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| 12 Oct 2015 03:42 PM |
| because he has no life stays in his house 24-7 and roblox is life to him. |
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LosDorito
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| 12 Oct 2015 03:43 PM |
Correction: paul LIVES in roblox he is not a physical human being |
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| 12 Oct 2015 03:43 PM |
wow thank you for the insight
Whats a signature? |
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| 12 Oct 2015 03:43 PM |
Before OP posts this, he licks clean the final remnants of the Spicy Nacho Dorito flavoring from his fingertips and adjusts his fedora to the proper smug angle. As the unionized factory of his mind nimbly constructs a logically coherent argument, a bulwark of reason, his fingers, poised along the home row of keys, begin to type. As the words begin to appear on the screen of his MacBook Air he wipes the sweat from his brow, a result of the arduous task of a day of rationalization and takes a generous swig of Code Red Mountain Dew. As OP nears the completion of his assertion and he types his final conclusion, he hovers his mouse cursor over the submit button. With his left hand he strokes the bristly stubble of his beard while he contemplates the significance of his post. He knows before he submits that his remarks may offend several, possibly even dozens of ignorant, narrow-minded, superstitious fundamentalists. Fully weighing the possible consequences of his actions, OP bravely clicks submit. Upon his submission, he closes his eyes and gently chuckles to himself. He then becomes overwhelmed by a blissful wave of euphoria, OP is aware of all that is, was, or will be. Everything becomes clear to him, so simple yet elegant. When he opens his eyes he stares into the vastness of space, at all the primordial nebulae and all of the stars in the cosmos. He then stares into the dark abyss, the emptiness of the furthest reaches of the universe and asks aloud "Is anyone there?” However the only answer he receives is the silence of the void. OP smirks and muses to himself “I thought so” as he has a hearty laugh. OP awakes from his vision and glances at his computer screen with a smile still across his face.
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| 12 Oct 2015 03:44 PM |
| sometimes i like to call my cat "boland" and then rub the hairs on my chinny chin chin |
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| 12 Oct 2015 03:48 PM |
Before OP posts this, he licks clean the final remnants of the Spicy Nacho Dorito flavoring from his fingertips and adjusts his fedora to the proper smug angle. As the unionized factory of his mind nimbly constructs a logically coherent argument, a bulwark of reason, his fingers, poised along the home row of keys, begin to type. As the words begin to appear on the screen of his MacBook Air he wipes the sweat from his brow, a result of the arduous task of a day of rationalization and takes a generous swig of Code Red Mountain Dew. As OP nears the completion of his assertion and he types his final conclusion, he hovers his mouse cursor over the submit button. With his left hand he strokes the bristly stubble of his beard while he contemplates the significance of his post. He knows before he submits that his remarks may offend several, possibly even dozens of ignorant, narrow-minded, superstitious fundamentalists. Fully weighing the possible consequences of his actions, OP bravely clicks submit. Upon his submission, he closes his eyes and gently chuckles to himself. He then becomes overwhelmed by a blissful wave of euphoria, OP is aware of all that is, was, or will be. Everything becomes clear to him, so simple yet elegant. When he opens his eyes he stares into the vastness of space, at all the primordial nebulae and all of the stars in the cosmos. He then stares into the dark abyss, the emptiness of the furthest reaches of the universe and asks aloud "Is anyone there?” However the only answer he receives is the silence of the void. OP smirks and muses to himself “I thought so” as he has a hearty laugh. OP awakes from his vision and glances at his computer screen with a smile still across his face.
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| 12 Oct 2015 03:48 PM |
| Mohxy and him should marry each other. |
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