02-17-2003, 11:55 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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I was sitting here thinking that something terrible and evil was happening, that I was missing something rather important.
So I turn around, and indeed, there's a swashbuckling pirate out to kill me. Luckily, this pirate was a bit drunk, another damn alcoholic worthless pirate, and just wasn't swashbuckling the way a bloodthirsty pirate should. As such, he was no threat to my ninja skills, and he was quickly disposed of. So I again thought, what could I be missing? Then it hit me: I am the Lord of the Dance. Then I recalled that in fact, I couldn't dance if all of Ninjitsu depended on it, so there is no way that I am the Lord of the Dance. Now I'm back to the drawingboard... |
02-18-2003, 01:40 AM | #2 (permalink) |
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Is that metal? I don't know. It sounds like the technology is recording it...and then tranforming it into something else. Call. Nutshell. Hayweed. Those are starters. Clarify please. Dung. Can you be more specific? Elephant dung. The following fuckpump. Greekzilla is right. Look at that, look at that! It's scary. To leave Boston at the Royal Rumble. It had to be kinda embarassing...I mean, he ran scared! But what the fuck do the Russians have to do with this. Oh the humanity. Oh the sexbears. Oh the Sexbears The Sexbears. Yes. Sexbears. |
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