It was potentially cool but honestly I don't keep any shrines, especially shrines that would remind me of my own complete lack of meaningful accomplishments in life.
It's not even a shrine really! I'm not that full of myself, I'm just inadvertently awesome.
My parents still have drawings from when I was around ~13 pinned on a wall, I don't understand why, I have made much better things than that.
My parents are pretty good about my art. We've got a couple framed things I did hung up around the house. I actually didn't really get it at the time: I was like "uh guys, I'm no Picasso"
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It was potentially cool but honestly I don't keep any shrines, especially shrines that would remind me of my own complete lack of meaningful accomplishments in life.
It's not even a shrine really! I'm not that full of myself, I'm just inadvertently awesome.
They're not really boastful or condescending, either. My cousins are nice people.
When I was a kid, my parents put me in a string of activities my brother was doing. I was never as good as him, and I always wound up hating them as a consequence.
I could only stomach so many grey ribbons (honorary attendance) when my brother had a wall of trophies.
I was thinking of putting Sharon, Lois, and Bram in the 'music so bad it's good' thread, then I remembered they are the greatest musical trio of all time.
The elephant show was the worst ever. That and David the gnome. Man, fuck that shit.
You must be an ivory dealer. Or a troll. Or both.
I love you in the morning, and in the afternooooon. I love you in the evening, underneath the moooooon!!! Skinamarinkydinkydink! Skinamarinkydooo! I Looooove Youuuuu!
The elephant show was the worst ever. That and David the gnome. Man, fuck that shit.
You must be an ivory dealer. Or a troll. Or both.
I love you in the morning, and in the afternooooon. I love you in the evening, underneath the moooooon!!! Skinamarinkydinkydink! Skinamarinkydooo! I Looooove Youuuuu!
I love you, baby!
Edit: I never realized how explicit this song is. They were really just a bunch of old folk hippies singing about getting it on while tripping and imagining that their friend is a small elephant.
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The elephant show was the worst ever. That and David the gnome. Man, fuck that shit.
You must be an ivory dealer. Or a troll. Or both.
I love you in the morning, and in the afternooooon. I love you in the evening, underneath the moooooon!!! Skinamarinkydinkydink! Skinamarinkydooo! I Looooove Youuuuu!
Maddie won't stop singing that song.
She'll also randomly walk up to you and inform you that she loves you in the afternoon.
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Man, I don't want to go to my Math class tonight. Far too many pretty girls, and I always get there too late to take a seat in the back. This sucks.
Don't like getting a surprise hard-on whilst sitting in math do ya?
No, I don't like the teacher constantly calling on me to get up in front of the class and do problems on the board while explaining the process. This isn't public speaking, bitch, and I'm not your fucking TA. Call on someone else, like the poser fags in the back.
The elephant show was the worst ever. That and David the gnome. Man, fuck that shit.
You must be an ivory dealer. Or a troll. Or both.
I love you in the morning, and in the afternooooon. I love you in the evening, underneath the moooooon!!! Skinamarinkydinkydink! Skinamarinkydooo! I Looooove Youuuuu!
Maddie won't stop singing that song.
She'll also randomly walk up to you and inform you that she loves you in the afternoon.
Man, I don't want to go to my Math class tonight. Far too many pretty girls, and I always get there too late to take a seat in the back. This sucks.
Don't like getting a surprise hard-on whilst sitting in math do ya?
No, I don't like the teacher constantly calling on me to get up in front of the class and do problems on the board while explaining the process. This isn't public speaking, bitch, and I'm not your fucking TA. Call on someone else, like the poser fags in the back.
Wait, the poser fags you want to sit with?
That's like, 2 levels of posing right there.
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Man, I don't want to go to my Math class tonight. Far too many pretty girls, and I always get there too late to take a seat in the back. This sucks.
Don't like getting a surprise hard-on whilst sitting in math do ya?
No, I don't like the teacher constantly calling on me to get up in front of the class and do problems on the board while explaining the process. This isn't public speaking, bitch, and I'm not your fucking TA. Call on someone else, like the poser fags in the back.
Wait, the poser fags you want to sit with?
That's like, 2 levels of posing right there.
I don't want to sit with them, I just want to sit in the back and out of sight range of my teacher (her vision is worse than a blind rock's). The times I've sat in the back they always sit somewhere else. I seem to give off an aura of "don't sit near me or I will fucking stab you" or something.
I don't want to sit with them, I just want to sit in the back and out of sight range of my teacher (her vision is worse than a blind rock's). The times I've sat in the back they always sit somewhere else. I seem to give off an aura of "don't sit near me or I will fucking stab you" or something.
Sitting in the back is awesome. I just heard that I apparently intimidated one of my professors by sitting in the back and acting clickish. She thought we didn't like her. If only she knew...
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My parents still have drawings from when I was around ~13 pinned on a wall, I don't understand why, I have made much better things than that.
My parents are pretty good about my art. We've got a couple framed things I did hung up around the house. I actually didn't really get it at the time: I was like "uh guys, I'm no Picasso"
Well, my terrible history in sports certainly never made me any more secure in my masculinity. There's a chicken and egg aspect to that, though.
Why must you homps waste my time so?
Why must you waste my time so?
Edit: I never realized how explicit this song is. They were really just a bunch of old folk hippies singing about getting it on while tripping and imagining that their friend is a small elephant.
The villagers kill me because they are jealous and afraid. The monsters kill me because of a stupid rumor that I am filled with candy. I am not!
piñata piñata!
There is only one way to find out if this creature is filled with candy or with goo!
Don't like getting a surprise hard-on whilst sitting in math do ya?
You don't have to kill him to taste the butterscotch. You could just lick him a lot.
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Maddie won't stop singing that song.
She'll also randomly walk up to you and inform you that she loves you in the afternoon.
That would make my day.
That's like, 2 levels of posing right there.
I don't think I've ever been killed early in Phalla?
Edit: My comment about suspension of disbelief in the zombie thread is perfectly sound, but I'm confident no one's going to buy it.