1) I am sorry, Kay Kay. I am sure you are a nice person and I do not mean to "eviscerate you in the digital domain". Maybe you really do speak like that. (What, a retard? [Dude, this is an apology you shit] {oh, sorry} [much better] )
MY THOUGHTS UPON:
Music
Music is great. Music can boost your party's statuses (fuck you get in the real world)
Um. Music is great. Music can boost your pa... [hahah you realise that doesn't work cause you typed it out? Why'd you leave it in? MAN WHAT THE HELL THIS IS LIKE STREAM OF CONSCIOUSNESS YOU'RE RUINING IT
nom, you did
sure
ok
TABS
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My thoughts upon:
Clocks.
I think a world without time would be both good and bad.
Bad, for the people who sell clocks, and then have to go home, after a whole day of like, non-clock-sellering and then their wife beats them (HAH lets not be sexist women can be abusive too) and their kid shits all over their favourite shoes and then their dog runs away from home, their grandparent disowns them and oh yeah their house collapses. Clocks are not very good for these people.
Good, for the people who are trying to sell hourglasses [hey man, aren't they like a subclass of clock?]
[nah clock is a subclass of time-piece, so is hourglass]
[oh ok gotcha]
Our neighbours have never once said hi to me.
Then again, I haven't exactly ever said hi to them.
SCENARIO A:
Henry: "Hi there!"
Neighbour: *awkward reaction, stutters slightly* "um h..hi"
Henry: "I see you haven't mowed your lawn in ages! Would you like me to mow your lawn for you?"
Neighbour: "GET THE FUCK OFF OUR PROPERTY YOU ASIAN SHIT"
Henry: "I am sorry, I fail to see how my race has anything to do with my plant growth control abilities.
Neighbour: "Wow. I realise you are completely and utterly right. I apologise, please, do mow my lawn."
Henry: "Excellent, smithers. Cookies and tea after?"
Neighbour: "Why not, jolly chap!"
SCENARIO B:
Henry walks up the driveway.
Neighbour gets the mail.
SCENARIO C:
Henry whips out a katana, and cuts his neighbour out, cause they never said hi to him. It is all over the herald. The poor weapons shop down Queen Street suffers again from protesters smelling like almonds and other weird nuts (ie Macadamias) refusing to stop their "smell protest", in which they give non-manly smells to a manly store - who wants to buy a weapon of mass destruction that smells like strawberries? The effect just isn't there.
SCENARIO D:
Henry sits in front of his computer (hahah i am talking in third person) and then types the following:
Emerald
LOL D00d THIS KOLOR IS PRITY GAY
Sorry. I will refrain.
Lightbulbs. These notoriously fiendish animals have been known to strike down a fully grown Gerbil in ONE FELL SWOOP.
BAM
JUST LIKETHAT
green.
Hey, do you you remember you back in High School
yea it seems so long ago
TAB
so long ago
like, when ash tried one of the random vegetarian buns that mum gave you for lunch?
yeah
man, it was sad, he didnt like it so he threw it in the bin
WHAT THE HELL MAN THAT WAS AGES AGO LET IT GO
no
yes
please?
ok i will try, no promises
thanks
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turquoise (the colour of stale excrement. sounds like a perfect way to describe this post!)
Okay. Monitors.
Monitors are like the speedometers of your internet surfing machine. With it you can tell how fast you are heading towards Porn, or Information town.
All roads lead to porn. No, seriously.
www.whitehouse.com OH SNAP (please do not visit, seriously, i wouldn't want that on my conscience now would i)
www.shitcity.com (now this one, I recommend you visit. in case you feel like throwing up.)
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It is the whole bad/viral advertising ORANGE thing. Like, you know how word of mouth (i dont see any other way words can be created (roflcopter you retard what are you doing now [typing[ergo QED bitch ] ] __ can totally destroy the reputation of a product
Do you thikn you are making this up? Yes.
Conversations with yourself?
Hey man, they are rather insightful and if not, they are a peeerrrrfect way to waste some time/
Oh alright then.
You, vs me. Let's play a game of Paper Scissors Rock. Please, don't scroll down until you have finalised your Throw.
MY FIRST MOVE WAS: SCISSORS
prepare your next move
MY NEXT MOVE WAS: ROCK
prepare your next move
MY LAST MOVE IS: PAPER
Ahahah. ahha. Aha. ha. ha. ......................................................................
I think I ran out of bullshit to spew
no way man. INDOMITABLE SELF WORTH AND SPIRIT
What will happen next episode?
oh ok
maybe
maybe he does
Then again, I haven't exactly ever said hi to them.
SCENARIO A:
Henry: "Hi there!"
Neighbour: *awkward reaction, stutters slightly* "um h..hi"
Henry: "I see you haven't mowed your lawn in ages! Would you like me to mow your lawn for you?"
Neighbour: "GET THE FUCK OFF OUR PROPERTY YOU ASIAN SHIT"
Henry: "I am sorry, I fail to see how my race has anything to do with my plant growth control abilities.
Neighbour: "Wow. I realise you are completely and utterly right. I apologise, please, do mow my lawn."
Henry: "Excellent, smithers. Cookies and tea after?"
Neighbour: "Why not, jolly chap!"
SCENARIO B:
Henry walks up the driveway.
Neighbour gets the mail.
SCENARIO C:
Henry whips out a katana, and cuts his neighbour out, cause they never said hi to him. It is all over the herald. The poor weapons shop down Queen Street suffers again from protesters smelling like almonds and other weird nuts (ie Macadamias) refusing to stop their "smell protest", in which they give non-manly smells to a manly store - who wants to buy a weapon of mass destruction that smells like strawberries? The effect just isn't there.
SCENARIO D:
Henry sits in front of his computer (hahah i am talking in third person) and then types the following:
SCENARIO D:
Henry sits in front of his computer (hahah i am talking in third person) and then types the following:
SCENARIO D:
Henry sits in front of his computer (hahah i am talking in third person) and then types the following:
Emerald
LOL D00d THIS KOLOR IS PRITY GAY
Sorry. I will refrain.
Lightbulbs. These notoriously fiendish animals have been known to strike down a fully grown Gerbil in ONE FELL SWOOP.
BAM
JUST LIKETHAT
green.
Hey, do you you remember you back in High School
yea it seems so long ago
TAB
so long ago
like, when ash tried one of the random vegetarian buns that mum gave you for lunch?
yeah
man, it was sad, he didnt like it so he threw it in the bin
WHAT THE HELL MAN THAT WAS AGES AGO LET IT GO
no
yes
please?
ok i will try, no promises
thanks
---
turquoise (the colour of stale excrement. sounds like a perfect way to describe this post!)
Okay. Monitors.
Monitors are like the speedometers of your internet surfing machine. With it you can tell how fast you are heading towards Porn, or Information town.
All roads lead to porn. No, seriously.
www.whitehouse.com OH SNAP (please do not visit, seriously, i wouldn't want that on my conscience now would i)
www.shitcity.com (now this one, I recommend you visit. in case you feel like throwing up.)
---
It is the whole bad/viral advertising ORANGE thing. Like, you know how word of mouth (i dont see any other way words can be created (roflcopter you retard what are you doing now [typing[ergo QED bitch ] ] __ can totally destroy the reputation of a product
Do you thikn you are making this up? Yes.
Conversations with yourself?
Hey man, they are rather insightful and if not, they are a peeerrrrfect way to waste some time/
Oh alright then.
You, vs me. Let's play a game of Paper Scissors Rock. Please, don't scroll down until you have finalised your Throw.
MY FIRST MOVE WAS: SCISSORS
prepare your next move
MY NEXT MOVE WAS: ROCK
prepare your next move
MY LAST MOVE IS: PAPER
Ahahah. ahha. Aha. ha. ha. ......................................................................
I think I ran out of bullshit to spew
self loathing, self pity! hurrah!
no way man. INDOMITABLE SELF WORTH AND SPIRIT
constant battle no1
What will happen next episode?
fuck man grow up this ain't no cartoon or TV show
oh ok
no
yes
maybe
WHO REALLY CARES
maybe he does
maybe she does
maybe my dog does
I thikn that is enough for today. Have a good day. Sorry to have wasted your time.
pYou're not sorry]
pyeah you're right im not sorry at all
pYou're not sorry]
pyeah you're right im not sorry at all
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