I'm not stupid, I just forget to think sometimes...
Meh
An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind
Give a man a fish and he'll eat 4 a day hit a man with a brick and you can have all his fish and his wife
"Will's to pretty for prison" - Simian
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is NOT.
Proud member of the HoP DPS.
Sanity is a highly overrated state of mind.
I'm normal ... it's everyone else that's crazy.
Gidg
Where the mind goes,
The body will follow...
Feed me Chocolate!!! Feed me NOW!
My state of mind is not yours to define!
There is a very fine line between "hobby" and "mental illness."
'The last rays of crimson on the spindle tree as the cerise fruit splits and reveals its orange seeds in a gloriously clashing colour scheme no-one would ever dare to wear'
Euonymous Europeus
Written by: Wild Child
And most of all enjoy HoP - it's a great place to lose a few (read lots) hours, distract you from working and even worse from practising poi! And surreal isn't in it - they're all nuts and don't let them try and persuade you otherwise.
My mind not only wanders, it sometimes leaves completely
-Mike
Certified Mad Doctor and HoP High Priest of Nutella
A buckuht n a hooze! -Valura
Growing old is mandatory; growing up is NOT.
Proud member of the HoP DPS.
Sanity is a highly overrated state of mind.
I'm normal ... it's everyone else that's crazy.
Gidg
Written by: PyroWill
Hi Fillie, Welcome to HoP,
Would you like some spaghetti bolognase and a massage?
Have you read Eragon by Christopher Paolini? it rules, and do you like Qunicy?
I'm not stupid, I just forget to think sometimes...
Let's relight this forum
Written by: Gidg
Wild Child and Faberge, as if you aren't as crazy as the rest of us?
'The last rays of crimson on the spindle tree as the cerise fruit splits and reveals its orange seeds in a gloriously clashing colour scheme no-one would ever dare to wear'
Euonymous Europeus
We are the music makers, We are the dreamers of dreams,
Wandering by lone sea-breakers, And sitting by desolate streams;
World-losers and world-forsakers, On whom the pale moon gleams;
We are the movers and shakers of the world for ever, it seems.
I'm not stupid, I just forget to think sometimes...
'The last rays of crimson on the spindle tree as the cerise fruit splits and reveals its orange seeds in a gloriously clashing colour scheme no-one would ever dare to wear'
Euonymous Europeus