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My favorite part is when Johnny says: "I'm sick of this world!" :P

At 9/14/10 01:28 PM, Tony-DarkGrave wrote: that movie fucking sucked some of the scenes are dubbed because Tommy couldn't do a better job directing.

I'm sick of this world... lol

I would like to say that it was in fact better than I thought it would be. It was hilariously terrible and I honestly felt bad at times because I knew I was laughing highly at Tommy's expense. Like most of the cult following.

Tommy, I hope you don't take it personal. You are my favorite Writer/Director ;)

Sasha Grey. She has funny youtubes as well as porn.

At 9/11/10 10:46 AM, Abnf wrote: Did you notice bomb hit level 60?

ON 9/11? lol

At 9/10/10 09:15 PM, steph2568 wrote: So many opportunities to contribute this month.
And I don't have nearly enough talent worth submitting.

Yah gotta find your nitch. I wish I had much more talent too. And the world probably agrees. But I submit what I can ;)

Isn't the treasure hunt on its way? or is that next year?

At 9/10/10 04:56 PM, poxpower wrote: Hire a secretary.

A hot secretary.

I will relocate if you hire me! Of course, only girls will think I'm hot :(

Do you're thing Tom!

And don't forget to remind people to ONLY SUBMIT MADNESS FLASH GAMES OR MOVIES ON SPETEMBER 22ND!!!!

;)

This place called Keys CA by Modesto. It's a scary ass place dude where everyone is on meth 24/7

At 9/9/10 03:52 PM, Drake wrote: Ryan Stiles.

You mean Colin Mochrey

At 9/8/10 01:01 PM, Boris-4-U wrote: The Meet and Fuck games gotta stop being on the list of top games even if they do pay Tom for it cause those things are garbage.

ha ha ha ha

I love John and Hank Green. I'm a member of Nerdfighters.

I haven't watched the thing yet, but the problem with pennies are that they are already such a strong factor in our market. Renovating the entire structure of US trade would be the result of eliminating them.

Do you realize that every item on every shelf in stores, or every item that is on ebay practically, has a .99 cents cost? And that' not even the hard part, the hard part is forcing people to accept that from now on, they need to round up or down 4cents for everything. If I, as a consumer, had to round up 4 cents FOR EVERYTHING I EVER BOUGHT, I would probably be losing a net amount of money close to the hundreds of thousands over my lifetime. That's a lot of money when you think about it.

It's not even so much the fact that this is true, it's just a valid idea against the loss of pennies. It's hard to fix the problem, correct me if I am wrong here.

Should we blam all submissions that aren't madness?? :)

fourth or fifth yay!

I favorited that shit!!! Thanks buddy! I'm singing it!!!!

At 9/7/10 10:23 PM, Jackdabomb wrote: Because of a little thing called taboo. A victimless crime that is widely frowned upon. Such as, sex outside of marriage, adultery, intermarriage, miscegenation, incest, animal-human sex, adult-child sex, sex with the dead, homosexuality, etc. Many of you will say all of these are disgusting or most of them but think about it, what's wrong with adultery? If your wife allows you to have sex outside of marriage is it still bad? What's wrong with incest? If it's consensual there should be nothing wrong with it, same with adult-child sex, animal-human sex, homosexuality, miscegenation, and even all those sexual fetishes.

There isn't really a reason to hate most of these things it's just something people generally frowned upon.

Seriously though, how r people planning on having sex with dead people? Maybe the reason that it's frowned upon is because the way that you make it happen, the most likely way at least, is by killing somebody.

I hope you read my earlier post up there. Seriously, how the heck are people supposed to legalize this? The end result is some lonely basterd becoming a killer. You should realize this before you promote a PATHETIC form of self pleasure.

Seriously. You can't screw when you're dead, so you shouldn't screw those who are.

At 9/7/10 09:29 PM, Ryanl337 wrote: A big fat penis.

A BIG FAT PENIS!!!

At 9/7/10 09:41 PM, WizMystery wrote: I like where this thread is going!

Go on!

I second the guy that said: I think that you should have sex with a dead person and then tell me why it's frowned upon.

Get a flesh light for fucks sake. Or get a real living piece of tang for fuck sake.

How are people going to get a dead body to fuck it sir??? Are they just going to wait around hospitals and say "EXCUSE ME? Did that person just die, cause I am really horny!"

Are people going to start up NECRO clubs where people send their fresh dead for a small cash settlement and they have to inspect these bodies and allow others to come in and get off before they take them to a grave???

Seriously, Necrophilia is frowned upon because it's just not very clean or thought out. Don't believe me? You and everyone alive has better odds of screwing a willing alive person than a dead person EVERYDAY, unless you are a cereal killer.

Am i wrong?

These types of achievements are the reason I love NG all the more than I already do for it's amazing content and independent experience. You're giving back and with style Tom.

Congratz! I helped by adding a comment on EW.

HERES TO NG!!

To bad the kitty krew or duck division didn't spam up a flash and mass vote :DDD that would have been epicly funny.

here's a work in progress I made. It's me doing the three

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I can do better with space ghost and Moltar I just need practice with my mic, but Zorak is pretty close I think.

keep in touch :)

HEY EVERYONE!!

I'm an extremely big fan of space ghost! Check my user page in one minute to see the proof.

I'd love to help with this collab, as much as I can!!! But I can only truly be a voice actor or script writer I suppose.

In this scene here, which I made very quickly due to the fact that I am at my college right now ;) Space Ghost and Zorak and Moltar are in for a lot of fun. First of all, Zorak is annoying Space Ghost for something that we cannot clearly understand just yet and Moltar is afraid. Secondly and not made yet, Heath Ledger is announced to be the guest, but of course we all know he's dead, not that Space Ghost knows that. And Zorak is going to try and tell him, in which time hilarity will ensue.

Keep in mind, a guest will appear on the show. Who will it be?

Please know that I am better at doing the voices with a little practice, I think Zorak is perfect, but Moltar and Space Ghost I can do a little better. However you have to admit that this here sounds like, except for the funny cusing, a real space ghost episode.

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If anyone likes my idea or my voices drop me a pm. I'd love to help :)
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Anyone who would like a voice actor can PM me. I'll audition for whatever and I'm very flexible and fun to work with :)

I understand Tom, and I think you are spot on. :)

it's cool. but they had to rank NG as a game site. Yeah. I understand what you mean now Tom.

Tom. What is NG, and what will it eventually become?

The world is watching, and NG delivers! Sweet.

Maybe more people will get hype and make some serious attempts at fame here now :)

Here's a very generic story I made. I'm looking for people to critique it. My writing is developing, and in this story I just went for omitting unimportant details and keeping the story as tight as I could. It's nothing special.

enjoy
Every weekday at three thirty Edward got in the shower, dressed, and went to work, surely arriving early enough to sit back in the break room and wait to punch in his time card. On his way to work Edward always noticed an old man walking on the side of the street. The old man always wore the same old button up shirt and raggedy jeans; he hunched forward, causing his back to form a pronounced curve; and, most noticeably to Edward, he carried his body as if he was in grieving pain: constantly his face wore a grimace- the simple act of walking appeared a great challenge.
"I hope that man is all right," Edward said to himself. Edward almost pulled over to offer a ride. Edward usually saw him walking the other way, which is how he knew of the pain staking look that remained throughout the mans walk. But Edward drove on and figured that next time he had the opportunity, he would take it.
As Edward drove past, the old man did not notice that it was Edward's car, and he didn't know Edward. He noticed nothing every time he walked except for the grassy ground below which sided the street. The Old Man's bones were jittery and losing much of their ability to move, becoming ripe with arthritis. But everyday, still, the Old Man made his way to a local bar but a few blocks away. He would stand in front of the door and wait for people to beg for any spare change. When he could he'd buy a beer, on good nights a shot. But the bar was a lousy, mostly empty bar with an old jukebox that ate quarters and a broken pool table. The Old Man never walked to the better bars that were miles down the main street of town. The Old Man was in no shape to be drinking heavily; he had a bad liver.
It had happened that the day Edward drove by the Old Man, there happen to be a twenty dollar bill lying on the road near the grassy side. He stopped and looked at it. He did not make any fast movements for it and remained grimacing the whole time eventually bending down, grabbing it, and exhaling a long grunt through out the whole process. He put it in the right pocket of his Jeans and continued in his fashion. When he got to the bar he waited at the front like usual to beg for change.
By the next hour the man had a few quarters, and a twenty dollar bill. The Old Man walked into the bar, the Jukebox was playing Bob Dylan, and he sat at the chair near the back of the bar by the old pool table with a broken corner pocket. Two large gentlemen came in and one remained by the door while the other took a seat next to the Old Man. The Old Man looked to the man sitting next to him and saw his burly arms and dark glasses, and the bartender finally made his way toward the two in the back.
The bartender knew the Old Man for many years and so asked the gentleman in black what he would like first. The man responded that he had a gun and he told the bartender to stay completely still- he signaled to his friend who shut the door of the bar- and if he didn't move no harm would come to him or anyone in the bar. Then the friend went behind the counter to the register. The man at the bar grabbed the Old Man and held a gun to his head. He ordered everyone in the bar to stay still or else the Old Man would die.
The few sitting at tables with beers gave way to shock and ducked under their tables, but the bartender made a dash for the alarm button and his twelve gauge under the table. This infuriated the gunman who pushed the Old Man away, falling rather lightly towards the floor and managed to land on his hands and not hurt himself much. Grabbing a pool stick the gunman ran to and swung it on the bartender who had pushed the button but not yet grabbed the gun. The Bartender feel down and the gunman looked to his partner who just finally figured out the register.
The gunman took the Old Man back into his grasp and told him to walk with him or else, and the old man hunched his way in front of the gun. The sirens of the police cars trailed the car until the two robbers were surrounded at a busy intersection. They came out the vehicle threatening to harm the old man unless they be allowed to pass. The sight of the many guns aimed his way and the gun being held so close made the man give way to his bowls. The gunman slipped on the pee while trying to get back into the vehicle and the old man came tumbling down with him. He dropped his gun trying to brace his fall. The gun fired, and a bullet pierced the Old Man's arm. The gunman's accomplice looked to the fallen and immediately dropped his gun and raised his hands in terror. The two were surrounded at close range and then all three were taken.
In the hospital the Old Man was treated. In court, the two men had turned out to be minors and their parents although not rich were well enough to do. They could not believe that their sons would do such a thing. The Old Man settled the case for all medical expenses and 10,000 dollars because of the traumatic experience he had undergone.
The next month he spent in his condo at the trailer park where he lived. He had gotten it through his father's will. The Old Man began to order out every meal, and he called taxi services to pick him up at his door and take him to the local gentlemen's clubs in the uptown district. The Old Man stood at the front of the walkways and watched the ladies pass him by. He could not remember the last time he smiled and grew red as he did there. He drank at the bar of the club and he spent several dollars on every girl that came and simply tickled his ear. He took girls to the private rooms and came back home every night a very happy Old Man.
This process lasted for a month, and the Old Man never held a grimace on his face.
When a month had past the old man was broke and began his strides again with his grimace. The first day he began to walk to back to his bar Edward drove by and stopped to ask the man if he would like I ride. He pulled to the side of the street, opened his window and said, "Excuse me sir, but I always see you walking this way, and if you needed a ride down the street, I'd be happy to assist you." The Old Man stopped and looked to Edward and not saying anything he walked to the door. He got in the car and said, "Just Jacky's Bar would be fine." On the way Edward asked the Old Man how long he had been in town and what he did now. The Old Man looked blankly in front of him and responded thus: "All I care to do is drink or be surrounded by pretty girls." Edward dropped the Old Man at the bar and vowed to himself never to pick up the Old Man again, for he felt bad to be a part of his drinking.
The Old Man pulled out his last twenty dollars and handed it to Edward as a tip and said "Here, I know you'll use it better than I would. I'd rather it be with somebody who hasn't wasted their life and wait daily for there own death." Edward dropped his stern expression and looked to the Old Man with much empathy. The Old Man walked towards the bar doors and thought of the past when he was a younger man, when he could walk in faster strides and drive a vehicle towards uptown.