You know what to do.
By my will, this thread is dead.
*kills thread*
I'm glad someone else is doing it.
I hate to be the one all the time...
Zzzzzzz-Zzzzzz-znork-Zzzzzz
My next BBEG......for armor, shall have a bandolier of puppies, and another bandolier of kittens.
My next BBEG......for armor, shall have a bandolier of puppies, and another bandolier of kittens.
“There is no greater horror.”
~ Oscar Wilde on Kitten jugglingKitten juggling is a barbaric and sadistic sport enjoyed only by pedophiles, mass-murderers, State Senators and Kenneth Ocker II. Kitten juggling is highly illegal.
Lawn Bowls
coits
shuffleboard
Racewalking
Hoop rolling
Pigeon racing
Curling
I wonder if the above dullness will assist in the termination of this thread.
Golf
Why are you people posting in this dead thread? There are plenty of live threads to post in.
Why are you people posting in this dead thread? There are plenty of live threads to post in.
Shhhhh! the thread is not dead it is just sleeping
Golf
Flog as I prefer to call it.
.....Snooker as a spectator sport.
Ommnomnomnom...Dead horse is good...nomnomnom...
Whoa dudes! Why ya gotta be so negative? The title of this thread gives off some serious negative waves.
You need more positive waves. Anybody want some shrooms?
Zzzzzzzzzz...
It sure is quiet around here. I kinda like it. None of them damn whippersnappers!
Whoa dudes! Why ya gotta be so negative? The title of this thread gives off some serious negative waves.
You need more positive waves. Anybody want some shrooms?
Ok.. I'm positive this thread should die!
Ok.. I'm positive this thread should die!Whoa dudes! Why ya gotta be so negative? The title of this thread gives off some serious negative waves.
You need more positive waves. Anybody want some shrooms?
Violence isn't the answer, man. You gotta open your heart to love, and solidarity, and maybe some shrooms....
It sure is quiet around here. I kinda like it. None of them damn whippersnappers!
{snaps old guys whip, sits on his lawn}
I need to bang some dents out of my my metal folding chairs. I'll just get out my 1 lb rubber mallet,
BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG
I like grits.
Hominy?
Hominy?
I don't think so.
Hominy don't play that.
wine snobs
Talking about your stamp collection
Nascar, Formula 1, Touring Car racing.
Swimming (500 meter freestyle and so on)
Country and or Western, Trance, Doof Doof in general...
First year Psych students
Charlie Sheen
Why are you people posting in this dead thread? There are plenty of live threads to post in.Shhhhh! the thread is not dead it is just sleeping
I assure you my good sir that when I am given a contract to kill something I ensure it's death.
*stabs thread again just to make sure*
Why are you people posting in this dead thread? There are plenty of live threads to post in.Shhhhh! the thread is not dead it is just sleepingI assure you my good sir that when I am given a contract to kill something I ensure it's death.
*stabs thread again just to make sure*
Delicious thread necromancy I must practice it.
Why, that reminds me of a funny story about my Great-Uncle Reginald, told to me by my Aunt Walter, on a day very much like today. Great-Uncle Reginald was a barn owl, and was very unlucky. Why, once he got trapped inside holes in two different trees at once. (That's not directly related to this story, but it helps to illustrate how his life tended to be.)
So, this one day, in early June... Or was it August? It was very warm that day one way or another....
And rocks fell from out of the sky, and we all died, horribly smashed and broken bits of what used to be people only partially buried by bloodied stone as the rats and pigeons picked at our rotting remains, spreading disease throughout the world.
The end.
And rocks fell from out of the sky, and we all died, horribly smashed and broken bits of what used to be people only partially buried by bloodied stone as the rats and pigeons picked at our rotting remains, spreading disease throughout the world.
When, suddenly, the avian narrator suffered a fatal heart attack. The stony peril was no more.
The end.
"Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning."
{sings (badly):} The Never Ending Ennui...
Why are you people posting in this dead thread? There are plenty of live threads to post in.Shhhhh! the thread is not dead it is just sleepingI assure you my good sir that when I am given a contract to kill something I ensure it's death.
*stabs thread again just to make sure*
Contract Thread Killers boasting about how good they are.
Contract Thread Killers boasting about how good they are.Why are you people posting in this dead thread? There are plenty of live threads to post in.Shhhhh! the thread is not dead it is just sleepingI assure you my good sir that when I am given a contract to kill something I ensure it's death.
*stabs thread again just to make sure*
I'm not just any contract thread killer, I am THE Threadkiller. That implies that I must excel at thread killing.
*schinnnnnng*
chk! chk! chkchkchkchkchk!
tiptaptiptaptiptap.......
If I keep working my thread necromancy like this I may go up a level!
Giggi...zzzzzzzzz....