Is AIDS the joke? Is it A joke? Who are you trying to impress with this shit?
Is AIDS the joke? Is it A joke? Who are you trying to impress with this shit?
Your mom!
Aw, man. You moved in with your girl, your cat is the kind that looks unhappy, and you've been drawing pictures. That's harsh, dude. I hope you pull through. I hope things look up for you. Our prayers are with you.
You do realise this is satire, right?
So to be clear, you didn't draw any of the characters, right? This is a sprite movie, same as if you used Mario or Sonic sprites, and the part you did was arranging them in Flash and adding some blood and stuff, right? I'm voting low because this isn't clearly indicated.
Ok.
Don't wait for life to get better, because it doesn't. Where you're at, that's it. There's no one waiting, and it won't help you to look. The world is a half-dead writhing corpse with little bacterial colonies thrusting their way in and out of total oblivion. It's a nightmare out there. There's no more for you, and that's that. Just settle in and don't ask to know more, and for fuck's sake, don't pay attention to the ladies. Because which ever one you've got your eye on, that's the one they get to. That's who they take. And there' no going back. And no unknowing, and it's all real and unremovable. Just stay where you are, get comfortable, and never leave. Never look out. Never reach, never lean, never seek out anything more, because it's not there. Everything there is, is already where you're at, and there's no going over. Unless you're already at the horrid orgy and you're not excluded and the jealous fit is thrown by the inconsequential you don't understand, in which case, you're on the good path. You were born with the right genes to complement what you do. Maybe you're made for this planet, and maybe you're not. But if you are, watch out those who aren't, because there's one who understands it better than you but doesn't have the convenience of friendship to carry him to where you go with your fleshy pleasure companions-- and if you're the outcast, then seek no further, for all that's to be found is for the Vitruvian and his smiling hedonistic pleasure sluts. There's nothing else. You're one or the other. It's good to know early.
APRIL FOOLS!
Biggs sure talks loud.
He's a loud talker.
Also, what IngramJ said.
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Want some stars?
Here, have 10. For the colors. It's got nice colors.
I love colors.
myeh...
David Firth does some cool things. I think the creepiest thing about this movie though is that it's a flash movie made about another flash author. It's a bit like a beaver gnawing away the wood of a tree in the same fashion as another beaver it thought to be an especially significant wood gnawer, as a sort of tribute to that significant wood gnawer. Or, in less beaver-oriented terms, if a professional football player dressed up like another player for a game or two. That'd be weird.
Anyhow, what about the part of David's life that involves following Devo around with a camcorder?
myeh myeh myeh. I hate devvo. I think he's a stupid twit and refuse to assosciate him with my even stupider movies. Myef.
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