Author Topic: The Call of Captain-thulhu (Read 169761 times)

Strolen · « **Reply #2825 on:** April 26, 2011, 03:02:18 AM »

I have two, they don't work that well or my were damaged in shipping. All I am able to summon are these annoying faeries that sing in a high pitched screech. Your common insect repellent will take care of them though...easy clean-up.

Pieh · « **Reply #2826 on:** April 29, 2011, 06:21:47 PM »

Limping in sin, the world-eater lifts his chin. How how many amongst you can say to have dined on the flesh of Gaia in such repulsive fashion? Aquatic dribble and bits of green earth mar his stubble chin. He glares into space, wishing he could see the sly grin upon his own face. No mirror can imagine an existence so large as to capture this monstrous purveyor of antiquity. For he who has seen the cosmos and spat them from his mouth in utter disgust, is he. A bitter mockery of a shining sun, now replaces a grandiose blaze; a spit upon to roast the fat planet. His merry chortles reach the ears of Man; and they disturb his humor for a call to arms. The Beasts That Crawl echo blood in the night. A jealous Moon, glances down, devoid of life, but not of hope, The Watcher's watch passes all.

When dawn breaks, all will shatter.

Strolen · « **Reply #2827 on:** June 02, 2011, 10:25:34 AM »

I am very hungry after reading that. Something spicy.

Ancient Gamer · « **Reply #2828 on:** August 08, 2011, 01:09:44 AM »

A hellish writeup coming up. It is a dirty job, but someone's gotta do it!

Scrasamax · « **Reply #2829 on:** August 23, 2011, 11:53:18 AM »

A jagged sound, a thing pulls itself up from the mud. It's skin is slimy and a vivid blue. I am poisonous! it proclaims through color alone.

Pieh · « **Reply #2830 on:** October 15, 2011, 06:52:12 AM »

Born to an art quite lucid, the fetid scalawag. Maroon and petite, like no other under His gaze. It lurches and staggers in the forsaken starlight. A bitter munchkin of no design. The siren's song of chirps and guttural emissions shocks the gray swamps into a uniform frenzy. To say a beast less mad would understand is, in itself, the truth. From behind a veil of opulent derisiveness awakens a slumbering kill. With a shriek or precision, the utmost form of evil dashes forth. Into a dark expanse of a monster's mind, it crawls. Feeding. Breathing. When, before it happens, from silence escapes a thought: Not if, but when?

Strolen · « **Reply #2831 on:** February 22, 2012, 02:23:45 PM »

Had to share this yet again. I laugh every time.

Punch the bear in the ass!

http://theoatmeal.com/comics/game_of_thrones

Scrasamax · « **Reply #2832 on:** February 23, 2012, 12:08:49 AM »

I went on bloody vacation!

I hate flying in bad weather, when the plane feels likes its falling out from under you is the worst! Still, not as bad as our flight home from last mardi gras, wife was pissed at her best friends and I was pretty sure I was going to die in a plane crash (bad weather, lots of turbulence)

We went on a swamp tour where I got to hold a baby alligator

daiquiris

chocolate waffles for breakfast
mimosas

Krewe of Aphrodite ladies only parade (they dont care about seein boobs, they all have them)
Awesome cars showed up, Viper SRT-10, Corvette ZR-1, fully blown Corvette Stingray, Mustang Cobra GT-500, Corvette Grand Sport

hypnotic haze daiquiri and red jello shooters in plastic syringes

moufelatta pizza and beer

watched a french movie filmed in Louisiana that my mother and sister were extras in
watched ancient aliens, where my friend build Giorgio Tsulakos a model mayan astronaut

rained

Saw Krewe of Terrenians and Krewe of Mardi Gras
doubled down on daiquiris. grand ma tried to steal beads out of truck

black forest chocolate king cake

the Tabasco factory on Avery island

piss drunk on wine with Dad
sunburnt because of getting piss drunk at lunchtime on monday

wooooo may yeah

Murometz · « **Reply #2833 on:** February 23, 2012, 10:42:25 AM »

so you're saying you had fun?

Strolen · « **Reply #2834 on:** February 23, 2012, 12:13:24 PM »

moufelatta?

How come I have never heard of this wonder?

Murometz · « **Reply #2835 on:** February 23, 2012, 12:18:16 PM »

muffaletta make me drool. Like Cthulhu

Pariah · « **Reply #2836 on:** April 17, 2012, 08:09:58 PM »

Pariah walks in wearing a black sweater and stars playing the bongo drums.
"Blood on the blacktop
An unhealed scar graces me
My bike lies broken."

Scrasamax · « **Reply #2837 on:** April 17, 2012, 10:41:52 PM »

Sunday I am going to attend a BBQ where Giorgio Tsoukalos is going to be present. There will be pics

Murometz · « **Reply #2838 on:** April 17, 2012, 10:46:29 PM »

Crazy-Hair FTW!

Scrasamax · « **Reply #2839 on:** April 18, 2012, 08:22:55 AM »

Aliens!!!

Dozus · « **Reply #2840 on:** April 18, 2012, 08:26:33 AM »

Do me a favor? Kindly punch him for his collaboration in popular media's watering-down of the word "history".

Murometz · « **Reply #2841 on:** April 18, 2012, 10:34:10 AM »

Quote

Do me a favor? Kindly punch him for his collaboration in popular media's watering-down of the word "history".

What??!!

1. You mean to tell me *people* built the pyramids?
2. That tiny unidentifiable Mayan statuette, circa 1500 bce, is *not* definitive proof of ancient astronauts?
3. The Dogon didnt immigrate from Sirius?

Don't be a hater lol

Dozus · « **Reply #2842 on:** April 19, 2012, 12:37:16 PM »

You hear about this fracking business? I'm alright with an eon of sorrow as horrors pour forth from inconceivable realms, so long as I can continue to fill up the Hummer three times a week. Drill baby drill!

Scrasamax · « **Reply #2843 on:** April 20, 2012, 08:16:33 AM »

Quote from: Dozus on April 19, 2012, 12:37:16 PM

You hear about this fracking business? I'm alright with an eon of sorrow as horrors pour forth from inconceivable realms, so long as I can continue to fill up the Hummer three times a week. Drill baby drill!

http://gaslandthemovie.com/

Hi thar, sry we turned ur water into plastic, or fire

Strolen · « **Reply #2844 on:** July 02, 2012, 12:09:11 PM »

Random picks.

Scrasamax · « **Reply #2845 on:** July 02, 2012, 12:37:08 PM »

Sending out a signal into the electronic cosmos: Calling Captain Penguin, do you copy?

Strolen · « **Reply #2846 on:** July 03, 2012, 12:10:13 AM »

Please say "over" when you are finished sending out signals to the electronic cosmos. Over.


Family Guy - Over

Strolen · « **Reply #2847 on:** July 07, 2012, 02:05:33 AM »

Guidelines adopted by director Chuck Jones in making Warner Bros.’ Road Runner-Wile E. Coyote cartoons, from Jones’ 1999 memoir Chuck Amuck:

The Road Runner cannot harm the Coyote except by going “beep-beep!”
No outside force can harm the Coyote — only his own ineptitude or the failure of the Acme products.
The Coyote could stop anytime — if he were not a fanatic. (Repeat: “A fanatic is one who redoubles his effort when he has forgotten his aim.” — George Santayana)
No dialogue ever, except “beep-beep!”
The Road Runner must stay on the road — otherwise, logically, he would not be called road runner.
All action must be confined to the natural environment of the two characters — the southwest American desert.
All materials, tools, weapons, or mechanical conveniences must be obtained from the Acme Corporation.
Whenever possible, make gravity the Coyote’s greatest enemy.
The Coyote is always more humiliated than harmed by his failures.

Scrasamax · « **Reply #2848 on:** July 07, 2012, 09:57:03 AM »

Quote from: Strolen on July 07, 2012, 02:05:33 AM

Guidelines adopted by director Chuck Jones in making Warner Bros.’ Road Runner-Wile E. Coyote cartoons, from Jones’ 1999 memoir Chuck Amuck:
The Road Runner cannot harm the Coyote except by going “beep-beep!”
No outside force can harm the Coyote — only his own ineptitude or the failure of the Acme products.
The Coyote could stop anytime — if he were not a fanatic. (Repeat: “A fanatic is one who redoubles his effort when he has forgotten his aim.” — George Santayana)
No dialogue ever, except “beep-beep!”
The Road Runner must stay on the road — otherwise, logically, he would not be called road runner.
All action must be confined to the natural environment of the two characters — the southwest American desert.
All materials, tools, weapons, or mechanical conveniences must be obtained from the Acme Corporation.
Whenever possible, make gravity the Coyote’s greatest enemy.
The Coyote is always more humiliated than harmed by his failures.

I love Wile E. Coyote

MysticMoon · « **Reply #2849 on:** July 07, 2012, 10:34:15 AM »

And yet, in spite of all those limitations (or maybe because of?), those two were frickin' funny. Why is cartoon violence so hilarious?