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Take My Music Compatibility Test word up! Subscribe to this to blog if you would like to be emailed whenever it is updated. Entertaining reads! full of BS. come on over the mountain dave Age. 41 Gender. Male Ethnicity. Chinese Location Valley Village, CA School. Cornell Univ » More info. The Story of My Life
Like a Rabbit Loves Its Hutch The Creative Mind of Online Scammers (Part 3 of 2) The Creative Mind of Online Scammers (Part 2 of 2) The Creative Mind of Online Scammers (Part 1 of 2) Impossible is Nothing Twas once was lost, was once of cost Traveling down the River of Life The Challenge - Facts 51 to 100 of 100 The Challenge - Facts 1 to 50 of 100 Grand Openings She calls me from the cold I am a free, retired vagabond Two more down, I'm behind pace The Child Inside 2009 over, 2010 onward The Zoo of Hangzhou is... You know your cholesterol's high... The slaying of an eggplant A new chapter in my life: homelessness? How can she slap? 800B Payout What Can Happen May Happen Top 5 Bad Ass Guitar Solos of Youtube My New (Online) Addiction Intragnizence Irrefutable Proof that Dinosaurs Once Ruled the World The Most Delicious Destination in the World Let's Celebrate Celebrity Apprentice Of Ninjas, Scientific Research, and Mammalian Vegetation My 2nd Facebook App -- Perfect Match Eh Ah Uh Oh Eh Ah Uh Oh Eh Ah Uh Oh '08 - The Year to Get Rich or Die Tryin' My 5 Most Anticipated Movies of '08 A Handy Helping Hand Back in Time for the Holidays Welcome to Egg City Have you tried the Ultimate CN Soup? The Impossible Defense Escape of the Thundercat Conspiracy, Death, & Interstellar Cohabitation From CA to PA Another Soul for Sale, Oh Well My First Vid MyNuMu Community | case of the missing squirrels 178th day of 2004 I started work this week, down in the small, quaint town of Mosquitoes of Poison. To tell you the truth, I don't even know what state it's in. But, if you keep heading south, this is the only town located beyond the Mountain of No Return. So, anyway, I'm working now as the sheriff of this town. Being the mighty warrior as I obviously am, I feel this job suits me quite well. The first two days went by painfully slow. I must've drank 4 gallons of "old-fashioned lemonade" (aka: dead horse's urine), as there was literally nothing else to do. On Wednesday, though, at 7 in the evening, after mostly everyone had already gone to bed, a courier from the Orange Squirrel Tribe barged into my doors. He reported that 1023 warriors from his tribe had disappeared within the last 24 minutes. Then, he promptly vanished into thin air, thus increasing the missing count to 1024. After hours of brilliant detective work, I finally traced this mystery to Gellibooma, the 8-stomached giant hog. Of course, that sly bastard denied everything. He even retorted with such lame lines like "You are accusing me with absolutely no evidence!" Well, duh, I thought, of course I have no evidence. I'm not a fl00ging magician. Well, in any case, I proceeded to repeatedly smash its head with a basketball-sized rock until all the flesh became a pink, pasty substance (kinda like melted strawberry ice cream). Lo and behold, stored in his stomachs were the missing squirrels. I then hypothesized he held the squirrels captive in his stomach so they would eventually ferment into the nectar of invisibility. All content copyright by dave. Please do not reproduce, recycle, or regurgitate without the express written consent of the CTU. Rate this entry! 9 Comments. "old-fashioned lemonade" man, it's been a while Yeah.. brilliant! Wow... I wonder why
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