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What makes me giggle like a little monkey is when you are on the internet and you comment on something and when the author is offended and replies but mispells their words.
I commented on a flash submission a couple hours ago, him thinking that it was ABSOLUTELY hysterical about 9/11 and all that, and when he replied back "i hope u fucking die BOTCH". Botch, huh? That really sets the mood to a more comical sort than what was meant to be implied.
I'm not mad or anything, I just find it hysterical to think that he can say "Fuck you" and think that he won't pay for the consequences for the absolute hilarity that one can be so incredibly immature and just too damn stupid for their own good.
Please do comment if you have something to share along those lines, and I give you my word that there will be no bashing for grammatical mistakes.
*Update*
Wow, when I said comment I wasn't intending you to bash me. Seriously? All you want to do is yell and scream at me like a child in a tantrum? And even wishing death upon me is really the cherry on top. You sound more foolish when you behave that way.
Who here loves the show on SciFi called "Eureka"? I love that show, it's funny, it's smart and has a wonderful cast. For those who don't know what it's about, here's a synopsis:
"As World War II came to a close with mushroom clouds over Hiroshima and Nagasaki, the impact that science and technology would have on the continued security of our world became catastrophically apparent. America nearly lost the race to build the atomic bomb; it could not risk such a close call again.
With the help of Albert Einstein and other trusted advisors, President Harry S. Truman commissioned a top-secret residential development in a remote area of the Pacific Northwest, one that would serve to protect and nurture America's most valuable intellectual resources. There our nation's greatest thinkers, the über-geniuses working on the next era of scientific achievement, would be able to live and work in a supportive environment.
The best architects and planners were commissioned to design a welcoming place for these superlative geniuses to reside, an area that would offer the best education for their children, the best healthcare, the best amenities and quality of life. A community was created to rival the most idyllic of America's small towns - with one major difference: this town would never appear on any maps. At least, none that haven't been classified "eyes only" by the Pentagon.
Thus, the town of Eureka was born. But for all its familiar, small-town trappings, things in this secret hamlet are anything but ordinary. The stereotype of the absent-minded professor exists for a reason, and most of the quantum leaps in science and technology during the past 50 years were produced by Eureka's elite researchers. Unfortunately, scientific exploration is rarely what one expects, and years of experiments gone awry have yielded some peculiar by-products.
From unrequited love to professional jealousy, from addiction to depression, the problems of Eureka's townsfolk stem from life's myriad of everyday challenges. But with the population's unique talents, troubled psyches and limitless resources, these small-town concerns have a way of becoming big-time problems. It is at that intersection, where human frailty and super-science collide, that Eureka begins..."
Check out the show on SciFi or on any other website, guys and gals! Trust me on this, it's very entertaining.

People who say "so and so is my worst enemy" are blind. Our true worst enemy is ourselves. We know our innermost secrets, we know just what to say to get ourselves into a particular mood, everything. We are all just ticking time bombs, waiting to go off at any given moment.
4 comments | Log in to comment! | Share this!Death is the ultimate equalizer. No matter how rich you are, what your religion is, you are not immune to that fate. Mankind has searched endlessly for a way to prevent aging and to find the secret to everlasting life when in fact it is an hopeless quest. We are all going in the same direction no matter what we do. Death is also there when you least expect, I'm sure he's looking over your shoulder as you read this very post, waiting for you to draw your last breath.
Lighter note:
Take advantage of what you have in live and do all that you want to do. Do not allow the fear of death to cripple you, live every day as if it were your last on Earth.
. . .I'm not Emo.
The world is a strange place when the closest people in relations of brain activity is more than double your age.
I don't like teenagers, even though I am one, the ones I've come across in my time have been stupid, immature and only care about themselves. One such example, I overheard a girl at a store and she was talking to her friend and saying "I'm worried that I'm not going to be tan enough for my graduation". What?? If you're worried about something as frivilous as that, then you have no problems. What about the people who have been forced to choose to pay their bills over their medication, are living in their cars with their children or the families who are starving, those are real problems. For those who have been lucky enough to not be in those sorts of situations you should be grateful for what you have.
I have a thing for smells, like how they would put me into a certain mood like the smell of hospitals. I HATE the smell of hospitals, it sends me into a tailspin of panic and I would fear that someone I know would be sent to such a place. My mom was in the hospital a little while ago and I stayed with her despite my derision towards that god-awful smell. After that I was trying to explain to a friend of mine what the smell was like, he wasn't understanding it so I told him "It's like immaculate death".
The reason why I'm posting this is because I was wondering if there's anyone that agrees with me. . .and also because I have nothing else to do.
*falls asleep due to a severe case of boredom*
Believe it or not, I actually have something to talk about! Go figure! Anyways, I don't know what to do so I can only ask for the help of you guys.
I want to become a flash artist but I have no idea what program or what website to go to. I would seriously appreciate if you would suggest ideas. If it matters, I have a Compaq laptop.
Thank you for reading this.
Uh, this is my first post ever on Newgrounds and I'm not sure what to say so um. . .hi everyone.
*Waves to anyone who has nothing else to do but read people's profiles*