Mr. Parcelan fucked around with this message on 12-06-2006 at 07:38 AM.
I asked an elderly man traipsing down the street.
He stared at me with one good eye.
He spoke in quiet, grumbling voices.
"Whence is the answer."
I can't help but feel I killed him.
She asked me why.
I told her I didn't know.
I was supposed to know everything, she said, I was supposed to know what to do in times like this, when all hope was gone and the rain became God's tears as the Almighty wept with her. I was supposed to know how to silence the screaming voices in her head. I was supposed to know how to bring her mother back. I was supposed to know how to do this.
Never again.
Never again.
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Karnaj had this to say about the Spice Girls:
Go to sleep.
Can't sleep. Clowns will come!
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Katrinity put down Tada! magazine long enough to type:
Can't sleep. Clowns will come!
All over your face? Coz that's what they do to me 
Under capitalism, man exploits man. Under communism, it's just the opposite. - John Kenneth Galbraith
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Katrinity was naked while typing this:
Can't sleep. Clown willcome!eat me!
Corrected it for you.
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Rodent King stopped beating up furries long enough to write:
Corrected it for you.
but thats not funny at all. Cumming clowns is the proper correction is
Can't sleep. Clowns are cumming.
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Katrinity's unholy Backstreet Boys obsession manifested in:
Can't sleep. Clowns will come!
Don't forget about the evil monkey in the closet. 
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Nobody really understood why Freschel Spindrift wrote:
Don't forget about the evil monkey in the closet.
Cadga 2.0 fucked around with this message on 12-06-2006 at 02:40 PM.
why you gotta blow a brotha's spot up like that yo? WORD
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It's OK. It's OK. Just... just put it down, Cadga 2.0. It's all forgiven. You don't have to do this.
why you gotta blow a brotha's spot up like that yo? WORD
You're going about it all wrong anyway. The closet is standard-issue evil lurking place. First sign of creepiness and she's going to check there. The underwear drawer, though! No lurking evil EVER emerges from the underwear drawer. That and the hiding place itself is almost its own reward.
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Nicole had this to say about Optimus Prime:
You're going about it all wrong anyway. The closet is standard-issue evil lurking place. First sign of creepiness and she's going to check there. The underwear drawer, though! No lurking evil EVER emerges from the underwear drawer. That and the hiding place itself is almost its own reward.
I only got my closet lurking liscense. I need to goto special classes for other lurking places
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It's OK. It's OK. Just... just put it down, Cadga 2.0. It's all forgiven. You don't have to do this.
I only got my closet lurking liscense. I need to goto special classes for other lurking places
Really? I've been specializing for so long that the more standard rules are kinda hazy for me. Doesn't the Basic Stalker License cover behind the shower curtain and underneath the stairs anymore? How do they expect lurking monsters to bathe exactly?
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Nicole's unholy Backstreet Boys obsession manifested in:
Really? I've been specializing for so long that the more standard rules are kinda hazy for me. Doesn't the Basic Stalker License cover behind the shower curtain and underneath the stairs anymore? How do they expect lurking monsters to bathe exactly?
well the rules have changed recently as far as indoor lurkers go, I have spent my entire career as an OUTDOOR lurker (mostly bridges and behind trees) there is a ton of red tape now As far ad recall the basic indoor liscense applies to all "large" spaces. Liability prevents non-union members from occuping "small" spaces as a center of lurking.
Its also hard for a monkey to get work as a monster as most urbanites seem to think monkies are hairy cute little people not devilish monsters who would like nothing more than to tear out someones eyes with a spoon. Bathing? I dont do it! Cadga 2.0 fucked around with this message on 12-06-2006 at 05:15 PM.
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Cadga 2.0 stole the cookie from the cookie jar.
well the rules have changed recently as far as indoor lurkers go, I have spent my entire career as an OUTDOOR lurker (mostly bridges and behind trees) there is a ton of red tape nowAs far ad recall the basic indoor liscense applies to all "large" spaces. Liability prevents non-union members from occuping "small" spaces as a center of lurking.
Its also hard for a monkey to get work as a monster as most urbanites seem to think monkies are hairy cute little people not devilish monsters who would like nothing more than to tear out someones eyes with a spoon. Bathing? I dont do it!
I guess I'm lucky I got in on the business back when regulations were vague and they handed out specialty licenses to anyone willing to sit in a boiler room or guitar case for sixteen straight hours. But yeah, the shower is one of the few places us humans really have left as our own. Smelling like corpse is good, smelling like two-week-steeping B.O. just keeps people away.
At least you have the lure of "aw, lookit da widdle monkee". That would make it MUCH easier to get props.
Bonus points if you can slip your head under the blanket without blowing it.
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Verily, the chocolate bunny rabbits doth run and play while Ja'Deth Issar Ka'bael gently hums:
Bonus points if you can slip your head under the blanket without blowing it.
Dude, that is so wrong.
--Satan, quoted by John Milton
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Bloodsage probably says this to all the girls:
Dude, that is so wrong.
In retrospect, perhaps I should not post in the morning when I first wake up... 
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