|baleen - 2011-08-18 |
You used to be the funniest man in the movies. Please, come back, come back....therrrre that a boy...
|Riskbreaker - 2011-08-19 |
Deep breathing that is, maybe it's time to cut the munchies Val.
It's not real.
Jet Bin Fever
It looks like someone inflated him. It must be all that inhaling.
|Abstract Fainter - 2011-08-19 |
This isn't the Madmartigan I know. Maybe Queen Bavmorda cast the curse of paunchycheeks on him.
|wtf japan - 2011-08-19 |
That's not the fucking Bible.
It's Mary Baker Eddy.
I don't know about that but I think Val's had too much Betty Crocker.
"For of all the strange and frantic and incomprehensible and uninterpretable books which the imagination of man has created, surely this one is the prize sample. It is written with a limitless confidence and complacency, and with a dash and stir and earnestness which often compel the effects of eloquence, even when the words do not seem to have any traceable meaning. There are plenty of people who imagine they understand the book; I know this, for I have talked with them; but in all cases they were people who also imagined that there were no such things as pain, sickness, and death, and no realities in the world; nothing actually existent but Mind. It seems to me to modify the value of their testimony.... they seem to know the volume by heart, and to revere it as they would a Bible-- another Bible, perhaps I ought to say. Plainly the book was written under the mental desolations of the Third Degree, and I feel sure that none but the membership of that Degree can discover meanings in it."
|chumbucket - 2011-08-19 |
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