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Betty, you were right about meth! YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT MEEEEEEEEEEEETH…
MarvinAndroid said on December 15th, 2010 at 12:30 am
“For twelve years, you have been asking: Who is John Galt? This is John Galt speaking. I am the man who loves his life. I am the man who does not sacrifice his love or his values. I am the man who has deprived you of victims and thus has destroyed your world, and if you wish to know why you are perishing-you who dread knowledge-I am the man who will now tell you.” The chief engineer was the only one able to move; he ran to a television set and struggled frantically with its dials. But the screen remained empty; the speaker had not chosen to be seen. Only his voice filled the airways of the country-of the world, thought the chief engineer-sounding as if he were speaking here, in this room, not to a group, but to one man; it was not the tone of addressing a meeting, but the tone of addressing a mind.”
You have to write it real small, though.
Lia said on December 15th, 2010 at 4:08 am
“Spiders crawling on my skin! Oh god oh god why did I snort that mysterious powder?!”
Cinqo said on December 15th, 2010 at 8:05 am
“They said my mother was insane.”
Evan Waters said on December 15th, 2010 at 10:17 am
Not the DTs again!
Lindsey said on December 15th, 2010 at 11:33 am
I thought you got a prize if you caught them all!
Carter said on December 15th, 2010 at 1:58 pm
“Don’t run away, my friends, it’s me! I’ve somehow been transformed into an Austro-Hungarian salesman!”
starscream369 said on December 15th, 2010 at 9:37 pm
Why can’t I hold all these bugs…WITH MY MIND!
Die Macher said on December 16th, 2010 at 1:16 pm
“Well, time to see what the Golden Globe nominees for Best Comedy/Musical are… WHAT IN THE EVER-LOVIN’ FUCK?!!?????”
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The End Times are upon us! Flee, you fools! Flee!
Damn it Betty!
DAMMIT DEXTER, I SAID I WANTED THE BLUE PILL! THE BLUUUUEEEEEEE PIIIIIILLLLLLLL!!!!!
“Okay, one of you radioactive sons of bitches BETTER give me some superpowers!”
Reggie: “Exterminate all rational thought. That is the conclusion I have come to.”
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“Why? Why did I try to play God?”
Oh, God, this isn’t a Bag of Holding! And I paid 400 GP for it, too!
“I am very ambivalent about these insects!”
This is the last time I let Sabrina bring the snacks!
“What sin did I commit to be chastised in such an outrageous manner?!”
This is neither “happy” nor a “meal”!
Waitaminnit… these aren’t lemon bars at all! Last time I go to that bake sale.
Ea Ea Cthulhu Ftaghn!
“BEEEEEEES!!”
GUMMI!
“What, it’s just stuff from Sugar Mountain!”
Betty, you were right about meth! YOU WERE RIGHT ABOUT MEEEEEEEEEEEETH…
“For twelve years, you have been asking: Who is John Galt? This is John Galt speaking. I am the man who loves his life. I am the man who does not sacrifice his love or his values. I am the man who has deprived you of victims and thus has destroyed your world, and if you wish to know why you are perishing-you who dread knowledge-I am the man who will now tell you.” The chief engineer was the only one able to move; he ran to a television set and struggled frantically with its dials. But the screen remained empty; the speaker had not chosen to be seen. Only his voice filled the airways of the country-of the world, thought the chief engineer-sounding as if he were speaking here, in this room, not to a group, but to one man; it was not the tone of addressing a meeting, but the tone of addressing a mind.”
You have to write it real small, though.
“Spiders crawling on my skin! Oh god oh god why did I snort that mysterious powder?!”
“They said my mother was insane.”
Not the DTs again!
I thought you got a prize if you caught them all!
“Don’t run away, my friends, it’s me! I’ve somehow been transformed into an Austro-Hungarian salesman!”
Why can’t I hold all these bugs…WITH MY MIND!
“Well, time to see what the Golden Globe nominees for Best Comedy/Musical are… WHAT IN THE EVER-LOVIN’ FUCK?!!?????”
“This is the worst game of “Cooties” EVER!”
“Now I can finally have all my erogenous zones stimulated at the same time!”
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