I'm more than happy for people to keep calling me Quin. I will still answer to it and am happy to be associated with it. But officially, Sir Topham Hatt is my name.
Thomas the Tank Engine is fantastic. But, I mean... let's put it this way. If you renamed yourself Swoop - my favourite Transformer - I would still consider it a bad change. And I love Transformers! But one of my biggest pet peeves is when my friends change names. It probably doesn't help that I don't like long usernames, either. Three words! Just like ee's new name! You may not want the name Quin anymore but you'll forever be Quin to me.
How is Thomas the Tank Engine NOT something that is good in this world? Are you mad? xD
Yeah, I said worst. To be fair, it's not the worst ever, I'm sure there are worse name changes that have been made. It's about on par with eternal essence renaming himself to Happy Noodle Boy. Some things just should never be done. I feel sorry for people who make such name changes because it's so clear that they have no understanding of what is good in this world.
I agree. Oh wait, I thought you said best. Nevermind.
Worst name change ever.
"Bitchin'", indeed. :rolleyes2 How embarrassing.
Spoony BarD. That's you. Oh yes, it is.
"Greetings." said the clerk. "And welcome to Daniel Town. Please, follow me to the nearest hotel." It's a well known fact that Daniel Town is by far the nicest town in the whole of Eizon, and is famed for it's seemingly infinite amount of clerks to take you pretty much anywhere you need to go. But it wasn't always like this, my friend. Oh no. Let me tell you, friend, what Daniel Town used to be like before the Hero appeared. In these modern times, many of the things I'm about to tell you may seem absurb. The history of Daniel Town has turned into myth, unfortunately, and I'm the only one still living who can remember the Dark Days. The old Vicken ruler Sandrobar hated everything. No really, he killed anyone who spoke to him, he burnt the eyes out of anyone who looked at him, and he even cut off his own testicles just because he thought they heard too much. He ruled with a delciously metaphorical iron fist, and the whole of Daniel Town (previously known as CRAPLAND!!!!!) was in perpetual fear. One stormy December night, however, a great man, with arms like girders, legs like tree trunks, and the hair of a Greek god walked into Sandrobar's Great House, and demanded that he left. "I DEMAND THAT YOU LEAVE!" the Hero roared. "RREEEEEEHHAHAHAHAHAEEEEEE! NEVER!" replied Sandrobar. The Hero had never encountered anyone who stood up to him, but before he could thrust his mighty pike into the heart of this idiotic fiend, his faithful (if not slightly loopy) chocobo had pounced on Sandrobar and ripped his face off! "KWEH!" it cried with great anger. "KWEH KWEH KWEH K-KWEH!" Eventually, once Sandrobar was completely skinless, the chocobo stopped. "Hmm...though I would have preferred t odo that myself....." said the Hero afterwards. "Nice work, BoB." "Kweh!" squarked BoB, lovingly. As the Hero walked on his jolly way to see the Mayor of CRAPLAND!!!!! (who had just been appointed, seconds after Sandrobar's death), he found himself unknowing of the route. "Hello." He said to a passing stranger. "My name's Quin, what's yours?" "Daniel." said Daniel. "Hello Daniel. That's a nice little kitten. What's she called?" "Daniel." said Daniel. "Oh.......Right.....Anyhoo, could you point me in the direction of the Mayor's office?" "Daniel." Said Daniel, and he pointed to his right. Quin burst through the Mayor's office doors and shouted: "I HAVE SLAIN THE FOUL SANDROBAR!" "Yes we know. Cheers." said the Mayor. "We're very appreciative, and we would like to name our new town after you. Tell me, great Hero, what is your name?" "Oh, just ask that Daniel fellow outside. I told him it." Now you may be thinking "I thought the place was called Daniel Town?". And you'd be right. It is, and the reason is thus: That "Daniel fellow outside" was actually the village retard, and couldn't actually say anything other than "Daniel". Had Quin known this, he would've told the nice Mayor his name, but of course he didn't. When the Mayor asked Daniel what the Hero was called, Daniel replied "Daniel", and so the town was forever called Daniel Town, and was forever known as the nicest place ever. The townsfolk liked this, because they hated not being nice, because it reminded them of Sandrobar. That day was what is known today as Christmas Day, and the old Hero Quin felt pleased that he had given them such a fantastic freedom. Though I am still a little pissed that it's not called Quin Town, even after all these centuries..... MERRY CHRISTMAS, YOU COMPLETELY INSANE, VICKEN FACE-RIPPING CHOCOBO SIDEKICK!
Chocobo porn.
