Hey! Just because I'm a lurker doesn't mean I'm a stalker.
Now if you'll excuse me, I need to go to buy some more chloroform and rope.
Third cousin, once removed.
But I came back. :D
Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.So, then what am I?
oddlyA new babby, Atticus.
"Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person that doesn't get it."I am a hackneyed old meme?
>:O
oddlyYes! Now go be insignificant elsewhere.
"Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person that doesn't get it."=;_;=
oddly*Holds babby* There, there... I've planned for this:
1) Raise babby until age 5
2) Send babby to live with wolves/mad scientist/Charles Xavier
3) Watch as babby saves/takes over the world.
I'M ADOPTING KARL AS MY UNCLE.
Fo'sho.
And you shall be my favorite nephew.
I mean, except for my favorite nephew in real life, of course. He's going to be a professional athlete and give me lots of money!
Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.Yay!
Karl is my uncle.
You're going to be the cool one that takes me bowling all the time and gives me €50 every Christmas, right?
Totally. We can, like, go fishing and stuff too if you're in to that.
Give the world the best you have and you will get kicked in the teeth. Give the world the best you have anyway.Karl and Hopey are my brothers/cousins !
EDIT: Okay. Seems like it would be genetically impossible/squicky. So...Karl is my bro and Hopey my nephew/son ? :O
edited 5th Dec '11 1:19:45 PM by DhanaRagnarok
Look upon my R.O.U.S., ye mighty, and despair!Wait, no... you're my brother, Dhal.
...
This is going to get complex.
Meanwhile, I have run away, only to return and become re-adopted by someone else.
And still no-one knows whose kid I'm supposed to be.
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.Ani is the first person ever to be adopted by a registered corporation.
That is, NEWSCORP!
That's right! You are now the property of News Corporation!
Oh, being property of a company, that's not Big "NO!" worthy. Being the property of motherfucking NewsCorp? What the hell!
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.But you'd be forced to suffer the terror of sensationalist lies! Do you want that?
No!
Wait.
I'm a rat! I'll start a blog full of inside dirt!
This is the best adoption ever!
EDIT: Can I still come to your family get-togethers?
edited 5th Dec '11 2:09:32 PM by Aniventerie
Need a tall, brawny fella to come by and inspect your pickle? Perhaps I may be this fella.Uhhh, sure.
I'll put you down as my long-lost journalist cousin from South... New York.
Hopey you are my everything!
That awkward moment where Kyoro is one of Satan's Generals.
No, just stalkers.
"Sarchasm: The gulf between the author of sarcastic wit and the person that doesn't get it."