It's just one disappointment after another in my life lately. Mom revoked my car privileges, Dad can't make it to my soccer game, and Fluffy is missing!
When I'm depressed, there are a couple of things I do to cheer myself up. They always work. First of all, say the word "festoons".
Festoons?
Yep. It's a proven fact that you can't remain depressed after saying "festoons".
Festoons! Heh, you're right. I do feel a little bit better. What's the other thing you do?
Oh, right. That. I torture and kill a neighborhood cat. Tremendous release! You should try it.
I'm stuck at home with a back injury. I've watched all my movies, the percoset makes me too drowsy to read or study, and I'm starting to go stir crazy.
I'm going to sit here at the keyboard until I come up with some ideas for comics.
Right after I go look in the fridge to see if anything new has shown up in the last half-hour.
...and this game suxxors and will nevar make munny and you all suck. Fix the ****ing game or we will all cancel our orders and then were will you be LOL!
The server is expected to be back up within the next half hour. Please bear with us. Thank you for your patience.
...and another thing, you shud spent less time on the mesage boards and more time fixing the game LOL!
Why do you persist in harassing me? I thought Satan was your suspect of choice!
He was, until I uncovered this newsgroup post that was traced back to your computer! It says "eye m @ 1337 h@x0r! EWE all suxx0rs!". It was signed "the murderer"!
What's your point, Yablonski?
You've confessed! I mean, even if you're not actually the murderer, you're at the very least a usenet TROLL! That's an even worse offense!
I'm no troll! I'm a camel! I mean, not a camel, a HUMAN!
A-HA! SO YOU ADMIT TO BEING A CAMEL, TOO! By "too", I mean in addition to the other charges. I in no way intended to imply that I am a camel, myself.
Not our wedding anniversary. Every year on this day we go out for lobster dinner and chocolate cake, and then you give me a back massage, "just because."
I don't remember this from last year...
Anniversaries gotta start somehow! I'll be in the car.
This is the scene where I get a line, right? I mean, 13 episodes ago, I was told I was going to get a line. My whole family is watching, waiting for me to have a speaking part.
Well, in this scene, you'll be split off from the rest of the group, and then you get eaten by the alien. You don't appear in the rest of the script.
Script, schmipt! Aaarrrgghhhh!
Oh crap. So, um... was that supposed to be set to "stun?"
You've finally finished! So, what's this novel about?
It's about an editor with eidetic memory who keeps writers from wasting time. He listens to and rates the uniqueness of their story ideas before they even begin work!
We published that story on April 20, 2005. It was a Wednesday.
Wait, someone already used my idea?!
No, we published it when you brought it to us on April 20, 2005, at 12:17pm. You were wearing green socks.
I see. How about a story where a writer with a crappy memory commits suicide with her insane publisher's stapler?