Today we gather at T.G.R. Roger's forgetial to celebrate his passing. As per his desire, he is now dead. He was wearing all Nike gear, and had been smoking a pipe filled with poison oak leaves that "Bob" advised him to smoke to get through "Slack's gate" last Pungenday. Roger was a saint of a man with a crazy tongan devil growing out the side of his head, and well, let's just pray they both rest in slack now. I'm sure the pain of grief is difficult for many of you, but at least he's gone now. So let's proceed with raiding his apartment for valuables and burning the cheap stuff along with his corpse. Ooh, an old stack of Spacegirl magazines!
Shit only gave me a headache.
:evil:
TGRR,
Knows that "Bob" already raided his shit.
is it too late to send flowers?
::knows where she can get some dead roses::
Already done and done.
(http://www.weirdclipart.com/images/terraweirda/deadroses1.gif)
We still need forties for the homie.
Those are actually really pretty.
*has a thing for dead roses*
*is not a freaky deaky morbid whiny goth kid, she swears*
I thought that when one sends dead roses the best color for the occassion was black :?
Yeah, well we screwed up on the catering too. Somebody thought it would be funny to spike the punch "Jim Jones" style. Fair warning. Maybe Fluffy can cough up those flowers.
ah, tigger
we hardly knew ye
cut down in the prime in life
so sad
wake over at the open bar!
dibs on the v8!
w00t!
Um, I'm not actually dead yet.
Well, Concord, you shall not have been mortally wounded in vain!
Um, Actually, I think I'll be all right...
TGRR,
Will be the first person to start a fight at his own funeral.
Now, weary Roger
Rest your head
For unlike me,
You're utterly dead.
*fires up the blender*
Let's see...I'v got tequila, gin, vodka, black rum, v8, coffee, carrot juice...carrot juice....carrot juice....
Now, who wants a drink?
Quote from: The Taco SpawnNow, weary Roger
Rest your head
For unlike me,
You're utterly dead.
*fires up the blender*
Let's see...I'v got tequila, gin, vodka, black rum, v8, coffee, carrot juice...carrot juice....carrot juice....
Now, who wants a drink?
If I was dead, could I post THIS:
(http://newsimg.bbc.co.uk/media/images/41039000/jpg/_41039224_doorap.jpg) <---The leader of the free world. *snort*
Proves nothing. I've seen deader people win elected office. But what on earth is he doing to that doorknob?
Quote from: The Taco SpawnProves nothing. I've seen deader people win elected office. But what on earth is he doing to that doorknob?
Well, that's the HILARIOUS part:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/asia-pacific/4454738.stm
I laughed, I cried, I POOMPED MY PANCE!
TGRR,
Would prefer a president that knows which door he's supposed to use when he has a snit.
Incidentally, my prediction that Wee Georgie will lose it and slug a reporter is that much closer to coming true.
:lol: What a twunt!
Should we start placing bets on which reporter gets the knuckle sandwich then?
WE ARE FILLED WITH WOE OF PIPEFACE ROGER'S UNFORTUNATE MISFORTUNE! PLEASE TO NOTE TO CHECK YOUR BAGS!
Jet lag, eh?
Quote from: Rabid Badger of GodJet lag, eh?
Well, even Idiot Boy Emperors need their nappies.
Jet Lag is code for "I've been drinking, a lot."; Just sayin.
Quote from: The Taco Spawn:lol: What a twunt!
Should we start placing bets on which reporter gets the knuckle sandwich then?
My money's on Bob Woodward or Matt Drudge.
*crosses fingers* Oh, please let it be Matt Drudge...the worst thing to ever happen to fedoras.
Quote from: The Doctor on November 22, 2005, 03:34:08 AM
*crosses fingers* Oh, please let it be Matt Drudge...the worst thing to ever happen to fedoras.
Definitive PROOF that things can ALWAYS get worse.