Lenin64

I've said the same about Ep. 3. But you can hope.

Really? I've grown to rather like people. In sort of a funny, amusing clown sort of way. I guess I fear ulterior motives. I know everyone has some. It's for this reason i don't like accepting help much.

Nice, is that the one where you need 1,000,000 damage? Yea. I'm at something like 140,000. Gonna be rough. I wish I could say the same about the medic achievements, though. :|

I only need to get Pyromancer before I have every pyro achievement. As far as I can remember, all were legit, too.

How about all of them? That would be something.

Ep. 3. Oh that would be awesome.

Fitness Nazi doesn't work on people you don't control. Plus, fatties don't respond to that kind of thing anyway. It's be like trying to force a horse to drink, or a [garden tool] to think. You'll just end up drowning it.

I'm a junior in highschool. The girl sitting next to me in Lit tried to convince me that Africa is a country in South America. She really didn't know. The a friend of mine mentioned that Delaware was in New Jersey. :wall: :wall: I have hundreds and hundreds of similiar stories, but I simply can't type them all. (how many beers are in a six pack?) I actually have a dumber girl in my study hall; here are some of the more memorable statements. "Communism isnt part of history, its happening now" Says she shouldnt have to learn anything that has been figured out; this ranges from history, to math, to science, etc. I can honestly say that if the human race was wholly like her we still wouldnt have the wheel. and my favorite conversation ever her: "Obama is the antichrist" me: "what makes you say that?" her: "he just is" me: "Ill let you use any evidence you want, even the bible; show me any evidence that Obama is the antichrist" her: "I hate talking about this stuff" and my other favorite was when she said that Obama was the antichrist because "A lot of people said so" I know a guy that swore there was a battle of Hiroshima. As in with armies, not just a bomb. He's easy to convince otherwise, though, he knows that I know these things better. Not like the really dumb ones.

Sometime in the middle of a huge zombie siege, we all need to suddenly stop. And dance. 'Cause this thriller! Thriller night and no one's gonna save you from the beast about to strike. Think about it. They'd join in.

I woke up this morning unable to move my left arm. It was awesome.

You wear sunglasses. No, really, I know a guy that came back from Christmas ([bleep] you, holiday) break with a pair of shades and a new 'tude. Don't know which came first, though. I know for me that, since I now have an officer billet, I've started trying to hang out in the ROTC areas before/after school more often. I kind of have to force myself; I know everyone there, and they're all mostly fairly decent, but I still feel odd about it. I'm making an effort, though.

Sisters. Family Guy filler. By which i mean pointless filler, not just the "remember that time where....?", that can be funny. But stupid stuff with no entertainment value that goes on for minutes. See: Chicken fight, that one part where Stewie says variants of "Mom" for about 2 minutes.

Or give it to me. Also some of the women. You wouldn't know what to do with them.

That there program got me a Jarate while I....did other things. :thumbsup: Achievements may have sucked, but at least then I knew when I would get the stuff.

I had a similar experience a few hours ago. I spent like half an hour folding my clothes then I realized that was the washing pile. A few days ago I grabbed a seemingly clean mug out of the dishwasher and was on my third glass of tea when I found out those dishes were dirty. It really sucks because everything looked clean, and the "clean" light on the dishwasher was on. But only because it hadn't been closed properly.

Holy [cabbage] full of monkeys, that wasn't censored. I've never really undertood conviction for victimless crimes. At least not why they're crimes. Like drawn porn. Especially since there is no human being on the face of the Earth that resembles anime characters.

1:10-1:20, really, but I'm working on some of that other stuff. That is the [cabbage].

Try taking one down with just the wrench. You will die. So. Many. Times.

Use a potato. One shot you got big chunks for stew, two shots home fries here look at this. You add a musrhoom, the more you do it the finer it gets. Now watch this, you're gonna love my nuts. But really, a potato can be used as a very crude, impromptu suppressor.

Hmmm. What grade are you in ? High school junior. Actually, after I said that I realized stuff like the dative case is a real pain in the [wagon], but other than that, really, it is fairly simple.

Your case sounds like mine, Only replace "italian" with "Russian". Me? I'm using Rosetta Stone. Haven't used it much recently, but I haven't had a whole lot of time to do so. It works great, though; I haven't used it for nearly 6 months (Holy [cabbage], I know, but once summer starts I'll have time again) and I remember damn near everything I was taught in the two weeks I spent with it. I'm also about to finish my second year of learning German in school. I'm fairly good with it, I've carried an A all last year and this year. Probably next year, too. It's really a fairly easy language.

You should still tell him the story. While he's chasing you. Or being shot.

I'm doing a guitar-vocals band career alone. It really only works well on songs I know the lyrics to already, but for some reason even on Enter Sandman I only 3 stars. 5 on Creeping Death, though. :?

Yea, that's the one. Good stuff.

Tell him the Story of Lardass. In a small town, there lived a boy named Lardass. This wasn't his real name, but he was so fat that everyone called him Lardass; friends called him Lardass, parents called him Lardass, even teachers called him Lardass. Eventually, Lardass got sick and tired of everyone calling him Lardass all the time. So he planned Lardass's revenge. The next week was the city Pie Eating Contest, and Lardass was going to enter. He trained as much as he could, and in doing so became even more of a Lardass. When the day of the competiton finally came, all Lardass had for breakfast was a glass of water. When the contest started, Lardass began eating like a Lardass. He ate more than anyone else, at double the rate. When it was over, the judges declared Lardass the winner. Lardass then turned around and barfed into the lap of the contestant next to him, who barfed into the lap of the contestant next to him, who barfed into the lap of the Mayor's Wife next to him. So the Mayor's wife gets up and runs into the crowd, and barfs all over the floor. Now other people have started barfing, and pretty soon everyone's barfing all over everyone and everything else. Nobody escapes being barfed on. Parents were barfed on, children were barfed on, even babies were barfed on. It was a total Barf-O-Rama! People at home watching the event on TV started barfing all over each other, too, until everyone in the city was barfing. And that is the Story of Lardass. That's from some movie, I forget which. Or at least I think it is.