Featured Personalities:
Blacwolf
"Your dragon is molesting me!"
Cordilleran "Die, infidels! we are Romans!we have cool armor!"
Desert Sabertooth
"I truly think Sidney Portier is a grape fruit."
Jey Kama
"Shut up, sh*tbag!"
KokoButt's Mom "Gnarlng. That's cave troll for 'does not play well with others."
Mom Lady
"What kind of book is this?
Oh wait, this is Ayn Rand, not Anne Rice."
Scootersoo
"I wanna plummet my nostrils into ice cream."
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This layout is an Act of Clawed.
Finch: "... that's an argument-ending relationship!"
Clawed: I would have still been dreaming if the Jehova's Witnesses hadn't woken me up.
Finch: We had Jehova's witnesses?
Clawed: Yes. They left a tract about false religion and the end of the world. It's so beautifully ignorant. If I'd been more awake, I would have argued about their bible verses with them.
Finch: More awake?
Clawed: Well... my brain was still trying to figure out how to get my sister down off the giant living green statue because I really wanted to buy this dress...
Clawed: to finch You must be feeling better, because you're getting more obnoxious.
Kokobutts Mom: I have to tell you something funny that happened in lab today
Clawed: oh?
Kokobutts Mom: There was a 4th grade in here and on the back two computers on the right side are two boys that won't stop talking. So when DesertSabertooth logged on to AIM my computer growled, because his sign on sound is a lion growling. They asked what that was and I told them it was my computer and that it was angry because they wouldn't be quiet
Clawed: *SNORK* *GIGGLE*
Kokobutts Mom: They said "Not us". Just then you signed on. Your sound is "So it was you!" They just sat there staring at my computer and it was all I could do to not bust up right there.
Clawed: *tries not to laugh out loud* that's hysterical
Kokobutts Mom: Sometimes life is sweet.
Clawed: you have a psychic computer!
Kokobutts Mom: Amen
MySpace - now with ANAL RAPE!!!
*warning - potentially NWS*
Clawed: That generally happens when one has more blood in their system than in your average wine cabinet.
Icchan: ... You don't want it to go carousing down the bounce.
Finch, Clawed: O.o *eyeing the soda that was about to fall down the stairs*
Icchan: There's something in it... a flavor. I can taste it.
*referring to why he won't buy a certain kind of cake*
Clawed: I wish it would rain and kill some of this humidity. It would rain, and the humidity would go up, but it would be cooler, then the humidity would go down. The clouds would be drier.
(Just for you, DTF-chan ^_^)
Clawed: I wish I could leave
Clawed: it's so nice outside,.....
Finch: Yes
Finch: I'm sitting here looking outside my expansive window, enjoying the gentle sway of the leaves
Clawed: *eyes her little, narrow, blind-obscured window through which she can see a brick post and the ass end of 2 SUVs* You can SO bite me
Clawed: ^^ well, Finch and I are going to open the bailys and guiness tonight...
Icchan: It's okay, I don't do b00ze myself
Icchan: but enjoy your guinness
Clawed: okay
Icchan: Work on layouts. *whipcrack*
Icchan: :D
Clawed: k... you want me to code... intoxicated?
Icchan: ...you're right, I'll end up with an IRA tribute page all done in orange.
Clawed: Clawd, the drunked coder!!
Clawed: hehehehehehehe
Icchan: DRUNKED
Clawed: .... oops
Icchan:
Random fact: Vin Diesel taught Yoda the ways of the force.
Me: "I want Vin Diesel and Samuel L. Jackson to be Jedi masters fighting alongside Yoda."
Clawed: .....
Icchan: No film could survive the concentration of badass, and would simply collapse and implode in a singularity of pure cool
Icchan: *sets 50 or so torrents up to download*
Icchan: Mr. Scott, set modem to SCHLOORP!
Clawed: ... and I should probably run a broom over the vacuum.
Finch: o.O
Clawed: ... BATHROOM!