The Sphere
General Garbage => Tropical Paradise of Hard Shelled Fruits => Topic started by: Extra Zero on Feb 19, 2005, 01:22:56 AM
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The lack of posts bores me... I could go to sleep, but oddly I feel compelled to not to.
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I've been waiting for my friends to come over for 4 hours now.
I hate them.
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You should poison their food with bleach.
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You should poison their food with bleach.
:joe:
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Let's masturbate!
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So how does that bleached food taste?
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Probably not as bad as the thought of you whacking off to this board...
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I'll second that.
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Thank you.
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1 out of 3 he was doing so to "Naruto".
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Headband fun!
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Good to know he advocates protection.
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That came out wrong.
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No it didn't.
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There is no need for concern when if comes to TM2 Rampage and protection.
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pwnage
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I'm surprised frankly, that he's said nothing more in this thread.
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I couldn't think of anything.
... Maybe if I took my hands off my penis...
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(http://www.mts.net/~elestrat/guns.jpg)
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That was timely.
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I couldn't think of anything.
... Maybe if I took my hands off my penis...
Type with your nose. Duh.
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Or tongue... Though I bet his keyboard is disgustingly jammed with...gunk...
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Yeah, fuck this shit. Let's play Halo 2
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You can. I have to open tomarrow...well as it stands, this morning.
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:(
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I'll probably be on later tonight, considering that I'm off on Tuesday.
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Oh alrigth. I really need to exploit your high rank for my own purposes.
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More like me exploiting your low rank.
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I still shoot up when I play with 12+ people. Everyone always thinks I'm funny so they want to play with me.
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I lost my 12 thanks to this moron that thought it would be cool to stand in front of my rocket laucher each time I fired. Getting booted from three betrayls costs you nearly one level.
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People really do no tknow how to stay out of eachother's line of fire. Everyone is a kill hog because of the "get it before it gets you" instinct pervaded by playing through shooters.
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The fuckface didn't have a mic. Granted he has no excuses because he should have been able to hear me through his speakers, and he was only holding a SMG. The first time I was trying to take out a ghost with a wraith, he got in my way. The next two times I was defending the flag with my rocket launcher, which I made obvious either way, and he still managed to get himself killed...and me booted. Needless to say Tony8Tiger is a fuck face and I sent him a friend invite containing a nasty message written in text about getting a mic.
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Was he that retarded or was he just being a douche?
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Without him having a mic, it's hard for me to tell.
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Get an Xbox, Nuri.
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Yeah.
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Maybe if I'm lucky enough to find worthy employment this year and have the extra money.
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you could always harvest Merla's eggs and sell them on ebay.
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Or sell them to the ovum bank.
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Maybe if I'm lucky enough to find worthy employment this year and have the extra money.
Yay!
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If you get any technology related job, Microsoft will probably give you one for free... Atleast that's how it worked for my co-worker when he was with CompUSA.
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you could always harvest Merla's eggs and sell them on ebay.
Or I could scramble them and sell breakfast tacos. Very popular here, that.
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omg I totally pictured that! how sickkkk :'(
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"Eat up everyone! Fried nieces and nephews coming up!"
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I think there's a hentai doujin covering that very subject.
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There's probably a hentai doujin for every subject.
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Reminds me of the good times on the Yahoo chat thingie. We'd talk all night about random bullshit like Toe's teddy bear and Norm.
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Oh yes, Norm. Norm is so out.
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He'd be disappointed to hear that. Not that anybody cares, either.
Sleep deprivation and brain-numbness from school caused me to remember very little from those times. I remember doing an impression of Michigan J. Frog once, though.
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Yeah, those Mayhem times were around when I getting fried in school. I remember spending all night posting or chatting and then going to Art History class and sleeping through most of it. And then I later dropped out and that problem was solved.
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It took me a few years and a couple classes that I had to tap out of and repeat, but I made it out alive. Luckily a good chunk of the time was spent working out every other semester in co-op programs, so it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been for me.