This is not the thread you're looking for.

I'm starting to think that half of the members of this forum are SmarterChild-style bots that just respond with somewhat related things in an effort to fool you into thinking you're talking to real people.

You know I'm real. We talked on the phone once. That awkward phone call from how long ago?

Sorry, I don't know what you mean.

Isn't our friendship worth $9.99 a year?

You're right, we should all Skype.

Want to talk to real people? With www.realsies-yo.co.uk, you can meet real people up and down the country, including from your home state! It's a cool site that I used once to meet real people, and it worked - I got to speak with some real people from my home state! You should totally give it a try.

It's not working for me http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/20...do-d2zlt6v.jpg

That could actually be fairly interesting.

Is there a way to skype with more than one, or would we just need to do that chat room business?

Probably would have to use tinychat or something. I highly doubt you could get us all on a video chat though.

Tinychat would work, I think.
We need a date and time we all agree on.

Which probably won't happen.

Let's do it tomorrow at 8PM my-time.
It's 3:30 at the time of this post.

I got shit to do at that time.

Let's all posts times/days when we're available and see if they ever intersect.

My times change. I have a full-time job and full-time school.

The times when you guys are soundly sleeping are when I am available.

Not really, Lenny. I'm pretty much awake when most people overseas are. The beauty of graveyard shift.

Thursday-Saturday I'm awake all night long, baby. ;)

And KJ still has no post count a week after I mentioned how to get it back. Guess it wasn't that important to him after all :haha:

Stop being logical. This is Zelaron we're talking about.

"He never found his post count" versus "He never bothered to find his post count".

I repeat: this is Zelaron we're talking about.

I was in improv. class today, had nothing to work with an immediately thought: [Pretend you're on Zelaron]

"Dude, Kenny, this is weird, but... I NEED a picture of your dick!"
The class went smoothly from then on out.

And I'm sure everyone pelted you with rotten tomatoes.

He sent me a picture of his dick, to which I sent to a man, to get a million dollar, who needed to spend a million dollars, to become president, so that a man could be freed from jail, to give a man a kit-kat bar he got for free.

i want a million dollar

So...they didn't pelt you with tomatoes but they did cast you out of the class and banished you. Got it.

I want a dillion mollar.

You don't deserve it.

How don't I deserve it!? What makes a man "worthy" of money???
What if I spend all that money get you a picture of Asamin's dick??

Then you'd be worthy of the money. But unless it's that you can't be.

Then I guess you'd better mail me a check~

You mistake me for someone with money.

Oh. Right. Theatre.
There's a reason we're both poor.

I have a full-time job. I just have bills. Like a functioning member of American society.

>American
lolfag

I swear to Shiva you could mess up a wet dream.

I swear to Brahman, I have done just that, many times.