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Post by Afgncaap5 on Sept 22, 2005 19:02:28 GMT -5
I go into the world and "prove" that sasquatch exists. I make a mint on the interviews alone.
You can't explain anything without formulating it into a well-organized thesis, followed by evidence and cited sources.
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Post by Mitchell on Sept 22, 2005 19:56:51 GMT -5
Looks like I'll be a ditch digger for the rest of my life.
I curse you to forever drive a VW "Vanagon."
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Post by Don Quixote on Sept 23, 2005 9:57:53 GMT -5
Okay, but man is that Vangon roomy!
I curse you to have a constant drip of Segram's 7 into your blood stream, leaving you in a state of constant drunkeness.
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Post by Mitchell on Sept 23, 2005 12:10:18 GMT -5
That's not much different from before, now is it?
I curse you to have a bladder the size of a pecan.
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Post by Don Quixote on Sept 23, 2005 15:04:42 GMT -5
Sure, but my body is now proportionally more efficient, so the pecan-sized bladder is okay.
I bring the Hex of horrible acne scarring upon the whole of your body down upon you!
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Post by Mitchell on Sept 23, 2005 19:56:44 GMT -5
I become rich working as a Charles Bronson Look-Alike.
I wish I could send people to Hell.
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Post by Don Quixote on Sept 23, 2005 20:51:35 GMT -5
Okay, but you recieve huge ammounts of guilt from doing so, and Statan then summons you to Hell.
I curse you all to being chased by the ravenous bug-bladder beast of Traal.
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Post by Mitchell on Sept 24, 2005 17:40:00 GMT -5
OK, it chases me, but since I have no clue what that is, it really doesn't affect me.
I wish they put muscle relaxants into ice cream.
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Post by Don Quixote on Sept 24, 2005 19:22:42 GMT -5
AArgh! The curse of ice cream/muscle relaxants!
I stop eating ice cream.
You are cursed to an eternity of drinking nothing but Hippo piss.
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Post by Mitchell on Sept 24, 2005 22:17:16 GMT -5
Well, it still tastes better than Budweiser.
I curse you to be filled to the rim with Brim.
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Post by Don Quixote on Sept 25, 2005 2:41:30 GMT -5
It has no effect on me since I don't know what the Hell Brim is.
I curse you to being hopelessly incompetant in everything you do.
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Post by Mitchell on Sept 25, 2005 11:31:34 GMT -5
That just helps me blend in with the rest of the board members.
I curse you to have bagpipes in your shoes
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Post by Don Quixote on Sept 25, 2005 11:35:27 GMT -5
I like listening to bagpipes... and so will everyone I live with.
I curse you to having tasted twenty fluids in the human body. And then you start drinking them regularly.
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Post by Mitchell on Sept 25, 2005 15:02:03 GMT -5
Again, still better than drinking Budweiser.
I curse you to elephantitis. . .
. . .of the esophogus.
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Post by Don Quixote on Sept 25, 2005 15:17:32 GMT -5
I learn how to down rats like Valeria (or whatever the hell her name was) from 'V'
I curse you to having a humpback whale in the hood of your car.
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