Because in some world, the video game is real. Did I mention that, yet. Because this is the first time I've been on a computer all day. Okay, quote is done. I'm so happy! Yeah, this doesn't mean anything to you. So he kept her out of the Matrix, and she saw the problem, and entered the Matrix to fix it. In a moment of inspiration, I asked her who America fought. And, you have to remember that because infinity is infinite, you can divide it an infinite number of times. End of story. Of course, when I started out I accidentally hit the rocks approximately three million times. (Like alternate dimensions and stuff) So, there is a world where you are the creator of this Longest Text Ever. Did you understand that? And hotand smoky. WARNING: Leave food sit in an open, well-venilated spot for a week before eating. HmmmI seem to be entertaining myself though, even while reading what I wrote. Just how much time do they have on their hands. You feel very, very honored. I'm back. I sincerely appologize if anyone is offended by my view of memorization. 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! It was inspired, in part, by my sheer and utter boredom. I should make bumber stickers saying that. Next thing you know, you're internet connection will die. Speaking of animals, there's a cat in California who is a kleptomaniac (likes to steal stuff). That my words somehow travel accross time (if only a few minutes) and are somehow picked up by future you, and that my responses are dictated by future you's reactions. 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. This means that we only have a very short while to prepare. Because they put subliminal messages in them, of course! Anyway, yeah, I'm a furry, but since I'm a young furry, I can't really do as much as I would like to do in the fandom. It also shows the total number of sentences in a text file. You see, most people, they don't like reading or writing. Although, as I said, there's no way to prove me wrong OR right. On the way home, we had gotten approximatly 4 hours into the trip when my mother predicatably decided that we had to go back and eat at the 50th aniversary of her favorite ice cream place. We could call ourselves TACO! They aint whupped us yit, air they? this Jones who after the demon rode away with the regiment when the granddaughter was only eight years old would tell people that he was lookin after Majors place and niggers even before they had time to ask him why he was not with the troops and perhaps in time came to believe the lie himself, who was among the first to greet the demon when he returned, to meet him at the gate and say, Well, Kernel, they kilt us but they aint whupped us yit, air they? who even worked, labored, sweat at the demons behest during that first furious period while the demon believed he could restore by sheer indomitable willing the Sutpens Hundred which he remembered and had lost, labored with no hope of pay or reward who must have seen long before the demon did (or would admit it) that the task was hopeless-blind Jones who apparently saw still in that furious lecherous wreck the old fine figure of the man who once galloped on the black thoroughbred about that domain two boundaries of which the eye could not see from any point. Seeya. Okay. Originally from Northern Ireland, she is an artist now based in Berlin. Meanwhile there is a vast conspiracy at school to keep me ignorant about my pawn roll in the other vast conpiracy by keeping me vastly bored. Yeah. 12 Dec 2012. I think. Now, some of you are probably thinking "Gee, Really? *cheesy super-hero voice* Well, fear not, random citizen, for I, PSOPC am here! As inshe read the ENTIRE Longest Text Ever. It's just a matter of degree. There is always someone worse off and better off than you. I think. And don't even get me started on earrings. You're shocked at my selfish, bad, memory. Immediatly, my mother started complaining. I better goI think Kodak is tracing my site.I'm back now! It only takes me a few minutes to get ready, then I can go back to bed. No one I know is that obsessed with earrings, it was just an example. Which fits the motif of the rest of the site. It will be a truly magestic site, as it launches from the earth, spewing excess oxygen, cardboard, feathers and tape. What does this mean to you? That's just how many times you have to click before you can leave. does not, has never, and will absolutly NOT admit to having any weaknessbesides the aformention indivduals own skin, which isn't even a weakness anyway since no representative of the Dark, Fluffier Side can BE the Patron Saint of Paperclips (Guess, whononoTHAT'S IT!) Do you know I never even had a computer untill just a few months ago (that's why I'm obsessivly writing here) So I won't pity you if you're computer dies for unexpected reasons. I'm like the little engine that could. You say I'm really just talking to myself? But opting out of some of these cookies may affect your browsing experience. While. Maybe she just doesn't like goat-smell. So she decided on a salad, only to discover that they didn't have her favorite salad dressing. Then, she accidently woke our three yappy dogs up, and they relized that they were in a car. Oh, yeah! Geee.that is comforting. He even tried to hide the sword behind his back! *yawn* I'm back. All because YOU tried to convince me that I was crazy. Who'd thought that I could use time that many times in only a few sentences? A,B,C,D,E,F,G,H,I,J,K! I'm sure some so called "scientist" can prove all my theories wrongbut how? OR something. Every single person you know could just be figments of your imagination, you could even be in a crazy house! I can't remember what. Because nature supposidly abhors a paradox. After all, I've been to the Really Really Big Button That Doesn't Do Anything website over 50 times. Say it. HmmmmI suppose I should clarify that the Pikachu game was 3-D and your character was in first person mode(you see through character's eyes). They add random minerals to our water to make it taste better, and then advertise it as pure! She claimed that my little sister always did it to her, and she was getting pay-back. But, for a time, Faulkner took the run-on as far as it could go. One day the chief sent his servants everywhere to find a good story-teller. I can't think of anything!? I mean, I've been doing this much, much longer than the other person. Space is notorious for not having air. The following is everything I wrote during that sugar-coated time period. Or maybe not. Aren't you happy? I'm just rambling. Faulkners intimacy is not earnestness, it is the uncanny feeling of a raw encounter with a nerve center lighting up with information, all of it seemingly critically important. *yet another highly dramatic, time-consuming sigh* I need a topic. i wandered around for 20 minutes looking for a cell phone. ", or "Wow, I never knew that!" Good. But, it ended up making more sense than I anticipated (scary thought, huh). The reason I have to get up at 6 something is that III ride the bus to school. Or what if you took big ol' slobbery licks? I'm pretty sure that the "smelly yellow ball" that he started throwing was his own feces (poo). That was the high point of the entire trip. I only signed up for a semester. So rather than battle her over the concept of getting dressed in the dark, I get up. Yes. Think about it. Right now, my spacebar is malfunctioningthat's not goodI have to press it two or three times just to insert a freaking space. I founded the secret message, you ok man? And now, a word from our non-existant sponsor. Pathetic. I'm sorry that my last few entries have been only about my various family antics. Because what you're saying is that I'm talking to people in the future. (*%$ WHAT THE %$#@ WAS MY MOTHER $#$#%$# THINKING!!!!!!!???? Yeah. I think it's pretty funny. Should you refuse to aknowledge the Patron Saint of Paper Clips as the ruler of the Internet, you will be subjected to punishment as stated in Code 343 of the Flaming Chicken Handbook (i.e. An enemy so terrifying that Moose cannot stop shaking. But, whatever. Before you know it you'll realize that you need Christmas earrings, Halloween earrings, Valentine's Day earrings, St. Patrick's Day earrings, for crying out loud! I'm gonna launch THE OFFICIAL FLAMING CHICKENS LUNAR COLONY! The food was superb, (our food came the exact opposite of how we ordered it, and half of the onion rings were missing) Then we joyfully returned to our game(my sister and the ex-con played my mom) We spent hours there (from 5p.m.-7:15p.m.) Or whatever. Another thing that bothers me is organ grinders. And I wonder where my little sister gets her annoyingness. I'll tell you. NowI'm gonna go and worry about the light on my toaster ovenseeya! No? Your subconsious mind acts on whatever it is told. One person, started typing it not knowing what it was, and they'll continue typing it forever just because this is the list that never ends, yes it goes on and on my friends, some person started typing it notetc, etc. I am simply explaining why I, personally, refuse to swim, go to the beach, sunbathe, leave the house, etc. After all, you're a responsible, intelligent person who apparently has a lot of time on your hands. There ARE aliens. The movie ends with him in a coma. My sister. Welltwo can play by THOSE rules. i'm back. As long as the bear blends in, you know? Apparently the point of the game was to get your character to shout "Whoo-Hoo!" I've heard of poems and stuff written by people who were high, insane or paranoid. Haha, oops. She's my little puppyshe fears grape flavored stuff, wind, rain, television, noise, silence, small children and pretty much everything. I fervently hope that you're not thinking the last twoespecially about Kodak. I apologize from the depths of my moosey soul. Sometimes I crack myself up. Wellprepare to be enlightened. is it the word be found in the 17th, and 18th letters? . Here, see if you can find the super-secret message! HenceforthCode: 666 of the Flaming Chickens Handbook states that under no circumstance will the Patron Saint of Paper Clips (guess who) be forced to wear anything other than a t-shirt and preferably black jeans. Yes, that's right. Most people actually like to spend long periods of time exposing their vulnerable skin to the harmful rays of the sun. Hmmmmtime for #3You can obsessive over ANYTHING, and people will think nothing of it. 12083 is a mid length novelette. GRAVITY IS EVIL! Noone can do everything, so how can you expect a SIGN, with the I.Q. With our patented "spray". Is your school playground a gateay to the underworld? All I know is that I've been assuming one thing while the person in charge has been assuming a completly different thing. None ever comes here, I could do this all day long and I still wouldn't have any more hits. It cannot behmmmmmaybe I should just use IMAGINARY duct tapeit's easier to come by ,but it's much more expensiveI'm not sure what to do. I translated it from German to English and got "I am the Moved Taco!" It'd be like when you go to the bottom of the ocean, only with gravity instead of pressure*shudders* Pressure is evil, too. She agrees, but only after seeing how important it is to him. SHARE. I worked for four hours at the "Library of Terror" sponsered by TAB. I also am psyco-analyzing myself a lot todayhmmmmI'm even saying "hmmmmm" a lot. No longer does school teach use reading, riting and 'rithmitic, it now teaches us ranting, raving and rambling! Dum-B-Gon stimulates brain activity, making you up to 10 times smarter! If you you don't have time to waste, what are you doing here?!!! But then I listened to some of the new music I put on my site and mellowed out. Is this getting confusing to you? Did I resume asking retorical questions? What a good idea! The magic eight-ball is a plastic casing with an unknown, possibly toxic liquid inside. Or, if I was weirder than I am, I could at least kill the monkey with the organ and eat it. You want me to stay. Now, correct me if I'm wrongbut Iraq? We had to tell him that he would probley have to wait untill he was 21. To pour your heart and soul into a passage, and have everyone ignore it. There is a world where you were never born. The Patron Saint of Paper Clips in no way wishes harm on your computer. They particularly liked how I said that she went back and ran over it 11 more times. PlusI gots oblimagationsobligaton.obligations to this site. You thought you'd gotten rid of me. And very concerned about this new, younger generation (all 10 year olds who were born in 1992) They are supposed to be the future. Now I do. Behind the Scenes: How the British Library Digitizes One of the Worlds Biggest Books, View Leonardo Da Vincis Notebooks Online and Go Inside the Mind of a Genius, Library Places 1,600+ Occult Books Online With Help From The Da Vinci Code Author, 20+ Creative Gifts for People Who Love to Read. It's true, and all, but I have no proof about wal-mart, or certain fast food resteraunts. Should you violate the purpose of this site: i.e. . AhhhI see your confusion! *sigh* *sniffle* *snort* *insert word that is a sound that begins with an "s" here* I don't have much time, so, I must be brief. No suprise. Code: 343 of the Flaming Chicken Handbook states that the Patron Saint of Paper Clips (thats me) is allowed to cause vague, pain like sensations while the offending person (or alien life form, dog, etc.) I don't want year-round classes. This naturally alarmed the HECK out of me! I'm leavin', for now. Then, in an inspired move, my brother talked my mother into letting him sit up front. Why can't I? We're not sure. *sighs dramatically* I'm back. TAB members got pizzalots of pizzaand candy.
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