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TESTEMONAIL:  Right and Discordianism allows room for personal interpretation. You have your theories and I have mine. Unlike Christianity, Discordia allows room for ideas and opinions, and mine is well-informed and based on ancient philosophy and theology, so, my neo-Discordian friends, open your minds to my interpretation and I will open my mind to yours. That's fair enough, right? Just claiming to be discordian should mean that your mind is open and willing to learn and share ideas. You guys are fucking bashing me and your laughing at my theologies and my friends know what's up and are laughing at you and honestly this is my last shot at putting a label on my belief structure and your making me lose all hope of ever finding a ideological group I can relate to because you don't even know what the fuck I'm talking about and everything I have said is based on the founding principals of real Discordianism. Expand your mind.

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What I want.

Started by Pope Lucifer KSC, April 11, 2004, 09:30:19 AM

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What do you want?

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Voting closed: April 11, 2004, 09:30:19 AM

Bella

just like in a dream
you'll open your mouth to scream
and you won't make a sound

you can't believe your eyes
you can't believe your ears
you can't believe your friends
you can't believe you're here

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomSnitch

Salsa?

Haha!

Who wants to nap to salsa?

Get up and shake it!
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

Bella

That's telling the lazy little thing.

You heard the man, dearie.
Get up and shake it!
just like in a dream
you'll open your mouth to scream
and you won't make a sound

you can't believe your eyes
you can't believe your ears
you can't believe your friends
you can't believe you're here

illusion

I want Bella to get off the phone. :evil:

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

Quote from: illusionI want Bella to get off the phone. :evil:

Me three.
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

illusion

Yeah, let's go pout.

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

::goes to pout::

::drinks margaritas::

::lets bella see this::
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

illusion

::Writes Bella a note and slips it to her::

Dear Bella,

Hugh and I are pouting.
Don't try to talk us out of it.

Illusion

Irreverend Hugh, KSC

I must be off, but I am still pouting.
"Time for the tin-foil hats, girls and boys!"

illusion

Me, too. Don't think I won't tell her about it, either.

Bella

Sorry about this guys.
She's my best client of all time so I have to talk to her.
just like in a dream
you'll open your mouth to scream
and you won't make a sound

you can't believe your eyes
you can't believe your ears
you can't believe your friends
you can't believe you're here

Pope Lucifer KSC

Dunno what this is all about but I am still drunk enough to pout

::Starts pouting::

(Hmm, if I don't know why I'm pouting how am I going to know when to stop?)
"If life deals you a bad hand...cheat"
-Great Teacher Onizuka

Bella

Quote from: Pope Lucifer KSCDunno what this is all about but I am still drunk enough to pout

::Starts pouting::

(Hmm, if I don't know why I'm pouting how am I going to know when to stop?)
Don't ask me......pouting was St Hugh's idea and he's the only one who knows when it's time to stop. Probably when you sober up, k?
just like in a dream
you'll open your mouth to scream
and you won't make a sound

you can't believe your eyes
you can't believe your ears
you can't believe your friends
you can't believe you're here

Pope Lucifer KSC

I don't wanna sober up :cry:

::Starts throwing a tantric tantrum::
"If life deals you a bad hand...cheat"
-Great Teacher Onizuka

BADGE OF HONOR

I want to get my test over with and then eat soemthing.  Ohh...cafteria will be closed...shoulda gone instead of messing about on the forums...woops.  



Oh wait, I have cereal.  Nemmind.
The Jerk On Bike rolled his eyes and tossed the waffle back over his shoulder--before it struck the ground, a stout, disconcertingly monkey-like dog sprang into the air and snatched it, and began to masticate it--literally--for the sound it made was like a homonculus squatting on the floor muttering "masticate masticate masticate".