15th September 2004, 8:57 AM
God: *playing Pikmin 2* I HAVE BETTER THINGS TO DO THAN WASTE MY TIME WITH A SMALL MINDED BOY WHO NEEDS TO FORCE HIS OPINIONS ON EVERYONE.... besides, in May of 2027 Darunia will lose his testicles in a fight over Boar's Head Cheese to a Biker named Ron Po... something... and Dar's voice will go up 3 octaves. He will reform the 'Begees 2' and die in his 50's from an overdose of 'Gliss' which is Xtasy and cocain mixed with peanut butter and jellatin formed concentrated beer. But you wont know about that until the late 20's of this mellinium. Now if you'll excuse me, a 15 year old girl is about to throw a newborn baby in to a dumpster and I need to send my Guilt-Trip Harpes after her and then try to get her tubes tied. *ka-whoosh* oh, and if you want some kind of proof that i'm here then just ask yourself; Why is it that sapiens (you assholes) took 4 million years to reach your current state from a base-form mammal when other mammals are celebrating their 10 millionth birthday and have no where near the dexterity, complexity or depth of a sapien, It aint cuz of re-runs of Three's Company, buddy boy... Gah, I beat Pikmin 2 in six days. God damn i'm good... I'm gonna take a nap now. Michael, hold all my calls.
Michael: I'm not your fucking secretary! By the way, George Burns called and wanted to know if you have Prince Albert in a can...
God: OMG!!!!!! THAT'S SO OLD!!!!!!! lol
Michael: I'm not your fucking secretary! By the way, George Burns called and wanted to know if you have Prince Albert in a can...
God: OMG!!!!!! THAT'S SO OLD!!!!!!! lol