Bad Scary Place

**poog** · 10-04-2008 03:59 PM

http://silverladder.com/links/badscary/intro.htm

**nitsuJ** · 10-04-2008 07:21 PM

A bad, scary place is in my head.

**poog** · 10-04-2008 07:30 PM

I think I just beat it...

Seriously.

**slayer** · 10-05-2008 12:57 AM

There isn't any pop-up scary stuff is there?

**EchoSun13** · 10-05-2008 02:23 AM

Originally Posted by slayer

There isn't any pop-up scary stuff is there?

Like that stupid bitches face from the exercist, then everyone knows you are afraid of her..And then your cousin wakes you up screaming and holding the picture in your face and you scream because..Well HELL she is fucking terrifing!!!

**slayer** · 10-05-2008 02:23 AM

Yeah...like that...

Nothing like that is on there right?

Because, I won't tolerate shock sites...

**EchoSun13** · 10-05-2008 02:24 AM

Ahha...I am not sure.

**nitsuJ** · 10-05-2008 07:19 AM

I went to it, it confused me.

**ClouD** · 10-05-2008 07:26 AM

This is it.

**poog** · 10-05-2008 04:18 PM

Originally Posted by slayer

Yeah...like that...

Nothing like that is on there right?

Because, I won't tolerate shock sites...

I don't think so...

the site is huge. And it's a maze of total randomness.

It is like a giant riddle, but there isn't any rhyme or reason for anything!

**ClouD** · 10-05-2008 04:39 PM

If you understand, you understand.

Otherwise, get some LSD if you will.

**poog** · 10-05-2008 06:17 PM

Originally Posted by ClouD

If you understand, you understand.

Otherwise, get some LSD if you will.

Originally Posted by poog

It is like a giant riddle, but there isn't any rhyme or reason for anything!

exactly

**tnemrot** · 10-05-2008 06:32 PM

I love it...

Awaking, shaking... afternoon sun. A pool of drool in the corner of the courtyard. School is in session and recess is in full swing. At least a dozen schoolchildren have gathered around. Morris is dead, and his horse and burro pace nervously. You check your watch. It's almost noon. "How did I get here?" you wonder. Just then you hear music.

1. Speak binary.

2. Chase the ice cream truck!

3. "What is this sound, children? Is this the sound of the Angel of Spain?"

**Black_Eagle** · 10-05-2008 06:42 PM

whoa lol

I can't live my life like this, tied to wires, strapped down to the train track, blinded by the light of a thousand TV sets. It's not time to change the channel yet. Oh, but it is. It certainly is. It's time to change the channel, turn off the TV, unplug the everything, close your eyes and SCREAM. Scream at everything they sell you. Scream at the "have you seen me" flyers you get in the mail. "Hey... I haven't seen you." Stop mailing me guilt. Stop making me pale. Stop complaining to me about your failure. If you make yourself a slave tied to everything you hate, who do you think is to blame? When you make your life a cage you can live in it. And you can sit there and shut your mouth and be the vegetable you turned yourself into. But back to the turned-off TV. Back to fake art and real art and heart attacks and overdoses and the good dying young. "NO THEY DON'T" she said as she pounded on his chest while he lay wheezing on the sidewalk outside the trendy Hollywood club. No they don't. Indeed. They live on and get FAT and OLD and do lots of endorsements for miracle products and limited edition garbage and family theme parks and all-you-can-eat restaurants. They let their belly grow as big as their bank account and then they puke on their legend. They let their suctioned fat drown everything sacred about the art they once made. They become part of the pop art fake art mass-produced cookie-cutter machine of miracle products and Las Vegas comebacks. They become a heart attack that never happened. They become 75 years-old and bored. They fall asleep during interviews. They authorize commemorative plates and figurines of themselves. They become a child's toy. They get buried in the sandbox and everyone forgets about them.