I am on a maddening crusade relocate a picture I stumbled across, and after an exhaustive (and failed) search, I figured I would turn to the boards and see if that might help. Its a picture of a girl in approximately her late teens wearing a strapless summer/sun dress. She's oriented looking to the right in the photo, the girl is perhaps a bit on the thicker side, but not overly so. I recall the pictures being fairly warm in tone, not like full-on sunset background or anything, but definitely lots of gold and yellows, color wise. I know I am begin scant on detail but I'm going solely off memory here. I feel like it's a photo i have stumbled across more than once, so maybe I'll get lucky. I'm attaching a google-image pic of a dress that was seemingly similar to the one the girl is wearing (although the girl in the photo is completely unrelated.)

I confess... out of the time that I have been here (which really hasn't been more than about 6 months) there has been one persistent thread topic that I really just don't get... and that is the constant bashing of one member, Alpha Omega

Alpha can be annoying... if you are a troll. He will swoop in to an absurd thread and put in a zinger that seems to cut to the core of what is going on. If you are being a twit, he calls you a twit... he doesn't come right out and say it (most of the time) but uses irony and sarcasm, which may be the issue... some people just don't like having the world KNOW that they are a twit.

most of us, if we do something stupid, go, "yeah, you got me" and we learn and move on... some, it seems, have made a holy crusade to belittle Alpha, which is odd because if most of the people had put as much effort into their post as they do into their relentless attack on Alpha, they wouldn't have gotten zinged in the first place.

Trolls of the universe, be forewarned... Alpha is loved around here, because he is witty and humorous, and mostly because he isn't a total knee-biting jerk, like most of the trolls... those who wish to belittle him, we laugh at you... you aren't going to change our opinion of him, and if anything, you only solidify our support for the Ethical Treatment of Trolls

I wish I was a German born before WW2. I admire Hitler and the Nazis, I think it is the biggest tragedy they failed in their crusade against Jewry and Bolshevism. I fucking can't stand all these communist fucks, you'd think they'd gone away in '91, but no they are now alive and stronger than ever in the form of half-breed Mestizos and in our White House trying to ruin the greatest economy in the world. I used to like the Israelis once and bought into the Jew guilt thing until I woke up and realized how much they betray the US and our so-called relationship.

I also hate how the white nationalist movement has been co-opted by rednecks and inbreds, the Nazis valued art, culture and opera, not throwing keggers, listening to mind-numbing screaming music and growing fat on BBQ. White youth in this country have no taste or respect for any of their heritage or culture.

The sad thing is what can I do about it, nothing. Can't move to Europe either as they are handing the keys of the gates to the Islamic hordes. The only comfort is when Rome fell, the rest of the world that hated it so much went to shit. Likewise all these subhuman mongrels who hate the West will find out the hard way when there are no more American or European engineers to design their computers, desalinization plants, oil wells, or automobiles.

Once, I fought Batman.

I am a night walker by day, and a damn good one. I am a hermaphroditic crack whore with a penchant for mugging my johns the minute they pay up and then stuffing their greasy heads between my thighs and telling them to swallow like a good boy. I run a criminal syndicate of psychotic whores and pimps who terrorise the streets of Gotham and and flood the Narrows with a certain opiate found from a flower found only on the slopes of a mountain in Anatolia.

Life was good.... until the Caped Crusader pounced.

I was roaming the streets with my 2-I-C, and she was telling me of the hijinks her crew had junked the night before. Suddenly, she went KAPOW! and SHAZAAM! and flew across the street. I turned around, and there was a man in a cape and mask.

"End of the line, you Hermaphroditic Huckster!" He cried.

"Oh, you wouldn't hit a woman, would you, Batman!" I simpered, whilst fumbling behind my back for the emergency 2x4 I always keep in my brassiere.

"Your Faux-Feminine Felonies will be the death of you, Androgynous Andy (for that was my alias at the time)!"

SPLAATTTT!!!!! OOMPHH!!!!

I staggered back from that two-punch combo before I put up my dukes and engaged in a fierce battle of fisticuffs and wits. I hit him in the groin with my 2x4.

OUCH!!!!!

He hit me in my boobs with his batgloves.

BOINGG!!!!!

I kicked him with a reserve crane with triple backflip.

CLATTER!!!!!

But Batman is a veteran of a thousand street brawls, and ended up besting me. He hauled me into Arkham Asylum where I spent a good ten months in a cell with the Joker and the Penguin. We started a book club and had cups of tea with Tuesday with the warden.