OBJECTION!
OBJECTION!
Aerith Freak
Also, modhat: No responding in this thread with naught but an insult. K?
I didn't ACTUALLY insult her. It was word play.Originally Posted by Pike
Aerith Freak
Also, modhat: No responding in this thread with naught but an insult. K?
Genderless robot
I assumed as much, but I need to look like I'm totally doing work here so I can win my third Highwind in a row.I didn't ACTUALLY insult her. It was word play.Aerith Freak
Also, modhat: No responding in this thread with naught but an insult. K?
Also Dr. Who Fangirl.
Stop trying to censor me, you commie. :triplecolbert:I assumed as much, but I need to look like I'm totally doing work here so I can win my third Highwind in a row.I didn't ACTUALLY insult her. It was word play.Aerith Freak
Also, modhat: No responding in this thread with naught but an insult. K?
Also Dr. Who Fangirl.
Published author
Corazon Santiago.
That was for Pike.
BABE.
The most beautiful goddamn woman on this forum.
Sam.
(I think!)
Well I think this is also defeating the point of the thread so:
Known in the boring physical world as Sam. Known online to be a freight train of sass and flare that's on a one way trip to awesomeville.
An individual who wants to be quoted in Sam's sig
SMAC.
(pronounced SMACK)
(I got the right person this time)
AKI-ZETA 5, PRIME FUNCTION OF THE CYBERNETIC CONSCIOUSNESS
Formerly known as Gir
Knows my sordid past.
Made entirely of lemons.
Like giraffes and wolves and has three friends.
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.
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