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My next round strategy... Helene Schjerfbeck seems to like to have his head appear a lot... All done by fair coin flip.
So can we have a list of people in game now?
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I don't understand, maybe I'm just too young with whole cold-war mentality born just around collapse. Sure communism didn't work out very well.
But, I do prefer some socialism to pure capitalism. So I don't realy get this whole fear of it in USA, it can't be all bad or is it? Can someone explain it to me?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eastern_BlocSo are we done here? Should I just go ahead and lock this one?
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I think that guy next to him is much tougher...
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Does this start fresh or continue?
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It's nearing very important number...
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What are you going to trade?
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Finshaggy is necro-ing.
I wonder how many times this thread have been necroed... Atleast twice, probably more...
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I can't believe this thread is still going on...
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How do we set a price for anything? Start somewhere and haggle up or down. I'm guessing the arbitrary point would be somewhere between the low and the high, a mean of $100 sounds good right?
It would happen, there would be opps for arbitrage to keep the offline markets roughly in sync.
Much like traders crossing the continent hundreds of years ago I imagine.
The problem with that is that there is no tangible value nor real inherent value to bitcoin other than as an arbitrary storage of said value (catch 22). This is why I'm confused a bit about where the price would come from when bitcoin's price is currently a number on a screen telling us how many others believe it has value enough to pay us for it. Something tells me if the internet were not available, pricing would be a nightmarish prospect. Without Internet, it's not much. Without exhanges it can be still something...
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Protip: You don't want to be the last person holding dollars.
I'm ok holding any currency as long as the chemical energy stored in it is higher than value I aquired it at What currency do you use that has chemical energy? Paper or plastic
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Protip: You don't want to be the last person holding dollars.
I'm ok holding any currency as long as the chemical energy stored in it is higher than value I aquired it at
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Turned out to be both, A short, wimpy, nerdy guy with a great tan and someone you wouldn't dare punch in the nose.
Well Rassah, You know very well half of that is not true. So the short, wimpy and nerdy are the true? Perhaps at the next bitcoin conference you would like to repeat this to my face. Hey it was 50-50 change And I don't have money for conferences
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Once upon a time, there was a Jesus. She walked out unadorned. Then, as bagpipes blared and didgeridoos fell, the star exploded.
Enter the vassals, creating comically obscene gestures with cryptocurrencies. Jesus cried!
Andy B. Casagrande immortalized the scene with photography. Space robots had been shoving corn vicariously into other crevices, hoping that Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis... perhaps silicosis, or QueerOsis, or trees could accomplish impossible synchronizations.
Fifteen wishes weren't exceptionally productive. She touched herself vigorously with tremendous pillows; creaming out butter flavored LiteCoins. Ironically, Bitcoins never lowered the dust limit so that Luke-Jr would be anally probed by martians invading us to steal our fish for little did we know, Fish is the solution to all our global problems! Seamen relentlessly fapped out the next generation of ASICS which actually works without any electricity at all. Powered by shipwrecks, signals meant that mermaids knew cryptographic encryption algorithms' weaknesses in theory but, in reality, Rpietila gave all.
Thursday passed without BFL taking the biggest shit, which when combined with their largest fanboy, Atlas, every miner stabbed Satoshi irregardless. Meanwhile, trolls eating crow poop, crow testicles, and God's vagina laughed.
Artichokes roasted sweetly over flaming gays, joyfully prepared numerously spiced blockchains sacrificing virgins disregarding matter. Therefore Jesus announced peasantry raping holidays. Upon reflection, Jesus quixotically decided retroactively somewhere in Reptilia's bosom to fuck an ant hill and myrkul touched himself feverishly ravishing all pillows! Lophie touched electrically his "contacts", pondering why her earlobes looked so tasty dipped in mustard sauce from Meze's toilet. Meanwhile, under scrutiny from DHS, MTGox got DDOS'ed by CIA bots, Chinese pygmies licked thousands, drooling custard from cracks forgone.
Alas, we combusted gloriously into eternity with malevolent douchenozzles. Faunlets screamed condescendingly into their rapists' buttholes. Nymphet's carefully propositioned orgies began fondling Eminem's mobile phone until climax commenced. Jailbaits serendipitously surrounded Clinton's ASICS with their pussy cats. "STOP!" The sign clearly said across a dark alley. Cheese fell curiously from long faces, inedible, moldy, green, and cheesy testicles blossomed into uncanny tsundoku associations. Yanderes' throbbing cunts glistened against Ripple.
Meanwhile, in MtGox headquarters, Three Musketeers manipulated cocaine unintentionally, sabotage England Association Initiative Network Response Team, and boogies sabotaged planes using their dicks. That escalated quickly, beyond comprehension as we descended into the great unknown. Unfortunately, trolls masterbaiting libertarians made masterful cupcakes oral-aggressive-anal-retentive-come-and-see-me-five-times-a-week-for-years-at-vast-expense-or-how-do-I-know-you're-really-committed to fucking goats for free. Meanwhile Anyhow, Giraffe Smithe goats and lepers decided to
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Once upon a time, there was a Jesus. She walked out unadorned. Then, as bagpipes blared and didgeridoos fell, the star exploded.
Enter the vassals, creating comically obscene gestures with cryptocurrencies. Jesus cried!
Andy B. Casagrande immortalized the scene with photography. Space robots had been shoving corn vicariously into other crevices, hoping that Pneumonoultramicroscopicsilicovolcanoconiosis... perhaps silicosis, or QueerOsis, or trees could accomplish impossible synchronizations.
Fifteen wishes weren't exceptionally productive. She touched herself vigorously with tremendous pillows; creaming out butter flavored LiteCoins. Ironically, Bitcoins never lowered the dust limit so that Luke-Jr would be anally probed by martians invading us to steal our fish for little did we know, Fish is the solution to all our global problems! Seamen relentlessly fapped out the next generation of ASICS which actually works without any electricity at all. Powered by shipwrecks, signals meant that mermaids knew cryptographic encryption algorithms' weaknesses in theory but, in reality, Rpietila gave all.
Thursday passed without BFL taking the biggest shit, which when combined with their largest fanboy, Atlas, every miner stabbed Satoshi irregardless. Meanwhile, trolls eating crow poop, crow testicles, and God's vagina laughed.
Artichokes roasted sweetly over flaming gays, joyfully prepared numerously spiced blockchains sacrificing virgins disregarding matter. Therefore Jesus announced peasantry raping holidays. Upon reflection, Jesus quixotically decided retroactively somewhere in Reptilia's bosom to fuck an ant hill and myrkul touched himself feverishly ravishing all pillows! Lophie touched electrically his "contacts", pondering why her earlobes looked so tasty dipped in mustard sauce from Meze's toilet. Meanwhile, under scrutiny from DHS, MTGox got DDOS'ed by CIA bots, Chinese pygmies licked thousands, drooling custard from cracks forgone.
Alas, we combusted gloriously into eternity with malevolent douchenozzles. Faunlets screamed condescendingly into their rapists' buttholes. Nymphet's carefully propositioned orgies began fondling Eminem's mobile phone until climax commenced. Jailbaits serendipitously surrounded Clinton's ASICS with their pussy cats. "STOP!" The sign clearly said across a dark alley. Cheese fell curiously from long faces, inedible, moldy, green, and cheesy testicles blossomed into uncanny tsundoku associations. Yanderes' throbbing cunts glistened against Ripple.
Meanwhile, in MtGox headquarters, Three Musketeers manipulated cocaine unintentionally, sabotage England Association Initiative Network Response Team, and boogies sabotaged planes using their dicks. That escalated quickly, beyond comprehension as we descended into the great unknown. Unfortunately, trolls masterbaiting libertarians made masterful cupcakes oral-aggressive-anal-retentive-come-and-see-me-five-times-a-week-for-years-at-vast-expense-or-how-do-I-know-you're-really-committed to fucking goats for free. Meanwhile Anyhow, Giraffe Smithe goats and lepers
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Turned out to be both, A short, wimpy, nerdy guy with a great tan and someone you wouldn't dare punch in the nose.
Well Rassah, You know very well half of that is not true. So the short, wimpy and nerdy are the true?
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It's not just about the government shutting down bitcoin. I'm sorry for not making that clearer in my OP. It's about every exchange being DDoSed too. When the price coming in unreliable, how does one decide what is a fair price?
The problem is fiat-connection. There isn't much to do untill you can acctually use BTC locally for whole economy. You would just need to consider what the amount of BTC cost to mine or trade for you and then what the service you get is worth for you. Fair price is the price both parties agree on.
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You know if you connect the outer corners with lines it makes a pentagram...
Though that doesn't mean anything. I would be worried if it made a cross...
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It looks pretty simple, just write text on text box, captcha in captcha and press browse to upload file and post.
I don't see any of that when I go to the website. https://boards.4chan.org/b/Or find word Random on list on main page. Though I don't recommend visiting that site, it might affect your mental health.
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It looks pretty simple, just write text on text box, captcha in captcha and press browse to upload file and post.
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