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Tidings of Joy!
December 15th 2005, 21:06 CET by Chunkstyle What are you asking for this year? What are you buying others? Why do English people eat puddings? Why do people buy that album of dogs barking Jingle Bells? What's your favorite Christmas memory? Do you believe in Santa Claus, or are you a joyless Scrooge? |
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You two need some Christmas cheer. Game Developers: Don't forget the zombie monkeys.
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The point is that I couldn't give two shits about the vast majority of news content any more, it all washes off me. I guess we should all just stop posting links to news stories then. I'm sure that will help spice up the discussion around here. Honestly, at this point you're just being ridiculous. People care as much about your thoughts on news stories as they care about my position on "SEEN IT!" With your plan they'd be all like "everyone with weasels in their pants thinks they're great dancers but they're not, they've just got weasels in their pants."
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You can take your Christmas cheer and shove it, baby in a manger. |
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Oh I'll raise your christmas spirit! If only I could find that mistletoe.. [/obnoxious WoW reference] "The gun settles all arguments. The boot silences criticism. The tank crushes protest."
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You two need some Christmas cheer. I've got Christmas cheer boiling out my asshole, fuckmonkey. With your plan they'd be all like "everyone with weasels in their pants thinks they're great dancers but they're not, they've just got weasels in their pants."
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Jibble (#172): The point is that I couldn't give two shits about the vast majority of news content any more, it all washes off me. I guess we should all just stop posting links to news stories then. I'm sure that will help spice up the discussion around here. Honestly, at this point you're just being ridiculous. People care as much about your thoughts on news stories as they care about my position on "SEEN IT!" You're twisting my words. I'm not saying you should not post links at all. What I'm asking is for some intellectual effort being put into the post with the link so that I know you're not at the mental level of a bot. |
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You're twisting my words. I'm not saying you should not post links at all. What I'm asking is for some intellectual effort being put into the post with the link so that I know you're not at the mental level of a bot. Yet when I ask the same thing of those who cry "SEEN IT" I am somehow wrong. With your plan they'd be all like "everyone with weasels in their pants thinks they're great dancers but they're not, they've just got weasels in their pants."
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It just doesn't sound like either of you are having a holly jolly Christmas. Game Developers: Don't forget the zombie monkeys.
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Jibble (#177): You're twisting my words. I'm not saying you should not post links at all. What I'm asking is for some intellectual effort being put into the post with the link so that I know you're not at the mental level of a bot. Yet when I ask the same thing of those who cry "SEEN IT" I am somehow wrong. Like I said: you can't expect anyone else to make the effort to talk about the link if you have demonstrated that you think it's a waste of effort yourself. |
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My holly jolly Christmas starts on Friday at about noon. Before then I will be a bundle of hate and bile. With your plan they'd be all like "everyone with weasels in their pants thinks they're great dancers but they're not, they've just got weasels in their pants."
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Which is pretty much standard fare for the fucking 19th. "There's no place like home."
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Like I said: you can't expect anyone else to make the effort to talk about the link if you have demonstrated that you think it's a waste of effort yourself. There's a Soul Coughing song that's appropriate for this conversation. With your plan they'd be all like "everyone with weasels in their pants thinks they're great dancers but they're not, they've just got weasels in their pants."
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Fuck you. "There's no place like home."
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I hate it when days like this come along that make me wonder why I bother posting here. Hopefully it will pass. With your plan they'd be all like "everyone with weasels in their pants thinks they're great dancers but they're not, they've just got weasels in their pants."
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Slow down, you're moving way too faaaast... "There's no place like home."
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that sucks ass, Ds. Hope she's ok. "Testiculos habet et bene pendentes" — "He has testicles, and they dangle nicely."
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Aww, poor Jibsy. |
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If it helps Jibsy, I hope your wife gets pregnant. By you, if at all possible. |
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m0ntysy-w0ntsy is the new Gabe. こんにちは
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I was too terrified to reply to Ds when I read his post. Best of wishes regarding recovery and vengance and everything inbetween. Bejesus :( "The gun settles all arguments. The boot silences criticism. The tank crushes protest."
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I know it's a pretty polarizing game, but in my opinion, Indigo Prophecy is absolutely brilliant. Accipere quam facere praestat injuriam...
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By "polarizing," I assume you mean everyone hates it except for you. Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
The lovers, the dreamers, and me. |
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I loved Indigo Prophecy until I got to the part where it didn't understand my bindings and made the female detective go crazy. Funk. I am sofa king. We todd ed.
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My Xmas cheer is in overdrive since I used some of my carefully saved vacation time to take this week off. Merry Fucking Christmas! Jesus Christ, that is unbelievably retarded! - lwf
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Ho ho ho? Accipere quam facere praestat injuriam...
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My christmas cheer comes in the form of girls whose names end in the letter 'a'. <Cerebus> if i want some inhuman semi-comedic non-sequitors, then you'll be the first i call.
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M0nty is being a douche. Posting of the incitement link is a time honoured tool of the planetcrap troll. I should know. Charlie Hodge, the man who brings me mah scarves and mah water.
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SEEN IT. Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
The lovers, the dreamers, and me. |
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I think I just felt the cool touch of the christmas ghost of that guy that left forever. Charlie Hodge, the man who brings me mah scarves and mah water.
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Boo! Accipere quam facere praestat injuriam...
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Some assholes just need to have the shit beaten out of them. "It's only make-believe until it becomes flim-flam."
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Santarchy in seattle is usually a bar crawl that run down first street until they wind up at the Lusty Lady. 40 drunken santas leering! <Cerebus> if i want some inhuman semi-comedic non-sequitors, then you'll be the first i call.
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I know that if someone beat the shit out of me I would really turn my life around and change my ways. Charlie Hodge, the man who brings me mah scarves and mah water.
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My Xmas cheer is in overdrive since I used some of my carefully saved vacation time to take this week off. Merry Fucking Christmas! Me too. In addition to vacation time I also saved Resident Evil 4. Best Christmas ever? Could be! I hate my life and I want to die.
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Resident Evil 4 is certainly GOTY. Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
The lovers, the dreamers, and me. |
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It would be if Mario Super Strikers wasn't so god damned kickass. Then again no sports game could ever be GOTY. Charlie Hodge, the man who brings me mah scarves and mah water.
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Isn't Mario Strikers just Nintendo Soccer Slam? I hate my life and I want to die.
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I know that if someone beat the shit out of me I would really turn my life around and change my ways. That's been my wish for you every day since we first met. "It's only make-believe until it becomes flim-flam."
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How utterly Christian of you. Charlie Hodge, the man who brings me mah scarves and mah water.
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stfu chinkz |
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RACIST! |
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How utterly Christian of you. Well, Jesus doesn't like assholes, either. "It's only make-believe until it becomes flim-flam."
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he surrounded himself with a dozen of them, didn't he? |
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Jesus had a lot of crazy ideas, but beating the shit out of people wasn't one of them, you ignorant twat. Charlie Hodge, the man who brings me mah scarves and mah water.
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Regardless, to paraphrase my homie LP, some fuckers just gotta get the sense beaten INTO them. "It's only make-believe until it becomes flim-flam."
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Those anarchist Santas have a point, Christmas is way too commercial. Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
The lovers, the dreamers, and me. |
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Exactly, like I was saying before, all I need is a good beating and I'll sensible myself right up. Charlie Hodge, the man who brings me mah scarves and mah water.
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Right. Let me know how that goes. "It's only make-believe until it becomes flim-flam."
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Here's to you!... sucking my dick! Someday we'll find it, the rainbow connection,
The lovers, the dreamers, and me. |
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The gay thread is two threads down that-way VVV <Cerebus> if i want some inhuman semi-comedic non-sequitors, then you'll be the first i call.
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