Houdini Splicer

Whatever it was, had to manually unlock the door and pull on the door handle to open it. Ghost, gremlin, old lady with the lazy eye, it doesn't really matter. When the passenger door opened, it freaked me out. Especially since I had just left my uncle's house (that is supposed to be haunted). I was saying shit like, "Fuck a ghost. I ain't 'fraid of no ghost." Immediately after saying that, the door opened. Coincidence? Maybe. I said, "Okay, you got my attention," reached over, shut and locked the door, and drove right home.

A 1983 Dodge Rampage. It looked exactly like this one.

Public castration immediately comes to mind. Zeni, line up, 'cause you're next, bucko.

You've been drinking out of the urinal at school again, haven't you? I guess that's better than the usual swill you ingest, but... *shudders, vomits*

Do infrasonic waves open locked car doors while driving down the road? Just wondering, because that shit totally happened to me. Passenger side door just opens up for no reason. Never did it before, hasn't done it since. Freaky.

Also, make sure you show her your penis. Then mark your territory by pissing on her shoes. Real alpha male shit right there. Show them all what's up.

Indeed. Wouldn't have it any other way, chief.

Cool.

Didn't mean to insult you. Just Zeni.

Yep. Won't someone please think of the apples? Barbarians.

I'm just saying that Zeni's a drooling moron. Bottom shelf malt liquor tends to do that. Except, he's always been that way. The piss water he drinks only makes it worse.

Zeni wants ghostrek to be the Patrick to his Spongebob, except, in this case, Zeni's Patrick.

Welcome to the asylum, where the inmates are always in control.

Seven. For each one.

Ah, I see. Thank you.

Actually, I'd like to know this, too. I don't keep up with current trends, like the youngsters do. So, yeah. When did this shit start happening, and why? Enquiring minds want to know, or something.

Somebody went dumpster diving that day.

I read this post, then I read the thread title again. It all made perfect sense after that.

If stalking was an Olympic event, you'd win the gold medal for sure.

Your legacy is to be the punchline of true alphas' jokes... for all eternity. So, I suppose you do have a purpose after all.

Happy Birthday!

He sows his wild oats... into a sock every night.

Good luck! You got this!