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[COLOR=Gray]So, would anyone be willing to make me a regulation-sized set of everyone's favourite anime parody/kids show, Samurai Pizza Cats? Nothing really fancy - just something with the three cats and maybe the parlor in the background or something of that nature, I'm not picky. It should say "Unscripted" somewhere in the sig, and the avi should have Speedy Cerviche in it. That's all - someone talented please make this up for me, I'm tired of not having a set at all.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]A Crazy Cat Lady's version of "Friends Don't Let Friends Drive Drunk." [/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]American Aviation - teaching drunk pilots to fly ****** planes into big-*** trees since 1963! OR "My god! There's a plane growing out of that tree!"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]1 - No, I've never eaten alligator before. Not 'cause I don't want too, just 'cause it's a little hard to find them up in the Great White North, if ya know what I'm saying. 2 - Unconventional Things I've Eaten: Moose Burger - imagine the softest, juciest hamburger you've ever had. So much better then beef it's not even funny; only place I've ever been able to get one is in Newfoundland, though, but they're usually only like 2-3 bucks. Caribou Burger - incredibly expensive, and actually pretty average. A little better then hamburger, but try and find one that isn't 17 bucks. Buffalo Burger - the king of all burgers, baby. Amazing. The meat is expensive - 6 bucks for 4 good-sized burgers - but really tastey. Recommend it! Octopus Meat (Kalamari?) - well, when in Greece, do as the Greeciens do, I always say. Found cheap octopus on a Greek island earlier this year; baught it. Not big on sea-food, and I can't say that the octopus did much to change my mind. Pass. Poutine - Now, I eat so many of these that they've become mundane to me, but most of you aren't from Quebec so you probably have never heard of this dish, so I'll include it here for your pleasure. Imagine a plate full of lard-fried frenchfries covered in cheese curds (look them up if you've never heard of em; I know they don't sell much outside of Canada) and then slathered with the thickest gravy you've ever seen. My favourite dish. Frogs Legs - I don't know if this counts as unconventional, but I've never seen it anywhere outside of Quebec, so I assume it's a local thing... They're juicy and delicious but man, they just don't got enough meat on them. Buy a breadbasket full of them and you'll be fine, though. I've eaten a lot of other things, but those are the main things. I've always wanted to try koala and boar, because I feel they have potential; I'll look into that. I also ate some funky Greek foods in Greece that I don't really know by name, but nothing very good or worth noting. Turkish food doesn't do it for me. BTW, has anyone ever had Prarie Oysters? They're bull or buffalo testicals pounded flat and fried. They sound interesting; anyone got experiance with them?[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]Well. This is creepier then a "Sounds of Emo Philips" relaxation tape; but I'm still gonna do it. 1 - Currently I'm feeling a mix between elation and extacisism. My sub-favourite hockey team just beat the tar out of the "Best" Team in the League 4-0 in the Finals, so I'm pretty damn happy about it! 2 - I don't know... nothing's really centering my life right now. I'm pretty much just making it through, ya know, havin fun and the like. If I had to pick one thing, it'd probably be hunger, though... yea, hunger's the thing I'm most interested in at the moment. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]My opinion is thus: Creationism is just an out-dated attempt at explaining the unknown. When you don't know something, humans compulsivly come up with something to explain it; afterall, what's more terrifying then the unknown? Over time, we've gone from believeing in the spirits of the forest, to many named gods with their own function, and down to one god; what's the next logical step? Abandoning the concept altogether and pursueing more modern, well-founded ideas. NOW, does that mean that I necessarily think that Evolution is right? I can't think of any other explanations that make as much sense; while there may be gabs in the theory, that doesn't mean that some rediculous "I said it, so it is!" theory without any backing whatsoever is correct. So I'm going with the good right now; by exploring Evolution, we can only learn more, and maybe it'll turn out that Evolution isn't correct and there's another explanation, at which point we will explore thatone. That's how intelligence evolves. As for me, well, I don't really care what's right or wrong. I like to learn, to know, to understand the world around me; but I don't really give a ****. Who cares if we came from monkies or from ashes, doesn't change who we are. For now, I'll just go with what makes sense. Logic POWER! Also: LOL! at Fundies.[/COLOR] [QUOTE]Basically my outlook on Human Evolution is this. A guy who wanted to be famous came up with all this stuff like humans came from monkeys (which is totally absurd) and stuff like that so he could go down in history. Those who go to church and who believe in God, know that this isn't true, so why, I ask you do they force us to "learn it" in school?[/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] So... you, a Christian, are calling us nonbelievers idiots because... we think something... because someone said it... at one point in time... and backed it up? Which is, of course, different from the big JC, who said something and then backed it up by saying "GOD DID IT LOL!"[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]Can't wait. Gonna be great, or at least should be. Hell of cast; Dan Craig, Nicole Kidman, Eva Green, Sam Eliott, Eric Bana, and other great actors. The CGI, from what I've seen in previews, looks top-notch, and I've heard good things about Dakota Blue Richards. I'm definatly expecting a great movie when this finally comes out. I havn't seen many daemons in the trailers sofar, but that's probably because the CG isn't quite done yet, but it's a long way till release and they got lots of time. The books were amazing so, by that logic, the movie will be too. Hopefully this gets enough support for the next two books... especially the third, which has real blockbuster potential. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]Ok! It's choices like this that make me hate winning these games :( Well, sorry that my pic wasn't very caption-able... I have 56k so I don't hang around image-heavy sites very often, so I don't have any gold on my harddrive. But eh, there were some funny responses. AFTER MUCH DELIBERATION!:[/COLOR] [QUOTE=Jeremiah]Says one kid to the other: Hey, if I stand alone, I'll get pwnd. But if we stand together we can form a mighty fagot!* [size=1]fagot noun a bundle of sticks and branches bound together as fuel [syn: fagot] [/size] Says the other kid to the one: We ain't sharing rooms anymore! * This part is shamelessly ripped off The Simpsons. :p[/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] Ok, Jerry gets it... Mostly, I found this funny 'cause I got it right off the bat, rather then having to think about it. RUNNER UPS: 2007DigitalBoy and Ikillion [/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]Oh, fun, now I get to pick a new pic... Lovely. Anyway, I looked around, but couldn't really find anything hilariously captionable... So I went with the tried and true and put up a man in a thong.[/COLOR] [IMG]http://www.tribuneindia.com/2004/20040216/s7.jpg[/IMG]

[COLOR=Gray]Croc Union Leader: Look, Bill, I don't care how much you try to tempt us - we're not going back in the water 'till you fix the damn filter! *one croc jumps in* Dammit Frank, you freakin' scab, stop undermining our position![/COLOR]

[QUOTE=Lunox][color=dimgray] Sorry to bag, but I don't understand why people think commercialized women have no figure. Yes, they're skinny, but they have hips. And boobs. And butts. And they probably work out. Angelina Jolie is the skinniest women ever, and has plenty of curves. *shrug*[/color][/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] Excuse me if I like my women to have some meat on their bones. Shape, figure, etc, doesn't matter if she's an adult woman weighing less then I eat for dinner. The whole "skinny is beautiful" thing has always been lost on me.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]Am I the only one who doesn't find the "Miss X" chicks hot? Seriously, Miss Japan looks horrible. Miss Italy was probably the worst, though; have a freakin' steak, for christ's sake! All this super-skinny chicks with makeup and lipgloss are revolting. And their faux-personalities are even more hilarious. Seriously, I can't be the only one who thinks this... they look like barbie dolls.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=gray]In general, Zizu was apprehensive about things like this. Shimmering blue gates on desert islands in the middle of an unknown ocean didn?t exactly make his list of [I]?Things To Trust Without Condition.?[/I] But, in lieu of anything else to do, and in spite of his gut?s certainty that this was going to turn out bad, Zizu followed the group through the watery threshold. He went through last. One moment of darkness and discomfort later, Zizu was standing on a brick floor in what looked like a hastily abandoned palace. It was a gigantic single room that stretched off in all directions from where they stood in the same bluish brick. There didn?t appear to be any source of illumination, not even a torch, and yet the whole room was bathed in a strange, muted blue light that illuminated even the farthest corners, although it was a low illumination. The most noticeable thing was a strange sense of increased pressure, like the very air around them was pushing down on them. Off in the distance was the most interesting thing in the otherwise-bare room; a strange, raised platform seemed to grow out of the floor in tiers, a narrow staircase running up its side in a perfectly straight line. From their angle, Zizu couldn?t see what was on top of it. Zizu preferred the desert island. The others had gotten there first, and were already taking a few cautious steps by the time Zizu had taken in the whole scene. Cody, Nathan and Solace looked absolutely floored by the whole thing, their mouths gaping and eyes darting to-and-fro. Ruhe, however, looked a little queasy, his face a paler shade then normal; still, he too seemed amazed. It was then that Zizu felt it; a strange sensation, like being tired and having the flu all at once. He felt the colour drain from his cheeks and his arms began to sag. He felt like he was about to fall over. Overall, Zizu was having a bad day. [B] ?Wow, it feels like we?re underwater!?[/B] Solace marvelled, running her hands through the air and feeling the strange thickness of the particles. [B] ?What is this place??[/B] Cody said, his eyes settling on the alter-like structure. [B] ?Aquas du Mon.?[/B] Nathan said matter-of-factly, gesturing to the writing on the ground. [B]?What that means, well anybodies guess.?[/B] [B]?Anyone else feel like you just got hit by a truck??[/B] Zizu quipped in a muted, flat tone. [B]?Yea,?[/B] Ruhe said,[B] ?I feel it too, like I haven?t slept in a week. I felt perfectly fine on the island. I don?t like this place.?[/B] Zizu echoed his sentiments. [B] ?Strange; I don?t feel any worse for wear,?[/B] Solace said, the faces of the other two making it clear they didn?t either, [B]?maybe it?s just a side effect of the gate-thing. Or maybe it?s just stress.?[/B] She offered, shrugging her shoulders. Zizu decided that he?d had enough of this strange place. Without a word, he wheeled sluggishly and took a big stride back towards the gate; and ran face-first into a brick wall. [B]?Gate?s gone.?[/B] He stated the obvious, rubbing his sore nose but not able to heal his pride.[B] ?Stuck here. Oh joy.[/B]? He always talked in short, to-the-point sentences when he got nervous. [B] ?Well, guess that's not an option anymore.?[/B] Cody said, a hint of concern showing in his face. Like all animals, humans hate having their escape-rout cut off. [B] ?Yea. Let?s go find out what that monument thing is. If we?re going to find answers, we might as well start there. Doesn?t look like much else in here; I can?t see any exits.?[/B] Nathan spoke without letting any concern show through. Without another word, he put on his leader face and strode confidently towards the strange thing. Solace and Cody trailed right behind him, with Ruhe and Zizu straggling a bit further behind. In front of the strange convoy, the mysterious landmark stood like a mountain rising from a flat plain, imposing and strangely majestic. [I]Oh fun[/I], Zizu thought, [I]stairs. Just what I needed. [/I][/COLOR]

[quote name='Sazumechan']Oh and Pat Benutar.(I dont think i spelled her last name right but Im not sure how you spell it.sorry guys)[/quote] [COLOR=Gray] It's Pat Benatar. "Benutar" sounds like a really awesome cross-breed between her and the minotaur... Talk about sweet. She's a solid singer though, good voice.[/COLOR] [QUOTE] Why has nobody mentioned the Rolling Stones yet? I'm honestly surprised. Another one of my favourites, especially with that all-awesome song "Paint It Black".[/QUOTE][COLOR=Gray] I thought about it, but the Stones really aren't one of my favourite bands... I love a lot of their stuff, but the real reason they were such a hugely successful band is because they represented an edgier, more rebellious alternative to the bubble-gum pop of the early Beatles recordings. Still, "Wild Horses", "Sympathy for the Devil", and "Painted Black" are some of the best songs ever. [/COLOR] [QUOTE]I've heard some very good things about Pink Floyd, but so far I never found any of their songs that I'm all too crazy about... I dunno, "Money" is sort of neat, but... [/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] Agreed. I put Pink Floyd on when I want to go sleep; amazing artistry in their music, but most of it was so freakin' dull. I guess it's just the kind of thing you've either got to be an artiste or high to fully appriciate. [b]Wish You Were Here[/b] is an amazing album, though, far better then Dark Side or the Wall.[/COLOR] [QUOTE]Jethro Tull is made of win and awesome. Rock-HeavyRock with a flute player? YES PLEASE. "Warchild" is a great album.[/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] Jethro Tull clocks in at number six on my all-time favourites, just missing the cut... Amazing band. They were incredibly flexible musically and Ian Anderson is amazing. I love how they can go from hard, bass-heavy albums like Aqualung and Warchild to light, folky stuff in Heavy Horses and Minstrel in the Gallery, and be equally good at both. They even dabble - successfully - in satire. Thick as a Brick is both hilarious and incredible musically. Next to Canned Heat, the best use of the flute in a band ever. They're still touring, too; I'm gonna get tickets to a show in November. Going to be sweet![/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]You've left my life. Wonder what it's like to kiss a girl. Become a sexual deviant. Find things screwed up and wrong incredibly hot. Go to extreme measures not to be caught masterbating to futa shota yiff bondage two-three times a night. Feel deep shame. Find shame hot. Become apathetic towards the future; realize that life is short no matter which way you slice it, and thirty years of fun is better then ninty years of vegiburgers and excersize. Love every minute of life. Desire to become a tank driver. Realize that you'd probably not fit in a tank anyway. Suggest driving a zamboni instead. Settle for riding lawn-mower; crash into pond. Find hilarious. Become angsty; not because of loves lost or want to create, but because you're a cyberpunk with dial-up, effectivly a net-gimp. Write dirty limricks in response, and bitch about it to your parents. Don't get highspeed. Continue to suck at Counter-Strike and continue to miss out on hilarious YouTube videos. Consider becoming emo; realize that you're better then that. Think of yourself as a writer. Write bad role-play posts and cliched stories before dabbeling in unique naratives; think you're a great writer with good potential. Begin to criticize your work harshly; think it's crap and you'll never be a writer. Fail to overcome these thoughts; consider becoming a professional critic. Become a Canadian nationalist, extreme liberal socialist and rabid hockey fan. Continue to be a Canadian nationalist, alter your alignment to socialist libertarian, and become a tepid hockey analyst. Distance yourself from the pot-smoking buddies you grew up with and attatch yourself to the nerdlingers you can't deny relating too. Find a person with the exact same sense of humour as you, who also happens to be a bigger nerd then yourself. Feel better about yourself. Stop taking life seriously. Become an easy-going jovial fat-guy and enjoy things a whole lot more. Use a self-depricating sense of humour to amuse friends and bullies alike. Stop watching anime. Stop doing well in school. Start watching anime. Put on a pair of track pants. Nine months later, take them off and nail them your wall; lie in bed naked with it for a few nights. Yea. Go to highschool; realize you've lived your whole life in seclusion and have no idea what's going on in the world. Be the wrong kind of laughing stock. Desperatly try and think of cool bands to relate to your peers with; fail miserably.Officially stop watching nothing but kids cartoons. Go through a genuine phase as a rapper. Refer to yourself as AB in the third person for weeks at a time. Grow out of it, hopefully faster then I did. Become a social reject and become uptight about being fat. Eat more in response. Become lazier. Hate life. Get a computer. Become even lazier. Enjoy life a little more. Go to French pre-school. Get picked on by French kids; develop a hate for the language that'll last the rest of your life. Move to English school and skip the pre-school level, making you one year younger then everyone else in your school. Be labled intelligent. Live on a dirt road in a big house in the middle of nowhere, at the bottom of a valley with no neighbours under 50, all of which speak French. Love playing in nature for the first five years of life; become bored with it and become a coach potato. Have a mother-hen, easy-going/tempermental father, and a horrible bitch of a sister for family. Get dropped on your head at two by said sister; hate her for the rest of your life. Get born. Directions to my life, you say? Kay, so I attempted to (probably unsuccessfully) to write the directions backwards to sort of spice things up a bit... there's my life, mostly. Left out some unimportant things, but it's mostly there.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]1 - [b]Eric the Half-a-Bee[/b] by Eric Idle. Crazy song, one of the best "What the hell?" funny songs every recorded. 2 - [b]El Amour de Mi Vida[/b] by Warren Zevon. Not my favourite song from The Wind, a little too slow for me, but still worth a listen, even if I do usually skip over it for She's Too Good For Me... 3 - [b]No Second Thoughts[/b] by Tom Petty I liked a few songs by Tom Petty. Therefore, I assumed I liked every song by Tom Petty; so I downloaded his entire discogrophy. Now I'm too lazy to get rid of it. I've never even heard this song. 4 - [b]Alabama[/b] by Neil Young I may like it more because of Lynyrd Skynyrd's response to it, but it's a great song in its own rights. Probably the best use of Neil Young's vocals in his whole career. 5 - [b]Rippy the Gator[/b] by the Arrogant Worms Any song that's about a limb-loving gator and starts out "Hey kids, welcome to the Uncle Bobo Show!" is freakin' gold. 6 - [b]Highly Illogical[/b] by Leonard Nemoy Ah, I'm such a nerd. Horrible song that makes me laugh every time I hear it; Leonard Nemoy should be sitting in a library reading phone books into tape recorders, not pretending to be a popstar! 7 - [b]Common People[/b] by William Shatner Ironic that these two would be one after the other... Anyway, this is one of my favourite songs outright. The fact that it's Bill Shatner singing it just adds a whole new dimension of hilarity to it. 8 - [b]If I Needed Someone[/b] by the Beatles My least favourite Beatles song ever. Moving on. 9 - [b]The Image of Me[/b] by Tom Petty See #2 10 - [b]Great to be a Nerd[/b] by the Arrogant Worms Hilarious song, practically written about me. God damn I love the Worms... Classic stuff. 11 - [b]Joe's Garage[/b] by Frank Zappa Man, Vinnie Calaiuta's drumming on this song is wicked; it's a great listen. Pick up the whole album if you can. 12 - [b]Couldn't Stand the Weather[/b] by Stevie Ray Vaughan Great blues tune, amazing guitar work by SRV as expected, and one of my favourite choruses ever. 13 - [b]Werewolves of London[/b] by Warren Zevon Zevon's best song IMO. Incredibly catchy keyboard lines and an iconic "a-woooooooo" make this one of the most enjoyable songs on my computer. 14 - [b]Jewish Princess[/b] by Frank Zappa A not-safe-for-work classic by Zappa is hilarious and more then sugestive. Make sure you play this song in the right company. Oh Zappa, he didn't won't no troll, just wanted some Yemonite hole... 15 - [b]You Keep me Hangin' On[/b] by the Vanilla Fudge Slow, trippy, and easy to sing along too, I love airdrumming to this song. Great example of the good things about the sixties.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=gray]Zizu wasn?t too sure what to make of his situation. He had the sinking feeling that his fall had killed him and this was some sort of parody of the afterlife; stuck on an island in the hot sun with a quad of strangers, without food or internet access? Not exactly his vision of heaven. Then again, his vision of hell was a little more smokey and burny then this. He decided to take his mind of the topic, rationalizing that the answer was probably a lot more complex then that. [B] ?Well?? [/B]Zizu started uncertainly, breaking the awkward silence that had materialized after Ruhe had finished his speech, [B]?My name is? Ok, just call me Zizu.?[/B] [B]?Zizu??[/B] The girl said, [B]?What a strange name.? [/B]She was a small thing, barely five feet and probably no heavier then ninety pounds. [B]?Yea, well,[I] ?Zdenek? [/I]doesn?t roll of the tongue either, eh? I was born in Prague ? which is in the Czech Republic ? but lived most of my life in Victoria. No one ever got my name right; therefore, Zizu.? [/B] [B] ?You?re from Canada??[/B] The smaller, quieter one who was standing at the periphery of the group said, [B]?Hey, me too. Small world, eh??[/B] Zizu smiled at that and replied, [B]?Yea. Well, looks like it?s gotten a whole lot smaller, don?t it??[/B] [B]?Yea, guess it has.?[/B] The Australian, who had addressed himself as Nate, said in that delightful accent of his, [B]?Once we?re done here, we should probably check out the rest of the island; maybe there?s someone else, maybe someone with some answers.?[/B] The group nodded at this collectively, and the eyes fell on the last two members of the group who were un-introduced.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray][B]?Come on, man, let?s just cut through the park.?[/B] Zizu whined to the lean kid walking ahead of him. It was dark and quiet on that sidewalk, with nothing but the moon and the occasional passing car for illumination. [B]?My feet hurt and we?re gonna be late.? [/B] The slight kid ahead of him stopped and wheeled to face the huffing Zizu. [B]?No way, not again, man. Remember last time? Said it?d be fine, shave twenty minutes off our walking time; then you ended up tripping over a rock and getting a fat lip. We ain?t goin? through the park again, ?cause I don?t want to have to drag your husky ass all the way to the hospital, got it??[/B] That said, he turned on his heel again and started off. Zizu didn?t move; he stood there with his head bobbing between his friend and the dark woods that beckoned past the chain-link fence. [B]?Suit yourself!?[/B] Zizu said, deciding to take his shortcut after-all. The kid ahead looked back for half a stride, but didn?t stop moving onwards. Zizu turned then towards the woods and was off the sidewalk and onto the soft grass in a single stride, heading for the shadowy wood that lay beyond. He paused in front of the green, high chain-link fence for a moment, considering whether or not he wanted to brave the park in the dark alone. Eventually, he settled on his course of action, and put his fingers through the chain-links and began to pull himself up and over. He jumped a bit to get himself off the ground, and stuffed his feet tentatively into a foothold. One hand, then another, then a foot and then the other. Slowly, Zizu was pulling himself upwards. About two-thirds of the way up, Zizu was already huffing as the effort of pulling his huge frame upwards began to take its toll, but he found the will to go on and eventually his hands found the solid bar at the top. He pulled himself up and managed to poise himself for the final hurdle. He lifted one leg and stretched it over the apex, and found a purchase on the other side. He shifted his frame and began to do the same with the other leg. Then, just as everything was looking its smoothest, there was a snag; literally. A stray piece of metal jutted up from the fence, and it was this that caught Zizu?s trademarked baggy pants. By this time, Zizu had already shifted his weight to the other side; the sudden shock rocked him and loosened his grip. With an abbreviated cry, Zizu let go and fell. He had time to look down and see a sizeable crag of rock sticking out of the ground, and then it all went black. [B][SIZE=3][CENTER]STONE[/CENTER][/SIZE][/B] Wet? Zizu thought, No, I shouldn?t be wet? wet just won?t do. Those thoughts in mind, Zizu briefly wondered how he had come to find himself in such a situation; was he bleeding from the head, he wondered, was the wetness just his inner gooes pouring out? No, there was no pain, and something like that would defiantly involve pain, he rationalized. What?s this taste? Sand? Yea, sand. Hey, I must be on a beach! He decided to open his eyes and see for himself. As he had suspected, it was a beach in every way; soft sand, bright sun, blue waters, a strange man in a blue suit, nothing out of the ordinary. Except that Zizu lived no where near the Pacific Ocean or anything that offered any kind of similar illusion. Something was defiantly up. Sputtering, Zizu managed to haul himself to his feet, water pouring off him and back into the opal sea. [B]?Well, um, I appear to be lost.?[/B] Zizu called to the man standing on the beach watching him with a raised eyebrow. It was only then that he noticed the clothes; the rusty-red, crinkly and heavy material was formed into a sort of baggy leisure suit with a high collar and flared pant legs. He felt that he looked like something out of an 80?s music video. [B] ?I know what you mean, mate.? [/B]The blue-suited fellow responded, his voice edged with just a hint of an Australian accent. [B]?I know what ya mean.?[/B] OOC: Ok... There it is. I tried to cram a lot of Zizu's personality in there without getting too much into the whole heightened strength/agility whatnot.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]Peace? Peace is easy. Songs don't really take me there, or make me feel it, I always do; although, I guess there are some songs that augment the experiance. Er: [b]We'll Meet Again[/b] by Vera Lynn. Really stretching back here, every time I hear this song I think of that final scene of [i]Dr. Strangelove[/i], and it makes me smile... Classic song with a typical 30's-40's tempo and great vocals from Vera. [b]Ieva's Polka[/b] by Loituma . Sometimes, when I feel the waves of choas crashing on my bastion a little rougher then usual, I pop on some awesome Finnish polka music and drift off into an a capella sea of jibberish. Crazy, I love this song. [b]Start Wearing Purple[/b] by the Gogol Bordello. Gypsy folk-punk sung half in English and half in Ukrainian? Cool. What, it doesn't make any sense what-so-ever? All the better. Let the squeezebox carry you away! [b]Watermelon in Eastern Hay[/b] by Frank Zappa. Nothing helps me drift off like Joe's last imaginary guitar solo... and what a solo it is! Peaceful and insightful, at least by Zappa standards... plus Vinnie Colaiuta's drumming always makes me happy. Yep. Fast-paced and angry doesn't make me peaceful or happy, I'm more of a soft and slow guy when it comes to that; I don't really see how anyone can find a heavy-metal headbanger peaceful, but then I've never really had the experiance. [/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]White... uh... We getting underway soon, or what? I don't mean to rush you or anything but it's been a tad more then the five or six hours ya promised... Just sayin' is all...[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]Happy Jack by the Who is my current theme-song. Why? Well, it's got that sort of vibe that I like; the up-beat tune with the sort of random, abstract lyrics about a guy who's just straight-up happy no matter what them kids say 'bout him. Great stuff.[/COLOR]

[QUOTE]And the characters were 100% cliche.[/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] Genis was probably the worst (Mostly because to call Zelos a character would be to lie!) in that regard... I especially loved the time that he, in one of the worst exchanges in the game, said that one of Loyd's lines was really cliched... I'm not sure if you call that irony or what, but it was funny whatever it was! [/COLOR] [QUOTE]At the same time, though, this is what most RPGs are like. I have tons of RPGs cuz I used to be such a fanboy, but now most of them I look at with disdain. Honestly, most of the Final Fantasy line disgusts me. Other than IX, which I recognize for it's whimsical creativity, I've never been able to get too into an FF game. They're just so... lame, i guess. [/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] That's what happens when you outsource an entire genre's creative design to Japan; you get the same crap over and over designed to cater to the nipponophiles who'll buy anything because it comes from Japan. Who needs creativity when you've got a blind following? Most of the great RPGs I can think of are North American based; Monkey Island, Grim Fandango, SWKOTOR, etc etc... [/COLOR] [QUOTE]the same can be said about all the popular RPGs; Xenosaga, Atelier Iris, Golden Sun -- all games Id've fought to the death for but now find hideously uninteresting. [/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] While I agree in general, I do have a bit of a soft-spot for Golden Sun. I'm not sure why, but I just love that game... Granted, the last boss was annoying as hell if you didn't get him in one try, because you had to sit through the damn twenty-minute cut-scene every time (both GS games were like that), but it was pretty fun.[/COLOR] [/QUOTE] NEVER BUY WORLD OF WARCRAFT. It will devour your life and turn you into an empty shell of a person [QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] Is that not the sign of a truely great game? The first sign of the cyberpunk revolution - games are becoming better then real-life. It's only a matter of time until there'll be no reason to spend life outside of a game... and what a sweet time it'll be! On that note, ToS is actually not the worst game I can think of, just the worst big-name huge-selling game I've played... For example, ET. E freakin T. Just, wow. It was so bad they literally buried thousands of the game cartridges into a the New Mexico desert and covered them in sand. Bam. Or, I don't know, Master Fu and the Drunken Hu, or the Karate Kid game, or that Atari Jaguar PACMAN port (Yea; they managed to make Pacman unfun!) Actually, anything on the Jaguar could be considered the worst ever. On second thought, there are too many ****** games out there to list, so let's just leave it at that.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=Gray]I'm gonna get some flack for this, but... [b]Tales of Symphonia[/b] is probably the worst big-name game I've ever played. The story was terrible and generic. The characters were generic. The settings were pretty generic aswell. The voice acting and dialog was rediculous and horrible. The cut-scenes, without fail, managed to be both amatureish and painful. The only thing about the game that was fun was the free combat system, but even that wasn't enough to make up for the gaping holes in the games production values and voice-acting. Now, I realize that the Gamecube isn't the graphical powerhouse that the PS2 or the XBOX were; but come on. The cut-scenes were just atrocious! The graphics were HORRIBLE; as Simon would say, absolutely dreadful. I was practically rolling on the floor every time a character spoke; actually, any time Zelos appeared on screen I cringed. Some of the exchanges between him and Sheena were terrible. The game told a horrible story horribly. And let's not forget the wonderful plot twist... [spoiler]!!!!!KRATOS IS LOYD'S DAD!!!!! [/spoiler]Wow, like no one saw the coming... at all... ever... On top of all that, easiest last boss of all time, bar none. Terrible game; why the hell did it get such high scores? The Gamecube is not a good graphics system, if an RPG is going to be worth playing it'll be because of the story, and it couldn't even pull that off.[/COLOR][INDENT][SIZE=1][COLOR=Indigo]Regardless of whether or not you think people saw it coming, spoiler tags are required. And you've been here long enough to know better than to post spoilers without the tags. ~indifference[/COLOR][/SIZE][/INDENT]

[COLOR=Gray]I pretty much listen almost elmost exclusivly to classic rock music... The prime era of music for me was late-70's, early 80's, after the Peace and Love movement was mostly gone but before the Disco Plague took over mainstream music. Music has never been the same, in my opinion. My favourite artist? Impossible to say... so I'll give ya top-five in no real order. [B]Frank Zappa and the Mothers of Invention[/B] - Zappa's an amazing artist. Sick guitar player, neat vocals, hilarious and raunchy lyrics, and a sort of random abstractness that you only get from a lifetime's worth of cocaine and acid use. His backup band has had some great guys, too; Terry Bozzio and Vinnie Colaiuta are two of the best drummers of all time and did some of their best work with Zappa, while Napolean Murphy Brock is an amazing sax player. [B]George Thorogood and the Delaware Destroyers[/b] - Granted, Bad To The Bone is the most overplayed single of all time, Geroge Thorogood had some really good songs to offer. One Burboun, One Scotch, and One Beer, Who Do You Love, Get A Haircut, an amazing cover of Johnny B. Goode, classics all! [b]Yes![/b] - Chris Squire's jaw-dropping bass and Jon Anderson's ethereal vocals made Yes! the best prog-rock band of all time. Roundabout was, obviously, their masterpiece, but they had a lot of other great songs; Changes, Siberian Khatru, Starship Troopers, Closer To The Edge, great nerdy prog-rock for the ages! [b]Supertramp[/b] - Roger Hodgson had a love-it-or-hate-it voice, and I loved it. The band had one of the strongest keyboard sections of any playing and had some really catchy tunes. Oddly, their most popular song, Dreamer, is IMO their worst; it's not even close to Take The Long Way Home, Goodbye Stranger, Fool's Overture, or Sister Moonshine. Good stuff! [b]Warren Zevon[/b] - Probably the closest thing to emo I'll ever like, Zevon was an amazing song-writer with a dead-pan singing style and some sweet keyboard skills. Werewolves of London is one of the catchiest songs ever, and Mr. Bad Example and Excitable Boy are great too. His last album before he died, Wind, is an amazing album, my favourite ever; probably the only time a piece of music has moved me to cry.[/COLOR]

[COLOR=gray]Eric Idle - Eric the Half-a-Bee[/COLOR] [QUOTE]A one... two-- A one... two... three... four... Half a bee, philosophically, Must, ipso facto, half not be. But half the bee has got to be Vis a vis, its entity. D'you see? But can a bee be said to be Or not to be an entire bee When half the bee is not a bee Due to some ancient injury? La dee dee, one two three, Eric the half a bee. A B C D E F G, Eric the half a bee. Is this wretched demi-bee, Half-asleep upon my knee, Some freak from a menagerie? No! It's Eric the half a bee! Fiddle de dum, Fiddle de dee, Eric the half a bee. Ho ho ho, tee hee hee, Eric the half a bee. I love this hive, employee-ee, Bisected accidentally, One summer afternoon by me, I love him carnally. He loves him carnally, Semi-carnally. The end. Cyril Connelly? No; semi-carnally! Oh. Cyril Connelly. [whistling][/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray] Frank Zappa - Bobby Brown (goes down)[/COLOR] [QUOTE] Hey there, people, Im bobby brown They say Im the cutest boy in town My car is fast, my teeth is shiney I tell all the girls they can kiss my heinie Here I am at a famous school Im dressin sharp n im Actin cool I got a cheerleader here wants to help with my paper Let her do all the work n maybe later Ill rape her Oh God I am the american dream I do not think Im too extreme An Im a handsome sonofabitch Im gonna get a good job n be real rich (get a good Get a good Get a good Get a good job) Womens liberation Came creepin across the nation I tell you people I was not ready When I ****** this dyke by the name of freddie She made a little speech then, Aw, she tried to make me say when She had my balls in a vice, but she left the dick I guess its still hooked on, but now it shoots too quick Oh God I am the american dream But now I smell like vaseline An Im a miserable sonofabitch Am I a boy or a lady...i dont know which (I wonder wonder Wonder wonder) So I went out n bought me a leisure suit I jingle my change, but Im still kinda cute Got a job doin radio promo An none of the jocks can even tell Im a homo Eventually me n a friend Sorta drifted along into s&m I can take about an hour on the tower of power long as I gets a little golden shower Oh God I am the american dream With a spindle up my butt till it makes me scream An Ill do anything to get ahead I lay awake nights sayin, thank you, fred! Oh god, oh god, Im so fantastic! Thanks to freddie, Im a sexual spastic And my name is bobby brown Watch me now, Im goin down, And my name is bobby brown Watch me now, Im goin down, etc.[/QUOTE] [COLOR=Gray]Funny stuff. Real crazy.[/COLOR]