Going to a Trump rally in south Florida on Monday, trips decide what I yell when it goes quiet. Will be broadcast on TV

Ambrozio is a weeb faggot

AYY WHERE DA WHITE WOMEN AT?

Hillary or death!!!

We love niggers!

I'm a fucking faggot

I'm about to explode

Can we build it? Yes we can!

this

I'M GONNA SQUIRT FOR YOU TRUUUUUUUMP

this!

Pepe dindu nuffin!

scream that you love him

roll

yell "fuck me in the ass daddy"

"HE'S GOT A GUN!"

that

mup da doo didda po mo gub bix nood cof bin dub ho muhfugga

Yell fuck me trump-sama

Alizee is a fucking shit waifu

Roll for interest

this!

THIS

so close, but so far

Roll

who gut quads

this

OH

OHHHHHHHHH

again this

allahuakbar

So winrar? Cuz

yes

if trips get, shout pepe

Yes

this

Nigger did the holocaust

Fuck me daddy trump

this

Close enough?

YEAH GAY SEX

Killing yourself sure would make murica great again

yes

DICKS OUT FOR HARAMBE!

this

You're not you when you're hungry, eat a snickers, get some nuts

this

I can't believe nobody rolled for "ALLAH WHOACKBAR"

TENDIES FOR TRUMP!!!!

this!!!

IM A WHITE CRACKER!!!

Winrar, don't know what you would shout though

everyone shut up the God emperor is about to speak

durgledadghuff

Build the wall, winter is coming!0

TENDIES FOR TRUMP 2016

BETTER DELIVER OP

Can i habe a pussy trump

How does Putin's asshole taste?

this

This

NIGGER

this

If Trump Don't get his fuckin' tendies OP There will be hell to pay.

Fuuuuuuck... so close

Now, on monday, when they broadcast trump's rally on tv, we're gonna hear the faint scream of user, almost drowned in the scream masses: "TENDIES FOR TRUUUUUUMP"

Re-roll

BUILD THE WALL

FIRE!!!

this

Winrar! Will deliver on night of event!

Trump better get tendies

This

It's not even a thing to start with though. You also don't need to reply to each reroll you fucking tard; just reply to the original comment to make it simpler for everyone else.

What a fucking waste of trips

No brakes on the rape train!!

praise kek!

that's gayer than shit do a re-roll nobody will care

thanks a bunch user, try not to get yourself arrested

just to be sure, carry around your lucky nuggs wallet

Niggers tongue my anus!

Make Pepe great again

...

umadbro?

Yell "TRUMP IS MY DADDY"

"I have a ten inch dido up my ass right now!"

If this happens, I'll shit bricks.

shout: I'M THE DUMPSTER TERRORIST!

NIGGERS TONGUE MY ANUS!

BOMB!!!!

Allahu Akbar

>reroll

scream allah ackbarr

So fucking clos, re-roll

Yell this XD

reroll

Yell PEPEEE FOR HILLARY

If we get trips with something better I'll reroll

Build a wall, deport em all!

re-rollllllllll

FROGS TONGUE MY ANUS!

Clinton supporters are pussies

Roll, nigga

Fist me daddy

yell fuck niggers kkk for hillary

KHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!

FUCK YOU CIS WHITE MALE CUCK XDDDD

SHOW IVANKAS TITTES OR I VOTE FOR KILLARY

niggers are dumb
vote for trump!
niggers are dumb
vote for trump!

start a cheer.

allah akbar

9-11 was hoax
hillary needs to roast
9-11 was hoax
hillary needs to roast
9-11 was hoax
hillary needs to roast
9-11 was hoax
hillary needs to roast

Roll

...

hillary is a traitor

hillary is a traitor

hillary is a traitor

hillary is a traitor

hillary is a traitor

roll

build a wall
kill them all
build a wall
kill them all
build a wall
kill them all
build a wall
kill them all
build a wall
kill them all
build a wall
kill them all

rollerino

If you can't deport
It's time to abort
If you can't deport
It's time to abort
If you can't deport
It's time to abort
If you can't deport
It's time to abort
If you can't deport
It's time to abort
If you can't deport
It's time to abort

reroll

build a wall or lick my balls
build a wall or lick my balls
build a wall or lick my balls
build a wall or lick my balls
build a wall or lick my balls
build a wall or lick my balls

Seizing the ownership of the means of production will save us. Revolution now!

Ivanka for first lady!

If hillary wins
The war begins!
If hillary wins
The war begins!
If hillary wins
The war begins!
If hillary wins
The war begins!
If hillary wins
The war begins!

roll for communism

roll

roll

bomb ISIS take their oil1

obama is a muslim and wasn't born here. He isn't an american!

FREE EDWARD SNOWDEN

...

Roll

That

Shit

WEEABOO

Fuck dindu's

ivankas tits or gtfo

Fucking reroll

Vote gary johnson

milo yiannopoulos for press secretary

This

reroll that shit

Reroll

VOTE HITLER

kek roll

fuck

reroll

heil Drumpf!

winrar

One more

Actually, fuck it, yell
>tacos on every street corner
As loud as you can, OP. As loud.
>as
>you
>can

Ivanka sucks nigger dicks

Hillary was an inside job

I'VE GOT FLEAS!!

Hitler did nothing wrong!

reroll

The Queen is dead!
Long live President Teresa Barwell!

Rolling for

Roll

Hitler did nothing wrong!

>so much this

Yell "oh fuck look at that asteroid aaaahhhhh!"

There are only two genders

this

reroll

reroll

reroll for this

riproll

911
kek

DEPORT THE SANDNIGGERS

All of that was cringe.
Now go finish your fucking homework.

OP can't be that much of a faggot. Impossible.

Someone did you fucking autist.
>lrn2read

i like fucking bananas bitch

woo

trump is a nigger, a big fat nigger x10

aieou

Fuck me, off by 7. Reroll.

feminism is cancer

ALLAHU AKBAR

Quads?

TO BE A REPUBLICAN MEANS DEATH AND LIES! LIES! LIES! POLITICIANS LIE WHILE THE POOR MAN DIES! DEATH TO BIG BROTHER!

Reroll

rereroll

rerereroll

alex is a stupid nigger

rererereroll

rererererererolling

roll

>rerererererererolling

reroll

rerererererererererolling

HILARY IS A MURDERER!

roll for this lmao

Jews did 9/11

Donald Trump had sex with me when I was in middle school!

rererererererererererolling

I will be there too.
239 fag?

rereroll

Fuck so close!

allahu ahkbar!!

reeeeeeeeeeeroll

...

PLLLEEEASSSE CAN WE GET ONE MROE ROLL?

reroll jenkins

...

LEEEEEEEEROOOOOOOOOY JEEEEENKINS!

alex is a stupid nigger

This

FOR FUCKS SAKE WHERE CAN I EAT AN ABORTION!

ffs

MOTHERFUCKER CockSucking Trump. Big Brother Lover

kms

ALLAHU ACKBAR!

still want this to happen

Ethics, or "moral philosophy", studies and considers what is good and bad conduct, right and wrong values, and good and evil. Its primary investigations include how to live a good life and identifying standards of morality. It also includes meta-investigations about whether a best way to live or related standards exists

fuck me harder daddy

just do it i can't get a trip

Political philosophy is the study of government and the relationship of individuals (or families and clans) to communities including the state. It includes questions about justice, law, property and the rights and obligations of the citizen. Politics and ethics are traditionally linked subjects, as both discuss the question of what how people should live together.

reroll

op pls

this will be it

Existentialism is a term applied to the work of a number of late 19th- and 20th-century philosophers who, despite profound doctrinal differences, shared the belief that philosophical thinking begins with the human subject—not merely the thinking subject, but the acting, feeling, living human individual. In existentialism, the individual's starting point is characterized by what has been called "the existential attitude", or a sense of disorientation and confusion in the face of an apparently meaningless or absurd world. Many existentialists have also regarded traditional systematic or academic philosophy, in both style and content, as too abstract and remote from concrete human experience

fuck my ass, Trump-san!

Pragmatism asserts that the truth of beliefs consists in their usefulness and efficacy rather than their correspondence with reality

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Pragmatism attempted to find a scientific concept of truth that does not depend on personal insight (revelation) or reference to some metaphysical realm. It interpreted the meaning of a statement by the effect its acceptance would have on practice. Inquiry taken far enough is thus the only path to truth

you fucking nigger

...

"FREEBIRD"

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Marxism is a method of socioeconomic analysis, originating from Marx and Engels. It analyzes class relations and societal conflict using a materialist interpretation of historical development and a dialectical view of social transformation. Marxist analyses and methodologies influenced political ideologies and social movements. Marxist understandings of history and society were adopted by academics in archaeology, anthropology, media studies, political science, theater, history, sociology, art history and theory, cultural studies, education, economics, geography, literary criticism, aesthetics, critical psychology and philosophy.

reroll of high school musical

Although men have generally dominated philosophical discourse, women have engaged in philosophy throughout history. Women philosophers have contributed since ancient times–notably Hipparchia of Maroneia (active ca. 325 BC) and Arete of Cyrene (active 5th–4th century BC). More were accepted during the ancient, medieval and modern eras, but no women philosophers became part the Western canon until the 20th and 21st century, when some sources indicate that Susanne Langer, Hannah Arendt and Simone de Beauvoir entered the canon

Republicans are red, Democrats are blue,
I see an orange guy, and I think "Who???"

you fucking niggers pick this one

op this one

Let's get rooiiiiigghhhttt into the roll!

To be, or not to be, that is the question:
Whether 'tis Nobler in the mind to suffer
The Slings and Arrows of outrageous Fortune,
Or to take Arms against a Sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them: to die, to sleep
No more; and by a sleep, to say we end
The Heart-ache, and the thousand Natural shocks
That Flesh is heir to? 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wished. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance to Dream; aye, there's the rub,
For in that sleep of death, what dreams may come,
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes Calamity of so long life:
For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of time,
The Oppressor's wrong, the proud man's Contumely, [F: poor]
The pangs of despised Love, the Law’s delay, [F: disprized]
The insolence of Office, and the Spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his Quietus make
With a bare Bodkin? Who would Fardels bear, [F: these Fardels]
To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
The undiscovered Country, from whose bourn
No Traveller returns, Puzzles the will,
And makes us rather bear those ills we have,
Than fly to others that we know not of.
Thus Conscience does make Cowards of us all,
And thus the Native hue of Resolution
Is sicklied o'er, with the pale cast of Thought,
And enterprises of great pitch and moment, [F: pith]
With this regard their Currents turn awry, [F: away]
And lose the name of Action. Soft you now,
The fair Ophelia? Nymph, in thy Orisons

come on no whammy no whammy STOP

MOM! GET THE FUCK OUTTA MY ROOM, IM PLAYING MINECRAFT!!!!

Actually it's a storm drain

Fuck her right in the pussy!

One off!!!!!

big bucks big buck no whammies STOP

Trump, show us your penis

Is there no justice in this world?

killer cumstar

O for a Muse of fire, that would ascend
The brightest heaven of invention,
A kingdom for a stage, princes to act
And monarchs to behold the swelling scene!
Then should the warlike Harry, like himself,
Assume the port of Mars; and at his heels,
Leash’d in like hounds, should famine, sword and fire
Crouch for employment. But pardon, and gentles all,
The flat unraised spirits that have dared
On this unworthy scaffold to bring forth
So great an object: can this cockpit hold
The vasty fields of France? or may we cram
Within this wooden O the very casques
That did affright the air at Agincourt?
O, pardon! since a crooked figure may
Attest in little place a million;
And let us, ciphers to this great accompt,
On your imaginary forces work.
Suppose within the girdle of these walls
Are now confined two mighty monarchies,
Whose high upreared and abutting fronts
The perilous narrow ocean parts asunder:

Piece out our imperfections with your thoughts;
Into a thousand parts divide on man,
And make imaginary puissance;
Think when we talk of horses, that you see them
Printing their proud hoofs i’ the receiving earth;
For ’tis your thoughts that now must deck our kings,
Carry them here and there; jumping o’er times,
Turning the accomplishment of many years
Into an hour-glass: for the which supply,
Admit me Chorus to this history;
Who prologue-like your humble patience pray,
Gently to hear, kindly to judge, our play.

Shillary for prison

nope
still rolling

O, my offence is rank it smells to heaven;
It hath the primal eldest curse upon’t,
A brother’s murder. Pray can I not,
Though inclination be as sharp as will:
My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent;
And, like a man to double business bound,
I stand in pause where I shall first begin,
And both neglect. What if this cursed hand
Were thicker than itself with brother’s blood,
Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens
To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy
But to confront the visage of offence?
And what’s in prayer but this two-fold force,
To be forestalled ere we come to fall,
Or pardon’d being down? Then I’ll look up;
My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer
Can serve my turn? ‘Forgive me my foul murder’?
That cannot be; since I am still possess’d
Of those effects for which I did the murder,
My crown, mine own ambition and my queen.
May one be pardon’d and retain the offence?
In the corrupted currents of this world
Offence’s gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft ’tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law: but ’tis not so above;
There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature; and we ourselves compell’d,
Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults,
To give in evidence. What then? what rests?
Try what repentance can: what can it not?
Yet what can it when one can not repent?
O wretched state! O bosom black as death!
O limed soul, that, struggling to be free,
Art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay!
Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the newborn babe!
All may be well.

roll for roll

this oen

Listen!! I have secret information that could get Hillary Clinton incarcerated. Quick, before somethi- *hire someone to snipe you*

>you were right
>off by 2

O, my offence is rank it smells to heaven;
It hath the primal eldest curse upon’t,
A brother’s murder. Pray can I not,
Though inclination be as sharp as will:
My stronger guilt defeats my strong intent;
And, like a man to double business bound,
I stand in pause where I shall first begin,
And both neglect. What if this cursed hand
Were thicker than itself with brother’s blood,
Is there not rain enough in the sweet heavens
To wash it white as snow? Whereto serves mercy
But to confront the visage of offence?
And what’s in prayer but this two-fold force,
To be forestalled ere we come to fall,
Or pardon’d being down? Then I’ll look up;
My fault is past. But, O, what form of prayer
Can serve my turn? ‘Forgive me my foul murder’?
That cannot be; since I am still possess’d
Of those effects for which I did the murder,
My crown, mine own ambition and my queen.
May one be pardon’d and retain the offence?
In the corrupted currents of this world
Offence’s gilded hand may shove by justice,
And oft ’tis seen the wicked prize itself
Buys out the law: but ’tis not so above;
There is no shuffling, there the action lies
In his true nature; and we ourselves compell’d,
Even to the teeth and forehead of our faults,
To give in evidence. What then? what rests?
Try what repentance can: what can it not?
Yet what can it when one can not repent?
O wretched state! O bosom black as death!
O limed soul, that, struggling to be free,
Art more engaged! Help, angels! Make assay!
Bow, stubborn knees; and, heart with strings of steel,
Be soft as sinews of the newborn babe!
All may be well.

Say "who's Donald trump, wait what am I doing here?"

dammit so close
rollll

Say PENIS

Make America great again!

Once more unto the breach, dear friends, once more;
Or close the wall up with our English dead.
In peace there’s nothing so becomes a man
As modest stillness and humility:
But when the blast of war blows in our ears,
Then imitate the action of the tiger;
Stiffen the sinews, summon up the blood,
Disguise fair nature with hard-favour’d rage;
Then lend the eye a terrible aspect;
Let pry through the portage of the head
Like the brass cannon; let the brow o’erwhelm it
As fearfully as doth a galled rock
O’erhang and jutty his confounded base,
Swill’d with the wild and wasteful ocean.
Now set the teeth and stretch the nostril wide,
Hold hard the breath and bend up every spirit
To his full height. On, on, you noblest English.
Whose blood is fet from fathers of war-proof!
Fathers that, like so many Alexanders,
Have in these parts from morn till even fought
And sheathed their swords for lack of argument:
Dishonour not your mothers; now attest
That those whom you call’d fathers did beget you.
Be copy now to men of grosser blood,
And teach them how to war. And you, good yeoman,
Whose limbs were made in England, show us here
The mettle of your pasture; let us swear
That you are worth your breeding; which I doubt not;
For there is none of you so mean and base,
That hath not noble lustre in your eyes.
I see you stand like greyhounds in the slips,
Straining upon the start. The game’s afoot:
Follow your spirit, and upon this charge
Cry ‘God for Harry, England, and Saint George!’

can i get a witness for my singles

what
roll

almost tho
r0ll

"Sara's a dirty slut!!"

NIGGERS NEED TO DIE

Roiling

How oft when men are at the point of death
Have they been merry! which their keepers call
A lightning before death: O, how may I
Call this a lightning? O my love! my wife!
Death, that hath suck’d the honey of thy breath,
Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty:
Thou art not conquer’d; beauty’s ensign yet
Is crimson in thy lips and in thy cheeks,
And death’s pale flag is not advanced there.
Tybalt, liest thou there in thy bloody sheet?
O, what more favour can I do to thee,
Than with that hand that cut thy youth in twain
To sunder his that was thine enemy?
Forgive me, cousin! Ah, dear Juliet,
Why art thou yet so fair? shall I believe
That unsubstantial death is amorous,
And that the lean abhorred monster keeps
Thee here in dark to be his paramour?
For fear of that, I still will stay with thee;
And never from this palace of dim night
Depart again: here, here will I remain
With worms that are thy chamber-maids; O, here
Will I set up my everlasting rest,
And shake the yoke of inauspicious stars
From this world-wearied flesh. Eyes, look your last!
Arms, take your last embrace! and, lips, O you
The doors of breath, seal with a righteous kiss
A dateless bargain to engrossing death!
Come, bitter conduct, come, unsavoury guide!
Thou desperate pilot, now at once run on
The dashing rocks thy sea-sick weary bark!
Here’s to my love!

lmao roll

Reroll

>Allahu Akbar
>Praise be to Allahu
Allahu Akbar

Fuck her right in the pussy

O, she doth teach the torches to burn bright!
It seems she hangs upon the cheek of night
Like a rich jewel in an Ethiope’s ear;
Beauty too rich for use, for earth too dear!
So shows a snowy dove trooping with crows,
As yonder lady o’er her fellows shows.
The measure done, I’ll watch her place of stand,
And, touching hers, make blessed my rude hand.
Did my heart love till now? forswear it, sight!
For I ne’er saw true beauty till this night.

niggers need to hang from trees

Hey, you know the real people we need to deport? Orange people.

Yup, do this

oh come on pls

Rawl

O God of battles! steel my soldiers’ hearts;
Possess them not with fear; take from them now
The sense of reckoning, if the opposed numbers
Pluck their hearts from them. Not to-day, O Lord,
O, not to-day, think not upon the fault
My father made in compassing the crown!
I Richard’s body have interred anew;
And on it have bestow’d more contrite tears
Than from it issued forced drops of blood:
Five hundred poor I have in yearly pay,
Who twice a-day their wither’d hands hold up
Toward heaven, to pardon blood; and I have built
Two chantries, where the sad and solemn priests
Sing still for Richard’s soul. More will I do;
Though all that I can do is nothing worth,
Since that my penitence comes after all,
Imploring pardon

Rollerino

666

I keep being off by a single number. I think I cursed myself.

Fuck, reroll for ? Check 'em?

And what’s he then that says I play the villain?
When this advice is free I give and honest,
Probal to thinking and indeed the course
To win the Moor again? For ’tis most easy
The inclining Desdemona to subdue
In any honest suit: she’s framed as fruitful
As the free elements. And then for her
To win the Moor—were’t to renounce his baptism,
All seals and symbols of redeemed sin,
His soul is so enfetter’d to her love,
That she may make, unmake, do what she list,
Even as her appetite shall play the god
With his weak function. How am I then a villain
To counsel Cassio to this parallel course,
Directly to his good? Divinity of hell!
When devils will the blackest sins put on,
They do suggest at first with heavenly shows,
As I do now: for whiles this honest fool
Plies Desdemona to repair his fortunes
And she for him pleads strongly to the Moor,
I’ll pour this pestilence into his ear,
That she repeals him for her body’s lust;
And by how much she strives to do him good,
She shall undo her credit with the Moor.
So will I turn her virtue into pitch,
And out of her own goodness make the net
That shall enmesh them all.

rolll

Moan in a sexual way

777

Use a red laser pointer on Donald Trump's forehead, and loudly yell "pew pew pew".

BLACK LIVES MATTER