Jason Kerouac is GOD

Silent K wrote:I kinda did.

I kinda wish you'd taken a picture.

And I can't believe I left it behind along with my necklace.

They say forgetting things is a subconscious desire to return to a place.

I wonder what that says about someone as forgetful as myself. I'm ALWAYS leaving things everywhere I go.

The correct answer to the tree is, as Monty Python teaches.

Sapphire Gypsy wrote:They say forgetting things is a subconscious desire to return to a place.

I guess so, but how subconscious is it when I intentionally left stuff there?

The necklace and "ring" excepted. I really did forget those.

*sniffs*

So see. Leaving things to mark your territory is different than forgetting something. I think those qualify.

Jason catches a bunch of shit on the boards, a lot of it deservedly so. But, man, when he comes through, he really comes through.

After trying to haggle a deal with the Lord of Lesser Realm and also Minimates known as Tenime, the One Kerouac spoke to me directly and shined his light through a private message.
"Dost thou seek an army of three and three quarters of an inch immobile plastic warriors?"
Dumbfounded, I replied.
"I do. Yet my house does not have the wealth to obtain such a thing."
Graciously, the Shepard responded to the lamb.
"I seek to relieve myself of mine own armies. I will gift them to you. The only tidings that are required is that you pay for their journey."
This could not be believed!
"Surely, you have a use for your men! Please, review your holdings. I will humbly accept those that most unwanted. Gift the strongest warriors to others more deserving."
Kerouac scoffed.
"Bah. They are but a pittance. I have released the armies and they now travel to your homestead. As an aside, your name, it does displease me."
I could only but humbly apologize for the name cursed upon me by my father. And in the back of my mind, I couldn't quite decide, had I'd truly made a deal with a god...... or a devil?

LMFAO!!!

I have to say, that was one epic story. Hahaha,