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The Morning Star
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All right, who wants a piece of me?
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silentbob
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Why are there so many wonderful girls out there and only one of me, and why does it work out that NONE OF THEM WANT ME?
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The Morning Star
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Dear Bob-o-rama, That happens cause of this bet God and I had. I bet him he couldn't make Man, and he bet me I couldn't make Man miserable. Fast forward a few millenia and there you have it. Of course, I had to trick God into making woman. But after that, it's been prettty smooth. Later homeskillet. The Big L
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silentbob
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you fucking rock my whole world Do you write poetry? i'd always wondered what kind of poetry the morning star writes
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The Morning Star
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Bob-o-rino, Poetry, eh? Hmm. How's about I whip out one free-style real quick-like? The Sheep The sheep that talk are my idea. Don't tell them fools the truth. Lets walk away from over here. They're trying to act like sleuths. They search around for all the answers But they can't even find their noses. They'll search until they catch the plague. I'll still put thorns on roses. Well, that should totally keep you busy for a while. Don't psycho-analyze me too hard, I have no soul. Peace out jigga man. The Big L
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satansatansatan
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hey sibling, what's up? having fun?
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god
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hey lucy, did i leave my beck cd over there?
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The Morning Star
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Satan-makin-copies, I told you not to speak to me in public. How am I gonna become the Brightest of them all again if you demons keep talking to me. Call me later, we've got business to talk about. God-a-lama-ding-dong, Which Beck CD? Mellow Gold or Odelay? Peace out, The Big L
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silentbob
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L-Man Were you that kid who sat behind me in the second grade? the one who would always talk to me at the pencil sharpener? i'd always be sharpening my pencil and there you'd be saying my name all funny-like was that you?
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god
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mellow gold, dude
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The Morning Star
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Bob-a-tron, I sat behind EVERYONE in the second grade. Master of pulled hair and bubble gum I was! The Deity Currently Known as God, I'll bring over your Beck CD next time I come up for the movie fest. We're still making it a Kevin Smith marathon, right? The Big L
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silentbob
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L can i come to the kevin smith marathon? WIll we watch 'Vulgar' and 'Drawing Flies?'
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god
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cool. i've never seen those. i've just seen clerks, mallrats, chasing amy and dogma.
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The Morning Star
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Bob Backwards, Sorry, only the dead or celestial are invited. It's been the rule ever since Enoch ascended. I can't make that call. Ask the Big G. The Big L
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god
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bob can sit by jesus in one of those big purple velvet chairs
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silentbob
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awesome Sorry, L, i have a question for the Big G Hey man, whats up sorry we didnt talk before hey, i asked for your help on " animals " can ya help a brutha out?
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god
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o.k.
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god
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shoot
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paste!
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now there's a sign of gracious patience. qualifies for the best pause since archbishop small intestine told the carnival superintendent: "what have you done with my customizable panty turtle?!?!?!"
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Ryakoth
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*comes in riding a goat dressed in his robe and wizard hat* Would anyone like a spot of Tea here?
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what's it to you?
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