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For your insolence, I condemn you to...
Suffer the Fate of a Thousand Bees! (Before they go extinct)
Sing the song of ketchup, Lathered on the rye! Sing the song of candy, Floating through the sky! Sing the song of lanyards, Lacing in the vortex! Sing the song of brainstorms, Howling in the cortex!
Blue skin always cracks me up. In 1986, while vacationing in the Netherlands, I contracted a bad case of Smurf Fever. They had to sequester me in a special blue-free environment for the better part of a month.
I think that was a grea ttrick to play on the future person. What has future Me everdone for Now Me except use all the thng I make and purchase. Future Me eats the food Now Me buys, mess up the bed that Now Me made and takes credit for the work Now Me does.
And do I even get a card from Future Me saying "thanks" No! Damn Future Me all to heck for being so thoughtless.
Hey, THANKS Gyrobo!!!
This post just reminded me that I need ketchup from the grocery store!!!
That's exactly what I was going for.
We have a totally huge bottle of ketchup in the cupboard.
smtgnyqd
As I don't have a ketchup related comment I just say, That's a freak'n great pic. The shoe in particular made me chuckle.
That's an ivy league loafer.
Naturally, ivy is home to many weird and wonderful creatures.
I've heard of Shoe Tongue, but this is rediculous.
xbhubvt
I'll bring the mustard.
A league is 18228 feet... that's a lot of loafers.
Boots bought in bulk boost benefits, but loafers lined lopsided 'long a league? Duly denotes a disaster, I daresay!
We can put the ketchup & mustard on a filet of sole with side dishes, to boot!!!
I hope I'm not over-stepping my bounds, here?!
I don't understand why everyone is mentioning ketchup, but yes, that would be acceptable.
Don't play innocent Gyrobo! You know very well why everyone is mentioning Ketchup.
mustard..
There... I have diffused the crisis.
The cold war is over. Let us live in peace. And stop throwing your garbage over the fence!
i dont have any ketchup!
quick, what should i do?
You must sing!
Sing the song of ketchup,
Lathered on the rye!
Sing the song of candy,
Floating through the sky!
Sing the song of lanyards,
Lacing in the vortex!
Sing the song of brainstorms,
Howling in the cortex!
Is that what those things called? I just thought it was a lazy way to write "and"
other then that I have no clue as to what is going on.
Do all you people have autism or something? (not that's there's anything wrong with that)
No, but we do regularly enjoy punk rock.
Seriously, if we were autistic, the art would be much better.
Jin, have you tried that purple Ketchup that Heinz made in conjunction with the movie Shrek? I just want to know if it tasted differently.
Purple ketchup must taste like GRAPE!
Gyrobo will know...
if not, we'll get HIM to taste it!
(Just in case it's yucky...
robots don't mind you know.)
BTW Gyrobo...I didn't click your button today. I've restrained myself, finally!
(Although I'm having trouble typing through all this duct tape...)
:-S
What's so unusual about having an ambersand in your name? I mean at least he didn't have sand in his amber.
Blue skin always cracks me up. In 1986, while vacationing in the Netherlands, I contracted a bad case of Smurf Fever. They had to sequester me in a special blue-free environment for the better part of a month.
Oh yeah, and Fakiegrind must die!
Ach! Zee Flatlander is become evil!
That was my job, you know. Viceroy of the Armada Automata. Then our plans went to seed, so we could finance the Fantastic Energy Sphere...
Where did it all go so wrong?
I'm imagining somewhere between 'Ach!' and 'Sphere'.
I think that was a grea ttrick to play on the future person. What has future Me everdone for Now Me except use all the thng I make and purchase. Future Me eats the food Now Me buys, mess up the bed that Now Me made and takes credit for the work Now Me does.
And do I even get a card from Future Me saying "thanks" No! Damn Future Me all to heck for being so thoughtless.
Hey Gyro!
Miss you.
Wow... it's been almost a week. We must get a new post up soon, lest the mystical energies of the void consume us.