Once upon a time, Mister Tommy Jefferson was minding his own business, eating his cabbage, when that mean old industrialist mister Al Hamilton came in uninvited.
"How rude," thought Tommy Jefferson, "first he undercuts all I have tried to do for years, then he establishes an economy based on industrialization rather than the sacred American Agrarian, and now he interrupts my cabbage".
"What is it now, Alexander?"
"Oh, business as usual, Thomas. Is the common man educated yet, or have you wasted more of the money my businesses made?"
"Don't talk about that! You know these things take time."
"Yeah, time. Time like your Monticello debts take time to pay off. Oh wait, you can't pay them off."
Mean old industrialist mister Al Hamilton had crossed a line.
"James! I told you never to let Hamilton in my house ever again!" Squalked Tommy Jefferson, coughing up cabbage.
"Sorry, Tom, but Alex is my friend, and he looked so sad when I said you couldn't come in. He's not that bad a guy when you get to know him, and neither is John Ada-" said Jamie Madison.
"Don't mention that name. John and I are through!" Interrupted Tommy Jefferson, his face as red as his hair used to be.
"So, Gentlemen, shall we get to business?" inquired mean old industrialist mister Al Hamilton. "I hear the southern states would like to see the capital moved. I could... arrange such a thing".
"What could you possibly want from Virginia that would entice you to move the capital, Alex?" Asked James Madison.
"James, I told you to never let Hamilton in, no matter what. My debts will be paid before I'll see that man in my house again. Out! Out! And no, you can't have any of my cabbage" said Tommy Jefferson.
"Speaking of debts, Virginia has paid off hers, but many northern states haven't. I want that debt assumed, Thomas. Assumed by the federal government." Said Alex Hamilton.
"Never. You're just trying to sell influence to the highest bidder."
"I don't think he'll leave until you agree to a compromise, Tom. Moving the capital to the south in exchange for assumption of state debts sounds like a good bargain." Whispered Jamie Madion, whisperingly, in a whispered whisper.
"Fine." Barked Tommy Jefferson, passive-aggressively.
in other news, I just remembered the original Portal has really creepy blood spattering and I'm wondering whether I should play it again because of that
really, the first time I played it that was probably the worst part besides the turrets (and I think those kind of may be the same thing? -shrug-)
Mitt Romney was born on March 12, 1947, in Ohio, Florida, Michigan, Virginia and several other swing states. He emerged, hair first, believing in America, and especially its national parks. He was given the name Mitt, after the Roman god of mutual funds, and launched into the world with the lofty expectation that he would someday become the Arrow shirt man.
At parties with other Apple employees, they'd all get tanked, pull out their phones, and spike them to the ground, laughing as the Gorilla Glass and circuits sprayed. Sounds more entertaining than flip cup, at least—and to Jake and the rest, it was a sort of game. How many phones could they squeeze out of oblivious, infinitely-stocked Apple? In the early days of the phone, the only limit seemed to be the audacity of the Geniuses. They even traded gear for free drinks.
Remember back in the 50s when they'd record like Elvis singing YOU AIN'T NOTHIN BUT A HOUND DOG and then they'd turn the record over and reverse it and it was all NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP NYERP and people were all like, "That is actually the voice of Satan coming from that song."
Argh, really long day today.
Whose idea was it to make a schedule where the two classes on Tuesday and Thursday are three hours apart? Oh, yeah. Derp.
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Heeee is the One, pure in his heart, shining fair in the bright, never lost
Assassin poems, Poems that shoot
guns. Poems that wrestle cops into alleys
and take their weapons leaving them dead
Too bad Gloria Estefan restored my enthusiasm.
I'm un-depressed now, I want to go be constructive and accomplish things. Yeah! Life is awesome!
''Get on your feet, stand up, stand up and take some action''
Gloria Estefan, you sure know how to lift my spirits and ruin a bad mood.
Anyways, yeah, I haven't done a Facepalm Studios thing in a while.
It started out as a parody of really bad adaptations and movies that were nothing but references to other movies. It later turned into something much better.
I don't really know video game creators.
also he made the Doom games or something
I played those a lot back in the day
Also, therapy sessions scheduled. Huzzah.
Unsurprisingly
On the other hand, Yarrun.