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nah cloricus that just because you don't clean your glasses! :p

just the other day i did something i don't believe i'll live down. Monday morning at school, i looked really shocking because of a busy weekend, so 1 of my mates asks "are you stoned?" i spent 5mins convincing him that i wasn't and turned around and tripped up a flight of stairs. he really belived i wasn't stoned after that *sarcasim*. treton_noir- you where talking about surfing on signs behing cars in your speacial x games? the way to do it is grab an old car bonnet (preferably from a dato) chain it to the back of a ute and jump on! they take about 4-5hrs on gravel before they ware through. the bottoms of push lawnmowers and those toddler push cars also work

there's pomy's on otaku? ohhhhhh ahhhhh *poke*. is there anyone on here thats not from Australia, America or England?

we're your flock!? *runs and hides, amongst the other sheep*

no genkai, there aren't any fudge em's in aus, maybe there is something like them? do most otakuites live in the USA?

so its 'Otakuites' i wasn't sure what the correct term was, thank you final flash and what are fudge em's genkai? though i do like the idea of otaku and fudge being related *drools*. so far it looks like 14 is the largest concentration YAY!

What is the biggest concentration of Otakuons? Where i am there is fourteen of us (for a photo of 10 of us look in photo forum, downlands otaku), no more than 10mins drive apart. Are we the largest group of otakuons in one area or is there more?

coming from a chick point of view, i don't understand either view. i spend alot of time with males and i often hear of these 'lesbian' fantisies. ok i can understand how a fella would like to be with two chicks but how is it lesbian? i think the whole bias is against both male and female gays. i'm in a community where homosexuality is not widely accepted and i think its just a fear of the diffrent more than anything else.

Chookelgook hears the deafening silence, caused by monkey man's unexpected arrival and defecation, and heads to its source....by the time she arrives all she finds is monkey man almost approaching sober. She asks him what caused the deafening silence. she hears a rather garbelled version of why monkey man ended where he was...the ISB was his mother and she was throwing him out of home (for the 37646627881984377574 time!) when Chookelgook learns that there had been an ISB on the scene she starts a little dance, when she finds that monkey man is the son (*monkey man is male isn't he?*) of an ISB she hugs him and IMMEDIATETLY regrets this decision. After handing monkey man an extra strong tic tac, she tried to ask monkey man where his mum had gone....he refused to respond so she tried to bribe him with some Jamaica rum that just happened to be squiggling past. This only succeeded in making him drunk again.....

cookelgook decided to follow random drains in an attempt to find j.clark who she still hoped was an ISB wanting to be died black, unfortunately this landed her in a purple padded room with an orange and purple polka dotted straight jacket in the corner, she'd always wanted a purple and orange polka dotted straight jacket so she stored it safely in her duckie towel and attempted to find her way out again. this time she found herself on erotican seven with a triple breasted whore and decided this would be a good time to bring out the choclate body paint....

before i die, i'd like to face all my fears (including seniors and stairs for those who know me) and in the end i suppose that ultimately includes death as well.

a good way to get pressies for people is find out there hobbies and if they don't have any give them a new one!

if theres alot going on in your life take a step back from it! (if you can and talk to somebody about it) another way to cheer yourself up is to put cheery things around you even if there just small things like wearing a bright shirt or writing with a purple pen for a day or sign up to a joke sight and get them to send you jokes every day. sometimes to get over depression you just have to start with the small things and work your way up :) !

chookelgook had a sudden irepressible urge to write Funky in large letters (with bubbles) on every single golden cookie in exsistence. this was easliy completed by bribing the chef at the reasturant at the end of the universe. this done she continued in her search for J.Clark in the hope that he was an ISB that wanted to be died black!

chookelgook was miraceously saved when the plushie was distracted by a creature falling closely behind a toy machine gun with alot of fudge around its mouth, this creature was in turn closely followed by a shower of choc chipp and golden cookies. as the first cookie hit her she rolled out the way and looked around....hmmm intresting place, she nibbled on a cookie as she considered this....remebering that fish will self inploade if you feed them to much chookelgook stops eating the cookie and looks at it and is suprised to see the name John Clark on it with the word john crossed out and replaced with jake. chookelgook realizes this J.clark may well be an ISB and doodle bugs of to find him just before the creature's (with lots of fudge around its mouth) machine gun lands on top of her...

chookelgook finished paused in her dance around the telephone cable to go and make some bubbles. To her emense horror she discovered a very beat up looking plushie clogging her drain, she slowly removed her ducky towel cap to reveal lots of sparkly things in an attempt at distracting the plushie becuase everyone knows that if you distract a plushie it forgets its a plushie and disapears! this done chookelgook realized that if a plushie can travel a drain than she could to before leaveing she made one last tour of her fish bowl and grabbed some black die (who knows how many inteligent shades of blue might be out there). she decided her first stop would be to find out if the plushie was beat up by an inteligent shade of blue (hence forth to be known as an ISB). traveling along a drain is very hungry work so when chookelgook surfaced and found herslef among flower petals she imediately coated them in choclate body paint and ate them. not long after she realized they had been fake petals and curled up in her duckie towel pulling the bill over her face in what is as close as a babble fish can get to feotal position. because the bill was over her face she did not see the plushie been throwen towards her....

name: chookelgook race: bellydancing babble fish age: about 20seconds looks: typical babble fish just add smurf boots and some bells bio: well i'm a babble fish of the bellydancing veriaty often wears flowy skirts and things that jingle and sparkle. i like to blow bubbles, translate useless facts and eat vomit on bread. towel: its one of those towels humanoid toddlers wear that wrap around and have a little hood and to pockets and is supposed to look like a duck. contents of towel: bubble mixture, hitchikers guide, a bottomless bang on the door pencil case and a bottle of chocolate body paint (who says babble fish can't be kinky? :2women: ) mission: to find an intelligent shade of blue and ask it if it wants to die its self black, also wouldn't mind being the drunkest babble fish known!

hmmm....i'm just looking forward to school ending but i'm doing a fair bit these hols. going to the coast with epssy the first week then a leadership course and a hike with some friends, then i'm going to near bundy with eppsy (to sit on the ledge and stare at ppl. with him) he forgot to mention we're going to Fraiser Island for a day (mmm...seafood) and then i get to go to a big camp in the A.C.T. called Venture basically a large bunch of teenagers from everywhere go wild with only minimal supervision :) ! then i hope to catch up on SLEEP! on another note... is anyone going to Woodford Folk Festival?

In the two weeks Ella had spent in America sinced she'd arrived from Australia, she'd seen only 1 of the fifty states of the country. Arriving in NY, Ella took her time recovering from jet lag, then seeing the tourit sights. One evening whilst meandering down a back street wondering whether the dim sim I'd just eaten contained any fish or if it was all feral cat, I spotted a 'For Sale' sign with a picture of a Fat Boy Harley underneath and the words apply within. The price was perfect. While i cruise down the highway, away from the city I realize i know very little about America and better get a map!

thanks Newt! this should be funky ( yes i know the word funky wasn't around back then)

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by May [/i] [B] Can you be more speciffic on what you want to know? [/B][/QUOTE] yeah i'm intrested in finding out more mantras (thanks for the one in your post) i find alot of the buddhist mantras pretty [I]deep[/I] *for want of a better word* i'd also like to learn more about the dharams because i can't find any real clear definations of them. all the ppl. talking about taiosim....what's that? whats it belive in?

thats funky....i never been to America! :)

woow eppsy....i can sort out my own disagreements thanks!

cherry reds where around in the 1920's they where the first colour doc's bought out, let me have them please. if the hairs funky then i'm going back to long

ok deal! minus the bright shirts, if i can't have long hair can i have a handel bar mustache, finally waxed?