just curious.
hmmm...
I liked it a lot more before, but its not bad.
I still enjoy it. It's changed over the months I've been here, but so do all things. Fora are ephemeral--there is always a "better" time to be remembered.
the only reason I'm still posting here is becase I've got nothing else to do.
If I did, I wouldn't be typing this...
Quote from: Hotsumathe only reason I'm still posting here is becase I've got nothing else to do.
If I did, I wouldn't be typing this...
i agree.
but i still look forward to visiting each day after work. sad really, but at the moment i have too much travel time with too little free tiem to have much of a life outside work and my computer. lives are too expensive anyway.
the place has changed alot since i started posting here. i was trying to find my first posts, but couldnt :/ those were awesome. i totally r0x0red everyone :twisted: :P
yeah you did. i love this place.
Quote from: Wenchmaster KI still enjoy it. It's changed over the months I've been here, but so do all things. Fora are ephemeral--there is always a "better" time to be remembered.
Troof.
Forums have ALWAYS been "going to hell in a handbasket".
But I'M here now!
Things are looking up!
Quote from: EraPassingBut I'M here now!
Things are looking up!
Indeed. We shall march on a road of bones!
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Quote from: EraPassingBut I'M here now!
Things are looking up!
Indeed, and Lightdragon is also here. :P
Quote from: EraPassingBut I'M here now!
Things are looking up!
I doubt it.
i dig it... of course, i'm drunk.
posting here is better than hitting yourself over the head with a can of raid until it ejaculates its' insecticide contents into your ocular units.
everything is relative.
i think it's also important to note that i maced myself once.
everything is relative
sup
Soup.
I dunno. I kinda like it. You can get serious & make a point, or you can be totally stupid and no one will call you on it.
The best for me thogh, is you don't have to go through the whole "Exclusion of the Aristotelian Middle" speech every time you want to make a point. The people on this board tend to have a fairly solid grasp on General Semantics, so you don't have to start every post from the beginning (unlike many other forums I've visited).
As a whole, this (believe it or not) is one of the smarter, more intelligent boards I've been on (even with all the fart jokes, 3-word stories, & fluff).
You'll learn to love me.
Or not.
Hey! I just learned!
I love you!
Told ya so.
I think I'll like it here. For one thing, Rog and Bella and Efrim are here.
For another...
Damn, this board is FULL of geeks! I'm in a haze of heat!
Thanks, Era.
And, yup.......we have tons of geeks here. :twisted:
I like it here because I'm tethered to my house waiting for the masses to call for tarot readings.
This is what keeps me from going insaner than I already am.
Plus, there aren't many people around my town who understand in the least what I'm babbling about at any given time.
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of Doom...there aren't many people around my town who understand in the least what I'm babbling about at any given time.
I got news for ya, hon...
:D
8)
i still post here cause of you guys
I like it
makes me feel like not such a looser
that there are people just as off beat and off topic as I am,
Kinda like a family if I could hand pic it
Quote from: sakredchaoi think it's also important to note that i maced myself once.
everything is relative
hey me too. That Fucking hurt!
Quote from: Turd FergusonQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of Doom...there aren't many people around my town who understand in the least what I'm babbling about at any given time.
I got news for ya, hon...
:D
8)
Hey! :evil:
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomQuote from: Turd FergusonQuote from: SssBella, Oracle of Doom...there aren't many people around my town who understand in the least what I'm babbling about at any given time.
I got news for ya, hon...
:D
8)
Hey! :evil:
:lol:
*throws a box of cookies behind him to distract the charging, angry Bella*
s'ok...the value of your babble is not lessened any by the lack of understanding on the part of others...personally, I like listening ot you babble, it takes some of hte pressure off of me... 8)
Quote from: PenumbralQuote from: sakredchaoi think it's also important to note that i maced myself once.
everything is relative
hey me too. That Fucking hurt!
i was really little and my mom had thrown the can into the orchard.. i found it and decided i wanted to spray stuff with it. unfortunately i wasn't smart enough to look which way the nozzle was facing.. walking back to the house was pretty hard though the tears and the crying.. and then running water directly on my eyeball sucked again.
i have since made a concious decision to not do that again.
A wise choice.
Quote from: sakredchaoi think it's also important to note that i maced myself once.
I have a friend who tazed himself in the nads. :D
I hit myself with a live cattle prod once...knocked me off the couch unconscious....and I peed my pants.... 8)
My ex shot himself in the eye with a potato gun a few years ago.
He looked down the barrel to see why it wasn't igniting and deliberately hit the trigger.
Naturally, the firing mechanism ignited that time and flamed his eye.
dizzamn. y'all gots some crazy-azz stories, yo! but peep this shit: one time, me and my boy was rollin' on these trick-ass bikes we won in a dice game from some vatos, we was downtown, drinkin' some OE wit' my boy Stucco at his studio, and we started rollin' back towards my boy's crib down in Torrance, and them crazy-ass 'Cans we won the bikes from rolled by looking to jack our loot an' shit, so my boy makes like he's pullin' out, and one'dem hoodz come right back with a nina shootin' from tha backseat. so I'se wise to this shit, right, cuz it ain't nothin' but daily life in these parts, so I bust down a alley and drop tha bike and climb a fire escape up to tha roof of this old factory, right? and I see my boy, he runnin' fo' his life, but he done ran down into the LA river, whic if y'all don't know, ain't no river but a channel of green slimy shit that run through a concrete riverbed all through downtown LA, so they still chasin' his azz yellin' how they gon' pop him when they get him, so he decide the only way he gon' lose 'em is by goin' where thay ain't no chance of bein' followed. so his azz jump right into that nasty-azz river, but not befo' he stop to toss his tommy jacket and his Timbas over to tha otha side. sho' nuff, them Vatos ain't want nothin' to do wit' dat river water, but they just sat and waited for a hour fo' him ot come get his threadz back, but he musta peeped 'em, cuz they just sat there waiting. I stayed up on the roof and twisted me a tree and watch the whole thing, yo. seen him next day, he ask me to keep that shit on tha DL, but you know I cain't keep shit that good to myse'f, so now e'ybody know, and e'ybody call his azz "Catfish" from then on.
uhmmm
did anyone get that?
Yeah, he said something about riding a bike down a fire escape and doing the twist with a tree after he peed in a green river.
Quote from: SssBella, Oracle of DoomYeah, he said something about riding a bike down a fire escape and doing the twist with a tree after he peed in a green river.
Chef would own his ass.
reminds me of this guy i knew back in ontario from out east. cept he he never told me no slimy green river story.
and he's in jail.
Quote from: Mad Skillzdizzamn. y'all gots some crazy-azz stories, yo! but peep this shit: one time, me and my boy was rollin' on these trick-ass bikes we won in a dice game from some vatos, we was downtown, drinkin' some OE wit' my boy Stucco at his studio, and we started rollin' back towards my boy's crib down in Torrance, and them crazy-ass 'Cans we won the bikes from rolled by looking to jack our loot an' shit, so my boy makes like he's pullin' out, and one'dem hoodz come right back with a nina shootin' from tha backseat. so I'se wise to this shit, right, cuz it ain't nothin' but daily life in these parts, so I bust down a alley and drop tha bike and climb a fire escape up to tha roof of this old factory, right? and I see my boy, he runnin' fo' his life, but he done ran down into the LA river, whic if y'all don't know, ain't no river but a channel of green slimy shit that run through a concrete riverbed all through downtown LA, so they still chasin' his azz yellin' how they gon' pop him when they get him, so he decide the only way he gon' lose 'em is by goin' where thay ain't no chance of bein' followed. so his azz jump right into that nasty-azz river, but not befo' he stop to toss his tommy jacket and his Timbas over to tha otha side. sho' nuff, them Vatos ain't want nothin' to do wit' dat river water, but they just sat and waited for a hour fo' him ot come get his threadz back, but he musta peeped 'em, cuz they just sat there waiting. I stayed up on the roof and twisted me a tree and watch the whole thing, yo. seen him next day, he ask me to keep that shit on tha DL, but you know I cain't keep shit that good to myse'f, so now e'ybody know, and e'ybody call his azz "Catfish" from then on.
Let me translate.Being black myself,I am very fluent in "thugish'
Damn! Eveyone here has some very humourously weird stories,but I want you to listen to this one: some time past, my friend and I were riding on a pair of customized bikes we won in a dice game from some Mexicans. We were downtown, drinkin' some Olde English Malt Liquer with my good friend Stucco at his studio, and we started driving back towards my friend's house down in Torrance, and the insane 'Mexicans we had won the bikes from drove by, looking to rob us of our possessions, so my friend pretends he's pulling out a weapon, and one of the hoodlums came right back with a nine milimeter gun ,shooting from tha backseat. so I knew what was happening because it happens frequently in this area, so I ran down a alley and dropped the bike and climbed a fire escape up to the roof of this old factory, do you understand?d I saw my friend, he's running for his life, but he runs into the LA river, which if everyone in this forum didn't know, isn't really a river but a channel of green slimy shit that runs through a concrete riverbed all through downtown LA, so they're still chasing' my friend, yelling about how they are going to shoot him when they get him, so he decided the only way he was going to lose them is by going where they won't' follow. So he jumps right into that nasty river, but not before he stops to toss his tommy jacket and his Timbas over to the other side.Just as expected,those crazy Mexicans do not want anything ' to do with that river water, but they just sat and waited for a hour for him ot come get his clothes back, but he must of saw them, because they just sat there waiting. I stayed up on the roof and rolled a marijuana cigarette and watched the whole thing. I saw him next day, he asked me to keep the entire incident a secret, but you know I can't keep secretsthat good to myself, so now eveybody calls him "Catfish".
it really looses something in the translation.
Quote from: Psymoonit really looses something in the translation.
Maybe we could get someone to "tighten" it up.
Quote from: gnimbleyQuote from: Psymoonit really looses something in the translation.
Maybe we could get someone to "tighten" it up.
But that'd be no pun.
Think i am goin to have to agree with SssBella on this one... it is down right hilarious sometimes and definatly more entertaining than watching TV for hours on end... Besides how else is the NSRA going to take over the world if we dont atleast have some willing cannon fod.... errr Comrades...
that and i really like being able to read and print out the PD when ever i want.. you have no idea how many buses/stations/stops i have left this at...
Jaques De Molay Thou art avenged.....