Dead hookers.
Just surprised is all. I guess it was never really that popular a series over here. I only really played some as a kid because my cousin was grumpy gamer onii-san and let me play all his games when it was his turn to look out for me.
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Satoshi Kon direct that and Nujabes on the soundtrack. Shout out to the soul plane. Drop the beast sick inspiration from on high and keep rocking those tombstones, don't let those graves get dusty. Don't let that fire fade. Burn it all, burn it till there ain't nothin' left.
I only talk to you because you look like a total prostitute, 'kay?
I broke those with the broom, though... Next time... Next time.
I brought him her head, WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
In the event of time machine he has a vacation planned.
Okay... you didn't really think this one out. Like not at all. Like you could have realized that taking steps with only full range of motion in your ankles would trip you up if you tried to run, jump, hop or skip anywhere. But yeah... You done goofed, ya doof. So now you're lying you face there on the floor next to the-- shiiiit. Mine's still there. Duds can still go off without warning unless disabled or disposed of. That's preschool stuff, Spongebob. Preschool. Okay, so you're gonna just edge away from that little guy... Did it just tick? That was a clicking sound you heard. You swear you heard it. That's when you hear a voice. It's a man and he's talking about how fancy it is that he found you there looking all mighty retarded and whatnot. You know who it is. It's your mortal enemy, of course. Not really, it's just a guy you owe some cash on account of you blowing up some of his... everything. Hehehe. The clicking was him pulling back the hammer on his vintage Peacemaker. Guy likes cowboy flicks. You're pretty sure he's gay for Eastwood. You should... [] Talk some sense into this guy, it was just business... that went horribly wrong. [] Take off the shirt pants before he shoots you and you die wearing a shirt around you bottom half like some kind of special needs kid. [] Figure out where he is and log roll the opposite direction.
Update Kismet. I mean... congrats.
This has more amusing implications for artists renditions...
You know what? Of course you do, this is rhetorical and to yourself; you're not gonna wear any pants for the rest of your vacation. You have seen the other side and it is a world full of you not wearing any pants. It is the world feel of delicious freedom. You can almost taste the fried twinkies in your mouth from all the freedom your feeling right now. But you've gotta wear something because you'd look like a total dongus without something on. There, shirtpants. That oughta learn them uppity leg casings a thing or two. Wahahahahahaha! What were you even doing? [] You had to be somewhere. [] You had to be someone. [] You had to be there.
In the interest of this not being a normal thread but still a megaquotepostrisingavengerdoubleslamintothefuturebaskettrio thread.
Nothing really, because I'm too much of a bum to get a real job, I'm going back to the on campus microrobotics lab that I worked at the summer of my freshmen year. This time I'm likely to be doing more than taking data for someone else's project though.
You have the support of this drawfag if you need it. As they once said, "You have my sword."
The reason they moved is because someone managed to get their hands on some information that they technically weren't supposed to have, end of story. It's a strict sidegrade from vBulletin, in my opinion. For every improvement there is a failing and vice versa.
What's that, returning king? I can't hear anything over how much attention I'm giving you.
Now is not the time to start worrying about how big you ego is.
I'll make it easier for you. It's Vivi's Dark Side.
