"Thanks... but aren't you a guy? I'm not into dudes. Besides... you like bacon and you know it!!" I shoot her with my ray gun and send her to 14 minutes in the past, and continue to chase a pig.
For centuries, theologians have been explaining the unknowable in terms of the-not-worth-knowing.
- HL Mencken
Lie together like butt.
Presenting the GFuture, soon to be the Gnow, reality presented by Google.
Welcome to GEarth.
~Baske in the randomness~
I giggle as I read zels thoughts, and she think's snoink is all powerfull- she's never met Tim Dorsal.
For centuries, theologians have been explaining the unknowable in terms of the-not-worth-knowing.
- HL Mencken
Lie together like butt.
Presenting the GFuture, soon to be the Gnow, reality presented by Google.
Welcome to GEarth.
~Baske in the randomness~
I feel my thoughts being read and am mad someone would invade my privacy like that. For all they know I might be thinking of how hot they are and it would be really awkward. I catch one counter thought as I try to block my mind and wonder who Tim Dorsel is, and who knows Tim Dorsel. "Stop reading my mind! Or else I will think of really creepy things!" I warn no one in particular. They all stare at me like I am crazy.
I go back to thinking about Snionk. "Hmmm. I DO like bacon. But Snionk is my freind. BACON" I argue with myself inside my head.
I took the hands out of my nose, it turns out they were plastic, and felt a breeze as Snoink squealed under me. Qi approaches me on a unicycle at full speed. This was going to hurt...
Unicycle and ray gun parts flew everything as we collided.
I was torn between laughing and doing something, but then I remembered I wasn't even reistered in this place, so I decided to kick back and enjoy the show. and run if anyone got any ideas about kitty meals.
Or i could get working on teh whole passwords-not-working situation, but what harm could one night off bring?
and how on earth (er.. metaphorically speaking, of course) would one make bacon on a ship.. in space?
***Under the Responsibility of S.P.E.W.*** (Sadistic Perplexion of Everyone's Wits)
Medieval Lit! Come here to find out who Chaucer plagiarized and translated - and why and how it worked in the late 1300s.
"Get him grif! You too Snionk! Ah isn't that sweet brother and sister side by side!" I yelled to encourage them.
"Why don't you turn into a dragon and help us instead of encouraging us?!" squealed Snionk.
"Because Griff gave me a collar so I can't fight Qi, sorry" I said.
Snionk kicked Griff with her moo shoes, as she wildly spurted pens everywhere. Grif looked sheepish but brave in the face of Qi. Qi looked hungry. My stomach rumbled; so was I. "Either way someone wins" I thought happily, "if Qi wins, bacon! And id Snionk and Grif win, Qi gets defeated and Snionk remains alive. Win, win situation. If Qi succeeds to kill Snionk will Grif have any bacon? But snionk will win; she is all powerful, and she has Griff on he side who can squirt hands from his nose. They can't lose!"
"Psh... I wasn't REALLY going to kill him. Processing pork is icky." I reasemble my ray gun and go to the year 3333, just to see what life was like. then I come back, with hats.
"Hats for everyone! Everyone take a hat!"
For centuries, theologians have been explaining the unknowable in terms of the-not-worth-knowing.
- HL Mencken
Lie together like butt.
Presenting the GFuture, soon to be the Gnow, reality presented by Google.
Welcome to GEarth.
~Baske in the randomness~
I stood there, blinking at the mass of chaos before me. What was I doing HERE????? I was SUPPOSED to be studying the ancient Viking cultures....now here I am, standing with a long Viking sword in one hand, a pitchfork in the other, in a coarse dress with my hair tied in a knot.....
Then I recognized Qi from a while back (or forward, actually). How did I get here again? ...I'd been using my ray gun (which was disguised as a breadroll at the moment), and I ended up in the wrong time at the wrong place....Very odd indeed.
"Is there any decent MODERN food in this place, or will I have to eat my gun?" I said.
"Moo" I was minding my own business when old YWS members from the past came to me time. They were ruining everything and killing my freinds so i told them to f*** off in moo language. then one of them started saying they were gonna eat me. this time i told them i was gonna eat them. They were good. yum. =P~
I was pretty bored i liked the old ship, so i just went into the story book thread.
We get off to the rhythm of the trigger and destruction. Fallujah to New Orleans with impunity to kill. We are the hidden fist of the free market.
We are the ink, we are the quill.
[The Ink And The Quill (Be Afraid) - Anti-Flag]
I watched in horror as Surfergirl ate Qi's leg. Qi just laughed it off, "I got a spare." He said holding up anoter metal leg.
"Mad cow!" I scream pionting at Surfer girl, with a claw, who was clearly enjoying her meal. I fuond out that day that there are few things more disturbing then watching a cow consume a whole leg and chewing it like cud.
"TAKE YOUR F*CKING HATS!" I screamed. I wanted to be rid of them. They were NICE hats!!
For centuries, theologians have been explaining the unknowable in terms of the-not-worth-knowing.
- HL Mencken
Lie together like butt.
Presenting the GFuture, soon to be the Gnow, reality presented by Google.
Welcome to GEarth.
~Baske in the randomness~