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I stabbed you with a fork. On the fork the words "Property of Mental Health Dept" | 4 | 16.00% | |
You have Cancer. Lots of people die of cancer. You are just one of them. Get over it. | 1 | 4.00% | |
The gas leaked -then you did. Very unbecoming. | 1 | 4.00% | |
Why do you jaywalk? You leave very big dents on cars. | 2 | 8.00% | |
There are X's over your eyes and your mouth is sewn shut. You smell too much for me to answer. | 3 | 12.00% | |
Blam! Blam!BLAM! Why did you need that 3 dollars in your wallet? Should I say more? | 1 | 4.00% | |
You were homeless. You made a nest in a "Tunnel". A Drcomputer rerouted the sewage. | 1 | 4.00% | |
Turbo, from American Gladiators thought you had a nice tight earhole. | 4 | 16.00% | |
Dude, you confused Alcoholics Anonymous with Cannibals Anonymous. Last time you make that mistake. | 3 | 12.00% | |
Morrison, Hendrix and someone not as great -You -drown in your own vomit | 5 | 20.00% | |
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02-16-2007, 07:42 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Am I Dead?
This is a poll that is really hard to answer. Sometimes I think that you are all ghosts living in a quantum state known as subdeath.
I am using scatomancy to discover the truth. The truth is Murky. And that! -Is why I created this thread... I am consulting the spirit world. Wat'd'ya'dink? Last edited by Astrocloud; 02-16-2007 at 08:28 PM.. Reason: It's not me, You are dead. :x |
02-16-2007, 08:27 PM | #5 (permalink) |
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Some mornings its just not worth gnawing through the leather straps.
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02-17-2007, 06:47 AM | #8 (permalink) |
comfortably numb...
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your brain on drugs:
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02-17-2007, 10:39 AM | #11 (permalink) |
still, wondering.
Location: South Minneapolis, somewhere near the gorgeous gorge
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If we're all really ghosts in a state of sub-death, there's nothing to worry about. OR IS THERE?
E. coli fight with each other all the time, so I hope you're using rubber gloves in your research! (I like the pretty colors, too, up!)
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02-20-2007, 05:59 PM | #14 (permalink) |
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I call it "The Oracle"
So if I'm going to visit the Oracle -you know what I'm talking about. The nature of SubDeath has been revealed to me. Subdeath is the Root. Here is an image of your bloom: We go through this existence, Like Roots for the Bloom, Our death is our substance, Our flower our Tomb. |
02-23-2007, 08:51 PM | #18 (permalink) | |
see the links to my music?
Location: Beautiful British Columbia
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man.....am i ever glad you showed up again Astro.........great post .....even if you are dead. |
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02-25-2007, 08:09 PM | #22 (permalink) |
still, wondering.
Location: South Minneapolis, somewhere near the gorgeous gorge
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Since the clean-up comes after, the two big things must be the hearse and the garbage-truck. Name three of the many little things, and this should be easy.
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02-26-2007, 08:11 AM | #26 (permalink) |
still, wondering.
Location: South Minneapolis, somewhere near the gorgeous gorge
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Very well, if you must. Wait, isn't that what they call the strange male elephant heat? Fearful, now, of this state of sub-death I exist in, I submit: Very well, if you need to. (I thought the oracle gave the answers.)
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02-26-2007, 09:06 AM | #27 (permalink) | |
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02-26-2007, 09:36 AM | #28 (permalink) |
still, wondering.
Location: South Minneapolis, somewhere near the gorgeous gorge
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I was afraid of that. Composed mostly of water I had no idea, since the oracle is made of (virtual)-granite. Oh...the tool! Porcelain!
the quality of mercy is not strained, uber-dead.
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02-26-2007, 01:31 PM | #30 (permalink) |
still, wondering.
Location: South Minneapolis, somewhere near the gorgeous gorge
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Since oracles have no plumbing, confusion reigned. Granite, porcelain, a hole in the ground with strainers? What dost thou above sub-death want with us anyway?
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02-28-2007, 08:26 PM | #31 (permalink) | ||
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03-01-2007, 05:46 AM | #32 (permalink) |
still, wondering.
Location: South Minneapolis, somewhere near the gorgeous gorge
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Confusion reigning, this quantum unit mistook that which wasn't freely given.
If the oracle's unclogged, the little things? (Why does this remind me of after-hours at camp?)
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03-14-2007, 08:20 PM | #35 (permalink) |
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Your not the first to be disappointed by the readings of the toilet. Elvis's wife Pressilla was often disappointed.
There are certain moments when your heart stops beating. Each of these moments is a "near death" experience. Many of them are quite pleasurable -like an orgasm (called a "little death" or petite mort by the French). A more common death like occurance happens when we are moving our bowels. It's one of the reason that Elvis died the way he did. His heart stopped beating mid bowel movement and never started again. Some say that his final grunt was somewhat musical... Nevertheless, I had a near death experience when I was on the toilet. I was pushing hard and the loaf must have been the size of a softball or a baby's head. It was halfway out when I became aware of a distant light beyond my bathroom ceiling. I made the mistake of focusing on that for a moment and I fell forward. My head hit my bathtub and I remember that I my awareness was still on the light. I looked down and I saw my body beneath me. So I floated there for a moment or so and I heard a voice. "What about the others..." I thought about my wife and my baby girl. I thought about my friends, my fellow tfpers and all the little ones that depend on me. -No, I wouldn't flush this life just yet. Bam, just like that I was back in my body. I had quite a bloody fecal mess to clean up. |
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