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Too bad I have underpants of steel that cannot be removed without saying the password that only I know.

And the fool never ceases to grin, 'Cos he's nursing a bottle of gin.

So he went to a sleazy back alley,

And when the fool grew weary,

Once, in the land of Grool....

The kitten in your topic line has a very long gash where it's mouth should be. It's eyes are also placed far enough apart to actually stretch off of it's head. You may want to see a veterinarian about that.

Yes, the person was my sister. I occasionally laugh out loud whenever I make some silent commentary that I find really witty, though I've received many looks inquiring as to whether I was in possession of my sanity. Always good fun.

I'd say OSC is tied for my favorite author. Ender's Game is tied for favorite book. Douglas Adams is the author he is tied with, with the hitchhiker series tied for favorite book(s). (Also, at the end of your second paragraph, I do believe you were looking for the word "mesmerizing". Sorry...

I've only had one person try to "improve" me, but that was because they had a false impression of who I was. I eventually scared them away. I'd like to thank you for posting that "iron wall of text". I laughed at least three times, and now the other person in the room is staring at me as if I'm...

I know only 1 INTP, and that is my father.

I don't think platipuss is at all random. If a brilliant supercomputer from the distant future could scan your brain and get a summary of all of your thoughts, I'm sure it could predict that you would say platipuss. I wouldn't say things in general are random at all. Start out with a...

If money weren't an issue, then I'd be a professional hobo.

I usually speak softly, but I always pronounce words clearly. If I'm in a debate or trying to get a point across, I'll speak at a more or less average volume. If I'm forced to speak in front of a large group of people (made to do several speeches in school), I speak relatively quietly...

I haven't actually gotten a wrapped present in a couple years. I just get cards, or cash (usually a combination of the two). When I did get presents, though, I liked shredding the wrapping paper to bits. I often times prefer actually ripping into the gift to the gift itself.

I don't know if I'd say "doomed". I mean, sure, you inhabit a planet with billions of people that are content to label you and never think twice of it, but hey. There are worse things. I'm not sure what these things are, but I'm almost positive they could potentially exist.

My goal? Find a worthwhile goal to pursue. Though that may be classified as unrealistic.

Considering I don't use any kind of messenger, I would say "Other".

I'm not independent yet, so I don't know. But I assume it'll be a fairly easy, if not pleasant, transition.

Wow.... Yet again, I have accidentally posted on my own message board. I'm really quite off today.

I'm right handed, and can raise either eyebrow. Usually look at someone's left eye when I'm talking to them, and I view things with my left eye. (I know I'm not contributing much in theory, I'm just trying to add a bit more data to the pool)

My right eye has always been the one that twitches. Hunh. In any case, welcome.

Dare I comment?

Well, I accidentally posted on my own visitor message board instead of responding, and I can't delete it. So, let this message stand as a monument to my moment of idiocy.

"Delightful Spekkio", or anything else from Chrono Trigger. Best game of all time.

I am surprised this thread hasn't been made yet. I hear a lot of different things from a lot of different people. Some claim they almost never remember any dreams, some people have dreams that they're in a game, some have dreams that they die, some dream they have super powers, and I know one...

I had one math teacher in Jr. High that I despised. I had/have more disdain for her than any other teacher to date. She had to leave the classroom around 5 times a day during our period, and about a month into the year, I couldn't restrain myself and made a declaration. She left, then I stood on...

I didn't talk until I was 4, before that I would simply point at things and say "Ug". My sister could apparently translate whatever I wanted. After she left for kindergarten, (and this is as my mom tells it,) I pointed to the door and said "Unh". My mom said "I don't know what you mean...." I...

I still smile every time I think about it. Definitely worth being grounded over.

Some people belong in a dichotomy all there own. Instead of elaborating, I suffice it to dub them "douchebags".

^ It is. However, most people would rather not go to the trouble of explaining that, so they either say "You can't divide by zero" or 1/0="undefined"

The marked apply, in abundance.

If you have enough people around you (as friends, not literally), you're no longer a target. Even if the people are shallow and annoying, keep some at hand. You'll be annoyed, but you won't get any crap.

A dream come true. If you weren't dreaming, that is.

Art is difficult to support yourself with unless it 'takes off', so to speak. I think it would probably be best if you got some job anyone could do (say, cashier) and excel at it. Along with the menial job, work on your art. Until it 'takes off', it will really just be at the same level as...

It would seem you might have gotten the wrong idea. This isn't some wonderful place where we come, let down all of our barriers, and let squishy emotion come pouring out. We just come here to sulk in numbers. I'm gonna have to ask you to release any and all positive emotion upon entering this site.

If you really want to limit yourself to one MBTI type, it may well be inaccurate. But, if you have to, head over to mypersonality.info.:elephant:

Well, I would highly recommend getting a keyboard. You can get a half-decent one for around 60 bucks at a pawn shop. Music is shown to be very mentally stimulating, and it's great fun. If ever you're bored, print some sheet music off of the internet and you now are kept busy for hours. It would...

I find doing something creative and distracting usually helps. If you have any instruments, become proficient with them. My keyboard has shown me through some tough times. Music is medicine for the soul.

I think a fitting, albeit less lengthy description would be that it all sort of fades to gray. The colors are fuzzy, the sounds are static, the food turns to ash in your mouth (to be dramatic). The entire thing is experienced as if you were four feet away. Numbness to emotion, save for a...

I shall be the second. Happy (very) Belated Birthday!

2000's were the years of The Scares. Terrorist scare, environment scare, obesity scare, disease scare (swine flu, anyone?), and the money scare (recession! Woohoo!). Also, there was a lot of pr0n.

What is your sexuality? Heterosexual Marital status? Single (That's right, ladies.) MBTI? From the I to the N to the T to the P. What's that spell? Biological gender? Male Transgender? Nope, this is all natural. (Aw, yeah.)

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^ I haven't a clue. It just sort of seems like it should. I'm not so much asking if it stops you from enjoying life as much as whether it robs you of motivation.

What stops you from taking up a completely nihilistic view of everything around you? Why put forth effort towards anything, other than to fulfill the needs of reproduction and survival that have been programmed into your brain by evolution? Do you drift along in a meaningless existence, or are...

I'd think it wisest to leave them in Jiangsu. Aside from floating bone fragments in your dad and the lung fluid from both, it's all just broken bones. Unless they're both extremely elderly, the bones shouldn't be too big of a deal to get fixed. Any hospital I can think of can set/relocate/cast a...

My opinions don't change too often, but I'm not totally set in my ways. As for interests, it's not really that they change so much as they are simply added to the pile.

58.) If all else fails, have a Panic Room. 59.) Don't forget to lock the Panic Room. 60.) Do not leave the key to the Panic Room under a potted plant by the entrance...

And why should it be announced?

Ah, but this time, the pint is actually talking back.