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How am I? How are you? How his he? How are we? Questions, questions are all that remain, why me? Elastic bands, paper plates, blind men on galloping horses, what does it matter? File, Edit, View, view what? What do we view? Why do we edit? Where do we file? Why do you worry? For Dan is the Man and I believe, for believing is everything, yet believing is nothing. What's my name? What's your name? What are our names? What is HE called? Why do we name?
When the lights of trees shines dully on the uniform mazes of the mind, the complexity of the head, what happens? How DO you like your toast? The flames burn me, oakleys or not, the light is blinding? Am I still alive? Why am I here? Who are we? Is there anyone out there? Why is life so grey? Why not blue. For many squirrals chew stone to produce leaves, to make the world go round? What's happening? How. It's not important. Dreams of Angels, thoughts of demons. Why does the mind stray? The light deafens me, from behind the walls, from in the walls, from all around. Where are we, if not here?
I am the right eye. And the cow licked the moon. Mr Ali? Check out my new weapon? How do you like your toast, for toast is all that will remain, once the fire is unleashed from oakley. Forms of wind, drains of fire what does it matter? Evil? Good? What is the difference? Why? Why me? Why you? Why? Who am I? Who are You? but most importantly...
WHAT THE FECK AM I ON ABOUT????????
When the lights of trees shines dully on the uniform mazes of the mind, the complexity of the head, what happens? How DO you like your toast? The flames burn me, oakleys or not, the light is blinding? Am I still alive? Why am I here? Who are we? Is there anyone out there? Why is life so grey? Why not blue. For many squirrals chew stone to produce leaves, to make the world go round? What's happening? How. It's not important. Dreams of Angels, thoughts of demons. Why does the mind stray? The light deafens me, from behind the walls, from in the walls, from all around. Where are we, if not here?
I am the right eye. And the cow licked the moon. Mr Ali? Check out my new weapon? How do you like your toast, for toast is all that will remain, once the fire is unleashed from oakley. Forms of wind, drains of fire what does it matter? Evil? Good? What is the difference? Why? Why me? Why you? Why? Who am I? Who are You? but most importantly...
WHAT THE FECK AM I ON ABOUT????????
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Whoooo Style's initial post proves conclusively that gaming is bad for you.
My advice, Whoooo Style, is to stop playing Barbie Race and Ride immediately. In fact, try to avoid all Matel titles in future.
Stick to Resident Evil or Fear Effect to calm your nerves, and you'll be right as rain in no time.
FM: Counsellor to the Troubled Gamer.
My advice, Whoooo Style, is to stop playing Barbie Race and Ride immediately. In fact, try to avoid all Matel titles in future.
Stick to Resident Evil or Fear Effect to calm your nerves, and you'll be right as rain in no time.
FM: Counsellor to the Troubled Gamer.
It has occured to me that I will almost certainly win GAD for my loyal contributions, and sensful conversations. On this note I would please like to request "Sim Physciatric Ward" for the PS2.
thankyou!!
thankyou!!
Hick
Dan2K1 wrote:
> Tick follows tock, follows tick
Not when your clock is broken!
> Tick follows tock, follows tick
Not when your clock is broken!
AliBoy wrote:
> Whoooo Style! wrote:
WHAT THE FECK AM I ON ABOUT????????
The
> Last line here sums it all up. When you figure it out for yourself
> could you let the rest of us know.
Yup, I totally agree.
> Whoooo Style! wrote:
WHAT THE FECK AM I ON ABOUT????????
The
> Last line here sums it all up. When you figure it out for yourself
> could you let the rest of us know.
Yup, I totally agree.
Why o Why o Why are there so many nutcases on ere?!
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