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• i think the mere fact that that i am still here on the earth after OVER 20 years is an achievement in and of itself. ive done a bunch of other stuffs too...
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• Jan 2001 (tho i liked pokemon b4 dat)
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• Cowboy Bebop, all Gundam, Evangelion, stuff by Mokoto Shinkai, Saikano, Midori No Hibi and many many many more
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• anime-what else?
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• i am the luckiest bastard alive. i am l337. and i am quite artistic. i have magic fingers.
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Wednesday, March 16, 2005
ANNOUNCER: Meanwhile in a small english village, a young student is typing furiously at his computer
Todays Episode: SEARCH FOR THE MISSING HUMOUR.
Darke: *typing*
Mr.P: *knocks*
Darke: come in.
Mr.P: I am in.
Darke: How dare you enter my site!
Mr.P: that was the only way I could get in!
Darke: Enough! Why can't I see you?
Mr.P: Im hiding in the piano as a piano string.
Darke: Which string are you?
Mr.P: I think im a G-string.
Darke: So thats why I cant see you!
Mr.P: seriously, Im not sure what string I am so you will have to play a scale.
Darke: *presses a key* Doh?
Mr.P: No.
Darke *presses next key* Re?
Mr.P: No.
Darke: *Presses next key* Mi?
Mr.P: Mi, thats ME!
*gets out of piano*
Darke: Good Heavens, youre three feet taller than you used to be. What happened?
Mr.P: Some swine sent in a piano tuner. Anyway, what do you need me for?
Darke: I seem to be missing humour from my site. I need to to find some for me at the risk of shortchanging yourself.
Mr.P: I'll have you know Sir that I am a Patriotic English Gentleman!
Darke: Which means?
Mr.P: Which means Ill only do it for money.
Darke: Fine, here's a photograph of a ten pound note.
Mr.P: Wait. How do I know this isn't a forgery?
Darke: Heres a life size oil-painting of me holding the tenner up to a light so you can see the watermark.
Mr.P: but this painting shows you clean shaven!
Darke: I was wearing an invisible beard!
Mr.P: Great scott. You chinese think of everything.
Darke: But im not chinese!
Mr.P: then you must have forgotten something. you should be more careful. give me the money.
*ker-ching*
Darke:will you find humour for todays post?
Mr.P: Well personally im not sure if your audience will appreciate british humour.
Darke: I'll take it.
Mr.P: then that will be twenty pounds.
Darke: Here's a recording of a blank cheque.
*white noise*
Darke: fill in the label for any amount you like.
Mr.P: Ta. and here is your code.
Darke: I will post now.
Darke: Hang a sec. You sold me a picture I drew.
Mr.P: well we are one and the same person.
Darke: true. you must get out of here now. Photograph this photograph of secret plans, record them on tape, swallow them, raise your right leg and leave the country.
Mr.P: whats that got to do with things?
Darke: I don't know, im being random today. My muse must be back. Quick stop her before she gets away.
*screech of tyres, sound of car moving away.*
Darke: damn she got away on a recording of a car. Mr.P, follow that car!
Mr.P: okay. *walks off*
Darke: I had better follow him.
*sound of footsteps fading away*
Darke: Hmm. Id better follow my feet as well. Hup!
*sound of darke bouncing away*
remember. its all in the mind dear readers. its all in the mind...it says here in small print.
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