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EoC, you are the bane of my existence.
the afflicted persons get hold of and consume carrots even in socially quite unacceptable situations.
Fuck I missed all the good stuff.
gaggling...like a little school girl...<3 you guys!!!
Quote from: Dr. Paes on April 13, 2010, 01:33:09 amI imagine him sitting there staring at your profile, mumbling to himself, imagining he is talking to you. He's drawn a monocle and a moustache on the screen over your avatar, in an attempt to vent some frustration by vandalising your image... but it only serves to increase the rage at your considering yourself his superior. Look at this smarmy bastard...The mouse and keyboard sit unused, but for the occasional movement to prevent the screensaver from obscuring the face of his nemesis."I will learn your secrets, Howl. Number 6 does not give in so easily..." Hands, gripping the ends of the arms of his chair. White knuckles.He unconsciously taps his foot against the ground, quickly but rhymthically... counting out the timer on the bomb of unvented rage he is holding back. His face grows redder and redder. His mumbling grows louder until the air is filled with an unintelligible menacing hum. It sounds like the room is full of angry, retarded bees. But his eyes never leave the screen. He will have his revenge. He is, after all, a Discordian Crusader... and this is the Neo-Discordian Heresiarch.Fantastic!Paes, it seem ultimate fail n00bs inspire your creativity. Like the WOMP cartoon you did about Daruko. More please!
I imagine him sitting there staring at your profile, mumbling to himself, imagining he is talking to you. He's drawn a monocle and a moustache on the screen over your avatar, in an attempt to vent some frustration by vandalising your image... but it only serves to increase the rage at your considering yourself his superior. Look at this smarmy bastard...The mouse and keyboard sit unused, but for the occasional movement to prevent the screensaver from obscuring the face of his nemesis."I will learn your secrets, Howl. Number 6 does not give in so easily..." Hands, gripping the ends of the arms of his chair. White knuckles.He unconsciously taps his foot against the ground, quickly but rhymthically... counting out the timer on the bomb of unvented rage he is holding back. His face grows redder and redder. His mumbling grows louder until the air is filled with an unintelligible menacing hum. It sounds like the room is full of angry, retarded bees. But his eyes never leave the screen. He will have his revenge. He is, after all, a Discordian Crusader... and this is the Neo-Discordian Heresiarch.
Number 6 has made an agreement with me to stay away from PD, if I leave his board alone. I'm good with this. He wasn't a good fit.
Oh yay that was my favorite.When Cram offered his olive branch it was somehow tainted cause... how did he put it... he adopted your mentality
lol grow up Cram
