Scales

Single and fine with it. I'm more concerned with finding work right now.

Someone has to translate the Koran to English.

...continued. - "Why you tryin' to stifle my creative genious with this continue bs? After a long day of eating kids, the Easter Bunny retired to the Lost Woods for unknown reasons.. Then the two champions accidentally stumbled upon a significant landmark thus forming another shaky alliance. This guy was whistling about it.. - "Hey kids! Let's count the beer kegs. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, *burp*, nine, ten, eleven.." Knowing what child-eating horrors the Easter Bunny had committed, the cat of one of the champions launched a counter-assault. The look on the Easter Bunny's face was priceless. The hit was devastating... Everyone lived happily ever after, the end.

Long ago two champions had a sword fight.. Then.. the Ninja Turtles showed up, and they were all like, "this is our turf!" So the champions mounted the Return key and left to distant paragraphs.. - "This is our turf.. bitch. It's Raphael, say my name.. don't say it twice." - "One.. Two.. Three.. Four.. Ah.. Ah.. Ah.. Four Ninja Turtles!" - "S.T.F.U. Noob!" --- DISTANT PARAGRAPHS--- The two champions formed a peace treaty.. Then they awoke the next day.. On another note, Waldo was missing from his popular collection of children's books. Unfortunate for Waldo, that the children rejoiced. A strange merchant sold the Champions better weapons.. So the two champions found new methods to fight each other... The Easter Bunny was angry at this conflict, so he ate the champion's children. To Be Continued...

Err.. MONSTER

There's too many motherfucking goths on this motherfucking board!

I like the way you think. Excrellente.

I must view this power source someday...

I don't mind Misconceived. I'm not a huge fan of most teh local bands though.

APC - Passive

Ellos!

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/! Randomn Meter: 0% --> Randomn Meter: 98% Randomn Meter: 99% Randomn Meter: Red October Standing By Randomn Meter: 300 decibles. Randomn Meter $100.03 You are here --> o_o <-- That is you. Commence Mathematical Equations.. IMMEDIATLEE, in three seconds... 1.. NOW! If Penguin 1 is traveling at a velocity of paper bag, does Charlie Bravo play Mr. Roboto at the formal ball and at which point does Train A intersect with the color purple to tell Rabbit C's fortune? The correct answer is Undesirable Maxed Square Percentage Rate. Businessman 1: Woah. Dude, your mom is like a pyrotechnic composition compromised of hossly organic lard. Businessman 2: Woah dude, that's, that's crazy. Damn. CEO: Let's hurry up and masturbate these figures, I'm late for a David Firth flash animation. Businessman 3: Hellz Yeah! You are not here --> o_() <-- That is Igor. He enjoys paradoxical voids hidden within parallel universes and grains of sand. Jail: 2 is the number of destruction! Cower in fear of the number 2! 2 is the ultimate boolean being. IF You = PlaysMonopoly GOTO Jail Would you like a cup of tea? 1B: Thanks. 24C: No Thanks. 9: Campbells Caniballistic Noodle Piss. It's absolutely pointless and redundant, the whole entire basis lacks any resolve at all. There is no real value in the whole thing, it falls apart almost immediately except to someone who's completely insane. It's a waste of time and garbage is what it is, the whole damn idea should be thrown out. Nobody is going to work their whole lives for unbacked slips of paper. You are invisible --> <-- Where are you? <-- There's only one way to live, it's on the run. Keep moving, stay too stationary and you'll come after yourself, you'll run loops over yourself and bury yourself in the ground while your still alive. Keep running, run fast, fight hard, live in the seconds and learn how to cook ribs. Most important of all is ribs, even more important then annoying, distant family members. --> FOR THE SAKE OF YOUR SURVIVAL, LEARN HOW TO COOK RIBS. THE FATE OF ALL MANKIND RESTS ON YOUR ABILITY TO ENJOY MAMMAL RIBS SMOTHERED IN BARBEQUE SAUCE. IF YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND THIS ULTIMATE TRUTH, THE INEVITABLE FAILURE OF SECOND CLASS OPTIONS IN AUTOMOBILE SALES WILL MARK THE END OF MIDDLE CLASS FLYING MIMES, WHICH WILL MYSTERIOUSLY ALTER THE SPACE TIME CONTINUIM CAUSING POTHOLES ON THE MAIN STREET OF A SMALL CITY WHERE IN 2025 A SEMI CARRYING A BOMB CAPABLE OF DESTROYING THE WORLD WILL BREAK DOWN- AFTER THE DRIVER EXITING THE SEMI TO GET A BITE TO EAT FROM A LOCAL MCDONALDS IS KILLED BY A RENEGADE ROBBER IN A CLOWN OUTFIT, AN OLD PERSON ON A TRICYCLE WITH ROBOTIC INTESTINES WILL ACCIDENTALLY CAUSE THE SEMI TO EXPLODE, THUS DOOMING THE HUMAN RACE. So it has been proFesized. For your family's sake, for safety's sake, for people all over the world, please cook and eat ribs. 0+9-7+5\3*4-100+930\3*12 = Ribs /Endgame Had to get that out of my system.

The following was written while sober, on caffeine, anti-depressants, bull and moose urine, grasshopper mung, paint chips, and rubber playground shavings. No hazardous materials were harmed during the process. Rubber playground shavings are not meant to be eaten. A long time ago, some stuff happened, a pop can was deposited, the end. OR WAS IT!?!? Thus the epic question drones onwards towards a magnificent endearing aluminum tragedy! A striking posture in the hall of timeless enigmatic woes, a story for the ages by the age of ages, or an age somewhere between two other ages where things happened involving fanatical ages. A maniacal involvement taking place in the very beating heart of a dying metropolis: a story of lust, love, loss, deception, sin and excitement! A satirical masterpiece devoid of any flaws that do not carry it onward into the hallmark of acceptance within civilization! The machine didn't accept the brand, so the can got thrown out. YES! Truly, truly I say unto you, let The Nacho guide you in the path of light and ye shall be gifted with the swordfish of Truth, a couple bottles of BBQ sauce, and a grill. Thus they spake with thee Holy Nacho, lest Nacho is not thee Lord of Cheesen. Lest they be deceived by The Pizza, for it is devoid of the swordfish of Truth and wallows as a deceiver and Angel of Cheese. And thus spake the the Holy Nacho in MSN reply with his 12 disciples over the Holy Internetz Chatbox: The Nacho says: With each blood sacrifice comes greater sized cookies. 12 Disciples says: May we forever be Cheesy enough for you oh great Lord. The Nacho says: You shall follow the Ten Seasonings when going about your Cheesiness. 12 Disciples says: We shall oh great Lord. Surely, Shirly, we pray unto you for our redemption from the temptation of The Pizza and Solid Cheese. The Nacho says: You shall not worry, ask forgiveness for your hardened cheese and your cheese shall be melted. 12 Disciples says: Thank oh great Lord! Praise The Nacho! 12 Disciples has left the conversation. GESLSDIW says: YOUR GRANMADFAUGHTHERSON LIVES AS A TESTAMENT TO THE AWESOMENESS OF VHS, YOU SHALL BE REMEMBER NOT FOR YOUR VALOUR BUT FOR THE COLOR OF YOUR LEFT EYEBALL, YOU ARE A WINNER. Officer Cruton says: What did he do next maam? GESLSDIW says: I heart you. Lettuce says: He poured ranch dressing in the fish tank.. and.. and the fish started using a fork to.. to.. The Nacho says: Do not give in to temptations of The Pizza, The Salad is a Spawn-Child of his Cardboard Domain! GESLSDIW says: No really. I do. Officer Cruton says: That fish-faced healthy living bastard. I'll make him float when I'm done with him. GESLSDIW says: I TAKE IT BACK I WILL GO ON TO MAKE SMOOTHIES AROUND THE WORLD THAT PEOPLE WILL ENJOY WHO ENJOY CONCESSION STANDS LOCATED IN REMOTE LOCATIONS BECAUSE I AM LIKE THAT. 12 Disciples has joined the conversation. 12 Disciples says: Oh Great and Holy Nacho, how do I fix my router? The Nacho says: Check all the cords to make sure they're tight. Uh, try doing that renew thing I showed you with IP Config. Oh, and you never turned your webcam off.. you uh.. you might want to put some pants on. The samurai adage of old has always been one that struck fear into the hearts of the people, a saying so fierce that only the greatest warlords could live by it's ferocity.. "Hi, my name is Betty Boppers. If you buy a panda, feed it plants and stuff." Channel 69 News Reporter Thomas Skrotem replies, "This sort of thing is utterly devestating to small, old children." and Time Magazine raves, "I cheated on you with a houseplant to get better television reception." I think I've hit a writer's block. I'd better call it quits. But before I do, I'm just going to type one more short paragraph describing different things. You know how it goes, your not sure what to write but you don't want to stop cause there's a giant bear in the kitchen and it's telling you if you do it's going to eat the cat. So your freaking out because you see this giant bear holding the cat and the bear's eyes are glowing and it's talking to you. Kind of like that, it usually happens when I get writer's block, I see this giant bear in the kitchen, it's usually between the cadaver face first in a cup of coffee and the hole in the floor leading down to the basement. "I suspect there was an internal issue with it's brain. Some bugs in the initial release." Godspeed Mr. Torrent, godspeed.

Thanks hunhee. It's good to see you've worked through your negativity and gained so much self-esteem.

I've been through years of depression and anxiety, neither of which is going away but I'm on medication now which is helping. There was a time when I was doing sterilized cutting, I have over two hundred scars from that time even though it's not a huge deal to me. I don't like people calling me silly things like "emo" since I don't see a lot of people as able to survive what I've been through, it's not as much an ego thing as I honestly have no idea how I've made it through some very negative, prolonged emotions. I have gone through a lot of the traits of a clinical "major depressive episode" on and off for years and was too afraid to get help so I've developed a lot of good and bad coping resources. Really when your in a dark mindset your whole being is a punching bag for your mind so it's all about how much you can take. Developing stronger sadistic feelings towards yourself is a natural process necessary for living in strong negative states; not that I'm suggesting self-injury, I'm saying it's important to form an ability to accept pain in order to be a strong person. Doing things you enjoy can help somewhat, or doing them long enough can temporarily get you out of a depression mindset, even though it can be draining. For me dark music and literature helps a lot, whether I'm making it or on the consuming end. Talking with people and helping out other people. Gaming, watching good movies, and reading if I can motivate myself to do it. I have to agree that finding ways to get involved and be a part of community is very important, people who get into prolonged states of social isolation raise their chances of becoming suicidal considerably.

Top Ten Reasons Why DGN Is Good.. because I have no shame. 10. It keeps away people that like pastels. 9. It fosters relationships between people, other people, and their cats. 8. It helps people survive their jobs. 7. It makes you feel like your part of a government agency, when your really just a loser on the internet. 6. You don't want to be on myspace any longer, your to cheap to rent movies, and it's too early to be looking at pornography.. wait. 5. Carrying on about the void of consistant darkness burrowing into the ignorant routine of everyday life. 4. You hit on Troy once... it was great. 3. Crazy and drunken posting. 2. A locally based website for get-togethers and social gatherings in a future third world country. 1. The last goth forum I was on wanted me to donate blood.

SORE THROATGENDER: MALE

Unemployment No unneeded government programs, agencies, and world policing Financial reform Education reform Educating people globally about overpopulation Health care

Nah.. The last rave I went to there was a ten dollar disco light in a room, in a retirement center in Mexico, with two old guys on mdma having a lightsaber battle.. ..I won. Ribs or fried chicken, curly fries or waffle fries, wait, never mind, are you hungry?

It's came across my mind. But I'd rather be an alcoholic pirate on an airship. Ever feel oppressed?

Eh.. I could pretty much use one of those too. It'd be nice to have the quiet and equipment to record vocals.

Dune by Frank Herbert Grrr I want to get my hands on a copy of that..

Sierra Mist