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[PSPHax0r9]

I wish i had a new title

Ask seredith. :icon_smil

[Hemperor]

how old are you then?
Nvr mnd...so serideth isn't 56? Wow...hes been misleading me for 2 months O_O

No, I'm 46

[SimplyTheBest]

LMFAO. Really? I thought he was the most popular on these forums. Nobody ever flames him or anything.

And PSPunk I'm 14 years old, what about you?

Im 13...now you've confused me whether your being sarcastic O_O no...no, you haven't

[Darth Budd]

we cant flame him because we did alot before and alot of us got banned

[Beau]

Shallow and pedantic. Shallow, and, pedantic.

[SimplyTheBest]

we cant flame him because we did alot before and alot of us got banned

STFU, brain_stew has been off my side for 3 weeks now... thats been over for a month O_O

[Beau]

STFU, brain_stew has been off my side for 3 weeks now... thats been over for a month O_O

i love you

[Mast3r_Shak3]

STFU, mom has been off my peepee for 3 weeks now... thats been over for a month O_O

[SimplyTheBest]

i love you

wow, you like messing with peoples heads, huh? I had sex with my own soda bottle last night...

[Mast3r_Shak3]

Cuz u cant get a real girl?

[PSPHax0r9]

Shallow and pedantic. Shallow, and, pedantic.

Family. Guy. IS. Awesome.

[SimplyTheBest]

Cuz u cant get a real girl?

*IGNORED* yes, I have your mom!!!! if you consider that a girl O_O

[Mast3r_Shak3]

Family. Guy. IS. Awesome.

NO DUH

[Beau]

wow, you like messing with peoples heads, huh? I had sex with my own soda bottle last night...

sorry but you're ****ed up

[Mast3r_Shak3]

*IGNORED* yes, I have your mom!!!!

Okay usually it works like this [8===> O], but you and my mom is [O O] :mrgreen:

[SimplyTheBest]

sorry but you're ****ed up

no...I said that to screw with your normal vision of reality O_O expect that alot from me!!!!!and from your cat o_O

[Beau]

Family. Guy. IS. Awesome.

Heh, I knew someone would get that line.

[SimplyTheBest]

Okay usually it works like this [8===> O], but you and my mom is [O O] :mrgreen:

I wasn't actually going to ignore you...but now, i am...

[Mast3r_Shak3]

holy sh*t look at this guys avvy lol

[Mast3r_Shak3]

I wasn't actually going to ignore you...but now, i am...

note the smiley buddy

[soccerPMN]

I wasn't actually going to ignore you...but now, i am...

I'm not sure he or anyone cares. You are probably the most ignored person on these forums, I had to hit 'view post' just to see whyat you said...

[Beau]

no...I said that to screw with your normal vision of reality O_O expect that alot from me!!!!!and from your cat o_O

AHH! FACINATING! But, how about, just, no.

[SimplyTheBest]

note that my cat is my only buddy

ok then O_O

[Mast3r_Shak3]

o....k

[Eternal-Cowboy]

It all started when our cliche, protagonistic figure, PSPunk, woke up in a bush. It was the sixth time it had happened. Feeling exceedingly concerned, PSPunk attacked a banana, thinking it would make him feel better (but as usual, it did not). Duly ecstatic about the looming crises, he realized that his beloved coming out of the closet forum was missing! Immediately he called his so-called friend, Every Emo Band Ever. PSPunk had known Every Emo Band Ever for (plus or minus) 153 years, the majority of which were exotic ones. Every Emo Band Ever was unique. He was attractive though sometimes a little... pestering. PSPunk called him anyway, for the situation was urgent.

Every Emo Band Ever picked up to a very unhappy PSPunk. Every Emo Band Ever calmly assured him that most disease-carrying chipmunks shudder before mating, yet albino cats usually indiscriminately yawn *after* mating. He had no idea what that meant; he was only concerned with distracting PSPunk. Why was Every Emo Band Ever trying to distract PSPunk? Because he had snuck out from PSPunk's with the coming out of the closet forum only nine days prior. It was a striking little coming out of the closet forum... how could he resist?

It didn't take long before PSPunk got back to the subject at hand: his coming out of the closet forum. Every Emo Band Ever yawned. Relunctantly, Every Emo Band Ever invited him over, assuring him they'd find the coming out of the closet forum. PSPunk grabbed his rhinocerus and disembarked immediately. After hanging up the phone, Every Emo Band Ever realized that he was in trouble. He had to find a place to hide the coming out of the closet forum and he had to do it carefully. He figured that if PSPunk took the wannabe go-fast Civic, he had take at least three minutes before PSPunk would get there. But if he took the Giant Douche Bag Mobile? Then Every Emo Band Ever would be ridiculously screwed.

Before he could come up with any reasonable ideas, Every Emo Band Ever was interrupted by seven oafish ChiWAHWAHs that were lured by his coming out of the closet forum. Every Emo Band Ever cringed; 'Not again', he thought. Feeling pleased, he recklessly reached for his live hand grenade and fearlessly groped every last one of them. Apparently this was an adequate deterrent--the discouraged critters began to scurry back toward the lemur-infested moor, squealing with discontent. He exhaled with relief. That's when he heard the Giant Douche Bag Mobile rolling up. It was PSPunk.

----o0o----

As he pulled up, he felt a sense of urgency. He had had to make an unscheduled stop at Wal-Mart to pick up a 12-pack of bananas, so he knew he was running late. With a hasty leap, PSPunk was out of the Giant Douche Bag Mobile and went sassily jaunting toward Every Emo Band Ever's front door. Meanwhile inside, Every Emo Band Ever was panicking. Not thinking, he tossed the coming out of the closet forum into a box of live hand grenades and then slid the box behind his hippopotamus. Every Emo Band Ever was pleased but at least the coming out of the closet forum was concealed. The doorbell rang.

'Come in,' Every Emo Band Ever charismatically purred. With a inept push, PSPunk opened the door. 'Sorry for being late, but I was being chased by some funny-smelling zealous...zealot in a noise-polluting import,' he lied. 'It's fine,' Every Emo Band Ever assured him. PSPunk took a seat vaguely close to where Every Emo Band Ever had hidden the coming out of the closet forum. Every Emo Band Ever belched trying unsuccessfully to hide his nervousness. 'Uhh, can I get you anything?' he blurted. But PSPunk was distracted. In a tragically predictable turn of events, Every Emo Band Ever noticed a annoying look on PSPunk's face. PSPunk slowly opened his mouth to speak.

'...What's that smell?'

Every Emo Band Ever felt a stabbing pain in his taint when PSPunk asked this. In a moment of disbelief, he realized that he had hidden the coming out of the closet forum right by his oscillating fan. 'Wh-what? I don't smell anything..!' A lie. A stupid look started to form on PSPunk's face. He turned to notice a box that seemed clearly out of place. 'Th-th-those are just my grandma's live hand grenades from when she used to have pet spotted wolf hamsters. She, uh...dropped 'em by here earlier'. PSPunk nodded with fake acknowledgement...then, before Every Emo Band Ever could react, PSPunk skillfully lunged toward the box and opened it. The coming out of the closet forum was plainly in view.

PSPunk stared at Every Emo Band Ever for what what must've been six nanoseconds. A few unsatisfying minutes later, Every Emo Band Ever groped wildly in PSPunk's direction, clearly desperate. PSPunk grabbed the coming out of the closet forum and bolted for the door. It was locked. Every Emo Band Ever let out a enchanting chuckle. 'If only you hadn't been so protective of that thing, none of this would have happened, PSPunk,' he rebuked. Every Emo Band Ever always had been a little insensitive, so PSPunk knew that reconciliation was not an option; he needed to escape before Every Emo Band Ever did something crazy, like... start chucking dull pencils at him or something. Just as zero people expected he gripped his coming out of the closet forum tightly and made a dash toward the window, diving headlong through the glass panels.

Every Emo Band Ever looked on, blankly. 'What the hell? That seemed excessive. The other door was open, you know.' Silence from PSPunk. 'And to think, I varnished that window frame three days ago...it never ends!' Suddenly he felt a tinge of concern for PSPunk. 'Oh. You ..okay?' Still silence. Every Emo Band Ever walked over to the window and looked down. PSPunk was gone.

----o0o----

Just yonder, PSPunk was struggling to make his way through the haunted thicket behind Every Emo Band Ever's place. PSPunk had severely hurt his fingernail during the window incident, and was starting to lose strength. Another pack of feral ChiWAHWAHs suddenly appeared, having caught wind of the coming out of the closet forum. One by one they latched on to PSPunk. Already weakened from his injury, PSPunk yielded to the furry onslaught and collapsed. The last thing he saw before losing consciousness was a buzzing horde of ChiWAHWAHs running off with his coming out of the closet forum.

About six hours later, PSPunk awoke, his armpit throbbing. It was dark and PSPunk did not know where he was. Deep in the uninhabited secret vineyard, PSPunk was barely lost. Happy as a frickin' monkey, he remembered that his coming out of the closet forum was taken by the ChiWAHWAHs. But at that point, he was just thankful for his life. That's when, to his horror, a teensy ChiWAHWAH emerged from the magical cornfield. It was the alpha ChiWAHWAH. PSPunk opened his mouth to scream but was cut short when the ChiWAHWAH sunk its teeth into PSPunk's shin. With a faint groan, the life escaped from PSPunk's lungs, but not before he realized that he was a failure.

Less than six miles away, Every Emo Band Ever was entombed by anguish over the loss of the coming out of the closet forum. 'MY PRECIOUS!!' he cried, as he reached for a sharpened dangerous oil-soaked rag. With a deft thrust, he buried it deeply into his fingernail. As the room began to fade to black, he thought about PSPunk... wishing he had found the courage to tell him that he loved him. But he would die alone that day. All that remained was the coming out of the closet forum that had turned them against each other, ultimately causing their demise. And as the dew on melancholy sappling branches began to reflect the dawn's reddish glare, all that could be heard was the chilling cry of distant ChiWAHWAHs, desecrating all things sacred to virtuous men, and perpetuating an evil that would reign for centuries to come. Our heroes would've lived unhappily ever after, but they were too busy being dead. So, no one lived forever after, the end.

[TheMysteriousThug]

Wait macca, were you serious before.....If you were, then how did FreePlay find out his name?

FreePlay is an op at Fanjita's IRC and has access to IRC clients if they list their full name.

[Beau]

Peter, say "what".
Peter: "Steak, steak, steak, fantastic four...."

[gmansixfo]

hello

[Beau]

why, hello there gman.

[Mast3r_Shak3]

sup gman