http://www.godtube.com/ .......Wow. Just wow.
EWOKAMOLE! That is slightly all.
What do you get when you put 7 Ewoks in a blender? Ewokamole!
Well? Well? Validate me!!!!!11111111oneoneoneoneshift+1shift+oneshiftplusone
If every world has a heart by that logic it should have a colon too. I feel sorry for the protagonist in that story arc.
Seeing as this is the internet the probability of this having already been circulated amid any users' circle of friends is ridiculously high. but what does it matter I'm posting this anyway I laughed until tears streamed down my face, AND I'm a cat person to boot!
I knew it was love at first sight when Mr. Johnny Young Bosch received the mantle of the black Power Ranger all those years ago. It's good to see that he's still alive and kicking, voice acting here and there (He's Kuhn from the .Hack/G.U. games....and Vash and Ichigo too!?!?!?!?!?), not to mention acting in movies. But to my surprise he also sings in his own band. So without further adieu I give you Eyeshine, the mighty brain child of Johnny Young Bosch, who will forever be known as Adam park, the black Power Ranger. Is there nothing he can't do? http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ujE_JuCdS6w
Dear little 8 pound, 6 ounce baby Jesus I know I'm not much of a praying man and have, on occasion, used the Ten Commandments as a checklist of things to accomplish in my life, but I need you now. Please, please, please make the Transformers Movie good tomorrow and don't allow Michael Bay to rape our collective childhood. T'il all are one.
A Poem. Our Obsession with celebrity is unhealthy, It's true and needs to be said But I'd still like to talk about a girl anyway, A girl of whom I saw give head She drove without permission, And she drove loaded with booze We all watched it clearly, On what CNN calls the "news" But there's no point in keeping Paris in jail, Should they even try? I vote we bring back the electric chair, And let that b**** fry.
Like I just happened to walk by a mirror and catch myself in it, and I thought: 'how ridiuclously good looking am I?'. Of course I thought back that I was absolutely ridiculously good looking. And then six hired assassins jump out and they're all like "because you are ridiculously good looking you must die". Now just to set the record straight 1) I don't tolerate threats and 2) saying I'm ridiculously good looking must never end with "you must die". So I took all six of their lives in the most violent way possible: forcing them to sit in front of Ally McBeal for 6 hours straight, while cutting off their eyelids, and beating them with their own severed arms. As they all lay gasping for the sweet release of death the strongest of the the six acknowledge my good looks before coughing up his own heart. I'm thinking of including this in my autobiography entitled "Awesome (And Ridiculously Good Looking): the White_Rook Story".
Have you noticed the price of bread has gone up lately? I'm sure you haven't, what with you buying all your fancy carbonated sugar drinks and chocolate fudge-filled mud pies, and all that other sweet stuff. But yes, sadly the price has gone up. How you might wonder? Well it is a simple analysis of the way the economic market dips and dives according to supply and demand, which of course is all a factor of people. It is a well known fact that the economy of a country functions on a simple system consisting of manufacturers, their products, and the people that purchase said products. Of course the Snivelnod Zongel Beasts of Yosetty Magnitof Prime have some how found themselves a part of this 3-- or rather 4-- cog system we know as economy, but since we have neither heard of their species, their planet, or discovered the means to travel as far so as to discover their species and planet, we have simply been continuing our existence believing in a 3 cog system and wouldn't ever dream of implementing a fourth from a place as far as Yosetty Magnitof Prime-- of course whose distance we can't even fathom. Right. Supply and demand is facilitated by the people. Now onto the bread and those that buy it. Now you might think that the majority of bread from your local super market is purchased by loving mothers and fathers who wish for their growing lads and lasses to to have the daily intake requirement of grain that every health and food nutrionalist convinces them is the proper amount of said grain that a growing child should consume. Well you couldn't be farther from the truth. In today's world, that loving mother and father work to bring home an income and are a part of the force that drives the economy. They're real estate agents, big corporate CEOs, small business owners, and, lets not forget, consumers of other products besides bread. Because let's face it, to be a reliable nutritionalist you can't simply recommend grain while neglecting the other four food groups. On another such note the protein and essential nutrients that are contained in meat can also be substituted by things like tofu and other vegetable based productes. This of course prompts another question: have you noticed that the price of meat has gone down as of late? But of course that's an entirely different spiel all together, and besides out of this entire paragraph all you really had to grasp was the fact that mommy and daddy aren't the one's buying a majority of the bread in the world. So who is? One such unfortunate statistic concerning our planet is that there are an awful lot of old people that are unable to do much except get out of bed and walk. And where do they walk? The local super market. Now you may ask yourself: "What on Earth does bread have to do with old people?". They purchase it of course silly! But not to provide their grandchildren with the daily intake requirement of grain that every growing boy and girl require. That's what parents are for. No-no, the swarming legions of elderly that flock to the super market to purchase bread simply to walk over to their local ponds and feed the ducks that mingle there. Now it's a problem when one of two old people do this. But as the spectacle snowballs into literally hundreds of old people visiting the pond each day to feed the ducks you get a multitude of bread companies like Dempsters starting to equate the price of bread with the alarming amounts of flour that need to be brought in to accomodate the demand in bread for not only the elderly, but everyone else. But just as well the ducks grow far too plump to flee the sounds of hunting dogs, much less the ponds in which they were fed, allowing prices for foi gras to drop ever so nicely.
I'm looking for some one who's savvy with banners, animation in sigs, and all that jazz to develop a banner/sig that protests the placing of blame on video games for the way kids and people are acting. I was thinking something like the "anti text talk" banner many people on this forum have except with: "Video games are not real. mommy and Daddy are. Parents teach your kids reality from fiction." Or something like that. I doubt anyone here will object to this, so other ideas are welcome about slogans, etc.
