April 19th, 2007

  • roybot

crackberry whackout

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Posted by Reverend Tedward Q. Porktanker
  • roybot

Hello

So here I am, 1am - sitting in a dark room with only my laptop as a source of light... the fan subtly making noise in the corner of the room. I look at the colours on the screen, "Ceephax Acid Crew" - headerimg is quiet a genius of creation. I wonder to myself... what is the meaning of it all, why am I even still up? I know that in the short term future and probably the long term it's going to be a bad decision.

Of course the meaning of society, THE system, life, education and social climate. If only everyone was as simple and understandable as Yugo... we'd be living in a dream world.

Posted by Mahjong The Wisest
  • roybot

OMGWHAT???

OS/2, HEADERIMG, MSN, SCREEN, PIXELS, PLASTIC, DARKNESS, SHADOWS, CURTAINS, BEAMS, WALL, PLASTER, HOUSE, OUTSIDE, ROAD, STREET LAMPS, AIR, TOWN HALL, SUPERMARKET, MAIN ROAD, NORTH... IS IT NORTH? I'M NOT SURE BUT MY MIND IS TRAVELLING SO FAST I CAN'T STOP IT. CASTLE, COUNTRYSIDE, MOTORWAY, LIGHTS, LIGHTS, LIGHTS, FOLLOWING THE LIGHTS SO QUICKLY. ON, RAIN SAMPLES, MICROWAVE SAMPLES? I'VE TRAVELLED ALONG THE ROMAN ROAD TO THE DEPTHS OF MY DEPRESSION - THE ORIGIN. BEGINS WITH C, BUT THE SERIES OF TUBES IS A PLACE OF MUCH BROADCAST... IT MUST BE SECRET, SOMETHING IN MY MIND SAYS IT MUST BE SECRET/// WHAT WAS HER NAME NOW, I HATE TO SAY IT - IT'S SOMETHING WITH AN A BUT THAT'S ALL IN THE PAST NOW - LET'S TRAVEL ON. FLIP AROUND THE DIRECTION, 90 DEGREES? OK THAT'S FINE... THROUGH THE COUNTRYSIDE, THE HAPPY PLACE ALONG THE ROAD AGAIN. TREES, NOISES, BACKGROUND, NIGHT, CROSSROADS, LEFT? YES. ONWARDS, ONWARDS UNTIL THE Y JUNCTION - TURN RIGHT. GETS BUSY HERE, BUSY TRAFFIC, FAST CARS, DANGEROUS ROAD, TURN LEFT, INTO THE PLACE, TURN RIGHT. IT'S THE PLACE OF SINS? THAT'S WHERE IT FIRST WENT WRONG J-... MAHJONG, IT'S THE PLACE OF LAST SUMMER? STRANGE HOW THINGS TURN OUT EH? I CAN'T TRAVEL IN MY MIND ANYMORE, I'VE GOT A MESSAGE IN THE REAL WORLD. MSN FROM RTQP. MUST DASH.

- BY PUKE FROTH (AKA: MAHJONG THE WISEST)

Posted by Mahjong The Wisest
  • roybot

This is not a conspiracy

"That's not a conspiracy" I said to the director as he swiftly removed the pile of paper stacked on the desk.

"Well, it damn well looks like one James" He mumbled while drinking some coffee.

"I assure you there were no bats involved, just Yugo and some plan white paper - it's quite the rage these days".

"Fine, fine. What's that radio mic doing over there?"

I glanced over the far corner where there was a small hole. I didn't reply but just wandered over to the hole inspecting where it had come from, I could have sworn it wasn't there before. I looked down... it seemed to go on for miles. What IS this? I thought to myself. Oh well better go for it... I attached a long peice of rope to the supply cabinet. It was Steve that helped me do it, was that his name... I'm not sure anymore. I lowered myself down into the abyss - sinking further and further down until all the light was gone from my surroundings and I couldn't feel anything. It was getting colder and I couldn't breathe... I wanted to turn back, maybe get myself back up somehow but there was no turning back now - it was now or never mate, see the grand oracle once and for all. It would all be over after this anyway, what was I ranting about? I wasn't sure... What was that noise?

Posted by Mahjong The Wisest