nothing, that's what. who needs a wall when you've got well-concealed potholes? or a loose bull? or a gun?
or better yet, a deed to the property and land with crude, offensive signs? |
I can't think of anywhere to go with this.
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All in all YOU were all just bricks in the wall.
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no no no.
http://online.wsj.com/media/0928pod11.jpg http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_rzvk8spyFT.../s400/SIGN.jpg super-gassy bull and ridiculous signs? its a solid defence. |
Can this thread get more views than "I can tell if I'm not wanted." ???
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Alcar actually closed the thread. It was a pity thread anyways so..>shrugs<
And since I can be anyone on the internets I'm gonna be a Xenomorph. Yes, with long sharp claws and a thick tail-blade. My carapace is marked with scratches and my name is Nettivctsss. The noises you puny humans make when afraid whet my appetite so...>hisses< Aw shit, now I'm drooling on my computer. Here's a picture of me: 11407 |
Can you be found in the woods?
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If OANST sees you he'll "pitch a tent" so you can sleep i/on it.
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AND THEN I'LL RAPE YOU.
Subtle, aren't I? |
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Okay, you can rape me, so long as I can take you back to my nest, strip you down, torture you, then shove you in a small pouch made of shit and dried spit so a Facehugger can shove it's dick down your throat and a little baby alien can eat it's way out of your chest.
If you can handle that, I'll let you use my ventilation tubes as handlebars. |
so those Facehugger things are just looking for a dick sucking?
THAT RHYMES |
Yes, because after they cum the overdose on meth and die. But that's okay because they will have gotten you pregnant.
And no, you can't get an abortion. If you try, the baby will eat you heart out. Literally. Choose carefully ONAST! >Lifts tail, slaps hindquarters< |
Do you say this to all the boys?
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@WoF- only the ones who'll be a good host for the chestbursters!
@Ridg3- You want some, come and get me >Bends over, rubs genitals< I forgot you called ONAST that on his birthday... Where is the potential host anyway? |
get the fuck out.
really. |
OH SORRY I'm spammign again.
Uh, I always wanted the name Raven. or Pheonix. i call myself Pheonix when I talk to myself, so I think I'll be able to recognise someone calling me in real life. BUT WHY DID MY PARENTS HAVE TO NAME ME THIS??? THIS NAME SUCKS SO BAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAD! And also, I hate the way I look too. I want to look more like an emo and not a poser. Not that I am, but my parents won't let me dye my hair black or get peircings, so I look like a poser. |
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WAIT WAIT WAIT WAIT HAY MA, how comeother people can post statues of bulls farting and signs featuring midgets but I can't invite someone to be a good host for a facehugger? >hisses< That doesn't make any sense, dude.
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ERRRMMMRGRH MAYBEE CUZ IT WUZ FUCKING DIZGUZTING AND NUFFIN 2 DOO WIV SPAMING?
you're an irritating cunt, and i'm not just going on posts here. OD and OT you've been doing the same stupid shit. fuck off, you spasming degenerate. |
So, wait if it wasn't spamming, then why am I gettin' in trouble?
And slime is not disguesting, I only drool when hungry, angry, or aroused, so I don't see the problem with it. In fact, it makes a great lubricant. >chirrups< |
It is spamming. This is your final warning, Gwan-Thwei - the next post I see from you that is offtopic, incomprehensible, ALL-CAPS, accusational, objectionable, blindly stupid or just plain pointless will receive an infraction.
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And that means? Will I get suspended or something?
And i know spamming is wrong, but c'mon, others posted somehting that has nothing to do with names. I know that doesn't make it okay.... |
This is what you do that constitutes spam:
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I know...oh so it was a compilation of all that I have done that led to this.
Well. Shit. I'm screwed no matter what I do. Bye Yall! >closes page< |
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I never bathe, I wear only the cheapest of second-hand clothes and I use the internet in public libraries. I clean my teeth with toothpicks I take out of garbage cans and I sleep on a park bench with a newspaper as a sheet. When I need to go to the toilet I just do it where I am, and change my pants later. I have two pairs, you see. I sit on street corners and blink dolefully at passers-by, hoping they'll give me money, or food at the very least. And they often do. I got three apple-cores this morning.
I comb my hair with my fingernails and I'm constantly trying to null the efforts to get rid of me of both government officials and librarians. My shirt has seven holes too many and my trousers are just one big hole. I have so many fleas that dogs won't come within a hundred miles of me. So many flies are breeding on me that the spiders can't eat them fast enough. My shoes are three sizes too small, but that doesn't matter because they haven't any soles. This also helps keep down the stink of my feet, although there are still a number of deaths each week. Snot streams constantly from my great warty nose and my oily, black hair hangs forward over my bloodshot and cheap drug-stained eyes. I have but two teeth which are black and as cracked as I am, and people passing my park bench - the area around which is littered with sixteen years' worth of rotting junk - often run screaming back to their homes, or to the police station. Whiny shits - why must they always throw things at me, or contact the authorities? Or the cryptozoologists? They need to start behaving in a proper manner, and conforming to most other people's standards. Whiny shits. |