Man, I didn't think someone would be so passionate about disliking a show, and then purposely switch two letters of the main character's last name to make an unpleasant bodily function. OH WELL! ^^ To each his own. If anyone really wanted to hate a show, go straight for Lost.
So far, my favorite episode of Scrubs is when J.D see's Janitor's penis, and tells him in the bathroom.
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Make an account, then go to your user CP (which will be brought up right when you log in)
Click "Add a game"
Type in the CD key.
Download the game.
Win!
Does anyone enjoy this show as much as I do? Follow the seasons at all? It's like a comedy version of House. Hell, it even talks about House in an episode or two!
Back when Hellslayer was "The shit" that was my favorite. It was SOOOO expensive and I finally found one, made me SO happy. But now, I'm defiantly going with my smiters weapon:
The vast, endless, enigma that is the ocean swayed in deep sadness; the dark ship of mahogany that was pillaged from past raids on innocent civilians suffering from the dispiriting times of a corrupted kingship.
The ship, a shadow of darkness itself, moved swiftly and silently along the ocean's surface toward an island in the distance, a glow of light emitting from it; a lit candle in a dark hall. The ship, massive in size, had a dark red tinted lining along the borders, the wood painted with a waterproof repellent, dark in color. The sails bearing a symbol on it, marking their ship's identity. The symbol layered on top of the gray colored sail showed a sword crossing over a salted meat product.The crew was full of pirates all different in style and ways of doing their job, but all the same and equal in their goals: pillaging the glorious goods of life and mankind itself - bacon.
The ship and it's inhabitants reaching their destination prepare themselves. Equipping their sashes, and along with them their single-edged blades that carry a sheen that the moonlight offers. They carry sacks on on their opposite handed sides, ready for the burden of bacon. The pirates had a same look to each of them; pale with dark eyes; their teeth missing, and if not, rotting and decaying from the roots, a yellow tint as if they use sulfur for a daily snack; their bodies differ in size but the same in condition - hard, scarred, and as unappealing as a person who is writing a story about how a man's name is Boat "The Bacon" Harbor cares to describe.
They strike.
The pirates, running through, slashing, stabbing, and cutting anything they can, especially anything that moves. They came quick and catching everyone off guard. A family in a small house in the back is just another randomly selected target. But it held a boy, hiding in his room, crying, and unaware of the events that were about to occur.
The door bashed open; shards of wood splintering against the walls surrounding the once standing door. The pirates came, one stood hunched over with a sneer on his face, and the other taller in size, square in face, and ugly as #$(*. They came and stormed the place, finding the boy's mother using her self as a human shield to protect her only child, her only son. She was facing away from the door, her back shown. She was crouched low, holding the boy's head in her chest and whispering her last words.
The saw this, and without a second thought, they did their ill-considered act... and stabbed her in the back, slightly to the left, killing her instantly, and dropping her body in what seemed to be in the boy's mind as slow motion, down into cold blood, pooling and staining the boy's mind forevermore.
The father came into the room in a berserk, and with a flurry of movements managed to land a strike on the hunched pirate's temple, dropping him and landing his head onto a wood post that was used to hold up a bed frame, killing him. The squared pirate saw this, turned, and stabbed the father in the chest. The father died without being able to completely avenge his wife, and now, his son's life.
"Yer father killed mah partner. Yer gonna be mah new partner," the ugly pirate spoke. His voice was low and deep. He grabbed the boy by the neck, and carried him off to the boat, ready for departure into the vast nothingness of the night.
Over the years the boy learned how to use a blade, how to capture, how to live, and how to kill, like a pirate. His family members forgotten and lost in his memories. However, he had nightmares every night of a women he did not know, being murdered, and he would wake up in cold sweat, breathing hard, always with a flash of dark red, the blood of his little known of mother.
The boy was a mute until he reached the age 13. By that time, he was one of the best at his job of pillaging bacon. His name then became Bacon, although most didn't like the favoring of this boy in particular. After a year, everyone realized his love for the ocean and seas alike, and his fascination for boats, as he would strike any down he found more glorious than his own. This lead to his name Boat, and nickname "Bacon," that over time became known as 'Boat "The Bacon" Harbor."
This was NOT made to be serious
I made this for J/-\yK/-\y and the reason why his name is Boat.
I'm a computer person. Consoles are great, hell, it got me into Diablo because, well, I had a Playstation before I had a computer, and guess what? Diablo was on the Playstation.
But, I'm a computer person. If anyone has ever played Fable, for instance, on the Xbox then on the computer... quite honestly, playing on the computer was much easier. As such, I don't see why it should go console. If you think that Diablo, or hell, any other game from Blizzard, would be better on a console, in my eyes, you're not true fan!
But! I see the consideration, just don't care for it.
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So far, my favorite episode of Scrubs is when J.D see's Janitor's penis, and tells him in the bathroom.
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Make an account, then go to your user CP (which will be brought up right when you log in)
Click "Add a game"
Type in the CD key.
Download the game.
Win!
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House is on right now, however.
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so.. ADDED!
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The ship, a shadow of darkness itself, moved swiftly and silently along the ocean's surface toward an island in the distance, a glow of light emitting from it; a lit candle in a dark hall. The ship, massive in size, had a dark red tinted lining along the borders, the wood painted with a waterproof repellent, dark in color. The sails bearing a symbol on it, marking their ship's identity. The symbol layered on top of the gray colored sail showed a sword crossing over a salted meat product.The crew was full of pirates all different in style and ways of doing their job, but all the same and equal in their goals: pillaging the glorious goods of life and mankind itself - bacon.
The ship and it's inhabitants reaching their destination prepare themselves. Equipping their sashes, and along with them their single-edged blades that carry a sheen that the moonlight offers. They carry sacks on on their opposite handed sides, ready for the burden of bacon. The pirates had a same look to each of them; pale with dark eyes; their teeth missing, and if not, rotting and decaying from the roots, a yellow tint as if they use sulfur for a daily snack; their bodies differ in size but the same in condition - hard, scarred, and as unappealing as a person who is writing a story about how a man's name is Boat "The Bacon" Harbor cares to describe.
They strike.
The pirates, running through, slashing, stabbing, and cutting anything they can, especially anything that moves. They came quick and catching everyone off guard. A family in a small house in the back is just another randomly selected target. But it held a boy, hiding in his room, crying, and unaware of the events that were about to occur.
The door bashed open; shards of wood splintering against the walls surrounding the once standing door. The pirates came, one stood hunched over with a sneer on his face, and the other taller in size, square in face, and ugly as #$(*. They came and stormed the place, finding the boy's mother using her self as a human shield to protect her only child, her only son. She was facing away from the door, her back shown. She was crouched low, holding the boy's head in her chest and whispering her last words.
The saw this, and without a second thought, they did their ill-considered act... and stabbed her in the back, slightly to the left, killing her instantly, and dropping her body in what seemed to be in the boy's mind as slow motion, down into cold blood, pooling and staining the boy's mind forevermore.
The father came into the room in a berserk, and with a flurry of movements managed to land a strike on the hunched pirate's temple, dropping him and landing his head onto a wood post that was used to hold up a bed frame, killing him. The squared pirate saw this, turned, and stabbed the father in the chest. The father died without being able to completely avenge his wife, and now, his son's life.
"Yer father killed mah partner. Yer gonna be mah new partner," the ugly pirate spoke. His voice was low and deep. He grabbed the boy by the neck, and carried him off to the boat, ready for departure into the vast nothingness of the night.
Over the years the boy learned how to use a blade, how to capture, how to live, and how to kill, like a pirate. His family members forgotten and lost in his memories. However, he had nightmares every night of a women he did not know, being murdered, and he would wake up in cold sweat, breathing hard, always with a flash of dark red, the blood of his little known of mother.
The boy was a mute until he reached the age 13. By that time, he was one of the best at his job of pillaging bacon. His name then became Bacon, although most didn't like the favoring of this boy in particular. After a year, everyone realized his love for the ocean and seas alike, and his fascination for boats, as he would strike any down he found more glorious than his own. This lead to his name Boat, and nickname "Bacon," that over time became known as 'Boat "The Bacon" Harbor."
This was NOT made to be serious
I made this for J/-\yK/-\y and the reason why his name is Boat.
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