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Slurpee Hates Freedom

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rated 3.38 / 5 stars
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clock
slurpee
flounderman

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Uploaded
Mar 7, 2009 | 8:39 PM EST

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True tales of the CC forums.

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killer34578killer34578

Rated 5 / 5 stars

haha

masterpiece, is the sound from: Mad Capsule Markets - Pulse


GAYDADBUTTFAG responds:

Actually it's a sound collage of every Carly Simon song ever mixed with every Anal Cunt Song ever compressed into a few seconds.


MechanusMechanus

Rated 5 / 5 stars

Nice artwork.

The story's a bit on the basic side, but it was all well done. I particularly liked the voice acting for SlurpeeClock. Did you do it?


GAYDADBUTTFAG responds:

Maybe


Rabid-TuxRabid-Tux

Rated 5 / 5 stars

kawaii

1xor2xor3=xor4

if 1= 1001
if 2= 1101
if 3=X
if 4= 0000

Solve for X


GAYDADBUTTFAG responds:

OR/X considering 1HOR2HOR3=HOR4
ergo,
OR HOR HOR


TruncheonClockTruncheonClock

Rated 5 / 5 stars

Always happens to me too

We should fight back brotha


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GAYDADBUTTFAG responds:

We will rise up against the opressive SlurpeeClock aristocracy and build a new government forged in honor, egalitarianism, and weird cartoon porn!


KaijuClockKaijuClock

Rated 5 / 5 stars

i fell madly in love!

have my children


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GAYDADBUTTFAG responds:

Floundermen can only be impregnated by other Floundermen, and we have 17 different sexes so even if you WERE a Flounderman the chances of either of us having children would be fairly slim. I could lay eggs in your brain like I do normally but people tend to die when the Flounderspawn burst out of their skulls. Really the whole ordeal is quite fruitless as Flounderspawn have no digestive systems, they exist for about two days, fucking, killing, and eating everything within three miles of their birthplace, then die of starvation. There is no AIDS epidemic in africa killing everyone, only three of my children sowing their wild oats. Ah, to be a teenager again.