since NONE of the threadsin the dumpster are keeping a steady topic do to like a handful of us (yes i admit im one) posting for hours a day in the dumpster, im giving this shot to make your own random topics in the thread.
so throw yer random shit here (since ya gotta put it somewhere)
examples of random tangents:
spaceballs or robinhood:men in thights? (i say rh:mit..........)

does the Fox new network strike you as a contridiction of terms? (yes)

is big top pee wee not one of the greatest flicks on earth? (yes)

for a goth group, we are about the most cheery ungoths on earth on this board. i break from my "the world is a rotting pool of maggotcovershit and skin slippage promotes anal sex" mode to post here.......lol.
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your loving saviour,
the JunkieChrist

randomness?

Ibbie has cooties.

I am alergic to Strawberries.

When I was at the unsatisfied show at Ivey's I saw one of the 45 year old trucker types wearing a girls baby T from Hot Topic that said "I Rock!" It was barely streached over his beer gut... it was gross.

RANDOM, WHEE!

there is a small child in my lap. she is the cutest thing in the entire world. we are opening 2 Fast 2 Furious this weekend, and are required to have midnight showings, and I am pissed about this. i need a new cell phone. I finally found new steel balls for my tongue stud, and have removed the acrylic bits that were driving me insane by falling off at least twice a day. This makes me happy! I am having a thin day. Life is good.

things it would never occur to anyone to say unless you have a child:

Get your mouth off the gas pipe.

It is not polite to beat Daddy with your magic wand.

Your animal cracker does not belong in the soap cup in the dishwasher.

Bug, you have pasta in your hair.

Your 'too-too tights' do not belong in your teapot.

You may not have a mouse for dinner. We don't have any. Nor may you have an owl. We're out of those, too.

I was eating dinner with Ibbie and my ex fiance's parents walked into the restraiunt... *insert awkward moment here*

Will we ever have another anime or BBC night?

Why is my lovelife doomed from the start?

Well Jim ever find out that Darcy is sleeping with Ken, or is it all just some plot for Cassy to take over her ex-husbands stepfather who's in a coma's business?

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Just who are all these people anyways?

So are we going to do a pirate raid to Atlanta/Columbia/ Raleigh?

And now... the Safety Dance Smiley!!

Supply List:

• 2 Rolls Duct Tape
• 1 Sturdy Wooden Chair
• 4 Feet of 3/4 inch Plumbing Pipe
• 1 Doorway with Wood Frame
• 2 3 1/2 inch nails
• 1 Hammer
• 1 Double Barreled 12 guage Shotgun
• 1 Person You Don't Like

Instructions:

Abduct the Person You Don't Like using the Shotgun. Force them to sit in the Chair and use one and a half Rolls of Duct Tape to bind them securely to the Chair. Make sure the only part of the Person You Don't Like that can move is their head. Drive each Nail 1 inch into the Doorframe at the eye level of the Person You Don't Like. Insert the Plumbing Pipe through the trigger guard of the Shotgun and place the Plumbing Pipe on the two Nails. Bend the remaining exposed portion of Nail up over the Plumbing Pipe on each side of the Doorframe. Place the barrel of the Shotgun into the Person You Don't Like's mouth, and use the remaining Duct Tape to secure the barrel. Leave the Person You Don't Like. Do not come back.
At this point the Person You Don't Like should only have two options. Remain perfectly still and hope to be rescued, or move their head and blow their brains out. After a few hours (or days), their minds will snap, and they will jerk their head back... and hear a click. Please note there are no Shotgun Shells on the supply list.

Nemesis wrote:I really hate it when you're at someone elses house(no matter who's house it is) and you've take a gigantic dump, you know the kind that is strong enough to set off the smoke alarm... and then realize that there's no toilet paper... So you search the bathroom, looking in all of the 'Obvious' places where toilet paper might be kept... and nothing...So ya gotta bite the bullet and send your voice wofting down the hallway "Hey...! Can someone please bring me some Shit Tickets!" That just plain sucks...

SHIT TICKETS??
THATS INTENSE...

how does my body hold its metric weight in beer?
oh wait, i piss alot.....

junkie christ wrote:how does my body hold its metric weight in beer?
oh wait, i piss alot.....

I was about to say: The same way mine held Spam's metric weight...

hehehe.. you know that was almost cute enough to forgive you for the "your so gay" link....


Almost.

how to kill three hours: play name that theme!

my favorite
ahh the joy
my favorite alien

or just burn all your brain cells:

tvland
tvcream
tvthemes