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 Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 7:50 pm
The vending machine crushes me.
I drop a pair of pliers.
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Posted: Fri Oct 10, 2008 8:01 pm
i pick up the pliers then try to use them but the thinking kills me
i drop a box of choclate
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 7:00 am
I picked up the choclate and ate it,then i turn to nothingness.
I dropped a boxer.(a man pants. sweatdrop )
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 1:52 pm
if your talking about man pants then make it plural which would be boxers. a boxer is a dog.
i pick up the boxers and put them on. they turn out to be magical, and they grant me a wish. i wish for a trip to australia and get this: i get malled by a flippen kangaroo. wtf?
i drop a postcard.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 4:34 pm
The postcard drops into a high speed wind tunnel, flies through it, and decapitates me. My body flails around for about ten seconds before dropping to the ground devoid of life.
I drop my airplane ticket.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 5:24 pm
i pick up the plain ticket and go back to find that damn kangaroo, but he finds me first...
i drop my purse.
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Posted: Sat Oct 11, 2008 7:58 pm
I pick up the purse but the cops stop me at a road block and I am convicted of AoiMakura's murder and sentenced to death.
I drop a sock.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 2:59 pm
I pick up the sock and smell it... bad idea. I pass out from the smell.
Then somebody on the spot just hijacks my organs to sell on the black market... I had a key with me for some reason.
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Posted: Sun Oct 12, 2008 7:56 pm
I pick up the key and go around the town trying to find the door it unlocks. I find the door and unlock it only to realize it is a hide out for gangsters and I am gunned down in the door way.
I drop a screwdriver.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 3:53 am
Some psychopath on the street sees the screwdriver on the sidewalk and picks it up. I'm busy talking on the phone and he comes out of nowhere, stabbing me in the neck and back repeatedly. I stumble around for a few minutes, bleeding profusely, before falling out into traffic. I'm hit by a semi-trailer and pronounced dead on the spot.
Somehow, my phone survived this ordeal.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 11:52 am
i find the phone and decide to keep it. unfourtunatly i used it to much and ended up with cancer from the radiation...?
i drop my will.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 8:18 pm
I pick up your will only to get mugged and beaten to death by your greedy relatives.
I drop a hex wrench.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 8:38 pm
I grab the hex wrench.
go to walmart.
demand a refund.
they ask for a receipt.
as i was a pedestrian
walking by, i dont have one.
My anger gets the best of me.
I go super saiyan.
and destroy everyone.
I start to fade
leaving behind my heart.
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Posted: Mon Oct 13, 2008 8:47 pm
I pick up the heart but the cops see me and gun me down thinking that I was some psychotic killer.
I drop a putty knife.
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Posted: Wed Oct 15, 2008 5:38 pm
I pretend like I know what a putty knife is a get shot for being stupid.
I drop my pants...
@Cobalt: Yo! Long time, no speak...
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