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Muaddib!!!!!!!

 

The best british writer....no Tolkien, no Rowling....Herbert rules!!!!!

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Did you click the >anyway< link above? That'll keep you busy for a day :biggrin:

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This thread is actually a day early. Caturday is tomorrow.

 

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Did you click the >anyway< link above? That'll keep you busy for a day :biggrin:

 

Yes, I did, I hate you :rofl:

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Mind, we're not the most zealous bunch.

 

:wink:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/LOLCODE

 

HAI
CAN HAS STDIO?
VISIBLE "HAI WORLD!"
KTHXBYE

I knew this:

 

Boreded Ceiling Cat makinkgz Urf n stuffs

 

1 Oh hai. In teh beginnin Ceiling Cat maded teh skiez An da Urfs, but he did not eated dem.

 

2 Da Urfs no had shapez An haded dark face, An Ceiling Cat rode invisible bike over teh waterz.

 

3 At start, no has lyte. An Ceiling Cat sayz, i can haz lite? An lite wuz.4 An Ceiling Cat sawed teh lite, to seez stuffs, An splitted teh lite from dark but taht wuz ok cuz kittehs can see in teh dark An not tripz over nethin.5 An Ceiling Cat sayed light Day An dark no Day. It were FURST!!!1

 

6 An Ceiling Cat sayed, im in ur waterz makin a ceiling. But he no yet make a ur. An he maded a hole in teh Ceiling.7 An Ceiling Cat doed teh skiez with waterz down An waterz up. It happen.8 An Ceiling Cat sayed, i can has teh firmmint wich iz funny bibel naim 4 ceiling, so wuz teh twoth day.

 

9 An Ceiling Cat gotted all teh waterz in ur base, An Ceiling Cat hadz dry placez cuz kittehs DO NOT WANT get wet.10 An Ceiling Cat called no waterz urth and waters oshun. Iz good.

 

http://www.lolcatbible.com/index.php?title=Main_Page

Bible in lolcat speak...

 

But not computer LOLCODE!

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LOL now I can haz cat picturz and cheezburger... it's one of the best sites to get a laugh :good:

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Don't mention the cheezburger cat. I heard he got a rather sad end.

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I have a LOLcat myself BTW

 

They are ALL LOLcats. It's just a matter of capturing it on camera.

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Excerpts from a Dog's Diary

 

8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!

9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!

9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!

10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!

12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing!

1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!

2:00 pm - Went to the Vet! Bummer!

3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!

5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!

7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!

8:00pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!

11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!

 

Excerpts from a Cat's Diary

 

Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little

dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and

I am fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for

the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up

my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

 

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

 

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I

had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates

what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about

what a "good little hunter" I am. B*st*rds!

 

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in

solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the

noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the

power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my

advantage.

 

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my

tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again

tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are

flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly

released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously

retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with

the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors

have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.

 

For now.....

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Excerpts from a Dog's Diary

 

8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!

9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!

9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!

10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!

12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing!

1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!

2:00 pm - Went to the Vet! Bummer!

3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!

5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!

7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!

8:00pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!

11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!

 

Excerpts from a Cat's Diary

 

Day 983 of my captivity. My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little

dangling objects. They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and

I am fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for

the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up

my strength. The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape.

 

In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.

 

Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I

had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates

what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about

what a "good little hunter" I am. B*st*rds!

 

There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in

solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the

noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the

power of "allergies." I must learn what this means, and how to use it to my

advantage.

 

Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my

tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again

tomorrow - but at the top of the stairs. I am convinced that the other prisoners here are

flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly

released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously

retarded. The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicate with

the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors

have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe.

 

For now.....

 

 

Isn't it the truth!! :clapping::clapping::clapping:

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