Good, but Buncher Andromeda is still the king of posting gimmicks.
Life is full of difficulty and peril.
This very moment, I feel as if I am battling a horde of ninjas in my mind even more deadly then the ones falling by my blade, because alas, even though I can end ninjas without even a bead of sweat, I could not stop my wife from leaving me.
She could not handle the fact that destroying ninjas is not a 9-5 job. She could never understand why the ninjas needed to die. I tried to explain. It's because they're ninjas, after all, and that's what they do. But she left.
It's all for the best, I suppose, but that does not stop the throwing stars of anguish from piercing my very soul. It is for the best, this my training has taught me, because had the ninjas ever discovered her, even I would not be able to protect her from those demons of the shadows. Even my precious azaleas are gone now, dead at the hands of my stealthy foes.
I do not feel like going on, but I know that I must, else those devils take over this land, and once finished, this world. Ninjas stop for no man's pain. I press on, holding tightly to the hope that the swinging of my blade shall someday stay the hurt, as it has so many ninjas. Thank you for listening, but I must now tend to the ninjas that surround me.
I will now tend to the evil, so that you may tend to that which you love.
Good, but Buncher Andromeda is still the king of posting gimmicks.
She probably left you for someone less embarassing...
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Death never looked so good.
I doubt it, the person that was Lestat didn't have a ninjas fetish.
I'm sorry about your wife, though. Maybe she'll commit seppoku(however it's spelled).
May you one day attain REAL ULTIMATE POWER.
pwned by Ivan
For the benefit of Mr. Kite
there will be a show tonight on trampoline
The Hendersons will all be there
late of Pablo Fanques'fair, what a scene
Over men and horses hoops and garters
and lastly through a hogshead of real fire
In this way Mr. K will challenge the world
The celebrated Mr. K
performs his feats on Saturday at Bishopsgate
The Hendersons will dance and sing
as Mr. Kite flies through the ring, don't be late
Messers K. and H. assure the public
their production will be second to none
And of course Henry the Horse dances the waltz
The band begins at ten to six
when Mr. K performs his tricks without a sound
And Mr. H will demonstrate
ten somersets he'll undertake on solid ground
Having been some days in preparation
a splendid time is guaranteed for all
And tonight Mr. Kite is topping the bill
So I forced my hands in my pockets and felt with my thumbs and gallantly handed her my very last piece of gum.
The Velvet Underground is way better.
Love 'em to death, but Id never, ever be able to say that with a straight face.
Difference of opinion, I guess. Never thought much of Sgt. Pepper, anyway... For some reason this thread just made me think of the circus, and the next illogical connection is...
So I forced my hands in my pockets and felt with my thumbs and gallantly handed her my very last piece of gum.
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