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About Me


I dont know half of you half as well as I should like, and I like less than half of you, half as well as you deserve
I feel bad for anyone without DSL or better who is trying to load this page. My condolences.
King: Now, Hamlet, Where's Polonius?
Hamlet: At supper.
King: At supper where?
Hamlet: Not where he eats, but where he is eaten. A certain convocation of politic worms are e'en at him. Your worm is your only emperor for diet. We fat all creatures else to fat us, and we fat ourselves for maggots: your fat king and your lean beggar is but variable service-- two dishes, but to one table. That's the end.
King: Alas, alas!
Hamlet: A man may fish with a worm that hath eat of a king and eat of the fish that hath fed of that worm.
King: What dost thou mean by this?
Hamlet: Nothing but to show you how a king may go a progress through the guts of a beggar.
Shakespeare was an insightful mother fucker yes?
First off my name is Levi Williams.
Second, My hamsters name is Judas.
Ok, thats a lie, I stole that quote from Kunze.
Hell, I dont even have a hamster.
To us and our good fortune
Be happy be healthy, long life!
And if our good fortune never comes
Here's to whatever comes,
Drink l'chaim, to life!
To life, to life, l'chai-im,!
L'chai-im, l'chai-im, to life!
Life has a way of confusing us
Blessing and bruising us,
Drink l'chaim, to life!

Me: once again
Me: a woman puts the world in danger
Jacob: youre every feminist's worst enemy, levi
Jacob: (you should quote that)
A certain someone re-wrote "I've Been Working on the Railroad" just for lil ole me:
I've been working on the ice field,
All the live long day.
I've been working on the ice field,
To keep from passing away.
Don't you hear Chernobyl's whistles blowing?
Rise up in the early morn.
Don't you hear KGB shouting
"Levi, shovel your ice!"
Levi, won't you shovel,
Levi, won't you shovel,
Levi, won't you shovel your ice?
Levi, won't you shovel,
Levi, won't you shovel,
Levi, won't you shovel your ice?
Someone's in the kitchen with Levi.
Someone's in the kitchen, I know.
Someone's in the kitchen with Levi
cooking the only potato.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o-o-o-o.
Fee, fie, fiddle-e-i-o.
cooking the only potato.
She danced like gay prewar Paris.
I danced like the German Army retreating from Stalingrad.

"Levi, just so you know, I'm a pimp. Pimping girls left and right all over myspace. They just can't control themselves.
"Dude, e-pimping doesnt not count as pimping. im sorry."
michael j kunze: let the telecommunication of death commence
"Till shade is gone, till water is gone, into the Shadow with teeth bared, screaming defiance with the last breath, to spit in the Dark One's eye on the last day. By my honor and the Light, my life will be a dagger for the Dark One's heart. Until the last day, unto Hell itself."
-Hey, I found a kitten, how about we name it Fluffy?
-I suggest we name it Fluffy, Bringer of Death and Dismay.
-Your right, he is quite the terrifying little ball of destruction.
-So its agreed, we'll call it "Fluffy, Bringer of Death and Dismay."
This pretty much sums up my trip to Russia.
Or at least the parts of the trip where my Neurotic mother was awake.

My Interests

I'd like to meet:


BUHAHAHAHAHA!!!! retarded kids.....

Don't get it? hmmm... a little slow in the head are we?
Thats what I thought. Go play tag with AC Transit.

illmakeallgrlsbi: yea manmichael j kunze: stupid dumb stupid dumb thats the way we like our funillmakeallgrlsbi: hell yeah maw fucka!michael j kunze: hehemichael j kunze: a eetillmakeallgrlsbi: dude im so high and listeningto syds kinda dance musicmichael j kunze: stay blazackattackillmakeallgrlsbi: fuckillmakeallgrlsbi: so hizzzziaghmichael j kunze: ima go to da cronoligadoo.michael j kunze: peace

Artist: Primus
Album: Sailing The Seas Of Cheese
Track: Those Damn Blue Collar Tweekers
http://www.primusville.com

I've seen them out at Soco
They're pounding sixteen penny nails
The truckers on the interstate
Have been known to ride the rails
The sweat is beating on the brow
Can't keep these fellas down
'Cause those damned blue-collared tweekers
Are runnin' this here town

I knew a man who hung drywall
He hung it mighty quick
A trip or two to the blue room
Would help him do the trick
His foreman would pat him on the back
Whenever he would come around
'Cause these dammed blue-collar tweekers
Are beloved in this here town

Now the union boys are there
To protect us from all the corporate type
While curious George's drug patrol
Is out here hunting snipe
Now they try to tell me different
But you know I ain't no clown
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Are the backbone of this town

Now the flame that burns twice as bright
Burns only half as long
My eyes are growing weary
As I finalize this song
So sit back and have a cup o' joe
And watch the wheels go round
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Have always run this town

GO HERE for a cool music video

Watch this. It's funny

Bro Rape: A Newsline Investigative Report

I want to meet good people, people who live by a code of integrity.

It makes me feel better knowing you might waste a few minutes of your life playing with little magnets on my myspace..... why should i be the only one. ya know.
have fun

Deep in the undersea vents of the Atlantic Ocean, a creature was born. That creature was Mysterious Flesheating Fog. From there it roamed all of the dark and cold places of the earth. Unbeknownst to the fog at that time, their were two boys, nay, two men, who at that exact same time, were running around a Tokyo electronics store wearing wigs. These two men were merely shells of the two who would later be known as Feather and Death Lily. Little did the fog or these two soon to be messengers of death know, but from that moment forward their fates were forever intertwined. They only had to meet. Then, by a deathstroke of luck, the boy who would be Feather happened upon the fog while ranging in the cold recesses of the dark north (Canada). What emerged was neither fog nor boy, but Feather, and he soon spread the knowledge of the fog to the boy who would be Death Lily. And the combined outpouring of the doom in their souls is ...

MYSTERIOUS FLESHEATING FOGMONSTER (MFF)

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WoW

Before i begin i would like to say something.Shut up Alice. I dont wanna hear it. Just sshhhhhhhhhhhh.o, n if you dont like, or even know what WoW is, dont bother reading, it will just be confusi...
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