LEGENDARY GALE
"And there is the WD, running around with jarfuls of spiders and a bunch of frogs with explosive diarrhea."
"STAY BACK FIEND! THE POWER OF WASHINGTON COMPELS YOU!"
but HOW?
Hey there! Having fun?
"Now, remember; those are the views of the people that were in the Bay Shore Shopping Center last Wednesday [January 24, 1979], and they're talking about a program that you're watching now, live, for the first time anywhere. Even the ones that claim to have seen it. Makes you wonder about the value of criticism, doesn't it?"
—Ian Fingler, premiere episode of ''You Can't Do That on Television, concerning a montage of interviews asking what people thought about the then-yet-to-be-filmed show
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I grew up with that CD, and I ALWAYS thought that song was ridiculous
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edited 24th Aug '15 7:57:48 AM by BaffleBlend
"It's liberating, realizing you never need to be competent." — Ultimatepheer
[GRAVITY BOMB]
"Where do you go when your name is already Staff Sgt. Max fucking Fightmaster?
Oh, wait, there you go. Just make 'Fucking' an official part of the name. We think it's almost impossible to say the name without it anyway." -some Cracked article
"I, Exdeath, have disguised my self as a splinter, waiting for this very moment!" -Exdeath, 1992
Still just awesome like that
"It's two gay space rocks fused into one gay space rock singing about how proud it is to be a gay space rock."
—a comment on a song from Steven Universe
Insert witty 'n clever quip here.
A really catchy song, at that
Causing freakouts over sourcing since 2018
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edited 1st Sep '15 4:13:05 AM by Krieger22
I have disagreed with her a lot, but comparing her to republicans and propagandists of dictatorships is really low. - An idiot
Mweheheh
Paleontologist Donald Prothero's review of Blackfish.
edited 1st Sep '15 5:12:44 AM by Spinosegnosaurus77
Peace is the only battle worth waging.
Bloody Fossil
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Japanese honeybees kill hornets by enclosing them in a ball of bees, and then shaking so fast and generating so much heat that they cook the hornet at 115°F.edited 11th Oct '15 10:30:41 PM by Blueeyedrat
Officially intimidated
A man with new ideas will be called crazy until those ideas start triumphing - Marcelo Bielsa
135 - 169 - 273 - 191 - 188 - 230 - 300
Causing freakouts over sourcing since 2018
From the US Politics thread:
Yeah I guess that is one bad aspect.
A high priced call girl just stole all your money and left you naked tied to a bed, the cops with body cameras are knocking on your door. What do you do, Go!]]
edited 13th Oct '15 5:54:16 AM by Krieger22
I have disagreed with her a lot, but comparing her to republicans and propagandists of dictatorships is really low. - An idiot
Hot-blooded Catholic Space Nazi
Breaking Bad by Mike:
“You know what? Even if we go in with masks we’ll be leaving two witnesses, bottom line. Bottom line, I have done this long enough to know that there are two kinds of heist. Those with the guys that get away with it and those who leave witnesses.”
Just happened now, this time I said it.
"My life is a walking soap opera."
edited 9th Nov '15 5:28:00 AM by Victor_Skye
"In the grim darkness of the future, there is only war."
My Dad:
"2/70 AC: Both windows down 70 mph."
Causing freakouts over sourcing since 2018
KING: …`Now the king drinks to Hamlet.’ Come, begin, And you the judges, bear a wary eye.
Trumpets sound. HAMLET and LAERTES take their stations
HAMLET: Come on, sir.
LAERTES: Come, my lord.
Enter FRED, DAPHNE, VELMA, SHAGGY, AND SCOOBY
DAPHNE: Wait!
SHAGGY: Stop the fight!
HAMLET and LAERTES put up their foils
KING: I like this not. Say wherefore you do speak?
FRED: Good lord, I pray thee, let thy anger wait.
For we, in seeking clues, have found the truth
Behind the strange events of latter days.
VELMA: The first clue came from Elsinore’s high walls,
Where, so said Hamlet, Hamlet’s ghost did walk.
Yet though the elder Hamlet met his death,
And perforce hath been buried in the ground,
‘Tis yet true one would not expect a ghost
To carry mud upon his spectral boots.
Yet mud didst Shaggy and his faithful hound
Espy, with footprints leading to a drop.
This might, at first, indeed bespeak a ghost…
Until, when I did seek for other answers,
I found a great, wide cloth of deepest black
Discarded in the moat of Elsinore.
'Tis clear, the “ghost” used this to slow his fall
While darkness rendered him invisible.
FRED: The second clue we found, my lord, was this.
KING: It seems to me a portrait of my brother
In staine’d glass, that sunlight may shine through.
FRED: But see, my lord, when placed before a lantern–
KING: My brother’s ghost!
HAMLET: My father!
VELMA: Nay, his image.
FRED: In sooth, that image caught the Prince’s eye
When he went to confront his lady mother.
Nor did his sword pierce poor Polonius.
For Hamlet’s blade did mark the castle wall
Behind the rent made in the tapestry.
Polonius was murdered by another.
The knife which killed him entered from behind.
LAERTES: But who?
FRED: Indeed my lords, that you shall see.
HAMLET: And if this ghost was naught but light and air,
Then what of that which I did touch and speak to?
The GHOST enters.
GHOST: Indeed, my son.
SHAGGY: Zoinks!
DAPHNE: Jenkies!
GHOST: Mark them not. Thou hast neglected duty far too long.
Shall this, my murderer, live on unharmed?
Must I remain forever unavenged?
SCOOBY and SHAGGY run away from the GHOST. SCOOBY, looking backward, runs into a tapestry, tearing it down. As a result, tapestries around the walls collapse, one surrounding the GHOST.
GHOST: What?
FRED: Good Osric, pray restrain that “ghost”,
That we may reach the bottom of the matter.
Now let us see who truly walked tonight.
FRED removes the helm and the disguise from the GHOST’S face.
ALL: Tis Fortinbras!
FRED: The valiant prince of Norway!
FORTINBRAS: Indeed it is, and curses on you all!
This Hamlet’s father brought my own to death,
And cost me all my rightful heritage.
And so I killed this king, and hoped his son
Would prove no obstacle to Norway’s crown.
Then Claudius bethought himself the killer
(As if one might be poisoned through the ear!)
The brother, not the son, took Denmark’s throne,
And held to Norway with a tighter grip.
I swore an end to Denmark’s royal house.
I spoke to Hamlet of his uncle’s crimes.
Then killed Polonius to spark Laertes.
This day, with poison’s aid, all might have died,
And Denmark might have come to me as well
As my beloved Norway and revenge.
My scheme blinded them all, as if by fog
But for these medd'ling kids and this their dog.
KING: The villain stands confessed. Now let us go.
For much remains to us to be discussed.
And suitable reward must needs be found
For these, our young detectives and their hound.
Our Favorite Cowgirl, er, Mare
Here's one I saw today:
"Call me crazy, but I love to see people happy and succeeding. Life is a journey, not a competition."
I like to keep my audience riveted.
Got one today from a guy.
DEMONS OF NAZAERFLED! I COMMAND YOU HELLSPAWN TO CALL UPON THY WICKEDNESS to convert these png. files to jpg. files.
The fact that only 140 characters are allowed here is honestly so disappointing to me.
"Nobody is as beautiful as their Facebook pic or as ugly as their ID."
Worldbuilding is fun, writing is a chore
M0rbidPr0phet's The Wall
"If you're given a button to blow up the world... Eventually, you're gonna press it!"
She/her/herself c:
Having a good time!
@Blueyedrat: At least it wasn't Old Man Jenkins again.
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“Technically, I suppose it must be included, but a song about rodentia sex? How did that ever get written?”
—from a review of History: America’s Greatest Hits
Confirmed Bachelors: the dramedy hit of 1883!