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 Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:14 pm
*blinks*
All I know is that it was huge, and here I am, sore the next day.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:24 pm
Virgil Hawkins *blinks*
All I know is that it was huge, and here I am, sore the next day. "Wallace will be thrilled you said that about him. I'll be sure to let him know."
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:31 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:32 pm
*teleports in*
Howdy folks
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:43 pm
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 7:47 pm
*strolls in*
Another fun night in the Nexus on the brink of destruction...
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:02 pm
((Oh shoot. Assume that post of mine was Jack. I forgot I was on Teddy when I posted that.))
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:04 pm
Yup. Hey, do you think we'll have one of those moments where everything is being sucked into a giant END OF ALL THINGS vortex, and we're all holding on to stuff and slowly, one by one, we all get sucked into the vortex? Who do you think will hold on the longest?
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:05 pm
(ooc: present for Cassie before bedtime for me)
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:07 pm
The guy with the boomstick and 73 Olds.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:14 pm
"Kid, you ask weird questions that are better off left unasked. Go have a beer and find your ***** boyfriend so you two can go play tickle me touchhole." -waves Virgil off-
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:16 pm
*Guy floats in with a karaoke machine made of green energy, remembering the last one had been destroyed by Static. He's even joined by a couple of back-up singers that look like the actual guys from REM.*
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes,
an aeroplane - Lenny Bruce is not afraid.
Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn,
world serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs.
Feed it off an aux speak,, grunt, no, strength,
The ladder starts to clatter with fear fight down height.
Wire in a fire, representing seven games, a government for hire and a combat site.
Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck.
Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped.
Look at that low playing!
Fine, then.
Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do.
Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered and the right - right.
You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers.
Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn.
Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting.
Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate.
Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down.
Watch your heel crush, crushed. Uh-oh, this means no fear cavalier.
Renegade steer clear! A tournament, a tournament, a tournament of lies.
Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
(I feel fine)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
The other night I dreamt of knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line
Leonard Bernstein. Leonid Brezhnev. Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs.
Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom!
You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine.
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it. (It's time I had some time alone)
It's the end of the world as we know it (It's time I had some time alone) and I feel fine
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:20 pm
confused
Hey Powell, how does the rhyme start again?
"Little Jack Horner,
That douche in the corner..."
That's how it starts, right?
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:21 pm
Claps for Guy. Then gets herself a rum and coke.
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Posted: Thu Mar 03, 2011 8:22 pm
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