FSM Discussion

Alpaca...wherever you are...I love the avatar. Just had to be said.

No...but I can say "You transsexual whore, you complete me". Don't ask.

The person below me watches themselves sleep.

I like it.
For Teripie's, I think the second should have something to do with food again though...Not clever enough to think of anything myself though.

How exactly do you treat pagans and publicans?

I've installed an anti-vorpal rabbit fence on my hill.

Nope.
If people can hear it they tend to realize you're not hearing them.
And then they come from their hill to invade your hill and bad things happen.

OCD, yes. MPD, I am a Gemini, after all. LSD...under my bed, but that's just between you and me. However, I had my membership revoked for the Food Bank of Alaska revoked a few years back.

The person below me is wearing a sombrero for the Cinco de Junio.

Twirling the jack...that brings me back, to a couple of days ago... I found that often, if you press it down, sometimes with tape, it'll last longer. Opposite for me I guess. Headphones drive me nuts. Plus, they generally aren't as loud. Or, when the volume is up, everyone can hear it, which kind of...

I used to be...until I had these dreams. The marionettes would get up in the night, find a butcher's knife and proceed to slaughter my sheep. It was odd, so I stoppped.

The person below me goes nowhere without their lucky jockstrap.

Yeah. The iPod like thing. I'd still consider those band-less ones headphones. Good headphones are the ones (by my standards) that completely cover your ear and are big and (generally) silver. They look ugly, but they must play good music. Who'd have though they'd be so hard to define? Which ones? i...

I'll tell my psychiatrist right away. (He does exist, right?)

The person below me wishes they were real.

No. It's the Inuit.

The person below me is going to do something productive tonight (later today).

Well...I always considered this forum as a bit of a circus...

The person below me is secretly training fleas to do tricks in their basement.

Earphones. They cost me 7 dollars...

One day, I'm sure I'll get some good headphones on my hill, and will realize how much I"ve been missing. If I'm not deaf by then.

Eventually (must be quick, see.)

The person below me will turn into dust if they go in the sun.