[nicfit]

This is not (exactly) another "who you like the most on here" kind of thread, more like a gooniesque sort of thing...

like:

"yeah, and then there's atari, the weird guy nobody wants to talk with (man, if you're still lurking I'm just messing around, eh!), then there's jico, that portugese computer genius who talks in tongues, and dead air, the ubercool "uncle" who everyone of us liked better than our actual parents, and that black guy, with a nice style of clothing, who's said to have been kidnapped..what was his name?*".

let your imagination run wild and give me back an entertaining thread for when I'll wake up tomorrow morning.

the first one who goes
"and then there's that guy, nicfit":

 

gets either pos or neg repped on the basis of my current mood.

*who guesses wins.

[pbradley]

Auditions for the lovable anthropomorphized animal comic relief?

[jennthebenn]

There's Pantophobia, the passive/aggressive one we all liked because he did all the driving, Nefeli the party animal with a heart of gold, then we
had Toilet and Bowels, the sleek, sly debonair chap who knew all shortcuts as well as the people who dwelled in them, and finally !@#$!
who me and Pantophobia had around just 'cause he got on the others' nerves. Kept it tense and shit. You always had to have that tension in
the group, 'cause the second you got too lax, too used to each other...that's when things could go wrong.

[!@#$%!]

Originally Posted by jennthebenn

There's Pantophobia, the passive/aggressive one we all liked because he did all the driving, Nefeli the party animal with a heart of gold, then we
had Toilet and Bowels, the sleek, sly debonair chap who knew all shortcuts as well as the people who dwelled in them, and finally !@#$!
who me and Pantophobia had around just 'cause he got on the others' nerves. Kept it tense and shit. You always had to have that tension in
the group, 'cause the second you got too lax, too used to each other...that's when things could go wrong.

and i thought my nickname was gonna be "bruiser"

o well

[noisereductions]

whenever we do these threads about boardies, nobody ever thinks of me.

[jennthebenn]

Originally Posted by noisereductions

whenever we do these threads about boardies, nobody ever thinks of me.

Me, you and Bruiser are the new Dipset. That's a whole other thread.

[HECKLER SPRAY]

Originally Posted by nicfit

then there's jico, that portugese computer genius who talks in tongues,

What's his current username ?

[This Is Not Here]

Originally Posted by noisereductions

whenever we do these threads about boardies, nobody ever thinks of me.

Ha ha! Awwwww...

[noisereductions]

Originally Posted by jennthebenn

Me, you and Bruiser are the new Dipset. That's a whole other thread.

haha, nice!

[floatingslowly]

the entire movie takes place in a spooky blue asylum that is located at the bottom of the world's deepest chasm.

guests and homeless people live up in the attic, which is run by Moshe the Cruel. Moshe takes perverse delight in whipping the mumbling crowd into a fervor with whispered talk of GODS, NIGHTMARES and DESTRUCTION. the crowd, which was once only a few lost souls has become a screaming mass bodies that writhes in time to the cadence of Moshe's cannibal-skull drums. all await the promised response to their prayers.

below the attic lies The Crawlspace. a dimension within it's own, The Crawlspace emits a toxic drone that draws the lurking robotic spiders into a trap; a trap from which not one escapes. hardcore donkey porn lines both the floor and the ceiling. deep inside the spunk of 1,000 years, Chabib sits upon a miniature gilded throne. bones litter his hairy Hobbit feet.

the remaining floors know no true master.

the second floor, once a shining library that served as a repository of all the brightest thoughts and dreams of humanity, has been converted into a goose-atorium. geese from around the world flock to it's wonder. fountains spouting purple kool-aid shower the geese, who collapse from the throes of their grape-flavored orgasms. stroking each other's wings tenderly, the geese pair off for the ritualized exchange of mating calls. everything happens backwards. lonely geese who find no mate wander upstairs, only to taste the teeth of Moshe the Cruel's barb.

the ground floor is actually the basement. a door from above allows entry for those who are afraid of god. the only the light that shines come from the sporadic flash of a butane lighter. tiny glass vials of used-up drugs and condoms litter the floor (along with a misplaced grocery list). the dung from the geese above often seeps through the cracks in the ceiling, causing a horrid stench. it's the only floor in the entire asylum that allows smoking, so the sunken-eyed freaks abide. disembodied glowing red eyes fly about the room. although they never truly harm anyone, the chilling groans often precipitate the sound of breaking glass. psychotropic medication flies from the broken candy-dish.

"SHOOOOOOOOWW MEEEEEEE KIIIIIIIIIMMMM'S PANNNNNNNNTTiEEEEEES" the very walls cry.

 

Originally Posted by nicfit

*who guesses wins.

val-holla-ing? do I win a stuffed horse's head?

[Danny]

Originally Posted by floatingslowly

val-holla-ing? do I win a stuffed horse's head?

He is alive and well, by the way.

[floatingslowly]

thank fucking gawd. I've often wondered. I miss him sooo bad.

[SpectralJulianIsNotDead]

you guys are fucking weird

[EVOLghost]

Originally Posted by floatingslowly

the entire movie takes place in a spooky blue asylum that is located at the bottom of the world's deepest chasm.

guests and homeless people live up in the attic, which is run by Moshe the Cruel. Moshe takes perverse delight in whipping the mumbling crowd into a fervor with whispered talk of GODS, NIGHTMARES and DESTRUCTION. the crowd, which was once only a few lost souls has become a screaming mass bodies that writhes in time to the cadence of Moshe's cannibal-skull drums. all await the promised response to their prayers.

below the attic lies The Crawlspace. a dimension within it's own, The Crawlspace emits a toxic drone that draws the lurking robotic spiders into a trap; a trap from which not one escapes. hardcore donkey porn lines both the floor and the ceiling. deep inside the spunk of 1,000 years, Chabib sits upon a miniature gilded throne. bones litter his hairy Hobbit feet.

the remaining floors know no true master.

the second floor, once a shining library that served as a repository of all the brightest thoughts and dreams of humanity, has been converted into a goose-atorium. geese from around the world flock to it's wonder. fountains spouting purple kool-aid shower the geese, who collapse from the throes of their grape-flavored orgasms. stroking each other's wings tenderly, the geese pair off for the ritualized exchange of mating calls. everything happens backwards. lonely geese who find no mate wander upstairs, only to taste the teeth of Moshe the Cruel's barb.

the ground floor is actually the basement. a door from above allows entry for those who are afraid of god. the only the light that shines come from the sporadic flash of a butane lighter. tiny glass vials of used-up drugs and condoms litter the floor (along with a misplaced grocery list). the dung from the geese above often seeps through the cracks in the ceiling, causing a horrid stench. it's the only floor in the entire asylum that allows smoking, so the sunken-eyed freaks abide. disembodied glowing red eyes fly about the room. although they never truly harm anyone, the chilling groans often precipitate the sound of breaking glass. psychotropic medication flies from the broken candy-dish.

"SHOOOOOOOOWW MEEEEEEE KIIIIIIIIIMMMM'S PANNNNNNNNTTiEEEEEES" the very walls cry.

 

val-holla-ing? do I win a stuffed horse's head?

wow man....wow....

[ZEROpumpkins]

Originally Posted by noisereductions

whenever we do these threads about boardies, nobody ever thinks of me.

^^^

[viewtiful_alan]

Thirded.

[ploesj]

um...

i'm not good at adventures. thing usually work out fine when i fix them by myself.

[_slavo_]

...and there's Catankerous who learned a lesson of life and turned from a bitchy brat to a charming lady

More bitchy brats, please.