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    • My Final Journal

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      Not everyone is on here everyday, so I figured it would be a good idea to leave my final journal up for awhile. I will distribute my mod points about. My image section contains my one most prized avatar, the ES Smiley. Anyone who wants to use it can. There's still about 11 days until I delete my account.

      I may return some day, but it won't be under my current screen name, perhaps something similar. I wouldn't hold your breath though, as the chances of that are very unlikely.

      I will supply future contact information to those who request it, either AIM or Hotmail addresses are the available means. I will miss this site, it has pretty much consumed my last 6 months, and I will hold my memories of it quite fondly.

      I haven't really given a real reason as to why I'm leaving, so I will give you all the reasons I gave to Panda and Shiroi:

      Four reasons:

      1. I've got a lot of other stuff going on and it doesn't look like any of it will die down anytime soon, by that, I mean within a couple years.

      2. This site is distracting me from doing some of the stuff, all of which is important.

      3. My sponsorship runs out.

      4. I feel I've spent enough time on here, it was an interesting time, but I feel it's time for me to move onto bigger and better things.

      Everyone should go say hello to Shiroi_Okami. Don't say hello because she's a girl, say hello because she's interesting and has proven herself to be quite intelligent to an intelligent group of people. It's sad that I'm leaving soon, she seems like she could be very interesting and cool, like Panda or capone.

      Finally, I deleted my Myspace account today. I got one because some friends told me I should, then they rarely messaged me or anything, so I said screw it and left. My time online is quickly dying, before you know it, I'll be a healthy person. smiley7.gif

    • In response to padantic's journal.

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      I will give you all some hints on how not to be emo on myspace:

      1: No gay emo music, that means no pop-punk, no pop-emo, no real emo, no pop-rock. Those genres are considered emo too much when they aren't really worthy, except for the real emo, but if you have real emo on your myspace, then you are obviously emo.

      2: If you have over 100 friends. Let's face it, if you have over 100 hundred friends on myspace, most of them you haven't met, which means you know them through the internet, which means you spend too much time on the internet, which means you are emo.

      3-1: No gay quizzes. No one cares whether you'd be a dancing fruity fairy or a ass-fucking dragon, whether you'd get along Britney Spears or Clay Aiken, or any other stupid, gay-ass thing that is involved with those quizzes. If you need a quiz to tell you who you are, then you should probably kill yourself, because you are being a fake human being, which means you are emo. Note: Not across the street, not up the highway, across the jugular.

      3-2: If you have those quizzes on there so that other people can get to know you easier, then you are retarded anyway. You are cutting out the whole idea of actually having a fucking conversation with somebody to get to know them. What a pointless retarded idea. Would you wear a t-shirt that has all your personal information on it? NO, and why? Because you aren't a complete moron, so why would you want to be one on the internet?

      4: Don't make blogs. It doesn't matter what the reason, there is no good one for making a blog. The only person it does anything for, is you, and guess what, when you do something to make you feel about your "oh so horrible life", you are emo.

      5: Myspace - A place for friends, not a place for making friends. Contrary to retarded belief, having more e-friends than someone else does not make you cooler than them, if anything, it's the exact opposite. Odds are that if some hot chick sends you a message saying that she liked what she saw and wants to get to know you, it's really a 35 year old man still living in his mom's basement. Before you know it, you'll be out in some woods with some big, beer-bellied, bald guy named Buck telling you to squeal like a pig. Doesn't sound too fun, does it? Trust me, it's better to keep to the friends you already know.

      6: Carrying out chain letters and posting bulletins are stupid. They aren't fun, they don't have a purpose, and are just there to keep people who have nothing better to do occupied. I don't want to find out when your birthday is by puzzling it together because you felt like creating a sentence that a half-witted monkey could create using a code list that some idiot thought would be funny to make.

      7: If you ever tell anyone that myspace is the greatest thing ever, or even a great thing in general, you need to die, seriously, you need to die. Trust me, death will be a lot better than your life.

      8: Pictures, just put up normal pictures of yourself, 2 or 3, not 8 billion, and not in fucked up poses. If you take a picture in the mirror, then that means you're too be an idiot to figure out the auto-capture, or too big a loser to ask someone to take a picture of you. God forbid you should actually have interaction with other people in your life. If you do a high angle, that means there is something wrong with you, and you just want to hide it. If you do a blurry/artsy look to the photo, then you are an idiot. No one cares what you look like when you are moving, if you are moving, then they probably aren't going to pay a whole lot of attention to you, and once again, it probably shows that there is something wrong with you. If you are afraid to put normal pictures of yourself up, then you are probably too insecure about yourself, and once again, are emo.

      9: Lastly, if you ever refer to yourself as a myspace master (sadly enough, I know someone who has done this), you not only need to die, you need to figure out a way to go back and time and stop yourself from ever coming into existence. There is not a means of death that is swift enough, powerful enough, or worthy enough of ending your horrid existence. The Sword of Time would shatter if you were struck with it, simply because your shield of stupidity would eradicate all matter and energy.

      There are probably things I have missed, but it's late, and I'm tired, so if you have a complaint about something I missed, you can fuck off, cause I probably won't care.

    • The real reason I'm leaving

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      So, many of you know me on here as being an argumentative, lazy, procastinating, atheist. Well, now, you find out the truth. God does exist, but God is actually a female, and has had sex once in her infinite lifetime. Why only once? Because there was only one man that could handle the experience without dying, that man was none other than myself. Not only was I so great that I was the only man capable of handling such an experience, but I was also so great that I did it before I was born. The result was that God became pregnant with two children, one was myself, and the other, was Chuck Norris. To conceil the fact that we were the children of God, God had Chuck delivered many years before me, so that no one would fully suspect that the two greatest beings on earth were related.

      I'm sure we've all heard that Chuck Norris' tears cure cancer, did you ever wonder why? Well, there's your answer, he's part God. So there you have part of the story, not only am I Chuck Norris' father, but I'm my own as well, that's how great of a human being I am. Now, I'm sure that some of you are thinking, "gross, you had sex with your own mom?" Well, yes, but the reason for that is quite simple, I'm really a republican like hitalec, and I'm sure he can tell you plenty of stories about keeping it in the family.

      Anyway, some people have began to suspect such things due to me and Chuck's natural inability to keep a low profile because of our greatness. Luckily for Chuck, he's an international star, so when people talk down about him, people just pass it off as blasphemy, which is exactly what it is, but me, people actually listen to what's said about me and get suspicious, so, I have to move on to a new place and build a new life. It sucks, but it happens.

      Note: If you think this is offensive to you, just imagine switching your views enitrely around, that's what I had to do to write this.

    • THE PADANTIC RANT

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      THE PADANTIC RANT

      I met padantic a long time before I met ArKayne. My first run-in with padantic was back about 65 million years ago. Little did we know that we would change the world. It was a great time to be alive, the world flourished and the air was so clean, that you didn't breath air, air breathed you. I was roaming some random region when I came across a young lad drinking from my river. I asked him what he was doing drinking from my stream. He told me that he came all the way from some other area that I forget the name of to find a man that could help him dam his river, that way all the dinosaurs would have to travel to the dam to get water, and then he could take there eggs, hollow them out, and crack out of them as birthday surprises.

      Myself, being a dinosaur supporter, told padantic that his plan was stupid and would never succeed. After hours of discussing what would be the best way to disagree with eachother, we agreed that the best way to disagree would be to battle for no reason, other than that it would show our superiority. After flipping a laser coin that was given to us by the friendly aliens with much more superior technology than we have today and only agreed to stay if there could be complete peace on earth, we came to the conclusion that I got the first blow. My first hit was a charged swift hand of lightning bolt, which dealt 68 hit points worth of damage. I knew this would be a tough match, because usually it knocks down about 342 HP. Next was padantic's turn. I don't even know what he hit me with, his style was some wierd river valley style, most affectionately known as the Bat Curse style. His hit dealt 71 HP. I knew that I couldn't hold back.

      For years, we went on back and forth without ever being noticed or disturbed, despite the alien's clearly superior technology. Even today, I wonder how they never noticed. Then the day came where we knew we had to rest. Both of us were out of stamina and magicka. We rested for three days, but when we restarted, we forgot whose turn it was. This is when the disaster struck. At the exact same time, being fully regenerated, we struck our most powerful attacks. The power of our attacks was exactly the same, which caused a massive shockwave and power surge that literally ripped the living tissue from every dinosaurs' bones where they stood.

      The trees were wiped out, and the giant supercontinent that we were standing on cracked, as the shockwave traveled down to the center of the earth and caused the lands of the earth to split apart into giant plates that floated on magma. The aliens quickly traveled to where the shockwave came from to find padantic and myself, floating in mid air with our fists pressed against eachother. They left a note saying they would come back some other time to check on us, but we think they just hit the stellar casino and probably lost all their laser money. Not only had the force of the blow killed all the trees and dinosaurs, and cracked the continent, but it also caused our bodies to travel faster than the speed of light while sitting still, causing a time space continuum. For about 65 million years, we sat there without a clue that the world was changing.

      Finally, we awoke to find out that the shockwave had also traveled around the world constantly for milions upon millions of years causing mutations and evolutions in all different creatures. Finally, one day, the time space continuum broke. The world around us had changed so much, and we were at a loss. We decided that it would be best to go our own ways until we figured out what had all happened. By the time we figured it out, we had met up with eachother on RvB and became good friends.

      So, there you have it, because of me and padantic's fighting, the supercontinent of Pangea split up, the dinosaurs became extinct, and evolution occured.

      EDIT: New episode = totawesomenefungantuanormousity

    • Possum Kingdom

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      Tuni

      I've heard two different theories as to what this song is actually about.

      One theory is that it's about murder(s) that occured at Possum Kingdom Lake in Texas. This seems to make a lot of sense since the name of the song suggests so and the song does seem to be about murder. The more specific story that I've heard is that it's about a camp counseler seduces a girl to go with him "behind the boathouse", as the song suggests, and then murders her.

      Another theory I've heard is that the song is about vampires, more specifically, a male vampire turning a girl into a vampire. The song does have a few references that do seem to support this idea as well. The part that gets me the most is the, "with dark hair and soft skin forever." Another part that gets me is the part where it says, "make up your mind." This doesn't seem like something a killer would ask, but the vampire could be asking the girl if she wanted to.


      I'm wondering what other people's thoughts are on this.

      Here's the song lyrics: Possum Kingdom by Toadies

      Make up your mind, decide to walk with me
      Around the lake tonight, around the lake tonight
      By my side, by my side
      I'm not gonna lie, I'll not be a gentleman
      Behind the boathouse, I'll show you my dark secret
      I'm not gonna lie, I want you for my
      My blushing bride, My lover, be my lover, yea
      Don't be afraid
      I didn't mean to scare you
      So help me Jesus
      I can promise you, you will stay as beautiful
      With dark hair, and soft skin
      Forever, forever
      Make up your mind, make up your mind
      And I'll promise you, I will treat you well
      My sweet angel, so help me Jesus
      Give it up to me, give it up to me
      Do you wanna be my angel?
      Give it up to me, give it up to me
      Do you wanna be my angel?
      Give it up to me, give it up to me
      Do you wanna be my angel?
      So help me
      Be my angel, be my angel, be my angel
      Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die?
      Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die? Do you wanna die?
      And I'll promise you
      I'll treat you well my sweet angel
      So help me Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Jesus

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    • ArKayne

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      This is the journal that is devoted to ArKayne. Why does ArKayne get a journal devoted to him by the greatest ranter of all time, you ask. Why wouldn't he, I ask. Don't expect this journal to be all good things though, no rant can be all one sided, no good rant that is.

      Note: This isn't much of a rant, more of a story.

      I met ArKayne back in 1943 during WWII fighting those dirty krauts, little did I know that our paths would cross multiple times over. I was an American paratrooper who was mis-dropped. I was supposed to land right on the Berlin wall and make my way through the city and assassinate Hitler, but a powerful wind came in, and I was blown about a thousand or so miles east to a little river city, you might have heard of it, it's called Volvograd, of course back in those days, it was called Stalingrad.

      Anyway, I had fallen asleep in the process of being blown all that way, and awoke hanging from a pillar that used to hold up a roof that was blown off during a bombing raid. I had a gun pointing in my face, at the end of it was a young las. I quickly used my spy skills and snapped his neck. That's when I met ArKayne. He was standing in the corner smoking a German cigarette that he had just pulled off of a dead Nazi. He asked me why I killed the young boy, I told him, "he was a German spy, the Nazis have no souls, you can tell cause nothing reflects in their eyes."

      ArKayne flung the cigarette off the building we were standing on, and walked away. For weeks I stayed with the communist Russians, learned their ways, and tried to figure out how to get home. I had watched as ArKayne fought galiantly in many bloody battles, it was as though the deep red blood of the Nazi pigs drove his courage and anger up even more, even more than the red of the communist flag. On one occasion, I caught him sleeping in a pool of Nazi blood.

      The war had ended and we went our seperate ways, I returned home to America and he had gone on a mission to spread the word of communism. Some years later, we met again, but this time, it wasn't as acquaintances, it was as enemies, and it was in a little country called Vietnam. We only met once in this country, but it was unpleasant and bloody. My job was to go into trenches and find the commies who were hiding, as they usually do. I entered a dark room. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught the sight of a cigarette burning in the corner, and immediately recognized it, I only knew one man who would smoke a cigarette in the corner of a room. ArKayne! He dropped the cigarette to signify that it was on.

      The moment the cigarette hit the ground, he flew out of his corner with a daikatana in his cold, pale hands. He was quick, but not quick enough, before he could strike me down, I blocked his sword with my bayonnet. He launched himself backwards, at which point he recognized I had stuck him with a knife from one of his dead comrads. "Damn, I never knew an American could move so fast," he said in a deep solemn tone. In a blink of an eye he shot across the room. I looked down to see his sword through my stomach. I grabbed the sword and broke the end. The battle waged on for days, weeks, years. I'd strike a blow, then he would, then I, then he. The only light in the room coming from the cherry of his cigarette. The room was painted with blood.

      Six years had past, both of tired, our swords so dull, they no longer were capable of slashing through our soft, bruised flesh. We sat, side by side with our blades at eachother's throat. An ocean breeze blew into the cavern, the smell brought back memories to both of us. We set our swords down and ventured out to find the beach. Before we knew it, we were sitting on that beach smoking cigarettes that ArKayne had pulled off of that German many years back, and reminiscing on the days of WWII.

      ArKayne told me of how his mother was killed by a Nazi in WWI. He found her, strangled to death with a bra. His father wanted the boy to live a normal life, so he would dress up like his mother and ware detachable breasts. This fooled ArKayne for many years, until he found one of the detachable breasts. ArKayne had become attached to it and the idea of them. In school, he was often made fun of because of a book he wrote about giant mechs fighting monsters that were called angels. The children told him that if he burned his stories, he would be accepted. He had done so, even though it pained him to do so. He grew up with a fascination of fire and how magical it was with its cleansing capability. He used fire as his inspiration of singing, which was wild and erratic like fire. People didn't like his style too much and it often led to humiliation. He wished often that he had a button that could edit his life, but since he didn't have one, he often used fire to erase his problems. This got him in trouble, which led to him being drafted into the military.

      After our long talk, once again, we went our own ways, no longer acquaitances, no longer enemies, but as friends. Now, thanks to Red vs. blue and our common interest in it, we meet again.

      Happy Birthday ArKayne!

    • The downfall of technology.

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      I'm becoming a journal whore, oh well.

      *WARNING* - A LOT OF RANTING, GOOD RANTING, BUT A LOT - *WARNING*

      I was thinking about how technology and computers are supposed to make our lives better and less stressful, and I don't think they have. Technology has only done two things, allowed us to build things quicker, and live longer. I don't see living longer as an improvement necessarily, especially for Christians, everybody want to go to heaven, but nobody wants to die. As for making our lives less stressful, lets look at this.

      Bad in the day, say you wanted to make a pegboard, you know, a board that has a bunch of holes all equally distanced apart. In order to do so, you would have had to have someone cut the board, then someone else to measure out where the dots go, then someone to drill the holes.

      Today, a computerized machine cuts the board, then another computerized machine punches or drills the holes by shifting the board back and forth using coordinates that are programmed into it. Sounds better, right, but think about it. First, you need another company to build the machine to punch the holes, and that company needed another company to build the machines necessary to build the machines that are necessary to build the punch machine, and the chain continues, so, it has already become quite complicated.

      Then you got the computers. So, first you need a company to build the computer that is for the drill/punch, and they need a computer to build that computer, and so on and so on, much like above. Then you need another, normal computer with the proper CAD programs so that you can load the coordinates onto a memory device, and then load it to the drill/punch machine. That means you also need the memory device to transfer is from the normal computer with the CAD program to the drill/punch machine.

      OK, so, you got the normal computer, the CAD program, the memory transfer device, and the drill/punch machine, now you need a person qualified to run all this. So, this person has to go to a tech school or college for 2 to 4 years to get trained in CAD and learn how to run the drill/punch. So, they take out a bunch of loans so they can go to college, and why do they go to college? To get a better job, and why do they need a better job? To pay for all the LOANS THEY JUST TOOK OUT!

      So, now, you have the normal computer, the CAD program, the memory transfer device, the drill/punch machine, and a CAD, drill/punch qualified worker to run these machines, great, now you can start making punch board, right? Wrong, because your drill/punch machine won't work off of a normal receptacle, or a normal electrical panel for that fact, you need a different transformer.

      So, you hire an electrician, they hook it all up, and now you can start making pegboard, so you can make money, to pay off all the loans that you took out to get the normal computer, the CAD program, the memory transfer device, the drill/punch, and the electrician to hook up your machine. So, you start making pegboard, at a much faster rate than the old way. So, there should be less stress right? But, for some reason, there isn't, why you ask, because, your clients see that you have this machine, and they expect you to make it faster.

      So, now you're still just as stressed out as before, then, all hell breaks loose, your normal computer gets a bunch of computer viruses, which you didn't find out about until it was too late, and they were, in turn, transfered to your drill/punch machine. Both computers stop working, your punch breaks down because you don't have motor oil and pneumatics oil for it. So, now you need to hire some computer technician to fix both computers, and oil for your machine, plus any parts that broke due to lack of maintainence.

      So, you get everything repaired, but you are now majorly stressed because you fell behind, clients are yelling at you to hurry up and get their orders filled, you're worried if you're computers will run into more problems, and your worker wants more money because he is "specialized".

      So, you make pegboard faster, and therefore, make money faster, but you have to pay more for your worker, and for the maintainence to keep everything working, plus you have loans for all the equipment you bought to pay off. So, the question becomes, how is technology helping us out, sure, we get information from all over the world and everyone is more connected, but is that necessarily a good thing?

      Tell me, how many people know all their neighbors, like really know their neighbors? Sure, you know personal details about someone you've never met living halfway around the world, but you don't know the guy next door's name.

    • Future Accomplishment

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      A list of things I want to complete by the end of this year:

      1. Walk a dog on a treadmill

      2. Remember what I was going to put down for #2 (I'm serious, I actually forgot what I was going to put down for #2)

      3. Do a funky dance that David Bowie would be proud of (no, I'm not gay)

      4. Creating my Mega Man spud gun

      5. Be the first man to "pimp out" a Geo Metro (seriously, I'm not gay)

      6. Be the first man to pimp out a Geo Metro

      7. Become friends with a light pole (should be easy enough, I work as an electrician)

      8. Start telling lies that are easier to detect as lies (I'm not gonna go all out to telling the truth, baby steps man, baby steps)

      9. Let the people in my basement go

      10. After releasing them, don't shoot them . . . for at least 10 seconds

      11. Kill less squirrels, even though they are my sworn enemy

      12. Find the question to the answer of life (aka 42)

      13. Show up at a party with a can of whoop ass and bawls and say, "you people better not get rowdy, cause I'll open up a can of whoop ass, believe me, I've got the Bawls," while pulling out the drinks at the times that I mention them

      14. E-kill someone with my e-katana

      15. Increase e-phallus by three sizes

      16. Stop setting random shit on fire with mixes of gasoline, kerosene, diesel fuel, aerosol, and thermite.

      16. Become a God at Oblivion when it's released

      17. Start gun running business

      18. Increase real life level from 14 to at least 19, preferably by increasing acrobatics, sneak, and security skills

      19. Fix this journal so that there aren't two 16's.

      20. On the final day of the year, wake up, get dressed in ancient armor and weaponry, walk out the front door while entirely ignoring my parents' questioning of where I'm going, never to be seen again.


      EDIT: I've made the decision to stay off of here for one full week, don't ask why, because I won't be able to answer it for a week. Next Thursday morning, I will sign on.

    • EVERYTHING CAN CHANGE ON A NEW YEARS DAY

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      VIVA LA REVOLUTION

      That's right, it's revolution time, I've always wanted to start a revolution, I don't know why, I just think it would be cool. Fight the man, get Zach de la Rocha back up here spittin mad villainous lyrics and causing chaos. Saul Williams joins in and starts screaming out his crazy poetry of how America has raped its people.

      My friend Grant is going to the Ukraine for a month, has to leave at 4PM tomorrow, so I have no idea if he will ever return since that isn't exactly a good area for Americans, but he hates America too, and knows some Russian, so hopefully that will help. Hopefully he'll pick up some AK-47's for real cheap and secretly transport them back here for our revolution, maybe pay a plane to air drop them back in my woods.

      Then we'll start a multi-front, I'll start on the west coast taking down Hollywood and all the rich pigs out there while riling up all the gangs about how they've been oppressed. Meanwhile, Grant will hit the east coast right at the heart, Washington D.C. Then, de le Rocha will come up from the south with all of his Central American rebels right into southern United States disbaling most of the defenses in the south. Soon, America will become nothing more than a giant war state, corporations will fall, it will be dog eat dog, strong survive while the weak die off.

      But, then because of the differing views in revolutionaries, the U.S. will be split into two different revolution states. Zach will go back to down to Central America to continue fighting the war down there. Huge cement walls will be built like the Berlin wall was, they will span across the whole U.S. with a center point where people go to decide which state they want to go to, the states meet up where there are two gates, one entry for each state.

      Grant's will be a huge shining golden gate where the sky is bright blue, the landscape is green, and there are rainbows and bunnies, but as soon as you walk through, you are stripped of all your rights and made an equal with everyone else. You will be placed in a grey suit with a number on it, and that number will be your identification from then on, and everyone will be named Grant. Everyday, everyone gets up at the same time to go to work at doing similar tasks, and work the same number of hours eating the same food. If you don't agree with their ways, you'll be shot.

      Then there's my side, the gate is made of wooden sticks and polls, the earth is barren with patches of grass about, the sky is a dull grey, and bears and hyenas run about tearing up the weaker animals. You walk through, and there are no gaurds, no one to protect you, it's kill or be killed. No law, no restrictions, just complete freedom. You can do what you want, but if you get killed, that's just how things go. You want to steal something, go ahead, but if you get shot, then that's just how things go.

      Two extremes, you decide which is better.

      EDIT: Crazy shit, I just noticed the New Year's RvB video. Under the name they put Vive la Resolution! I had gotten the idea to put VIVA LA REVOLUTION for this journal before I even saw this. Maybe collective consciousness does exist.

    • Too many stupid people . . .

      13 years ago

      Tuni

      There are too many stupid people on this site. The ones that I have the biggest problem with are those that bitch about RvB.

      "ooh, there's too much swearing"

      "ooh, the plot's slowing down"

      "ooh, the episodes aren't weekly anymore"

      To all you who complain - SHUT THE FUCK UP! - seriously, you aren't making the show, so you have no idea what it takes to complete an episode in a week.
      Odds are, no one is forcing you to watch the show, so, if you got a problem with it, then don't fucking watch it! Quit bitching about it on the forums and ruining the site for the rest of us who do enjoy it. If you want to bitch, do it in your journal.

      Colored for Importance:

      Second - kids don't even look over profiles. I fucking hate it, right at the top of my profile I got a line that says, "Don't send a friend request unless we have quite a bit in common or you've talked to me before." Anyone want to take a shot at what this means, because when I see this, it's pretty self explanatory, and yet every so often, I get a friend request from some kid who hasn't been on any of the forums I've been on, hasn't messaged me, and hardly has anything on their profile for me to determine if I have something in common or not.


      My third biggest pet peeve is those who get the characters mixed around in episodes or spell the names wrong, especially on the threads dedicated to the characters. I know not everyone has watched the show as many times as the true fans, but it's annoying as hell, because then I feel obligated to correct them, and the worse part is that it seems to be getting more common.

      Fourth - quoting - if you don't know exactly how the line goes, don't put quotation marks around it. It's not a quote then, and when someone catches it and questions it, you just look like an idiot.

      Fifth - Random vote requests - plain and simple, if I don't know you, then no, I won't vote for you.

      Sixth, which isn't all that bad, but people asking me to vote for them when I'm in the contest as well. I don't mind that much because I hate being in voting contests and haven't tried to get people to vote for me since my first one I was, but still, I try to look at who my competition is first.

      I know, I'm an elitist ass, GET OVER IT!

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    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Dang it, why isn't your account gone yet!?!? It's very upsetting!

    • Salrulz

      13 years ago

      Can i ask for your AIM screenname, if it is on ur page, i couldn't find it and maybe i saw it, but didn't notice....I still haven't found my left shoe, and it has been lost for a week....i am a bad searcher......
      -Sal

    • RedvsBlue999

      13 years ago

      Okay seriously.

      Leave.

    • iron_monkey

      13 years ago

      once again ill miss you

    • sloppy_joes

      13 years ago

      I just want to say i love you

    • rvmaster1

      13 years ago

      Be safe and keep in touch, Oh great creator of all things Chuck Norris. If you run into pwcapone out there anywhere, don't feed the penguins they're attack trained.......

      Man it really sucks losing both of you, you a lot more due to his return in the fall.

      Enjoy life, and the next time you turn up an ice cold beer, think of me. smiley8.gifsmiley1.gifsmiley4.gif

    • Walt

      13 years ago

      Byebye Mr. Mythman.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      One thing before you go Tuni, since I'm leaving soon, you're not sometimes a BAMF, but always. The best BAMF I've ever seen. See ya later man!

    • Walt

      13 years ago

      Dman magic Nazi's weren't you supposed to leave this place today? So why were you online, go away, bad emotionally stable guy, bad emotionally stable guy.

    • RedvsBlue999

      13 years ago

      Ok go away now.

    • AFKeeker

      13 years ago

      *AHEM*

      That part was a joke.

    • iron_monkey

      13 years ago

      im going to miss you
      i hope everything goes good
      and hit me up on AIM from time to time

    • Salrulz

      13 years ago

      Umm, i haven't talked to you or anything, but for all the stuff i heard, u have to have been a awesome member, so i just wanna say good-bye, and too bad i never got to talk to you.
      -Sal

    • Walt

      13 years ago

      And also for future reference, never help children, then they always ask for more and more and more until you make them dead, then you go to jail and are raped by a big guy named bubba, remember whenever children ask for something take them out onto the train tracks and tell them to look at clouds with noise reducing headphones that are blasting death metal, then go like 50 feet away and watch the magic.

      Post edited 5/07/06 6:57PM

    • RedvsBlue999

      13 years ago

      Good bye friend.

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      Go away!

    • Walt

      13 years ago

      NOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!! you're leaving, what about the community, did you ever think of it? It will never be the same, no more emotionally stable days, all that will follow will be complete and utter chaos, the end is nigh!!! I must repent!!! Ahh, repenting takes to much work, I'm gonna go eat dinner, then I'm gonna eat more and more and more, see what you've turned me into! Some kinda of eating maniac, the vegetables will never be the same neither will the cow population! You monster I don't even want to look at your devilishly attractive profile, with it's emotionally stable smile faces, and final journals, and friends list, and the goods that are very repetitive!
      My final words to you shall be in the tongue of the place you are leaving... 0mG H4xx0Rz Y uz 7e4v3? f7n3 u fux1ng n00bz3r c4N'7 74k3 th3 pr3zz0rzs!!!!12565?????34#?.... Memorable words, farewell, and may you move on to a better state of existence.


      Post edited 5/07/06 6:52PM

    • sloppy_joes

      13 years ago

      you cant leave!!!

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Are you still gonna watch the episodes?

    • AlphaEagle

      13 years ago

      Anytime you're around in the Netherlands on a Saturday, feel free to drop in! The poker table is open too all cool/"good" people! smiley8.gif

    • infiltrate

      13 years ago

      I got shot in the back. Not in the middle of my back. Somewere toawrds the top.

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      Or hookers.

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      ....I don't belive you. And I don't have to.

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      You have to be stoned to complete Morrowind's Storyline.

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      Halo 3, Halo 3, HALO 3!

      That and the Valve Xbox 360 game are on my, "To-FIND OUT ABOUT-List"

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      God, for such a geek...I can't believe you don't have it yet!

    • RedvsBlue999

      13 years ago

      Bam.

      When are you set to leave?

    • RedvsBlue999

      13 years ago

      What episode?

    • Gavino FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold

      13 years ago

      I noticed your comment in hobbie's journal. You must keep all your music at 256 or 512 kbps, cause I've got almost 8000 songs with only about 28 gigs memory used.


      Most of it is videos. 114 to be exact.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Your e-phallus= -23 cm.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      I refuse to respond.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Tuni, as your last day approaches, and the far I have that I won't be on this weekend. (doubt it, but it's possible). So, before you leave, I leave you with one last sentence, because I refuse to talk to you after this.


      Polar bears are so much better than penguins.smile.pngsad.pngemo.pngwink.pngshock.pngshock.pngconfused.pnggoofy.pngbigsmile.pngtongue.pngroll.pngcrazy.png

    • Walt

      13 years ago

      YAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

    • Walt

      13 years ago

      Plastic bags are fun, can I put my head in one to see if it is clear? Can I?!? Please? Only girls can suffocate!

    • Walt

      13 years ago

      I'm going to stab your feet, how could you not get that? The meaning was as clear as something that is as clear as glass.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Not if your friends are going. Plus, this one's special.

    • TKdademon

      13 years ago

      that was e-dumb.

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      I think you forgot the word, "get"....

    • TKdademon

      13 years ago

      Well aren't you e-special.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      For your last couple days, will you keep your online status on, so we can know when you're for surely around?



    • iron_monkey

      13 years ago

      my sapce is by far one of the gayest fads i have ever heard of

    • iron_monkey

      13 years ago

      i know it is to me too
      i think alot of myspace bs is filter though to here
      but i thought that one was funny

    • infiltrate

      13 years ago

      smiley2.gif I'm gunna miss you though.

    • infiltrate

      13 years ago

      smiley2.gif You shouldn't actually delete your profile. So you can come back and check every once in a while. During the Summer I will also be on ALOT less.

    • ShadowStylez FIRST Member Star(s) Indication of membership status - One star is a FIRST member, two stars is Double Gold

      13 years ago

      Well, I'm not dissing Macs. I just thought the comic was funny. But I have used Macs and personally, I don't care for them. I really don't care who thinks which system is better, it is simply a matter of preference for me.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Have it, comment's gone.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Can you find it? I think it's a better tribute than the ES smiley.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      That's almost exactly how I answered his question. Do you still have your Raoul Duke quote picture?

    • hitalec

      13 years ago

      In Soviet Russia, road forks you.

    • padantic

      13 years ago

      Do you still have that Raoul Duke quote picture?

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