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| this plastic, it brings me elation | |
| funky. funky, funky, funky. funky ted nelson. funky ted beans. it's all funky to me, you see. funky see, funky do. funky doritos. funky doorknobs. funky carolingian miniscule. super-funky james brown. funky cardigans. and now for something completely funky. we love to see you get funky. it was a dark and funky night. alas, poor yorick! he knew funky, horatio. we hold these truths to be self-funky. jimmy carter will be configured with an advanced communications mast to support the high-volume data requirements of funky-centric warfare. whole floras, all linnaeus' and buffon's volumes, are dry catalogues of funky; but the most trivial of this funk, the habit of a plant, the organs, or work, or noise of an insect, applied to the illustration of funky in intellectual philosophy, or, in any way associated to human nature, affects us in the most lively and agreeable manner. | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-17 03:06:00 | |
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| reheating sandwich | |
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| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2006-12-16 19:20:00 | |
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| NOOOOOOOOO | |
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I have neither the time nor the desire, to relate in detail all of the adventures that have befallen me. The universes that I have passed into. The things that I have seen and experienced and learned on all of the worlds since I left the planet that I'd called home. Ever smaller cycles, infinite universes, neverending. Each presenting something new. Some queer variataion of life or intelligence. Life, Intellegence. Terms I once associated with things animate, things protoplasmic and understandable. I find it hard to apply them to all of the divergencies of shape and form and construction that I have encountered. Worlds, young, warm, volcanic and steaming. The single cell emerging from the slime of warm oceans, to propagate on primordial continents. other worlds innumerable. life divergent in all branches, from the single cell, amorphous globules, amphibian, crustecean, reptilian, plant, insect, bird, mammal. All possible variataions and combinations. Biological monstrosities indescribable! Other forms beyond any attempt of classification. Beyond all reason or comprehension of my puny mind. Essences of pure flame. Others, gasuous, incandecent and quiscent alike. Plant forms encompassing an entire globe. Crystalline beings, sentient and reasoning. Green shimmering columnar forms, seemingly liquid, defying gravity by some strange power of cohesion. A world of sound vibrations, throbbing, expanding, reverbrating in unbrokrn echoes that nearly drove me crazy. Globular brainlike masses, utterly disassociated from any material substance. Imterdimentional beings, all shapes and shapeless. Entities utterly incapible of registratin on any of my sences except the sixth, that of instinct. Suns dying. Planets cold, and dark, and airless. Last vestiges of once proud races, struggling for a few more meager years of sustenence. Great cavities, beds of evaporating seas. Small furry animals, scurring to cover at my approach. Desolation. Ruins, crumbling surely into the sands of barren deserts. The last mute evidence of vanished civilizations. Other worlds aflourish with life, blessed with light and heat. Staggering cities, vast populations, ships pawing the surface of oceans, and others, in the air, huge observatories, tremendous strides in the sciences, spaceflight, battles for the suprmecy of worlds, blasting rays of superdestruction, collision of planets, disruption of solar systems, cosmic anniliation. Light, space, a univerce with a tenious, filmy, something around it, which I burst through, all around me, not the customary blackness of outer space I had known, but light filled with the tiny dots that were globes of darkness, that were burnt out suns, and lifeless planets. Nowhere a shimmering planet, mowhere a flaming sun, only remote specks of black amid the high saturated emptiness. How many of the infinitly smaller atomic cycles I have passed into? I do not know. I tried to keep count of them at first, but somewhwere between twenty and thirty, I gave it up, and that was long ago. Each time i would think, this cannot go on forever, it cannot, surely this next time I must reach the end, but I have not reached the end. Good God, how can there be an end. Worlds composed of atoms, each atom similarly composed. The end would have to be an indestructable solid that cannot be, all matter divisible into smaller matter. What keeps me from going insane? I want to go insane. I am tired. A strange tiredness neither of mind nor body. Death would be a welcome releif from this endless fate that is mine. but even death has denyed me. I have sought it, I have prayed for it, and begged for it, but it is not to be. |
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| Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2006-12-16 04:18:00 | |
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R^BOT FUNCTION MARKET INCREASE ON BROCCOLI RETURNS! PLS INCREASE YOUR PORTFOLIO ON THIS STANDARD MARKET INCREASE TODAY# HACKERSAW |
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| Posted by wolf530 (analog hacker extraordinaire) @ 2006-12-16 03:59:00 | |
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| lkdjs;lgkajf;ldkfa | |
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I set root's owner name to winker Trellis-coded asshat |
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| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2006-12-16 00:28:00 | |
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| i think i'm bristol sized | |
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TRIP HOP whirr whirr whirr TRIP HOP wachita wachita wachita TRIP HOP veelyshoe veelyshoe veelyshoe |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-14 21:43:00 | |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-14 07:27:00 | |
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| STROKESTROKESTROKEHALP | |
CUZ NOBUDY <3'S ME ITS TRUUUUUUUEEEEEEEE.
Jury Duty
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| Posted by Supporter of Ham #2361 @ 2006-12-14 07:03:00 | |
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| THIS POTATO CHIP MEANS THE WORLD TO ME | |
| CRUNCH CRUCNH CURUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNMC CHRUCM CRRRRUCH chomp chomp CHRRRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNCH CRUNNNNCH CRUNCH sip sip a nice merlot CRUUNCH CRUNNNCH CRYUnch~ | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-14 06:43:00 | |
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| lvl up | |
| the potato deflates. you get 3621 XP, a +2 legendary terrarium, and a lukewarm burrito. it hums with power. | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-14 06:33:00 | |
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| qqq muthafucka | |
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SAY IT LOUD, SAY IT PROUD:
QQQ MUTHAFUCKA!!! |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-14 06:25:00 | |
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| implantable rutabaga | |
| It was a tuesday midnight, and the turnips were rather orange that night. We were wandering around Ahern, and the pyramid in front of me spoke: "the troops are fucking shitheads." Surprised, I touched it and felt the flow of data transfer. Accepting, I now knew the location of my missing hat. | |
| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2006-12-09 13:39:00 | |
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| yugo stockz | |
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what do elderly ladies speak of over their pie and mash? perhaps come to viddy? my stairs are creaky and in dire need of an increased infrastructure budget.
try this at home: light your hair on fire. but only briefly. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-08 17:43:00 | |
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| 110% yugoe | |
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what do elderly ladies speak of over their pie and mash? perhaps come to viddy? my stairs are creaky and in dire need of an increased infrastructure budget.
try this at home: light your hair on fire. but only briefly. |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-08 17:37:00 | |
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| Aqua Teen Yugo Force, epsode I | |
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It started during a moment that seemed innocent enough. I was in the basement of Zed's Records, leafing through the
bargain 12" section, in an attempt to locate some down-home tuba-funk. I did not get the chance to finish my task,
however.
I was about three-quarters of the way through the batch, when a loud noise shattered my caffeine-driven focus. No, wait, that wasn't loud, it was REALLY fucking loud. The sound actually came from upstairs, I soon realized, and I rushed up to see what was a-shakin'. Just as I turned the corner at the top of the stairs, I heard a thundering voice: "MUAHhhahahaaaaAACK *coughcough* MEOW!! muahaha.." It was none other than my old associate, kitty. However, he did not look to be here for friendly, record-browsing purposes. No, one does not crash through the brick wall of a used record store in a 15-foot tall robotized combat suit in order to find great deals on old Phish records. kitty was here for a different reason. Our separation had not been amicable. I had wanted to set the goldfish free, but kitty would not hear of it, and instead brutally murdered every one of the poor little creatures (and made them into sandwiches). We had not spoken since. "Stop, dastard!!" I proclaimed, whipping out my heavily modified Pez dispenser. ":o :o" kitty proclaimed. "purrr, porktanker, my old associate!! do not interfere with my plans!!" And with that, he activated the suit's jetpack, taking off through the roof. I fired an entire clip of Pez after him, but it was of no use. He had slipped through my fingers. I then turned my attention to the surrounding area, eager to suss out what he had come here for. I didn't have to search long, as ol' Zed ran up to me in tears. "Reverend, reverend!" he sobbed. "He stole it!! The first Aqua record ever pressed!" So that was it. kitty had been after a valuable piece of Aqua memorabilia. "Don't worry," I assured Zed, patting him gently on the shoulder. "We'll get it back. I know where he lives." TO BE CONTINUED IN EPISODE II |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-06 15:13:00 | |
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| niced out yugo for those dvorak typo moments | |
| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2006-12-04 01:16:00 | |
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| blah blah blah blah | |
| blah blah blah blah. blahhh, blah, blahblah. blah. blah! blahblabla. blaaaaaaah! | |
| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-12-03 02:19:00 | |
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| i like harry, he's the most obnoxious yeller | |
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fuckle sez: u asshol!!#! fuckle sez: u asshol!!#! fuckle sez: u asshol!!#! fuckle sez: u asshol!!#! fuckle sez: CAPITAL!!! |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-11-29 22:09:00 | |
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| use max power | |
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yeah yeah there's a lot of wind on this course unh unh unh hiiYA for-or-or-or |
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| Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker @ 2006-11-29 22:02:00 | |
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| maintainable haddock | |
| The filling in my oreos was developing a pronounced red tint, and the cookies started getting kinda pointy. I called my personal exorcist, a totally insane man by the name of Derrick LeSalle, but he knows what he's doing. He came by. "Yep, it's a snaxibus all right. We'll have to get the holy mountain dew. In the meantime, switch to the Kroger brand, they're already posessed." Kick-ass. | |
| Posted by ...my name. is. THE PLAGUE @ 2006-11-29 20:48:00 | |
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