Goodbye for nowNow I'm back. Did you find it? I don't care if I have to ride the bus home if I stop work. while others are thinking "Who's John F. Seeya. Or, would that be good? Sofor the first time in about 5 yearsI wore a dressand something that was complelty white. They associated tans with hard, manuel labor. It's not like I have anything better to do. Oh, yeah! He even tried to hide the sword behind his back! The food trucks could even play music that made you hungry for their food. I think I hear a monkeyOkaynow I'm back. School has been on for four days now. That's it, I'm gonna take drastic measures! The little counter at the bottom keeps going up? We could all breath a sigh of relief as parents kept their children inside, away from the evil truck drivers and near the T.V. So she decided on a salad, only to discover that they didn't have her favorite salad dressing. I thought of a topic on the way home, but forgot it. OH, DON'T YOU SEE THE TOENAILS?!! I'm bored. I better goI think Kodak is tracing my site.I'm back now! Don't worry, I'll go to bed soon. Those with 620 or less will get a 1.75% DECREASE? That's why. It was fun. The foil will make up the beak and the folded legs, and the thruster can simulate the tail. Okay. It tooked about envelooping (enveloping) cracked nuts and parables. Just like how many licks it takes to get to the bottom of a tootsie pop. I think. Types Of Mental Illness . Then it would be okay. i felt sorry for my dad. Said order will in no way be held responsible for any damages, injuries, loss of life, limb, head, or organs. But it's legs were still moving and it was alive. I think. They're listening for a secrretno it's cause of a secret. You're only browsing it. Anyway, moving on! For more information, please see our They add random minerals to our water to make it taste better, and then advertise it as pure! But that is false! Would it be called DIS? I'll probably have another one soon, but that whole water thing has been buggin me for awhile. So if you're not most people, you've made it down this far without skipping, skimming or getting the spark notes version. Number Seven: I could drive people crazy. Like Follow. (Actually I just question them untill they spontaneously combust, I ask lots of questions) So, in conclusion, ladies and gentleman of the jury(that's you) I could not have possibly tortured "Mr. Owl" to death. Then everyone would cut and scrape themselves to be covered in scabs. Like a division of mounties made entirely out of monks. And now, for the million-dollar question: How many calories are there in a single serving of Mustard? This is too frustrating. RANDOM PERSON: Uh-huh, that's nice. And secret? Soif you wish to contribute to this great and magneficent and magestic and MOOSEY projectwe need the following things: 739 rolls of aluminium foil (preferably the extra shiny kind) 417 refridgerator boxes, 9000 rolls of "sticky on both sides" duct tape, 300 lbs of chicken feathers (preferably white) and 1 (one) thermo-nuclear-rocket-thruster. Yes. And I'm willing to enlighten you, the potentially you-know-what reader. Speaking of publishing, I do plan on somehow, someday publishing this as the first rambling narrative that makes no sense, and is about as interesting as rereading the almanac. It's a small light, but it's sooooooo annoying. Clips. In other words, they take all that extra "stuff" out to make it pure. It just seems extremly weird (and worthy of mentioning) that this semi-important guy from Kansas believes in a "vast breakfast food conspiracy". What is the alternative, you ask? Did I resume asking retorical questions? I have neither won nor lost money/neopoints. *scrunches eyes and makes funny sounds* Nope. Kinda like me and "Meg" webcomic we are trying to do. I'm gonna quote from the FLAMING CHICKENS HANDBOOK again! or possibly "Who or What is Kodak". Yes, it goes on and on my friend. i hate dress shoes. And hotand smoky. You don't see them, but your subconsious (dreaming) mind does. I don't exactly know where it isoh, well. Not one of those bargain ones anyone can find at your local topic discount outlet store. I'm already half way there, since I conclusivly proved (in Physics class) that gravity actually causes things to slow down and EVENTUALLY GO UP! There were many people that were the same age as me and my siblings (no one in the room but us were under 30) Us kids had to be dragged kicking and screaming from the bar ( I almost fell asleep during the last game I watched) As we left, there was a feeling of goodwill and fellowship between all(my sister locked me out of the car and wouldn't let me in untill I started yelling profanity in her general direction) The high point of the entire night was when my mother gave me $21 for my report card. My mother is a control freak, and she decided on the spur of the moment that we were going north to visit relatives. This subreddit was made to archive copypasta. I just don't know. Cookie Notice Not even my friends*sniffle* The just ignore this poor, pathetic little page. Then, in an inspired move, my brother talked my mother into letting him sit up front. Anyway, only watch wal-mart if you WANT to be subliminaly entertained into purchasing a new set of TUPERWARE, even though your old set is PERFECTLY fine. That's not fair! Aren't they regressed to a child-like state? I'm completly and totally addicted. He can save mankind, and doom Trinity. Oh, well. It just doesn't make any sense. But people buy name brands. Or possibly a really good president who wanted to fly to the moon. Had this been an actual emergency, we would have bought up all the can openers and charged 3 cows and a pig for each one. Would that be considered poetic justice, or just a nice coincidence? I'll rant and rave and ramble about the EVILS of sunlight. But, you should know that, since you like reading. These "faeries" sprinkle your food with highly toxic "age dust" and ruin a perfectly good four-year-old meatloaf. *sigh* I can't think of anything to write. I just keep going, and going and going. The number of licks, I mean. Are you happy? And so I'm in deep doo-doo. They could do anything they wanted to, if they just put their minds to it. But I can't help but think of stuff like the evil over lord list and REALLY REALLY BIG BUTTON THAT DOESN'T DO ANYTHING. Which is why I still go to the Really Really Big Button That Doesn't Do Anything website. The stupid game is still going on and I refuse to quit because I want my points. by the time I had to do my part (tell people where to stand before getting their diploma) it was dark. Subliminal messanging also explains the successes of certain fast-food resteraunts, and brand name items. Ha! So, we packed everthing up. I translated it from German to English and got "I am the Moved Taco!" I'm so very, very tired. If I had 500np with me, I'd be at-500. It MUST be true! Because it is in those veyr colors that the Matrix is programmed! It's okay. Code 452 of the Flaming Chickens Handbook states that the Patron Saint of Paperclips (ME!!!) What values, you say? Okay. I worked for four hours at the "Library of Terror" sponsered by TAB. *content sigh* There we gothat's much better. I have a guest rant/fake commercial written by "Meg" (who is once again banned from accessing the almighty Internet). In return companies would make a profit, pay their workers better. DROOOOOL OVER MY MAGICAL POWERS!! OOooooo! In anycase, this was particularly funny because Tonileigh is one of my "normaler" friends. JSON | Traducir Tweet @ Ultima edicidn p. m. 20 abr 23, miloylannopoulos if you were offered $20,000 to eat this whole fruit platter by yourself in ONE WEEK would you be able to do it?? Sad to admit, but the majority of people would rather read the summary at the back of a book rather than the whole book itself. The magic eight-ball glows with knowledge! Now sure, I could have won more than 500 at some game in which you don't have to pay to play. You thought you'd gotten rid of me. And you, the potentially non-existant reader gets a once in a lifetime chance to hear me rant and rave about my Horrible, Horrible Family Vacation. I know, I took you completly by suprise. Who am I kidding? Okay, the whole braves thing is made up. I'm back. Any use thereof that is not stated in the above mentioned statement would make the author, hereby referred to as Patron Saint of Paper Clips, very angry. Then I completly understand. And I feel that it's time for a FAKE commercial break, for the highly informed, obviously brain-dead consumer. So, it is now up to you, the imaginary reader, to decide whether I mean probley or problemit's almost like a game! Because this is the first time I've been on a computer all day. A profound statement, if I ever heard one. I'm leaving nowI have some destruction to do. When I related this story to my friends (including "Meg") they thought it was hilarious. My brother(age 13) even decided upon a new job he wants when he's old enough to work, a busboy at the bar. The vendors even play whimsical music which I strongly suspect contains subliminal messages to make you hungry for ice cream. I can clone myself and form and angry mob? No? OkayI'm backI think that eventually half of this thing will consist of the word back over and over againthat's just weird. There's more! Making me(The Patron Saint of Paperclips) the Ruler of the Laws of Nature! 100% of something. Because I am easily amused and have lots and lots of time on my hands. Whole families would gather around their front door, in breathless anticipation while they attempted to barracade me out. Think about it. WANNA SEE ME PULL A TAPEWORM OUTTA MY ****!! This annoyed my mother further, untill she asked, no, demanded that my father turn the car around so that we could go home. (it's edited, of course, to stay PG13**** signifies a random naugty word:)) "HEY, DOG ENTITY! You want me to stay. Which means that there are an infinite number of worlds with humanoid life. Our "spray" kills over 99.9% of "faeries" (which are much to small to see) Our "spray" also kills most disease causing agents, like rats, or pigeons. Wouldn't pure water TASTE pure, and impure water TASTE impure? Okay, fill out the TAB form, so I have proof that you bothered to come here anduhI'lluhsend you a sandwich? i am tiredbut cannot go to sleep. I SENSE YOUR ENVY OF MY NECK!! I mean, I've been doing this much, much longer than the other person. Now THAT'S just weird. Speaking of animals, there's a cat in California who is a kleptomaniac (likes to steal stuff). The magic eight-ball is a plastic casing with an unknown, possibly toxic liquid inside. Each Friday, I wait (all tingly with anticipation) for the weekend so that I can stay up 'till the wee hours of the morning and sleep past noon. Any miniute now. Ain't it nifty? Good for it. Do you care? That meant that my mother would be in the back, with me and my younger, eviler sister. I'm back. I can't believe I'm bothering to do this. Seeya. And the preceding generations became brain-washed (possibly through subliminal messages in sun-tan lotion commercials) to believe tans were expected. as many times as possible before you splattered your brains on the rocks, all the while listening to a soundtrack that is similar to a dying ceiling fan. But, it ended up making more sense than I anticipated (scary thought, huh). If you want neat, go to some other site(though, as mentioned in Flaming Chickens Code:472 there is no such thing as a site better than this one). With a specific number of words. Are you surprised? I also am psyco-analyzing myself a lot todayhmmmmI'm even saying "hmmmmm" a lot. I don't have much of a choice about the whole work thing. WaitI really don't even know if anyone bothers to read this. He goes for Trinity, makes it just in time to catch her body, and starts her heart back up. You give to me? Remember that rant I did on how there could be a secret camera in the smoke detector? My mom and my stupid little 10-year old sister loves it, though. I love it! *yet another highly dramatic, time-consuming sigh* I need a topic. I've seen it. He looked me upvia yahoo's search engine using flaming-chicken as the keyword. 195 votes, 54 comments. I have to get up really early to leave for home. Bubble Head. It's about six contestants who compete to create the worst, least likely "reality" TV show. That had nothing to do whatsoever with subliminal messagesit's just cool to say. I hate irony. ONly not really. Bubble sound. c)I have an extremly irrational fear of that. And then I'll be writing for me again. You could be the figment of someone else's dream. Hilarious. I suppose I could let someone else have the glory. Privacy Policy. Now no one can ever say that I don't take care of my viewers. (There's probably drugs in it). That was sort of a topic, even though it was sort of random. I'm back. Okay, I'm done with that litte commercial. Okay. I'm tired. I'm tired. You would be correct in your suspiciousnessfor Mooses arch-enemy is*dramatic drumroll*a small, white, feather. So far this is nowhere near the world record. Unless we spray-painted the snow purple, too. I figure that even the people I manage to lure onto my site from neopets don't even bother to come to this particular page. And #5: You can give each of your pets several weird names such as: Ringling-Raison-Bailey-Suzana-Midnight-Schultz, Squirell, Moose, Moose-Moose, Moosey-Moose, Linzey-Moose, Muffin, Squirell-Muffin, Yabby-Doodle, Abby Normal, Wiggle-Baby, Wiggle-Muffin, Witle-Baby, Cheese-Monkey, Muffin-With-Squirell-Juice, Squirell-With-Muffin Juice, Moosey-Juice, Squirell-Monkey, etc. THAT IS ALL. Neither of us thought to question the other. Of course, you won't want to do that becuase you still need more earrings so people won't think you wear the same ones over and over again. Or possibly rightthat would be scary. I promise. Come on, think about it! Too Bad! afterwardsthey turned off the lights. Please contact the moderators of this subreddit if you have any questions or concerns. maybe the longest text ever. I'm tired. Thank the powers that be for spell-check. It sucks. It's because of the "evil little faeries with sharp little teeth." And you probably suspect that it is something pathetic. I'm back. Or suffer my blindingly moronic nail messages. Everyone I know who has played that game is shocked when I tell themoh, well. It was bad enough that I was forced to "volunteer" my precious time (i could have worked on this site)noI was forced to wear formal attire. You cannot judge them simply because they have no apparant function. Here I am, trying to get a decent nights sleep and there's this green light that periodically blinks to red directly in front of me. Hey, I'm once again: back. Not that the aformentioned individual claims to have received hate mail (or mail of any kind) via a website link. Waithowhow can I BE logic? Code: 472 of the Flaming Chickens Handbook states that this site in no way aknowledges the existance of other, better sites (hereon reffered to as the Losers) The Losers are a myth. It's a worthy cause! But true. Number Five: I could have read more books, played more video games and watched more mindless television. I'm just basically typing nothing. That means I take four classes this semester and four different classes next year. In English, and stuff, if you miss one little detail, at most you lose partial credit, but you usually get it all right. I realize that this longest text ever must be very boring and not worth anyone's time. So far two whole people (to my knowledge) have read the entire thing, and a few people have skimmed it. Someone could have super-disolving spit, or watery-spit. We resumed quizzing and she got every question on the worksheet correct. Wouldn't it make more sense to get a kazoo, if you're broke? Is it possible to make less sense? BRINGING $#$$# KIDS IN A BAR!? Needless to say, we ignored her. Now, some of you are probably calling me a whiner, 'cause you have to get up at 4:30, or whatever. CEASE YOUR FLATULENT WINDS AND HEAR MY MIND NUMBING EXPULSIONS OF WICKED NOISE! We had to do an essay on a book. I can even see the shadow of my hand on the wall from the light those things shed. I chanced to have an interview with an informant from this evil generation (my little sister) who will be called Mrs. X for security reasons (no, she's not married, the "Mrs" makes it good as a disguise) I was quizing Mrs. X on Civil War History for an upcoming test in her classroom (whose location can not be devulged) Mrs. X seemed fluent in the subject. But, believe me, it's MUCH more practical than the alternative. *cough*She's winning*cough* But that's just because I have so much to do to mantain and update this site, I rarely get a chance to just sit here and type. And absolutly NO air-pressure. Now, some of you are probably thinking "Gee, Really? Maybe I should use spell-check. Waitaren't I already doing that? Subliminal messages are an advertising technique that puts hidden pictures and words into a main image. But none have struck terror in her little moose heart like this particular feather. It gave me new insight into how weird I am. Okay, better leave. It's bad enough to go to school, leave school, go to work, leave work, do homework and then wait for my dad to get off of the computer so that I can do stuff. Maybe the evil little faeries with the sharp little teeth have put their evil faerie dust on my computer. Then I do my homework. WOOF! The Official FLaming-Chickens Handbook already confirms that fact! 5000 hits! Who am I kidding. what I fear comes right after here not this life or the next will I ever be able to pass the test? Today's lesson is: subliminal messages . He acted like he was really being tortured and stuff. Of course, if everything is realthen the Universe is pretty contradictory. When I was at a TAB poetry thingy (TAB is good TAB is great We love TAB) I met some new people. My character is actually dodging the stupid rocks better now then when I controlled him. Even though it gains pleasure from squishing my spine. This, of course would expand the market for such products. As long as I'm happy, right. I tried to explain. Or CRAP, for short. Apparently this page really is getting long, because my friend said something to that effect. It's true, and all, but I have no proof about wal-mart, or certain fast food resteraunts. Bye! I mean, I don't think I could afford a monkey, and I'm not exactly on the streets. I'm back. I, personally, am obsessed with, kitties, bunnies, bats, this website, drawing, making intriate little patterns with strings, doing mildly repetitive activities, being weird, apparantly making lists and cheeseand chickensand flame. Wellthey are. Oh, yeah. So we were already off to a bad start. So if you have an infinite number of people, some are going to have entire books of coherent stuff. No? And once again suprised. My family has always bought Cheez-Its, to the point of making me physically sick at the thought of eating one. (Although my mother does have a "earring tree".) I love my calculator, though. There was a sample essay online. Wal-mart TV is evil. Guess what I wanna do. You cannot deny it. Boy, are you mythical, mystical readers in for a treat, today! The possibilities are literally endless. Naturally when it was announced that we'd be eating dinner in this place, I could hardly contain my excitment(I glared at my mother and asked why we couldn't go to Pizza Hut) When we arrived, we were promptly served (after thirty minutes) In the meantime, we played a family game of pool(my parents played while my brother and sister and I watched) After two rousing rounds, our food came. We made a guild, and I wrote out the transcripts of the first ever Asparagus War in narrative form (mock epic, very cheesey) Since it's very, very long, I'll post it here to meet my imaginary word quota for the day! Of course, there is also regretafter all, I could have made a fortune if I'd been the first to think of it. And any weirdness I could come up with would be normal compared to Noodle Boy, soI bid thee farewellseeya! But, whatever. I'm gonna go hug a moose. That's just one of those many facts of life that are better left mysteries. What's that? What ever shall I do? Speaking of food, what's up with pie?

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