"Sqeezy The Rubber" never came to be ;_;
Age 24, Male
Joined on 12/1/02
Posted by Sqeezy - September 11th, 2008
Hallo it's sqeezy.
long time no see.
Okay quickshot.
My old tablet was broken for too long. Now I borrowed a mini one which actually works.
I'm gonna fucking make a flash animation right now.
Keep me motivated to finish it in the next few hours, without making it toooo bad,
by proposing your deepest desires. State your thoughts.Whatever.
I'll just start working right now.
No picture because it distracts you people.
i desire someone sleeping inside a closet
Make it funny.
If I draw a pretty picture for you, will you stick it on the post?
yes
I don't have anything to say. I just wanna be included in the comments.
ace
Condom Flossing.
I feel clever because I can use inside jokes.
it's not that inside anymore since you put it up youtube.
Have a rabbit on fire in it. DO IT.
Duuuude, where the fuck have you been?
Chemo therapy
Pics or it doesn't happen!
knife fight
lobster knife fight
I desire lazymuffin blowing a homeless dude with that sweet tongue of his, yessss pleasE?
Narrator: It was a day like any other. Except today was no ordinary day. Ribz T. McCage started his day like he always did: two shots of vodka. However, his ordinary day took an extraordinary twist when he went outside and checked his mailbox...
Ribz: Holy shit! (Noticing his mailbox is packed with $100 bills)
Narrator: Two-hundred thousand dollars. Ribz was ecstatic. This was the kind of money that he needed to start a new life for himself. He began planning how he was going to turn his life around with the help of his newfound 200 grand.
However, what he did not know was that this money was not intended for him, on 9416 Tuba Ct., it was intended for his neighbor, who lived across the street, at 9419: Nancy LaVerne. (The 6 on Ribz' slummy house address is upside down). Nancy could be summed up in five words: Bitch with a six-
string.
Nancy: (Yelling on a corded phone) Where's the fuckin' money?! ... Yeah you better figure out what happened to it or the boss is gonna chop off our fucking toes! ... JUST FIND THE GODDAMN MONEY! (Slams the phone down)
Narrator: Nancy was a bit distressed. It was her job to deliver the money to her boss, Mr. Miller. Nancy's levels of distress, however, weren't nearly as great as Jeff's. It was Jeff's job to deliver the cash to Nancy.
To put it grimly, Jeffrey signed his own death warrant.
To put it mildly, he was in a bit of trouble, and to put it bluntly, he was proper fucked.
Mr. Miller was the kind of boss many people would find a bit unreasonable. If you try to sneak around him, chances are you'll have trouble sneaking on your tippy toes again. (Camera shows a wall covered with jars of pickled toes)
Turns out Mr. Miller was a bit of a collector.
I desire an animation of all the fun places you can put a sqeezy. I can think of a couple...
Narrator: DURPPDY DURPEDY DOO DURRR
Ribz: DOOBEDY DAH! (Noticing his penis is packed with $100 bills)
Narrator: FLOPPIDY DOPPITY DOOOOOO.
Nancy: (Yelling on a corded penis) SKANKITY SKONKITY SKOO (Slams the penis down)
Narrator: JIGGETY JANGETY JEW SOCKS!~~! (Camera shows a wall covered with jars of pickled penises) JUMPIN JEHOSAFEATSTGFSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
You. Me. Epic Air Hockey battle.
It was epic, no doubt about that.
FROGS
ok so you those "wash you efing hands " commercial well think about this
guy dosnt wash his hands when he is at the restuaraunt comes backt o his table and instead of just getting a frie and putting it in his mouth littereraly stin=cks his entire hands the basket of french fries and leteraly turn em' into mashed potatos
and instead of just touching the baby's faceHE STICK HIS HAND DOWN THE BABYS TRHOUGHT!
i have a thing on my tongue and every time i touch/bite it it hurts
i used to have enlarged nipples!
fire and beanie bags.
i sometimes feel a strong urge to go on /b/ which i rarely resist :s
Catoblepas
animate a kid trying to get his/her loose tooth out with a hammer.