The decent girl you're trying to bag walks out on the date, /b/ laughs and takes you home when you're drunk, and you wake up to several hookers in your house who /b/ called for you. b/ is the best friend that tags along for your first date and cock-blocks throughout night. b/ is the guy without ED who still likes trying Viagra. b/ is the only one of your group of friends to be secure in his sexuality and say anything. b/ is a hot incest dream that you'll try to forget for days. b/ is one who introduced you first to Goatse.

b/ is the one who handed his jizz-drenched clothes to Good Will. that is always trying to sell you something. b/ is a failing student who makes passes at his young, attractive English teacher. b/ is the one who wrote your number on the mall's bathroom wall. b/ is first to get to the window to see the car accident outside. b/ is the guy who tells the cripple ahead of him in line to hurry up.

Warning!!!: gut-wrenchingly horrifying, but this IS /b/. b/ is the man urinating in the corner of a subway car. b/ renders the most innocent minds cripplingly depressed and disturbed. In /b/, gore, genitalia, insanity, racism and pure unfathomable random offensiveness are tangible daggers that are incessantly flying around in a flurry of the darkest inner thoughts of world’s darkest minds giving the foundation of a ubiquitous gloom amongst the lost, innocent minds that wander ignorantly unto the realm.

b/'s regulars have seen more gore, genitalia, insanity, racism and pure unfathomable random offensiveness than Zeus, the Greek god of lightning (and fornicating with mortals). b/ is where Earth's darkest minds go to mingle amongst their own kind in a disorganized mess of offensive, random dialogue. b/ is where minds, dreams, hopes, sanity, innocence and morals die and inexplicable addiction festers. b/ is darker than Hell's deepest circle after the last ember has been extinguished. But to the dark minds that roam /b/, horrible is a mild value. It is thought to be perceived as horrible even by its regulars, for it is. It is where the world's most powerful yet disturbed minds go to roam and contaminate. b/ is not of substance, nor time, it is intangible and inperceivable a paradox of existence.

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