Practicing the Art of Seduction by Cooking....
Orange Soda is a huge part of my life...
My dog Poopie Bear....
My cat Mr. Meowerton...
Road Trips....
Sneezing...
hunting for ghosts...
Red Rover....
Top Ramen...
Adult Swim...
Remote Control Cars....
Cops...
Conan O Brien...
Skittles...
Mr Pibb Extra...
Smash Bros....
Death Hikes...
Cold Rooms...
Drinking...
Car geeks...
Camping...
"Bob"...
Being Upside Down....
The faint smell of gasoline...
The smell of air being let out of a bike tire...
Robots...
Poisonous Mushrooms...
Riding my motorcycle...
Forensic Files...
The word "Smash"...
Poker....
hotel rooms...
laptops....
Billards....
Hairless...
patchouli oil...
hennessy....
Revenge...
Handling it...
damage...
bars...
just "laying there"...
Drinking Fountains...
Most human beings are lamoids, I was determined to prove that to you,
and so I turned to what I think all of us do when faced with a difficult dilemma: mathematics.
To compute the suckage (or lack thereof), factor of the entity known as "Human Lamoids",
I utilized three major devices in my calculations. First, my brain-the most powerful one in existence.
Second, I was privileged to my school's complete collection of Human Beings.
Lastly, I used a Thinking Machines 4,000,000 teraflop ultracomputer,
with 40 yottabytes of storage capacity. After 100 hours of computation,
I determined the psychological stimulus of the entity known as "Human Lamoids".
Using the Fechner-Weber Law, I calculated that the entity known as "Human Lamoids"
is majority of the people I have met.Therefore, the predicate calculus inexorably leads us to the conclusion that:Most people are lamoids.If you disagree with this, I'll simply point you to the mathematics-they speak for themselves.
I wear my underwear on the outside, so everyone can see that I have them and they are clean
The greatest of the inventions of the SubGenius is the Short Duration Personal Savior.
The true SubGenuis accepts into his heart, on a strictly temporary basis, anyone or anything with which he happens to be impressed at the moment.
All the people I have met since my childish youth have been white and ostensibly well-educated. The masochist thing isn't news. I've been called queer and told I've got problems. They have thrown me out of parties for trying it, * Laughs*, I obviously could not give a shit. In short, I would rather be Lucky than Good any day.
I've been considering murder for a while, and unable to verbalize my feelings in a manner in which you all would
understand, put the matter aside until I could conjure up a more focused thought to bear.
give it till tomorrow.
When people are involved in any situation the outcome can be very funny.
Maybe, I should put a add in the personal, to find a Match, somone to help burn my past.
Click
I would love for someone to pick me up, and tell me my plans for the night. That would be lovely. Someone feel free for the challenge, I need a day off.
That's Patrick lighting me on fire , we have a endless fire battle.
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Perhaps, if I am very lucky, the feeble efforts of my lifetime will someday be noticed, and maybe, in some small way, they will be acknowledged as the greatest works of genius ever created by Man
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