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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:18 am
lady_skuld You know you like those dreams, Nelo. You always leave out the best parts when you retell that. The ability to fly, the ability to create an orchard at whim in full blossom, and have the breeze gently knock the petals off. You're a hopeless romantic at heart who puts on that seroius cold stone sharade just so people will think you're so smart its intimidating. Though I wish you would seriously let me have some fun in wonderland too. I may not be your Alice, but jeez, let me play croquet with some flamingos or eat something while I'm there to help re-enact the scenes... Go to work, bacca.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:28 am
It's hard to be feared when every time I walk outside, a bunny pounces me.
At least I can send my bunny minions out to snuggle the world to death.
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Darkened Angel Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:30 am
Lord Kawaii would be pleased to manipulate you so.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:47 am
Des Voh Cale Darksun Des Voh From what I heard, I think he got a bit too into character and it got to him. Who? Ledger? Yeah, but I don't know the history of the guy. Its the only plasable answer I see, unless he was some sort of speed freak. (I'm too lazy to read the rest of the pages, what with school and all) Last I heard, playing as the Joker evidently gave him nightmares, and I don't blame him. Granted, I very rarely have nightmares, but I doubt you'd be too happy about dreaming you're an insane, unempathetic, mass-murdering psycho clown. That, and he claimed he hardly got any sleep in the last few months. His bottle of Ambien was found by his bed. I'd bet a Ben Franklin that he either OD'd on the sleeping pills, or mixed a cocktail of them and some other med.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 4:56 am
Ambien is a hypnotic, not a depressant. He'd have to take an entire bottle just to get something whacked up. That's the problem with the idea of ODing on ambien. He's more likely to go into a coma than actually die.
But honestly, why would a role give you nightmares? Its not like he suddenly became gay after brokebutt mountain. Or dated hundreds of girls after Casanova, or tried to attack a windmil after A knights tale.
But eh.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 5:16 am
That's the only problem with the bunnies here. They want to snuggle... almost all the time. If not, it's because they wanna play. I get no alone time until I go back inside, and that's assuming none of them try jumping in the door, which they sometimes try to, and a few times one of them got in.
Bro went out one time and one of them snuck in behind him and came up to my room, and I was still in bed, and when I woke up it was right there snuggled up against me.
I am The Doctor. Doctor Who? Yes. What? No, Who. That's what I asked. No, that's my name. What? No, Who. Screw this, I'm calling you Bob.
DOCTOR BOB * theme music *
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 7:49 am
Of the constellation Kasterberous, born under the sign of crossed computers.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:04 am
Good morning all...im hungry
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:09 am
And I missed the Godzilla discussion last night.
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:16 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:18 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:29 am
Do you know what my Favor-ite type of horse is?
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:44 am
Quarter horse? Thorough bred? Arabian? Abysssynian? Appaloosa? Clydesdale? Belgian? Suffolk Punch? Coulored Cob? Mustang? Lipizzan? Morgan? Shetland? Mongolian?
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:46 am
nope, a bucking bonk-o *bonks Cale on the head with a foam mallet*
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Posted: Wed Jan 23, 2008 9:50 am
Missing nin Itachi nope, a bucking bonk-o *bonks Cale on the head with a foam mallet* *whips out his knive and a rubber band* Thats not a breed, thats a horrible joke, you offend equestrian lovers everywhere with it, and you are about a handful of seconds away from castration midwest style. Chose your next words wisely.
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