Scorpia

fixed it for you. you had spaces between the youtube tags and the video ID, that makes the video not show up.

my parents beat me until i said "Mommy" for the first time at the age of half a year...then they spoke to me in stupid "Baby talk" until i figured out that they were doing that to be cute, not so i would come out sounding mentally handicapped. man, that was an awkward 17 years... i thought "bababooee" meant "cake" for awhile... Edit: but wait, what do you want me to do?

keep that pose! i- i have to draw you...

i've been smokin' hopin' they wouldn't think i was trying to be hardcore their insults coming in multiples of four i could comeback with jokes about their intellect but they'd hurt me in ways i would regret (punch, punch) if i wanted friends whom do i call? i would join steam and chat with y'all served.

Banned because i would be flattered.

i'll let someone else respond to whoever's next post.

ohh, i could've trolled you so bad in response, but i chose not to.

listening to some system of a down for some reason, i'm also thinking of annoying my sister by playing a mosquito tone (very highly pitched sound, they're awesome.) and the best thing is is since i'm a couple years older than her the tone frequency that she can hear, i cannot! lmao

yea, i be trollin, Bro.

dude. that is the smartest thing i have ever heard anyone say in my goddamn life. O.O

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Banned because i probably made it about 5 times easier by sharing my irl name and location huh? XD double banned because i can stalk you too.

I've been living in the giant stone crater for 3 days now. hey, what does explosive site mean? and what's a Quarry?

Banned because i'm willing to bet that you found my Facebook. XD

Banned because with the District attorney gone i can be free to let go whenever i want to! muwahahaha. what? what is it you do over your weekend?

Banned because he didn't encourage me, but he is helping me build up a case against the district attorney for destruction of property and grand theft auto. i don't own a freaking truck, damn it!

the next post has to be in the form of a Billy Mays commercial.

Banned because is it alright if that letting go involves you ramming a truck into a McDonalds?

yea, plus who can actually sit through one of these things?

Hey ABG, i'm not watching that...no, just- i refus- dude i said i don't want to, quit insisting. LOOK i was nice before but you're getting on my nerv- Nick! seriously i'm not watching a 10 hour long video! i know, but- i'm not being a bitch, jus- why would you even say that shit? that's going too far. oh yea, i know. i know i'd be a champion if i actually did it. quit romanticizing it. yes you are! now you're just being difficult! whatever you say, SUV! yes, that was a play on your last name, could you do better? still though, i'm not watching it- anyway i made it to 2 minutes, you're happy? no, no, i'm out, i'm not finishing it.

yes, i do. quite often in fact. for me just imagining what death is like is terrifying, everything that you know just suddenly being over? that's scary. like trying to grasp the idea of what nothing is. nothing is nothing, no black, no white, the human brain can't comprehend what true nothing is. now i'm speaking from a stance of a non-religious man, so please don't take my viewpoint into offence. okay, there is a part of me that does want god to exist, my Christian upbringing along with many unexplained things that...i just can't bring myself to settle with the conclusion that god does not exist. for me, that's some sort of sign. now, what follows is my imaginings of what death is like for a man going to heaven. you just finished your last three breaths. immediately you wake up in an environment straight out of a Tool music video, or maybe something like the movie "Lovely Bones", this is Purgatory. you meet god, he looks just like you. now his personality is what's important because if his personality is sort of hostile than he already judged you, and you fail. but if he's acting like the kindest thing you've ever seen, like one who would give a stranger a hug, than you can breathe, you're in the clear. anyway, you've got so many questions to ask him, but you've forgot them. in fact, you can't really remember anything, you don't even remember talking about your sins with the man. god does this because he doesn't want you to grieve those you've left while living it up in heaven. you don't know it, but this entire process took 20 years, what felt like a 10 minute encounter actually took decades. then you ascend you feel weightless, your body feels amazing, and you're extremely happy and you don't need any sort of reason. i do have a personal Heaven, but i'm not going to share that. i'd like to keep that to myself. you probably expect me to tell you what i imagine what death is like for a man who's going to Hell. truth is, i haven't really thought about it. i'm not really worried about going there. anyway, as always, this ended up a little longer than intended, but i was on a roll. any questions? i'll answer them. i'm very open to my beliefs.

never had Brie in my life...always American, mozzarella, cheddar, etc. :/ P.S: Google chrome's spell checker is prejudiced. it suggests Capitalizing nearly every country except the word America(n)...what the fuck?