Curio cabinets!
Avocado!
Watermelon a la mode with raw squid!
Dronf!
Fourteen dissolving elephants describing a blind man!
I'm sorry. The correct answer is 14 elephant men dissolving a describing blind.
Bah! That's just a load of mystic hogwash! We have scientific hogwash nowadays, it's 30% more effective, contains 62.4% less self-contradiction, and is only 12599% worse for the environment.
Where did I put those geckos and their miniature typewriters? I want them to generate some new Dr. Seuss stories.
I remember when my geckos were candy right.
Sometimes you feel like a newt,
Sometimes you don't.
I always treat my geckos right because they can get me good car insurance. But I never feel like a former Speaker of the House. Besides, nobody will give me a good book deal anyway.
I have to go now. Time to train the octopi how to ride motorcycles while holding chimpanzees over their heads.
Dronf!
This is the best thread ever.
It's certainly the threadiest ever best.
Threadly the it best's certain ever.
Boil my copper saxophone!
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Call it a thread all you want, I can't stitch worth a darn with it.
Dronf!
This post is a post that you can't stick posters on.
*sticks posters on it anyway because*
A hippo's work is never done.
If you hit a hippo really hard, do you get a hippo crit?
Dronf!
Yes, and it gives vent to a Hippo Critic Oath, as well.
Remember the Elmo.
Dis obagitory inversion has begun. Long live the Protiens and their grumpy acids.
It's about bloody time we got invaded. It's almost gotten boring and predictable around here, yeeeessss.
*puts on inquisitor head* Let's do this!
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There are no typos in that previous post.
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I remember the days when wandering bands of murdertypos roamed the planes looking to fight in the Grammer Wars. Few things chill the blood like seeing the squadrons of 501st Cranetroopers slaughtering all before them. Or that horrible day when the legendary Martin Fett died leaving his young orphan clones, Miles Fett and Fraiser Fett to take up his mantle as bounty hunters.
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I remember the days when wandering bands of murdertypos roamed the planes looking to fight in the Grammer Wars. Few things chill the blood like seeing the squadrons of 501st Cranetroopers slaughtering all before them. Or that horrible day when the legendary Martin Fett died leaving his young orphan clones, Miles Fett and Fraiser Fett to take up his mantle as bounty hunters.
It was an elegant syntactics... from a more civilized time...
Invasion...did they bring party favors
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They are the party favors. Or we are. I forget.
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As the Beastie Knights of old once said, "For your right to party, fight you must."
As the Beastie Knights of old once said, "For your right to party, fight you must."
Ah, but did they also not say "Ghouls, all really I want is ghouls"? Their judgment, one must suspect in all things.
Now, now, that Pickman fellow is downright pleasant. And a magnificent artist, indeed, besides. I own several of his works, both internalized and directly manifested, yeeeessss.
And here I thought all you needed was just a copy of the Necronomicon bound in pale leather.
Dronf!
I wouldn't turn one down.
Ve would. Books and letters, too organazed. Bind in cheese and write in detergants. True chaos.
I once picked up a copy of NecronomEcon 101 in the college bookstore, but I passed out from Wisdom damage because it was bound in a pale leather Borat suspender-thong.
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Reminds me of my days at Miskatonic U...We learned that farts are just the ghosts of things we ate
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At Miskatonic U. everybody is on the track team. If you can't run fast enough something will eat you. :-)
Dronf!
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{hallucinates everything exactly the same as it is in reality}
*steals all of reality and replaces it with an exact duplicate*
I reject your reality and substitute my own!
Reality is for those who don't roller skate on ice cream.
Dronf!
I didn't once.....
Then who onced?
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The Once-ler?
Once I did it so many times that I didn't do it.
Dronf!
All hail Onceifer...Ziggysockiziggysocki...oi oi oi
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I remember the Man Show! That old dude could chug some beer!
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And now slaads on trampolines in slow motion
{plays Vangelis "Cherryettes on Fire" theme}
I would like to place it on record that I have never run about the lounge in slow motion, grimacing, while the 'Chariots of Fire' theme plays. And certainly not in the last two months. More than once. And i bet you haven't either.