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".
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.
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
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="]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse,†I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT="]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT="]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT="]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]With a shot for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Dude,†said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Against the cold tiled floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT="]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]
[FONT="]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT="]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Likely,†said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT="]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish just to live and have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT="]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT="]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT="]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT="]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]More so with a name like “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT="]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT="]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT="]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT="]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even then he said “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT="]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Gamer,†I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT="]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT="]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Friend!†said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT="]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,†I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT="]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT="]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT="]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT="]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
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="]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse,†I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT="]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT="]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT="]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]With a shot for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Dude,†said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Against the cold tiled floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT="]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]
[FONT="]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT="]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Likely,†said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT="]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish just to live and have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT="]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT="]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT="]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT="]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]More so with a name like “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT="]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT="]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT="]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT="]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even then he said “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT="]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Gamer,†I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT="]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT="]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Friend!†said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT="]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,†I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT="]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT="]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT="]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT="]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
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="]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse,†I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT="]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT="]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT="]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]With a shot for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Dude,†said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Against the cold tiled floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT="]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]
[FONT="]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT="]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Likely,†said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT="]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish just to live and have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT="]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT="]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT="]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT="]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]More so with a name like “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT="]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT="]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT="]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT="]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even then he said “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT="]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Gamer,†I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT="]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT="]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Friend!†said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT="]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,†I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT="]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT="]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT="]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT="]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
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="]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse,†I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT="]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT="]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT="]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]With a shot for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Dude,†said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Against the cold tiled floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT="]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]
[FONT="]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT="]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Likely,†said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT="]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish just to live and have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT="]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT="]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT="]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT="]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]More so with a name like “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT="]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT="]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT="]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT="]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even then he said “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT="]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Gamer,†I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT="]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT="]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Friend!†said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT="]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,†I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT="]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT="]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT="]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT="]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/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
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.
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Why would you shit in a barrel?
Are you a peasant?
Some kind of savage?
Hello Computer
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".
Best stuff in town.
-10 is taco bell
0 is the dumpster behind chipotle
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
"We're gonna knock out muscular dystrophy just like HBK knocks out John Cena... With some Sweet Chin Music!"
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.
He's tuning up the band!
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
i just need to come up with something for them to ad-lib about
[FONT="]Shuffling my feet against the cold tile floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]While I plodded, my cancer trapping, suddenly there came a tapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As of people softly clapping, clapping from an internet full of lore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse,†I muttered, “clapping from somewhere on the floor –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Probably with shots for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish I didn’t have to remember that I’d been sick since last November,[/FONT]
[FONT="]With each treatment causing me to wretch upon the floor.[/FONT]
[FONT="]I’ve always wished for a better tomorrow; - like a fool looking to borrow[/FONT]
[FONT="]Games to ease my sorrow – always the urge to play some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]The flash of pixels and sounds of fun haunt me to my very core-[/FONT]
[FONT="]It’s ok, I’ll just walk some more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the sad fact that this disease leaves me hurting[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scares me – filling me with terror I have never felt before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]And now to stop my stomach churning, I stood bleating,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“It’s some nurse walking down the floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Some 3rd shift nurse walking down my floor-[/FONT]
[FONT="]With a shot for me and nothing more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Slowly I felt stronger, wanting to hurl no longer,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Dude,†said I, “or lady, I’m sorry but I can’t ignore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]That I was napping but then I heard your feet clapping,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Against the cold tiled floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]As I turned the corner, [/FONT]
[FONT="]There was silence there and nothing more [/FONT]
[FONT="]Into that darkness my heart began fearing, while my face was tearing,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Doubting, dreaming and screaming these were nightmares that I’ve had before;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token,[/FONT]
[FONT="]The only thing spoken were the whispered words, “I just want to have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]This I croaked out and from the silence echoed back, “Game more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Merely this and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]For my own bed I was yearning, this damned cancer in me burning,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Again I heard that quiet clapping somewhat louder than before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Likely,†said I, “likely it’s just the sound of the wind outside:[/FONT]
[FONT="]Let me see then what this is and this mystery explore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]My cancer let me forget a moment and to the darkness implore[/FONT]
[FONT="]I wish just to live and have fun some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Now is when I ripped open the shutter and I felt my heart stutter,[/FONT]
[FONT="]In stepped a smiling Gamer, from a place on the internet spoken of in lore;[/FONT]
[FONT="]He was a scrawny bloke, and not a leet speak was spoke,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But parkoured his way above my chamber door- [/FONT]
[FONT="]Perched upon the portrait of Khoo just above my chamber door.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Sat and stared and nothing more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]This lanky gamer worked my sad face into smiling,[/FONT]
[FONT="]But remembering my grave condition I caught myself and swore.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Though your head is close to shaven, I really did expect a raven,[/FONT]
[FONT="]One like the kind in Poe which I read just the night before.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tell me what your name is so that I may be sure.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Quoth the Gamer, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Much I stared at this wiry fellow who was in no way ungainly,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Thought his words began to hold meaning – he was quite a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]For this is to be said that a gamer is an odd living being[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even odder still crouched above my chamber door-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Regardless of if he was sitting upon my picture of Khoo, the man whore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]More so with a name like “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]But the Gamer, in no way lonely, spoke only[/FONT]
[FONT="]Those few words as if good from his heart he did outpour.[/FONT]
[FONT="]Nothing more did he utter, just a silent resolve that did not flutter –[/FONT]
[FONT="]Till I barely more than muttered, “other groups have made that promise before-[/FONT]
[FONT="]Tomorrow you will leave me, and my hopes will be dashed upon the floor.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]The Gamer only said, “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Scared by those words so clearly spoken,[/FONT]
[FONT="]“You’ve said these things to thousands of kids before,[/FONT]
[FONT="]We who have bodies that play master and who have illness that leads to disaster,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Leading us down a dark path from where we can see the light no more.[/FONT]
[FONT="]In these walls our hope fails and the drone of machines becomes a bore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]You are not the first to say ‘Play some more’.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet the Gamer still sat smiling, [/FONT]
[FONT="]So I wheeled my IV over to the Gamer, Khoo, and door;[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then to fight back tears, I found myself blinking[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each salty drop falling to the floor[/FONT]
[FONT="]How could this Gamer, clad in black, take on such a monumental chore?[/FONT]
[FONT="]Even then he said “Play some more.â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were no emotions that I wasn’t expressing, yet here I sat guessing.[/FONT]
[FONT="]My eyes burned as I felt myself fall upon the floor;[/FONT]
[FONT="]There were visions of gamers reclining, and then others of gamers dining[/FONT]
[FONT="]Bidding on goods brought to stage on cushion’s velvet lining that the LEDs gloated o’er,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spending money on things on the cushion’s velvet lining with the LEDs gloating o’er.[/FONT]
[FONT="]A short bald man calling, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Then the air grew denser as Jack Thompson began to censor,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yet this Gamer cast a glance that shook Jack to his very core.[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Gamer,†I cried, “the flesh inside me dies, but I’m sure that angels have sent thee[/FONT]
[FONT="]If you are the angel that has sent me dreams of playing once more[/FONT]
[FONT="]Oh, stranger, would you have me sit and game upon this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Yelled back the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Friend!†said I, “thing of hope, stranger still regardless…[/FONT]
[FONT="]Whether Heaven sent or whether here upon your own noble chore,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Donate all that you can and let my wish be granted[/FONT]
[FONT="]Not just to me but for the other children on this floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Shouted the Gamer, smiling, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]“Be that a sign that you are friend!,†I screamed, upstarting- [/FONT]
[FONT="]“Spread the word to one and all of your task and chore![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no hospital in peace, replace all the toys that are now broken![/FONT]
[FONT="]Leave no child without a smile, go perch upon every door![/FONT]
[FONT="]You have healed my heart, and I shall spread the news to every floor!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]Laughed the Gamer, “Play some more!â€[/FONT]
[FONT="]And the Gamer, never resting, still is gathering[/FONT]
[FONT="]Spreading hope and fun without having to keep score;[/FONT]
[FONT="]His and all eyes gleaming, their smiles beaming to help children dreaming,[/FONT]
[FONT="]As they all set out upon this worthy chore[/FONT]
[FONT="]Our souls lifted by all the games that have been gifted,[/FONT]
[FONT="]Each Gamer proclaiming, “PLAY SOME MORE!â€[/FONT]
Have them read that.
my kid watches nickeloden every damn day and those shit ass kids are in every fucking commercial break
FUCK EM
that is awesome as shit
i forget who wrote it though
here are some lyrics from that song, that you can hear a bunch of 10 year olds singing
That'd be me.
you have no idea how much I love The Raven
no shit? i thought i remember seeing it before you debuted on the scene
it still is fucking glorious dude
finally done with that
ill print and bind them tomorrow
now i need to work on these scrolls
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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.)
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Fuck you man, he's a burly jewish manimal in the sack.
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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.
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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.
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Behold the annhilation of the extraterrestrial and the rise of the machines.
Hail Satan!
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