Optimus-Crime
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Icepick was blindsided by a blind date--wordplay I had not first noticed--with a chick who was all cray cray.
"Hawaiian!" shouted Lien, totally no selling the blind date story.
"I'm cool with just cheese or pepperoni, but I won't eat anything without garlic dipping sauce," added Rakon. "THAT is my real favourite pizza topping." Rakon would also mention that, yes, bitches be crazy.
And that's when Ugh made his presence known. Ugh, with the most telling of scars. Ugh, that is the seed of power. Ugh, that is the inheritor of the horrible hoary hammer of the gods. Ugh, the one who is destined to vanquish all evil and, if he so wished, bring it all back again. UGH.
UGHROCHESTER.
"THE GIRLS WHO I WANT TO FUCK ME GIRLS FUCK ME GIRLS ARE THE GIRLS I LIKE THE MOST!" he moistfully bellowed, happily shouting every sentence he managed to piece together.
MattAY, like a giant Burmese leopard eating snake basking in front of our piggish faces like a poem, charmingly adds,
"Anything can go on my pizza except pineapple and anchovies."
Sourdeez, for once, feels in tune with the natural universe. Psychically linked with the beautiful snake being, having dreamt himself of eating leopards, boars, dik diks, Sourdeez, with the social grace of a saint, sees himself in MattAY. It is a beautiful moment, indeed. Like looking at his image in the mirror, it is a perfect moment.
But LinksOcarina notices some action, and runs over to spoil it!
The terrible reader spills his ass into the thread:
And what do you know, dear reader? Providence must have shined on Sourdeez this day for the team of Icepick and intoTheRain come in bro-ing it up, completely ignoring LinksOcarina's comments.
LinksOcrarina was hit palpably with shame.
"Except onions ," Dobby2244 commanded, her throat rasped without its usual gravy lube. Realizing her throat was foodless, Dobby2244 leaves exiting for the kitchen.
Sensing a topic derailment, a phantom of fear falls across the faces of others. These sort of happenings quite often end in failure. Something bad is bound to happen.
The flood gate opened.
Italian sausages, shrimp, feta,broccoli, pepperoni, extra garlic salt!
"ENOUGH!" danielrbischoff lamented. "Now I have to order pizza."
With the room in accord and the congregation gathered, the entire GR populous supped on pizza of various huts.
The next morning a miraculous event unfolds. Looking to make amends for the prior day's gaffe, LinksOcarina suggests
This idea makes its way through the jungle of consciousness just as a veritable fountain of turbine-propelled posts issue forth upon the thread!
This is it! This is the non sequitur the thread was waiting for! What it was always meant to be! Oh, how the wine talks!
But, oh no! Optimus-Crime coudln't make it through the tiny door! Even impeded by the onslaught of positive postings, the now totally bonkers Optimus-Crime crashes down on the thread! The thread that would have been is now a sad display. Optimus-Crime, at the drunken bottom of the depression well, and his once formidable foe, mindless and flailing.
Longo_2_guns takes a sip off of what has to be whiskey and hands the flask to Optimus-Crime. Optimus-Crime takes a giant pull. And then Longo says, "Let's get out of here.
You like flying motorcycles?"
"Anything's better than crawling."
They both laugh and hold their bellies, like two Santas on opposite ends of the scale. Optimus-Crime gathers up his worn out jokes and stuff that he wants to take with him.
I can't open the other topic. I can't prune out those posts. I wish I could. This will have to do.
Icepick was blindsided by a blind date--wordplay I had not first noticed--with a chick who was all cray cray.
Icepick said:I got blindsided by a blind date last night, not cool. My two friends decided to play match maker with someone who "is perfect for you." Now I hate socializing, I know this may come as a shock to some of you, but I hate people as a general rule. Add in the pain from my arm and these meds that are making me feel like shit, I had little hope that this would turn out alright.
When we got there, she was actually pretty attractive to be honest, but she was already shitfaced at the bar. Not a good start, seeing as she was already 3 sheets to the wind, we figured we'd go grab something to eat, and that's when the bucket of crazy was dumped on my head.
She let out a few subtle signs of being nuts on the trip over there, overly affectionate to a man she just met, and apparently she showers with her cat. I'm already in cold shoulder mode, I want nothing to do with this lush, but I can't be an ass seeing as my so called friends worked to set this up.
Fortunately, I didn't have to end it, she did it for me. While arguing over what kind of pizza to get, she starts getting pissed because we aren't eager to grab a vegan pizza. She was going on and on about how she's superior because of her vegan lifestyle, along with subtle hints that she feels men are inferior.
I suggest she just gets an individual slice, and we'll get whatever the 3 of us want. She snaps, saying it wont work if I wont partake in her lifestyle, and I finally had enough. I explain how she's full of shit about being vegan because she wants a cheese pizza, vegans don't eat cheese. What started was a rant of epic proportions with classic lines like "Don't tell me about my lifestyle, I know what it is" and "You can't control me, you're clearly a psycho who wants a woman to bend to his will." The rant was so loud and long that the owner came over to ask us to leave, which just pissed her off more. It eventually concluded with me having a pepsi thrown in my face and her storming out.
Long story short, what does GR like on their pizza?
"Hawaiian!" shouted Lien, totally no selling the blind date story.
"I'm cool with just cheese or pepperoni, but I won't eat anything without garlic dipping sauce," added Rakon. "THAT is my real favourite pizza topping." Rakon would also mention that, yes, bitches be crazy.
And that's when Ugh made his presence known. Ugh, with the most telling of scars. Ugh, that is the seed of power. Ugh, that is the inheritor of the horrible hoary hammer of the gods. Ugh, the one who is destined to vanquish all evil and, if he so wished, bring it all back again. UGH.
UGHROCHESTER.
"THE GIRLS WHO I WANT TO FUCK ME GIRLS FUCK ME GIRLS ARE THE GIRLS I LIKE THE MOST!" he moistfully bellowed, happily shouting every sentence he managed to piece together.
MattAY, like a giant Burmese leopard eating snake basking in front of our piggish faces like a poem, charmingly adds,
"Anything can go on my pizza except pineapple and anchovies."
Sourdeez, for once, feels in tune with the natural universe. Psychically linked with the beautiful snake being, having dreamt himself of eating leopards, boars, dik diks, Sourdeez, with the social grace of a saint, sees himself in MattAY. It is a beautiful moment, indeed. Like looking at his image in the mirror, it is a perfect moment.
But LinksOcarina notices some action, and runs over to spoil it!
The terrible reader spills his ass into the thread:
LinksOcarina said:Plain is fine for me.
And yeah, that sounded like a shitty date all around.
And what do you know, dear reader? Providence must have shined on Sourdeez this day for the team of Icepick and intoTheRain come in bro-ing it up, completely ignoring LinksOcarina's comments.
LinksOcrarina was hit palpably with shame.
"Except onions ," Dobby2244 commanded, her throat rasped without its usual gravy lube. Realizing her throat was foodless, Dobby2244 leaves exiting for the kitchen.
Sensing a topic derailment, a phantom of fear falls across the faces of others. These sort of happenings quite often end in failure. Something bad is bound to happen.
The flood gate opened.
Italian sausages, shrimp, feta,broccoli, pepperoni, extra garlic salt!
"ENOUGH!" danielrbischoff lamented. "Now I have to order pizza."
With the room in accord and the congregation gathered, the entire GR populous supped on pizza of various huts.
The next morning a miraculous event unfolds. Looking to make amends for the prior day's gaffe, LinksOcarina suggests
LinksOcarina said:We should open up a pizza parlor.
This idea makes its way through the jungle of consciousness just as a veritable fountain of turbine-propelled posts issue forth upon the thread!
This is it! This is the non sequitur the thread was waiting for! What it was always meant to be! Oh, how the wine talks!
But, oh no! Optimus-Crime coudln't make it through the tiny door! Even impeded by the onslaught of positive postings, the now totally bonkers Optimus-Crime crashes down on the thread! The thread that would have been is now a sad display. Optimus-Crime, at the drunken bottom of the depression well, and his once formidable foe, mindless and flailing.
Longo_2_guns takes a sip off of what has to be whiskey and hands the flask to Optimus-Crime. Optimus-Crime takes a giant pull. And then Longo says, "Let's get out of here.
You like flying motorcycles?"
"Anything's better than crawling."
They both laugh and hold their bellies, like two Santas on opposite ends of the scale. Optimus-Crime gathers up his worn out jokes and stuff that he wants to take with him.
I can't open the other topic. I can't prune out those posts. I wish I could. This will have to do.