AWOTD: None.
Notes: Sure, stuff happened. Some people dressed up. Some people were Tony Stark. But this is not what i want to talk about today. We have a problem. It seems AV, with it's ranks of hardcore, the extreme, and otherwise rock-hard ab'd, cannot finish 175 measly warheads. It is beyond us. Even Brie, whose mouth feels no pain, could not rescue us from our surplus of sour treats.
Is this how we want to go out? Is this how we want to be remembered? As a bunch of soft-tongued whirly-pip's who can't stomach hard candy? Seriously, folks. Even my grandpa can pack down a box of wuthers. We have a reputation to uphold here. I hear those freaks in the writing center can demolish 200 warheads and still have time to grade junior writing portfolios. THE. WRITING. CENTER. These are the people whose iMac's are still white!
From this point forward, we're all on a strict workout regiment. To start, turn on all the lights in your house. We'll come back to that. Then, 20 tongue pushups. If you have never done one, i dont think i have to explain the mechanics of the exercise. You can warm up for this by rubbing a cheese grater against that weak bit of flesh you all call your tongue. To finish up, return to all the lights you turned on at the start. Now, take the lampshades off and press your damn tongue against it until the bulb is cool to the touch.
Maybe if we all get in shape, we'll finally be ready.
Maybe.
12 comments:
i'm salivating in fear just reading this shit
i demand a re-do....
onisespo
on i see poo!!!
friday was my first warhead ever!!!
but i bet i could win the warhead challanage against like, mr budd.
we should have a contest!
i dont think i was in AV at the beginning of this challenge...? what was it? that is pretty scary though, ian. you should get that checked out.
LARPIP! hahaha
But. But. I don't wannnaaa. I think you should understand that the skin inside of my mouth has been peeling for the past two days.
Lovely mental image? I think so.
Word Verif: Coisess.
ONLY I HAVE TO COMMENT AGAIN.
Because the captcha is now urgente.
And I really wanted to use it.
In some regions of pelopenesia, the warhead is a treatment for everything from athletes foot to tax evasion, and is generally considered a cure-all.
The word verif is 'kings', which verifies absolutely nothing.
i TOLD you we weren't ready! only Brie was, and she wasn't there during x. and now we get this massive fail to live with. way to go guys. maybe you'll believe me next time.
thumsoya.
soy thumbs. a new tasty treat.
that's no wuthers...
that's a warhead.
psyrob
1.to rob one of their psychic abilities.
2.a pokemon attack which has the same effect as mentioned above
Is that all you got high class?
Come on! I'm bored.
My box is all soggy, now im out to play!
AHAHAAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
dude, this made me giggle so hard.
im excited. i'm pumped. i'm gonna get my damn tongue in shape ASAP.
hehehe. damn my dirty mind.
oh ian, you brought it upon yourself.
alicia is the only one that seems excited about this fierce training regiment. but i agree with maggie, and i don't even have to participate
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