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(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:34, archived)
Fat naked 40-year old internet surfer!
My favourite stereotype!
Is that source pic Mr. Schnurr Sr?
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:35, archived)
the tendons/ligaments would probably snap under the weight.
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:38, archived)
That is how the Baron Harkonnen could fly.
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:42, archived)
but he only flew in the movie didn't he?
read the first 3 books... probably 12 years ago... can't remember
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:48, archived)
adopted because you're a fricken bean pole. Eat some pasta fer crying out loud!
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:40, archived)
it was twenty-ought-six, and all the other boys had received particle matter trans-mutators for christmas, yet weren't allowed to use them.
it was about this time that my neighbor, mcmillan, had been suffering from an extreme bout of allergies brought on by his neighbor's cat. now this cat, mr. chuckles, was owned by a crotchety old woman named sarah kreplock. now old sarah kreplock was famous for particle matter trans-mutating all the neighborhood children's toys into assorted small nuts and fruits when they were to land on her property.
meanwhile, on the other side of town, i was particle matter trans-mutating myself, without my parent's permission (as the advertisement said you needed). now we were afraid it wouldn't work at all without permission, but we gave it a shot.
five minutes later, i was pasta.
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:51, archived)
we were terrible at using the particle matter trans-mutator.
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 6:00, archived)
Is this why you are so much thinner than your father?
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 6:02, archived)
it was twenty-ought-nine, and all the other boys had received particle matter trans-mutators for christmas, yet weren't allowed to use them.
it was about this time that my neighbor, mcmillan, had been suffering from an extreme bout of allergies brought on by his neighbor's cat. now this cat, mr. tuttles, was owned by a crotchety old woman named sarah kreplock. now old sarah kreplock was famous for particle matter trans-mutating all the neighborhood children's toys into assorted small nuts and fruits when they were to land on her property.
meanwhile, on the other side of town, i was particle matter trans-mutating myself, without my parent's permission (as the advertisement said you needed). now we were afraid it wouldn't work at all without permission, but we gave it a shot.
five minutes later, i was pasta.
(, Sun 20 Mar 2005, 5:55, archived)