on a related note, i'm going to start calling Ghastly "Crackers" now.
The American dream is to prosper by your chosen means, make your own decisions independent from some asshole in a fancy building. to live, love, and die by your own choices and passions.
and to tell the British royalty to eat a bag of dicks.
Ghastly wrote:It's god damned freaky if you ask me that so much about me is known. I guess I've talked about myself a lot online.
Well yes and no,
It's amazing what you can find about someone when you dig through there trash on a weekly basis. Unfortunately I have had little luck selling selling it on Ebay.
Nope, didn't write it, but as near as I can tell everything on it is actually something I've mentioned on the internet is passing one place or another. Some of it here, some of it on my blog, some of it in newsgroups, some of it on Fark etc. Somebody is really keeping track of everything I say.
I'll have to be careful when discussing my plans for global domination from now on... I mean my plans for landscaping the backyard... yeah...
"You know those things called "gamer girls" yes we exist, and I am one of them. If you could kindly stop worrying about your erection and pick up that controller so I can whip your ass I'd appreciate it."
naked pictures of Misca are going to be the new world currency when the tentacles take over. ~Squiddy
*suddenly wants a miscashake* ~aeridus
the trick to plotting is to only do it with your most trusted henchmen in your secret volcano base, and to kill them shortly afterwards.
The American dream is to prosper by your chosen means, make your own decisions independent from some asshole in a fancy building. to live, love, and die by your own choices and passions.
and to tell the British royalty to eat a bag of dicks.
apparently, you haven't seen how Misca kills her henchmen.
Squidflakes, God-Emperor of the Tentacles.
He demands obeisance in the form of oral sex, or he'll put you at the mercy of his tentacles. Even after performing obeisance, you might be on the receiving ends of tentacles anyway. In this case, pray to Sodomiticus to intercede on your behalf.
Squidflakes, God-Emperor of the Tentacles.
He demands obeisance in the form of oral sex, or he'll put you at the mercy of his tentacles. Even after performing obeisance, you might be on the receiving ends of tentacles anyway. In this case, pray to Sodomiticus to intercede on your behalf.
Of course, You'd have to be careful how you kill Squiddy, there's every chance his legs will grow into new Squiddies and he'll recover... Or is that starfish??
"OH, I'VE SEEN THE INFINITE, IT'S NOTHING SPECIAL."
"Don't be daft! you can't see the infinite, it's... infinite!"
"I HAVE."
"Ok then, what did it look like?"
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black."
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black!"
"FROM THE OUTSIDE IT'S BLUE..."
Terry Pratchett, 'Soul Music'
Infinity-Iz-Blue wrote:Of course, You'd have to be careful how you kill Squiddy, there's every chance his legs will grow into new Squiddies and he'll recover... Or is that starfish??
Yea, that's the starfish, but its a DAMN good idea.. I'll have to get on that right away.
Squidflakes, God-Emperor of the Tentacles.
He demands obeisance in the form of oral sex, or he'll put you at the mercy of his tentacles. Even after performing obeisance, you might be on the receiving ends of tentacles anyway. In this case, pray to Sodomiticus to intercede on your behalf.
Behold the marvel that is genetic engineering, I give you the re-growing henchman!
"OH, I'VE SEEN THE INFINITE, IT'S NOTHING SPECIAL."
"Don't be daft! you can't see the infinite, it's... infinite!"
"I HAVE."
"Ok then, what did it look like?"
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black."
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black!"
"FROM THE OUTSIDE IT'S BLUE..."
Terry Pratchett, 'Soul Music'
Ghastly wrote:I'll have to be careful when discussing my plans for global domination from now on... I mean my plans for landscaping the backyard... yeah...
First step to land scape the back yard? Acquire fourty tons of weapons grade uranium.... it kills the weeds, and when you are talking about a back yard the size of that rainforest that surrounds your carved-into-a-mountain base... err summer home, you can't just go picking weeds by hand
and on the note of the regrowing henchmen, can a starfish regrow into 2 star fish [fully functional] if you cut him right? becuase that would really solve the recruiting issue that i'm sure really is a thorn in the side of anyone who intends to have henchmen so expendable. [probobly tough to find job applicants]
"OH, I'VE SEEN THE INFINITE, IT'S NOTHING SPECIAL."
"Don't be daft! you can't see the infinite, it's... infinite!"
"I HAVE."
"Ok then, what did it look like?"
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black."
"IT'S BLUE."
"It's black!"
"FROM THE OUTSIDE IT'S BLUE..."
Terry Pratchett, 'Soul Music'