Arkcher

ML hasnt done anything bad (that ive seen). Hes spiffy. Everybody should say that ML is spiffy. You know you want to. While your at it, Say Im spiffy too. and Horatio. and MyOwnMind person (ok, we're all spiffy to a degree.) OR Animalkidd. Or Otter. Or KAtdakatshmoogle##manytimes1. Or possibley even DTH! -gasps- Or maybe the Stewart-type-being-admin guy. SPIFFY IS FUN. SUGAR IS SPIFFY. DIABETES IS MOST DEFINITELY NOT SPIFFY. ALL CAPS TEXT LIKE THIS MAKES ME LOOK STOOPID AND UN-SPIFFY. I WILL STOP IT NOW. Spiffy. n_n I vaguely remember posting this and laughing incessantly about it for about 20 minutes afterward, and then going to find some other sugary confection to further fuel my rampage. ... Theres what you can power cars off of, hyperactive children on a sugar rush. when they're a little too active, just plug em in and they'll slow down and the car will speed up.

Growin' some fresh, homestyle birds up 'der in Nebraska :­D

wait, they're not the same person? D: dang, i thought so too ;/

Hack in to reality o: -cough-Matrix-cough-

D: The english lyrics to caramelldansen arent very awesome. But its still fun to dance to :­D -joins-

yeah its almost scary how strongly that describes me. :­P and here I thought I was the only one out here who thought that way. ... Really makes you wonder what the next generation of teenagers would be like, and how we might handle whatever scenarios may come up with them.

oh lawds, i remember this topic. listening to that recording makes me cringe now. Turns out I didnt know jack about my guitar amp, and it does have awesome distortion and things, if you... you know, push that button over there. Accordingly, i've had a lot of practice in 8 months time, and can actually maintain somewhat of a beat or rythm, and hit the right frets. So, in the near future, i'll post version two. which will have a refined recording of these songs and some new ones. yaey.

its about 1, which is, unfortunately, late for me this time of year. ... any other time of year, it'd be 4:30 ;/ you dont need the drubugs when you have fatigue-induced hallucinations.

Dr. Cornbread came by and asked why I havent been doing things with RPVF like I used to be, "you two used to be really good friends". "No, I really dont like her. like, in any way, shape or form. ever." "Why, is it because she likes you or something?" "... partly. I figured she would have told you and your dog and your grandma about this whole drama by now." "no. She's been telling everyone about some other guy she's been liking for a while now." "... Great, so why doesnt she back up off?" "I dunno." THIS IS RIDICULOUS. It is winding down, fortunately. A few exchanges between us which I havent the patience to abridge for you guys may have convinced her that we wont be in a relationship. took her long enough to figure that out.

Granted, but it is tofu bacon which tastes like cardboard. I wish I would be able to take pictures from The Golden Gate Bridge and post them here later. Granted, but the Astronomy Domine would steal them and offer them as a sacrifice to the Great Muffin. I wish I had the guts to report one of my online friends for stealing art. Also, Canadian Bacon is not bacon and has no Canadians in it. I didn't know Canadians were inside Bacon. When I was in Quebec, I was told it was Canadian Bacon, but it was pure fat. Our study concludes that Canadians = Pure Fat.

Granted, every time it sees a fox with two tails hovering about, or large floating golden rings, or black-and-red clones of itself, it will see EVERYTHING as perfectly normal and be unentertaining. I wish my keychains would stop breaking.

someone set up us the bomb o: we get signal. WHAT main screen turn on. ITS YOU!

avalanche.

wait, what?

[so you know, that doesnt count as a corruption, more of an AWESOME THING o: ] Granted, but every slight mistake you make on them means a virus for your computer. even if its a mac. o: I wish texting didnt cost money. D:

Granted, but you will personally have to respond to one million, two hundred, eighty-three thousand, seven hundred, sixty-nine wishes per day. I wish I could buy another motorcycle. Granted, but it'd be the equivelant of a hummer, getting some 3 MPG, with enough motor horsepower to make the motorcycle large and bulky enough it might as well be a 2-wheeled car. I wish hula-hoops were more popular among old people.

Poasting? took you a while to catch that one :­P but yeah, I usually replace that kind of pronunciation with an 'oa'. for the lulz. :­D

That is a problem indeed. You should fix that.

Granted, you would have been voraciously devoured by a troop of 12-year-old boy scouts. [cannibalism merit badge yaey] I wish the 4x level in any given MMORPG would be less terrible.

Granted, but it was only a slight bit less disgusting, and you still thought taking people's eyes out with sporks was amusing. I wish for a pony. Granted, but it would be a dead pony. I wish for a better bitrate on mah internets.

I think its hilarious everyones guessing what Kat looks like. ... so I'll join in. red-hairded, overall slender, ever-so-slightly pale with numerous freckles, and eye color is whatever it is. i dont care. Neon purple. yeah, that'd be cool. Very luminous. And just to mix things up a bit, i envision Lexxy-man to be on the tall side, with rather short light brown hair, bearing that 'awesome person' look. the sort that most other college students who actually know what they're doing, kind of look. not sure how else to describe it D: As for Horatio, I imagine a small light brown hamster with like two white stripes maybe. bigger eyes than most. sleeps a lot.

I think Kat looks like a ninja irl. lawl.

I liked it when it first came out. But then it was like... Release the CD 10 times! New even-better-than-before edition! Release the DVD 5 times! Because this version has even better stuff!! Make it a play! Make it a concert! Make it an ice show! Make tie-in books! Sell T-shirts! And other merchandise! Make a sequel! Promote the sequel every 5 seconds on Disney Channel! Finally release the sequel! Intoduce a reality show about HSM! Make a third one that will come out...zomg!!!! in THEATERS!!! like WOW! Promote it some more!! Promote it even more! Etc!!!! I'm sure there's more to rant about but that's all I can think of at the moment... ~Liz I havent even seen it and I hate it for that very purpose. Especially all the merchandise aimed at kids who are like, 12 and under. That really irritates me.

CHAPTER 1!!!! Nobody knows why the pickle likes Emily the Strange. That is because She doesn't like to eat bugs. Anyway, the pickle murdered the cucumber. The cucumber's name was Harry Cubby McBubbbub. He decided to ride his unicyle to the Big Evil Supermart. He bought a money bag. However, the money was Moneylovers wife, And ate pie. But poisoned pie. So, Moneylover died, Then died again. After the continuous dying, he stopped eating the penguins. He disliked innards, Like a lot. But that's okay as he was addicted to the smell of the dancing leprechaun on excess cow poo. When he finished sniffing the poo, He drank Cherry-Coke, and then he died. They buried him in Cow poo.So everyone else slept in the cow poo again. So this ended When we all said bye to cow poo... again. Then TBFOF became the richest boy with two noses and five tongues. and he died. The bugs came, ate his arm, and regurgitated them. TBFOF then revived! Now he's puke. MW stepped in some cow poo. So she barfed. And TBFOF lived no more, ever.The poor kid needs a bath Or a shower. No, a coffin. Hygeine is good. That's why I'm taking a shower in some poo. So i smelled like moldy gorgonzola. More poo... yup. And then we ran to the Boobah home base! The crowds went "TAKE A SHOWER!" Then you went to a store with a bathroom and many watermelons. Mushroom_king spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickle that danced and sang like a very rabid squirrel named Skwerlhugger Will. The squirrel then danced like pickles in the rain wearing cowboy boots with a fedora. Then the beast started to dance on people's heads, then got keelingyoudead'ed. With a million the people said. So they ouched and fell down. Suddenly, a giant chocolate chip kookie squished them with cow poo And a Hippo. That had much diamond bracelets with unwanted body hair. The hippo's name was Larry King. But it ate my computer's harddrive while doing a headstand on a Hoops' awesome head. Now she has feeling very, very cow poo-like. oopsie poopsie toes. And also very in cowboy boots and a hat that greatly resembled A big pineapple with fluffernutter ears and puppydog eyes and arachnid limbs. then it fell In Cow poo. Then it died. The fecomaniacal zombie had some pie. A cow pie. And then MW barked up the cherry micicle tree till cow poo fell on her ZEEKY BOOGY DOOG and the hydrogen bomb blew up. Raining giant cupcakes that resembled big orange slippery potatoes. Alas, they were slimy, smelly slugs and cow poo that just died. due to a lack of some orange flavored jello with double cheese and some pants in its face. then an explosion of pure Phazon which mutated into a marshmellow of sticky, yummy explosions Of much doom. which caused economic skyrockets in the purple pulsating sky of planet SR388. Which has thirty-one hunter-class Metroids and they stunk like moldy brie. But its okay Because Emily the elephant earred octopus isn't a Metroid. And it sucked Horatio's brain out. However, Meta-Ridley swoops like a rock Onto Kraid who decides to sing. Everyone went deaf and danced a silly little jig of fatal doom in a runaway ambulance that was on teh highway heading towards Luigi's half-way existing mansion and Mario's house, when all-of-a-sudden Bowser came and ate Mario's very favorite rabid rabbit pie and Cow poo. Causing the ambulance's red siren to make blatting noises while blood was turned into Soda that tasted like EXPLOSIONS OF DOOM. This caused economic backfire across the marshmellow jellied cherries and the moon made of cheese. Rotten, smelly cheese that has been in outer space for ten minutes. Then the monkey ate a bananana that was poisned. And then he started running in your general direction. So I headed away, over there into a tube, out of danger hidden underneath a steaming heap of roasted sunflower seeds that someone farted into outer space. by sunflower seeds, Then they exploded. The TARDIS landed that killed everyone. Then the aliens Of the family-Slitheen all died miserable slow, agonizing and very horrible deaths. So we vanquished an entire bowl of cow poo. I then materialised into our digestive systems. And he exploded. Beware the were-rabbit who just might be your next small chicken pie, with mashed potatoes and purple gravy. So do not consider eating the cinesra with toast and pickled marzipan. Rather eat pickled, pickled marzipan? Yum... Marzipan is delectable. Unlike Horatio's sunflower, which is very purple and chunky with edinayc flavoured, whipped cream covered strawberry flavored clams. In other news, someone tried them with Metroid Sprinkles. They were yummy. So they had a close encounter with some poo. Chocolate marshmallow poo covered with almonds, pecans, walnuts, peanuts, blueberrys, ants and explosive mushrooms of ancient Roman origin. We then put sonic, shadow, knuckles in small plastic bags covered in faux aligator skin. Then TBFOF sang Speed of Sound with a bottle filled with delicious yummy cheese wiz. When he finished designing birthday cakes he exploded over then he sold the excellent cakes to Israeli spies to explode them. The Israeli spies with extreme yumminess of great doom causing small hats in the shape of a sword which prods people to spontaneously combust, to lead a band in pressure points. After cleaning ELE's hairy underarms, she scratched her bum causing temproal destruction and itchless bum syndrome. Toilets flew into Horatio, injuring his only pickle. Pickle was buried in Hot Topic. Robot Bob Barker was then shot In Limetid too by Dr.Watson's hat. Emily the strange and Ruby Gloom sat inside a giant cow "pie" driving pea-shaped cars. The cow gravy was part of a very odorous, Horrid Meat Grinder. An exquisite corpse did a funky and revived itself using a Phoenix with music by anyone but Pink-Floyd and lemon-demon. Yogurt was very Stoopid after the crash made newspaper headlines, but nobody cared, because ZZ Top and the Yogurt were in the tabloids with False Accusations. Summarized, everything is Squeaky Guinea Pigs and RootBeer Floats. Flesh-eating bacteria took over, then aliens from Mars and Trent The Brunette disliked being insulted. Twenty thousand weasles saw Totoro's cat-bus arrive because he's crazy and wanted to eat club crackers, ride around town and drink rootbeer with Vera Lynn. Not to mention Bush was there wearing a makeshift lampshade made of Osama-Bin-Laden's hair and Cow poo. He was attacked and went back to the pickle and Spongbob Squarepants. Vanilla Star Hamster fails to appear in this story but writes her a screaming Howler stating that TGHL, the pesky Phoenix, was also Superman dressed in a flying carpet hat and a hairy giant toupee thingy. On his feet were marshmallow candles surrounded by magenta lightsaber weilding ninjas and invisable, massless objects. Made of balloons and filled with arsenic, TGHL's feet scratched a giant mountain made of puos pin tac and big rubber hamster swimming caps. The Mountain was named 'Mt. Whatthe after the question' and had two scraggley craggely peaks with purple cherries and Evil Teachers. Due to malfunctions roaming the landscape Arkcher The UNPIRATE, glad he wasn't a Smily, was a . Andy the Emo wrote a song about crying over life, the universe, and everything. Stupid and worthless Preppies decided murder was afoot. "OMG!!!!!!" They said. Then Jackalope Bob, suddenly felt very dead. The Preppies tried to murder MK's massive signature and smiley. Everyone hates the orange marching mosquitos that drink OJ and like to sing "Body Language" by Invision CodeRed which is not the best song or the smelliest. Some Squashed Flies destroyed the hat of assorted feces and chocolate goodness. Emily the Strange returned with Chickens fried in poo and covered with spam. Looking for a way to poo, they ate her. The beast and Dr. Hoogeywackawoowoo and her little dog too caused volcanic eruptions. Space and time were torn asunder by faceless Children with meat grinders, purple combat wombats and pogo sticks made of rotten, weezing Stick figures which smelled like Dior's Pure Poison. MK's massive signature which occupied three-hundred-eighty-two-million handicapped parking spaces, Gerald Scarfe Animations, MGM studios and Stephen King's imagination, and a monkey. The monkey died. We had monkey kill Stephen King who narrowly escaped by eating his own poisoned sunflower seed and Peter Griffin. MK's signature died and everyone rejoiced. Mk killed everyone except for Trent, TGHL and Horatio and us Hampsterdancers. Yeah, man. We decided to form The Mushroom Army. The boy with Immovable hair isnt very great. At all. So MK keelingyoudeaded Arkcher. Trent got Keelyoudead by Val hawyn who later ate Trent. MK cried because she had a broken meat-grinder. Val Hawyn vomited up Trent dramatically. He is puking a berger. Then Lynryd Skynryd performed an odd dance for Astronomy Domine and a hat. CHAPTER 2!!!! Anyways, the pickle Got Vodka'd badly by Emily, who Trentnapped Mk's crush. But we don't think about anything like Bergers, or hot Cream-of-Mushroom soup. We hope Mushroom_King likes rerererererererefried beans. Exponential AK-47s were stolen using the chaos theory by some cheese and the evil dumptruck warfare tactics. Incidentally, no-one's posting because Max is taking too long eating beef cubes to be healed through Clazzik's philosiphy. Consequently, mercury lasagna flung itself at the purple man-eating monkeys made of cow and llama poo. Philosophical underwear proposterously found MK's broken heart, and silently wept. That was wierd for Trent, so, he lieked berger, punch, and Pie with whipped cream, walnuts in fudge-sauce. Whatever, man. Instead, combo number five liked Eric Clapton. Shrunken heads flew into brick trees at the concert of The Doors. Jim Morrison said, "john, jacob, jinkelheimer-schmidt", followed by "Wrong, do it again!". A war began between cheese, squirrels, and Classic Rockers with pies. Emily joined the killing, fluffy bunny grenades exploded on Bush. That was fun. Then cheney shot and after that, we added four words and then some, without deleting quotes, bacon! Luigi's Mansion was eaten by Chuck Norris and "Weird Al" Yankovic in a contest about building man-eating contest stadium with Game Boy Advances and leprechaun flavored Megaman X Clones. They were poo, solidified, calcified poo! But that's not the least of it, if you count bumping the topic and tasty pasta. Since nobody's adding, MK found Trent under the Mistletoe. Chickens kissed pies that arn't 133t enough to be magenta dancing hippopotami. Foreigner, Rush, R.E.M and Pink Floyd all died somehow. Arkcher died for adding that. Too many words brought back Sheena who brought some-AHHHHHHHHHHHHH! JEFF TROPHIES! They died due to Joey Ramone violently smashing their. Alphaville's "Forever Young" brought back memories. Nachos, Nachos, Nachos, MW loves nachos. Especially the ones signed by Bob, moosey's sanity, duh. Netgear makes routers with Bob Dylan. My spleen has suddenly erupted with Diet Dr. Pepper which made me just sorta die. illudium Q-36 space [AWND AHNULD SWATZAHNAYGEH] modulator with bugs got Ninja-Pirate'd Joey-Ramone-ishly fish. Monkey bread. George Thorogood and. Weird periods are taking over the entire entity of Invader Zim's friend frederbob the magnificent Loveded The Piggy until it died. We had bacon. Floor Made Sammiches. Floor gained exp. Floor Level Up! Original Campsoup Labels! I have pink Jeff Andonuts! So I ate them. Homestar, CoachZ, StrongBad all had to find cow poo and eat it. Great Jearb. Earthbound danced to the Catnip Ninjas song while - Kat - was petting The Cheat, which then exploded. Johnny Cash sez, "spinning, multicolored lights ate Dr. Andonuts as he slept dreaming of sugarplum, and saltplum, too. Also his son. Then he awoke to something else, which was quite amazing because he was definitely asleep." As a result, he decided to wear rainbow suspenders. The suspenders were pretty rainbow colors.

Ive never heard of either. :­/ cause i dont pay attention to it.