~This is the legend of the liquid in the pen. One day, there was a glassmaker who made two large,
hollow glass spheres, each able to fit two average-sized men. The sand that the glassmaker
formed them from were from a beach where many magical seagulls loosened their loads before
heading off to the tourist trap of Orlando, Flordida. This caused the crappily-made spheres to
acquire some of the magical powers of the magical seagulls. Once the spheres had cooled, he
decided to celebrate by inviting three of his friends---Bob Bobson, Bill Williams, and Rob
Robertson---to his house for a party in the spheres. Being the intelligent college graduates that
they all were, they entered and sealed the spheres, and rolled down into an ocean trench.
Several centuries later, an exploration team discovered the two spheres. The magic force of the
spheres did not like Bob, Bill, Rob, or the glassmaker, so it had turned them into a red fluid.
Over time, the two spheres had shrunk and fused together due to the pressure of the water. The
captain of the exploration team examined the two connected spheres and thought that they
seemed lonely, so he sent them to a Taiwan pen manufacturer to attach a pen to them. The
president of the company thought they were pretty nifty, and made copies of them. If you
happen to buy one, and notice the fluid moves to the upper sphere when you hold the lower one,
that is because the fluid contains the DNA of Bob, Bill, Rob, and the glassmaker. They had
developed a genetic grudge against people in general, and walk (or flow) away when you try to
touch them.~
~BUS DRIVER
a little kid wals into a city bus and sits down right behind the driver. he starts saying real loud, "if my dad was a bull and my mom was a cow, id be a little bull" he does it for a long time going on and on. "if my dad was an elephant and my mom was a girl elephant, id be a little elephant" the bus driver started to get annoyed and a little angry so he asked the kid, " what if your dad was a bastard and your mom was a prostitute?" the kid replies with a smirk on his face, "id be a bus driver!"
~A STRANGER
A man and a women happened to sit next to each other on a train. the women took out a book and began reading. the train stopped at a half a dozen stations, but she never looked up once. the man watched her for a while then asked, "what are you reading?" "its a ghost story", said the women."its very good, very spooky" "do you believe in ghosts?" he asked. "yes i do" she replied "there are ghosts everywhere". "i dont believe in them", he said, "its just a bunch of superstition. in all of my years i have never seen a ghost, not one!" "havent you?" the women asked, and she vanished!~
~IS SOMETHING WRONG
A car broke down in the middle of the night way out in the country. the driver remembered passing and empty house a few minutes earlier. "i'll stay there" he thought "at least i'll get some sleep." he found some wood int the corner of the living room and made a fire in the fireplace. he covered himself with his coat and slept. toward the morning the fire had gone out and the cold awakened him. "it'll be light soon," he thought. Then i'll go for help." he closed his eyes again. but before he could doze off there was a terrible crash. something big and heavy had fallen out of the chimney. it lay on the floor a minute. then it stood up and stared down at him. the man took one look and started running. he had never seen anything so horrible in his life. he paused just long enough to jump throuhg the window. then he ran, and ran, and ran until he thought his lungs would burst. as he stood in the road panting, trying to catch his breath, he felt something tap his shoulder. he turned around and found himself face to face, just staring into two big, bloody eyes in a grinning skull. it was the horrible thing! "pardon me," it said, "is something wrong?"~
~(as you say the last line, grab the person next to you)ITS HIM
the women was the meanest, most horrible person you could ever imagine. and her husband was just as bad. the only good thing about them was that they lived in the woods all by themselves and couldnt bother anybody else. one day they were off somewhere getting firewood, and the women got so mad at her husband that she grabbed an axe and cut off his head, just like that. then she barried him nice and neat and went home. she made herself a cup of tea and went out on the porch. she sat there rocking in her chair, sipping her tea, thinking how glad she was that she had done this awful thing. after a while she heard this old, empty voice out in the distance moaning and groaning, aand it was saying:
"WHOOOOOO'S GOING TO STAY WITH ME THIS COLD AND LONELY NIGHT? WHOOOOOO??"
"ONLY A CRAZY MAN!" she shouted, "SIT BY YOURSELF YOU DIRTY RAT!!!" then she heard the voice even closer, and it was saying:
"WHOOOOOO'S GOING TO STAY WITH ME THIS COLD AND LONELY NIGHT? WHOOOOOO??"
"NOBODY!!" she sneared. "BY YOURSELF YOU MISERABLE MOLE!" she stood up to go into the house, but now the voice was right behind her, and it was whispering:
"whoooooo's going to stay with me this cold and lonely night? whoooooo??"
before she could answer back a big, hairy hand came around from behind her and grabbed her, and the voice hollered:
~I left a place with a high suicide rate for a place with a high homicide rate. I guess I'm just not the "do it yourself" type of person~
~I quit smoking cause I wanted to live. Now that im not smoking...I dont want to live anymore~
~People ask me why it's so hard to trust people, I ask people why it's so hard to keep a promise~
~Roses are red
Blood is red too
If you dont stop the bleeding
Then your life is through
But the cuts are relaxing
And the bloods getting cold
Now the bloods staining
A true heart of gold~
~I WISH I WAS THAT TEDDY BEAR THAT SAT UP ON YOUR BED
SO EACH TIME YOU DREAMED OF SOMEONE ELSE I COULD PUNCH YOU IN THE HEAD.~
~No one is happy all of the time, but some people feel as if they can never find happiness.
Some people feel as if their entire life is devoted to nothing but pain and hurt and loneliness..
Every day is a struggle, and every breath a fight for survival..
These people have a deep understanding of the word Depression.~
~I forgot where I was and who I could be.
All that mattered was that no one would see
The way my scissors brought me harm,
By leaving their footprints on my arm.~
~Blood is Red
My wrists are too
Im in pain
And its all cuz of you~
~There is only one rain cloud in the sky... and it's raining on me. Somehow I'm not surprised.~"
~sticks and stones may break my bones but words do permanent damage~
~The vandals came to my house last night,
The vandals came to beg,
The vandals came with a razor blade,
And cut my arms and legs.~
~Sometimes drugs help
Pain they help to ease
What happens when your savior
Becomes your disease~
~I CARVED Y0UR NAME iNT0 THiS BULLET
S0 EVERY0NE W0ULD KN0W Y0U WERE
THE LAST THiNG T0 G0 THRU MY HEAD...~
~(from the family guy's stewie) I know wat it is, it's just a blasted box with a handle that Iam suppose to
turn around and around until POP a big Jack pops in my face u laugh the kids laugh the dog
laughs and I die a little inside~
~To never be happy and never find peace,
a constant longing that never will cease.
To dream of a life with all that you need,
to never possess that for which you would bleed. ~
~If I smile and tell you everything is alright...that's what should worry you~
~Although I mite act like it doesnt hurt..
Your words cut me deeper then any of my blades~
~Take this razor sign your name across my wrist so everyone will know who left me like this.~
~I don't need someone to tell me it'll get better. i just need someone to be there for me incase it doesn't ~
~A cut on my wrist, what does it matter? A mistake called life caused my whole world to shatter~
~"If you don't understand my silence, you won't understand my words."~
~We all bleed in the same language~
~im a princess all the way down to my black converse and dickies~
~When it's time to dissect,
This one is sure to pass.
Becka gives a new meaning,
To the term "cutting class.~
~E – is for everything hateful inside.
V – is for vengeance and unholy pride.
I – is for infidels shall be eaten by ghouls.
L – is for lustfully disposing of fools~
~A cane, a contract,
Your hope quite grim.
Adopt this boy
And hell comes with him.~
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