At 7/19/13 11:52 PM, PiperAnn wrote:
At 7/19/13 09:32 PM, TehPoptartKid wrote:
I wish the lines in amusement parks were short.
Granted, but now everyone is to short to ride any of the rides.
I wish I had a portal that took me to whichever designated location I set it to,that doesn't break the space time continuum or rip me apart.
Granted. You visit the year 3000 and you are standing in the streets of New New York. You are not familiar with the place but you find a newspaper with a headline that talks about one of your relatives. You decide to call him up and you find a booth that you think is a phone booth. You enter the booth and enter 25 cents failing to realize that it's a suicide booth. When the moment comes, the suicide booth asks you what method of suicide you want and you blurt out loud to the machine, "There must be some mistake. I thought this was a telephone booth!" The suicide booth still asks you for what method of suicide you want. You can hear a robot from outside the booth yelling, I ain't got all day! The robot walks into the booth and says, Hey, my name is Bender. What's yours? You reply with your name, and Bender says, You must be new. I'll show you how this suicide booth works. And Bender says to the suicide booth, death by gunshot please! And boom! Both of you get shot by a gun. You fall to the floor dead but Bender just has a hole through metal body. He says, that was fun and walks away whistling a tune.
I wish Bender was my friend