Alrighty then. A nice, non-pube-board-nieghbored boardy thing.
go.
ohhh yesssss...stupid-birdnuggets.... anyway, here'smy characters sooo far:Ron Burgess: A happy-go-lucky but slightly retarded plumber who always carries soufflés in his back pocket and squashes them.
Ken Barbarino: An unlucky and unsuccessful hit man who is encountering some money trouble and needs to find someone to assassinate so he can pay his debts but is having trouble getting work because his only disguise is a tutu.
oh well schmergo's admirers are ... eccentric. which is in no way to implicate that schmerg's work can only be admired by wierd people, because that's not what I mean. but one of them used the phrase "temporarily on hiatus" which is redundant, no?
anyway, they're kinda raucus and a little too random for my liking. Which means that they simply take the random thing to excess - a little is necessary for life, and I'm at the middle ground (a little more random than is necessary), and they are off the deep end, meaning entirely random and their conversation has no flow. And they sing off-key. And did I metion they're very noisy?
and they remind me of those 30-year-old guys who still live with their mothers, for whatever reason.
None of which is in ***ANY*** way meant to reflect on schmergo, because she's totally not like that. (and no, that was not sarcasm)
and I need a crisis to do with the French shutting down all their racing-suit factories. please?
schmergo's admirers??? who cares if they are random?? are they hot??
and I just realized how horrible that sounds, about schmergo's fans. I say all of those things with moderation implied, and please take all of the things I say there with a very large grain of salt.
Do not get me wrong; I think it is very cool that schmergo has fans, and if she enjoys them, then more power to her.
and they are girlies. nice try, though.
dammmit. o well. yesssss, there goes Becca being a nut-nut again.
Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, back. Bored enough to search my name as well as my pen name online.
but not insulted by what I wrote?
ooooh i want to search my name... i dont have a pen name.. i should make one. "Rayneesha Shallawalladingdong" I like it!
youre crazy green shirt grl :D.... lol plumber and sufleses i should have thought of that silly
somebody ought to tell calvin to get his own computer...
Calvin, get yo own computer...
Happy?
ohhhh yeessssss you touch my tralala... my ding ding dong... ....why did that sing come into my head just now??
yuummmmy
Nope, not insulted! I love the name Rayneesha Shallawalladingdong, by the way. You should say you come from the island republic of Moombassa where you are the leader of the Shamtoofi tribe.
This is starting to get interesting.
I am happy, thank you
BAM BAM BABY BAMBAM YOURE MY HUNNYBUNNY MY HUNNYBUNNY OHHH BAM BAM BABY BAMBAM
By the way, I'm pretty sure my work only CAN be enjoyed by total loons. Just reading the first (extraordinarily run-on) sentence of "The Dark Lord's Blog" can make your head explode.
SHAMTOOFI PRIDE YO>>> DOWN WITH EVERYBODY ELSE ON THIS TINY ISLAND>>>> BITCHES
WHERE"S CALVIN< YO?
I hate the fact that you can't hit the refresh button on this.
...
dont you just goto rightclick??
HE'S WRITING HIS PLAY AND LOOKING AT THIS SCREEN, YO! WHY ARE WE USING CAPS LOCKS AND << THESE THINGS>>?
hahahahahahhahhhhhaaaaaaa bitches
oh, I like it! does that make me a total loon?
and is that necessarily exactly what those girls were?
You're having fun, aren't you?
CAUSE WERE TEHCOOLESTS LOLOLOLOLOLOLOL....OLOL....SEX
YEESSSSSSSS>>>>> THAT WASN'T EVEN cAPS lOCK BEFORE... i WAS TRYING TO HIT THE DOT AND THE MOFO IN THIS COMP SHANKED ME UP.... BITCHES
mmmmm tasty tasty despair.... oh how i loveb how you taste in my mouth. sorry im just talking bout my play, its emos :D you know scarlet lies and silken promises of a broken tomorow, all that good stuff
wHYA ARE U THE COOLEST...... I WANT TO BE COOL. EWW FUCK ALL OF YOU MY NAME IS rAYNEESHA IAM THE COOLEST THING IN THIS ROOM
Wow... 0_0
MMMMM YUMMY YO
Riiiight, well... falls out of chair Nellie, you actually read "Dark Lord's Blog?" Why did your brain not melt out of your ears into a little puddle like a molten fudgesicle?
And how exactly do you spell fudgesicle anyway, because that is one weird word.
GAAAAHAHAHAHHAHAAAAAAA I WANT SOME ICE CREAM YO... AND i WANT TO NOT BE SKEETED ON AT LUNCH ....THAT IS JUST NOT COOL
I don't know about you, but despair is MY favourite flavour o' popsicle! Sure beats fudgesicle...
okay so I hereby move to have poppy/rayneesha banned from any language-communication. Anyone want to second?
Sure.
do i often wander in and out of youre dreams wearing nothing but a smile and whispering sweet nothings into youre ear while breaking promises in the dark midnight seclusion of the room with the girl you didnt know i loved
OMG U GUYS SUCK
Nope, the dark midnight was so darn dark that you missed my ear altogether and the sweet nothings ended up stuffed in my nose. Sorry.
I CAN LANGUAGE COMMUNICATE LIKE NOBODY"S BUSINess
Awww, Poppy/Rayneesha makes life fun!
I CAN LANGUAGE COMMUNICATE LIKE NOBODY"S BUSINess
okay cool. poppy, you lose. (naw, I'm just kidding... I think?)
And fudgesicle - your guess is as good as mine.
Although I kinda like sorrow and utter hopelessness...
And yes, I did read the blog. Just now. I like it.
yayayayayayayayayayyyyy i have friends
Zzzzzzzzz