Random Off-Topic

I think anyone providing an assertion they had the loveliest day needs to provide evidence.

Well, I was trying to survive in the dream in a world with lots of cliffs that had sludge water at the bottom if them, and running and exploring around the world aimlessly talking to people and seeing exotic animals.

Plus, the house is empty and I plan to have Louisiana chicken wings and coke and ice cream.

So, yes I am having the loveliest day. That, and I am playing Dark Souls after a week. It feels great to return here, after helping my dumbass friend finish Oricania of Time for them as they worked on it for almost a month, which I finished for him by recreating a character, collecting more stuff than him, and beating the game in seven hours... Only missing one golden spider and gold scale.

*** looks like cardboard. Came back to Dark Souls, and my eyes had to adjust... That and the controller mechanics. Horrible. Love you DkS!

cloudyeki wrote:Why can't maple cream soda be easy to find! WHY!

I didn't even know maple cream soda was a thing that exists. Now I want it.

That does sound like a great day acidic.


Does Amazon have the soda? They're always a good last resort

Yay, Acidic's back to DkS!

Lol. And now I want an ocarina.

Eki, two options:
Go to shopold52.com for two bucks a bottle or move to New Hampshire where it's manufactured mostly

you take some ***

then some ****

then some ***

then some ****

you got a *** **** stack

a *** **** stack

damn the filter!

My friend has an ocarina.. Sadly it's broken and not really made well so can only play song of time on it

I'll go for the online order. May as well order myself some tentacle grape and powerthirst too >_>

Fear I've only had it once in my life, and it. was. GODLY!

I'd love some menergy right now.. Perhaps rawberry flavour.

8000. Last 1000 mark I'll get 1st methinks..

I dunno, I've slowed down a lot. Itll take a lot to catch up.

Once serious reaches 9000, I think he will change his avatar.

WhatDoesThePendantDo? wrote:Yay, Acidic's back to DkS!

By the way, after going to the woods for about twenty or so times, that song is WAY off when it comes to how long the sound is made, and sometimes the notes themselves. But is very close, nonetheless.

Yeah cook I thought that too, the song isn't even arranged properly either.

Then again, it's near impossible to separate notes and extend them to the length of the original composition in real life, wind instruments just can't do that, they'd have to slur it (which would also then sound off too)

It's a damn good version though, she's blatantly a flute player when she's not screwing around with ocarinas

So it's been hella hot here lately (might reach 100ºF tomorrow) and my daughter was insistent on going on the "bouncer" on Saturday (trampoline). I figured, ok but let's have some sorta water to cool down. Wal-Mart had squirt guns under a dollar which I figured would be perfect. I assumed I might get some collateral water as I was unsure how effectively a 2.5 year old would be able to work one and she would get a kick out of water and jumping and stay cool(ish). It turns out that guns are designed very intuitively as she figured it out with no issue.

So it's been pissing it down most of the summer here..... :|

I'd gladly swap with you for a bit. The only saving grace for me (since a t-shirt is "winter clothes" for me) is that my new polo shirts for work came in which are a lot cooler. Thank you Men's Wearhouse for seven dollar shirts. I'm gonna like the way I look, I guarantee it!

It's been a bit wonky here. It's been hot as balls, and then it'll start to drizzle while it's hot as balls, and then the clouds will drift away and it would cool down extremely fast.

In Aus here. The sun hasnt stopped shining for a few years now. But somehow the wind still makes it cold :suspect:

Cold? Like negative twenty fahrenheit?

Spiders better have a good hiding spot

My cold is like 20 degrees celsius, since it never gets below 30 normally. Thats around -18 for you so ... you were spot on. And this weather makes the psiders dangerous, cause they gather together for warmth. So indstead of fighting one you have to fight a dozen.

2 things on my mind, 1) my physical for the navy is in a few hours and I can't sleep, and 2) how the hell do "black-guys-in-obvious-disguises comedy" keep getting made?! (Tyler Perry I'm looking at you)

1) Sure you'll do fine mate. Have you been practicising? If its anything like the aus version you'll get in easily, and then they'll whip you into better shap while you're there.
2) Because funny died.

THE WORLD SHALL TASTE MY EGGS
Written by: The Pizza Delivery Guy

The boat was flying through the forest. I had only pants. By using economy, I was able to capture a small potato underwater. My mind was free from the tyranny of Godzilla. If only I could see it for the last time, I knew it would satisfy the Gorilla in the barrel. I stood on my knee and shouted, "This is the day we emerge victorious!" But I knew that my kidney would not let me. It was time for change. Doing jumping jacks was all they seemed to do. Curling into the fetal position was rather comforting amidst the harsh conditions. There was a moose before me, but nothing to plug it into. Indeed, time makes fools of us all. Rolling in circles was the only think keeping the plants away. Lest the paint swallow me whole.

It was midnight near the abandoned house, and I realized it was time for a burrito. Partying like never before...partying, partying, grapefruits. When suddenly the tambourines appeared! Like the twists and turns of a Rubik's cube, it all became a rainbow. I lurched from my position, braying like a walrus. But it was all for naught, for the tourists had shown themselves. Like a tortoise from it's shell, I bounced to the sky and back. Never before had the insects tasted so swell. Flailing and flailing like an obese fencepost, the world soon realized it had nothing to wonder. By the light of the birds, the truck shone drearily.

The realm was aware of its presence. Yearly log-cuttings were made mandatory. By contorting the hot dog, they were shown a vision of translucency. Opening the way for advancement, prisons began serving clocks. The retail on birdhouses these days is ridiculous, wouldn't you agree? But I say leaping from one carrot to the other won't change a thing. What we often percieve as piccollos might just be poison ivy, swirling in the wind. But never fear, for turnips are making haste! The rest of the company realized the dangers of accepting it into the bowl, but nothing could sway the might of the galactic rolling pin. Forever will this eon be remembered as "The one that did not know how to tie it's shoes left-handedly."

THE END