Wow. This is freaky.
Avoid doing this if you get motion sick.
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
MUCH better than cheese and penises, Gud.
FUN!
Whoa! That was freaky.
After messing with light, you should mess with sound!
Make pretty music with a tone matrix.
OMG, my screen is still wavering. Good times.
Gorg totally agree with Mrs. Schafly.
After all, it is Gorg who bring home mastodon meat, not woman!
(Woman? Where is mayonnaise? No, it not. I no see...Oh. Thank, woman.)
It is Gorg who risk life and limb to travel through tiger infested jungle to mastodon hunting ground!
(No, woman! I, Gorg, am only driver! I, Gorg, am man! Man only driver! Get it? Good...where we go?)
It Gorg who make fire! Gorg! Gorg make fire!
(Woman...where fire sticks? Gorg just had them...well, why were they there? Oh, that does make sense. Okay. Um. Fire made! ...how you cook mastodon again?)
Gorg make babies! Not...you know, Gorg no carry babies, but Gorg...Gorg did his bit, you know, with the...the grunting...
(Hey, woman? Where are babies, anyway? No, why should Gorg...? Really? Gorg no remember woman say that...)
Gorg make...uh...make...um...
(Woman! Tell Gorg what he do with the...you know, what you paint on wall! Gorg no know how read...What that word? Really? What it mean? Huh.)
In conclusion, Gorg...what, woman?
Gorg must go now. Gorg forgot to make skin clothes for winter. Gorg no think of things like that.
(Coming, woman! You no use magic on me, 'kay?)
Hey Gorg! Stop chatting on the cave walls and write my paper! Woman too dumb to understand Nathaniel Hawthorne!
Woman too dumb to understand Nathaniel Hawthorne!
"My puritan ancestors were deeply fucked up. You'd think it would make for more interesting writing, but, sadly, no."
MM, that brilliant. Me tag, but it too long.
You need to come to Salem and visit the House of the Seven Gables! That'll get the paper writing inspiration going.