how was your day

Started by Philip K Dick, December 30, 2007 08:45 AM

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December 30, 2007 08:45 AM Last Edit: April 26, 2010 07:29 AM by Old-Man

zomfgbie

#1
December 30, 2007 11:57 AM
i got up at 11 today. didnt even go to bed late but my back hurts cause none of my friends know how to back crack. im still fishing through all the junk food i got for xmas. i dont even want it id rather have bacon. i bought a NaS CD with some money i got for christmas. i feel sick over all the food ive eaten and im supposed to be meeting a girl in town today who i havnt seen since we broke up when i left for the army. i dont wanna go i wanna stay at home and finish watching my billy conolly dvds. my cat wont leave me the fuck alone. i have hair all over my new tshirt. fuckers, all of them.
i am dead

<+wwchicken> once i walked into the kitchen and there was a sound
<+wwchicken> but i could only hear it when i stood on one spot in the kitchen
<+wwchicken> then i turned off the light
<+wwchicken> and it was gone
<+wwchicken> then i turned the light back on and there it was again
<+wwchicken> so i thought, its an invisible alien
<+wwchicken> but hes scared of the dark

Philip K Dick

#2
December 30, 2007 07:26 PM
I WASNT ASKING YOU CUNTWAD

zomfgbie

#3
December 30, 2007 08:02 PM
HOW WAS YOUR DAY RHETORICAL oh
i am dead

<+wwchicken> once i walked into the kitchen and there was a sound
<+wwchicken> but i could only hear it when i stood on one spot in the kitchen
<+wwchicken> then i turned off the light
<+wwchicken> and it was gone
<+wwchicken> then i turned the light back on and there it was again
<+wwchicken> so i thought, its an invisible alien
<+wwchicken> but hes scared of the dark

Crabarms

#4
December 30, 2007 10:28 PM
thats amazing.
WOW.

Loathsome

#6
December 30, 2007 11:18 PM
Well I tell you what. I won't read that novel if you write everything like you just did :0

Philip K Dick

#7
December 31, 2007 04:34 AM
New-Age Retro Hippie: The Musical

The man in the space-suit had set his sights on the prize. A shimmering golden bug lay in wake. It glistened with the radiance of dead chinchilla. Without any further hesitación, the space-man lept. His hands grasped firmly around the his glittering prize. The bug struggled, but he knew it was over. There was no help for this shiny insect.
Eric "Lucky" Bluegate lifted up his helmet as he fondled his prize.
"A fucking bug?" his wife shouted from the other side of the plexiglass door. "Again?"
"My bad, Lemonina. I promise I'll do better next time." vaguely responded Eric, smiling and scratching his head.
"That's what you always say." sighed Lemonina. "How are we going to feed Mister Dog when all you can catch is one shitty bug?"
As if on queue, Mister Dog, their scruffy black golden retriever came barking up to the plexidome, crashing straight into the glass.
"That's our Mister Dog!" simultaneously crooned Lemonina and Eric. Mister Dog then spasmed 4 times, extended his front legs and proceeded to write a book about the deep dark mysteries of ebonics.
"Why, Lemonina, look!" exclaimed Eric in a rare moment of ecstasy. "Mister Dog's dilligent penmanship is a reminder of the turmoils of the Philippine Revolution."
"Boy, I'm hungry. Who's up for some eats?" inquired Eric.
The two left Mister Dog to eviscerate the annals of philosophy and bolted into the kitchen. Their eyes were instantly directed towards the refridgerator which had not been in its proper position 4 inches to the left of the counter, but instead was directly adjacent to a certain MC, known to some as DJ Khaled, infamous for his bestness. Suddenly, the entire Appalachian State University football team ran through the couple's home, trampled Mister Dog and began to roast some prime beef in the bath tub. Eric and Lemonina were quite upset with this, but Mister Dog was a bit too dead to mind.

20 years later.

psi43

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December 31, 2007 04:39 AM
I woke up and
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