it's finally happened!...it's AWARE!
Things were starting to go a little hazey, a word that's annoying to use because firefox doesn't recognize it. A large pool of blood was developing under my head, which wouldn't have been so bad if freudian psychoanalysts didn't keep bringing patents in to ask them what the stain looked like. nine out of ten times they would say "a butterfly." the analyst would then nod, ask what their morning had been like and would then leave to play pinball in the lounge for half an hour. One of the two shots had ruptured my left eye, the other had done something to my central nervous system. i only knew this because i had begun feeling the sound of fresh blueberry muffins drifting in from the kitchen. this was especially worrying because i knew the secret agent had been making a date cake. i had obtained this information when he had a question about the baking procedure and rather than google it started a locals thread. he was then accused of buying dates from iraq and supporting the "illegal american insurgance" by a new user who only had a 21 post count and bared the handle "Greg Lake Swimmers" (interestingly, according to a subsequent thread he had no connection to the band. this was met with both confusion and annoyance with greg lake swimmers responding to every second post that he's allowed to do whatever he wants. dinktoucher then started a poll thread called "Greg Lake Swimmers?" but the winning vote option was "pants under skirt" at 43%. all this eventually resulted in xxxx posting a picture of comic book guy from the simpsons with the caption "you're all BANNED." poorhaus then threatened a thread lock, then later posted he'd left himself logged in at the library and had not actually posted that post. another topic was then started by robotropolis called "leaving yourself logged in." gravyboat posted a picture of tubgirl and the thread was locked.)
i have now bled to death.
i have now bled to death.