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Post by Mighty Jack on Feb 23, 2013 4:09:55 GMT -5
From this point on I shall no longer write lengthy responses in Sloane threads but will instead exclusively post this video. It is my belief that it will fit snugly in any situation on this board - and if all goes well, I will become as annoying as those people who say words like “pancreas” and the like.
I hope you all will support me in this endeavor as it has been my life's ambition.
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Post by Mitchell on Feb 24, 2013 7:30:48 GMT -5
Hello, this is Rod Serling. Somewhere, in the vast grassy seas of Iowa there is a child. A lonely, Ginger child. This angry, souless Ginger has dead eyes, and features so flat they all seem to blend together. There is one thing, though: a mouth, a mouth that harbors the voice of a demon harpy; a disgusting mouth so foul with sour milk and zipperteeth that it can only be found. . .
. . .in the Twilight Zone
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Post by Phantom Engineer on Feb 24, 2013 11:45:21 GMT -5
Pancreas off.
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Post by Don Quixote on Feb 24, 2013 18:00:28 GMT -5
So, Rod Serling threadjack, eh? I can get into it.
Imagine if you will, a city located at the end of the internet. Ancient by computer standards, built atop the ruins of an even older city, an even older community. While not entirely unpopulated, it is but a shadow of its former self. Doors hang wide open, people come and go for long stretches; it is quiet, but not serene. The faint husk of what was once surely a vibrant and popular community of enthusiasts. But tastes change, and people move on. Those remaining have not moved on. They cannot move on. And if you find yourself there, it may be already too late for you. For you have delved down that information superhighway known only as... The Twilight Zone.
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Post by Afgncaap5 on Feb 25, 2013 16:19:23 GMT -5
*Tappa tappa tappa*
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Post by Crowfan on Feb 25, 2013 18:08:43 GMT -5
No soup for you!!!
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Post by Afgncaap5 on Feb 26, 2013 13:40:18 GMT -5
We're all out of toner!
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Post by Mighty Jack on Feb 26, 2013 14:30:53 GMT -5
Oh come on Sloane, what's happened to you. In the glory days people would say bad things, very bad things. But now...
How am I to pepper Sloanes with my new catch phrase when your a shell of your former self?
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Post by Phantom Engineer on Feb 26, 2013 17:10:23 GMT -5
Let's face it, Sloane went downhill when I stopped being a regular. But please, go on pretending.
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Post by Crowfan on Feb 26, 2013 17:19:35 GMT -5
We pretty much all left Sloane when everything moved to Games.
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Post by Phantom Engineer on Feb 26, 2013 18:49:27 GMT -5
Yeah, that worked out fine.
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Post by Crowfan on Feb 26, 2013 19:09:10 GMT -5
Well, almost.
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Post by mummifiedstalin on Feb 26, 2013 23:48:24 GMT -5
Oh come on Sloane, what's happened to you. In the glory days people would say bad things, very bad things. But now... Only date a stripper if...wait, just never date a stripper. |
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Post by Mighty Jack on Feb 27, 2013 0:47:54 GMT -5
Not even an extreme stripper in a bucket?  Ah, that feels better. |
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Post by Mitchell on Feb 27, 2013 6:58:43 GMT -5
Not even an extreme stripper in a bucket? Somewhere this is on Sia's family tree. |
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