Wanna hear something funny?

[OkBuddy 586]

You're dead. :3

[Jokuc 8,174]

Edited September 22, 2013 by Jokuc

[be my waifu 2,842]

no u

[Jack "Fox" Grayson 27]

[Chevette 1,052]

Man, dude... Like, dude, man... That's like, really deep dude... It's like; "whoa" dude... That like, totally makes me think, man... Like, a lot more than usual, which is like, not at all, man... Like what if everything is like, nothing man. It's like them there moments you get when you are in a totally different place but have a totally uncontrollable yet vague flashback that is hardly explained by any memory you may have of a certain dream that eventually has something to do with life...

 

You know, I was expecting to like, totally come into this topic and be like; "Yo dawg, this foe be postin' bullshit homie." But it turns out that is not the case. This reminds me of a time, a time when everything was nothing. You know what I mean. You'd wake up for the day and do nothing. Why? Simply because one was nothing. Said person didn't matter to society, one was just dragged around like a little wagon behind a tractor all day only getting pulled where the tractor knew the wagon would make it.

It's the big tractors that made all the difference, right? Of course. The tractors that hauled more than one cart and dropped them all off at different areas of the field really made the difference. Why? Well, the carts were filled with whatever the said crop would be and they were towed back to the farm.

But what do we see on every rural drive? Abandoned carts. Yeah. What became of the ones that weren't towed by the tractor? Nothing. But it was the tractor who decided the fate of the wagon, to be pulled or to sit abandoned.

 

For the most part, you could say were are all abandoned by the tractor. I mean, we can't exactly latch back onto the tractor after it has left us be. It is up to the tractor to return and pull us to the barn for the night.

 

What does all this have to do with death? Well, as much as you make it. You could say I am wasting my time writing this, but simply, I am just waiting for a pizza to cook and this is probably the best way to pass the time considering I don't want to start a Netflix episode and have to stop it to fetch the pizza.

 

So, back to what I was saying. Death. Something everyone has no idea about. Some may try to fake themselves into thinking a certain thing about death, but we have no idea. Just like the carts have no idea where they are being pulled by the tractor until they are unhooked and left alone. It's up to the cart to do absolutely nothing. And that's all the difference, right? Just letting what is going to happen, happen. 

 

Sure, if you are a cart being towed by the tractor you can blow a tire and make the tractor stop, but in the long run, the cart is still going to eventually reach a fate. Whether the fate is to sit in a field and rot, or haul the crop back to the farm. But can you as the cart control what happens? Nope. You as the cart can do just about nothing. Just like we can do just about nothing in the topic of death.

 

Shit, we could be dead right now. We could be the abandoned carts in the field. 

 

The real key to life is to be a tractor, but unfortunately, only certain people are chosen to be tractors

I consider myself a tractor. But, i'm the self-certified master of everything, therefore anyone's argument is invalid. 

 

This reply either makes sense or is a load of bullshit, take it how you please.

[I used to be a stranger 7,994]

[Th3 Chaos Theory 89]

Man, dude... Like, dude, man... That's like, really deep dude... It's like; "whoa" dude... That like, totally makes me think, man... Like, a lot more than usual, which is like, not at all, man... Like what if everything is like, nothing man. It's like them there moments you get when you are in a totally different place but have a totally uncontrollable yet vague flashback that is hardly explained by any memory you may have of a certain dream that eventually has something to do with life...

 

You know, I was expecting to like, totally come into this topic and be like; "Yo dawg, this foe be postin' bullshit homie." But it turns out that is not the case. This reminds me of a time, a time when everything was nothing. You know what I mean. You'd wake up for the day and do nothing. Why? Simply because one was nothing. Said person didn't matter to society, one was just dragged around like a little wagon behind a tractor all day only getting pulled where the tractor knew the wagon would make it.

It's the big tractors that made all the difference, right? Of course. The tractors that hauled more than one cart and dropped them all off at different areas of the field really made the difference. Why? Well, the carts were filled with whatever the said crop would be and they were towed back to the farm.

But what do we see on every rural drive? Abandoned carts. Yeah. What became of the ones that weren't towed by the tractor? Nothing. But it was the tractor who decided the fate of the wagon, to be pulled or to sit abandoned.

 

For the most part, you could say were are all abandoned by the tractor. I mean, we can't exactly latch back onto the tractor after it has left us be. It is up to the tractor to return and pull us to the barn for the night.

 

What does all this have to do with death? Well, as much as you make it. You could say I am wasting my time writing this, but simply, I am just waiting for a pizza to cook and this is probably the best way to pass the time considering I don't want to start a Netflix episode and have to stop it to fetch the pizza.

 

So, back to what I was saying. Death. Something everyone has no idea about. Some may try to fake themselves into thinking a certain thing about death, but we have no idea. Just like the carts have no idea where they are being pulled by the tractor until they are unhooked and left alone. It's up to the cart to do absolutely nothing. And that's all the difference, right? Just letting what is going to happen, happen. 

 

Sure, if you are a cart being towed by the tractor you can blow a tire and make the tractor stop, but in the long run, the cart is still going to eventually reach a fate. Whether the fate is to sit in a field and rot, or haul the crop back to the farm. But can you as the cart control what happens? Nope. You as the cart can do just about nothing. Just like we can do just about nothing in the topic of death.

 

Shit, we could be dead right now. We could be the abandoned carts in the field. 

 

The real key to life is to be a tractor, but unfortunately, only certain people are chosen to be tractors

I consider myself a tractor. But, i'm the self-certified master of everything, therefore anyone's argument is invalid. 

 

This reply either makes sense or is a load of bullshit, take it how you please.

Hm, let's see...

[Zygen 6,066]

That was so funny I forgot to laugh...

[Harmonic Revelations 8,835]

No you.

[Sir Hugsalot 9,351]

Hilarious.

[Chevette 1,052]

Hm, let's see...

 

I wish I could say so my friend... I wish I could say so...

I tend to result in throwing Alpacas at the neighbor's really nice mailbox. I mean seriously, it has like this fake gold shit around the edge... I mean what's he trying to do? Be all like "I got the best mailbox on the block! *HURGEN GURGEN*" He's a real McDoucherton... Mailmen don't give a sheet what the mail goes in as long as it's out of their cute little satchel...

[CT-1138 3,183]

Eh, not really, but I'll humor you. Let's hear the joke...

Edited September 22, 2013 by Dinos4Ever

[Soundgarden 2,758]

Man, dude... Like, dude, man... That's like, really deep dude... It's like; "whoa" dude... That like, totally makes me think, man... Like, a lot more than usual, which is like, not at all, man... Like what if everything is like, nothing man. It's like them there moments you get when you are in a totally different place but have a totally uncontrollable yet vague flashback that is hardly explained by any memory you may have of a certain dream that eventually has something to do with life...

 

You know, I was expecting to like, totally come into this topic and be like; "Yo dawg, this foe be postin' bullshit homie." But it turns out that is not the case. This reminds me of a time, a time when everything was nothing. You know what I mean. You'd wake up for the day and do nothing. Why? Simply because one was nothing. Said person didn't matter to society, one was just dragged around like a little wagon behind a tractor all day only getting pulled where the tractor knew the wagon would make it.

It's the big tractors that made all the difference, right? Of course. The tractors that hauled more than one cart and dropped them all off at different areas of the field really made the difference. Why? Well, the carts were filled with whatever the said crop would be and they were towed back to the farm.

But what do we see on every rural drive? Abandoned carts. Yeah. What became of the ones that weren't towed by the tractor? Nothing. But it was the tractor who decided the fate of the wagon, to be pulled or to sit abandoned.

 

For the most part, you could say were are all abandoned by the tractor. I mean, we can't exactly latch back onto the tractor after it has left us be. It is up to the tractor to return and pull us to the barn for the night.

 

What does all this have to do with death? Well, as much as you make it. You could say I am wasting my time writing this, but simply, I am just waiting for a pizza to cook and this is probably the best way to pass the time considering I don't want to start a Netflix episode and have to stop it to fetch the pizza.

 

So, back to what I was saying. Death. Something everyone has no idea about. Some may try to fake themselves into thinking a certain thing about death, but we have no idea. Just like the carts have no idea where they are being pulled by the tractor until they are unhooked and left alone. It's up to the cart to do absolutely nothing. And that's all the difference, right? Just letting what is going to happen, happen. 

 

Sure, if you are a cart being towed by the tractor you can blow a tire and make the tractor stop, but in the long run, the cart is still going to eventually reach a fate. Whether the fate is to sit in a field and rot, or haul the crop back to the farm. But can you as the cart control what happens? Nope. You as the cart can do just about nothing. Just like we can do just about nothing in the topic of death.

 

Shit, we could be dead right now. We could be the abandoned carts in the field. 

 

The real key to life is to be a tractor, but unfortunately, only certain people are chosen to be tractors

I consider myself a tractor. But, i'm the self-certified master of everything, therefore anyone's argument is invalid. 

 

This reply either makes sense or is a load of bullshit, take it how you please.

 

Great pasta, never seen it before though. I'm so using this

Edited September 22, 2013 by Kyouko

[SomariFeyWright 776]

This thread is worth it's existence just for the responses.

[Jadefire 2,797]

I hate it when that happens.

[Vaddix 98]

 

Now it's true.

[Chevette 1,052]

Great pasta, never seen it before though. I'm so using this

 

The greatest pasta is cooked by me my friend. I bake in the FLAVOR son. We're not talking about this..." [Makes the square] ..."Or this"... [Makes the triangle] ..."we're talking about THIIIIIIIIIIIIISSS!!!!!!!!" [Makes a dotted line all over the screen, the lines fade out after a moment].