by pyscho i mean there was this cute girl and then she would open her mouth and start talking about how the chewacabra really does exist guys it seriously does goddammit it does!
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Tossrocktoo weird to livetoo rare to dieRegistered Userregular
edited February 2008
is that the demon spawn of Chewbacca and a Chupacabra?
i had a dream last night that i was back in high school and volyu was one of the students there, and i was introducing him to my friend, but i couldn't remember his name, and he told me it was 'jardy'. which, it is not.
7 01 am. i am debating on whether or not to go to work. my throat/lungs are killing me from coughing so much yesterday and breathing hurts. (i didn't go to work yesterday because of all the coughing and phlegming and general grossness.)
I mean, you can call me Volyu in person, its perfectly acceptable and I rather like it, but its odd how many people forget my name.
Even when they don't have something to fall back on. Tonight at a bar this dude was like "...Chris?" and I was like "Matt" and he was like "shit thats right."
Later on I gave a dollar to a dude who was running the jukebox and he didn't need it and the dude was like "hey Mike give Chris is dollar back"
I seriously had a dream where I was a kid again and a family acquaintance was molesting me.
I woke up and my ass hurt.
Mully stay home and call work and cough during the call also rasp and wheeze a lot. "Bhoss Ighhh khhant corrm een to whoooork...' 'Jesus Christ STAY HOME!'
I had a dream that I was driving a car. And I was talking to someone in the car with me, don't remember who. Then a fork in the road came up, one side lead to a mountain the other into the ocea. I said lets take
the shortcut and I drove into the water and my car turned into a boat. Then I got caught pulled out of the boat by a fishermans line. Then I was swimming in the water trying to find my boat and I had scuba gear on, and I got attacked by a purple and yellow octopus, so I was fight and then a red jumbo sized star fish latches onto my back and pulls me under.
A while back I had this crazy ass dream that was probably the result of intense anger toward the elderly for their shit driving habits.
I was at this movie theater when this advertisement came on for an awesome drink, and suddenly it appeared in my hand. Then I was walking drunk along the sidewalk, came across a bog, and lost my shoes in the mud. So there I am walking along barefoot on pavement and it starts to rain. Nothing is going my way except that drink.
Then this old-ass car makes a free right turn right in front of me as I try to cross a street at an intersection. Totally cuts me off, almost hits me, a real jackass. Its like a Model T type car, a Mongomery Burns car. It almost looks like a Nazi staff car. Anyway instead of just speeding around the corner and getting out of my way it takes the slowest turn you could ever imagine. Its crawling along at like a half mile an hour, taking a long ass time to get out of my way.
Finally I've had enough. I am drunk. I am barefoot. I am angry.
I walk up to the side of the car and who but I see driving but the Crypt Keeper, dressed as a bellman with a driving cap on. This, for some reason, puts me in a rage like nothing you can imagine. I punch through the glass and start punching the Crypt Keeper in the face over and over. Finally I grab him by the hair and pull his head off his body and drop-kick his skull through a window. The car rolls out of control down a steep hill, crashes into a gas station, and explodes.
Oh yeah, I worked at a gas station and I hated that place and wished, about a dozen times daily, that it would explode.
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she kinda disappeared after highschool
maybe they all disappear?
It's a god damn mystery to everyone but girls.
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yeah the second one whatever
but you get my point
Someday the Sliders will come take you to go visit them.
Damn, this gate is not squeaky, better leave.
Steam
I liked the one where everything was the same except everyone was naked
Psh. I come from a long line of heavy drinkers.
There's like a Pura filter in there or something
I'd say that was the worst episode ever.
Then came the next season where everyone either was dead or ended up in a rape camp forever or got merged into a hideous freak or died from cancer.
The saddest moment was when it showed that his dad had oiled the gate seconds prior to them arriving.
Man, fuckin' Sliders. What a great show.
Plus Kari Wuhrer was an absolutely babe.
is it because i am a weirdo
now I'm bored and eating oats with honey
7 01 am. i am debating on whether or not to go to work. my throat/lungs are killing me from coughing so much yesterday and breathing hurts. (i didn't go to work yesterday because of all the coughing and phlegming and general grossness.)
I mean, you can call me Volyu in person, its perfectly acceptable and I rather like it, but its odd how many people forget my name.
Even when they don't have something to fall back on. Tonight at a bar this dude was like "...Chris?" and I was like "Matt" and he was like "shit thats right."
Later on I gave a dollar to a dude who was running the jukebox and he didn't need it and the dude was like "hey Mike give Chris is dollar back"
I woke up and my ass hurt.
Mully stay home and call work and cough during the call also rasp and wheeze a lot. "Bhoss Ighhh khhant corrm een to whoooork...' 'Jesus Christ STAY HOME!'
Volucrisus Aedrius Matt
the shortcut and I drove into the water and my car turned into a boat. Then I got caught pulled out of the boat by a fishermans line. Then I was swimming in the water trying to find my boat and I had scuba gear on, and I got attacked by a purple and yellow octopus, so I was fight and then a red jumbo sized star fish latches onto my back and pulls me under.
Steam
I swear there is nothing as boring as other peoples dreams
I rather like it
I was at this movie theater when this advertisement came on for an awesome drink, and suddenly it appeared in my hand. Then I was walking drunk along the sidewalk, came across a bog, and lost my shoes in the mud. So there I am walking along barefoot on pavement and it starts to rain. Nothing is going my way except that drink.
Then this old-ass car makes a free right turn right in front of me as I try to cross a street at an intersection. Totally cuts me off, almost hits me, a real jackass. Its like a Model T type car, a Mongomery Burns car. It almost looks like a Nazi staff car. Anyway instead of just speeding around the corner and getting out of my way it takes the slowest turn you could ever imagine. Its crawling along at like a half mile an hour, taking a long ass time to get out of my way.
Finally I've had enough. I am drunk. I am barefoot. I am angry.
I walk up to the side of the car and who but I see driving but the Crypt Keeper, dressed as a bellman with a driving cap on. This, for some reason, puts me in a rage like nothing you can imagine. I punch through the glass and start punching the Crypt Keeper in the face over and over. Finally I grab him by the hair and pull his head off his body and drop-kick his skull through a window. The car rolls out of control down a steep hill, crashes into a gas station, and explodes.
Oh yeah, I worked at a gas station and I hated that place and wished, about a dozen times daily, that it would explode.
Size me up, guys. Am I crazy?
they ever put you in the simpsons they won't even need to change the skin colour
Volumetric?
All signs point to punch yourself in the cock.
But thats what you always say and its still bruised from last time.