Forum Replies Created
-
Posts
-
yes, we need to make it clear that 2pm is the starting time. 12noon is when the doors open for set up for general admission. if you show up at 2pm you will be late
its never to late, we print so many flyers… and we can alsways print and hang your art for the next events… we alsways need help with ideas.. it will eventcually be used
reset all ranking systems on all hosted servers, allong with the arcade
hopefully we will be voting tf2 in
Falcon said:
I demand a see-through cup.what happens in the cup, stayes in the cup… its a trick among Dice
Falcon said:
official print-off: 60 of the two color ones like previous fliers, each. 30 of the black and white one gxti did as well.I also printed off around 50 for the Black and white, and around 20-30 of the B/W sponsors one.
thanks belk
and dont forget
deltron 3030
or
del the funky homosapian
or
deltron z
or
deltron zero
I wanna devise a virus
To bring dire straits to your environment
Crush your corporations with a mild touch
Trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus
I want to make a super virus
Strong enough to cause blackouts in every single metropolis
Cuz they dont wanna unify us
So *edited* it total anarchy
Can’t nobody stop us
You see late in
the evening
*edited*ed up on my computer and my mind starts roaming
I create like a heathen
The first cycles of this virus I can send through a modem
Infiltration hits your station
No microsoft or enhanced dos will impede
Society thinks thier safe when
Bingo! harddrive crashes from the rendering
Alot of hackers tryed virus’s before
Vaporize your text like so much white out
I want it where a file replication is a chore
Lights out shut down the entire whitehouse
I dont want just a bug that could be corrected
Im erecting immaculate design
Break the nation down section by section
Even to the greatest minds its impossible to find
I wanna devise
a virus
to bring dire straits to your environment
crush your corporations with a mild touch
trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus
I want to develop a super virus
Better by far then that old y 2 k
This 3030 the time of global unification break right through they
terminals, burn em all
Slaves to silicon
Curupt politicians with leaders and thier keywords
F.B.I and spys stealin bombs
Decipitate thier plans in thier face and catch the fever
Everybody loot the stores get your caned goods
Even space stations are having a hard time
Beast keeepers seek to take our manhood
Which results in the form of global aparthied
Ghettos are trash dumps with gas pumps
Exploding and burnt out since before the great union
The last punks walk around like masked monks
Ready to manipulate the data base and break through em
Human rights come in a hudreth place
Mass production has always been number one
New Earth has become a repungnent place
So its time to spread the fear and the thunder some
I wanna devise a virus
to bring dire straits to your environment
crush your corporations with a mild touch
trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus
I wanna devise a virus
to bring dire straits to your environment
crush your corporations with a mild touch
trash your whole computer system and revert you to papyrus
0-[-DELTRON 3030 .|:.:|. VIRUS-]-0
gxti said:
Random idea
no way van you walk past that.
*edited* i can print a few of those in belk for free
AAA+++++++++++++ loots sig
MCPB for the win!!!
I make def tunes. Take from MF Doom and Jeff Koons. No
one left for the restrooms when I got on stage. I can rock
the mic to silence by Jon Cage with the arty flavor. I shoot
the gift like a party favor. Flip the script and makes it do
cartwheels. Feel smart, steal hearts and start meals with
chocolate. I drop gems like I got holes in my pockets.
Why talk? Heck. Oh shuck. I catches wreck like a
towtruck, silly kid. I’m iller than the Iliad and show more
than Shoah while you’re so corny you’ve got to SOHCAHTOA.
PEMDAS EFX, the number one skirmisher. I’m in the house like
furniture, pessimist. I’ll push the envelope off a precipice.
I push the envelope so hard, it goes, “Excuse you.”
Take two and pass. Make you spin on your *edited* like a
green paint sprinkler on white grass. I’m rapping, son.
“You’re not my Dad.” If you think you think outside the box,
you’re trapped in one. I’m advancing the art form. Depantsing
a fart storm. Some people don’t like thinking. Guess it’s too hard for them.
My dope duds don’t touch soap suds. I keep it realer
than a rotoscope does. I keep it more Gully than Jonathon
Livingston.
Brag rhymes have no lag times: Acrostics, narratives,
Fibbonacci challenge poems, declarative palindromes,
manifestos. My five fans can attest, yo.
Coming soon? Morse Code, Origami, Kirigami, Krikigami.
issue harsher restraints. And if I had any rhythm maybe you’d finally faint.
The way I communicate can make a dang eunuch mate. I
write first person light verse in a white hearse and I’m the
ne plus ultra of B+ culture. My goal is to make you go, “Holy
frijoles! Jesus H. Christ,” where “H.” stands for “Holy crap.” To boldly rap into the outer reaches. This doubter
teaches defining God as aligning a divining rod with a hot
chick’s reclining bod. ‘Cause life is fickle. Hellish.
Anemic. Sickle cellish. Dude. You’ll get chopped up like
pickle relish.
And when we perish, we’re–what’s the term, dude?
“Worm food.”
Worm food. Friends’ memories fade. You’re remembered by what
you’ve made. So I intertwine my mind and my rhymes in a
braid. I bungie jump into my grungy dump and come up with a
trust fundy dust bunny spongy clump.
MC Paul Barman “Excuse You”
A++++++++++++ loot for the sig
[MCPB]
Can I chime in?
I’ll still be rhymin’
when I’m in your hymen
I radiate like it was ’88
and I’m searching for my lady mate
I’m a hunter-gatherer
a cunter-latherer
My dandy voice makes the most anti-choice
granny’s panties moist
I do the new when the tried and true fails
plus I’m lookin’ fly in my sky blue tails
Now peel off your tube top
so I can feel your boobs flop on my lubed *edited*
socks up to your calf like a chick from the (craff?)
I wanna put on a serated condom and saw you in half
