( ´ω`) I'm way ahead of my time.
( ´ω`) You remind me of me when I was no age.
( ´ω`) ...now get the fuck out. You too, beady eyes.
( ・-・) Oh you.
(・∀・) Grandpa, why are you talking to your beady eyes sock puppet like it's a real person?
( ´ω`) ( ・-・) Because I'm a big dumb poopoo head and I smell. Also I suck.
( ・ω・) You're pathetic, grandpa. Look who's crap-ass now...
( ´ω`)(・∀・) "I dunno lol"
<丶｀∀´> Oooh! Do me next!
( ´ω`)<丶｀∀´>"I DEMAND APOROGY JUICE-NIDA"
( ☼ヮಠ) I demand Milk-Plus Synthemesc for me and my three droogs, my dobby chelloveck!
( ・ω・) ( ・ω・) "Haha! Look who's crap-ass now!"
（⊺⁰Дﾟ）As a staunch grammarian, I find this thread eminently distateful and morally repugnant.
( ´ω`) I'm way ahead of my time.
( ・-・) That isn't saying much when your time was several hundred years ago.
(・∀・) 2GETing for later use!
（⊺⁰Дﾟ） Time...
（⊺⁰Дﾟ） Time is the fire... in which... we burn.
(・∀・) Grandpa, tell me a story!
( ´ω`) Alright, you toddling sapling, but off to bed after that.
( ´ω`) Once upon a time long, long ago there lived a handsome, stunning, powerful, rich, intellegent, clever king named Gilgamesh.
( ´ω`) Gilgamesh loeved golds. His subjects knew his loev for golds so they brought him lots and lots of golds for presents. The people were happy because Gilgamesh got his golds. His treasury sparkled and glittered like the sun itself with only the flicker of a candle flame.
( ´ω`) Even though there is never enough golds, to repay his people he invented a new fun sport. This sport would eventually be named polo. But he played it in a more different and awesome way. Instead of horses people would ride piggy-back. And instead of mallets the players would hit the ball with sticks for a higher, more extreme oldskool challenge rating. He would even occasionally help out newlyweds on their wedding night until his good buddy Enkidu let on that was a faux pas.
( ´ω`) And that's how people-polo was invented. Now go to sleep.
(・∀・) I thought Gilgamesh fought the monster Humbaba with his friend Enkidu with some help from Shamash.
( ´ω`) Your parents lied to you.
( ･ิω･ิ) Stop lying to my kid, dad...
(・∀・) Grandpa told another one of his stories again?
( ･ิω･ิ) He once told me about the birds and the bees...
( ･ิω･ิ) He got it wrong and out came you.
( ´ω`) www
( ´ω`) One could, could they? Well aren't you clever.
( ´ω`) Maybe you'll tell me about∵∴∵T∴∵∴∵∴a∵∴∵∴n∵∴∵∴∵∴∵∴s∵∴∵∴∵∴∵∴∵∴n∵∴
(*･ิω･ิ) I would prefer not to.
( ´ω`) No, but I am as old as his act.
(・∀・) Grandpa, how many roads must a man walk down before you can call him a man?
( ´ω`) If he's already a man before he walks them, I would say none.
(⊺●Д๏) Hello. I am "Mr. Likes To Bump Character Threads". I do believe this is a character thread, so I would like to bump it. That is why my name is "Mr. Likes To Bump Character Threads".
(⊺●Д๏) Hello. I am "Mr. Likes To Bump Character Threads". I do believe this is a character thread, so I would like to bump it. That is why my name is "Mr. Likes To Bump Character Threads".
( ´ω`) (⊺●Д๏) Hello. I am "Mr. Likes Double-Posting in Threads on the Front Page". My double-post duty is now complete. Thank you.
(・∀・) Damn, Grandpa. Where'd you learn to make sock puppets so fast?
( ´ω`) Wikipedia, of course.
(・∀・) Grandpa, why do you have so many unused threads?
( ´ω`) I like new clothes, Junior.
∩_∩
( ・-・) If you didn't shit up your threads so often, you wouldn't need so many.
c(,_ｕｕﾉ
( ´ω`) ( ・-・) "I need to make like a tree and painfully rot for hundreds of years before finally exhaling my final breath."
( ´ω`) So.. Junior. When was the last time you actually asked a question?
(・∀・) Post 644, Grandpa.
(・∀・) Say, Grandpa, do you like Marimite?
( ´ω`) Oh I love Marmite. It's an aquired taste alright, but it's delicious on black and blue kangaroo.
(・∀・) ...I was talking about the anime, Grandpa. And aren't kangaroos endangered?
( ´ω`) Anime is garbage, boy. You should be watching Animal Planet.
( ´ω`) Those meerkats crack me up.
(・∀・) Anime is just too high-minded for you, stupid baka.
( -ω-). . .
( ´ω`) desu desu desu desu desu
(・∀・) You're not having a stroke, are you Grandpa?
( ´ω`) DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU DESU
( oω°) DSFARGEG DSFARGEG DSFARGEG DSFARGEG DSFARGEG DSFARGEG
( ◦∀◦) Oh no! I'll call for an ambulance...!
(◦∀◦ ) ...right after I check my inheritance in his will!
( ´ω`) Sorry, sometimes that ol' plate in my head picks up radio waves.
(´ω` ) ... Inheritance?
ﾐ*ﾟｰﾟ) Did someone say inheritance?
( ´ω`) I'm curious about that myself.
( ･ิω･ิ) The only thing anyone's going to inherit from him is his bar tab.
THIS SUMMER...
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GRANDPA WILL...
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KILL JUNIOR.
(・∀・) Bring it on, old man!
( ・-・) Directed by Quentin Tarantino, and featuring Samuel L. Jackson!
(・∀・) Staring Giko as Junior!
THIS SUMMER...
( ´ω`)=================
GRANDPA WILL...
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*__GET HEATSTROKE.__*
THIS SUMMER...
( ´ω`)=================
GRANDPA WILL BE...
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T∴∵∴∵a∴∵∴∵n∴∵s∴∵∴∵n
( ´ω`)( oω°) "oh i forgot to take my medicine oh ho ho this is so funny it's absolutely hilarious come on guys laugh hahahaha come on guys"
( ・-・) Dude that's killer!
( xωx)
( ´ω`) What was my name again?
(・∀・) Junior, stop playing around and do your chores.
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~~( ´ω`) Hello, kids.
( ´ω`) Fucking Ditto! Get out!
( ´ω.) Ditto, dittoAIIIIRRRRRRRRRR
⊂二二二（ ಠ_ಠ）二二二⊃ GOOD GRANDPA, YOU LOOK KIND OF COOL
( ´ω`) You again? I thought we left you for dead on the last thread...
⊂二二二（ ?_?）二二二⊃ Fuck you, get off of my cloud.
( ´ω`) ! Oh dear. My apolojuice.
⊂二二二（ ｀ハ´）二二二⊃ Grandpa, you fool, it was me all along! Ahahaha. Your thread structure has been destroyed beyond all hope of repair! What do you say to that?
( ´ω`) ...we had structure? Why didn't anyone tell me about this?
(・∀・) He said structure, Grandpa. Not hips, long-term memory, and regular bowel movements.
LOADING ESTEEM BUILDER MODULE...
|・＿・| "Hahaha- You are so funny, Junior!"
(・∀・) Grandpa, tell me a story about when I was a baby.
( ´ω`) This one time, when you were a baby, you shit your diaper and then ate some of it.
( ´ω`) Then your dad beat you.
( ･ิω･ิ) Those were good times.
(・∀・) No they weren't!
( ･ิω･ิ) Dad, why didn't you tell me child rearing was this difficult...
( ´ω`) I enjoy watching you suffer.
( ´ω`) Also, I'm not really your dad.
(・∀・) And I'm not really your son either.
( ･ิω･ิ) Really? Thank GOD!
(″･ิ_･ิ)っ-̾ Submitted for your approval: the strange case of an ageless man, known only as 'Grandpa'. A crotchety old coot with disdain for everything man holds sacred and a taste for misanthropy. Today, we have witnessed his final descent into the realm of madness. Madness that could have only be quenched with questions. Questions from within his own mind, questions from a daemon of his own making: Jisaku Jien. But such things are never out of the ordinary in a place where the leaves fall eternally and wisdom is pursued only by fools. A place known only as... the DQN Zone. ♪♫♪
(・∀・) Junior, have you been masturbating again?
( ´ω`) Who are you talking to, kid?