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The Weirdest Thing You can Say
Hehe. I wonder who said that.
Tayla wrote: "is the world prepared for a zombie attack?!?"
Darn, we prepared for Ghosts, Aliens, and Decepticons, but we forgot to prepare for Zombies. *headdesk*
All we'd have to do is jog they couldn't catch us
*shrugs* I'd just get a bazooka.
Yeah...Then you blast them with a bazooka.
Vivi wrote: "oops"
*Cleans up* Anyone can delete their own comments, you know? "You've got the powah!" *cheesy song plays*
Vivi wrote: "after they take our brains or before? XD"
I'm not sure anyone could operate a bazooka brainless. Although, that would be interesting to see...
i know i can delete or edit my comments but im on my phone againwe would be like zombies too, BRAINLESS
Hehe, that would explain why zombies are so tactless. just attacking any old person willy nilly.
Vivi wrote: "Hey i think 20 minutes later is better than 2 hours, right Melzz? :)"
Probably. :D
So I went to a parade with my friends. And two of my guy friends Sam and Joel were messing around and hugging each other and stuff putting arms around each other.
If your under 12 don't read this
So I said are you guys going back to Joel's house after this and having man sex or something. They take two steps away from me and go what the hell is your problem. So they continue on with there weird man affection. So I said and you wonder why I wonder about you guys. So Joel puts his arm around me and Sam and I'm like what the heck. So a shrug him off after like 5 minuets. I was enjoying it to much. So he puts his arm around Emma. He's really tall so I couldn't see they parade so I jumped up on his back. The people around us were giving us the strangest nonsense looks
If your under 12 don't read this
So I said are you guys going back to Joel's house after this and having man sex or something. They take two steps away from me and go what the hell is your problem. So they continue on with there weird man affection. So I said and you wonder why I wonder about you guys. So Joel puts his arm around me and Sam and I'm like what the heck. So a shrug him off after like 5 minuets. I was enjoying it to much. So he puts his arm around Emma. He's really tall so I couldn't see they parade so I jumped up on his back. The people around us were giving us the strangest nonsense looks
Well, there's a girl jumping on a guy's back for no reason. Of course they're going to look.
NO I had a reason I couldn't see so I jumped up and clung to his shoulders for a while so I could see
Well they don't know that. >.>
Ambizzle wrote: "So I went to a parade with my friends. And two of my guy friends Sam and Joel were messing around and hugging each other and stuff putting arms around each other.If your under 12 don't read this
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Wow, interesting story. Do you like either one of them?
Lol, small pox came back from extinction, to replace the swine flu? That would be bad.
Melzz wrote: "Lol, small pox came back from extinction, to replace the swine flu? That would be bad."Oh indeed it would. Stupid pig. *gives pig the look*
Poor pig. Probably has his curly tail between his legs in fear of your "look". XD
Melzz wrote: "Poor pig. Probably has his curly tail between his legs in fear of your "look". XD"Haha, you're right. Poor Oinkers. Sorry baby, but if I catch small pox, you're going back to Butch's house.
Um, there was this old house in Naperville's historic district, or something. It was made a museum and it's been kept the same since the...1800's? I don't know. But people have lived and died there. And the presence is creepy enough that I never wanted to be caught alone in that house...And the paintings... *shudders*
We should totally start a thread with haunted stuff!
*starts thread*
*starts thread*
Oh my God, they're the same person!
No, but that's an interesting conclusion...
I realized that two of my broken up acquaintances were like the same person. They even look similar! There was always a sense of self-admiration to the guy, and it made me wonder if he really did care about anyone else but himself in the first place. And everything he said about his ex held the emotion of a cube of soy cheese. Well, there's my answer. Narcissists can care about someone other themselves, but they have to recognize a large portion of themselves in the person. I can't believe that didn't occur to me. *slaps forehead*
I realized that two of my broken up acquaintances were like the same person. They even look similar! There was always a sense of self-admiration to the guy, and it made me wonder if he really did care about anyone else but himself in the first place. And everything he said about his ex held the emotion of a cube of soy cheese. Well, there's my answer. Narcissists can care about someone other themselves, but they have to recognize a large portion of themselves in the person. I can't believe that didn't occur to me. *slaps forehead*
Melzz wrote: "No, but that's an interesting conclusion... I realized that two of my broken up acquaintances were like the same person. They even look similar! There was always a sense of self-admiration to t..."
Dang. Nice conclusion to you too.
Random: I am in love with this man http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertrand...
♥Jenny♥ wrote: "Random: I am in love with this man http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertrand_Ru..."
Oh yeah, all those philosophical, logistic, whisperings in the ear are dreamy. XD
Melzz wrote: "♥Jenny♥ wrote: "Random: I am in love with this man http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bertrand_Ru..."Oh yeah, all those philosophical, logistic, whisperings in the ear are dreamy. XD"
Ha! I know right. I googled philosophical quotes and I saw, like, three of his. After I read this one "I think we ought always to entertain our opinions with some measure of doubt. I shouldn't wish people dogmatically to believe any philosophy, not even mine." I was in love. Then I read some more, and I found out that he was a pacifist and he was into math. Then I was completely head over heels. *swoons*
Too bad he has two hundred years on you, if only he miraculously stopped aging.




I figured. I live in the upper east.