Would you pass The King's loyalty challenge?
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 SCROOGE  THE EMBITTERED REMAINS OF FROSTY THE SNOWMAN  THE GRINCH  ANTI-RELIGION LIBERALS (new this year) AND OF COURSE....  OTTERVOMIT
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| I turned into a martian! -- Posted by BalconyDive on Friday, December 23 2005 | ||||||||||
 Just 2 more days until Newtonmas, celebrate with the ones you love, buy someone a book.
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| Your mommas are not here to take care of you now. -- Posted by BalconyDive on Friday, December 9 2005 | ||||||
 
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| -- Posted by OtterVomit on Tuesday, December 6 2005 | ||||
 YOU'RE THE MAN NOW, DOG!You know what I hate? Downvoters. What are downvoters, you ask? I'll tell you. They are these people on ytmnd.com who are so worried about the positions of their creations that they make 100 fake accounts just to vote other people down. Which really sort of sucks because I really thought this had potential...well, it did have potential because it shot to the top of the site about 10 minutes after I made it before a zillion different votes of 1 came in with no comments corresponding to them. So now Satanic Spock is buried and doomed to mediocrity. This also happened (although not as successfully) to my Batgirl threesome creation. My artistic ego is bruised!
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| May cause drowzzzzzzzz -- Posted by BalconyDive on Sunday, December 4 2005 | ||
Holy. Fucking. Shit. I'm supposed to take these pills like every six hours or something. I've taken them before, no biggie, but today was the first time in a long time that I've so much as touched them because they caused an embarassing to post here side effect, but one I can live with to kill the pain, ya know? So I take this stuff around 11am, it's now 6pm and all I can say is..."never again". I've never had one drug side effect me like this for so long. Since 45 minutes after I swallowed 'em down I've been unable to keep my eyes open. I got The Minish Cap in the mail today, can't play it. Tried to watch Monty Pythons Meaning Of Life, I think I caught all of 20 minutes of it all throughout. I was holding the baby and talking to him and (so I'm told) just stopped mid sentence. Luckily I didn't drop him or anything like that. Damn man. Never again. Not to mention the drowsiness isn't even the only side effect. Coupled with that and the previously unmentioned by name embarassing thing, it makes me wicked irratible. Which means that the dogs think I'm on a warpath and I kicked the shit out of the dryer because something inside it had buttons. Someone should want to buy these off me.
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| Anything can happen! -- Posted by BalconyDive on Friday, December 2 2005 |
1.5 hours - drive into Chicago 20 minutes - waiting room 5 minutes - talking to doctor 10 minutes - waiting for doctor to come back with scripts 5 minutes - waiting for secretary to set up next tim eI get to do all of this again 1.5 hours - drive home There has got to be a better way
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