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Everyone thinks I'm a liar! Weeell I'm a lot of things: I'm an astronaut, I'm a basketball player...... I'm the President of the Universe with a 14 inch cock, but I'm not a liar.
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Not all it's cracked up to be
Perhaps.
What? huh?
Alrighty, then.
Lost.
Life is lost.
And found.
Man, it's been ages since I last had any contact with you man. I was overlooking my old reviews and recalled your animations "Kick a frog" and "Homer's Simpson's Car", great times. A lot must have changed for you since those fateful 3.5 years ago.
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Peace Shrike,
-BR (Bahamutreborn)
Interesting site, dude.
sexy
Life can be sexy, jagshemash
as life does.
Life is like a box of shrimp
wait...
what?
sex.
That's it
When you're 14? Oh yeah, you betcha.
The philosopher's conundrum. I started wondering about this when I was about 15. I think it first started with the absolute knowledge that I was going to die. Then it spiraled into pointless debates about how life was about the journey and how you had to be accepting of what you were given. Not that those things aren't important ... they are. It's just that they seem pretty hallow. I always thought that I wondered what life was about when I was bored. You know, Thursday night at about midnight when I was suffering from insomnia. I was bored and my mind started wandering. So, since I got upset about the question I just resolved to not be static. I wanted to be forever on the move. I did that for awhile, until I got tired. I mean, tired of life. Then when I recovered from that I kind of thought life was all about how many people you influenced. It helped because it wasn't so vague. I think that's where I'm at now, but I'm almost positive that it will change. In the end, when I'm sitting in a hospital bed hooked to some IV's, I'll probably think life is about dying, but who knows ... I could be a cynic.
Interesting. I've never heard someone say that the journey and being thankful are hallowed.
But I suppose it fits. How's that for a Freudian slip?
like a box of chocolates?
A long bus ride full of people we don't want to talk to.
shit.
Sticky
Those three dots clearly show how life in continuous hence hinting at your belief in reincarnation or some other form of the afterlife.
TheShrike
A bullshit artist, eh?