HOLY ***I FOUND IT JUST BEFORE THE VESSAL BURST if you guys haven't seen this movie, it's funny as hell, in a dumb & dumber kind of way. I guess the title is "Fubur" so stupid.
Is this like the Canadian "Clerks"?
it's a class all of it's own.
half the time, you're laughing, the other half you're going "wtf I am doing watching this?"
Just finished a pizza,hands were all greasy and whatnot,I look at them and think "if abyss ever tried touching my games with hands like these......" and I felt a forehead vein pulse xD
This last event item has me confused... think it allows you to keep your Digimon evolved for the full duration regardless of Digisoul... but that'd be way overpowered for grinding...
What the *** did you just *** say about me, you little ***? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals, and I’ve been involved in numerous secret raids on Al-Quaeda, and I have over 300 confirmed kills. I am trained in gorilla warfare and I’m the top sniper in the entire US armed forces. You are nothing to me but just another target. I will wipe you the *** out with precision the likes of which has never been seen before on this Earth, mark my *** words. You think you can get away with saying that ***to me over the Internet? Think again, ***. As we speak I am contacting my secret network of spies across the USA and your IP is being traced right now so you better prepare for the storm, maggot. The storm that wipes out the pathetic little thing you call your life. You’re *** dead, kid. I can be anywhere, anytime, and I can kill you in over seven hundred ways, and that’s just with my bare hands. Not only am I extensively trained in unarmed combat, but I have access to the entire arsenal of the United States Marine Corps and I will use it to its full extent to wipe your miserable *** off the face of the continent, you little ***. If only you could have known what unholy retribution your little “clever” comment was about to bring down upon you, maybe you would have held your *** tongue. But you couldn’t, you didn’t, and now you’re paying the price, you goddamn idiot. I will ***fury all over you and you will drown in it. You’re *** dead, kiddo.
Call me Ishmael. Some years ago- never mind how long precisely- having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people's hats off- then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me.
...and it said Melville writes like Charles Dickens. :p Which maybe is fair.
The first ray of light which illumines the gloom, and converts
into a dazzling brilliancy that obscurity in which the earlier
history of the public career of the immortal Pickwick would
appear to be involved, is derived from the perusal of the following
entry in the Transactions of the Pickwick Club, which the editor
of these papers feels the highest pleasure in laying before his
readers, as a proof of the careful attention, indefatigable assiduity,
and nice discrimination, with which his search among the multifarious
documents confided to him has been conducted.
...and it decided that Dickens writes like James Joyce. ^_-
Which is maybe fair, too, LOL but a bit confusing. :p
I poked you, Mag told me to get a room. Jos then sold me a poking room and Mag an adjacent room which we can only assume is meant for observing. Drac has confirmed for us we are in a love hotel...
Sooo...
yea...
I'm gonna go take that nap I promised myself about 5 hrs ago...
Yeah, I'm not sure. A professor encouraged some of my friends to use the site for their own writing and assumed that it was accurate, but if it thinks moo moo moo is in line with Margaret Mitchell, then it seems as though it's just another online quiz failure. It's a shame, I was kinda hoping that this one actually did some online database correlation.
This is a thread that I found on another website I post at. It can be really really interesting. I thought it deserved a place here.
Post your random thoughts for the day here, or anything else that intrigues you.
For starters, is it possible to give constructive critism to someone who doesn't have a neck? I totally just walked by a girl who didn't. Someone isn't getting a necklace for Valentines day!
And who decided black and white can't be colors? I want to say a racist. I really do.
