I am from the year 2522

with regards to the effects upon t-cells and atomic structures - i was tought this through temporal biology. the process is knows as chronomatric celliar phagocytosis - the chronometric particles (chronoradiation) are absorbed within the same temporal phasicstamp as every atom and electron which forms the basis of DNA etc - evidently affecting all cells. due to the temporal signature being without sync, the process is unknown but is knows to accelerate the rate of cellular decay by 50% throughout the body's lifetime
 
Siegmund-send the dogs over to the african nations. they will eat them
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Seems we can add xenophobia and/or racism to your homophobia and prejudice against people with mental illness or retardation, then.
 
trollface-I was joking. are you people able to recognise jokes in this time?


roel-he was a good leader however he did kill other people which was bad but overall he was good
 
Ah, the old "it's a joke" defense again. Sorry, that is still the lamest excuse in the book, and it's still no defense against making prejudiced remarks.
 
If you don't care what I think of your excuses, then why give them?

The point is, you can not care what I say, and I'll still be here applying logic as I see it to people's statements. I don't care what you say, and you're still a bad liar who has made several prejudiced remarks about pretty much everyone you can make a prejudiced remark about.
 
everyone makes prejudiced jokes, it is in our nature. if we didn't then what other jokes would be have that would be actually funny.

the african nation joke-I would have never made it in my time and the joke was indirectly at everyone in MEDCs because they don't care what happens to other people, all they care about is themself. if you saw a starving man in the street would you feed him? I don't think you would. in my time everyone gets their share of the food
 
The only jokes you can think of at all are prejudiced? Really? What does that say about you as a person?

And since when has "everybody does it" been an excuse for anything? How does that make it alright.

You've got some serious growing up to do.

Oh, and yes, I would feed that person.
 
Oh, and yes, I would feed that person.
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some people in this world would feed people like you and I. The real generalization is that most people would walk by and dismiss that person who wanted change or food.

My friends have been in that sort of situation where they waited for six hours just to have someone give them a dollar to ride the bus and no one did until I came along and gave them the money.

I know this is kind of Off topic, but Chronohistorian said that in his time every gets fed or something like that.
 
trollface-so what jokes can you think of which are funny but not prejudiced.

you can have anything you like as an excuse and even the best excuse, even if it is true is not going to persuade everybody.


if you would feel that person then you are not like most people here. you are a kind person
 
This story happened about a month ago in a little town in Mexico, and even when it sounds like an Alfred Hitchcock tale it's real.

This guy was on the side of the road hitch hiking on a very dark night in the middle of a storm. The night passed slowly and no cars went by.

The storm was so strong he could see hardly a few feet ahead of him.

Suddenly he saw a car slowly looming, ghostlike, out of the gloom. It slowly crept toward him and stopped. Reflexively, the guy gets into the car and closes the door, then realized that there was nobody behind the wheel. The car slowly starts moving again. The guy is terrified, too scared to think of jumping out and running. The guy sees that the car is slowly approaching a sharp curve. The guy starts to pray, begging for his life, sure the ghost car will go off the road and he will plunge to his death when, just before the curve, a hand appears thru the window and turns the steering wheel, guiding the car safely around the bend.

Paralyzed with terror, the guy watches the hand re-appear every time they reach a curve. Finally, the guy gathers his wits and leaps from the car, and runs to the nearest town. Wet and in shock, he goes to a cantina and, voice quavering, orders two shots of tequila, and tells everybody about his horrible, supernatural experience. A silence envelopes everybody when they realize the guy is apparently sane and not drunk.

About half an hour later two guys walked in the same cantina. One says to the other,

"Look Pepe, that's the idiot that rode in our car when we were pushing it."

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I was in Australia, when I saw a black geezer playing "Dancing Queen" on the Didgeridoo. I thought "Oh, that's Abbarigonal"

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Q: Why did the squirrel fall out of the tree?

A: Because it was dead.

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Q: Why did the second squirrel fall out of the tree?

A: It was stapled to the first squirrel.

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Q: Why did the third squirrel fall out of the tree?

A: It thought it was a new kind of game.

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A man walks into a bar with a steering wheel on his crotch and says "a pint, please"

"Sure," says the barman "but do you know you've got a steering wheel on your crotch?"

"Yeah, I know," says the man "it's driving me nuts"

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Q: Why are there no asprin in the jungle?

A: Because the parrots eat 'em all.

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A guy wakes up and hears a voice in his head. That voice says "Get up! Get up!" so he does as he's told. The voice in his head goes "Get in your car!" so he does. The voice says "Go to the bank and get all your money!" so he does. Then the voice says "Go to Las Vegas!" So he does. The voice goes "Go in the 3rd casino on the left and check into room 3219!" So he does. The voice then says "Go to the 4th roulette table on the right. Put all your money on 17!" He's like "Oh my God..." He goes down to the 4th roulette table on the right and puts all his money on 17. The wheel spins, and spins and spins and eventually stops on...16! And the voice in his head goes "F**K!"

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Two nuns, driving throught Transylvania, when suddenly Dracula lands on their car windscreen. "Quick!" says one, "It's Dracula, show him your cross!" The other leans out of the window and shouts "F**k off, Dracula"

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It was the year 2544, and it was time to harvest the gibs from out of the ears of the herd of Jamfar beasts. As you well know, to harvest the gibs, the herd must be forced into the harvesting band, where the conveyer belt takes them around all the devices that wash, loosen and finally extract the gibs. And, as I'm sure you also know, Jamfar beasts are somewhat loathe to enter into the band as they have an innate fear of circles, due to their position in the foodchain relative to the Hoolabird. Farmer Gilliham had devised a new technique for getting the Jamfar beasts into the band, and he had decided to try it out with his assistant, Kevin. What he had developed was a dart gun which would deliver to the leader of the herd a drug which should boost it's sense of smell. He called this BOO, or "Booster of Olfactory Origination". He had also covered the walls just after the start of the conveyer belt with the Jamfar's favourite Usbut plant. He hoped that the Jamfar leader would find it's smell too difficult to resist, and that the rest of the herd would follow.

When it came time to test it, Gilliham stood by the entrance to the band, while Kevin readied the BOO. Keven knew that he should only fire the gun at the Jamfar herd's leader when it was near the entrance as, even with a boosted sense of smell, it might not detect the plant otherwise. When Kevin first saw his oppourtunity, he fired. He missed and he hit Farmer Gilliham in the bum instead. Although annoyed (and somewhat overcome by the boosted stench of the beasts), Gilliham indicated to Kevin to try again. Kevin fired a second time, and this time he hit the beast. After this it was plain sailing and the rest of the plan worked like a treat. The herd filed into the band, and the crop was harvested from the Jamfar beasts' ears with very little trouble at all.

As Kevin celebrated how much money this revolutionary invention was going to bring the two of them, the only thing that Farmer Gilliham could think was "a herd in the band is worth BOO in the tush".

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Enough of the jokes. No, you don't need to spout hatered to be funny. Oh, check out my sig, too. That's a joke, and it's not prejudiced against anyone, either.

Not an excuse. Especially as your "jokes" don't fulfull the first requirement - they're not remotely funny.
 
1. not funny.

2. funny but it prejudiced against dead animals. I have also heard it before now

3. heard it

4. heard it

5. a tiny bit funny. laughed for about 2 seconds

6. heard it on tv yesterday. not funny

7. not funny. prejudices against insane people.

8. not funny

9. I don't understand. not funny.

10. your signature isn't funny.


I wasn't spouting hatred
 
Funnier than yours. Which is the point.

There is no such things as prejudice against dead animals. Dead animals are not a social class, or a subculture. And how on Earth is a three-way pun on the name "Abba", the name "Aboriginal" and the word "original" 'prejudiced' against dead animals?
 
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