Poiting out GrandmasterJ's social problems.

Didn't you know?

Stop being gay.

http://www.viralmeister.com/movies/MaverickChristmas.mov

Both. The Butt Cloud is quite lethal.

Secret of Mana.

Keep it real, guys.

GO BACK TO YOUR CAVE

I can't wait for Star Wars.

I'm more of a fan of dolls.

Don't lie.

Hey A, don't you live around me? Want to goto a rave somewhere sometime?

I think he's coming onto you.

I think you should be the Princess of Gayboys too.

You are quite the fag.

Maybe they are voting it down because it sucks. Your first one was unoriginal, because you just stole the exact same idea from some other guy and then just reanimated it. The ones after it are just beating the dead joke with a bat.

Questions and confusion haze Digital_Chameleon as the saga continues. Denial is failing. Digital_Chameleon's mind is throbbing. He looks to Ben Affleck upon his wall. "Ben, help me."

In a slight attempt to fight back against Digital_Chameleon's enemy, Digital_Chameleon tries to buy time, while secretly plotting with his best internet buddy. The walls are closing in on Digital_Chameleon, whom spirit is being broken upon every minute. Digital_Chameleon looks to those he envies outside, and searches for advice. Digital_Chameleon then moves to his Seventeen magazine in search for advice. His defense mechanisms continue.

Frightened and unsure, Digital_Chameleon begins to realize that people are catching onto his secrets. Digital_Chameleon throws off a tatical defense mechanism, only adding to his insecurity.

Sometimes Digital_Chameleon opens up his window and sees people with eachother, having fun, and conversing. Digital_Chameleon closes the blinds and puts his head into his arms. Tears roll down his cheeks. "If only people liked me." He mutters. In a fitful rage, Digital_Chameleon throws his Blink 182 album on the floor. “Why?” he asks. Digital_Chameleon moves to the back of his room and searches for his Seventeen magazine, where he reads of great times, and how to make him popular and cool. Digital_Chameleon then tears some picture of his favorite stars, and pastes them onto his wall. Suddenly Digital_Chameleon’s father storms through his door and throws Digital_Chameleon onto the ground. “What did I tell you about hiding the remote control from me!?” He screams. “Father, I’m sorry!” Digital_Chameleon squeals. “Please, father no!” Digital_Chameleon’s father proceeds to take Digital_Chameleon’s pants off and violently hits his bottom with The Stick. Father storms out, leaving Digital_Chameleon curled in a ball, crying and screaming. “Someone please add me to MSN…” He panted. “Please…” He cried. Digital_Chameleon put his pants back on, and moved to the window once more, to glance at those leading lives that he so wished for. Digital_Chameleon moved to his acne medication, and proceeded to apply it. Once again, he moved to the window, “Please love me.”

I'd have to say Glover, as in Danny Glover.

It's probably just another group like those people who watch you when you are going to the bathroom.

Hey, is there anyone in the LA area that wants to help with a Sci-Fi movie I'm making. It's all out, and it's coming along great so far. Here is a screenshot.

I'd have to say Bob Barker is GOD

Vj20

Untitled, anyone?

If they gave everyone 100 points, the only people who would benefit would be levels 1-9. Everyone above that level would stay the same level, and it would do nothing.

It is not on my site anymore. Here is the newgrounds link.

http://www.newgrounds.com/portal/view.php?id=20092