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I discovered something odd last night. I'm most creative when I'm angry.
I was working for aaaages on a device to spawn sackboy that then threw him up onto a platform on the plane in front. Sounds easy enough, and it is, but I'm a perfectionist when it comes to things like this and every way I tried to do it had a problem. There was always a way, no matter how unlikely the situation, for them to escape and fall underneath the whole thing. After about the 4th attempt I got pretty mad. I'm
'Twas the night before Christmas on LBN
And not a sack was stirring.
But a drunken Enoch grumbles "Not Christmas again!"
(Translated because he was slurring)
He was fed up with all the Christmas cheer.
The forum should be grumpy! Like him!
So he swallowed the last of his final beer
And waited until the light was dim.
He hopped across the rooftops of snowy forum-land.
Invading the homes of each happy sackboy.
"Such
Here is my theory
On why things feel eerie
Around the time of Halloween.
Things can get creepy.
Try not to feel sleepy.
You may not wake up from your dream.
Hear the telephone,
The caller is unkown.
No one around to hear you scream.
Could you be the host
For a dead headless ghost
Who died under a guillotine?
What's that? I hear moans.
No, it sounds more like groans.
From behind that blood covered screen.
Deep
One cold autumn night, a group of children arrive at a large wrought iron gate. They all grasp at the bars and stare up the road that lies behind it, leading up to the laboratory. Two of the children then turn to face each other. One of them, a boy named Blukerbeh, affectionately nicknamed ‘Bluk’, stares with a look of seriousness in his eyes at the other. The girl, known as ‘Loopy’ for her strange ideas and attitude, both of which were almost always selfish, stares back at Bluk sarcastically with
I wdneor if abnoydy konws auobt tihs...
You are cpalbae of riadneg tihs baseuce of how the haumn mnid wkros. Yuor mnid sees the frsit and lsat lretets of a wrod and flils in the bknals wtih waht it kwons aoubt the ltretes ibenweten.
Fcnaisantig, dno't you tihnk?
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