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offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2007-02-15 05:53 [#02050428]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker



Crikic clenched the evil aura from the banshee and absorbed
it into his being, releasing an inverted nightmare like
freddy krouger style hands on the snuggle fabric softener
bear. In an expanding wave, the Tyfs and the Nelda Tyfs
began toppling over into slumber, their skull onions
fragrant with a single Jaon larva each, each busted into
oblivion with fluffy rainbow shards being misued as
spatulas.

He was completely omnipotent except for his second from
smallest left toe.

The light dripping and bouncing around in its own unseen
thoughtspace entered his claws, now dripping with freshly
chrummed brains. Meanwhile, the chiggers who were unaffected
began eating the sleeping. Crikic was in the same realm of
the god that neo-humanity created to create themselves and
would use this opportunity to torture his creator with a
toad's tongue. Riding on dodecahedrons, he tried to squash
god but missed. Instead, he ripped gods spine out through
the nostril and licked it clean. She used it to stir the
batter of the universe and fed it to the hogs which farted
in purples and beautiful springy tailed gore. Time was going
in reverse and the farts were going back into the pigs, but
since gravity continued to go forward everything was
contorting into an exponentially increasing number of
simultaneous dimensions.
Crikicette hopped in one, & got the idea to tap into
humanity as an exploitable source of energy, like so much
wastefully disposed milk stolen from genetically humiliated
cows. She would build things to torture themselves for her
amusement, controlling them like water flowing downhill into
whichever hell she desired. And it rained raisins and the
yellow disappeared from the rainbows. On each of their heads
was a suicide prevention helmet, and they all were
reluctantly granted immortality Soon she would grant them a
sixth and seventh sense for alternate torture channels. A
banshee passed overhead and she put her invisible fists up
and absorbed its power.


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2007-02-15 05:59 [#02050431]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker



Air is the stuff that connects every living land creature
together by their orifices.


 

offline Ezkerraldean from the lowest common denominator (United Kingdom) on 2007-02-15 06:02 [#02050434]
Points: 5733 Status: Addict



everyone seems to be trying to kill themselves these days.
everyone should be chained up and fed through an automatic
drip to stop them killing themselves.


 

offline EVOL from a long time ago on 2007-02-15 06:15 [#02050445]
Points: 4921 Status: Lurker | Followup to w M w: #02050428



you totally plagiarized from the bottom of a junk email


 

offline EVOL from a long time ago on 2007-02-15 06:17 [#02050447]
Points: 4921 Status: Lurker | Followup to EVOL: #02050445



*that


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2007-02-15 06:18 [#02050449]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker



Remove testicles. Fill scrotum with bubblegum ice cream.
Place testicles on top of ice cream. Douse with chocolate
syrup.


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2008-04-26 14:50 [#02198253]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker



God damn my posts are awesome.


 

offline Advocate on 2008-04-26 15:05 [#02198255]
Points: 3319 Status: Lurker | Followup to w M w: #02198253



You should edit and compile your best posts. Or even better:
you should rewrite them as postmodern poetry and then send
them to a book publisher. Go for it!


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2008-04-26 15:15 [#02198256]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker



'Post modern', 'post, post past' and 'future' must all
surely mean the same thing.

Life is a disease, sexually transmitted and fatal... ~Neil
Gaiman


 

offline Advocate on 2008-04-26 15:35 [#02198259]
Points: 3319 Status: Lurker



I have no idea what postmodern(ism) means. I just think it's
a cool thing to say.

Whenever I hear the phrase 'postmodern', I think of a
Simpsons episode where Moe changes the interior and look of
his tavern into a more 'modern' one. When asked by Homer
what the purpose of this is, Moe points to a rabbit running
in a hamster wheel connected to the ceiling, and says: 'It's
pomo'.

A rabbit running in a hamster wheel in the ceiling will
forever be connected with postmodernism to me.


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2008-04-26 15:56 [#02198266]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker | Followup to Advocate: #02198259



Maybe there's there's another constituent of time
after future, but its too far ahead for us to
detect:

past, present, future, flugazoy

Maybe if you get as far ahead as flugazoy, it has a path
back to the past.


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2008-04-26 15:57 [#02198267]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker



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offline swift_jams from big sky on 2008-04-26 16:14 [#02198276]
Points: 7577 Status: Lurker



Why won't you marry me?


 

offline w M w from London (United Kingdom) on 2008-04-26 17:02 [#02198335]
Points: 21451 Status: Lurker | Followup to swift_jams: #02198276



I must have the third diamond down from the left facing
mermaid on Poseidon's sceptre for your wedding ring before I
can agree to a contract of lifetime butt buddyism.


 

offline swift_jams from big sky on 2008-04-26 17:07 [#02198339]
Points: 7577 Status: Lurker | Followup to w M w: #02198335



I low on lifes. :[


 


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