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Hi, I'm TH322. That's TH to you. I enjoy music, particularly deathcore, death metal, metalcore, Christian metal, and progressive metal. My favorite bands are, as follows (in no specific order): bring Me The Horizon, Underoath, The Almost, Silverstein, As Blood Runs Black, Parkway Drive, I Killed The Prom Queen, The Devil Wears Prada, Job For A Cowboy, killwhitneydead, As I Lay Dying, All Shall perish, blessthefall, and many, many others. Check out some of those bands, and see what I like. I probably forgot about 50 though. I like gaming, as it gives me an opportunity to randomly stream Pandora, which is my favorite site in the whole wide world, besides maybe Kongregate or Cracked. Kongregate is the best flash gaming site I have ever been on, or heard of. I am a big fan of it. Favorite rooms: Feed The Ducks, Impossible Is Nothing. I'm never in Feed The Ducks anymore though, always Impossible Is Nothing. Always. ----------------------------------------musicdemon, ljrules95, Mrworm, 123aaa789, aion7, xyzzy, and warbird12 are my bestest friends on Kongregate. We are like peas and carrots. Oh, and my favorite movie is Forrest Gump, if you didn't already figure it out from that carefully placed, really bad one-liner about peas and carrots. Oh, ok, my favorite movie is The Ring. But Forrest is good too. I love to play games, but sometimes I feel I suck at them. For-example, the loops of zen easy badge took me about a month to finally get right. Geez. Oh, I'm part of the OT Council. I'm always either in the IIN chat room (Impossible Is Nothing), or OT. If you don't know what OT is, you may kindly stop reading, and go look at the forums. Thanks asam3, for the sick avatar. If I add you as a friend for no reason at all, it is probably because you have a lot of badges that I don't, and I just want easy access to your profile, to view the badges, and have easy links to get to them. Smileys time >l:-{> Doeo King }:-{] Mustachioed Italian Man (0)- My avatar ----------------------------------------------------------- Edgar Allan Poe and Stephen King are great writers. Write now I'm reading a full collection of Edgar Allan Poe's works, and Stephen King's short story collection, Night Shift. I also enjoy manga novels, and graphic novels, such as Bleach, and Ranma 1/2. However, horror is much better. "Pluto -- this was the cat's name -- was my favorite pet and playmate. I alone fed him, and he attended me wherever I went about the house. It was even with difficulty that I could prevent him from following me through the streets." - Edgar Allan Poe, from the black cat. Change Pluto to Kierra and you have me. Right now it's raining, and I have nothing better to do, so I'm updating my profile. I'm seriously bored. New good bands that I like: Chevelle, Breaking Benjamin, and Trapt. Chevelle and Breaking Benjamin are probably my favorites, with Chevelle barely passing Breaking Ben. If you like Tool, you have to check out Chevelle. Right now. I love YouTube, the best videos out there are Danny MacAskill riding videos, and the Lazer Collections. My favorite athlete is Danny MacAskill, a street trials rider from Scotland. Defiantly check him out. Pears are good, I have a sudden craving for one, because they are my favorite food. Give me a pear, now! I haven't been on recently as much as I always used to be, it's because of school, on breaks, I'll be all over this place, like 24/7. Now, if you don't mind, I have to go play the piano. And yes, I can actually play something. And now I'm back. Quite nice huh? No, just quite bored still. I need something to do, and I'm too tired to really pay any attention to a game, so, here I am. Have you guys seen SevereFlame's profile? That thing is HUGE! He typed the whole thing, and it's like as long as you can make them! I started to read the whole thing, but it was so boring. Your probably saying "But TH, your's is really boring too, you have no right to complain!" And that's true, if you've even read this far, which you probably haven't. What's yalls favorite game around here? I personally like both Frantics, Bloons Tower Defense 3, and PR2. Leave me a shout if you're bored, I just love getting shouts, it makes me feel special, like I have friends, so if you've read this far, leave me a shout, and we'll have a conversation of some sort. Also, I just ate some steak. Yee-haw, Longhorn Steakhouse is awesome, they screwed up my order though, so they gave me a card for a free steak, and half-priced dessert. Awesome, huh? It's still raining. I wonder when it will stop. I think I'll keep writing in this for a few days, until it gets really long. How about that? And I'll friend anybody that reads the whole thing. Cool with you? Oh, and this Left 4 Dead month thing is pretty sweet, huh? I like it. Well, that's it for now, see ya tomorrow. Oh wait, one more thing, as of today, October 24th, 09, I have 382/829 badges. Or about 46%. Sweet, huh? Wow! I'm back again, even before tomorrow. I just squeezed the lemons. And now I have to squeeze the lemons again. Is that OK with you, John? "Yes it is good sir, do you want some fist with that tea?" "Wut, no?!" "Well then, have you paid the pied piper?" "Wut, no!" "BLARGHHH!" -------------- "Hey Jimmy, what's the answer to number 2?" "BLARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" "OK, b-l-a-r-g-h-h-h" Moving on, "IM'A FIRING MY LAZER!!! BLARGHHHH" Sure it's old, but it's still the best meme. BLARGHHH. Did you know that BLARGHHHH? "Oh, hey, what's that?" "DOCTOR OCTAGON..." Oh hey!" pound, punch, whack, slam "BLARGHHHH!" OK, enough of those lulz. The ending video of CycloManiacs is hilarious, I would beat the game again just to watch it. If you haven't seen it, you have to right now. Have I mentioned yet that cycling is my favorite sport? Well it is. Can you deal with that Cow? Huh? Speak to me Brown Cow! Randomness = random lulz. I love being like that, even though it weirds me out. Oh well, it's fun. What is this? Like, my 5th update on this thing today? By the end of this week my profile will be huge! Right guys? I mean, look, it's big already, imagine it in a week! I heard somewhere last week that bananas are herbs? Is this true? If you know, shout me the answer. It's just very, OH GOD I HAVE TO SQuEEZE THE LEMONS AGAIN! Up, wait, no, now I don't have too :-) OK, getting past that bit of little randomness, did you hear that somebody on the interwebs was wrong? And he was even a drop-out sk8rrrr! I mean, aren't they always right? I swear, if you guys had been there to see him be wrong, you would have fainted, because somebody on the interwebs had just made a mistake. How often does that happen? NEVER. By the way, Kongregate Sidebar is awesome. I got it yesterday, and man is it cool. It makes it so much easier to do stuff. Sorry all you IE, Safari, and Chrome hopefuls, Kong Sidebar only for Firefox (even though I almost always use Chrome.). Today, by my standards, I woke up extremely late. Yes, I woke up at 9 o'clock in the morning, and I'm considering myself late for the day... On a Sunday. Go on, tell me I'm crazy. That is, if you've read this far. Do you guys like poems? I'll recite my favorite: "Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore, While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door. "'Tis some visitor," I muttered, "tapping at my chamber door- Only this, and nothing more." Ah, distinctly I remember it was in the bleak December, And each separate dying ember wrought its ghost upon the floor. Eagerly I wished the morrow;- vainly I had sought to borrow From my books surcease of sorrow- sorrow for the lost Lenore- For the rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Nameless here for evermore. And the silken, sad, uncertain rustling of each purple curtain Thrilled me- filled me with fantastic terrors never felt before; So that now, to still the beating of my heart, I stood repeating, "'Tis some visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door- Some late visitor entreating entrance at my chamber door;- This it is, and nothing more." Presently my soul grew stronger; hesitating then no longer, "Sir," said I, "or Madam, truly your forgiveness I implore; But the fact is I was napping, and so gently you came rapping, And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door, That I scarce was sure I heard you"- here I opened wide the door;- Darkness there, and nothing more. Deep into that darkness peering, long I stood there wondering, fearing, Doubting, dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before; But the silence was unbroken, and the stillness gave no token, And the only word there spoken was the whispered word, "Lenore?" This I whispered, and an echo murmured back the word, "Lenore!"- Merely this, and nothing more. Back into the chamber turning, all my soul within me burning, Soon again I heard a tapping somewhat louder than before. "Surely," said I, "surely that is something at my window lattice: Let me see, then, what thereat is, and this mystery explore- Let my heart be still a moment and this mystery explore;- 'Tis the wind and nothing more!" Open here I flung the shutter, when, with many a flirt and flutter, In there stepped a stately Raven of the saintly days of yore; Not the least obeisance made he; not a minute stopped or stayed he; But, with mien of lord or lady, perched above my chamber door- Perched upon a bust of Pallas just above my chamber door- Perched, and sat, and nothing more. Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling, By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore. "Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou," I said, "art sure no craven, Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore- Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night's Plutonian shore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." Much I marvelled this ungainly fowl to hear discourse so plainly, Though its answer little meaning- little relevancy bore; For we cannot help agreeing that no living human being Ever yet was blessed with seeing bird above his chamber door- Bird or beast upon the sculptured bust above his chamber door, With such name as "Nevermore." But the Raven, sitting lonely on the placid bust, spoke only That one word, as if his soul in that one word he did outpour. Nothing further then he uttered- not a feather then he fluttered- Till I scarcely more than muttered, "Other friends have flown before- On the morrow he will leave me, as my hopes have flown before." Then the bird said, "Nevermore." Startled at the stillness broken by reply so aptly spoken, "Doubtless," said I, "what it utters is its only stock and store, Caught from some unhappy master whom unmerciful Disaster Followed fast and followed faster till his songs one burden bore- Till the dirges of his Hope that melancholy burden bore Of 'Never- nevermore'." But the Raven still beguiling all my fancy into smiling, Straight I wheeled a cushioned seat in front of bird, and bust and door; Then upon the velvet sinking, I betook myself to linking Fancy unto fancy, thinking what this ominous bird of yore- What this grim, ungainly, ghastly, gaunt and ominous bird of yore Meant in croaking "Nevermore." This I sat engaged in guessing, but no syllable expressing To the fowl whose fiery eyes now burned into my bosom's core; This and more I sat divining, with my head at ease reclining On the cushion's velvet lining that the lamp-light gloated o'er, But whose velvet violet lining with the lamp-light gloating o'er, She shall press, ah, nevermore! Then methought the air grew denser, perfumed from an unseen censer Swung by Seraphim whose footfalls tinkled on the tufted floor. "Wretch," I cried, "thy God hath lent thee- by these angels he hath sent thee Respite- respite and nepenthe, from thy memories of Lenore! Quaff, oh quaff this kind nepenthe and forget this lost Lenore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! - Whether Tempter sent, or whether tempest tossed thee here ashore, Desolate yet all undaunted, on this desert land enchanted- On this home by Horror haunted- tell me truly, I implore- Is there- is there balm in Gilead?- tell me- tell me, I implore!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Prophet!" said I, "thing of evil! - prophet still, if bird or devil! By that Heaven that bends above us- by that God we both adore- Tell this soul with sorrow laden if, within the distant Aidenn, It shall clasp a sainted maiden whom the angels name Lenore- Clasp a rare and radiant maiden whom the angels name Lenore." Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." "Be that word our sign in parting, bird or fiend," I shrieked, upstarting- "Get thee back into the tempest and the Night's Plutonian shore! Leave no black plume as a token of that lie thy soul hath spoken! Leave my loneliness unbroken!- quit the bust above my door! Take thy beak from out my heart, and take thy form from off my door!" Quoth the Raven, "Nevermore." And the Raven, never flitting, still is sitting, still is sitting On the pallid bust of Pallas just above my chamber door; And his eyes have all the seeming of a demon's that is dreaming, And the lamp-light o'er him streaming throws his shadow on the floor; And my soul from out that shadow that lies floating on the floor Shall be lifted- nevermore! " And that was The Raven, by Edgar Allan Poe, my favorite poet. KLUK! After that, why don't we discuss something else. Don't sell your siblings unless you're sure that the price cannot be beat. Before selling your siblings, you may also consider trading them into Mother Nature for something cooler, like a snake, or a turkey with a laser beam that only eats grilled lasagna stuffed with chicken, and speaks Portuguese. The possibilities are endless. Speaking of weird animals, I saw a guy this morning that was talking about THIS LOUD! to his friend in the hardware store, and he was swearing, and cussing, and surprisingly not very mad. I wanted to punch him, but, ya' know, I uhhh... didn't. There's always a turkey like that wandering around hardware stores. Have you ever noticed that? There's always a fat old guy with a hot temper that wanders around every appliance/hardware store there is, just the annoy you, and cuss at you. What? You haven't noticed that before? Maybe it's just me then. But, what's worse than grumpy old guys, is dumb skinny chicks that are 35, trying to ride a bicycle, but utterly failing, and falling, to attract guys. I say a group of them at the busiest intersection in town (which, by the way, isn't very busy), but they started to cross the street while a dumptruck was roaring at them from about 500- yards, and one of them starts to fall, hits another one, and they both fall down on top of each other, they then take about 10 more seconds to get on the bike, nevermind start pedaling, and they only lived, because the dumptruck driver wasn't drunk, and was looking where he was going (unlike most dumptruck drivers). ----------------------------------------------------Gather round young ones. The time has come to ravage through this planet again, to find, to find the bread. The ones who tried last, went far into the past, but all they are now, is dead, is dead. The great, elusive bread, the magnificent buttered ol' thang. Yes, I am somewhat crazy. But it is OK, if we all gather together our powers, we will be able to tackle the four-headed beast called Kongregate, and take over all of ti's badges, and all of it's games, and rule it once and for all, never to let go our grasp on the best, most user friendly flash aming site on this side of the Milky Way. Not that there are other flash gaming sites on the other side of the Milky Way. But, it would be cool if there were. But, if there were, we would also have to acknowledge the fact that there would have to be life on the other side of the Milky Way, for there to be a flash gaming site there. And they would have to be a very intelligent species, with at least a human level of intelligence. Imagine that. What would it be like if there WERE aliens? Would you be scared of them, or would you be all for them, what do you think they would be about? War? Peace? Stabbing us 30 times in the chest and then drinking from the wounds with a straw? I think that it would be pretty cool for there to be other aliens out there because I AM ONE BLARGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! -------------------- Bet'cha didn't know that.

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