As the world in whole gets just a little bit stupider. (go to hell, stupider is too a word.)
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: maybe this has something to do with the leakage of the dual plans to a) replace peoples' internal organs with bombs and/or kittens and b) replace peoples' brains with spiders so that spiders will get human bodies to wander around in and they'll freak out all the time and jump on other people and bite them over and over and it would be funny.
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: Umm...yeah... your never going to be my surgeon...
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: Aww, I'd give you a real good spider/kitten though!
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: No
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: =(( I had a spider all picked out, too. I named him... Georgespider-o.
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: No
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: There was a kitten too, but then Georgespider-o got hungry, and... hey, did I mention these would be big spiders, not like the tiny little household ones?
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: ... and still no
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: I could keep your brain in a jar, and when Georgespider-o got bored I could stick you back in your head?
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: Then everyone would be all, "HEy, CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL is the cool. He was Spider Man for a while."
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: Dude you need to get out more
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: I think I might get out too much actually, when I'm around real disgusting people I get gradually more and more disgruntled until I feel like I should be delivering mail or something.
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: Someone should lock you up
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: Yesssss… mail. You're right to doubt me though, I was going to give you Frankspider-o. …and I may yet.
As in ERIC's blog, the names have been changed for privacy reasons, and for reasons of I like to confuse people.
The point of this? To waste several seconds of your life. Congratulations, you have succumbed and are several seconds closer to death.
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: Umm...yeah... your never going to be my surgeon...
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: Aww, I'd give you a real good spider/kitten though!
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: No
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: =(( I had a spider all picked out, too. I named him... Georgespider-o.
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: No
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: There was a kitten too, but then Georgespider-o got hungry, and... hey, did I mention these would be big spiders, not like the tiny little household ones?
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: ... and still no
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: I could keep your brain in a jar, and when Georgespider-o got bored I could stick you back in your head?
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: Then everyone would be all, "HEy, CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL is the cool. He was Spider Man for a while."
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: Dude you need to get out more
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: I think I might get out too much actually, when I'm around real disgusting people I get gradually more and more disgruntled until I feel like I should be delivering mail or something.
CRUSTY THY SLIGHTLY LESS MIGHTY THAN THE AXIS OF EVIL: Someone should lock you up
THY MIGHTY AXIS OF EVIL: Yesssss… mail. You're right to doubt me though, I was going to give you Frankspider-o. …and I may yet.
As in ERIC's blog, the names have been changed for privacy reasons, and for reasons of I like to confuse people.
The point of this? To waste several seconds of your life. Congratulations, you have succumbed and are several seconds closer to death.
posted by ☭CRUSH you. at 10:52 AM
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I have a theory, and I will test it on your blog. You should go here though, 'cause it's funny.
We Like the Moon
You people barely ever comment here, and I'm too lazy to write posts to myself when talking to myself takes less effort and doesn't require internet access. But just for you (and not because Eric has a knife at my throat to post again), I'll post again. And it'll be keen-o-rific. Keen, to the max. The highest level of keen you've ever... hm.. well, maybe not that keen, but it certainly will be keen.
And Eric, we all like the moon, for a variety of reasons. When you say you like the moon though, remember that the moon is not made of cheese and that that was merely a fallacious claim laid by the commie chinese to keep us technology-driven americans wasting our money on 'space programs' which are in reality merely cheese reclamation programs. Damn you china. You fueled a childhood of cheesy dreams (haha, that's a pun! get it? cheesy? get it? ..... fuck you.) which now lie shattered (maybe that's the wrong word for cheese, but fuckit) at my feet.
Which is why I don't like other countries, The End.
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