NOW WE PLAY THE GAME OF COPYING PASTA

[Richter]

 

[LMNO]

That was awesomely wrong.

[Suu]

It's a classic, too. 

[Z³]

THE NEOTORIC SOVEREIGN OF BEL AIR


This is a tale explaining the manner in which My way of life was rotated along a Y axis until it reached a position roughly 180 degrees from that which it started If I could have 60 seconds of your time, simply place your posterior in the selected location And I will relate to you the details of how I was made the male monarch of the district of the City of Los Angeles, California commonly referred to as Bel-Air (coordinates 34.08333 -118.44778)

In the western region of the "City of Brotherly Love" known as Philadelphia my mother expelled me from her womb and indeed that is also where I spent my childhood in my mother's care The majority of my time was spent in a recreational area containing such diversions as a jungle gym, swing set, sand box, etc. I was typically at the height of leisure while frequently at a temperature slightly below what might be considered standard room temperature Outside of my educational institution I was engaging in a game of basketball with some of my friends When a couple of gentlemen who seemed to be of the disposition to cause a great deal of mischief Began causing a great deal of chaos and disharmony in the area in which I lived I was involved in one rather small bout of fisticuffs after which my mother became concerned for my general safety and well-being And she informed me that I would be moving in with her sister and her sister's husband in the previously mentioned community of Bel-Air I implored my mother to relent approximately 24-48 hours ago

Yet she gathered my belongings in a somewhat flat, rectangular shaped piece of luggage and expelled me from her presence She placed her lips upon my cheek in an affectionate manner and handed me a pre-purchased pass for public transportation I placed the headphones for my personal music system into my ears and verbalized the idea that I may as well impact this situation with my foot Traveling in the highest available level of comfort, this is indeed an unfortunate situation (although I make this statement with some irony) Consuming the juices obtained by the squeezing of the fruit of a Citrus sinensis from a piece of glass stemware commonly reserved for the sipping of sparkling wine originating from the Champagne region of France I pause to wonder if this is indeed how the residents of the admittedly upper-class neighborhood of Bel-Air commonly live Indeed I find this situation may be rather to my enjoyment I puckered my lips and exhaled forcefully to produce a shrill note in order to gain the attention of a taxicab driver and as the driver approached I observed his California vanity plate which in place of the traditional jumble of alpha-numeric characters, used only the letters F, R, E, S, and H, spelling out the word "fresh" and from his rearview mirror dangled a pair of oversized, fur-covered cubes decorated to look like the six-sided dice commonly used in gambling and board games

In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community of Bel-Air We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o'clock And in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odor through my sense of olfaction I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival Where I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the community of Bel-Air as monarch

In such a situation I could have made a statement about the unusualness of this particular taxicab to the point of it being nearly unique Instead I cogitatively decided against it and instead informed the driver that he should deliver me to what was to become my new home in the community of Bel-Air We pulled up to a large domicile sometime between the hours of 7 and 8 o'clock And in a loud tone of voice I informed the cab driver that at some undetermined point in the future I would again detect his odor through my sense of olfaction I gazed about the region of land that I was destined to rule, reflecting on my arrival Where I would claim my rightful place upon the throne, from which I would govern the community of Bel-Air as monarch

[LMNO]

It's a classic, too. 

By the way, your avatar still looks like a gay skinhead raver.

[Jenne]

Is it bad that I started to laugh as soon as she woke up?

[Suu]

It's a classic, too. 

By the way, your avatar still looks like a gay skinhead raver.

Well now it IS.

[Kimmy Gibbler]

Holy fucking shit, Suu, I laughed so hard at that one I was crying, drooling and nearly shat myself.   

[Cain]

It's a classic, too. 

By the way, your avatar still looks like a gay skinhead raver.

Well now it IS.

LEAVE BRITNEY ALONE!

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

ITT: I am kind disappointed. We need to up the funnay here.

[Triple Zero]

ITT: I am kind disappointed. We need to up the funnay here.

with copy pasta?

i for one, am glad that we don't.

[Shibboleet The Annihilator]

Why not? There's some reasonably funny pasta out there.

or


We could make our own.

[Triple Zero]

We could make our own.

well that's already better than copying pasta.

i just mean that there seems to be a good amount of original funnay on this board already, so i was a bit surprised by a remark saying we need moar copypasta to up the funnay.

[Richter]

Why not? There's some reasonably funny pasta out there.

or


We could make our own.

Topics?  I'm up for cranking out random shit.


Also:  "Holder" Series and "Containment Protocols" from /X have always been amusing.

[the other anonymous]

Tuesday night, which was actually kinda pretty for being blind.

"Forgot the funnay," she said, sliding into the seat next to me.

"Not to worry," I replied, "there's no one else on the bus right now."

-toa,
I don't think I'm good at this...