We're going to Hershey Park, witty thread titles be damned!

Balefuego

they dyed me this color!

CrackedLens

im so fucking busy i couldnt shit in a barrell if you strapped me to it

Silmaril

CrackedLens wrote: »

im so fucking busy i couldnt shit in a barrell if you strapped me to it

Why would you shit in a barrel?

Are you a peasant?

Some kind of savage?

CrackedLens

its the closest vessel available!!

Balefuego

nuclear wessels

CrackedLens

Computer?

Hello Computer

FlamingPineapple

So I am trying to think of good places for grub (other than savage amounts of chocolate) in Lancaster since I am sorta a local but all I keep thinking about is Roburrito's here in York.

I want a huge burrito, dammit.

Haven't been to Perkins in awhile, but I will say their bakery items/desserts are pretty awesome even if everything else is just "meh".

DrZiplock

For burritos in Lancaster, you head to Senorita Burrita.

Best stuff in town.

CrackedLens

Senorita Burrita is one of the best names ive ever heard for a mexican place

DrZiplock

It's pretty great.

lostwords

how is it on a scale of chipotle to taco bell?

Balefuego

10 is chipotle
-10 is taco bell
0 is the dumpster behind chipotle

CrackedLens

i wish i was fucking done with these scripts

ive got a 10 minute hole i need to fill with something meaningful in the last cut in

Balefuego

CrackedLens wrote: »

i wish i was fucking done with these scripts

ive got a 10 minute hole i need to fill with something meaningful in the last cut in

a 10 minute montage of sweet chin music

CrackedLens

haha

"We're gonna knock out muscular dystrophy just like HBK knocks out John Cena... With some Sweet Chin Music!"

DrZiplock

Hm.

A valid question.

Flavor: Superior to Chipotle. The owner is intent on using fresh incredients.
Size: Still a full size meal, though about a little larger than half the size of a chipotle gut buster.
Customability: Matches Chipotle. You even have options for the type of rice you want.
Price: Slightly less than Chipotle
Atmosphere: It's not a chain, so it's cool. Though, the owner has a weird bend for porcelin cats of all kind.

Balefuego

CrackedLens wrote: »

haha

"We're gonna knock out muscular dystrophy just like HBK knocks out John Cena... With some Sweet Chin Music!"

He's tuning up the band!

CrackedLens

BAH

ive got all this time to fill and even though i know when we go live the anchors will just eat it all up but i feel the need to type something constructive in the scripts

DrZiplock

Shall I provide you with flavor-text?

CrackedLens

its mostly ad-libbed stuff

i just need to come up with something for them to ad-lib about

Balefuego

how about the fact that the latest volume of Kidz Bop has Lil Wayne's "Lollipop" on it

DrZiplock

CrackedLens wrote: »

its mostly ad-libbed stuff

i just need to come up with something for them to ad-lib about

Once in a hospital wing so dreary, wandered a child weak and weary,
[FONT=&quot]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse,” I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With a shot for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Dude,” said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Against the cold tiled floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Likely,” said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I wish just to live and have fun some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]More so with a name like “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even then he said “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Gamer,” I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Friend!” said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,” I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

Have them read that.

CrackedLens

I DONT WANT TO FUCKING HEAR ANYTHING ABOUT KIDZ BOP

my kid watches nickeloden every damn day and those shit ass kids are in every fucking commercial break

FUCK EM

CrackedLens

DrZiplock wrote: »

CrackedLens wrote: »

its mostly ad-libbed stuff

i just need to come up with something for them to ad-lib about

Once in a hospital wing so dreary, wandered a child weak and weary,
[FONT=&quot]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse,” I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With a shot for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Dude,” said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Against the cold tiled floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Likely,” said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I wish just to live and have fun some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]More so with a name like “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even then he said “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Gamer,” I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Friend!” said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,” I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

Have them read that.

that is awesome as shit

i forget who wrote it though

Balefuego

CrackedLens wrote: »

I DONT WANT TO FUCKING HEAR ANYTHING ABOUT KIDZ BOP

my kid watches nickeloden every damn day and those shit ass kids are in every fucking commercial break

FUCK EM

here are some lyrics from that song, that you can hear a bunch of 10 year olds singing

Shawty wanna thug
Bottles in the club
Shawty wanna hump
You know I like to touch
Ya lovely lady lumps

DrZiplock

CrackedLens wrote: »

DrZiplock wrote: »

CrackedLens wrote: »

its mostly ad-libbed stuff

i just need to come up with something for them to ad-lib about

Once in a hospital wing so dreary, wandered a child weak and weary,
[FONT=&quot]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse,” I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With a shot for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Dude,” said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Against the cold tiled floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Likely,” said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I wish just to live and have fun some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]More so with a name like “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even then he said “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Gamer,” I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Friend!” said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,” I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

Have them read that.

that is awesome as shit

i forget who wrote it though

That'd be me.

Balefuego

Oh my god Zip

you have no idea how much I love The Raven

CrackedLens

DrZiplock wrote: »

CrackedLens wrote: »

DrZiplock wrote: »

CrackedLens wrote: »

its mostly ad-libbed stuff

i just need to come up with something for them to ad-lib about

Once in a hospital wing so dreary, wandered a child weak and weary,
[FONT=&quot]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse,” I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]With a shot for me and nothing more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Dude,” said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Against the cold tiled floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Likely,” said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]I wish just to live and have fun some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]More so with a name like “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Even then he said “Play some more.”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Gamer,” I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Friend!” said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,” I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!”[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!”[/FONT]

[FONT=&quot]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT=&quot]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!”[/FONT]

Have them read that.

that is awesome as shit

i forget who wrote it though

That'd be me.

no shit? i thought i remember seeing it before you debuted on the scene

it still is fucking glorious dude

CrackedLens

phew

finally done with that

ill print and bind them tomorrow

now i need to work on these scrolls

Theidar

Hey Dr. Ziplock, what's your feelings on El Serrano?

Evander

So guys, I might have a potentially fatal skin rash called Stevens-Johnson Syndrome.

But if I don't, or if I survive long enough, I still intend to come to the meet-up (it's non-communicable, AFAIK.)

Theidar

Oh fuck, that is nasty shit.

CrackedLens

quit rolling around with dudes named Steven and Johnson

Hunter

CrackedLens wrote: »

quit rolling around with dudes named Steven and Johnson

Fuck you man, he's a burly jewish manimal in the sack.

DrZiplock

Evander.... you're serious?

My jaw just dropped reading that.

I had that a long time ago. Really really bad. Like, they brought in a priest to give me my last rights, kinda bad.

My god man, I hope you don't have it. I wouldn't wish it on anyone.

Balefuego

holy shit

Hunter

I just read about that condition and all I can say is HOLY FUCKING SHIT! Evander is turning into the undead now. Great.

DrZiplock

Theidar wrote: »

Hey Dr. Ziplock, what's your feelings on El Serrano?

Oddly enough, I have never been.

However, one of my friends here swears by it. Absolutly love the place and keeps saying that we have to go. I have yet to, but I'll keep you posted when I finally do.

Maybe I'll take the lady out next week.

I've never done peruvian food, so I just wanted to do with someone who is versed.

Balefuego

what is El Serrano

Theidar

Its very nice, food is good, but its a little more expensive. My wife and I would go there for special dinners occasionally.