It's not my fault.
It's not my fault for being a square peg, it's YOUR fault for making the stinkin' hole so round! Artificial resraints...it's your fault, you you you, you, I personally blame you!
I may be cracked, but I know one thing -- sanity is your single biggest constraint to getting it. To having a clue what everything's about. Get rid of it, shake it off, man, shake it off. If it won't shake off, beat it off with a stick.
Or a sledgehammer.
What are you WAITING for?!?!
That's the problem, that's the reason there's so much sanity in this stupid box of a world, people like YOU refuse to sacrifice a little. You you you, you I personally blame you!
Again!
Well, duh. Open your eyes people. If you won't open your eyes then open your Dramamine, 'cause you're gonna need it.
World tells me things. Mostly he babbles and asks for crackers(which I don't give him 'cause crackers are bad for him) and M&M's(which I do give him 'cause M&M's are good for everyone) and sometimes he says the sky is falling or the end is coming. I say "Who cares?" and give him an M&M. That shuts him up right quick. I don't listen to World. I have my own rules. I have too much to listen to anyway.
Read the Paperclip Story.
In the meantime, maybe you'd like to see the Useless pages. These aren't mine, no no, not at all, hmmm-hmmm hmmm-hmmm-hmmm hmmmmmmmm....
Ever look around and think...where am I? Who are these people?
God you're an idiot. What do you have, amnesia or something?
Think of good questions. Answer 'em. Make up stuff. Who cares, so long as you like your answer.
Example-Q: Can you get to the moon on roller skates?A: No, because you will always forget to equalize the mouse factor. Can't have too many fish clinging to your hair.
Read a transcription of the Homicidal Blood-stained Barber Sketch.
Read a crazee Monkees fairy tale.
Look at my character's entry in the Malkavian Directory.
But, Aha!, I've been able to weird out all the people I don't like and make them scared of me. Hmmm...
::Leads a camel out on stage on a long rope::::The camel is dressed in a kimono::::It spits at you::
Naughty, naughty, don't aggreivate the camel! I need him for my idea!
The Fool is a medieval court jester, required to entertain, but also to speak truths no one else would care to express. The wounded swan represents the fall from grace, the parting of humanity from the Garden of Eden. At the bottom is Earth.
Divinatory meanings: Act impulsively. Follow your feelings. Surprise. Wonder. Excitement. Take opportunities that arise.
Reversed: Difficulty believing in your instincts. Fear of stepping into the unknown. Do not be reckless.Card design and interpretation Copyright 1990 by US Games Systems, INC. From the Haindl Tarot Deck. No copyright infringement intended, I swear, please don't beat me with a stick...
Card design and interpretation Copyright 1990 by US Games Systems, INC. From the Haindl Tarot Deck. No copyright infringement intended, I swear, please don't beat me with a stick...
See, there it is...right in front of you. Nothing is real. Deal. Absorb it before I have to crack open your skull and force it in myself, and deal. Deal, deal!!!!!!!
I used to think lotsa people would look good fanged. Okay, so not all of them worked out, but take a look here for the ones I've tried so far.
I have an Indian, ah, pardon me, Native American, Headdress. I made it myself. I wore it to school one day 'cause I felt like it. Really shook everyone up, too. Good. Show 'em. Make 'em look twice, think twice, do twice, change THEIR STINKIN' MINDSET!!!
I like Tater-Tots. A lot. But they're nastybad for me.
::The camel spits a Tater-Tot at you::
Shut up. All of you. Now. NOW, Now, now...now, Now, NOW, NOW!
OR NOT! Fine then, just disregard all my hard work. It was for nothing, I did for my HEALTH! All that time, down the tubes, so you can say, "Oh, I don't feel like looking at that."
Look at it.
Now.
Ah, finally someone who gets it! And does it surprise you that Yoda was a total nutbar? Good, very good.
But do you understand? Do you get it? Nothing in this universe has a set value. Nothing. Not even reality, 'cause obviously if I'm in mine and you're in yours, it's not a set value. C'mon, stop dallying, start seeing. And play the Moog, too, 'cause it's really cool and sounds like a spaceship.
<=^=> <=^=> <=^=> <=^=> <=^=> <=^=> <---Zlotnik Spaceships
What? The camel? Don't be silly, there's no camels around here, Ohee-ohee-ohee-oh. Oh, the one in the kimono, right. Well, you can forget that. He spit at me, so I bit him. CHOMP!!!....\(^^^)/
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