Slavoj Zizek is disgusting

sage

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Enjoy your sage, OP. You've earned it.

Saw GWAR in Australia just before they went back to the States.

Seriously, RIP David

You have to go back

>>>Holla Forums

Again, this is a shitpost. How many times did I have to say cuck until u realise.

You have to go back

I only go to 4chan for porn and /lit/ bc I need David Foster Wallace memes tbh

You have to go back

what do then, tovarisch?

Lmfao I hear Zizek's disgusting voice while reading that piece of text.

Honestly leftytards, how are you not ashamed of having such a disgusting DISGUSTING DISGUSTING person representing you. FUCK IM PISSED NOW JUST BY READING THAT SHIT IN THIS DISGUSTING PIECE OF FUCKING COUCH POTATO LOOKING SHIT. FUCK ZIZEK

fuck off cappie

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Go jack off to Fountainhead. That is, if you can read deeper than an image board.

I was shooting heroin and reading “The Fountainhead” in the front seat of my privately owned police cruiser when a call came in. I put a quarter in the radio to activate it. It was the chief.
“Bad news, detective. We got a situation.”
“What? Is the mayor trying to ban trans fats again?”
“Worse. Somebody just stole four hundred and forty-seven million dollars’ worth of bitcoins.”
The heroin needle practically fell out of my arm. “What kind of monster would do something like that? Bitcoins are the ultimate currency: virtual, anonymous, stateless. They represent true economic freedom, not subject to arbitrary manipulation by any government. Do we have any leads?”
“Not yet. But mark my words: we’re going to figure out who did this and we’re going to take them down … provided someone pays us a fair market rate to do so.”
“Easy, chief,” I said. “Any rate the market offers is, by definition, fair.”
He laughed. “That’s why you’re the best I got, Lisowski. Now you get out there and find those bitcoins.”
“Don’t worry,” I said. “I’m on it.”
I put a quarter in the siren. Ten minutes later, I was on the scene. It was a normal office building, strangled on all sides by public sidewalks. I hopped over them and went inside.
“Home Depot™ Presents the Police!®” I said, flashing my badge and my gun and a small picture of Ron Paul. “Nobody move unless you want to!” They didn’t.
“Now, which one of you punks is going to pay me to investigate this crime?” No one spoke up.
“Come on,” I said. “Don’t you all understand that the protection of private property is the foundation of all personal liberty?”
It didn’t seem like they did.
“Seriously, guys. Without a strong economic motivator, I’m just going to stand here and not solve this case. Cash is fine, but I prefer being paid in gold bullion or autographed Penn Jillette posters.”
Nothing. These people were stonewalling me. It almost seemed like they didn’t care that a fortune in computer money invented to buy drugs was missing.
I figured I could wait them out. I lit several cigarettes indoors. A pregnant lady coughed, and I told her that secondhand smoke is a myth. Just then, a man in glasses made a break for it.
“Subway™ Eat Fresh and Freeze, Scumbag!®” I yelled.
Too late. He was already out the front door. I went after him.
“Stop right there!” I yelled as I ran. He was faster than me because I always try to avoid stepping on public sidewalks. Our country needs a private-sidewalk voucher system, but, thanks to the incestuous interplay between our corrupt federal government and the public-sidewalk lobby, it will never happen.
I was losing him. “Listen, I’ll pay you to stop!” I yelled. “What would you consider an appropriate price point for stopping? I’ll offer you a thirteenth of an ounce of gold and a gently worn ‘Bob Barr ‘08’ extra-large long-sleeved men’s T-shirt!”
He turned. In his hand was a revolver that the Constitution said he had every right to own. He fired at me and missed. I pulled my own gun, put a quarter in it, and fired back. The bullet lodged in a U.S.P.S. mailbox less than a foot from his head. I shot the mailbox again, on purpose.
“All right, all right!” the man yelled, throwing down his weapon. “I give up, cop! I confess: I took the bitcoins.”
“Why’d you do it?” I asked, as I slapped a pair of Oikos™ Greek Yogurt Presents Handcuffs® on the guy.
“Because I was afraid.”
“Afraid?”
“Afraid of an economic future free from the pernicious meddling of central bankers,” he said. “I’m a central banker.”
I wanted to coldcock the guy. Years ago, a central banker killed my partner. Instead, I shook my head.
“Let this be a message to all your central-banker friends out on the street,” I said. “No matter how many bitcoins you steal, you’ll never take away the dream of an open society based on the principles of personal and economic freedom.”
He nodded, because he knew I was right. Then he swiped his credit card to pay me for arresting him.

bit rude there fella

bit long

lol should've known that an image board would be testing you

u dont think ops pic is hilarious?
idk but i think u must not have any self respect or not be well in the mind if ur not disgusting and find zizek repugnant

I am OP. I made the meme bc it's a direct quotation from a BigThink video he did about dating. I don't like Zizek that much, but I tried to make fun of fucking Holla Forumsyps like you via shitpost.

Do you honestly think it's a tenth as funny as the hard boiled ancap story?

I forgot who wrote that wonderful short story. He was an an-comm (of the christian variety).

congrats i very much like ur meme and will be sharing

don't go collectivising it, you fucking statist shill cuck zionist

thank u for contributing to the alt-right sir

10000/10

lol a half-arsed maymay seems a contribution towards anything for you? Must be sad being such lowly creature.

Btw, I don't think you realise where the joke lies. It's not bc "Zizek is le disgusting man ew, i wanna look at Milo Cummieopolis instead". It's bc he created an analogy of how sex, on a first date, ought to be: a dildo fucking a fleshlight. Then you don't worry about le sex anymore.

jej

we've reached meme dankness and layers of irony that shouldn't even be possible

kek

top fucking kek

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Jesus Christ that guy needs to try to enunciate his words.

wow that's an old meme

The fact that you couldn't see I was joking is kek too.

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kek

It is. In all aspects of life. Why can't I be happy and honest with anyone? :'(

You didn't satirize anything and that's the problem. Satire imply exageration. But what's to exagerate when Holla Forumsyps are exactly arguing like that?

Really? Satire isn't simply exaggeration. That's a bit of a stretch imo. I blame my execution, and my ability to be funny, but not that. I agree, though, I should've just smashed the keyboard and it would've seen like a decent Pol post

for me, no. for reactionaries, yes

my sides are in orbit

Fuck this is the funniest thing I've ever read on this board. Everything from "Subway™ Eat Fresh and Freeze, Scumbag!®” and onward made me cease breathing.

Greetings, newfriends who have never seen the Libertarian Cop copypasta