Can you name the origins of these quotes?
1. (Sung) This feeling's like no other... I want you to know!
2. As... you... wish...
3. "You broke my glasses!" "You broke my brush."
4. (Sung) 'Cause I don't know why on earth you would take your two cents' worth and stick them in your girly shoes...
5. You! Are! A! Toy!
6. Leave the poor .exe file alone!
7. Run, run, as fast as you can, you can't catch me, I'm...
8. I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request.
9. (Sung) But
A lot of you may remember Dr. Bionicle's song-game-questionnaire.
Well, seeing as that game is tons of fun and only requires shuffling a playlist and clicking the "skip" button nineteen times, I decided to try adding to the fun by writing a few more questions for it. Whether they're good or not, I haven't the slightest clue, but I'm just going to put them here and you can do whatever you want with them. All credit for inspiration goes to Dr. Bionicle, because it's his birthday, and because he
This isn't actually a poll for whether or not you like polls; although if you wanted it to be, I'm sure you could, I mean, you members have an awful lot of power over your comments, so if you chose to state "yes," "no," or even "I prefer barber poles," there's nothing even I with my almightily powerful, um, Scanjet 2100C scanner can possibly do to stop you.
The point of this entry (I've really got to work on this "getting to the point" thing) was, I was just wondering whether you voted in th
This morning I woke up and groggily pushed myself to sitting position. I pried open my eyes just in time to see a UFO fly up to my window, pull Fuzzy McMeep into the ship with a teleportation beam, and fly off. I ran to the window and attempted to jump out and fly after it, but bonked my nose against the glass and fell to the carpet.
I stumbled downstairs, muttering about rude aliens and stupid windows, and poured myself a bowl of Rice Squares cereal. Lifting my spoon, I stared deeply into i
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I edited the grammar, spelling, and wording a bit, but other than that, this is the completely unedited used-to-be chainmail...
The Boyfriend/Girlfriend Test!
This is no joke. Do not just skip this. Do what it says! For your life's sake!
Read this now or forever regret your missed chance.
This is not just your ordinary (used-to-be) chain letter. Simply memorize it and repeat it to someone! Every person you repeat it to brings you more good luck! If you repeat it to no one, you won
Lyichir recently pointed out to me that my blog was approximately the size of fifty-three Tahtorahk stacked on top of a skyscraper. To reduce the size by a few Tahtorahk, I moved all the previous facts to their very own page, then put the latest facts in the content block.
Now the arrangement in the content block is different. Instead of having each fact begin with "little-known member fact," I removed that and sorted them by member name. That should make it easier for you to find facts, and
There's something extremely stange going on in the BZPower forums. As our Vahi spin innocently beside our proto bars, informing the world of our one-yearness, they are inexplicably replaced by a spiky, yellow, glowing mask. This new mask looks entirely different from our treasured Vahi, and no doubt contains far less impressive and effective powers.
Our suspicion is a malicious being is creeping from profile to profile, watching and waiting, then making the swap when everyone's looking away.
It would be great if my brother were a huge, hulking suit of armor with glowing red eyes and followed me everywhere. Definitely very impressive-looking.
I have a question regarding a movie:
1. In Pirates of the Caribbean 2, why was the monkey still undead?
P.S. Today I seem to be low on blogging ideas. If you can't think of anything to say to this, it's okay! I can't either!
RIGHTS FOR CHINCHILLAS
As Tohu flew down the street
A person he happened to meet
Stared at him and said,
"Hey look, here's a head!
And it doesn't have any feet!"
Tohu's eyes glowed red with delight
He beamed and said, "Sir, you are right!
Here, have an orange
It's healthy and sure to prevent you from catching the common cold, plus it's a great source of vitamin C. The fruit typically has 11 individual pieces inside, and oranges originated in southeast Asia, in either India, Vietnam or southern China..
I can't use it for my fishies?
P.S. Blog entries always take longer to start when the "add entry" button decides to play peekaboo.
P.S.S. I can send PMs again! Wait... why is everyone running away? Come back!
Due to the marauding IPS Driver Errors, I am now temporarily prevented from replying to all PMs. I also can't save them without giving reason for attack, so the amount of drafted blog entries containing unsent PMs is only going to increase. Oh, IPS Driver Errors, despite thy inspiration, thou is cause for much grief!
On another note, there's a mini Carapar and a wingless Hahli in one of the Mahri playsets, but we don't have the catalog yet and one of my favorite topics is gone forever. Goodby
As I was pacing around the kitchen, eating crackers and wondering how to eat my orange without biting the peel, it suddenly occurred to me that I'm not a boy. As I pondered that thought, I also wondered what a day might be like for someone of the same height, age, and personality as me, but of the opposite gender. Then I scrapped the idea of the personality and height. So, let's go with a life in the day of some unfortunate fifteen-year-old boy...
Well, this morning I, you know, woke m
Once upon a time there was a Matoran named Kopeke who lived in an ice cube. He has very little room to move in the ice cube, and furniture was out of the question. So he moved to a normal hut and was just like everyone else.
See, SZ, I told you I'd write a secret message.
Stop your throwing, men, now halt
And you, let go of that catapult!
Rumor whispers in and out
Of pirates lurking hereabout...
Hide your convoys and shine your sword
Veterans of this fruit-loop war!
Our banana katanas whistle through air
Duck and don't complain it's unfair
The katana comes down and you head for the trees
"Pirates!" you shriek, falling to your knees...
But your ammunition is gone.
We lack Vitamin D.
And we're coming for y
Now honestly, being the coolest ice Toa since cubed ice, Kopaka's got just everything. He's got the gleaming sword, the protectively strong shield, the telescopic lense, and the warm friendliness of an icicle about to fall on your head. He stalks through his frigid kingdom, nodding slightly in approval at beaming good Matoran and glowering at unfortunate bad Matoran as they wilt beneath his glacial gaze. No one can see through the cold, metallic protodermis armor to the Kopaka inside. No one can
Arg wu, sentificate? Kosticated intersord, wentora yate paravillintiniay...
I mean... *cough* what I meant to say was: my Premier Membership is going to expire on June 6th. My brother and I walked to the mailbox today and sent the precious letter for renewal, but I'm going to be unemboldened for, at most, a week.
This is important to you because I currently have 691 messages in my inbox, and a non-Premier inbox holds only 200 messages.
Once my Premier Membership expires, I will have to
Last night, I crept downstairs for reasons unknown. Perhaps I felt the voice calling to me through my dreams. Perhaps the light brushed my face and awoke me. Perhaps I just woke up.
But no matter. I was descending the staircase.
I reached the landing and stepped slowly through the living room. The air was clean and humid, like after a rain, and it chilled my skin. I froze, knowing it wasn't right. It doesn't usually rain in our living room.
I glanced around, but could make out nothing
Lady Kopaka is entering a name contest, where she is required to send in a possible name for a Guild Wars character: an evil bad guy boss. However, she can't decide on what name to enter, so she would like your opinion.
Kor Vale The Silencer
Does "Kor Vale" sound evil enough? Should the Vale be dropped? Is the name too short in comparison to the title, or too long? Any other suggestions?
Your opinion matters. It could win her the contest.
My mom just got home *gasp* from the store *gasp* and she had been buying stuff *gasp* like food *gasp* and she came upstairs *gasp* and handed me *gasp* a beautifully shiny plastic-wrapped *gasp* Muppet Treasure Island on DVD!
What? You thought maybe I was referring to something else?