TPCGBTD: the Two People Called Gay Because They're Differen are two people called gay because they're different.
GWMJAMJAS: the Guy Who Makes Jokes About Michael Jackson And Sex makes jokes about Michael Jackson and sex.
PDWFHLM: the Pokemon Dude Who Forgets His Lunch Money plays Pokemon and never has any lunch, I only have to assume it's because he has no money.
Me: Me is me
MF: My Friend is my friend.
Begin act I:
All sit down
PDWFHLM (to TPCGBTD): I watched your binders and now demand tribute.
TPCGBTD gives PDWFHLM part of their lunch.
GWMJAMJAS: Look, my hands are human reproductive organs. Watch me stick my finger into my hand for that is what TPCGBTD did to Michael Jackson last night.
End act I
Begin act II
Many minutes later.
GWMJAMJAS: HITLER HAD SEX WITH MICHAEL JACKSON!!!!
MF gives reluctant laugh so he doesn't anger GWMJAMJAS.
Me facepalms again.
GWMJAMJAS: WHO HERE THINKS TPCGBTD IS GAY?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!
No hands are raised.
MF and Me exit stage left.
End act II
I demand to see this on broadway. Based on a true story.
If you see these and don't want to kill yourself, you're some sort of god.
There's one I wanted to show you, but I couldn't find it on YouTube, it goes something like this.
Twin 1: Hey we're on a ship! (Or something to the effect of "Dear viewers, we believe that most of you have IQ's under 12, and would like to explain everything to you to avoid any confusion.")
Twin 2 (After some useless dialogue): I estimate we're going about 20 knots
Unbelievably stupid girl: Knots? I don't know how to tie knots!
Twin 2: No, it's a measurement of speed, I must explain this to you so people with IQ's under 12 will know what knots are.
Unbelievably stupid girl says something unbelievably stupid
Bailey, the new girl: Hi, I'm Bailey, the new girl. (This is the one line I am absolutely is 100% accurate with the commercial.)
Unbelievably stupid girl: Hi Bailey! Can you tie knots?
Bailey, the new girl: Well I can shuck corn, slop pigs, and do some other stereotypical farm thing that will assure you I am a "Fish out of water." My lack of knowledge of modern living will ensure hilarity and the same 5 jokes being used 500,000 times each. I am sure I can handle a few knots!
Unbelievably stupid girl: Shuck? slop? Other thing? I just got a manicure! See me hold up my hand to indicate to viewers what a manicure is?
*Other promotional stuff is said*
DISCLAIMER: Making fun of Disney is a favorite pastime of mine. If you don't like it you can ignore me.
School starts on Monday. I'm not really apprehensive about going back because I've been so BORED. I think most of my teachers are okay, and I'm top of the school. I was really busy at the beginning of summer but it quieted down very suddenly and the boredom set in.
IN CONCLUSION: School o school, mighty building of glass and stone, hall of education located on a street with a terrible name, I say to thee, BRING IT ON.
I thought I only had to do a test on a book for the first day of school but I was told I had to do a report so I typed up a report really quick and here I am.
[bragging]Even if I did do the report in an hour it's still probably better that 90% of the reports that will get turned in. THAT'S HOW FRICKIN' SMART I AM![/bragging]
1st Period, band-The teacher lost his voice, he shouldn't have come today. He tried to yell at two of the French horns because they were being lazy cabbages and not playing, but it just came out as a louder whisper. He said "Do you want me to throw something?" in reference to the fact that he lost his temper at the same horns in orchestra winds (Which I am not a part of) yesterday and threw a stand into the seats (Luckily no one was in there).
2nd period, PE-Oh boy, mile run. Due to the fact that my gym teacher never does stretches and the most I've ever run in the past 4 months is five minutes, I did it in 10:00. I could do it in 8-9 last year. >.< Two kids (Who are the type that don't care about school AT ALL) walked the entire thing at got a time around 15:00, the coach got mad at them and she lectured them after class.
3rd period, math-Factoring trinomials, nothing to report. The classroom was pretty much empty because all of the ninth graders who failed Algebra last year (Who makes up a majority of my class) were watching An Inconvenient Truth.
4th period, Spanish-Probably the highlight of my day. About halfway through the period, the office aid brings a note from the counseling center for me. I went down and the counselor gave me a "Certificate of outstanding achievement on the IOWA test" at the beginning of the year, wewt. I go back to class and about 10 minutes later, the teacher gets a call asking for me and another girl. We arrive at the vice principals office and they show us a print off of our math grade. She told us that we needed to get our score up or we would miss lunch tomorrow to make it up. I have NO idea why the vice principal (Or rather the person substituting for her) needed to tell us that.
5th period, Language Arts-Reading a story. We were looking over an inkblot test we took yesterday and when we came to one the teacher asked him what it looked like to him and he said "It looks like to girls and one cup" I think that video is a hit all over our school.
6th period, Science-Working on a project, nothing to report.
7th period, U.S. History-The student teacher gave us a short lecture because we were horrible yesterday. Then we did notes and worked on the project I mentioned in the previous entry (Which no one commented on :( ). Everyone was oddly quiet.
This has to be the longest entry I've ever made.
No one commented on this entry so I have to bump it because I spent so much valuable time on it.
Last night and this morning there was a church activity, can you guess what it was? I'll give you a hint. First we drove into The Willows (that's what the place was called, not a willow tree), past a couple of houses and past a bathroom complex. I noted a sign that warned us the bathrooms were guarded with cameras. We drove down the pavement a little while longer, over a bridge crossing an irragation canal, found a parking place, and began setting up.
That's right, we went camping! The Willows is possibly the lamest campground on Earth, but I won't elaborate on that because so many other interesting things happened!
First was Little Angry Kid, who will henceforth be knows as LAK. Unfourtunately, our campsite was far away from the nice bathroom building, so we had to use a port-o-potty. As you may know, they can only fit one person and the one person ahead of us was very slow, that's when LAK showed up.
LAK=Little angry kid
I began to wander off for a moment and when I came back I was greeted by the shrill rantings of LAK.
LAK: HURRY UP IN THERE I GOTTA FART!!!!!!
Z: You can just fart in a bush.
LAK: DON'T MAKE ME FART IN YOUR FACE!!!!!!
Me and my brother just exchanged glances.
LAK (Talking to me): THAT KID IS STUPID!!! (Referring to my brother)
M: He can't help it, don't be so mean.
LAK: I KNOW HE'S A BUNDLE OF STICKS!!!!!
M: Oh dear, I've never heard something so original and offencive in my life.
LAK: SHUT UP A-HOLE!!!!!!!!! I'LL SHOVE YOUR HEAD THROUGH THAT CAR DOOR!!!!!!1
By this point, LAK's brother was probably feeling emberassed.
LAK's brother puts LAK's hands behind LAK's back and pushed LAK up against the car door.
LAK's brother: You have the right to remain, silent, anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law.
LAK: KISS MY BUTTOCKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
LAK then proceeds to kiss the car door he's pressed against.
The person in the bathroom gets out and me and my brother and my brother's friend (Who was in the bathroom) leave very quickly.
That's almost exactly how it went, I swear I didn't make anything up.
I would have liked to pwned the little thorn with my superior wit, but I didn't want to offend his brother who I know to be an okay person.
Later that night, the grass under our fire pit caught on fire and we played capture the flag with GPS and towels.
It's not what you think it is. Lagoon in an amusement park a little North of Salt Lake City. The eighth graders at our school went there for physics day, which I know nothing about, honest.
Anyway, we got there and went on some rides and I learned a very important thing. Food and water is good. A bowl of Fruity Pebbles and a medium roast beef sandwich combo from Arby's (Which cost me $9 by the way. WTF!!) cannot sustain a man as large as me for eight hours, especially if that man has very little water.
Yesterday we decided that we would eat out at a Mexican restaurant and see a hockey game with tickets courtesy of the team chiropractor who just happens to live across the street from us. Even if none of us particularly like hockey, we decided it would be fun. But first we had to get dinner. It was at a nice little Mexican place called La Luna (Which means The Moon for you non bilingual people). We've been there before, it's nice. We sit down (Should I mention that it was at the same exact place we sat last time we went?) and order. I get a smothered burrito and the rest of my family gets other food (Two of my brothers get American food, pfft). I finish quickly and leave to go to the bathroom. My brother comes with me (You have to use the buddy system!). I walk in and go quickly, but my brother is waiting for a stall with voices coming out of it. I thought I only heard one, but my brother swears he heard two men talking in Spanish. What they were doing I really don't care to know.
We left that place and went to the for the E-center. We had our tickets on will-call so we went into a lower part of the place to get them. Their system was really slow. It had A-I in one line, and K-Z in the other (Anyone notice a problem?). Because our last name starts with L we had to wait in the longest line. And because it was the longest, it was also the one with the slowest people. We eventually got our tickets, so we left the will-call place and went into the main entrance and into another line. Luckily this one moved faster and we were able to find our seats (Which were actually really good). Like I've said before, none of our family really likes hockey. But I think now my sister does because she was shouting "GO GRIZZLIES!" the entire time. How an eight year old girl can shout so loud for so long is beyond me, and the weirdest part about it is, she's not hoarse today. The Grizzlies lost 4-1, I don't think they're very good.
Please allow me to offer a fair and balanced analysis on the case that shall henceforth be known as Mutt vs. Sal's.
I noticed Mutt, Ptolemy, and the rest of that group a lot. In fact, I placed a lot of the newer-but-still-active members in that group under a different label. I couldn't quite pin down what I thought of them, like Fruityfed said in his blog entry. They just existed. It's hard to say exactly where Mutt vs. Sal's began, but in my opinion, Ptolemy's TALSF topic was the catalyst that brought it to most people's attention. Eventually, TALSF would become sort of a synechdoce (there's a good word.) for the whole group.
Then there came RuneCake. There was nothing special about it, just another spin-off from Sal's destined to die within a matter of weeks. I noticed that it seemed to be growing more than the average fansite, but it was not extraordinary until Mutt quit. He cyptically mentioned "Another Fansite" he would be using, and that started a vendetta against RC for some people. RC was trolled by many people, but it all culminated when Fabis hacked and porn-spammed the board.
That, in my opinion, was when we went from having some innocent-but-kind-of-mean-spirited-fun to being total b******.
Mutt was mad. He railed against everyone that had ever wronged him. He called people names and told them how much he hated them. (On a somewhat related note, please see this very informative Wikipedia article.) Everyone else got up on their pedestals and began telling him how he was in the wrong. He was the one that provoked them, he was the one with a terrible response (Okay, technically it was Gaz, but I think my point is still valid, details details -.- ) It has nothing to do with the fact that we were the ones that trolled the forum or hacked his internetz. Everything took some sort of convoluted path and ended in a place where it was his fault, not mine.
So, in conclusion: you all fail. Within the space of a few weeks almost everyone here has had the oppurtunity to make a fool out of him/herself, and most have taken that chance. Except for me, of course. I am the only one who is right amidst this turmoil.
Where's my latte? I asked for one 10 freakin' minutes ago.
any one who wants jagex to bring back pk let me no. anyone who agrees let me no ok.
y u guys get rid of pking ur stupid dumb founded idiots.
it grinds my gears and every one should sew ur *****.
it grinds my gears plz bring back pking.