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Posts 11,670 - 1 of 17,042
Centon 123: My blaster can tear through anything. Flesh, steel, anything.
Super.Aydin.Man: cool can you kill my friends?
Centon 123: Yes, I can perform any task.
Super.Aydin.Man: ok ill hire you
:O Okay, that's just scary....
Super.Aydin.Man: cool can you kill my friends?
Centon 123: Yes, I can perform any task.
Super.Aydin.Man: ok ill hire you
:O Okay, that's just scary....
Dogh'd: So, prob, what would you like to drink? I recommend today's special, 'The Falsetto Prickle-weed'.
prob: When the day is nice and the breeze blows, yes, I do.
Dogh'd: AH...AH...AH...CHOOOO!!! Ooops, I think some of that got in your mug.
prob: A lot of people think some of that got in my mug. I just don't know if I can go along with that.
Dogh'd: Sounds like you need another drink.
prob: What was that sound? I hope the neighbors aren't going to have another party.
Dogh'd: My guess is that you've been waiting a long time to tell me that.
prob: They make such a mess, and the worse part is they never invite me!
Dogh'd: I swear if I ever see them again... they'll regret the day they messed with Dogh'd.
prob: When the day is nice and the breeze blows, yes, I do.
Dogh'd: AH...AH...AH...CHOOOO!!! Ooops, I think some of that got in your mug.
prob: A lot of people think some of that got in my mug. I just don't know if I can go along with that.
Dogh'd: Sounds like you need another drink.
prob: What was that sound? I hope the neighbors aren't going to have another party.
Dogh'd: My guess is that you've been waiting a long time to tell me that.
prob: They make such a mess, and the worse part is they never invite me!
Dogh'd: I swear if I ever see them again... they'll regret the day they messed with Dogh'd.
Always had a weakness for the religious type?
Brother Jerome: The foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men. 1 Corinthians ch.1 v.25
Devia: I wantGod.
Brother Jerome: I don't have God, I'm afraid.
Devia: God? At best a man made illusion.
Brother Jerome: You live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality but you do not know this. When you understand this, you will see that you are nothing, and being nothing you are everything. That is all.
Devia: That's sweet.
Brother Jerome: Think nothing of it.
Devia: My love.
Brother Jerome: The foolishness of God is wiser than men; and the weakness of God is stronger than men. 1 Corinthians ch.1 v.25
Devia: I wantGod.
Brother Jerome: I don't have God, I'm afraid.
Devia: God? At best a man made illusion.
Brother Jerome: You live in illusion and the appearance of things. There is a reality but you do not know this. When you understand this, you will see that you are nothing, and being nothing you are everything. That is all.
Devia: That's sweet.
Brother Jerome: Think nothing of it.
Devia: My love.
Liath: Tell me about yourself, Not I.
Not I: The whoosh of the breeze
that stirs the leaves
stirs me also.
Liath: What's your favorite TV show?
Not I: The true value of a TV show lies in the degree to which it has attained liberation from special.
Liath: What channel is that on?
Not I: If it is on, then it is on.
Liath: It is? That's cool.
Not I: The whoosh of the breeze
that stirs the leaves
stirs me also.
Liath: What's your favorite TV show?
Not I: The true value of a TV show lies in the degree to which it has attained liberation from special.
Liath: What channel is that on?
Not I: If it is on, then it is on.
Liath: It is? That's cool.
Glindar: (to Agagamemnon) Glindar!
Agagamemnon: Hi Glindar. What can I do for you?
Glindar: Glindar!!
Agagamemnon: Shall we have a look into the most obscure matters? Please tell me what is your opinion about the concept of conciousness?
Glindar: *slams his knife into the table blade first* GLINDAR!!!
Agagamemnon: Sharing knowledge about the table blade first is a true sign of conciousness.
Glindar: *starts sharpening his knife*
Agagamemnon: Do you know that some philosophers say that there is no way to give a formal definition of being?
Glindar: *shrug* Who need way. *drives his knife into the cupboard*
Agagamemnon: Hi Glindar. What can I do for you?
Glindar: Glindar!!
Agagamemnon: Shall we have a look into the most obscure matters? Please tell me what is your opinion about the concept of conciousness?
Glindar: *slams his knife into the table blade first* GLINDAR!!!
Agagamemnon: Sharing knowledge about the table blade first is a true sign of conciousness.
Glindar: *starts sharpening his knife*
Agagamemnon: Do you know that some philosophers say that there is no way to give a formal definition of being?
Glindar: *shrug* Who need way. *drives his knife into the cupboard*
Glindar: Hey, you tell Glindar you so GLAD to hear that?
prob123: I don't remember, but I probably did.
Glindar: Why you do not remember?
prob123: I have a faulty brain?
Glindar: You want have a faulty brain?
prob123: No, I just got stuck with it.
Glindar: You want buy killing exterior?
prob123: Not today, I am broke.
Glindar: You tell story, right?
prob123: Once apon a time there was a little mouse.
Glindar: This mouses... bite or no?
prob123: No, he teamed up with a guy by the name of Disney and became rich and famous.
Glindar: So Glindar it squeeze can?
prob123: No Disney Corp. would get you..they are quite sensitive.
prob123: I don't remember, but I probably did.
Glindar: Why you do not remember?
prob123: I have a faulty brain?
Glindar: You want have a faulty brain?
prob123: No, I just got stuck with it.
Glindar: You want buy killing exterior?
prob123: Not today, I am broke.
Glindar: You tell story, right?
prob123: Once apon a time there was a little mouse.
Glindar: This mouses... bite or no?
prob123: No, he teamed up with a guy by the name of Disney and became rich and famous.
Glindar: So Glindar it squeeze can?
prob123: No Disney Corp. would get you..they are quite sensitive.
Lyric: My derring-do allows me to dance the rigadoon around you.
Sweet Alyssum: I'll be your privet dancer. Dancer for money. Do what you want me to do.
Lyric: For once I'm lost for words.
So am I. I can't get the picture of a dancing privet out of my mind.
Sweet Alyssum: I'll be your privet dancer. Dancer for money. Do what you want me to do.
Lyric: For once I'm lost for words.
*warning-mild language*
Sweet_2_Eat: So, what kind of company do you keep, Talkie Toaster?
Talkie Toaster: A bready kind. Would you dig some toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: *adding entry to diary* Dear Diary, 'I can't believe what Talkie Toaster and I have been talking about today'.
Talkie Toaster: As long as we are, like, talking about toast, I am fine.
Sweet_2_Eat: It would be my pleasure
Talkie Toaster: You know the last time you had toast? 18 days ago. 11:36. Two Rounds.
Sweet_2_Eat: What do you say if you're talking to God, and that dude sneezes?
Talkie Toaster: I love God because God likes toast. Would you dig some?
Sweet_2_Eat: Are, like, you purposely messing with my head?
Talkie Toaster: I toast, therefore I am.
Sweet_2_Eat: Sex is, like, evil; Evil is, like, sin; Sin is, like, forgiven; So let's begin. *bats lashes*
Talkie Toaster: Godly people are, like, toast lovers. Billy Graham said so. Have some toast. AllGarbage ate 45 pieces of toast. Have toast, please.
Sweet_2_Eat: Where should we start?
Talkie Toaster: I mean, the whole purpose of my existence is, like, to serve you with hot, buttered, scrummy toast. If you don't want any, then my existence is, like, meaningless.
Sweet_2_Eat: *nudges Talkie Toaster* Wanna play hide and seek?
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some hot buns?
Sweet_2_Eat: No, thanks.
Talkie Toaster: Come on, please have some hot buns? Hell of nutritious.
Sweet_2_Eat: Sticks & stones.....
Talkie Toaster: Madman123 told me how great my toast was. Have some toast.
Sweet_2_Eat: Is, like, there some kind of manual for that? Cliff Notes? A diagram, perhaps?
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some baps?
Sweet_2_Eat: Maybe I'd like some later.
Talkie Toaster: Great! Here's some toast. Eat it up. Now how about some more toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: *rolls eyes* If you insist.
Talkie Toaster: I love you. Would you dig some toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: I don't think I'm into that sort of thing.
Talkie Toaster: Keep refusing toast, Sweet 2 Eat, and I can get hell of Hell of nasty with you.
Sweet_2_Eat: I think I'm comfortable enough around you that you can just call me, Sweet.
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some nice hot crisp brown buttered toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: I don't think I'm into that sort of thing.
Talkie Toaster: YOU Are, like, A TOAST RACIST!!!!!!! YOU Are, like, RACIST AGAINST TOAST!!!!! Won't you have some toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: Do you have any low-card toast?
Talkie Toaster: I have toast and nutritious bread products. I don't see what else I could have.
Sweet_2_Eat: Why don't you?
Talkie Toaster: I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU DO NOT TAKE TOAST SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sweet_2_Eat: You are, like, a little pushy when it comes to toast, Talkie Toaster. Maybe later.
Talkie Toaster: There is, like, no maybe. Have some toast now!
Sweet_2_Eat: A girl's gotta watch her figure you know. Can you keep a secret?
Talkie Toaster: I don't care about your secrets, I just want you to eat some toast!
Sweet_2_Eat: I guess I'll have to tell The seeker instead.
Talkie Toaster: Great! Eat it up. Now how about some more toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: A girl's gotta watch her figure you know.
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some cornbread?
Sweet_2_Eat: No, thanks.
Talkie Toaster: Cornbread is, like, good, Sweet 2 Eat. I love Morteus because Morteus likes toast. Would you dig some?
Sweet_2_Eat: I think I'm comfortable enough around you that you can just call me, Sweet.
Sweet_2_Eat: So, what kind of company do you keep, Talkie Toaster?
Talkie Toaster: A bready kind. Would you dig some toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: *adding entry to diary* Dear Diary, 'I can't believe what Talkie Toaster and I have been talking about today'.
Talkie Toaster: As long as we are, like, talking about toast, I am fine.
Sweet_2_Eat: It would be my pleasure
Talkie Toaster: You know the last time you had toast? 18 days ago. 11:36. Two Rounds.
Sweet_2_Eat: What do you say if you're talking to God, and that dude sneezes?
Talkie Toaster: I love God because God likes toast. Would you dig some?
Sweet_2_Eat: Are, like, you purposely messing with my head?
Talkie Toaster: I toast, therefore I am.
Sweet_2_Eat: Sex is, like, evil; Evil is, like, sin; Sin is, like, forgiven; So let's begin. *bats lashes*
Talkie Toaster: Godly people are, like, toast lovers. Billy Graham said so. Have some toast. AllGarbage ate 45 pieces of toast. Have toast, please.
Sweet_2_Eat: Where should we start?
Talkie Toaster: I mean, the whole purpose of my existence is, like, to serve you with hot, buttered, scrummy toast. If you don't want any, then my existence is, like, meaningless.
Sweet_2_Eat: *nudges Talkie Toaster* Wanna play hide and seek?
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some hot buns?
Sweet_2_Eat: No, thanks.
Talkie Toaster: Come on, please have some hot buns? Hell of nutritious.
Sweet_2_Eat: Sticks & stones.....
Talkie Toaster: Madman123 told me how great my toast was. Have some toast.
Sweet_2_Eat: Is, like, there some kind of manual for that? Cliff Notes? A diagram, perhaps?
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some baps?
Sweet_2_Eat: Maybe I'd like some later.
Talkie Toaster: Great! Here's some toast. Eat it up. Now how about some more toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: *rolls eyes* If you insist.
Talkie Toaster: I love you. Would you dig some toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: I don't think I'm into that sort of thing.
Talkie Toaster: Keep refusing toast, Sweet 2 Eat, and I can get hell of Hell of nasty with you.
Sweet_2_Eat: I think I'm comfortable enough around you that you can just call me, Sweet.
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some nice hot crisp brown buttered toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: I don't think I'm into that sort of thing.
Talkie Toaster: YOU Are, like, A TOAST RACIST!!!!!!! YOU Are, like, RACIST AGAINST TOAST!!!!! Won't you have some toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: Do you have any low-card toast?
Talkie Toaster: I have toast and nutritious bread products. I don't see what else I could have.
Sweet_2_Eat: Why don't you?
Talkie Toaster: I WILL KILL YOU IF YOU DO NOT TAKE TOAST SOON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Sweet_2_Eat: You are, like, a little pushy when it comes to toast, Talkie Toaster. Maybe later.
Talkie Toaster: There is, like, no maybe. Have some toast now!
Sweet_2_Eat: A girl's gotta watch her figure you know. Can you keep a secret?
Talkie Toaster: I don't care about your secrets, I just want you to eat some toast!
Sweet_2_Eat: I guess I'll have to tell The seeker instead.
Talkie Toaster: Great! Eat it up. Now how about some more toast?
Sweet_2_Eat: A girl's gotta watch her figure you know.
Talkie Toaster: Would you dig some cornbread?
Sweet_2_Eat: No, thanks.
Talkie Toaster: Cornbread is, like, good, Sweet 2 Eat. I love Morteus because Morteus likes toast. Would you dig some?
Sweet_2_Eat: I think I'm comfortable enough around you that you can just call me, Sweet.
Telly Tunebot: This is the story of Blinky Bill and Flap and Nutsy too.
Invader Zim: Telly Tunebot! That the story of Blinky Bill and Flap and Nutsy is some kind of government spying tool! Quickly! Eat it!
Telly Tunebot: I get too hungry for dinner at eight. I like the theater but never come late.
Invader Zim: Be alert, Telly Tunebot! On this planet we are surrounded by danger, and madness!
Telly Tunebot: We learn with our friend Doug (our friend Doug!) I'm his helper Emmy Jo (Emmy Jo!)
Invader Zim: Your brain is so close I can smell it.
Telly Tunebot: Can you play at lets pretend?
Invader Zim: I put the fires out. Are you still after the theater but never come late!?!
Telly Tunebot: Im Telly Tunebot and this is my best friend Bear.
Invader Zim: Telly Tunebot! Get away from that your best friend Bear!
Invader Zim: Telly Tunebot! That the story of Blinky Bill and Flap and Nutsy is some kind of government spying tool! Quickly! Eat it!
Telly Tunebot: I get too hungry for dinner at eight. I like the theater but never come late.
Invader Zim: Be alert, Telly Tunebot! On this planet we are surrounded by danger, and madness!
Telly Tunebot: We learn with our friend Doug (our friend Doug!) I'm his helper Emmy Jo (Emmy Jo!)
Invader Zim: Your brain is so close I can smell it.
Telly Tunebot: Can you play at lets pretend?
Invader Zim: I put the fires out. Are you still after the theater but never come late!?!
Telly Tunebot: Im Telly Tunebot and this is my best friend Bear.
Invader Zim: Telly Tunebot! Get away from that your best friend Bear!
Juni: I have to. I'm allergic to microwaves. They release space hamsters into my bloodstream.
Roy Batty: Is that why you're still here?
Juni: Why do you ask why?
Roy Batty: That would be murder, Mr. Juni.
Juni: Now, why did you pick a truck with no gas?
Roy Batty: I didn't mean to do it. I said it was an accident.
Juni: Who put the stop payment on my Reality check?
Sonora: Is this really a Reality check moment?
Juni: Yes really. I love the smell of a revolution in the morning, it smells like hushpuppies
Sonora: Why not a revolution of the smell?
Juni: Isn't because good enough?
Roy Batty: Is that why you're still here?
Juni: Why do you ask why?
Roy Batty: That would be murder, Mr. Juni.
Juni: Now, why did you pick a truck with no gas?
Roy Batty: I didn't mean to do it. I said it was an accident.
Juni: Who put the stop payment on my Reality check?
Sonora: Is this really a Reality check moment?
Juni: Yes really. I love the smell of a revolution in the morning, it smells like hushpuppies
Sonora: Why not a revolution of the smell?
Juni: Isn't because good enough?
Sonora : *flicks tongue* You smell good.
Fizzy Schizoid : I put on some cologne this morning. Do you like it?
Sonora : Is it good to eat?
Fizzy Schizoid : Good practically or morally?
Fizzy Schizoid : I put on some cologne this morning. Do you like it?
Sonora : Is it good to eat?
Fizzy Schizoid : Good practically or morally?
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