Your left index finger is a 44 magnum revolver and it went off when you started reading this sentence. What damage was done?
I'm gonna need a new phone...and keyboard...and dog
Great, I broke my computer.
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseYeah. I just blew a hole in my laptop's trackpad.
"Yup. That tasted purple."I just blew up my balls.
Fear the cinnamon sugar swirl. By the Gods, fear it, Laurence.There's another hole in my wall (different wall) up near the ceiling. This time I missed my face by about an inch. So big-time burns on my right cheekbone.
...if you don’t love you’re dead, and if you do, they’ll kill you for it.Well, I'm dead.
SHOT THROUGH THE HEART
And you're to bla—
...Er, I mean, I'm dead.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019AH! My thorax!
edited 29th Dec '13 9:31:58 PM by BaconManiac5000
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseWell, there goes a chunk of my left leg...
Didn't need that anyways.
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousWelp, there goes my CPU.
It's one thing to make a spectacle. It's another to make a difference.Shot my neck wide open.
"Monsters are tragic beings. They are born too tall, too strong, too heavy. They are not evil by choice. That is their tragedy."Ow, my ear!
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseI broke my wireless mouse, and put a hole in the floor.
There are 10 types of people in this world: those who understand binary, and those who don't.Aaand there goes the furnace.
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousOh, look. I'm dead.
i just want to sell out my funeralI just kinda chipped off a tiny bit of skin on my neck. Probably not fatal. And probably broke the air conditioner or one of my Disney posters.
Hyperforce Go! http://vmkid.me/Well, there go my balls.
what do you mean I didn't win, I ate more wet t-shirts than anyone elseLooks like I can kiss my thumb and right leg goodbye.
It's one thing to make a spectacle. It's another to make a difference.Blew off my other index finger, likely embedding the fragments in the side of the bed.
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019 Time for a new mouse...
and a computer.
Wrong Finger.
Well, new computer anyways. and a new leg.
edited 12th Feb '14 2:45:44 PM by OmegaShadowcry
"The Stick has sentimental value. It's like an enormous, hideous teddy bear we can kill things with." -rikalousOh no time for a new jaw and brain-case but it won't matter because I'm dead and
ha ha ha, just kidding. Your pathetic, rudimentary kinetic-based weaponry can't harm me, you insipid apes.
War is God.Aw man... The lightbulb broke on me...
ppppppppfeiufiofuiorjfadkfbnjkdflaosigjbkghuiafjkldjnbaghkdI really don't need these soda cans...
I now go by Graf von Tirol.My foot was useless anyway...
ppppppppfeiufiofuiorjfadkfbnjkdflaosigjbkghuiafjkldjnbaghkdEw... I'm not putting on any rubber that's designed for old people....
oh.
I guess I'll need a new keyboard since it's full of cu- I mean gray matter.
War is God.
Just shot my thumb off.
It's one thing to make a spectacle. It's another to make a difference.