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Comments(786):
#322
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Razack (07/26/2010) [-] Oh hai there "person who I don't quite remember because you pretended to leave and just so happen to not log in while I am on funnyjunk because you are beginning to have a life/starcraft2 FTW preparedness/ other new game/ is on the run from the cops for falsifying your green card. *trollface" how are you today?
#318
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roxasbaby (07/25/2010) [-] Have you noticed that many people will stick with one thing even if they dont know it
#319 to #850
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Lawliett (07/25/2010) [-] yes. that's human nature. if change is hip but they don't want to change; if change is detrimental to their current state, then they will subvert their poisonous, vapid qualities, subconsciously. like i do with cats. i know that if i touch them, ill get stuffy, but they're just so playful.
#307
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roxasbaby (07/22/2010) [-] Come celebrate my 1000th green thumb thumb from 4:00 am to 4:01 i hope youll be there because i know i wont
#300
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kiddoforever (07/16/2010) [-] L, if it makes you feel any better I love twinks... I thumb them.
#281 to #811
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] The cantina was a monument to the galaxy's stoic mantra. In it, all species co-mingled and reminisced about their troubles. Muulith found it ironic how conflict can bring people together. A quick look around confirmed that he was the only Ithorian in the room. Even more disturbing was the fact that no one was eyeing him, indicating the wanton decadence of the bar's patrons. 'Still, it is egotistical of me to assume that everyone knows me.'
#288 to #819
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] Muulith strutted towards the serving area. A scarlet protocol was serving drinks, no doubt, his sheen was meant to incite customers to drink more. However, at a closer glance, dents and burnt-out plates could be seen all over the droid. It's empathic matrix was sticking out, begging to be tampered with. He placed his immense hands on the counter-top with such force that even the human standing next to him turned around with curiosity.
#290 to #821
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] "Droid. I have need of a certain drink." The droid looked at him in confusion, no doubt searching through his protocol-databanks, the Ithorian vocabulary. "What will it be, sentient?" It said in the typical monotonous syntax.
"I require Ithorian Mist and some Chale soup." He said
"I am sorry, but we do not have any Chale soup. If you would you like, I'd be happy to request a shipment at the end of the month?"
"Just the Mist, then." He sighed.
"I require Ithorian Mist and some Chale soup." He said
"I am sorry, but we do not have any Chale soup. If you would you like, I'd be happy to request a shipment at the end of the month?"
"Just the Mist, then." He sighed.
#292 to #822
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] It was always difficult for Muulith to accept an answer from a droid. No manner of personification or etiquette programming could make it seem real and genuine. He took a swig from the novelty cup and then bluntly punched the droid in the face, deactivating it instantly. Everyone at the counter was stunned.
#293 to #823
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] The Ithorian was puzzled. Only a few feet away, Sullustan smugglers were openly talking about taking out security on this station. A Devaronian in the background, along with his Quarren partner had just stabbed a Jawa. And everyone wets themselves because I punch a droid? Muulith shook his head with disappointment. Just then, he felt a nudge from behind. He turned around to see a mysterious figure in cliched garb. The only thing missing, he thought, was an Imperial raid. He asked with the utmost falseness what the matter was with Muulith. He was being insincere. Muulith knew this. He was not stupid and 14 years out in the territories would be enough time for someone to pick up on these subversive traits.
#295 to #826
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] "Leave me be, whatever you are. I am in no mood to indulge you. You think because I am Ithorian, I will be easily manipulated?" Aranas exhorted a grunt. "I am not like the cowardice herds what the galaxy may well have enslaved. You would do best to stay out of my way." He finished his drink, and with that, exited the cantina.
fuck that's it...
fuck that's it...
#250 to #781
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] your military is naught but a shill for every deranged little white man who gets a wild hair up his ass and so chooses to incorporate them in their quest to imperialize other nations for a 2% profit. and don't give me that macho bullshit. you are weak and pathetic. i myself am still learning about the endless horrors that 'your' military has committed. it's not just A FEW GUYS, it's everyone sick and egotistical enough to take advantage of their post so they can rape children and murder people w/o batting a lash...fuck you and your tiny dick, your misplaced sense of patriotism, and your alcoholic mother, too!
#254 to #783
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Lawliett (07/15/2010) [-] oh yeah, b/c the cia was misguided in their allowing the south vietnamese prime minister to be assasinated, inner city kids were tricked into joining the army by evil recruiters. no! these faggots are killers and/or retarded folk who want the opportunity to legally kill.
#242
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Razack (07/15/2010) [-] seriously dude, stop uploading NSFW shit. It creeps the hell out of the other 97% of FJ users.
