Warning: Attempting Madness, Full Force!!!!

[Ransac]

That's right. I've had a rough day, and now it's time to let a lot of steam loose.



AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH



CHICKENS!!!!!! CHICKENS!!!!!! EVERYWHERE!!!!!!!!! DON'T STOP THE MUSHROOMS!!!!!!!!!!!


Where's my burrito?


Homework? What homework? You didn't teach me anything ANYWAY!!!!!!!!!



YOU BROKE MY BANANA!!!!!!!

Stop looking at the way I blink.


My slinky is better than yours.

Would you please SHUT THE HELL UP!!!!!!!!

Why you go and play hide-and-go-*$&%-yourself.

GSU vs SSU Footbal score: 69-6

WHO WANTS THE CHEESE!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!!



*Ransac pauses to catch the mayonnaise.*

Eat lead, PAPER!!!!!!!!!!!!!


To be or *zzz*

Whine and cheese. Whine and cheese.



GOOGLEBLAH!!!!!!!!!



To be continued on another bad day.


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[maraud234]

Damn Penguins stay out of my head!

Stop looking at me!

Greasy food makes me poop!

I don't want to trip and fall down!

If that clown comes over here, I swear........

IRS go to hell!

 

[Gerode]

You may find the following websites to be effective at relieving your stress:

http://www.urban75.com/Mag/bubble.html

http://www.virtualstapler.com

http://www.superbad.com

 

[Dementia]

Rats...the rats jumped over the freezin spagetti.

Spagetti...the spagetti got caught in the dryer.

The Dryer...the dryer jumped off the cliff.

The cliff....Cliff oinked your mom just like I did!!!

Curtains farted on my clouds that leaped over the carpart to get into the book and make a splash into the land of the peach cobbler pies!!!!

NO MORE WIRE STRANGERS!!!!! NO MORE WIRE RANGERS!!!!! NO MORE IRON HANGERS!!!!

Step....step....step to the fingers.......finger the steps. Walk up the flight of mothers.....mother your trucker....trucker trucker loves the biscuits.....biszits.....zits zits pop the Quick.....quick the Ritz.

Dip the Ritz in Quick. Quick the ditz. Ditz the random fits in the gitz

Ralph....Ralph and chili....chili with mustard.....mustard gas masks riders on the ranger ilvec ed the web master bater lord bater vador invador out the door way to hell o bess y

Flowers and flours go to the store to buy some fruit and walk into a bar and buy candy rubies to stick in the light socket.

 

[MrXarvox]

I seen it I swear, theez buggrz jump up an fling th' sandals!
An' seen sanduls well theez wuz no ordinary sanduls, they wuz like alyin sanduls er sumpthin. Cuz they flyd like i aint never seen no sanduls fly. they all throwin flyin stuff an i thought they wuz crayzee so ah threw em back an yelld at em go **** yerselfs ya alyinz, and they wuz talkin' trash at me an ah thawt to m'self, theez aint no alyins, alyins dont talk trash like dat speshully when theyz over there no over heer probin some poor sole. So ah walkd over t them alyinz and told em they was just guyz in soots.

caffeine or sleep? c or s.

backward to forward.

the letter "O" is *bscene!!!

 

[Thallid Ice Cream Man]

[begin CPA-insanity, episode 1]

Yesterday, I sat down to eat a sandwich. It was a nice sandwich, with olives and pimentoes and Pintos and ears and snails and toejam and broken car parts and un-broken car parts and Hoipa and bread and moolah and dinero and money and dough and nice long shorts. My foster mailman made it for me, and cut it horizontally, vertically, diagonally, firstly, primarily, secondly, finally, lastly, verbally, adverbally, nounally, adjectiveally, and, eventually, eventually.
I picked the pieces up with my Handy-Dandy Household Crane™ (available at The Sharper Image, for $4995.27 or a human nipple). Then I opened my mouth and tried to chomp down, only to-

But first, breaking news.
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.
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I AM NOT WEARING ANY ANTS! WHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
*regains composure*
Thank you. Now back to your regularly scheduled rant.

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.
.

Anyway, I was just about to chomp down on the sandwich, when suddenly, I was attacked by a big giant BEEP.
Naturally, this was cause for alarm, but I like the word Klaxxon better.


KKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK
LLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
NNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN
????????????????????????????

OH YEAH!
Thank you Duluth!

ARE YOU READY TO SOCK?
(crickets scream wildly)



I SAID, ARE YOU READY TO TOCK?
Me: No.
Me: Oh, by the way people, I should warn you that I have multiple personalities who each have things to say and their own style. Have a nice day!
Me: .oN
Me: uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhnh.
Me: A lesson to you all: Don't fall asleep on the shift key.
Me: Shut up Istanbul, I mean Constantinopile, I mean me.
Groucho Marx: And now, on with the opera!


The BEEP tried to BEEP my BEEP and BEEP BEEP the BEEP BEEP-ing BEEP rooster.
But after I got used to the situation, I decided that I wouldn't lose my cool. Of course, this is easy in Alaska. But never in a Baked Alaska, as Plato has shown us.
No, I didn't get rattled, not me, I just sat there and gave him my leg. Then the BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP burped, and recited a po-em:

O how lovely are thy nails,
rusty'nd'iron as can be
when you dress in schooner's sails,
and sleep with the wine-dark sea.

BEEP: I won't say it again... GET AWAY FROM SEA! He's my brother!
thou: he's my brother too! and he's carrying my baby! Nyah!


NYAH
H****N ****
A****Y ****
Y****A ****
N****H **** = the world, the universe, the tomato
NYAH

BEEP: But he's a goat!
thou: No, he's a toag! TO-AG! TO-AG! TO-AG! TO-AG!


TO BE CONTINUED...

P.S: I like wundindlinygs better. At least that had a plot.
S.P: Well, this has a plot too -- a plot of land! HAAH HAAH HAAH HAAH
S.S. Titanic: That's not butter! I can't believe it's not butter.
[/end CPA-insanity episode 1]

 

[maraud234]

I wrote a song(not really) just for such an occasion.

*clears throat*

I've got two legs from my hips to the ground,
and when I move them, they walk a-round,
and when I raise them, they climb the stairs,
and, when I shave them, they ain't got hairs.

Thank you for the peaches mildred, I'm sure the war will be won because of your efforts.

Running uphill is like running downhill, only spoink!

I can manipulate time, by looking at a clock for long periods of time.

Now for an interview with the superhero-Sir Physco Sexy

Q- Can you jump tall buildings and stuff?
A- Sure, I do that all the time.

Q- Do you have the power to destroy the world?
A- I sure hope not, that's where I keep all my stuff.

Q- Are you invincible?
A- Sure, balls made of steel and everything, just don't go kicking me in the nuts though.

hiopa

hiopa, hiopa, hiopa, hiopa

HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPPP
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

What does it mean? Figure it out penguin.

 

[Ransac]

RRRAAAAARRRRGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!


DON'T STOMP ON MY PARAKEET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I don't remember that! Hit me on the head with a hammer again.



SHUST-TU-LOO-KOO-DOO-POO-SOO!!!!!!!!


Why did the lima bean cross the road? Because it was lonely.


Four score and..............triplets.

YOU MADE ME BREAK MY BANANA!!!!!!!!


This is a dead parrot.


.____......____.
IsaveI.....IhelpI
I.me.I.....I.us.I
I.......I.....I......I
I.......I.....I......I
I.......I.....I......I


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Cateran Emperor]

*unleashes built up rage*

ARALAKAH NARUM FORTAMLIO CROMNATUH ERATUPH SOMUNARAK NATHALASANARA QWEUMENT DAYUS SORNA EDITHARAK CATERAN RAKATHAS NATHROLIGHCAL GAATORTH!

If you didn't understand that, be thankful. You haven't hit the final stage of grief yet - insane primal fury. It's not an easy thing to live with

 

[Ransac]

That's it, CE. Let it all out.


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Ransac]

RRRRRAAAAAARRrRRGGGGGHHHHHH!!!!!!!


No NO!!!!!! NO Spears for the talking


When will the gas begin?

I tried to talk back once......ONCE!!!!!!


The antichrist is Lays brand potato chips.


When will the dogs be put back



GRAMMInA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA


Shaka-zulu in the house.


Ransac, cpa trash man

 

[Cateran Emperor]

RAHHHH! SPIDER MONKEYS ARE THE DEVIL'S WORK!!!!!!!

I summon the Wrath of Hylapterous Lemur on all of you! Feel the fury of small furry things!

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

(hrmm, so this is how Kefka felt when he went nuts...)

 

[MrXarvox]

poor poor pippy fibbety-what, the mouse went painfully up his

butter tastes good on bread. sometimes when the bread is moldy I still eat it for penicillin value, after all, it might kill my liver fluke!
I wrote a poem about him:

Ode to my Liver Fluke

Whence I drank, and there was not a speck in the glass
So I figured, I shan't get a pain in the Oink
From drinking this here from the river so near
Though I knew bout the dumping I had no fear
So I guzzled the clear liquid down to a drop
And thought nothing of it, for I am a fop.
Next morning I woke with a painful surprise
My skin was all yellow and so were my eyes
And my liver was burning, Oh lovely it was
For to know that a flatworm had chose me because
I drank the right drop of his green river clime
And now I've a pet, in my liver, all mine!

And THERE WAS NO REWARD FOR ALL MY FREAKIN EFFORT!

 

[CAMDEX]

PEANUT BUTTER EVERYWHERE!

MAKE IT GO AWAY!
AHHHHHHHH!

HELP! MAKE THE BAD MONKEY-BIRDS FLY AWAY!

I WANT MY MOMMY...OHMYGODNOOOOOOOOOOOO!


AN ENTIRE WORLD FULL OF BARNEYS! AND TELETUBBIES!

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

*convulses on floor foaming at the mouth*

 

[MrXarvox]

sorry, you'll have to get a new one.

Now, I have said it over and over and no one has listened to me.
In fact, I don't think they even noticed it when it was placed, very very BOLD and ITALIC all over the place.

No rest for the wicker!!!!

What did he say?

I was spelling "Spam", but I spelled it wrong and it came out spelled like "SATAN". Coincidence? No way.

not that.

What then.

Eight (8).

NEVER!!!!!!!

It is truly a pity when the last bastion of your sanity is the flow of neurotransmitter chemicals.

YOu cannot see the truth about four (4) and eight (8). That is what I said before but you missed all but the last word.