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The Random, Meaningless Announcements Thread!
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Announcement:
After switching on the washing machine, i realised that i forgot to add cleaning powder.
After switching on the washing machine, i realised that i forgot to add cleaning powder.
whereismynotecard
Treasure Hunter
I feel really sad.
Breathe
Hostis humani generis
whereismynotecard
Treasure Hunter
I'm okay now.
It was just a bad moment.
It has passed.
All I needed was youtube to fix it.
And I'm sure the monkey and hug is making it even better yet.
It was just a bad moment.
It has passed.
All I needed was youtube to fix it.
And I'm sure the monkey and hug is making it even better yet.
Rain is wet,that is all
Wookiemonster
The*****isBack
I have a new phone. :woohoo: Had the old one for two years. :sad4: New one is an iphone 3G. :clap2: I feel as if I have almost caught up with modern technology.
I think my ear thermometer thing is broke.. apparently I was 41.1c about 3 minutes ago, now I'm 35.8c... otherwise there's something REALLY wrong with me.
Matbe your just chillin
Wookiemonster
The*****isBack
Matbe your just chillin
...like a vandal... Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
I think today I'll only respond in threads as if it's a fictional narrative:
Wookimonster stared out her office window at the black skies and the heavy rain pelting the pane like a burst of shotgun pellets. Something was wrong; England my Lionheart was scheduled to show 30 minutes ago and he was never late. Never. He was a real professional, a skilled dropper, no way a bull got the drop on him. No way.
Wookiemonster took another slug from the gin bottle she'd found tucked away in the back of the desk drawer next to the Colt Detective Special, the gun's serial number chipped away like the makeup of a 5$ prostitute. She thought she might need to wear iron tonight. She knew she needed the bottle of white and the gun. England my Lionheart was never late...
Wookimonster stared out her office window at the black skies and the heavy rain pelting the pane like a burst of shotgun pellets. Something was wrong; England my Lionheart was scheduled to show 30 minutes ago and he was never late. Never. He was a real professional, a skilled dropper, no way a bull got the drop on him. No way.
Wookiemonster took another slug from the gin bottle she'd found tucked away in the back of the desk drawer next to the Colt Detective Special, the gun's serial number chipped away like the makeup of a 5$ prostitute. She thought she might need to wear iron tonight. She knew she needed the bottle of white and the gun. England my Lionheart was never late...
monta
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I am on the edge of my seat!
Wookiemonster
The*****isBack
Damnit man...dont' leave me hanging...Why didn't England my Lionheart show? Why am I drinking gin, I hate Gin? What do I do next....
He knew he was late but EML had to drop his Grandaughter off at his Daughters house,all the time at the back of his mind was WookieMonster,he knew that she knew that he knew the inevitability of of him knowing what she knew.
He reached for a cigarette and as he lit it the Car swerved violently as he tried to avoid running a drunk that staggered across the road,he felt for his hip flask and took a massive gulp of the Wild Turkey Whiskey hoping that it would steady him.
As he pulled into the drive he noticed the lights were out,strange he thought then he realised why,he had gone out of course,he flicked the light switch and there in the corner was the Laptop all the old demons came to haunt him,Monta Nepenthe and WookieMonster,the time had come to face the Music.
He reached for a cigarette and as he lit it the Car swerved violently as he tried to avoid running a drunk that staggered across the road,he felt for his hip flask and took a massive gulp of the Wild Turkey Whiskey hoping that it would steady him.
As he pulled into the drive he noticed the lights were out,strange he thought then he realised why,he had gone out of course,he flicked the light switch and there in the corner was the Laptop all the old demons came to haunt him,Monta Nepenthe and WookieMonster,the time had come to face the Music.
Monta leaned forward on the edge of her seat, bumping the desk and startling Wookimonster out of her thoughts. Out of her darkness. Out of her descent down mental alleyways filled with body chalk outlines and broken dreams. The last thing she wanted to see was Monta there, grinning like a drunk who just won a week's worth of hooch at the bangtails. Monta was all bim, all bing, and cool as a corpse in December.
"So, this butter and egg man of yours, this England' fella, you think he run off with the Cs?"
There was ice in Monta's voice. Wookiemonster had seen her at work before, all serene and calm like the bruno's she'd snuffed were nuthin' to her. Nuthin' but dust and a tattered bloody suit to bury burn or hide at a later date. Wookiemonster sighed and tilted the bottle towards Monta.
"You know the giggle juice ruins my aim. And I don't need you goin' over the edge with the rams, Wook' doll." She nodded towards the bottle as if she could mentally force it out of Wookiemonster's grip. Glass broke in the alley below, tires screeched. A few tense seconds passed.
Someone knocked heavily on the office door.
"So, this butter and egg man of yours, this England' fella, you think he run off with the Cs?"
There was ice in Monta's voice. Wookiemonster had seen her at work before, all serene and calm like the bruno's she'd snuffed were nuthin' to her. Nuthin' but dust and a tattered bloody suit to bury burn or hide at a later date. Wookiemonster sighed and tilted the bottle towards Monta.
"You know the giggle juice ruins my aim. And I don't need you goin' over the edge with the rams, Wook' doll." She nodded towards the bottle as if she could mentally force it out of Wookiemonster's grip. Glass broke in the alley below, tires screeched. A few tense seconds passed.
Someone knocked heavily on the office door.
Circle_One
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Who's at the door?! Is it Hap and Leonard??
Lol! Now that was truly random, but not meaningless! Well, not to me anyway.
Circle_One
Well-Known Member
Lol! Now that was truly random, but not meaningless! Well, not to me anyway.
Ah, but it was completely meaningless to everyone else in the thread.
AND had it actually BEEN Hap and Leonard at the door, THAT would have been both incredibly random, and again, meaningless to everyone else but me
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