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« on: May 01, 2004, 08:54:55 PM »
Wierd Dude: Uh, shouldn't that be 42?
God: *LIGHTNING BOLT OF D00M*
People: aa
RoshEn: *Throws 4PP13 S4UC3!!!!*
God: What? How dare you defy me (and not be scared of me)!!
World: *is LIGHTNING BOLTed*
Beef: *is ROASTED*
VERB: *is CAPSed*
Innocent Bystander: Excuse me, but where is the--
Dracula: ReSX!!!!
I.B.: Whahuh?
Butler: Most excellent....
MMM: Shh! Not now!
Butler: I already have it, sir!
Guy: Shut upâ„¢
Butler: fiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiz *kersPLOoiE*
LLamas: Increbidle! That's the mird one this thonth!
Dracula: NO! STOP SPEAKING WITH stuPIDNESs!!
LLamas!: Mehha! We gow net the *does finger-quotations thingy* "exclamation markk" ny bour ame!
Dracula: NOOOOOO! *explodeeness*
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Spokesguy: UPDATE! We've almost started the "transcription" of Bored â„¢©®! (Note that it won't really be a transcription, rather a "taking-of-everything-and-putting-it-on-one-page, and also a getting-rid-of-all-stuff-that-won't-be-on-there) Starting of this "transcription" may commence in the next month! *is STRANGLed*
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King: All hail me!
Response: *doesn't exist*
Kids: WWWWWWWWaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaawaaaaaaaacrywaaaaaaaaaa
Nice old lady: Aww, there there.
Kids: *stop crying*
n/a: *is being stupid because of lack of ideas*
Roast Beet: But that's the point, isn't it?
Roast Beef: We don't have a point.
Roast Beet: Well, if we did, that'd be it, wouldn't it?
Roast Beef: Wouldn't what?
Roast Beet: I forget.
Roast Beef: *tastes better*
Odin Gorton: That's all, fOLks!
U "F" O: He's a liar! Crucify him!
Odin Gorton: *runs away*
Generic Mob: CHASE HIM!
O.G.: *falls down hole*
G.M.: GO HOME!
R.Y.: Moo!
U.I.D.E.A.F.G.P: What do I stand for?
Dracula: *gasp* What DOES he stand for?
U.I.D.E.A.F.G.P: That's what I asked you!
Butler: boingety boingety fweeeee! *implodes*
LLamas!: Bill the Kutler!
Thing: *flys by*
G.M.: CHASE!
Grear: GREAR GREAR!
Odin Gorton: That's all, fOLks!
Dracula: He's right this time, you know.
Edited by - n/a on 5/1/2004 8:06:51 PM