He's with me. I have a guest pass!

http://www.dvdtimes.co.uk/images/AndyHall/fifth08.jpg
Multipass!

Edit: ... no more 4chan.

http://www.hjo3.net/multi-pass.jpg

You should have tried harder!

Any 4chan is enough 4chan.

Spacepope: What the fuck man? You go up and tell us you're getting married and then you leave the forum for months? What's up with that?

...Actually that sounds appropriate.

Also, on that subject: This girl that I'm dating now? We're talking superfreak here. I've never had a girl so goddamn nuts about me. Rockin.

Mirai, watch your kidneys, man.

In the last 4 weeks of our local pubquiz we have finished 1st then mid table (a $150 bar tab between 5 of you and with heavily subsidised drinks rather impairs ones performance) then 3rd then 2nd. A dynasty is being formed. We shall never pay for beers again!@

It's not like she's promiscuous or anything. But, christ, she thinks that my Autobot tattoo is hot.

Yes, she thinks that my Transformers tattoo, the symbol of my hopeless geekism, is hot.

Christ I like this girl so much.

Then She'll dig your idea for you next tattoo you showed me. XD

This guy at work today had the audacity to call Ravage and Laserbeak "the panther and that pterodactyl thing."

That uneducated bastard.

Hey I'm still deciding. I give myself the end of the semester until I get it.

That, and, I don't think she's that big into gaming (Especially not sleeper hits like Earthbound/Mother). The whole retro cartoon thing really got her though.

Well most of it was innapropriate.
however
I be back, no more lurking.
Tell you what, don't plan a wedding,
have elvis do it.

Hey, how bout hooking it up with a fancy font, something heavenly....?! Fifth, Fenris looking at you....

Sithdark I loved that anime, and I can't remember what it was called (Grenadier!!), but the samurai, the Tiger of the Rear Guard, was wayyy under used and should've gotten a chance for more awesomeness in a second season, or at least a movie.

So, I'm browsing about the NPF and come upon "a new topic":

http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o...s/meister1.jpg

I go to check it out, and get this message:

http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o...s/meister2.jpg

So, I go to notify the very administrator involved, Meister:

http://i119.photobucket.com/albums/o...s/meister3.jpg

That's one hell of a run around!

Wouldn't you like to know.

Okay, so I was eating sunfloweer seeds at the computer, as is my habit, when I go to crack one of 'em in my teeth and it kinda doesn't feel right. Hard to explain how, but you can tell after you've eaten enough sunflower seeds.

Anyway, it didn't feel right, so I take it out of my mouth to try and figure out what's wrong with it--sometimes the seed is missing, or all withered up and weird, or something--and guess what?

Nestled in that there sunflower seed, with dark nasty debris of what might once have been that seed, was a dead larva of I don't even know what.

I dropped it at once onto the disposable foam plate on which I was placing the shells before putting them into the trash. Then I threw away the lot--discarded shells, the offending dead insect larva, the sunflower seeds I hadn't eaten yet, the peel of the banana I'd had not long ago. Then I spat into the trash. And then I finished off my bottle of water, just to make my mouth feel a little less eeeeeeewwwwwww.

Don't look at me, I can't change your usertitle.

Well you do know it laid eggs in you, right?

Wait, I thought Fenris was the moderator guy of the games section only, and now he's banning people and locking/moving threads in the general and off-topic forums?

Did I miss something that was something discussed in Yaplet or something?

We decided to keep you out of the loop.

It was never formally announced, but I'm a supermod now.

Oh what the heck, why not? It's kind of a special occasion.

PM me a request or just post it here, whatever makes you happy.

So, that "a new topic" in the Community thread. Would I be incorrect in assuming it's just some joke that only the mods/admins can post in, and has been made visible to us, the forumites, solely to confuse and confound us?

Does this mean I'm likely to have one of those nasty Alien-esque abdomen-bursting scenes? 'Cos if so, then I guess I'd better go and lay down some newspapers. Also, it makes me wonder if I ought to bother with any of those books I borrowed from the library. (On the bright side, if I am due for a nasty explodey death, that same library ain't getting that fine out of me nohow! Haha! That's how much I laugh in the face of institutional authority! =P)

I'd like the fanciest caligraphy fon't that you can do.
Plus Id like it to be blue.

I'd love it.

It had just the right amount of ridiculousness to go well in an AMV with a very well known piece of Romantic Era classical music. Then after wading through it again to make the AMV I found that section and couldn't pass up the avatar possibility. It was just way to good.

So it's a quarter to 3 in the morning, and a car full of people just pulled into my driveway, got out, and started yelling at each other about how they were trying to not get in trouble with the cops, one of them noting how he was facing 18 years in prison. They carried on like this for a couple minutes before they all got back in the car and left, assured that whoever was driving at that point did, in fact, have a license.

I hate this town.

So, it's Quarter AFTER 3 in the morning now, and I'm stuck to my leather chair. temperature is way above anything humane, I have the window open and the fan is on. I need some ice water.

Early to Bed, Early to Title™
 

Its 0330 and I'm just now getting around to filling out all my paperwork for these units. It is also entirely too warm, so much so that I believe maintainance has turned on the heat again just to spite me.

At least it will be excellent weather to fly again. Here's to hoping I get checked off for solo work again!

It's 4:27 in the afternoon where I live, and guess what I got to play earlier today? Another game I know you people would care to hear about: Xenosaga III.

I can tell you this; I've played XS I before, I've never played XS II before, and I rented XS III just today. My thoughts: XS III is. A. LOT. Better. Than XS I. Heck, it may be one of the best PS2 games I've ever played. Everything that was in XS I is better in XS III: The graphics are better, the music is better, the battle system is better, the mech battles are better, the story is better, the voiceovers are better, Ziggy kicks more ass than ever before, Miyuki is cuter than ever before, dude, I could go on almost forever. They finally got everything right! I tip my hat to the developers.

Oh, also, if you respond to this post, I would prefer that you not say, "Dude, why the fuck are you playing Xenosaga? Xenosaga sucks! Xenogears is way better! Xenogears ftw!!!1" Well, you can say that if you want, it is your right after all, but should you make such a comment, I will ignore it. Understand, it's nothing personal, it's just that, I never really cared for most PS1 sleeper hits, Xenogears included, so, yeah.

Red vs Blue, Dems vs GOP, good vs evil, etc.
 

Does this mean we have to be enemies now?

:P It looks all right


So, my building doesn't have the central air turned on yet. I am going to have to slap my landlords around for a while. Computers and other electronics don't like heat. I like being on the top floor and all, but I didn't sign a lease for the attic.

Spam spam, spamidy spam?


Seriously though.... Fun times ensue.

This would be, I suppose, another installment of the misadventures of my one-liners. I mean, in so much as these are the most pathetic adventures ever (mis- or no) it's still essentially a story about a one-liner, so we're just going to get right down to it: the bar isn't set so spectacularly high.

So this story is more recent, in fact, it happened today... which wouldn't so much be today as yesterday. But it was a late yesterday... late afternoon.

So, 1:00 PM, or thereabouts.

Which is, coincidentally, twelve hours ago as I write this. Also, twelve minutes.

...It's an odd world.

And the secret to this story, is to tell stories that don't go anywhere. Well, that's what Abraham Simpson said.

Damn, that man was a fine storyteller. Just the other day, probably yesterday, he was on the TV.

This would, of course, be the yesterday that was the day before yesterday.

But, anyway, Abraham Simpson was on the TV, of course, they called him Grandpa, then. So, Abraham "Grandpa" Simpson, was on TV, telling Mr. Burns about how he could still quell riots.

Quell them by telling stories.

Stories that don't go anywhere.

So, that's where I got this style.

This style of writing.

Anyway, I was sitting here, at my computer, working up the energy to go to the store. You see, it happens that I was out of Cherry Coke, to which I am addicted. Not addicted in the sense that I can't go without it, but addicted in the sense that I will punch your stupid, ugly face to avoid going without it.

I was considering other drinks, to stave off the effort of having to leave the house. You see, between me, my housing materials, and my roommate, I had the materials for a Pea Shooter.

So, I intended to go make myself a Demon Spine, which was what we called a Pea Shooter in those days. Now, you see, a Devil's Spine, which is what we called a Demon Spine in those days, is an alcoholic beverage. To make a Pea Shooter, which is what we called a Devil's Spine in those days, you would take a lead pipe.

This lead pipe had to be at least as tall as you, or you got labled a Kentuckian, which is what we called a pussy in those days.

But, anyway, you take this lead pipe, and you twist one end shut. Then you fill it with ice and gravel, and an 80/40 mixture of antifreeze and vodka.

What you had to do was drink the entire drink in one gulp, and then crush the pipe against your head, 'else we labled you a Dragonsbane, which is what we called a Kentuckian in those days.

It was those crushed pipes that we used for currency back then.

So, I'm searching my house for the parts to this drink, but as luck would have it, there's no antifreeze. And, therefore, no Pea Shooter, which is what we called Dragonsbane in those days.

I conceded to my destiny and just went to head to the store. I get dressed, and tie an onion to my belt, which was the style at the time.

Now, you couldn't get white onions on account of the war, the only thing you could get was those big yellow ones. But the important thing was that I had an onion on my belt, which was the style at the time.

So, with the onion, and my keys, I ran out to the car and drove to the store. It wasn't really a far away store, but I was buying stuff, so I didn't want to carry it back.

I park in a moderately far spot, since that's what I tend to do. I don't much care for all the looking and searching when I can just walk.

So, I'm walking across the parking lot, and out in front is a group of students. I assume they were students, because they were slightly younger than me, and were yelling across a parking lot in a weird... loitery... clump.

So, anyway, as I pass by this group, I hear this black girl in it yell, "...are you kidding? Kansas City is the most segregated city in the country!"

Ignoring entirely the questionability of this statement, I turn towards the group, walking backwards, and thrust both fists into the air.

And I yell, "WE'RE NUMBER ONE!"

~Pretentious Pseudo Signature

You left out Crips vs. Bloods
 

Mortal enemies.

NOW FIGHT TO THE DEATH.

I don't like seeing that rainbow text pop-up everywhere. What can I do to counter it...?

Lorem ipsum odlor ok thats boring.

Today was my last day of the tyranny known as high school. I'm happy.

If high school was a "tyranny," haha...
 

So, because no one ever wants to go through the trouble of filling out change of address forms, we get a great deal of former tenants' mail. Usually it's just junk and the occasional wacky religious organization or psychic friend service trying to get some money off some old lady who I assume is dead by now. Today, however, we noticed one that was different. The return address?

SAF/XCT
1800 Air Force Pentagon
Washington DC 20330-1800
-----------------------------
OFFICIAL BUSINESS

Well, as it was addressed to our house and therefore ours, we take a look. As it turns out, it is an invitation to the goddamn Pentagon. For dinner.

When I woke up this morning, I didn't even realize you could go to The Pentagon for dinner.

They know what you've been doing, POS, and they'd like to invite you over for a little 'chat.'

*insert dramatic thunder and lightning here*