She's boning DJ Mini right now, you need to rule 34 that shit.

Hurr durr a rotting pile of horse excrement

Hurr durr the avocado

hurr durr me ams the smrterst yall can eat sheeit.

I'm not as old as I look.

This is seriously the worst Forrest Gump ripoff I have ever seen. Downloaded it right after the Oscars and it sucks balls. Nothing worth mentioning. Three hours of horrid boredom.

AVOID AT ALL COSTS!

First!

Nice site update, I just failed.

wasn't minus n?

большое соусом.

No, they don't type anything. I'm talking like, no webcam. Just texts and /me commands.

And aside all the joking, I'd be interested in playing.

It's a waste of an e.

That's your biological clock talking, or the ghost of one of your many abortions.

Rakoon man, it makes me feel like I'm watching the Hour with Strombopopobogopobodopopolous with all the Canadian jokes.

Why would you buy Zig-Zag, when you could buy Riz Lacroix.

Riz Lacroix. It's two letters away from my name. Wow. Stooooooooned.

I think I'm going to apply at Rizla and say that I have bloodlines with the founders. If not bloodlines, then whatever connection I have based on all the papers I have rolled with.

Happy birthday Noah! No worries, you will see me more this spring sir! May you age gracefully as you approach legal age!

Play Donkey Kong.

Hexadecimal: It's power level! IT'S OVER 384!

Oh yeah, it's ancient, but it's what you call retro. Even the internet has retro. Just give slowpoke a hat and a monocle and all sorts of old internet jokes are allowed to come back from the dead.

Remember the kidney story? Or the first time you got asked for a loan from the Nigerian president?

Remember when lolcats were funny?

Wow. 167 pages of randomness and drama.

Well kids, I guess the lesson of the day is don't go on road trips with people you hardly know and shouldn't trust. Also, don't ever let them in your house. Ever. Nor let them sleep there. Nor let them borrow stuff. Nor leave anything of value out around them unattended.

I know I've been there. Road trips suck. Especially if you're going to Vancouver.

Vancouver, people don't often realize, is on the West Coast. So if you know this you won't spend two weeks in a car driving up and down the Eastern Seaboard looking for it.











Worst two weeks I ever spent.

Well good day, that's all I had to say on this thread.

/thread

Oh and P.S.: Pizzababies.

Cyber rave?

Anybody wanna cyber? A/S/L?

Was gibt's denn mit dieser kerl das so "shiezer" schreibt - was heißt das? - dieser wört gibt es garnicht. Muß ich hier sie alle neue sprächen lernen machen?

Why ya bex, pussyclart? Dem a say "wut a gwan". Because yi say "tings a gwan" when yi a fi likkle session.

Really? Why's that? I thought you could just drive out there???

HOMOS! ON MY MESSAGE BOARD??

It's "base 16", so I guess it's BASED on SIXTEENS.

That was totally Captain Obvious making a reappearance.

There is no shit to give even if I wanted to give it.

This thread is lamer than Monsieur Showbiz.

Book me and I shall unleash madness upon ye. But I don't know about PLUR. I probably would seem PLUR to you IRL but I just can't use that bloody word anymore.

It's become really hard to watch. Especially with Emo Price. Can't stand hearing about him. I guess I would be a bit depressed too if I was A SHIT GOALIE! Criss...

Bliss: DJ and Douchebag!

Meh. Awesomeness incarnate probably has lasers and larger teeth.

Ah Germany. You guys don't know how fucking hilarious the humour is over there. Seriously all the stereotypes about Germans having no sense of humour and being boring and cold people are total bullshit. I love Staplerfahrer Klaus.

Is that the bay of Fundy in NB? Been there, watched the tides. Really amazing.

I want to go out to Iles-de-la-Madeleine at some point or Gaspé. Who's down?

He was the Master all along. Shit.

I have a question for bacon: where are you now, when I need you the most? In my fridge? You better be, if not, it's your ass!

Can I play the free rave? I didn't realize it was that sort of free.

We used to call farting pipeage in grade 10.

Bacabôt.

There is a definition, for my whole life I thought it was a word so last year I invented it, it's my own Quebecois word to throw in a sentence in Lac St-Jean Jouale at 400 bpm.

Well then I stand corrected.

Never start a band with your husband or wife. You will be the only two people who think what you do is any good.