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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 4:55 pm
Are you kidding me, they ventilate their tunnels, they venture onto the different jungles or urban tundras of natural disaster.
Poop in a chicken's coop.
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:04 pm
And they're nice and Crunchy, and if you were to pull of their legs, they'd look like a Snowman..except not white. unless it was an Albino ant.
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:09 pm
Ah, the fabled albino snow ants. The giant ones are particularly tasty fried, I understand.
If these visions have offended, think but this and all is mended; the mind's eye is a sturdy ball, and can take in and take on one and all
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:09 pm
^I love poems.
I eat therefore I am, if this is true, am I four glistening virgins and one hen?
* I love this edit thing... it's like 1984 as I can rewrite my history.
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:13 pm
I think you eat, and therefore are a hen. Virginal, then, the white of the feathers. You speak not?
Inigo: You killed my father, prepare to die Darth: I am your father, prepare to die Oedipus: I killed my father and raped my mother. I want to die.
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:19 pm
Hannibal: I took my father to dinner... he was delicious.
Hanging dolls to pay the toll for the fairy across the water because the train wouldn't work on the rainbow path to the world of tomorrow and yesterday mourning on the way to the phone with the dial tone being dead without a head, but misunderstood by the local warden of the garden of King Tut.
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:22 pm
Mummies, pharaohs, phones and fairies... mythologic creatures dance through your mind's eye
Peruse some quaint and curious bits of forgotten lore, and see if any ravens come rapping at your door... how do they scratch the records, you ask?
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:29 pm
Edgar Allen Poe is dead.
Unlike Elvis. He lives!
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:43 pm
I got married to a woman in Las Vagas once... I dimly remember something about Elvis... I'll never drink that hard again!(inside joke)
.......do you know the muffin man?
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:46 pm
Apparently he was made of muffins so I ate him.
Hugs are not kisses, and kisses are not types of currency.
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:49 pm
But, but, but... you can use the chocolate ones to bribe young children! gonk
Homigawd, it's the legendary Jaft! Quick, get a picture, get a picture, no one's gonna believe this and they won't pay me money, just like when I saw Nessie! gonk
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:53 pm
Thank goodness I'm me. Free pictures!
Lobo-chan is a Spanish/Japanese wolf. That's what I get from your-her name.
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:56 pm
Nope, I'm the pale Scotch-Irish or whatever descent American, ha, I lied to you all! *laughs evily*
Blarrg likes tacos and beer 0.o
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 5:58 pm
I say Blarg too... that word got famous.
I tickle pineapple policemen.
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Jafthasleftthebuilding Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Aug 04, 2006 6:02 pm
You shouldn't molest the fruity officers... sweatdrop
I helped make dinner and no one died from it! razz
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