Why did Iceglow cross the road?
(SPOILER)If you want the answer, please see the 120 page novella he wrote justifying all of his actions and the thoughts that were occurring to him before, during and after his crossing of the road.
					
					
				Why did Iceglow cross the road?
(SPOILER)If you want the answer, please see the 120 page novella he wrote justifying all of his actions and the thoughts that were occurring to him before, during and after his crossing of the road.
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
				
			
			
			
				
					
					
				"Shorty"
Face
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				The fire is either accidental or on purpose.
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
						
					
				
			
			
			
				I do not know if this is supposed to be deliberately unfunny or if I'm really just a wretched comedian.
It is about Iceglow.
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Haha the mohawk even.
Face
ส็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็็༼ ຈل͜ຈ༽ส้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้้
Invitation accepted:
"You're certain this is not because it is small? Or does it not work? After all, referring to it as a joke isn't a good thing. Wait. Is it not real? Do you attach it with a strap? Does it take batteries?"
Thank you. Do not cum again.
Jack: How do you know?
Will: It's more of a feeling really.
Jack: Well, that's not scientific. Feeling isn't knowing. Feeling is believing. If you believe it, you can't know because there's no knowing what you believe. Then again, no one should believe what they know either. Once you know anything that anything becomes unbelievable if only by virtue of the fact you now... know it. You know?
Will: No.
If Demolition Man were remade today
Huxley: What's wrong? You broke contact.
Spartan: Contact? I didn't even touch you.
Huxley: Don't you want to make love?
Spartan: Is that what you call this? Why don't we just do it the old-fashioned way?
Huxley: NO!
Spartan: Whoa! Okay, calm down.
Huxley: Don't tell me to calm down!
Spartan: What's gotten into you? 'Cause it sure as hell wasn't me.
Huxley: Physical relations in the way of intercourse are no longer acceptable John Spartan.
Spartan: What? Why the hell not?
Huxley: It's the law, John. And for your information, the very idea that you suggested it makes me feel personally violated.
Spartan: Wait a minute... violated? Huxley what the hell are you accusing me of here?
Huxley: You need to leave, John.
Spartan: But Huxley.
Huxley: Get out!
Moments later Spartan is arrested for "violating" Huxley.
By the way, that's called satire. Get over it.