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Randy Travesty: PHANTOM QUEEN

Mariana Horchata posted:

I once encountered a random man whole walking thru the woods on 4/20/04

They were wearing a Dominos Pizza uniform so nothing was said between us aside from a simple knowing nod of mutual acknowledgement

that was my pizza, my dude

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# ? Apr 18, 2024 04:03

Sing Along: by Athanatos

sometimes I pass a cat and I don't give its cute little head a scritch

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# ? Mar 14, 2017 21:36

Munchables: Ask/tell me about legal cannibalism

hosed up if true

# ? Mar 14, 2017 23:02

Arash: Professional opossum.

I once took 7 hits of acid and marathoned the X-Files for 23 hours. It was a transformative experience to say the least. I remember Skully looked like a butterfly and I went outside to pick up some food I ordered and everything was caterpillars.

# ? Mar 14, 2017 23:30

Mariana Horchata

hamjobs posted:

that was my pizza, my dude

nah u would never eat Dominos c'mon

ive often wondered though if that was the noid, enticing stoners in the woods by taking the form of a lost delivery driver with a hot bag o pies to lure them back to his lair like a brothers grimm fairy tale and turned into hot quality noid pizza

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j696bHtrYTM

# ? Mar 15, 2017 02:03

Sing Along: by Athanatos

this is a lot to ponder...

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# ? Mar 15, 2017 02:25

deep dish peat moss

I still miss the forums posters I posted with in 2008 BYOB when I was young

# ? Mar 15, 2017 02:56

deep dish peat moss

I still lay in bed and look at the little carvings in my wall that I made of their avatars, and I trace my fingers over them and whisper their usernames. At least... the ones I haven't forgotten. I hope I don't lose anyone else...

# ? Mar 15, 2017 02:57

deep dish peat moss

I cradle back and forth, nausea punching my gut up so I hold my knees to my chest. For comfort I look at the sharpie marks on the wall behind my bed. My login credentials for the Zybourne Clock Project forum. Rex... Where are you mister Meteorite? We need you now mor ethan ever.

# ? Mar 15, 2017 03:00

deep dish peat moss

I look under my bed, at the Barbie and Ken dolls except they wear little paper masks printed with Awful Yearbook photos of Bick and Alex the Grape. I pull them out of their boxes, I can play with them. They bicker, and then... almost. They almost kiss. But almost always turns in to more bickering. Ah, yeah. That's the stuff. This feels like home.

# ? Mar 15, 2017 03:02

deep dish peat moss

I write posts to Professor Booty asking for music recommendations on little pieces of paper that I fold up in to airplanes and I throw them out the window, and I watch them drift out over the ocean. They eventually dip and fall in to the water, none of them can make it past the horizon. Stuck here in this hell, just like me........

# ? Mar 15, 2017 03:05

Sing Along: by Athanatos

deep dish peat moss posted:

I write posts to Professor Booty asking for music recommendations on little pieces of paper that I fold up in to airplanes and I throw them out the window, and I watch them drift out over the ocean. They eventually dip and fall in to the water, none of them can make it past the horizon. Stuck here in this hell, just like me........

I was deeply moved while reading this, and then I heard the whisper: "summary executions". Is this my dankest secret? Is it even my own secret? If this was your secret, please let us know in the thread.

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# ? Mar 15, 2017 04:43