( ´ω`) I'm way ahead of my time.

( ´ω`) Get back in the vat, Clonepa.

(　･ω･) I can pay rent!

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(・∀・) When did Clonepa get a UFO?

( ・-・) He requisitioned one earlier from the prop department.

( ´ω`) in my day we didn't have no Clonepa-thingamagiggys, new fangled UFOs, ACII art, or non of this junk-a-munk thats ruining young peoples' minds today.

Yougins use to know how to respect their grandpas! Hrmmph

(・∀・) Need I remind you that your day was over a long time before Al Gore came along with his Internet?

( ´ω`) We didn't need any new-fangled internets in my day. If we wanted to retrieve some data, we'd dang-shure walk uphill, both ways with no shoes on, and get the punch-card ourselves.

( ´ω`) And when I say punch-cards I mean punch-cards boy! We had to take these little papers and use our own callosed overworked union hands to punch the right pattern! And each msitake gotcha 20 lashings from the foreman.

( ・-・) "Msitake"? Looks like you're in for twenty lashings, old man.

( ´ω`) Forty, I missed "calloused" too.

( ´ω`) Good thing those days are over, isn't it?

( ・∀・) Corporeal punishment went out of fashion long ago.

( ・∀・) This means you can't physical touch me as a means of discipline, right Grandpa?

(・∀・) Who are you?
( ・∀・) Copior.

(・∀・) Can I call you Xerox?

(・∀・ ) Why am I talking to myself?

( ・∀・) i dunno lol

( ´ω`) I can still use psychological means to discipline you.

( ・∀・) I'll become a Scientologist, and not believe in psychology. What now, Grandpa?

( ´ω`) I'll forcefeed you Ritalin until you shut up about the history of psychiatry.

( ・∀・) Hooray, smartpills! Does it taste like candy?

( ´ω`) Does what taste like what?

( ・∀・) Candy. Do you know what that is Grandpa?

( ´ω`) Yes, it's an old French animation series.

(・∀・) French people smell funny.

( ´ω`) You smell funnier. Go take a bath.

(-.-) Fuck this shit I'm releasing the mittens.

(・∀・) Grandpa, what was life like before repetitive Grandpa threads?

( ´ω`) Fapping to Pin-up Japanese Girls.

( ・-・) So anyway, I tried joining the ROKAF, but they wouldn't let me cause i wasn't K.

( ´ω`) You should talk to General Woundwort. He can hook you up.

(・∀・) Grandpa, how long do you think we can keep up the question/answer format this time?

( ´ω`) Frosted Butts.

(・∀・) Um... Toasty Boobs!

( ´ω`) Excellent! Now....

( ´ω`) Mittens au jus.

(・∀・) Hmmm... Beady Eyes Burrito?

( ´ω`) No. Try again.

(・∀・)

(・∀・) Clonepa jubilee?

( ´ω`) ... I'll give you partial credit for that.

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( ・ω・) Grandpa, when will the hurting stop?

( ´ω`) Soon enough.

　从从
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　　ξ
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(・∀・) Grandpa, is it wrong to murder on a Friday night?

( ´ω`) Why do you want to know?

(・∀・) Mittens told me that meat is murder, and I was looking forward to a bacon double cheeseburger this Friday.

( ´ω`) Eating meat, like abortion, is in fact murder. But it's murder in self defense, so you're in the clear, kiddo.

(・∀・) So what do you call eating an aborted fetus?

(・∀・) I'm only asking out of, um, curiosity. No sinister undertones, no sir.

( ´ω`)

(・∀・) Come on, grandpa. I didn't eat any fetuses. Don't look at me like that.

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(( ´ω))"

二二((( ´ω))"

( ・-・) He did, I saw him.

二二 二二二二二二二 二二二二 二二二二二二二((( ´ω))"

( ´ω`) Sorry 'bout that. Gas. I had some good old Oklahoma BBQ a little bit ago. Whatever Junior broke, I'll pay for it, just shut up.

( ´ω`) So what did you say, junior? It was something about fetuses but I paid attention.

( ・-・) He was talking about how he'd eaten a fetus, but I'm more interested in that Oklahoma BBQ.

( ´ω`)

( ´ω`) Junior, why I am so old?

(・∀・) The real Grandpa would never use 4chan speak! IMPOSTER!

( ´ω`) ...

( ´ω`) harbl, NO U, GTFO newfag, gg.

>>809
( ´ω`) FORTRAN speak? Junior, you know I don't up keep with your programming languages newfangled. Just want I to know why I am so old?

(・∀・) Go back to bed, Garfield.

( ´ω`) Junior, why mean you be so to me? You feel I not badding enough? Want just I to know old why so am I?

( ´ωì)

(!ω!) Поиск в Интернете! Поиск в Интернете!

(((O____O))) Расширенный поиск!

Da, Tovarisch!

fuckoff

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( ´ω`) Rest now my child...

（　｀ハ´） You're suddenly out of character, grandpa.

( ´ω`) Shut up. I'm younger than you.

( ´ω`) and then I ate the fetus

(・∀・) Remember how 20 minutes ago we were still doing the question and answer thing?

( ´ω`) No, I can't remember anything.
( ´ω`) What's my name?

( ・-・) ur mom.

( ´ω`) Can't believe you fell for that one again.
( ´ω`) fffffaaaaarrrrrrttttt

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((/ デ.ㄟ) Looks deep and meaningful. I'll take one.

(　・-・) No doctor, I was just surprised at your skill, to be able to divine the solution so quickly.

( ´ω`) so what happened to the fetus

(・∀・) It's in the fish tank.

( ´ω`) I like your style, kid.

(・∀・) What style, grandpa?

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( ´ω`) I wo
( ´ωo) OHGDO IM HAVEVN A HERT ATTACK!!! UGGHSHTAETHATEATEA

(・ω・) Quick! Put him in the tank!

(・∀・) Whoever thought his end would be so undignified?
(・∀・) Also, what's in his will?

(・ω・) I dunno.

( ´ω`) I'm still alive and well, crapass.

( ´ω`) ...

( ´ω`) I'm still alive and well, crapass.

オタク

( ´ω`) Now who let you in here? You don't even look like anything.

( ´ω`) it's spelled ヲタク by the way.

(・∀・) Put him in the fish tank!

( ´ω`) It's already filled with fetuses and shit Junior, there is no space left!

(・∀・) Grandpa, what's for dinner? Not pork again, right?

( ´ω`) No it's fetus, Junior.

(・∀・) Fetuses make me stronger . . .