I'll see your rusty knife and raise it a Minnesotter accent.

I hope you die, you butt-raping bastard.

Hey, you didn't complain at the time.

Oh, you sick fuck.

Funny you should say that . . . I think I've got some sort of disease. You might want to get checked out.

I hate you.

I get that a lot. I can't for the life of me figure out why, though.

*Punts*

Damn straight. The Empire will rule all!

And I'm the only one who'd be entirely serious and not talking about Star Wars when I say that, too.

Yo, why'd Mom change her name back?

Because she's mean. She also threatened me with bodily harm if I changed it back, too.

Aww. . . Another Mommy disowned me . . . I'mma go kill myself . . .

You're an Admin, wonderful Kane!

Sol needs to die.

Hey, it's not Hero's fault he's better than you in every imagineable way.

I agree, Hero Cloud should have all power for he is a far better dictator then I. So today I officially deem it 'Hero Cloud Day'! All Hail!

So it is written, so shall it be!

*twitches horribly*

o_o

Oh noez! There is only twenty minutes left on Hero Cloud Day!

*snickers quietly in the corner as she plots Kane's execution*

My name is Steven and I like boys stir-fried or barbequed, but never broiled.

Like I said, Don ain't got nothin' on me.

Yeah, well I hope you get eaten alive by rabid chipmonks. I would never let a day pass by without taking the opportunity to suggest such a blasphemously wonderful thing as Hero being an Admin. Ever.

I feel far smarter than most of the staff here.

Because you are.

That she is.

*sings*

I feel pretty, oh so pretty, I feel pretty, and witty, and grand!

*shot. bleeds.*

Oh noez! She died on Hero Cloud Day! That means she's gonna live in his aura forever and ever and ever!

Don't you mean era?

Hell no. A dictator's skill is measured by the percentage of his population that dies off. Hero would be incapable of maintaining a sustainable population, despite his fragrant flaunting of Darwinist thinking.

I know how I'm gonna die. By lynch mob. I also masturbate to pictures of Michael Jackson. Y'know how folks accused Mikey of molesting little boys? C'mere, Kane. I's gots me some dogs.

Michael Jackson.. reminds me of Johnny Depp playing Willy Wonka.

I seriously have to see that movie. Or else puppies die.

... eww... That's all I have to say other then... Oh fine, go ahead and make my day. I'm not sure whether I have five bullets or six left in this revolver. On average, it takes two to kill a man. One of you looks a little scrawny. I'd be real happy if he died with just one shot.
So go ahead. Make my day.

Stop fucking with Mom's post, Steve-o.

I can't help it. Call it an Oedipus complex.

Help! I've escaped from Richard Gere's basement and I can't find Michael's house! He promised me toys and candy if I went into his Elite Special Assassinations Unit. We're s'posed to hit Brittney Spears. I can't miss it!

I hope he tracks you down and rapes you some more.

C'mon . . . we all saw the counter to that'ne. Please tell me you guys saw it. Please.

This is so amusing. o-o *has the popcorn out*

Please tell me you don't really like boys.

EDIT: Mom should like boys and Sol shouldn't. . . just so everyone's on the same page.

No way, man. Just because I can't get a date doesn't mean I be likin' boys. The wiminfolks just be hatin', is all.
Although it's perfectly alright if Mom likes other gurlz.

I hate you Sol, I really do.

I'm surprised it took you this long.

I see things, I see them with my EYES!
I see things, they're often in disguise, like,

CARROTS HANDBAGS CHEESE

*doo-doo-doo*

I see things, I see them with my EYES!
I see things, they're often in disguise, like,

CARROTS HANDBAGS CHEESE WEDDINGS PYGMIES POETS
KUALA LUMPUR
MIDGETS STALIN BUDGIES
KUALA LUMPUR

*doo-doo-doo*

CARROTS HANDBAGS CHEESE

sp3llingzor loL!

Just so's I can beat Kane to it . . . You said 'lol'. You must die.

:P

Man, this is the spam board. It's made for that shit.

Dont make me bust out teh Flyboy impresssions!!!

Y'all didn't see when I forgot to put the '=color' portion in the tags. *Jedi mind trick.*

No one has dragged me into the world of star wars addiction/fanboys so that doesn't work on me. :P *notes the bet with Andrew is still on*

Hell, I can fix that. Go here and play.

Mom, will you tell us if you like girls?

*goes into a deadly man-hating Feminist rage and kills Kane*

Wait a tic. I can't be his mother. I'm a virgin.
And I'll be one for a long, long time, too . . .

You say that like you -want- to stay a virgin forever.


...
what about Jesus?

If Kane is an immaculate conception, then I should start seeing folks with the number of the Beast tattooed on their foreheads and wrists.

Oh, I don't have much of a choice in the matter.

Sad thing is, he's just so damn man-sexy that I can't understand how that could be the truth. o_o

Awwww.

I'm a dead man.

*cracks her knuckles* You. Are. Dead. o_o

Bring it.

So, who wants to start placing bets? Lynch mob before I'm twenty or after?

20 bucks say after, but soon. o_o

Feh. Shows what you know. I see torches outside my window now.