HangukMiguk 8 Posted February 21, 2008 Author Share Posted February 21, 2008 I hope we get an explaination as to why I've never seen the Grammar Police when I've called, "Citizen's arrest!"How many times have you actually called citizen's arrest?? Link to post Share on other sites
Wolf Blitzer 0 Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 CNN is reporting this race is too-close-call, though poll numbers show Hanguk doing well with Asian women, while Suited is doing inordinately well among underage girls. Link to post Share on other sites
donk4life 34 Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 That was definetely a close Round 1. Suited was winning in the early goings, but Hang came through towards the end. Link to post Share on other sites
Darth Vader 0 Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 That was definetely a close Round 1. Suited was winning in the early goings, but Hang came through towards the end.But HankeyMunik doesnt know the POWER of the Dark Side of the force.He has failed me for the last time. Link to post Share on other sites
Jadaki 0 Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 why aren't you banned?Cause this thread is hilarious. Link to post Share on other sites
The Antichrist 0 Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 But HankeyMunik doesnt know the POWER of the Dark Side of the force.He has failed me for the last time.Since when am I not the dark side of the force? Link to post Share on other sites
RhinoChargingYourAss 0 Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 Since when am I not the dark side of the force?Do I need to charge you in the ass? Link to post Share on other sites
Smokey 0 Posted February 21, 2008 Share Posted February 21, 2008 Do I need to charge you in the ass?You know her momma got ass too!You know what they say, the older the berry the sweeter the juice. Link to post Share on other sites
Clay Aiken 6 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Clay Aiken, who, in your mind, deserves to win??Trepidatious and trembling, I awoke from yet another dream, a dream that had spoken and shouted, reverberating through my marrow like sunshine in the darkest corners of a Siberian mine shaft. Quickly I got up and clothed my shaking body with a dazzling array of silk garments that instantaneously wed themselves to my flesh, not wanting to face what I had seen in that vision, that terrible scene displayed on the movie screen theater of my soul. And yet I could not continue. There was a demon I had to face, a demon born and bred on Jupiter's last remaining moon, groomed in the empty night of a solar system so vast not even the Creator of the Universe himself could comprehend. This demon had taunted me, decrying each act of bravery and love I had so selflessly given to my fans and foes in years prior, claiming they were meaningless charades in a one act play on Reality's barren stage. As I ate my breakfast that morning, I knew I had but one way out. I had to sing, and sing like never before. A tune so catchy as to put back together the mangled wreckage in the hearts of each man and woman who had given up on life in the heady days of the Cold War. I felt the beat forming, and so I danced along, hoping to ride the wave of Jasmine's wand as she summoned the beauty from each atom and molecule from each moment since the Universe's inception forty years ago. The beauty coalesced into my voice as the song grew its form and came together in a symphony the world will not forget. And so I sang, all alone at my breakfast table that day, knowing that each note was creating a greater melody, the sum of the parts much greater than the whole, and that I, Clay Aiken, once again fought evil that morning, and I slew it. This I truly and honestly believe!! Wonderful!! Link to post Share on other sites
GWCGWC 83 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Trepidatious and trembling, I awoke from yet another dream, a dream that had spoken and shouted, reverberating through my marrow like sunshine in the darkest corners of a Siberian mine shaft. Quickly I got up and clothed my shaking body with a dazzling array of silk garments that instantaneously wed themselves to my flesh, not wanting to face what I had seen in that vision, that terrible scene displayed on the movie screen theater of my soul. And yet I could not continue. There was a demon I had to face, a demon born and bred on Jupiter's last remaining moon, groomed in the empty night of a solar system so vast not even the Creator of the Universe himself could comprehend. This demon had taunted me, decrying each act of bravery and love I had so selflessly given to my fans and foes in years prior, claiming they were meaningless charades in a one act play on Reality's barren stage. As I ate my breakfast that morning, I knew I had but one way out. I had to sing, and sing like never before. A tune so catchy as to put back together the mangled wreckage in the hearts of each man and woman who had given up on life in the heady days of the Cold War. I felt the beat forming, and so I danced along, hoping to ride the wave of Jasmine's wand as she summoned the beauty from each atom and molecule from each moment since the Universe's inception forty years ago. The beauty coalesced into my voice as the song grew its form and came together in a symphony the world will not forget. And so I sang, all alone at my breakfast table that day, knowing that each note was creating a greater melody, the sum of the parts much greater than the whole, and that I, Clay Aiken, once again fought evil that morning, and I slew it. This I truly and honestly believe!! Wonderful!!WONDERFUL! Link to post Share on other sites
donk4life 34 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 That was brilliant, Clay. Link to post Share on other sites
SuitedAces21 2,722 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Trepidatious and trembling, I awoke from yet another dream, a dream that had spoken and shouted, reverberating through my marrow like sunshine in the darkest corners of a Siberian mine shaft. Quickly I got up and clothed my shaking body with a dazzling array of silk garments that instantaneously wed themselves to my flesh, not wanting to face what I had seen in that vision, that terrible scene displayed on the movie screen theater of my soul. And yet I could not continue. There was a demon I had to face, a demon born and bred on Jupiter's last remaining moon, groomed in the empty night of a solar system so vast not even the Creator of the Universe himself could comprehend. This demon had taunted me, decrying each act of bravery and love I had so selflessly given to my fans and foes in years prior, claiming they were meaningless charades in a one act play on Reality's barren stage. As I ate my breakfast that morning, I knew I had but one way out. I had to sing, and sing like never before. A tune so catchy as to put back together the mangled wreckage in the hearts of each man and woman who had given up on life in the heady days of the Cold War. I felt the beat forming, and so I danced along, hoping to ride the wave of Jasmine's wand as she summoned the beauty from each atom and molecule from each moment since the Universe's inception forty years ago. The beauty coalesced into my voice as the song grew its form and came together in a symphony the world will not forget. And so I sang, all alone at my breakfast table that day, knowing that each note was creating a greater melody, the sum of the parts much greater than the whole, and that I, Clay Aiken, once again fought evil that morning, and I slew it. This I truly and honestly believe!! Wonderful!!/thread.Clay Wins. Link to post Share on other sites
Suited_Up 2 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 He didn't answer the question!! Link to post Share on other sites
Lord Voldemort 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Trepidatious and trembling, I awoke from yet another dream, a dream that had spoken and shouted, reverberating through my marrow like sunshine in the darkest corners of a Siberian mine shaft. Quickly I got up and clothed my shaking body with a dazzling array of silk garments that instantaneously wed themselves to my flesh, not wanting to face what I had seen in that vision, that terrible scene displayed on the movie screen theater of my soul. And yet I could not continue. There was a demon I had to face, a demon born and bred on Jupiter's last remaining moon, groomed in the empty night of a solar system so vast not even the Creator of the Universe himself could comprehend. This demon had taunted me, decrying each act of bravery and love I had so selflessly given to my fans and foes in years prior, claiming they were meaningless charades in a one act play on Reality's barren stage. As I ate my breakfast that morning, I knew I had but one way out. I had to sing, and sing like never before. A tune so catchy as to put back together the mangled wreckage in the hearts of each man and woman who had given up on life in the heady days of the Cold War. I felt the beat forming, and so I danced along, hoping to ride the wave of Jasmine's wand as she summoned the beauty from each atom and molecule from each moment since the Universe's inception forty years ago. The beauty coalesced into my voice as the song grew its form and came together in a symphony the world will not forget. And so I sang, all alone at my breakfast table that day, knowing that each note was creating a greater melody, the sum of the parts much greater than the whole, and that I, Clay Aiken, once again fought evil that morning, and I slew it. This I truly and honestly believe!! Wonderful!!Answer the question, you fucking moron, or I'll make you answer it!CRUCIO! Link to post Share on other sites
Justin Guarini 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 I think Suited is dreamy. Not as dreamy as Clay, obv. But still dreamy. I vote for him. Link to post Share on other sites
SuitedAces21 2,722 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 He didn't answer the question!! Trepidatious and trembling, I awoke from yet another dream, a dream that had spoken and shouted, reverberating through my marrow like sunshine in the darkest corners of a Siberian mine shaft. Quickly I got up and clothed my shaking body with a dazzling array of silk garments that instantaneously wed themselves to my flesh, not wanting to face what I had seen in that vision, that terrible scene displayed on the movie screen theater of my soul. And yet I could not continue. There was a demon I had to face, a demon born and bred on Jupiter's last remaining moon, groomed in the empty night of a solar system so vast not even the Creator of the Universe himself could comprehend. This demon had taunted me, decrying each act of bravery and love I had so selflessly given to my fans and foes in years prior, claiming they were meaningless charades in a one act play on Reality's barren stage. As I ate my breakfast that morning, I knew I had but one way out. I had to sing, and sing like never before. A tune so catchy as to put back together the mangled wreckage in the hearts of each man and woman who had given up on life in the heady days of the Cold War. I felt the beat forming, and so I danced along, hoping to ride the wave of Jasmine's wand as she summoned the beauty from each atom and molecule from each moment since the Universe's inception forty years ago. The beauty coalesced into my voice as the song grew its form and came together in a symphony the world will not forget. And so I sang, all alone at my breakfast table that day, knowing that each note was creating a greater melody, the sum of the parts much greater than the whole, and that I, Clay Aiken, once again fought evil that morning, and I slew it. This I truly and honestly believe!! Wonderful!!obv. Link to post Share on other sites
Suited_Up 2 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 obv.Well then..../thread Link to post Share on other sites
Confucius 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Confucius say: forgiveness is divine, but never pay full price for late pizza Link to post Share on other sites
Eric Cartman 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 this thread is totally titsbig fat Oprah tits right there Link to post Share on other sites
MJINK3 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 I gotta get me one of those there jopke accounts. Link to post Share on other sites
drcossack 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 I gotta get me one of those there jopke accounts.6 of mine have posted in this thread. Link to post Share on other sites
Suited_Up 2 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 I gotta get me one of those there jopke accounts.STFU! Link to post Share on other sites
MJINK3 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 STFU!Bwahahaha it's not meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!! I swear!!! Link to post Share on other sites
Suited_Up 2 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Bwahahaha it's not meeeeeeeeeee!!!!!! I swear!!!Like I've said elsewhere... I know THINGS! Link to post Share on other sites
MJINK3 0 Posted February 22, 2008 Share Posted February 22, 2008 Like I've said elsewhere... I know THINGS! So you think. Link to post Share on other sites
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