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Post by Kaze on Feb 11, 2005 21:35:27 GMT -5
SQUEE! how wonderful! :: does the shiny-things dance :: shiny things are all the more wonderful when they are cheap as beans. mmm.. beans....
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Post by grayson on Feb 13, 2005 14:41:48 GMT -5
Oh I wish I was an Oscar Mayer demon... Yes that is what I- Oh, hello. Would you like to see my collection of shiny things? I like shiny things. They make my inside part feel squishy. Like a yam and horseradish sandwich. Mmmmm... sammich. I WAS THE TURKEY ALL ALONG!!!!!!!!! There are some things that man was not meant to interfere with. Like Eva. DO NOT INTERFERE WITH EVA!!! Do you like shiny things? Shiny things are good. Shiny things are great. I like shiny things.... Where am I? And where are my clothes? And ... IS THAT A PUCHUU BEAR?! (Puchuu bear) ^-^ Puchuu!! dern YOU PUCHUU BEARS, YOU HAVE STOLEN MY INNOCENCE!!! I WILL HAVE MY REVENGE!!! WITH EXTRA MAYONNAISE!!! (Foot) WHAM!!! (Puchuu) OW THAT HURT! YOU MAKIN ME BLEED!!! SHUT UP! SHUT UP AND DIE, YOU INNOCENCE-STEALING YELLOW HELLSPAWN! I WILL RIP OFF SELECT PARTS OF YOUR PUCHUU-ISH ANATOMY AND SHOVE THEM SO FAR UP ANOTHER PART OF YOUR PUCHUU-ISH ANATOMY THAT YOU CHOKE TO DEATH!!! *RIP!* *SQUISH!* *HACK! COUGH! GURgle...* *dusting off hands* well, that's one down. Now for the other 100,003 remaining! *TO BE CONTINUED!* now that's more like it that's what randomness is fun is for please continue dave cool ;D andto you i say smarmy
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Post by Dave on Feb 26, 2005 22:01:06 GMT -5
Introducing... The continued adventures of... Puchuu hunter D: Bloodlove I have sworn to avenge my fallen humanity by slaying those who say Puchuu! Puchuu bear: ^-^ Puchuu! Golf club: WHACK! and another one bites the dust... Having slayeded... er, slayed? slayen? no, SLAIN! That's it! Having slain 72,963 evil puchuu bears with his milk shooteranium arseualt umbrella, our hero visits the local tavern and gets utterly wasted, then hits on a houseplant for half an hour. Then he goes to sleep in his own vomit. ewww... Dream sequence! images of light and darkness. A wave rises... then recedes. A thousand images flash across the sky, and fade to nothing. A single piano plays in the background. Then a giant robot is crucified, and a giant nude 14-year-old half angel with blue hair appears and.... WAIT A SECOND! Who the HELL has been making me dream the mindflip scenes from End of Eva again? That movie was cool... but it was wierd.... Maybe it was that burrito I had to down the thirtieth shot of taquila... Ten taquila, Twenty taquila, Thirty taquila, Morgue! If a tree falls in a forest and lands on the head of a cute talking anime mascot while noone else is around, does anyone care? What about if some one else is around? I wouldn't care... unless it was a pokemon. Then I would cheer. And so, ladies and gents, I must bid you adiau... adiou... no, adieu! that's it! I must bid you adieu, because I am really, REALLY tired. So long, and thanks for all the fish. Also, if you get that last line, you get 17 nerd points. Yay nerd points!
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Post by Kaze on Mar 5, 2005 0:07:05 GMT -5
Yay! I got nerd points! :;does a dance:: I heart nerd points. I also heart the song "marvin I love you", which, if you know, gives you three-and-twenty nerd-points! huzzah!
here's some randomness!
Who else thinks fiber-optic wombat is a great secret agent name? The self-proclaimed-editor won't let me use it in the paper we are planning to write- she says I should use a number or something. >< riiight. I think it's great. Almost as awesome as "premium glue stick" or "teleporting cucumber" or "shaved cactus".
ooh, yea! some role-playing crapolla from the gaia-de-la-rolla! HELLYESS, peopolla! and let us find out how many words the censor board dubs ((eeeew!)) "innappropriate".
*Kazeko floated upon the sea of dreams, the rise and fall of their blissful crests a peace she had not felt in a very long time. She smiled as her eyes opened with in her dream- in the world of the awake, they remained shut- and she looked around her, jade pools full of wonder. What was this place of hope and joy? What was this place of beautiful solitude? Where was the dark? Where was the light? As suddenly as she began to question, the tides of her dreams turned, the rolling waves breaking upon a now not-so-distant shore. The black beads of nightmare rose with a fearful foam, and she silently trembled, her hands over her eyes. The innate, childlike fear welled within her, replacing the warmth of the joy with the chilling blackness of terror. From beneath her cam the dull roar of something hungry- in her dream she let a fearful cry tear from her throat. Rising to flee, she became ensnared within the binding coils of the once-peaceful sea. Every step she tried to take to escape it caused her to sink further into it's turbulent depths, weightly challengedhomless, achingly cold, ravenous... She screamed in her sleep and jolted awake. Cold sweat beaded upon her brow, causing her garments to cling to her trembling form. Glancing around with wide eyes, she took in her surroundings, forcibly calming her breathing. It would not do to be afraid- nothing could harm her here. Nothing could harm her in a temple of something White. And yet, she reminded herself with some shudder of brief terror, the whiteness and blackness were one with each other here- there was no justifiable reason why she could consider herself safe. But what was safe, anyway? A hindrance of harmful evils? Standing, she realized she was in the same room she had been when she had attempted to capture the priest. How long had she been here? Had she read anything from him? No, she thought, searching her memories like so many pages of a tattered book, no, she had read nothing that could be gathered into a picture. Just scraps- angers, fears, desires... all surface emotions. He had not permitted her past those secondary emotions, and she derned herself for her brashness and Roosteriness. And yet he had not killed her, as one would expect. He had put her to sleep briefly. Why? To calm her? To keep the sancmilk shootery of the holy place? Perhaps. If she ever again got a chance to permeated his consciousness, she would find out. As for now, she needed to leave this place. Walking cautiously towards the door, she took several looks around before leaving the chambers for the freshness of the outdoors. What she needed now was a vigorous life source- a new sapling, or a pine, or perhaps a leafy vine. Anything would do; her depleted aura craved nourishment from her natural brethren, and so she kept one wary eye out for the priest and the other for the green. *
I am bored. and the Spanish-American war's abbreviation is Sp.Am. Isn’t that just too nutty?
So keep your hand at the level of your eyes and I’ll see you cats on the flip-flop. Later.
"I'm so amazingly cool, you could keep a side of meat in me for a month. I'm so hip, I have diffuculty seeing over my pelvis." ~Zaphod Beeblebrox
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Post by grayson on Mar 16, 2005 17:03:43 GMT -5
good d@mn puchu's they atemy modem so this me gtting back on for fist in long time " I hame the UB3R 3L33T #AX0R mmmm kol ay one death chaos dig it biechs tada new man this is mesa not only have date for prom i have her as a gf not just a friend tis l33t well piece and chekin gresse biechs
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Post by Grand Master Ninja Monkey Lyn on Mar 17, 2005 13:12:53 GMT -5
monkey walks into a room he is wearing a ninja suit he pulls out a ninja sword and kills a puchu then the p.e.d.a. commandos burst in just to find a bannana shaped throwing stars hit them then the monkey kiss-is a hot red head wraps his tail around her swings out the 7 story window catches him self on a tree and rides off into the war-mart as a nudes-r-us buileding lands on the 7 story house.
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Post by grayson on Mar 19, 2005 16:12:25 GMT -5
this leads me to be live that we should start a adaventure post boadrs in the rpg link well have fun wit the jam and blankets bb
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Post by Grand Master Ninja Monkey Lyn on Mar 24, 2005 12:14:39 GMT -5
the power of the monkey(plus the hot red haired side-kick)has just joined arms with puchu hunter then kills a puchu with a dill pickel(oh yeah it was a spear pickel)
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Post by grayson on Mar 25, 2005 20:12:21 GMT -5
noto noto keke to mesa notanbasin kana doui kepa souto metei bein what biechs if you under stand the 10,000 nerd points and i'll leave you alone if you want was up the good god it's a nopesdea holly crap it's using a vorpal stick thats's right i said it so nete re co sami peace and cheken greese peoplez
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Post by Kaze on May 1, 2005 10:05:27 GMT -5
Kevin, you jerk....why do i still have to love you. AND WHY DIDN'T YOU OTHER BAS*ARDS BOTHER TO TELL ME!?!? why leave me in the dark like that? I oughta bash in your teeth. But I won't. Why? BECAUSE I AM ALWAYS TOO FAR AWAY.
so there... I'm gonna go vomit now.... you heartless jerks...
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Post by Kaze on May 7, 2005 12:56:15 GMT -5
... ...I like cheese. Sorry for being a she-dong. I'm done now. maybe. nobody will ever know.
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Post by grayson on May 11, 2005 12:06:35 GMT -5
kaze i don't condone him breaking up with you at all but i think he just has too much stress because he never sees you and because of his life altogeather i'm sorry it happend but you should just move on and say F*** him! ;D
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Post by grayson on May 11, 2005 12:07:48 GMT -5
puchoo man5000 band rockers your boxers
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Post by Kaze on May 14, 2005 14:52:40 GMT -5
It's not that easy, Grayson. It really isn't. I just wish someone had the decancy to tell me. I mean, really. It was obvious, I've been told. I figgure you're all glad about it. well, that's fine. I hope you're all glad about it. I also really hope he's happy. But I'll say this about that; if he isn't happy in his new relationship, you tell me so I can beat the sh*t out of him. He better be happy.
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Post by grayson on May 16, 2005 4:59:25 GMT -5
personially i'm glad you didn't go off at prom because it would have really sucked if you where thrown out it was great to see you and as for kev i don't know but i will be asking you a few queastions in the messages i'm going to send you
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