The Sphere
General Garbage => Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits => Topic started by: MegatronYES on Sep 20, 2007, 12:56:09 AM
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:) So. Where does everybody live, what is everyone doing (real quick on this part, god damn it), how old is everyone, what's everyone birthday, who's everyone favorite X-man, how muscular is IDE, yadda fuckin damn yadda. Whatever else you feel should be regarded as a relevant detail.
I'm trying to keep up on all you idiots so that can more effectively mock your absurd, worthless lives.
No, I joke AT YOU! :rawr: After all, Faye at least has money... and nice skin! :happy:
I get to go first, because I'm the me-est. :guitar:
I am 24 right now, being that I was born at 6:38 PM on Tuesday, March 29th, 1983 AD, in the city of Indianapolis, Indiana which lies at 39*N and 86*W. :D Ahem.
I'm still living in Georgia, having moved out of the city and back into Roswell, but now I'm living in the basement of a house that is contained of three rented-out rooms, owned by a friend to whom I pay rent. I'm working a local mom-and-pop Italian place as a chef and at the Coldstone Creamery down the road as a regular... working-there guy. In two or three years, my father is going to retire (at the age of 55!) and give me a quarter of a million dollars with which I will buy my own Coldstone franchise and proceed to make ice cream for customers whether or not they are physically attractive. ::)
Then I plan on moving to California and getting my NCGCR liscense and a Master's Degree in psychology so that I can do what I really want to do: teach fucking astrology. :)
I like Metriod.
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In a small house without friggin' DSL service, school, 27, Aug. 8, Rogue, he looks fairly muscular to me, yabba-dabba-do.
About a third of my head is filled with mucas RIGHT NOW.
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There is not enough boob in this thread.
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Milwaukee, Wisconsin. At the moment: waiting to hear back from an engineer about a molding process. In general: working as a patent engineer. December 6th, 1979. Nightcrawler. I haven't seen him shirtless. I can juggle (puppies).
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There is not enough boob in this thread.
You're here. Ha ha, okay that was mean. Let's just wait for Doug.
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Houston; professionally, planning a trip to Dallas on the 5th to take an account away from a competitor and secure my next promotion and/or raise -personally, awaiting autumn and hoping our new window order doesn’t get fucked up again; 46 as of August 12th; Beast in the movie, toss-up between Wolverine and Gambit in the comics and then only because Sebastian Shaw isn’t an X-Man; enough; 4 dogs, 9 cats, 1 husband, dark red hair, grey eyes, find corsets quite comfortable, born to play de Merteuil in Dangerous Liaisons or Nell Gywnn, if only in community theatre.
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I live in Dubuque, I'm 21. I work in a restaurant above a pub that I frequent which is how I got the job. My birthday is December 20. Storm. Semi-muscular, but not like body builder huge? I got my Associates in Arts which so far as allowed me to work at said restaurant and I plan on going back to school in January to study something.
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:) So. Where does everybody live, what is everyone doing (real quick on this part, god damn it), how old is everyone, what's everyone birthday, who's everyone favorite X-man, how muscular is IDE, yadda fuckin damn yadda. Whatever else you feel should be regarded as a relevant detail.
Southwest Texas, Working, 30, October 17th, Gambit, Never seen a picture of him but he sounds hot, 1 orange tabby cat-son
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Mid-West Coast Missouri, Had to shelf my novel because I had stanganted on it and didn't want to waste anymore time not working on it, and have moved on to a children's book about ghosts, 27, Jan 11th, Cyclops, Not as big as he boasts, but no one ever is.
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Where does everybody live, what is everyone doing (real quick on this part, god damn it), how old is everyone, what's everyone birthday, who's everyone favorite X-man, how muscular is IDE, yadda fuckin damn yadda. Whatever else you feel should be regarded as a relevant detail.
I'm trying to keep up on all you idiots so that can more effectively mock your absurd, worthless lives.
Miami Florida, Doing a paper for my Masters in History, 24, October 1st 1982, Cyclops, He's jacked (why may underlie homosexual urges). Other than that I've been caring for Karyann who's sick like a dog (some bacteria or virus has hit her hard this week) and preparing to grade 75 8-10 page papers on my Birthday.
On the upside this Halloween me and Kary are hitting the mansion for a party hosted by pr0n star Jesse Jane.
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North Cuba, Master Treasure Hunter, 23, Dec 8 1983, Ice Man, this muscular: (http://pix3.bangme.net/userphotos/album/795981.jpg)
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You're so gay we can see how you just removed the door to your closet so you can jump in whenever you need to.
:D
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That's a curtain over a window. There was a street light out there that I didn't want shining in on me while I had sex with my stuffed animals.
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And held up by two nails/or thumb tacks. That might actually help his case for straightness. A gay guy would never do that.
I have my curtains stapled up.
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Yeah that "curtain" is actually a bed sheet.
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Yeah see....I'd love nothing more then make fun of IDE, but that's the kinda half assing decor that only a straight guy would do.
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That poor Stuffed animal....He's raping it!
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Had to shelf my novel because I had stanganted on it and didn't want to waste anymore time not working on it
Aw, you're shitting me. How much time had you already spent on it before you decided to call it quits?
Other than that I've been caring for Karyann who's sick like a dog (some bacteria or virus has hit her hard this week)
I hope she's doing better. I've been sick this week too but certainly not dog-sick.
North Cuba, Master Treasure Hunter, 23, Dec 8 1983, Ice Man, this muscular: (http://pix3.bangme.net/userphotos/album/795981.jpg)
I need to go over to your place if only to remedy that horrid bedsheet curtain and save that poor fake animal. And what's the matter with regular old pants?
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Fucking fantasic, thanks jerks. :) So what I have learned is...
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am is doing metalworking, which in fucking cool, because he can make his own katanas.
Hibernia needs more cats, frankly. Way more.
Chelsie's too old to be called a the baby of the board.
Sucks about Rama's novel. But then again, ha ha!
I forgot to ask who's missing, because I can't really remember anybody after they dissappear. And plus I forgot to say "Cyclops".
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Well some ppl here come and go like the wind. I think toe's actually a bear or something, because he appears to post seasonally.
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What if the animal doesn't want to be saved?
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Maybe not now, but when cotton starts pouring out like a melting Wendy's frosty and button-eyeballs fly into the wall bullet-time with all the velocity of a drunken Flash, a savior shall be waiting in the wings.
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You're going to take the brunt of the attack in it's stead? A noble plan, but your eyeballs may still pop out and hit the wall.
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Well I made a fake 'gina out of a warm pack of burgermeat, some saran wrap, and a half empty can of Quaker oats. However, the plan hinges of you being drunk enough or the room being dark enough. I brought a sling shot. I don't know how that will play out.
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Oh yeah!
Toe.
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Had to shelf my novel because I had stanganted on it and didn't want to waste anymore time not working on it
Aw, you're shitting me. How much time had you already spent on it before you decided to call it quits?
Well I wouldn't say I called it "quits" more like "Hiatus." I shelfed it, but it'll come off the shelf sometime in the future cause I still think it's going to be my "big" novel and or course it's 8 sequels. (which I already have outlines for.) but I think I sunk about 3 years into it...total. Maybe 2 1/2. I started it right before 4th of July in 2005 I think. Actually I think I gave a buddy the first three chapters to read the day after I went to the midnight showing of Revenge of the Sith.
I just wasn't making any forward progress. I would talk about how I was going to sell the movie rights, and start my own publishing house, and buy this real nice 3 story Victorian (MLS 3040716 (http://www.remax-missouri.com/remaxmidstates/?p=findahome.asp&page=search&search=&selected=qck&listing=true&TargetMLS=550&ptd=2&mlsnumber=3040716&mlsid=550) Cause I know Bernie would want to see it.) that's been on the market forever and fix it up with the money I made off the book, but when I went down and sat in front of the computer nothing came out of my fingers. And it's not cause I don't know what to write. If you said "Tell me about your book." I could tell you everything that happens scene for scene and then I can tell you what happens in the next three books after. I just wasn't able to write it, and I just couldn't waste anymore time doing nothing.
But don't worry about it too much. I've just moved on to another project that I'm pitching as "a story about a boy and his ghost." It's a children's novel much like The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe. In fact I sometimes feel like I'm channeling C.S. Lewis when I'm working on it. I got an outline for it and a little bit actually written. I can already tell it's going to take less rewrites and edits then my other book did.
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Someone get IDE some clothes, he'll catch cold. :rawr:
What is that spell you use all the time Bernie?
Oh I know!
**waves wand**
ACCIO UNDERPANTS!
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Damned handy spell at 2 AM in the pub. ;D
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I can't believe it Bern. I put up that link to they Victorian house cause I thought you'd appericate it and you don't even comment on it. For shame!
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Sorry, I just got back to it! I wanted to read the description more closely, but I'm still confused - is it a gutted original or an unfinished McVic?
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It's a gutted original, but there has been at least one addition to it at some point. The original house was a 30 X 30 two story, and at some point someone added another 18 X16 section, an 18 X 34 section, and the entire third floor. It has since been gutted again, but never finished.
The people that bought it wanted to make it into a B&B (which is what all those fuckers do with any nice house like this.) but they wanted to serve booze, but there was a zoning law that wouldn't allow it since it's a residential area. So instead of going "Oh well I guess we just won't serve the spirits." they abandoned it half-done and put it up for sale.
The entire exterior is done, but the interior is gutted and even had "Temp" stairs going up to the third floor. I've actually been in it once when they tried to auction it off, but no one bought it.
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It's going to definitely need a particular type of buyer. The exterior is gorgeous, but part of the appeal for me, at least, with houses of that era is the rabbit warren of rooms. i wouldn't do a B & B with a place like that - if not residential, I'd be thinking book store or art gallery.
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Well it's huge. It goes on past what you can see about another 14 feet. It's around 7K square feet with a basement. (Although the basement isn't that great.) You'd have to have a lot of books or Art to fill it up. Plus it's not really in a area that sees a lot of buyers come through. I think it would have failed as a B&B cause the city it's in is a nothing town that not even tourist go to. (Which is one of the reasons I want it) it's also litterally right next door to the airport. In that picture the person that took it is standing on the street. If they were to turn around 180 degrees you'd see the fenced in runway overrun section, and the hangers in the distance.
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Detroit MI, Working Pizza delivery and going to school 9 hours a week trying to learn Japanese, 25, 11/25, I don't care about Xmen enough to have a favorite but I'll say Beast because he's powerful yet scholarly and intellegent, Too muscular, yadda fuckin damn yadda. You suck.
North Cuba, Master Treasure Hunter, 23, Dec 8 1983, Ice Man, this muscular: (http://pix3.bangme.net/userphotos/album/795981.jpg)
Is that a Du-rag you're wearing? Nigga, you're too white to wear one of those! :fingershake:
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Backwards baseball cap.
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I dated a girl once who is born on 11/25/88.
She's dumb.
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My latest was an '89.
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I went from six years my senior to six years my junior! 8)
And then to six months of not getting laid at all. :'(
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You should've stopped after the first 2 sixes. That third six is bad news according my man JC.
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See. If they'd just told me in the first place that Jesus wanted me to bring home some snatch for myself every once in a while, then I probably wouldn't have ended up a Laveyan like I am today! ::)
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Backwards baseball cap.
I thought it was a swim cap. Anyone else and I would have asked why they were wearing it, but I thought. Eh....it's IDE.
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I could tell what it was.
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Fucking fantasic, thanks jerks. :) So what I have learned is...
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am is doing metalworking, which in fucking cool, because he can make his own katanas.
Incorrect. I'm writing about the molding process so it can be protected against infringement. And it's plastic injection molding.
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He can make his own plastic katanas like that machine at the zoo! Except that one makes, like, animals.
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Oh. :blink:
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Literacy is your friend.
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Literacy is MY ASS
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You need to use your ass more then.
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You need to have an ass on your ass!
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I do. They are callled pimples.
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Wow, with little clefts and all?
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You know it sister.
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:puke:
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ASS
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And a big red one at that.