
>deal with him Hemmingway, deal with him!
youtube.com
Top Kek
Thank you OP, I will wake tomorrow with the smile you have gifted me, still upon my face
>*shot of a dramatically lit castle-looking building, rain outside*
>"They said we could find him here. Long Island Mental Institution. Wonder how the poor bastard ended up in here."
>"I wonder how the crazy fucker wasn't here in the first place."
>*the group walks through a complex of ever more imposing doors and locks, past armed guards and tripwires set to blow*
>*they finally roll back an enormous vault*
>*Pinch is sitting in a chair, eating a banana*
>"Hey guys, what're you doing here? Long time no see."
What would his Stand be called?
RUNAWAY HORSES?
"Bloom, please"
>"I can't I quit, that life."
"But Harold, they want to steal the Canon..."
>"..."
>"One Last mission, eh?"
>*bloom sticks his copy of Hamlet into his holster*
>"What the hell. I gotta do something in my old age."
>Schopenhauer: "I've killed Hegel"
>Hegel rises from the dead
>Hegel: "Merely negation, my dear Schopenhauer."
legit laughed out loud
That's great. This is also a follow-up post on Hemingway's boxing: openculture.com
Have you heard that interview where he literally says that he’s too old and expects his old enemies and everyone to think he is already dead?
I liked him before that but after hearing him I want to fight for him
Ignore this, we need the real Pynchman
>japanese people are short, this is shcoking news to me
Literal retarts, can't believe the state of this board at times.
5'1" is even short for Japanese people. You're the retard here.
there's short and then there's laterally a midget
he'd have to stand on his tippy toes to suck on a grown man's nipples
The average Japanese man is 172cm. The average Japanse girl is 158cm.
Mishima was 155cm.
He would have to travel to a pygmy tribe to find a place where he wouldn't be comically short.
>meeting a high income client in person for details on the job, keeping things discrete.
>entering his heavily guarded home.
>gruff security guard blocks his path as he enters.
>"Sir, no literary alter-egos from this point on. I'll have to ask you to hand over your heteronyms."
>pulls out two high caliber heteronyms from his waist and puts them on the table.
>"All of them, sir."
>"Alright, you got me."
>starts pulling out increasingly intimidating, complex and seemingly unconcealable heteronyms from his trousers, shirt and overcoat
>table is now full heteronyms as the other guards look on in awe.
>"O-o-ok sir, you may now enter the property."
>"Thanks, see ya."
>walks in confidently.
>still has Bernardo Soares hidden in an ankle holster.
underrated thread
>Hand over the adverbs, NOW
The minimum height to be inducted into the Japanese army is 5'1
underrated
>hands him K-nova, synthetic serotonin, female orgasm analogs, cinematic 9mm, and HIV+
kek
Why are there so many pics of him if he was a literal who during his lifetime
Literal who for the general public, he was friends with all the hippest guys in Lisbon at the time.
nicht zo groß
I feel like he would be the one they put the crew together to stop.
>Zizek: You've *sniffs* glootted yourself on the trash-heap of *sniffs* iteology long enaff, Nicholash
>Land: Not so long that I've come to believe my own garbage, Slavoj
>you wont like me when i'm angry
Ahaha holy shit
Where do you get all these obscure pictures of him?
>down a dusty, no-name fire trail
>the suits, Smith and Jones, come upon a peacock farm in East Jesus, Nowhere
>a feeble young woman totters uneasily their way
>"Say, Smith... isn't that an artificial leg?"
>Smith is contemplating the fresh, quarter-sized holes in his heart, right through the Byzantine Christ he had tattooed on his back
>the last thing Jones hears is the beep-beep-beep of a tractor in reverse
>as he lays dying, a vision of dancing niggers fills the sky and Jones reaches out towards salvation
>the woman pulls out her bible, opens it, and drinks deeply from the flask stashed within
>she drawls, "You cayn't be any porrur than dead."
>Let me be your mage.
>no Kobo Abe
Into the trash, my man.
Spook? SPOOOOOOOOOOK!!!!!
yo this is a great movie
Nice thread tbqh
Hidden Gay
Lmao!
>Hidden
based henry miller poster
nice
What then?
Open Homo?
i like this thread nice
tfw mishima will never smash my boipussy
just stick your thumb in your ass, probably bigger than his dick
based
>thumb
gross