FA+
Shop
some (big) news
Posted 17 years agoAgainst all odds I'm gonna have my birthday on the 31st.
Also, I will be spending the rest of my life under the name Pendleton. I may not officially be a dude (license still says "F",) but I got a dude's name now. My mom has accepted this and does not mind calling me Penn since it's short for my original name anyway.
Rock over london, rock on chicago. Mueslix, toasted whole grains with raisins, dates, and almonds.
Also, I will be spending the rest of my life under the name Pendleton. I may not officially be a dude (license still says "F",) but I got a dude's name now. My mom has accepted this and does not mind calling me Penn since it's short for my original name anyway.
Rock over london, rock on chicago. Mueslix, toasted whole grains with raisins, dates, and almonds.
Yo
Posted 17 years agoMy birthday is coming up (the 31st.) y'all fags wanna get me anything?
more kreepy kirby news
Posted 17 years agoHey apparently my creepy Kirby picture got a mention in NGamer magazine on page 80... I think... can any brits confirm this for me?
Something to be proud of
Posted 17 years agoIt seems my horrible Kirby picture has been making the rounds on the internet. It was posted in an article on Gawker (but I can't find the article) and the picture had the watermark halolz.com on it, so I followed the link from there to here: http://www.halolz.com/2008/09/07/ki.....oned/#comments
Go me!
Go me!
thank you
Posted 17 years agoto everyone that sent me messages while I was away. I'll be on AIM if you want to talk.
NEW AVATAR WOO
Posted 17 years agoSonderjen's seriously a dude I look up to so getting a Sonderjen avatar is rocking me out of my fucking shoes. SHITBAWLZZZ
Nicholas Cage In The Mall Of Hell
Posted 17 years agoNicholas Cage In The Mall Of Hell
O.K., so... let me tell you about this dream I had. It made a little sense to me, actually... and seemed pretty real before it turned into a "movie."
It was a long dream, but the earliest I remember it... I'm walking outside (YES! I'm outside and not scared!) and there's this nerdy black guy handing out pamphlets. He sees me and runs up to talk to me.
So Barack Obama is a spirit animal that leaps out of his body into other animals at night. The black dude tells me about a time he caught Obama in the form of a turtle one day. I laugh to humor him "wow, no way, right?" I take one of his pamphlets and stuff in my pocket, going around the corner (I WANT TO AVOID THIS WEIRDO) and entering this huge mall.
There are all these stores at the mall, some of them selling old gaming stuff. That's when I meet Nicholas Cage. He starts talking to me about weird shit. Again I have to laugh it off "I hear ya, man!" and try to lose him. He starts following me around. I end up seeing him in EVERY store at the mall. In a sports store he's throwing dodge balls around and babbling about the government. In other stores he's just babbling about nonsense. "A golden shoe in my ear was not a very good telephone for Bill Cosby's pussy!"
I eventually find out every store has a Nicholas Cage. That's when things got really creepy. One store was just filled with Cages, all slightly different. They seemed to be retarded because when I asked them a question they'd laugh. My questions don't seem to elicit a cognitive response. I ask "Is there anyone here that's NOT retarded?" I was getting angry because now I was scared. An older Cage walks up to me and says he understands me. He tells me about the mall and where the Cages came from. I don't remember what he said exactly but it made sense at the time. Then he told me he was tired of it all. He wanted this nonsense to end. He took out a gun and blew his face off. I ran out of the store. When I looked back the old Cage's face was back on. He looked depressed... like he could not escape even in death.
As I ran I saw another Nicholas Cage, this one was much younger, like in his early 20s. He was going nuts at some fruit smoothie shop in the food court. He took out a gun and shot his face off. It flew into this old woman's purse. His face regrew and he started shooting his neck in a line. He then jumped through some glass and shards flew everywhere. He got to his feet, picked up a large shard of glass and happily (with a big grin and everything.) sliced his head off with it. His head flew in the air, spun around, and landed back on his neck, only this time with the tongue hanging out and the eyes rolled back. His body moved like it was still alive (and with brain functions!) and he lunged at people just to scare them. People laughed and screamed as they watched this. I RAN THE FUCK AWAY.
As I was running there was this guy by the doors dressed like Elvis. I said "there's Elvis" like it was a positive thing. Like if you see Elvis standing by the exits then good luck will come to you. I sat beside Elvis, trying to breath. He looked at me and said "you made it. You got to the end." oh. Goodie. I exited the mall and then credits began to play... it was a... MOVIE DREAM? Okay! (???)
Seems like it would be directed or written by Charlie Kaufman.
O.K., so... let me tell you about this dream I had. It made a little sense to me, actually... and seemed pretty real before it turned into a "movie."
It was a long dream, but the earliest I remember it... I'm walking outside (YES! I'm outside and not scared!) and there's this nerdy black guy handing out pamphlets. He sees me and runs up to talk to me.
So Barack Obama is a spirit animal that leaps out of his body into other animals at night. The black dude tells me about a time he caught Obama in the form of a turtle one day. I laugh to humor him "wow, no way, right?" I take one of his pamphlets and stuff in my pocket, going around the corner (I WANT TO AVOID THIS WEIRDO) and entering this huge mall.
There are all these stores at the mall, some of them selling old gaming stuff. That's when I meet Nicholas Cage. He starts talking to me about weird shit. Again I have to laugh it off "I hear ya, man!" and try to lose him. He starts following me around. I end up seeing him in EVERY store at the mall. In a sports store he's throwing dodge balls around and babbling about the government. In other stores he's just babbling about nonsense. "A golden shoe in my ear was not a very good telephone for Bill Cosby's pussy!"
I eventually find out every store has a Nicholas Cage. That's when things got really creepy. One store was just filled with Cages, all slightly different. They seemed to be retarded because when I asked them a question they'd laugh. My questions don't seem to elicit a cognitive response. I ask "Is there anyone here that's NOT retarded?" I was getting angry because now I was scared. An older Cage walks up to me and says he understands me. He tells me about the mall and where the Cages came from. I don't remember what he said exactly but it made sense at the time. Then he told me he was tired of it all. He wanted this nonsense to end. He took out a gun and blew his face off. I ran out of the store. When I looked back the old Cage's face was back on. He looked depressed... like he could not escape even in death.
As I ran I saw another Nicholas Cage, this one was much younger, like in his early 20s. He was going nuts at some fruit smoothie shop in the food court. He took out a gun and shot his face off. It flew into this old woman's purse. His face regrew and he started shooting his neck in a line. He then jumped through some glass and shards flew everywhere. He got to his feet, picked up a large shard of glass and happily (with a big grin and everything.) sliced his head off with it. His head flew in the air, spun around, and landed back on his neck, only this time with the tongue hanging out and the eyes rolled back. His body moved like it was still alive (and with brain functions!) and he lunged at people just to scare them. People laughed and screamed as they watched this. I RAN THE FUCK AWAY.
As I was running there was this guy by the doors dressed like Elvis. I said "there's Elvis" like it was a positive thing. Like if you see Elvis standing by the exits then good luck will come to you. I sat beside Elvis, trying to breath. He looked at me and said "you made it. You got to the end." oh. Goodie. I exited the mall and then credits began to play... it was a... MOVIE DREAM? Okay! (???)
Seems like it would be directed or written by Charlie Kaufman.
hello
Posted 17 years agoI'm not dead guys, relax.
I love you.
I love you.
SHIT FROM AN ASSHOLE
Posted 17 years agoAll my best ideas come from MY BUTT. Sometimes they're corny... always a little nutty... but mostly they're just shitty.
You're in on it.
Posted 17 years agoYou're in trouble.
You're in love.
You're in in my mouth.
You're in love.
You're in in my mouth.
This soup bowl is a TOILET and this soup is DIARRHEA!
Posted 17 years ago FAVORITE CHEF GORDON RAMSAY QUOTES:
"I'd rather eat shit than eat this."
"this is the worst thing I ever put in my mouth."
"Why the fuck did you ruin this food?"
"This is RUBBISH."
"Aw Jesus fuck me, I'm gonna PUKE!"
"did you pee pee and then stir it with a piece of caca?"
"I only tasted it and I know I'm going to be shitting my asshole inside out tonight."
"When I think of the worst people to ever live Hitler is only second to you. He at least had the decency to kill the ones he tortured."
"This tastes like my uncle's cock! No strike that. Even when my uncle forced his cock into my mouth it wasn't as bad as this. This is the worst experience of my life now. Number one spot."
"I'd rather be forced to watch my only child being RAPED to DEATH than take one more bite of this fucking garbage! That's right. I would rather sit and look at a giant cock entering my baby's butthole, rip it in twain, and keep fucking until he bled to death. That's how fucking awful your shite is. Do you UNDERSTAND ME? MY OWN FUCKING FLESH AND BLOOD CHILD! RAPED!"
"I'd rather eat shit than eat this."
"this is the worst thing I ever put in my mouth."
"Why the fuck did you ruin this food?"
"This is RUBBISH."
"Aw Jesus fuck me, I'm gonna PUKE!"
"did you pee pee and then stir it with a piece of caca?"
"I only tasted it and I know I'm going to be shitting my asshole inside out tonight."
"When I think of the worst people to ever live Hitler is only second to you. He at least had the decency to kill the ones he tortured."
"This tastes like my uncle's cock! No strike that. Even when my uncle forced his cock into my mouth it wasn't as bad as this. This is the worst experience of my life now. Number one spot."
"I'd rather be forced to watch my only child being RAPED to DEATH than take one more bite of this fucking garbage! That's right. I would rather sit and look at a giant cock entering my baby's butthole, rip it in twain, and keep fucking until he bled to death. That's how fucking awful your shite is. Do you UNDERSTAND ME? MY OWN FUCKING FLESH AND BLOOD CHILD! RAPED!"
JUDGE ME.
Posted 17 years agoI've fallen into a faggoty meme and I can't get up.
1. Do I have a distinct style of drawing?
2. If so, what exactly is it that defines my "style"?
3. Would you say my art usually follows a 'theme'?
4. Is there anything I really need to improve on or change?
5. Does my style (if I have one) remind you of/look like the style of anyone else?
6. Judging from whatever art of mine that you've seen, what do you think I do the best at?
7. What do you think I suck at?
8. How many cocks can you fit in your butt.
1. Do I have a distinct style of drawing?
2. If so, what exactly is it that defines my "style"?
3. Would you say my art usually follows a 'theme'?
4. Is there anything I really need to improve on or change?
5. Does my style (if I have one) remind you of/look like the style of anyone else?
6. Judging from whatever art of mine that you've seen, what do you think I do the best at?
7. What do you think I suck at?
8. How many cocks can you fit in your butt.
Pikachu is a stupid faggot and I hope he dies of rape
Posted 17 years agoWhen did I get so popular?!! So many lovely Peaches drawings have been coming my way. I'm so not used to the attention. I'm not saying stop! Keep drawing Peaches for the love of Jesus! I love having drawings of my character in so many different styles.
on my side of things I need to come up with a gift arts for Assbutt and Starlight/Dogslug and the legendary Yoshishell.
on my side of things I need to come up with a gift arts for Assbutt and Starlight/Dogslug and the legendary Yoshishell.
Sonic The Huaaaaaaah
Posted 17 years agoHey everyone know that new Sonic pic where he's falling backwards or something and his face looks all wonky? Someone should draw a version of that with big floppy tits on Sonic. Please? Okay thank you.
LIBERALS LIBERALS LIBERALS, RAAAH!
Posted 17 years agoWhat is the deal with all the libertarian furry fruits mucking up the place? I'm pretty sure these guys exist just to be contrary devil's advocate annoying trolls that must disagree with every sound, intelligent opinion based on fact. Hey buddy, liking George Bush doesn't make you PUNK AS FUCK. And watching Bullshit and South Park doesn't make you smarter either! HO-HUM I DON'T NEED HEALTH CARE AND I'M JUST FINE WITH AN ECONOMIC SLUMP AND IT'S FINE IF I GOTTA PAY HIGHER TAXES BUT FUCK YOU IF YOU TAKE AWAY MY GUNS! TIME TO VOTE AGAINST MY INTERESTS JUST TO PROTECT ONE! Oh sure, plenty of liberals do this, but these dumbfuck conservative nutsacks will defend every poor choice they make. They'll never once admit they're wrong and they wont DARE make fun of the person they elected. You dumb sacks of shit. This is why no one likes you or wants you around, save for your dicksucking conventions.
GOOGLE FACTS
Posted 17 years agoHere are some facts about Google that were obtained by an inside source.
FACT: Google's office buildings are black cubes with no windows or visible doorways.
FACT: There are exactly five google employees and they make 5.2 million dollars a year to play grabass with eachother.
FACT: Google makes exactly ten duotrigintillion (a googol) dollars a year.
FACT: Search results are totally fixed.
FACT: Every single person who works at Google is a fursuiter. Fursuits are the only required dress code.
FACT: Google was created in 1923 by Irving Google.
FACT: Google owns the moon.
FACT: Google launches Godgle in 2012
FACT: Google's office buildings are black cubes with no windows or visible doorways.
FACT: There are exactly five google employees and they make 5.2 million dollars a year to play grabass with eachother.
FACT: Google makes exactly ten duotrigintillion (a googol) dollars a year.
FACT: Search results are totally fixed.
FACT: Every single person who works at Google is a fursuiter. Fursuits are the only required dress code.
FACT: Google was created in 1923 by Irving Google.
FACT: Google owns the moon.
FACT: Google launches Godgle in 2012
YDKJS
Posted 17 years agoI'm pretty good at the You Don't Know Jack games. I get wrong answers now and then, sure. For some reason though I ALWAYS ace the Jack Attack. Is anyone else like this?
Jokes
Posted 17 years agoKNOCK KNOCK
who's there?
HEIL
heil who?
HEIL HITLER, DUMMKOPF
What do you get when you mix a black guy and an Asian?
Nothing racist that's for sure!
What happens when you smoke jewish pot?
You get high as a-
(BANNED)
who's there?
HEIL
heil who?
HEIL HITLER, DUMMKOPF
What do you get when you mix a black guy and an Asian?
Nothing racist that's for sure!
What happens when you smoke jewish pot?
You get high as a-
(BANNED)
hey guys
Posted 17 years agoSo you might notice I appear very tomboyish. Some of you even confuse me for a boy. That's pretty hot to me. I've got this "fetish" for bein' a boy. When I'm not Peaches I'm Pendleton... The puppy. Pendleton is a great name, don't you think? I know many other girls on this site that also RP as boys. Sometimes it's all we can do to keep from getting harassed and sometimes it's just very very hot. For me it used to be both. I don't lie about my gender anymore though because one time it got me in trouble.
I don't know why I'm admitting this here, but I guess I just had to come out sooner or later. I'm a boy trapped in a woman's body. He's all like "let me out" and I'm all "only when I feel like it." Thing is, Penn is almost the opposite of me. While Peaches is very abrasive, Penn is meek.
I kinda want some pictures of Penn now, who looks almost exactly like Peaches... only male. I guess I better start earning them!
I don't know why I'm admitting this here, but I guess I just had to come out sooner or later. I'm a boy trapped in a woman's body. He's all like "let me out" and I'm all "only when I feel like it." Thing is, Penn is almost the opposite of me. While Peaches is very abrasive, Penn is meek.
I kinda want some pictures of Penn now, who looks almost exactly like Peaches... only male. I guess I better start earning them!
BITSTRIPS
Posted 17 years agoMore like BITT'R PISS
sorry that was the best anagram burn I could come up with
http://www.bitstrips.com/user/8742/
Everyone get a bitstrip account and make with the merry.
sorry that was the best anagram burn I could come up with
http://www.bitstrips.com/user/8742/
Everyone get a bitstrip account and make with the merry.
Anxiety
Posted 17 years agoYou ever get that feeling like you've got butterflies in your stomach and they're all airsick?
Dr Toilet
Posted 17 years agoWHO IS DR TOILET???
20 more hits, COME ON
Posted 17 years agoI can't post my 2000th hit picture until I roll over 2000!
man...
Posted 17 years agoI am almost at 2000 hits.
I am ready for this.
Bring it on, bitches
I am ready for this.
Bring it on, bitches
Garfield again
Posted 17 years agoJon: Garfield you are eating all the lasagna!
Garfield: Shut up, bitch
Jon: YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE!
****
Garfield: Good day to you Jon I am wearing a top hat today
Jon: You look pretty handsome.
Garfield: pucker up, fag, it's time for the MAIN COURSE!
*making out*
****
Garfield: hey Dr Toilet
Dr Toilet: That's me!
Garfield: Eat shit.
****
Garfield: FUCK YOU, JON
Jon: FUCK YOU, GARFIELD
Garfield: FUCK ME? FUCK ME??
Jon: OKAY I WILL *fucks garfield*
****
Jon: Odie will you fetch my slippers
Jon: Odie...
Jon: Odie?
Garfield: Shut up, bitch
Jon: YOU ARE UNBELIEVABLE!
****
Garfield: Good day to you Jon I am wearing a top hat today
Jon: You look pretty handsome.
Garfield: pucker up, fag, it's time for the MAIN COURSE!
*making out*
****
Garfield: hey Dr Toilet
Dr Toilet: That's me!
Garfield: Eat shit.
****
Garfield: FUCK YOU, JON
Jon: FUCK YOU, GARFIELD
Garfield: FUCK ME? FUCK ME??
Jon: OKAY I WILL *fucks garfield*
****
Jon: Odie will you fetch my slippers
Jon: Odie...
Jon: Odie?
