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PostPosted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:36 pm
by Wellsy
Speaking of utter moronity, did you hear about that asshole from NASA who let the astronauts fly drunk?

PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 6:54 am
by Forerunner
Yeah, apparently when they set up google earth a lot of govn. related shit was blacked out like the white house and such, but some douchebag forgot to block Area 51 until a few days later. Owned.

PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 1:54 pm
by HolsteinCow
No, it's true, you can see what the Gnomes of Zurich are doing in their secret base. It's because not even the government knows they exist, so they can't censor it.

PostPosted: Tue Dec 18, 2007 3:03 pm
by Sling
I heard that the US government went and censored all the "secret" bases. Apparantly they censored the entire landmass of Germany.

PostPosted: Thu Dec 20, 2007 9:03 pm
by Wellsy
Although that does sound like good eatin', consider this: only a moron would deny the existence of a massive base in Nevada of which numerous photos have been published and think anyone believed him/her. What a joke. It's more likely they just don't give a shit what we think.

PostPosted: Tue Jan 01, 2008 3:57 am
by Teenr0cker
Yeah, I know what you mean. If it weren't for my horse, I wouldn't have spent that year in college.


That's like that one newspaper photographer I met with once. He was less of a photographer and more of a tabloid photoshop MASTAH.

He revealed his secrets to me while we were doing Jello Shots off hookers in Nevada. The scary part is, while he was half-drunk, he said half of his earliest works were true! But nobody believed him, so all he could do was photograph for tabloids.

Now! I demand somebody to concur with me and make it goddamn difficult to respond to, hypothetically, if this were being done in reverse!!!

PostPosted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 1:42 pm
by Gil212
:shock:
i..i must say...
i dont think i have ever heard horse used in that exact context before..
and i think i may need some brain soap to cleanse my mind of the images that the phrase has invoked.... :shock:

PostPosted: Mon Jan 14, 2008 8:30 pm
by Wellsy
Yeah, I know what you mean about rice cakes. Eating the stuff is like watching Fred Savage "horse" a 68-year-old mother of twenty. When I say "horse," think of saddles and spurs.... 'nuff said.

PostPosted: Tue Jan 15, 2008 9:31 am
by Sling
My friend was eating some rice cakes. They smelt so bad I could smell them from across the street. Seriously, wtf?

PostPosted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 12:03 am
by War
Guys yesterday I made rice cakes :D

PostPosted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 5:22 am
by Teenr0cker
God, that has inspired me to TOTALLY dedicate a shit ton of time to making food-related comments. Dunno Why though. Probably that bit
I herd u liek mudkipz?!
Seriously, Wellsy, I demand you to constantly talk about food incessantly with no acknowledgment to me whatsoever.

Have you fools tried some Saffron buns? Tele told me how to make them once. I made them and then lost the recipe notepad file. Sobbing ensued.

Swedes know how to make a damn tasty baked cake. Not like the Japanese, who probably fail at culinary arts, like rice cakes for example.

PostPosted: Wed Jan 16, 2008 8:22 pm
by Wellsy
Yeah, totally messed up. But speaking of random, you'll never guess what happened to me as I was walking downtown the other day. Out of nowhere this midget dressed in battle camouflage hops out from behind a shrub and says in this meek voice, "I herd you liek mudkipz?!" It was so weird, I could actually hear the misspelling in his voice. Anyway, I was so startled I spilled my mocha frappucino all over him, and with an indignant snort, the battle midget tossed a banana cream pie he seemed to pull out of nowhere at my face. The weird thing is that the banana cream pie was absolutely delicious!!! I asked him for the recipe, and he handed me a cutout from Good Housekeeping before vanishing into the crowd. I'm pretty sure I'll never be the same from now on.

PostPosted: Thu Jan 17, 2008 4:13 pm
by Sling
I met some time-travelling space exploring Ninjas the other day, wide as they were tall, with big hands, big necks and big dreams. We went into a forest and beat a tree with sticks for half an hour. Then they smoked some weed. I guess there is more to being stocky short people with wide backs than lying down and dying to sad music like the Elephant man. Some of us have to do real jobs.