Wormsie

You can't have fun without DANCING. Dancing is all it takes to have a really good time.

Now we are talking.

Well, you want the good stuff, right? So I'd really recommend Ketamine. Who cares what it was originally meant for? You want to have fun, and to me this sounds quite fun: "[ketamine] puts him in a state where he is completely divorced from his body and is projected into some astral plane as pure consciousness. He says you could drag his body up and down the stairs while he is in this state and he would have no idea that this was happening. To him, doing K this way is as close as he can come to dying without dying, and it is always a beautiful, wondrous experience."

This thread absolutely, totally made my day. Which was my intention. Didn't achieve all my goals though. But I bet that eventually we get someone who tells about his/her crack/heroin usage when playing computer games.

I don't understand why people here seem to live in some kind of denial. Yes, I have downloaded "Sam and Max: Hit the Road", and got a pirated copy of Max Payne from my friend. And it's morally wrong. I'm a bad bad person.

PC!! "Oh golly, oh gosh! Hjyuck, hjyuck! That's right!" - Dinghy-Dog

So I still have a chance!! To play computer games isn't a hobby? And I read "military constipation". Darn. Fuck youse. Anyway, when I was drafted they showed us this video. I only saw the beginning of it, but it claimed in pink letters (get it, PINK!!) that "THE MILITARY IS A FUN PLACE!!" Oh my lord Jesus. You know, once I get access to a press, I'll make a huge poster with a picture of a dead solider and the words "THE MILITARY IS A FUN PLACE!!" accompanying it. Then I will spread it everywhere.

Just interested.

DÍSCLAÍMER! Due to a freak accident my original response to the message above made some sense. But to fully understand (!?!?!!) the whole thing, you have to know about this: That must be the WORST way ever. Unless your mother is a drag queen, of course. In which case... But coincidentally, I like Scissor Sister. A tad.

I hate chess. I have absolutely no sense of tactics. The few times I have played I have won, because I confuse the opponent.

True to my ways I asked for the address, and a couple of seconds later figured that it probably was info@doublefine dot com, and sent the mail promptly.

Yufster lied. What is Tim's email address?!?!

I hate Hitman. Tried it once.

Hey, you can be the Poll Master here if you want. I can send you a copy of the sacrifical altar I use here. And some of those herbs.

... May... ...I... ...call... ...my... ...lawyer...?

What is bonking? MiniKing!!

Wake From your sleep The drying of your tears Today we escape We escape Pack And get dressed Before your father hears us Before all hell breaks loose Breathe, keep breathing Don't lose your nerve Breathe, keep breathing I can't do this alone Sing us a song, a song to keep us warm There's such a chill, such a chill And You can laugh A spineless laugh We hope your rules and wisdom choke you And now we are one In everlasting peace We hope that you choke, that you choke We hope that you choke, that you choke We hope that you choke, that you choke

Trep's sig+avatar+custom user title look SO cool together. Man.

For a minute there I lost myself I lost myself Phew, for a minute there I lost myself I lost myself I lost myself I lost myself I lost myself I lost myself

Please could you stop the noise, I'm trying to get some rest From all the unborn chicken voices in my head What's that? What's that? When I am king you will be first against the wall With your opinion which is of no consequence at all What's that? What's that? Ambition makes you look pretty ugly Kicking and squealing gucci little piggy You don't remember You don't remember Why don't you remember my name? Off with his head, man Off with his head, man Why don't you remember my name? I guess he does Rain down Rain down Come on rain down On me From a great height From a great height Height Height That's it sir (Rain down) You're leaving The crackle of pig skin (Rain down) The dust and the screaming (Come on rain down on me) The yuppies networking The panic, the vomit (from a great height) The panic, the vomit (from a great height) God loves his children God loves his children, yeah

Of course I work here. Or rather, I don't work here, I non-work here. But practically it is the same as work, since all the other Idle Thumbs staffers don't work either, but claim that they work.

Eat cold steel. *kills Ginger* That doppelganger is now dead.