Poken the Pig Prison
- Stoner Cold
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i dont have an attitude problem.
the only problem is the pills the doc has been givin me. i want the red ones, not the green.
the only problem is the pills the doc has been givin me. i want the red ones, not the green.
And that's the bottom line, 'cos Stoner Cold said so!
Mate, Feed, Kill, Repeat
I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander over where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...
Nobody's perfect, and I'm a nobody.
GET OUTTA MY HEAD CUZ I DON'T NEED THIS!
Mate, Feed, Kill, Repeat
I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander over where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...
Nobody's perfect, and I'm a nobody.
GET OUTTA MY HEAD CUZ I DON'T NEED THIS!
I never have taken your purple pills.Originally posted by Waverly:
<STRONG>Your delusions of sanity are duly noted, Minerva. <more purple pills are needed for this one></STRONG>
Anyway, you even don't know if you are Waverly or Doc Waverly yourself. You should have your brain fixed. I don't mind to volunteer for you.
"Strength without wisdom falls by its own weight."
A word to the wise is sufficient
Minerva (Semi-retired SYMer)
A word to the wise is sufficient
Minerva (Semi-retired SYMer)
I can't care for this many patients. We either need CE's help, or I am going to have to cull the herd a bit. Fetch the black pills with the skull on them, DP.
@Minerva: you still have permission to work on me
[ 05-11-2001: Message edited by: Waverly ]
@Minerva: you still have permission to work on me
[ 05-11-2001: Message edited by: Waverly ]
Then darkness took me, and I strayed out of thought and time
- Stoner Cold
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ill be a doctor... 
And that's the bottom line, 'cos Stoner Cold said so!
Mate, Feed, Kill, Repeat
I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander over where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...
Nobody's perfect, and I'm a nobody.
GET OUTTA MY HEAD CUZ I DON'T NEED THIS!
Mate, Feed, Kill, Repeat
I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander over where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...
Nobody's perfect, and I'm a nobody.
GET OUTTA MY HEAD CUZ I DON'T NEED THIS!
- Stoner Cold
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right then, doc. if you cannot answer a question i ask you, will you let me be a doctor?
[ 05-11-2001: Message edited by: Stoner Cold ]
[ 05-11-2001: Message edited by: Stoner Cold ]
And that's the bottom line, 'cos Stoner Cold said so!
Mate, Feed, Kill, Repeat
I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander over where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...
Nobody's perfect, and I'm a nobody.
GET OUTTA MY HEAD CUZ I DON'T NEED THIS!
Mate, Feed, Kill, Repeat
I've felt the hate rise up in me...
Kneel down and clear the stone of leaves...
I wander over where you can't see...
Inside my shell, I wait and bleed...
Nobody's perfect, and I'm a nobody.
GET OUTTA MY HEAD CUZ I DON'T NEED THIS!
Huh??? - well I actually don't eat (or use for any other thing) either - well okay, I have had mayonnaise put in my hair at a freshman-trip first year at university - but hey, that was peer-pressure, and there was also cereal, custard and jam. (no mustardOriginally posted by Darkpoet:
<STRONG><snip>
Xandax- He was caught on a street corner, with a jar of mustard in one hand. And Mayonnaise in the other.
<snip></STRONG>
So I must say, this time - I've been framed - I'm innocent I tell you - why don't nobody belive me
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- cheesemage
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You should keep it secret...Originally posted by Xandax:
<STRONG>Hey - free pills - I'll take 'em all (I could use the extra money when I sell them)</STRONG>
Now there will be men in white knocking your door...
"Strength without wisdom falls by its own weight."
A word to the wise is sufficient
Minerva (Semi-retired SYMer)
A word to the wise is sufficient
Minerva (Semi-retired SYMer)
Hmm...Illegal fence-sitting?Must have been framed.I am pretty much a law-abiding citizen,and I'm not sure as to how someone who breaks the law gets put into a prison full of, erm,mentally unstable people(have I just flamed the whole board ala DP ??
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Hah - with all the money I've made of the "free" pills I've been given - I'll just pay them handsomly to go away and talk to somebody else.Originally posted by Minerva:
<STRONG>You should keep it secret...![]()
Now there will be men in white knocking your door...</STRONG>
(some of them are actually good customers
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Sorry Chrissy, but not flirting with me for a long time is definitely a crime!
But hey, I suppose I could unleash you from those handcuffs if I had to
Although....... 
But hey, I suppose I could unleash you from those handcuffs if I had to
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Any body passing through solid matter will leave a perforation conforming to its perimeter. Also called the silhouette of passage, this phenomenon is the speciality of victims of directed-pressure explosions and of reckless cowards who are so eager to escape that they exit directly through the wall of a house, leaving a cookie-cutout-perfect hole. The threat of skunks or matrimony often catalyzes this reaction.
Any body passing through solid matter will leave a perforation conforming to its perimeter. Also called the silhouette of passage, this phenomenon is the speciality of victims of directed-pressure explosions and of reckless cowards who are so eager to escape that they exit directly through the wall of a house, leaving a cookie-cutout-perfect hole. The threat of skunks or matrimony often catalyzes this reaction.