My town, Young, is named for the first settler to be settled into this area: he'd breed women and cut the children out of their wombs.
Ha, no. It's named for the first mayor or whatever.
Come sail your ships around me, and burn your bridges down.@Mr Mallard: Same state.
The road goes ever on. -TolkienIndeed.
Come sail your ships around me, and burn your bridges down.http://www.snopes.com/holidays/christmas/humor/check.asp
Anyone heard of this one?
The road goes ever on. -TolkienCan I just point out that the lack of capitalization in the thread's title makes me very uncomfortable :V
And no, I hadn't.
Just imagine Dave Strider created the thread and it makes it better.
and then they fricked in the booty... Wow. It does.
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and then they fricked in the booty(Sound of ice shifting and cracking, as on a glacier)
And then... AND THEN!
There are... CONSPIRACY THEORISTS!
No wait... those are real...
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousThere was this father who left his family on a business trip in early December. When he got to the hotel where he was supposed to be in a conference, he didn't find anyone there. Asking the receptionist, he found out it had been cancelled and decides to go home and surprise his family. He drove home that same night and bought a Santa suit, thinking that it would be a great idea to climb up the chimney.
All this time, his family thinks Dad must be on his trip and are very surprised when the living room is suddenly filled with smoke. This only increases when it continues to be filled with smoke through the whole week while it gets closer and closer to Christmas. They are very family-oriented, so they invite some relatives to stay, thinking Dad will be happy to see everyone.
Finally, three days before Christmas Eve, when the extended family is sitting around the TV and talking in the living room, the mother pushes a wooden beam away from the fireplace, and everyone sees what had been clogging it up- the father in his Santa suit!
edited 23rd Apr '13 5:19:27 PM by MorwenEdhelwen
The road goes ever on. -TolkienI think I've heard of that happening to an attempted thief, too.
edited 23rd Apr '13 11:15:27 PM by SimplyWhatever
whateverThat has happened to more burglars than fathers!
edited 24th Apr '13 3:46:01 AM by MorwenEdhelwen
The road goes ever on. -TolkienOh cool, I've seen Gremlins too.
Of course, don't you know anything about ALCHEMY?!- Twin clones of Ivan the Greatany ghost based urban legends?.
There was a ghost and she scared people the end
my drawing blog ya'll UPDATES 10 TIMES A MONTH WOW, THIS IS STRAIGHT UP MUH SOGGY KNEEI heard she haunts forum threads.
edited 24th Apr '13 9:55:58 AM by Ultimatum
New theme music also a boxOoooooooooooooh
"It's so hard to be humble, knowing how great I am."@werewolf: Black Aggie.
The road goes ever on. -Tolkien
'click'
In the Heaths, close to Emmen, two giants lived in a burrow in a hill. They robbed travelers, and murdered them. No-body could fight them, because they were to strong. Their names were Ellert and Brammert.
One day, they kidnapped a pretty girl. Brammert, the son, loved her at first sight, and took her as his wife. They let her larbor hard in their burrow, and she was very unhappy.
She wanted to escape, but there was no way to run. If she would run off, the giants would catch her before she would have left the heaths. So she wrought a plan.
She seduced Ellert, the father. He started to tell her all kinds of secrets, about the Heaths, about what Ellert and Brammert had done. But none of this helped her any further. Finally, she found out that a key was hidden in the burrow, that opened a door in an other hill, where the giants kept their loot. She searched for it when Ellert and Brammert were away, but she couldn't find it.
One day, she saw how Ellert took the key from under a stone in the burrow. She hid before he could see her. That night, she took the key herself, and moved all the loot from the hole, and threw it into a pond.
The next day, Brammert came home in an awful rage. He accused Ellert of stealing the loot. Ellert denied this, and they started to fight. Ellert killed his son. But he was tired and wounded, and sunk to the ground.
The girl took her chance, and killed Ellert with a kitchen knife. She packed as much food as she could carry, and went home.
This is why a village is still called Ellertsveld.