LaMalinche
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I also want to complain about people who cannot deciede which band-wagon to jump on. . . do they want to be on the mud-flinging bandwagon, the whiner band-wagon, the I cannot write a coherent sentence band-wagon, or the adding a 2.0 to the end of my name band-wagon? And for those of you on the 'I cannot write a coherent sentence to save my life' band-wagon: You are the same arseholes who think that not having been to college gives you some sort of leverage in a battle of wits. ***NEWS FLASH*** Well, it does not, it just makes you seem like a pathetic boob. Pick a band-wagon already. Deep within a forest, a little turtle began to climb a tree. After hours of effort, he reached the top, jumped into the air waving his front legs and crashed to the ground. After recovering, he slowly climbed the tree again, jumped, and fell to the ground. The turtle tried again and again, while a couple of birds sitting on a branch watched his sad efforts. Finally, the female bird turned to her mate. "Dear," she chirped, "I think it's time to tell him he's adopted."
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Over the centuries, mankind has tried many ways of combating the forces of evil... prayer, fasting, good works and so on. Up until Doom, no one seemed to have thought about the double-barrel shotgun. Eat leaden death, demon...
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