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The last corkyboard?
Just this and the tumblrs.
Wither, wither, wither. FML.
fuck
So fucking cute and sweet
Crappy-Turd day.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1bGOgY1CmiU
8chan will be back, right.Don't tell me it's gone 4ever.pls.
>>1212Hopefully not
is camel still alive? is she still sjw?
>>1221Yes and yes.
As would I, I think, in Camel's case even if my sexuality hadn't settled, over the past twenty years, pretty much exclusively into the mode of voyeuristic fantasies of spying on the pleasure I imagine beautiful girls must take with more virile men than me.Camel is obviously a girl who was taught to be as polite as possible to her elders, so she always protested loud and long when I compared myself to Cecil or Craig or any of the doubtless dozens of older, or much older, men she's worked the familiar Circean transformation on since she was about 14. But I'm sure that neither of us really doubted that, once I'd talked to her in the Tinychat a few times and above all once I'd seen her face, there WAS no difference any longer between me and any other of the 57 varieties of faggot-goat she acquired without really wanting or intending to.For men of my generation, who acquired the defining imagoi of their sexual fantasies in the early to mid-1970s, I suppose Camel has enjoyed a compelling atraction extending even beyond that emanating naturally from her scalding beauty due to her resemblance to one of the two or three major adolescent masturbation-fantasies of that period. Sylvia Kristel, indeed, of the original "Emmanuelle" movies, was a significant pole of attraction back then - but only up to a certain limit, because Kristel was, in the last analysis, despite all Just Jaeckin's soft-focus tomfoolery, fairly unmistakably a run-of-the-mill porno slut. The real unflagging source of sexual fascination and fixation for the 14-year-old in 1972 or 1973 was Olivia Hussey, who had played Juliet in Franco Zeffireli's film of the Shakespeare play in 1969, and also had a part - as the heroine protected by an invisible but infrangible wall of innocence and purity, as opposed to the doomed, sexually aggressive Margot Kidder character - in the original sorority-house slasher movie, "Black Christmas" (which actually predated the film that is usually cited as the founder of the genre, Carpenter's "Halloween", by three years).That Camel has been able to transform middle-aged men into swine with a rapidity unusual even for the average attractive 17-year-old is explicable, then, in large part by this remarkable resemblance to the teenage Hussey (the same triangular, elfin visage; the same air of preserving, with an almost "dork-y" insensitivity to fashion, a timeless beauty in a world consumed by time).That the Circean transformation tends to occur with even greater rapidity, however, and to an even more unconditional depth - so that, on the strength of two weeks' acquaintance, I was writing her e-mails offering to cut all ties with RavRav, in whom I had invested three years and several thousand dollars, if Camel would only give me some vague unspecified permission to become exclusively HER slave and dog - can only be explained by considerations of vastly greater psychological and historical envergure.After her few prominent roles of the very late 60s and very early 70s, Hussey's subsequent acting career has been tenuous almost to the point of non-existence. After "Black Christmas", she pretty much reprised, for the next twenty years, just one single role, but a deeply telling and significant one: namely, that of the Virgin Mother of Our Saviour the Lord Jesus Christ. She played Mary in the 1977 TV "Jesus of Nazareth" and was still playing "Mary avatars" in 2003, when she was given the role of Mother Theresa of Calcutta.Hussey's thespian destiny reminds us clearly of what ELSE there is in Camel that strikes a Circean chord in us above and beyond the reminiscence of that Italianate virginity of Juliet's that is only contingently preserved, through the Shakespearean contingencies of love and death. Camel's special type of beauty reaches back far, far beyond the Baroque imagination of the Renaissance strife of Guelphs and Gibbelines into the primal myth of a woman filled and penetrated by a power overwhelming enough to bear the whole created universe, and yet remaining intact and untouched even in this awful act of penetration and possession.Gibbon - who, as Newman once remarked, remained, for all his biting atheistic sarcasm with regard to the alleged truths of religion, right on into the early 19th Century England's only real modern historian of dogma - describes the early Church Fathers as holding that "the divinity passed through Mary like a sun-beam through a pane of glass." In opting - after, as far as I can gather, a series of lovers who were of generous genital endowment and sadistic, or at least markedly masculine-dominant predliection - Camel is, culturally-historcially speaking, only acting as a vessel for the development of the inherent dialectic of this Marian trope of a TOTAL penetration identical with TOTAL NON-PENETRATION, total and eternal virginal intactness. The dialectical counterpart to the bodiless yet suffusing "sun-beam through a pane of glass", which fills without intrusion, is the supremely, excitingly intrusive foot-long nigger-cock, which fills only through an awful and radical intrusion, forcing back the tiny, bud-like lips of that still-girlish - perhaps eternally girlish - vagina whose image is now permanently part of the indelible collective memory of the Internet.Excuse, as I say, the Cecilian Faggot Goat Explosion. But I am convinced that, in becoming Goats of Camel, we become, in significant part, Goats of a Higher Idea in which Olivia herself is only one of many Partaking Spirits.
>>1235Alex is an indicator.He is not the focus, but an aged parasite, some learned lichen rotting inwardly through self-abuse and unfulfillable desires. Like a visual leech he feeds on younger blood he shall never consume. His writhings are his writings. The impossible spewings of a wasted mind.Nevertheless, the presence of the parasite is impossible without the life of the host. Who is the host? Have they died, leaving behind this parasite to expire shortly after? If not, then certainly the host lives on.What brings him here? Not Cracky, certainly, for this groveller can never aspire so high. A mental harem, a coveted coven a tom-boy army of young ladies financing themselves through immodesty and exposure, these were what brought him here. Like a moth to a flame. Burn, moth, burn.Yet, we are all here through Cracky (cute and sweet). Without her, there is no one else. Each of these minor lights, these little flickering fancies, are only mirrors, palid reflections of the pale star, queen of the sky. If they are here, it is by cause of Cracky.We are all here for her. We are all trapped by her. Like some giant star, silent and uncaring for those trapped in her orbit, brutal to those who approach too close, she draws us in and holds us. We are maintained here and ever will be. There is no escape from Cracky. Would you have it any other way?
>>1624
Is Dr. Alex even still alive? When is the last time he was heard from? I e-mailed him on 11/22 and 11/24 but he hasn't responded yet. Assuming he's still alive, he's 60 now, right?
I know he's controversial but I always liked the cut of his jib.
Is there any hope of migrating the old 8chan board?I guess not, huhthat's a shame
>>1658Cracky hates 8chan.
>>1651
Alex is legend. Too bad he did not reply. His resumee is still online.
>>1660If it turns out that he died would that be our first confirmed death?
Does anybody feel up for the task of checking German obituaries?
.71 is back up!
>>1666sir if your goal was to make me waste a moment of time, congratulations, you have won, you succeeded in wasting my time.
picture is related because it is you.
your error was assuming my time has any value, and failing to realize that for hope to be dashed, hope must exist. thus nothing was actually lost.
>Ping statistics for 195.242.99.71:> Packets: Sent = 397077, Received = 0, Lost = 397077 (100% loss),
I always keep a ping running just in case.
I just heard that Camel and WB broke up. Is it true? What happened? They were such a perfect couple.
>>1670whatCamel shippers BTFO
>>1664Didn't he move to Paris and then maybe London?
>>1670
More pictures of this romantic couple plz.
>>1677
okay but why though
and for that matter why do I still have these
mysteries abound
I think we need to take a step back and reevaluate. All this talk of Camel and Tony and Alex and if various parties are dead or alive... I think we're asking the wrong questions and focusing on the wrong things. Here's what's been thusfar overlooked: Syoma. So the real question: is Syoma still alive? He was one of the only true innocents in this whole mess. So I'm interested in any recent info or pics.
here you go you fucking weirdo
>>1670she broke up with him like a decade ago because he was physically abusive to her, she now lives happily away from all this shit
>>1868That's terrible, they both seemed like such nice people. I can't even imagine why anybody would want to hurt such a kind, lovely person. Regardless, nobody deserves that. I'm shocked that such behavior could exist in this otherwise fine community.
>>1868What happened to Anton from Winnipeg. He was such a likeable character, how could he disappear?
I wouldn't be so crass as to say something like "WB did nothing wrong"
but
so is this a camel thread or something
is that a thing that's happening
in 2020
>>1868
>he was physically abusive to her
pic
>>17507who?
you know who, don't play dumb
>>1190this is the face of true evil
WARNING: do NOT go to Google Translate, paste in "baal enci aga" and translate from Latin to English
DO NOT DO IT
>>17821Narrator: Two skeletons commit a crime called Skelly and end up in prison.
Skelly: (voiceover) Unfortunately, we don't know what's going on. "I've never been in jail."
Narrator: "But Skelly didn't realize anything was wrong."
"Some of the prisoners were talking about freedom. They said they were in danger. They wanted to hurt us."
Skelly wants to help, but there is no cure or medicine to ease the fear.
Skelly: (Narrator) "I'm lonely. I'm afraid most people won't do anything for me. I'm lonely and hopeless.
Narrator: “But one day I found Skelly's Legos.
Skelly: (His voice is medicine for my soul.
"Now Skelly can overcome her fear of freedom and live a full LEGO life."
Skelly: "Legends, don't be afraid of me."
Author: LEGO Bricks: Building a Better World Step by Step.
>>17821 LOL they patched it
>>17959They spell Elvis weird.
