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Mercury · 10-13-2003, 01:19 AM

Okay...Day 1. 1600 hours.

I find this strange link on Mustang Works. A fellow Site member posts this site. The description sounds rather curious. Against all better judgement, knowing my addictive personality, I click on the link.

After 5 minutes, I close the window. My conclusion is..This is Uselss. Some kind of freaky Kids site with colored Jelly Bean Potato head lookin Mofo's than Jam.

Day 1 1805 hours.

I find my arm and hand coordinating against my own will. They open up Internet Explorer and are going back to this thread. Taken along by the mesmirezed actions of my hand, it clicks the link again.
I'm back to coordinating Dance routines for these little Alien like Bloated little creatures. Then I discover the bouncing people on chairs routine.

Day 2 0100 hours.

Still sitting at my computer. Have to urinate, but it will have to wait. I must find out why these people poke there heads out of the bags...What is the meaning.

Day 2 0300 hours.

I take a break from the Bag People...They make me mad. So, I go to making bubbly cirle things on this swirl. It Sucks.

Day 2 0330. I'm back to the Bag People. What are they doing in the bags...And why are there clones now... Is it subliminal...Who knows....Oh...Theres a Dog.. Wait..He goes away when the arrow gets near him. Cant Click on him... I'll just click on the bags and make more people jump out of them.

My hairs a mess, My *** is now part of my chair. Kidneys are at 80 percent.

JUST WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT DOG WANT FROM ME...ARGH. PEEK A BOO.

Day 2 0800 Hours.

Screw the dam dog. I tried to KILL him..Didnt work...Starting to get mad....Back to Chair Jumping people.....I make them bounce...They like it...hehehhee...They Tell me so... One of them pised me off. So I let him fall.... Make me giggle.....So I send the Old lady off the chair and onto the floor thats hopefully 300 feet down...Hehehehe.. I laugh more.. Giggle intensly.

Palms sweaty.. Now big man go boom...hehehhee.

Day 2 1300 Hours.

Hehehehe...After sending many clones to there death by directing them between Chairs...hehehhee.. I decide to make the Radioactive Jelly Bean Potato Head lookin Mofos into Break Dance Legends.

Day 2 1500 Hours.

Kidneys at 110 %. Skin cells have started forming onto the chair. Mouth parched...Me Thirsty. Cant get up tough..Hand wont let go of mouse.

Day 2 1700 hours.

The Kidney Bean Babbies have mastered Kung ** at my hand, by clicking on them and varouis sound eminating Bubbles. Now they are perfecting there Break Dancing techinque.

Day 2 2000 HOurs.

Yes....Muuuhhahahahahhahaa. My Jelly Bean Baby Army has pefected Combat manuevers and is ready to dance and bust *** now. My plans to take over the world are complete.

Must make more people fall to the Chair missing Death....

Day 3 0100 Hours.

My computer Froze.....NO...THE GOVERNEMENT MUST OF BEEN ONTO MY JELLY BEAM BABY ARMY..THEY SHUT MY OPERATION DOWN.. I CANT GET BACK TO THE SITE...NO...Powers weakining. Must get my Fix of...chair death and wierd bag people.

REALITY..Okay..Im back to normal. I think...Still feel urge to...

10-13-2003, 01:19 AM	#8
Mercury The Redneck James Bond Join Date: Sep 2000 Location: Fayetteville NC Posts: 1,707	How ever created that is going to Burn. Okay...Day 1. 1600 hours. I find this strange link on Mustang Works. A fellow Site member posts this site. The description sounds rather curious. Against all better judgement, knowing my addictive personality, I click on the link. After 5 minutes, I close the window. My conclusion is..This is Uselss. Some kind of freaky Kids site with colored Jelly Bean Potato head lookin Mofo's than Jam. Day 1 1805 hours. I find my arm and hand coordinating against my own will. They open up Internet Explorer and are going back to this thread. Taken along by the mesmirezed actions of my hand, it clicks the link again. I'm back to coordinating Dance routines for these little Alien like Bloated little creatures. Then I discover the bouncing people on chairs routine. Day 2 0100 hours. Still sitting at my computer. Have to urinate, but it will have to wait. I must find out why these people poke there heads out of the bags...What is the meaning. Day 2 0300 hours. I take a break from the Bag People...They make me mad. So, I go to making bubbly cirle things on this swirl. It Sucks. Day 2 0330. I'm back to the Bag People. What are they doing in the bags...And why are there clones now... Is it subliminal...Who knows....Oh...Theres a Dog.. Wait..He goes away when the arrow gets near him. Cant Click on him... I'll just click on the bags and make more people jump out of them. My hairs a mess, My * is now part of my chair. Kidneys are at 80 percent. JUST WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT DOG WANT FROM ME...ARGH. PEEK A BOO. Day 2 0800 Hours. Screw the dam dog. I tried to KILL him..Didnt work...Starting to get mad....Back to Chair Jumping people.....I make them bounce...They like it...hehehhee...They Tell me so... One of them pised me off. So I let him fall.... Make me giggle.....So I send the Old lady off the chair and onto the floor thats hopefully 300 feet down...Hehehehe.. I laugh more.. Giggle intensly. Palms sweaty.. Now big man go boom...hehehhee. Day 2 1300 Hours. Hehehehe...After sending many clones to there death by directing them between Chairs...hehehhee.. I decide to make the Radioactive Jelly Bean Potato Head lookin Mofos into Break Dance Legends. Day 2 1500 Hours. Kidneys at 110 %. Skin cells have started forming onto the chair. Mouth parched...Me Thirsty. Cant get up tough..Hand wont let go of mouse. Day 2 1700 hours. The Kidney Bean Babbies have mastered Kung at my hand, by clicking on them and varouis sound eminating Bubbles. Now they are perfecting there Break Dancing techinque. Day 2 2000 HOurs. Yes....Muuuhhahahahahhahaa. My Jelly Bean Baby Army has pefected Combat manuevers and is ready to dance and bust *** now. My plans to take over the world are complete. Must make more people fall to the Chair missing Death.... Day 3 0100 Hours. My computer Froze.....NO...THE GOVERNEMENT MUST OF BEEN ONTO MY JELLY BEAM BABY ARMY..THEY SHUT MY OPERATION DOWN.. I CANT GET BACK TO THE SITE...NO...Powers weakining. Must get my Fix of...chair death and wierd bag people. REALITY..Okay..Im back to normal. I think...Still feel urge to...