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Post by Kimo on Feb 28, 2010 10:37:58 GMT -5
214 got the blues... oh woah oooohhhwoooooooahh.. [/center]
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Post by animemasta on Mar 2, 2010 15:42:50 GMT -5
215 says: "Eat your vegetables, go to sleep early, bathe everyday, and never eat stinky warios!"
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Post by basil on Mar 2, 2010 20:44:04 GMT -5
216 is not a prime number
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Post by flamingrose974 on Mar 3, 2010 16:55:46 GMT -5
217, two seventeen, two one seven, two hundred seventeen, Twenty-one Seven, ect ect ect.....
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Post by basil on Mar 3, 2010 19:29:58 GMT -5
218 wonders what ect means...maybe ectoplasm.
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Post by animemasta on Mar 4, 2010 16:47:58 GMT -5
219 answers "Ecetera, that must be it!"
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Post by Karasu on Mar 4, 2010 17:15:56 GMT -5
220 points out that it's "etc." and stands for "et cetera".
220 is a grammar Nazi.
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Post by basil on Mar 4, 2010 23:29:25 GMT -5
221
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Post by flamingrose974 on Mar 6, 2010 12:41:09 GMT -5
222 is three 2's yeap yeap
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Post by red on Mar 8, 2010 16:49:39 GMT -5
223 is sad about the site =(
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Post by howl on Mar 19, 2010 12:54:35 GMT -5
224 is too.
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Post by Kimo on Mar 21, 2010 18:00:07 GMT -5
225 gnaws on a chicken leg. MMM DAMN THAT'S GOOD [/center]
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Post by winter on May 6, 2010 8:59:20 GMT -5
226 wonders about Kimo's sanity.
Either the chicken is just that good or laced with ecstasy. [/center]
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Post by Kimo on May 6, 2010 14:28:16 GMT -5
Well, see, 227 here can help clarify the reasons for such an elated response to poultry. Because, you see, this was no ordinary chicken. Many of its kind lead dull, tragic lives that usually end within the mouth of a larger creature. Kimo's supernatural taste buds can identify the kind of life a creatiure has lived, thus a meal consisting of chicken is nothing she becomes excited for. However, this one was different. Had its life had not been flipped, turned upside down, then this chicken would've passed along with the many other birds eaten regulary, an average creature with nothing new to say.
At first, this chicken was quite normal. He was doing his regular things, Chillin' out maxin' relaxin' all cool And all shootin' some b-ball outside of school When a couple of guys Who were up to no good Startin making trouble in my neighborhood I got in one little fight and my mom got scared She said 'You're movin' with your auntie and uncle in Bel Air'
I whistled for a cab and when it came near The license plate said fresh and it had dice in the mirror If anything I can say is that this cab was rare But I thought 'Man forget it' - 'Yo home to Bel Air'
I pulled up to the house about seven or eight And I yelled to the cabbie 'Yo homes smell ya later' I looked to my kingdom I was finally there To sit on my throne as the Prince of Bel Air.
P.S. If you must know, it was ecstasy [/center]
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Post by basil on May 11, 2010 3:24:00 GMT -5
228 has never tried drugs. 228 also wishes that they were also 229 so as to quote yoda. "Do, or do not, there is no try." That's right. 228 did it anyway.
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