As matter of fact, I did go to America (Namely, Florida) during the summer last year on a 2-week trip - One of our relatives lives there with her american husband. I would say between your sweet beer (What's up with that?) and your oversized "breakfast" (Call that breakfast one more time, I dare you), I have rarely enjoyed such a small amount of "local" cuisine as I have on that trip, haha. Then again, I was raised with mostly Italian-style food, so I am probably just an indignant snob on this subject, haha.
That said, I like fried stuff too.... but, yknow, chicken, meat and, hell, even vegetables can pass... but Cola? Oreos? Why would you fry that?! Christ almighty.
Oh, and... uh, is Denmark known for Watchmaking and Chocolate? Sure you don't have us confused with Switzerland ? Denmark is known for Beer, Pølse (google it) and pig farms. Føck yea Danmog.
Who uses the word "Lark" any more? I mean, I assume you meant party, but at first I thought it was served to you on a dead bird because of the way you phrased it :x
So, wait, let me get this right... what do you fry the oreos in? I mean, surely you don't *just* fry them and hope they get better that way, right :P?
Speak for yourself. I personally identify as a (Non-mentally-limited) gastropod with a reticulated carapace. This way, @DomriKade is certain to trust me!
I am a 16 year old adult male Sumatran orangutan. I was born in Sumatra, Indonesia. But my forest home was slashed and burned and turned into a palm oil farm. So when I was 7, I was relocated to the Saint Louis Zoo. There the zoo management gave me a laptop which I use to access MTGCardsmith.
Now for my musical abilities: I make Dubstep on my laptop.
I am currently unemployed, but I make some money by selling my Dubstep songs.
*The man speaking is sitting in a plush leather chair, he looks up from reading the passage, giggles while eating deep fried oreos, a trail of cream filling meandering down his chin and dripping onto a sweat stained plain white t-shirt. Looks off screen and speaks to an unknown observer.*
"Farting is such sweet sorrow, wouldn't you agree my dear?"
*Rips a long resounding fart, the cup on the end table beside the speakers chair begins to visibly vibrate. A flower in the background wilts, a dog walks on screen from stage left and promptly whimpers and then dies with paws staight up in the air. He looks back down and returns to reading his previous passage*
"...and opened her mouth without measure."
*The off sceen observer speaks, the voice appears to be feminine with a tone and enunciation denoting education and refinement*
"Isiah, must you spew such dreadful nonsense in my presence? Your hedonism and cruelty are each more appalling than the other."
*The man is the chair grins, his teeth are stained black from oreos*
"...and their glory, and their multitude, and their pomp shall descend into it."
*The woman walks on screen, her jaw unhinges and she eats the man whole in one bite*
@Grimshac From Webster's dictionary Lark noun (2) Lark: a source of or quest for amusement or adventure "entered the race on a lark" (This sentence is funnier if you imagine the lark is a small bird, haha)
I don't know what the oreos were fried in. I didn't make then, nor did I inquire.
I was destined to be Rakdos when I was born, but I settled for Izzet and Simic instead. My favorite activities are creating weird decks, spawning Cloudfin Raptors, and sealing contradictory forces inside plasmodermic bubble at other people's expense.
I am saddened at this revelationary stage- I have missed it. I am a fervent advocate of Mint Ice-Cream. Captilized.
I listen to all kinds if music. Unlike everyone else I have ever talked to, I really mean that. There are certain bands, and certain songs, I don't like, but there is no Genre I dislike, or even DON'T like. I have an affection for all of the ones I have ever heard the name of.
I write in my free time. I pace. I research random things. I frequent TvTropes. I care little for others' opinions on my actions, but am always willing to listen to them. I consider myself a wretched singer, but am forced to admit either some innate skill or a natural voice for it, or I would never have gotten so many compliments. Regardless, I am still poor at it in general.
I try to avoid frying, much less deep-frying.
My eyes are three colors.
I am too shy to reveal anything about my person, so that is all I have to say.
Is it sad that everyone here noticed that the dog is on MTG Cardsmith? Probably looking to buy a playmat! Time Skip... Peerless Inquisitor... and Prismatic Spray
QWERTY WASD JKL. Language, by definition, is a shared madness. On the internet, no one can hear you cream. What you don't know can't hurt you, or help you. We are all of us dogs, my queen. Who am I? Stardust and bitter memories dancing amid neurons that are suspended in water gorged fatty tissue fueled by the dashed hopes of the deceased. That is what I have been told at least. I want much for little, you want more for less. Let's just call it over.
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As matter of fact, I did go to America (Namely, Florida) during the summer last year on a 2-week trip - One of our relatives lives there with her american husband.
I would say between your sweet beer (What's up with that?) and your oversized "breakfast" (Call that breakfast one more time, I dare you), I have rarely enjoyed such a small amount of "local" cuisine as I have on that trip, haha.
Then again, I was raised with mostly Italian-style food, so I am probably just an indignant snob on this subject, haha.
That said, I like fried stuff too.... but, yknow, chicken, meat and, hell, even vegetables can pass... but Cola? Oreos? Why would you fry that?! Christ almighty.
Oh, and... uh, is Denmark known for Watchmaking and Chocolate? Sure you don't have us confused with Switzerland ?
Denmark is known for Beer, Pølse (google it) and pig farms. Føck yea Danmog.
@DomriKade
A bargain's a bargain, then
@MrRansom
Who uses the word "Lark" any more? I mean, I assume you meant party, but at first I thought it was served to you on a dead bird because of the way you phrased it :x
So, wait, let me get this right... what do you fry the oreos in? I mean, surely you don't *just* fry them and hope they get better that way, right :P?
Speak for yourself. I personally identify as a (Non-mentally-limited) gastropod with a reticulated carapace. This way, @DomriKade is certain to trust me!
Now for my musical abilities: I make Dubstep on my laptop.
I am currently unemployed, but I make some money by selling my Dubstep songs.
If you don't believe any of this, here I am:
http://www.stlzoo.org/animals/abouttheanimals/mammals/lemursmonkeysapes/sumatranorangutan
"Hell hath enlarged herself..."
*The man speaking is sitting in a plush leather chair, he looks up from reading the passage, giggles while eating deep fried oreos, a trail of cream filling meandering down his chin and dripping onto a sweat stained plain white t-shirt. Looks off screen and speaks to an unknown observer.*
"Farting is such sweet sorrow, wouldn't you agree my dear?"
*Rips a long resounding fart, the cup on the end table beside the speakers chair begins to visibly vibrate. A flower in the background wilts, a dog walks on screen from stage left and promptly whimpers and then dies with paws staight up in the air. He looks back down and returns to reading his previous passage*
"...and opened her mouth without measure."
*The off sceen observer speaks, the voice appears to be feminine with a tone and enunciation denoting education and refinement*
"Isiah, must you spew such dreadful nonsense in my presence? Your hedonism and cruelty are each more appalling than the other."
*The man is the chair grins, his teeth are stained black from oreos*
"...and their glory, and their multitude, and their pomp shall descend into it."
*The woman walks on screen, her jaw unhinges and she eats the man whole in one bite*
"For God's sake, shut the hell up."
From Webster's dictionary
Lark
noun
(2) Lark: a source of or quest for amusement or adventure
"entered the race on a lark" (This sentence is funnier if you imagine the lark is a small bird, haha)
I don't know what the oreos were fried in. I didn't make then, nor did I inquire.
Belgium does all of those things better.
That little section of writing there... It feels like a look into some surreal mushroom-driven vision, haha.
@MrRansom
That's odd... Well, today I learned
You people make me feel old. Ha ha.
You are old, grandpa :^)
I'm still waiting for you and @Cryptonight to chip in here
So how old are you? O_O
For how much I enjoy telling stories, mine is one I am not particularly fond of telling. Boring and uneventful, ha ha.
I am a fervent advocate of Mint Ice-Cream. Captilized.
I listen to all kinds if music. Unlike everyone else I have ever talked to, I really mean that. There are certain bands, and certain songs, I don't like, but there is no Genre I dislike, or even DON'T like. I have an affection for all of the ones I have ever heard the name of.
I write in my free time. I pace. I research random things. I frequent TvTropes. I care little for others' opinions on my actions, but am always willing to listen to them. I consider myself a wretched singer, but am forced to admit either some innate skill or a natural voice for it, or I would never have gotten so many compliments. Regardless, I am still poor at it in general.
I try to avoid frying, much less deep-frying.
My eyes are three colors.
I am too shy to reveal anything about my person, so that is all I have to say.
Good on ya.
Time Skip... Peerless Inquisitor... and Prismatic Spray
I didn't notice, but I love the attention to detail, hahaha
XD