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TODAYS INCOHERANT RANTS AND RAVES |
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Rockets and Gay Locks - 03/21/93 |
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Why did the creators of Unreal choose to implement the gayness of rockets that lock on so quickly? Oh, what woeful day have come when super newbies that get lucky with gay locks beat me. Why, oh why, can 3 rockets lock on instantly? I always tell the people that the are using gay rockets and that it requires not skill. Then they get mad and stard bitching at me because the know it is true. They all know that it takes no skill to fire a weapon that does over 300 damage and aims itself. There a others who are yet to discover that there are other weapons to use. Whenever a true rocket whore runs out of ammn, the desparatly shoot whatever gun they have and say "You cheat, I ran out of rocket ammo." When I have shot the hell out of them with 3 or 4 different guns. The most fun way to beat a rocket whore is to let him run out of ammo and the camp the rccket ammo places. They are helpless until they get rocket ammo, they the CPU aims all their guns for them. The worst part about it is that almost everyone is a rocket fag. In a game with 16 people, 14 of the are rocket whores. Look at me iwth flak, D Bo17 with goop, Master 13 with a ligtening gun, and owen with shock combos; we are all good without using any type o gayness at all. If I get hit by many more rockets, I'm going to sell Unreal and not play ever again. |
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Xbox and Crack - 03/24/03 |
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Is Xbox Live! addictive? Probably so. Many a days I find myself playing upwards of five ours a day. I only think all day about wanting to play Xbox Live!. When I stay up to 3 a.m. playing, I still wish I had more timem to play. My Dad began to notice this peculairity too. When he told me he would rip it out of the wall I responded "NO, they wants to take my precious away from us. Not my precious, not my precious." This of course shocked him and he decided not to take it away. I did take a solem vow to play less though. So I will play about 30 minutes less each day. |
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The Ignorance I Must Endure - 04/04/03 |
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Why does America have the dumbest children in the world? Most of you wouldn't Oman if it jumped up and bit you in the ass (Oman is a country jsut south of Suadi Arabia). Our students (you) can't even find the general location of other contries on a map. We have the lowest math scores in all the world. I know a person who thinks a bird is a single celled organism becuase it is all one part (a bird is not a single celled organsim). In my geography class one student spoke up, she said, "If the world is round like a ball, why don't the people on the equater fall of the sides?" That is a quote. About nine other people in the class wondered the same thing and insisted the teacher give them an answer. The teacher told them about gravity. They asked how does gravity work. The teacher said it kind of like a magnet that hold you to the planet. The first one that spoke up replied "We're not made of metal, why does it affect us? And what is the north pole?" The wise teacher replied "The north pole is where Santa Clause lives and sells magnets to people like us so that we don't fall of the side of the world and then he uses the money to buy us toys for Christmas." It took the group of people five minutes to figure out he was being sarcastic. |
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Fighting Cheeze - 04/05/03 |
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After challenging Cheeze to a deathmatch with best of 30 kills I have realized what it is like fighting the bastard of all bastards who should rot in hell for the bastard he is. This is what its liket to fight Cheeze:
1. you're a Juggernaut
2. you're fat and slow
3. the only gun you have is assualt rifle with primary fire
4. you have a mangled leg dangling by an artery
5. all of your fingers have been smashed in by a hammer so somehow when you try to fire, you commit sucide
6. you have a tracking device implanted in you ass (*note* the night before Cheeze raped you and impregnated you with his device)
7. schmuck is written all over your face
8. both of your eyes have been gouged out with twigs
9. a spikey yard stick is being crammed down your ass while your eyes are pouring out blood like elderly old geezers shitting themselves around a gallon of runny yellow poop that has gum sticking to shiny razor blades and hair wrapped around it
10. GO TO HELL CHEEZE!!!!!!!!
From, Neos |
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On a Lighter Note - 04/06/03 |
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Some say there is no hope for the world. They may be right. They say none of us should have hope but I still hold on to a little. Just enough to get me through the day without killing hundreds of fairly innocent people. Anyway the point of this is for me to tell about the one really good thing that I have done this past while. One day while for no good reason that I can remember I took a small walk around the block. When I was almost home I noticed a small grey terrier type dog walking down the middle of the highway. I yelled at the dog hoping he would come to me and not get hit. He looked up and back at me, at this moment an old beat up truck came by and ran hit the dog. The little fellow was ragdolled four feet in the air an about twelve in the direction he was knocked. It now layed in the center of the road. of I ran across the road, dodging several cars, to help the dog. I though it would be dead already but it was still alive. I dragged to the side of the highway so it wouldn't get hit again. It was bleeding and shaking. Blood and fur is very strange mixture. It was slowing down its breathing and was preparing itself to die when I decide to shake it, and yell encouraging things at it. I remembered that keeping someboday concous would keep them alive longer so I applied the sam thing to the dog. It responded by coming back to cocousness and didn't die. I ran to my grandparents house. My grandfather walked over to the dog, and told me that it was probably just dying slowly and wouldn't allow me to help it any longer. I said some less than polite things that shouldn't have been said to an old man and left. He knowing that I was upset over his relcutancy to help called a friend of his that has an unnatural affinty for dogs and left a message on his answering machine. About three weeks later I had to take my dog to the vet. I had long forgottent this incident. Somehow the subject came up and the vet said that the man who had the affinity for dogs brought in just such a grey terrier. The dog belonged to a policeman whom the vet di free work for. The vet told me that after many surgeries and casts that the dog is just fine The only lasting mark the animal has is a small limp, not bad considering if I hadn't have been there it would have bled to death buy the highway. |
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