Paper Lane

He sometimes like to call the article by the pompous name of pot-de-chambre. It reminded him of his childhood when he and a friend used to play a curious precocious game in which they both pretended to be noble ladies at a ball. One would always begin by asking the other "And what, if I may ask, is that exquisite perfume you are wearing tonight, Duchess?"

The other would then flutter an imaginary fan and simper before replying, "It is Guerlain's new Pot-de-Chambre, my dear Countess. Is it permitted to ask what your ravishing odour is?"

"Certainly, Duchess; I am honored that you like it. It is Chanel's latest Vase-du-Nuit."

(the two can't get their mother to tell them other French improprieties to use in this game and so...)


...they were reduced to poring over her signed menus of past dinner parties. There they found such exciting things as 'Bisque d'ecreviss' and 'Baba a l'Imperatrice'. This last seemed delightfully naughty and rude, because Orvil translated it with much conviction as 'Bobbles of the Empress' and 'Bobbles' had been his first nurse's childish name for teats.

this passage from "In Youth is Pleasure" by Denton Welch, 1945

Please do not take the veggies, they are for the guard bunnies, and you may lose an appendage. Purloin at your own risk!

Be it known that Soso has become home to first Tickle Toll Booth. People passing this location shall receive a feather pen and/or a jar of tickle powder, to use as they see fit.

Established December 15th, 2002 by:
Yogi the Bear, and
Mina the Goddess of All Things Fun.

Stop! Stop! No!
::kicks and giggles::

Aaaiiieee!! Hahahahah! Stop!!

UPDATE:
The tickling tool booth has gone high tech... we're giving out cylinders of laughing gas instead of tickle powder now. Enjoy!

Yeee haaaa!

excellent! i'll make it a regular stop!

hope and wee clowning
replenish stock, smile, and do
bring sweet Selvation

I have decorated my home in a manner to my pleasing. I welcome you, and hope you enjoy it. If you are in need, ask me and I will help you out. Just please leave my notes, and feel free to add another - there is paper in the library for this purpose. I hope you enjoy the game!

as thurgood said, we're all naked in gne. but in rl i have cloths, and this is what i look like.
http://photos.yahoo.com/enoughmiddlefingers

hope u all add a link to a pic of yourself

http://www.davidchess.com/words/shirt1.gif

Undeep, my heart!
On a dark night such as this:
Inconsolable.

Three eggs, one with ritual markings, arranged slyly to resemble Kant's Critique of Pure Reason. The depths of an endless house. A dying tree.

You lighted an imaginary tree.
mood +200 It's unimaginably beautiful...

...
Budget cuts and a severe tree shortage mean that this is all we're getting this year. If you don't like it, move to Fierov Heights!

Sincerely yours,
the Turtle Hill Neighborhood Association

In real life, I once lived in Sweden. And now I live here. What do you think of all that?

mmmmmm, sweden. tastes like chicken!

my pal vuori lives in finland.

Seems unlikely. Who ever heard of "Sweden"?

Sweden is a nice place with white food. Or so I've heard...

Sweden, like that smooth leather stuff?

I have a pair of Sweden boots...they don't seem big enough to live in; you must be very short. Welcome to GNE, we don't discriminate!

Sweden i have hered of it but i thought it was a leagend.------>Just kidden

Sweden? Isn't that just a part of Norway?

Tastes like chicken? Yes, Sweden sour chicken.

riiiiiiiiiiiiiiiight...

Guardian angel,
Always with a helping hand!
We love you, Yeoz!

Happy holidays, sweetie. :)

- yeoz -

hax0er genie us,
grand master of GNE
teach us more hacks please!

Thanks for making the game so enjoyable through your brilliant insights and most genial manner. ^_~

a *sigh* from dear Yeoz
what has vexed you so today?
I'll make you cookies!

You have a criminal's mind, and a hero's heart. You may resist - but you love us too!

Inspoetica,
Gets line 1 all to hirself!
Anyone surprised?

Happy holidays, sweet inspy! :)

inspired poet
teacher of my mind and soul
ever in my heart

Joyous season, inspoetica!

boy i'm in a hur-
ry and I don't remember the
constraints of haiku

merry happy!

Dudez a Plenti is a boy band managed by Conan O'Brien, a.k.a. "C". From a pool of 6 billion candidates, Conan narrowed it down to 1000, then 998, and from that, selected FIVE lucky boys to be a part of the hottest boy band in history!

THE BOYS:

_ELLIOT_
Previously known as: Mattie J, Jay, Ben, Dr. W
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Green
Height: 5'9"
Characteristics: Goatee
Personality: The Offender
Stance: Has to go to the bathroom

_PROFESSOR P_
Previously known as: DJ Drew, Oscar, Billy Bo
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'10"
Characteristics: Crazy hair
Personality: The Sexer
Stance: Was hit on the head with a mallet

_THE KID MAN_
Previously known as: Kel-Z, Q-Z
Hair: Blonde
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'11"
Characteristics: Tattoo on left arm, vanity respirator
Personality: The Edge
Stance: Smells something bad

_IAGO_
Previously known as: Anthony, Tony B.
Hair: Light Brown
Eyes: Blue
Height: 5'10"
Characteristics: Longish hair
Personality: The Brilliance
Stance: Never see this guy's face

_SAMANTHA_
Previously known as: Dan, Lorraine
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Brown
Height: 5'11"
Hharacteristics: Goatee, Ear piercings
Personality: The Electrocuted
Stance: Something's really the matter with this guy


HOW DUDEZ A PLENTI GOT ITS NAME:

"What's our name gonna be? Dudez-a-Plenti. 'Dudez' with a 'z', and 'Plenti' with an 'i', not a 'y'. 'a' with an 'a', cuz there's not much you can really do with 'a'."


THEIR #1 HIT:

_BABY, I WISH YOU WERE MY BABY_

Baby, I wish you were my baby
I'll make you make a baby
Let's make electric power!
In fear you should not cower
'Cuz girl I will protect you
I promise not to sex you
And ah ah, ah ah ah ah, ah ah ah ah
Ah ah ah-aha-a-a-aaooooaaaaaaahhhh

(I wish you were my)
Baby, I wish you were my baby
(I wish you were, I wish)
I wish you were my baby







*** EXTRA!!! EXTRA!!! ***

Dudez a Plenti will be performing soon in Stencilton. Get your concert tickets now!! (Available in Bentown and City of Dreadful Night.)

together talking
trivia torwards the thing
time tantalizing
torturous they're to thinking
timid they take them trying

Inspoetica
Is Intererotica
In icelandica

you've just been genomed by the 23rd Genome Project. you are now REQUIRED to copy and paste the following phrase into public GNE chat:

oinkie oinkie oinkie! all the little piggies come to the third floor of Rital Inn room 301 and feed on genomes! and then wait until 1 person shows up before you start picking up and using genomes.

genomes provided by the 23rd Genome Project.

ps: REQUIRED is in all caps because you are REQUIRED! do not ignore this notice!

oinkie, oinkie, oinkie!!!!

Thanks for the laugh.

"To the last I grapple with thee; from hell's heart I stab at thee; for hate's sake, I spit my last breath at thee."

Captain Ahab
Moby Dick, Herman Melville

There once was a house made of yellow,
That looks like its made out of Jell-o,
Some people have seen,
That this house has been,
Inhabited by quite a nice fellow.

This note is just to tell everybody that Kyle Stein gave the best party I've ever been in his squat.

Thanks Kyle!

Kyle is the best!

Roses are red, violets are blue...who knew?

cool green grass
starry sky
warm evening breeze
fireflies!

Your house sparkles like the finest jewel in Bobbleton... but it still pales in comparison to you.

Thank you for your hospitality, your kindness, your overwhelming compassion, and your love.

The fancy printer at this location has been furnished by devjoe. Make all the advocate forms you like, but leave the printer here when you are done.

Someone keeps taking the Printer!

"You cannot get it by taking thought
You cannot seek it by not taking thought"

Derxus is an artist with words
To some it may seem quite absurd
He makes me inspired
Brings back that old fire
And I long, once again, to be heard

Camus drinking tea with silent winter.

Inspoetica:
Astute in hir observation;
Learned in many ways.

You seek me in those around,
But cannot see truth.
I sit in front of you now.

Dear Santa,

I was in the area, and thought I'd say hi. Nice house you've got here! Also, I have been very good this year and would love a new saxamaphone to replace the one I lost. Also, peace on earth.

Logically,
Lauren

Welcome to the Mina's Museum of Making!

In this exhibit you will find everything a Stenicltonian can possibly make. Each Item has been painstakingly handcrafted by the talented and beautiful Mina.

Mina has also carefully noted the making skill each item bestows upon its creator. These values can be found in the companion note to this exhibit (::making skill points::).

Please respect the dedication and hard work of Mina and leave the exhibit in exactly the same condition as you found it. If you must leave something behind, please make it a comment in this note :)

Thank you for your time, and please have a nice day!

Great exibition! I'd like to thank Yogi and Mina for their work and hope this exibition stays in town as long as possible :))

Please, it was Mina's idea and her hard work... she deserves all the credit!

A beautiful idea from the beautiful mind of a beautiful woman!

please

pretty please

you need one at the top of the stack also.

"I see you and I know who you are"

wow. portable blog (new player; first time i've found this kinda stuff)

don't eat the colored eggs, friends!

::making skill points::
*Game Neverending [0]
*purple sheet of paper [+10]
*(2) platinum bar [+8]
*Sweet New Age Love [+9]
*brown sheet of paper [+5]
*sense of entitlement [+9]
*cow [+9]
*diamond ring [0]
*MetaFilter [+10]
*gold bar [+9]
*(9) slice of funky pizza [+7]
*(5) lobster bisque [+8]
*green sheet of paper [+3]
*basket of fries [+8]
*genome [+7]
*silver bar [+7]
*(12) spam [+7]
*(3) fancy dress ball [+8]
*(6) carrot loaf [+7]
*New Economy [+8]
*(4) cup of espresso [+7]
*(4) cup of coffee [+6]
*(5) bowl of soup [+5]
*(12) bun [+3]
*(10) milkshake [+4]
*tube of miracle carrot creme [+4]
*(6) glass of limeade [+3]
*M19A-6BMM/311 form [+3]
*(6) glass of lemonade [+3]
*blue sheet of paper [+2]
*Petition to Advocate for Changes to the Personal Identification Database (triplicate) [+4]
*fish and chips [+3]
*(24) cookie [+3]
*omelette [+2]
*(6) pie [+2]
*(12) glazed donut [+2]
*quire of Petitions to Advocate ... Forms (triplicate) [+4]
*Pointmass. breakfast bar [+1]
*(20) pinch of salt [+1]
*fried egg [+2]
*yellow sheet of paper [+1]
*(20) quire of paper [+1]
*quire of M19A-6BMM/311 forms [+2]
*chocolate chips [+1]
*Personal Information Form [+2]
*quire of Personal Information Forms [+1]
*quire of paper [+1]
*ream of paper [+2]
*Web [+1]
*(24) sheet of paper [+1]
*red sheet of paper [+1]

apple +35
boiled egg +40
bun +40
butternut +50
cucumber +35
cup of coffee +48
lobster bisque +520
milkshake +160
peach +33
pie +230
pointmass" breakfast bar +80
side of beef +20000
slice of funky pizza +100
slice of heavenly pie +200
Stuart +5000
fish and chips +500
carrot +18
creme brulee +200
pack of ham +200
butter +70
jug of milk +80
bottle of water +48
electric sheep -40
box of eco waffles +188
lotus burger +360
sweet 'n' sour shrimp 'n' chips +280
bowl of gruel (mood)-10
Lobster +400
Fried Egg +60
Keg of Butternut beer +14,000
Pie +230
Sheep + 34,000
Chicken +160
Pinch of salt + 8
Dos Pesos (unknown)
Marshmallow dagger +3040
Heavenly pie +200
Pretzel +32
Lemonade +40
Yerba Mate + 80
Ptarmigan pie +160
Buffalo chicken feet soup +160
Kung pao soda +40
Sausage omlette foo yung +200
Meatloaf dumpling +120
Burger +280
Basket of fries +400
Fish and chips +500
Can of sodapop +10
Meatloaf sandwich +240
Eggplant +52
Bag of beans +120
Grapefruit +40
Head of lettuce +32
lemon +12
Butter +70
Jug of cream +80
Pig +12,000
Cow +40,000
Glazed donut +50
Fish +250
Caramel cluster bar +36
Homemade chicken soup +240
Sheep +35,000

Moth was here. Thanks for the look around!

hey satan...great place! love the motif...and everything

The entity called "Bob" of Jehovah-1 could have triumphed had it not been recreated purely by 'chance,' thenceforth probably to be eaten by rats in Hell.

huh?

yup, he would've gotten away with it if it hadn't been for those darned kids!

bleep

who agrees???

o,O

i dooooo,
hee hee.

Damn skippy, he is!

y to the izzy, s to the nizzy!

yo yo yo! yeoz!!!

Due to recent arrest of British Columbian primer Gordon Cambpell, I will now be overthrowing premier position of this hub.

Whether or not Campbell steps down has nothing to do with it, due to previous statements made by Campbell on the topic of other convicted politicians. "In order to protect the integrity of the premier's office, the premier should step aside for the duration of the investigation," said Campbell on a conflict of interest matter in 1995 concerning premier Mike Harcourt. Whether he likes it or not, this hub has been taken over, and all attempts to take the BC hub back will be laughed at, and Campbell will be slapped with a trout.

All job cuts, tax cuts, hospital bed cuts, and paper cuts will as of now be dealt with through myself, and not Campbell.

I, Desi, am passed out on this spot, probably after a party and the quaffing of 10 million Jacques Danny's. Please don't kick me.

In case you're attempting suicide by poisening the "consume all" option will do the trick. But anyone in his right mind stays away from the pile. This is just an art installation and is not meant to be taken away nor eaten up :) Thanks for reading.

Cool place!!

cool place..dont stabb anyone with that dagger!

When plagued with thoughts of woe and dread
Last night, to Bentown's streets I fled
For smoke, for drink, but lo! Instead:
Fine GNE'ers, "giving head!"

You are welcome to whatever I have left out... just don't be a piggy!

Oh yeah, leave this note behind wouldya?

After becoming a wanderer and spending far toooo long meditating in the mountains and watching my humble items (a candle and a boiled egg) being taken from me I have decided to retreat from the world and find peace in heaven...

Little Dos Pesos is too afraid to come out from the warmth of my coat. And my fingers are too cold to play the oboe anymore...although shooting my bubblegun does afford me some pleasure...

At least all my compulsions have been taken away at last...



flibble

I just bought my house in Shamshire (no. 2), and I want to meet my neighbors. Drop by for a drink, or nosh, or just to hang out.

Sincerely,

Dirk Diggler

p.s. It may take me a while to drop off 'post' these invitations...I'll let you know when the party's started.

Mokugen was never known to smile until his last day on earth. When his time came to pass away he said to his faithful ones: "You have studied under me for more than ten years. Show me your real interpretation of Zen. Whoever expresses this most clearly shall be my successor and receive my robe and bowl."

Everyone watched Mokugen's severe face, but no one answered.

Encho, a disciple who had been with his teacher for a long time, moved near the bedside. He pushed forward the medicine cup a few inches. That was his answer to the command.

The teacher's face became even more severe. "Is that all you understand?" he asked.

Encho reached out and moved the cup back again.

A beautiful smile broke over the features of Mokugen. "You rascal," he told Encho. "You worked with me ten years and have not yet seen my whole body. Take the robe and bowl. They belong to you."

Circumstances arose one day which delayed preparation of the dinner of a Soto Zen master, Fugai, and his followers. In haste the cook went to the garden with his curved knife and cut off the tops of green veetables, chopped them together, and made soup, unaware that in his haste he had included a part of a snake in the vegetables.

The followers of Fugai thought they had never tasted such great soup. But when the master himself found the snake's head in his bowl, he summoned the cook. "What is this?" he demanded, holding up the head of the snake.

"Oh, thank you, master," replied the cook, taking the morsel and eating it quickly.

One day Subhuti, in a mood of sublime emptiness, was sitting under a tree. Flowers began to fall about him.

"We are praising you for your discourse on emptiness," the gods whispered to him.

"But I have not spoken of emptiness," said Subhuti.

"You have not spoken of emptiness, we have not heard emptiness," responded the gods. "This is the true emptiness." And blossoms showered upon Subhuti as rain.

While Seisetsu was the master of Engaku in Kamakura he required larger quarters, since those in which he was teaching were overcrowded. Umezu Seibei, a merchant of Edo, decided to donate five hundred pieces of gold called ryo toward the construction of a more commodious school. This money he brought to the teacher.

Seisetsu said: "All right. I will take it."

Umezu gave Seisetsu the sack of gold, but he was dissatisfied with the attitude of the teacher. One might live a whole year on three ryo, and the merchant had not even been thanked for five hundred.

"In that sack are five hundred ryo," hinted Umezu.

"You told me that before," replied Seisetsu.

"Even if I am a wealthy merchant, five hundred ryo is a lot of money," said Umezu.

"Do you want me to thank you for it?" asked Seisetsu.

"You ought to," replied Uzemu.

Why should I?" inquired Seisetsu. "The giver should be thankful."

When Banzan was walking through a market he overheard a conversation between a butcher and his customer.

"Give me the best piece of meat you have," said the customer.

"Everything in my shop is the best," replied the butcher. "You cannot find here any piece of meat that is not the best."

At these words Banzan became enlightened.

Zenkai, the son of a samurai, journeyed to Edo and there became the retainer of a high official. He fell in love with the official's wife and was discovered. In self-defense, he slew the official. Then he ran away with the wife.

Both of them later became thieves. But the woman was so greedy that Zenkai grew disgusted. Finally, leaving her, he journeyed far away to the province of Buzen, where he became a wandering mendicant.

To atone for his past, Zenkai resolved to accomplish some good deed in his lifetime. Knowing of a dangerous road over a cliff that had caused the death and injury of many persons, he resolved to cut a tunnel through the mountain there.

Begging food in the daytime, Zenkai worked at night digging his tunnel. When thirty years had gone by, the tunnel was 2,280 feet long, 20 feet high, and 30 feet wide.

Two years before the work was completed, the son of the official he had slain, who was a skillful swordsman, found Zenkai out and came to kill him in revenge.

"I will give you my life willingly," said Zenkai. "Only let me finish this work. On the day it is completed, then you may kill me."

So the son awaited the day. Several months passed and Zendai kept on digging. The son grew tired of doing nothing and began to help with the digging. After he had helped for more than a year, he came to admire Zenkai's strong will and character.

At last the tunnel was completed and the people could use it and travel in safety.

"Now cut off my head," said Zenkai. "My work is done."

"How can I cut off my own teacher's head?" asked the younger man with tears in his eyes.

Ryokan, a Zen master, lived the simplest kind of life in a little hut at the foot of a mountain. One evening a thief visited the hut only to discover there was nothing to steal.

Ryokan returned and caught him. "You have come a long way to visit me," he told the prowler, "and you should not return empty-handed. Please take my clothes as a gift."

The thief was bewildered. He took the clothes and slunk away.

Ryoken sat naked, watching the moon. "Poor fellow," he mused, "I wish I could have given him this beautiful moon."

This is sold somewhere in Ankh-Morpork. This is bought somewhere in Ankh-Morpork.

weight: -0.01

Yes thats right folks, the meaning of life can be yours along with my free book on 'making friends' and for a limited time only 'attracting the opposite sex'.

These 3 award wining notees can be yours for the lo lo price of 1000 sheckles.


*come, come aboard by love train*

If you can't make genomes, or if you want money more than you want xp, you can trade compulsion with other players for goods worth much more than 300 shekels.

"Oh God, she cried
I never knew what
it meant to be real
I thought all this was a joke,
I never let the horror, or
the sweetness & the dignity
penetrate my brain"

Help yourself to a cup o coffee. :)

God I hate you...

Love, Stauf

Stauf I love you...

Love, Loli

Stauf makes baby Jesus cry...

Below is the following who have willingly sold their soul and what they sold it for

My Soul is only worth I Stewart (Cheap) Satan now Owns Me Body and Soul

I'm willingly selling my soul to Satan for 10 brown papers

I, Desi, sell my soul to Satan is Santa for the price of one purple and one condition; with the condition being that Satan is Santa agrees to back me on any sensible attacks on a player or group/s of players. This condition is only valid as long as the assault is called for (as in, it has a valid reason behind it) and the victim is not an ally of Satan is Santa.

I kad willingly sell my soul to Satan is Santa for 1 sheet of purple paper.

I sold my soul to Satan! And you should too!

As of today capodistia's soul was to big of an item for a loley little satan to keep and was bought out by Mina rip capo.

Cheapest Supply House on Earth
Sears, Roebuck & Co.
Consumer's Guide for 1894

This pile of pom-poms is to commemmorate the Pom-Pom War, of which there was only one battle (The Battle of Pom-Pom Gulch).

A brave band of soldiers of the Underwater Demolition Team (UDT) led by Lance Corporal Harold Zuckermann led an assault on Pom-Pom Gulch two hours before dawn last Sunday to retrieve secret cargo which had been stolen from the US Embassy in Pom-Pomia.

As the UDT team secured the cargo, they were beseiged by enemy forces. Outnumbered 725 to 1, LC Zuckermann's team fought valiantly. Unfortunately, all team members were lost in the battle. (Oddly enough, autopsy reports show bullet entry wounds in the backs of many of Zuckermann's team.)

Zuckermann, bloodied, and bullet-ridden managed to drag the cargo back to the Embassy where he finally expired at 11:42 am after completing his mission. He will be remembered by hus last words which sum up the courage of his platoon, "We got spirit, yes we do...We got spirit, how 'bout....."

The cargo, when opened by Zuckermann's commanding officer, was found to contain 10,026 red pom-poms.

'As beautiful as
the chance meeting on a dissecting-table
of a sewing-machine and an umbrella!'

-Lautreamont, 'The Chants of Maldoror'

Within you and without you

BOO...wow

A monk, who delights in heedfulness and who views heedlessness with fear, will not fail in the end to, to attain Nibbana.

Siddhartha

This note that you are reading no longer exists.

There once was a guy with a dagger,
Called Fm2K, quite a beggar,
He pissed of A.Shun,
He shouldn't have done,
Who cares about some random braggar?

[chorus]
Oh marshmellow, marshmellow,
Mellow march through heat,
When daggers march
And mellows parch,
Then ripe they are and sweet.

There once was a guy with no friends,
Who'd stabbed some with daggers and pens,
When feeling alone,
He asked in sad tone,
If he somehow could make some amendens....
...
And people just said 'That depends!'

Oh marshmellow, marshmellow,
Mellow march through heat,
When daggers march
And mellows parch,
Then ripe they are and sweet.

Oh marshmellow, marshmellow,
The daggers in your heart,
When friends are sparse,
Go kick some arse,
And rip something apart.

Oh marshmellow, marshmellow,
The sugar in your mind,
The friends are here,
And LOTS, no fear,
And even more, oh marshmellow,
And even more to find.

if you see this, add something and pass it on.

I didn't see it.

see what?

I see you and raise you 5 brown papers

what was I supposed to see? i missed it!

i didn't miss it. :P

twiddle dee dee

I pick stuff up too much.

interesting, very interesting.

I will not play at tug o' war.
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles
and rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses,
And everyone grins,
And everyone cuddles,
and everyone wins.

-Shel Silverstein

It's a City Undersea Salt Lick:
5001 pinches of salt
501 sacks of salt

why ask why?

A note is something you can read!!!
you stupid bastard

On a dreary winters night
I left my keep to find to my delight
that all the world shared in my blight
the sky did burn
and the sea did churn
a chilling laugh rose through the air
making souls feal bare
Death ran free
exept to me
then a dagger in the darkness brought the end for that attack I could not fend
as I fell the world came to peace the survivors were few
and evil was there too
the dead walked
and the living talked of the day the world ended

Aww that's pretty. Who would've guessed that would be written by the Grim Reaper...?

insert soul here

Trust means you haev to trust me and for you to trust me i want your soul first not last i want your soul first. without that there is no deal. Not flying off the handle but i will not comprimise this point.

yeoz was here.

Welcome to my genome art installation. Feel free to take some genomes but please share with other peopel in this hub.
Remember that examining genomes only increases xp. You should aim for making genomes yourself for increasing making skill also :)

(remember to switch to your notes tab and drop this note once you read it)

"Love with your mouth shut, help without breaking your ass or publicizing it; keep cool but care."

For a lover, a beutiful lady
is an object of rejouissance,
for thehermite a subject of distraction;
and for a wolf, a good meal.
the Upanishads

Dear Selva Morales,

Please excuse Benny from all activities that require thought as his brain doesn't function on the same wavelength as the rest of us.

Sincerely,

Benny's Mom

By placing Purple at the top of the paper hierarchy, the Devs got it wrong. It is MUCH harder to make brown pigments than it is to make purple.

Roses are red
Violets are blue
Would you like fries with that?
Thank you Drive-thru

Call me a Cardiologist, my heart just skipped a beat.

Science without religion is lame -- religion without science is blind.
-- Albert

I did not commit the crime. I was playing GNE at the time it happened. Boo Yaa!

2 Parts Hydrogen
1 Part Oxygen

Mix Well, drink cold.

Don't pass notes in class. The teacher doesn't appreciate social expression.

Huge Party on 1/30/03

By order of PARP

And not the RPPA ...

or AARP for that matter ...

Hoptoads hop, but
Hogs are fatter.
Nothing else but
Us can matter.
-Donald Hall

I am not yours, not lost in you,
Not lost, although I long to be

~ Sarah Teasdale

umm, whatever

Picture #13
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the two of us walk out together
under the ancient trees,
lie down again and again
among the flowers, face to face with the sky.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke

PARP woz ere

(To be said in your best "official" voice) The po-lice was here. Nice poetry, Betelgeuse!

What you want is some boombastic romantic fantastic lover Jericho! Mr. Lover lover, Mr. Lover lover, girl, Mr. Lover lover!

IM me 555-Too-Hot-4-U!

I told you not to. Now you've gone and done it!

<the paper begins to shake in your hand>

Ohhh im so scared hahaha im satan most trusted minion what are u going to do to me im also his strogst minion hahahahahahahahhaha!!!

i'm evil, muhahaha

Aww, how cute! Hi, I'm Satan's mommy. Make sure you don't litter boys. Cute little rascals.

I am Satan!!! beware of Santa!! hehe have a nice day

Suppose Edgar Allan Poe Used a Computer....

Once upon a midnight dreary,
fingers cramped and vision bleary,

System manuals piled high and wasted paper on the floor,

Longing for the warmth of bedsheets,
Still I sat there, doing spreadsheets:

Having reached the bottom line, I took a floppy from the drawer.

Typing with a steady hand,
I then invoked the SAVE command

and waited for the disk to store,
Only this and nothing more.

Deep into the monitor peering, long I sat there wondering, fearing,
Doubting, while the disk kept churning,

turning yet to churn some more.
"Save!" I said, "You cursed mother! Save my data from before!"

One thing did the phosphors answer,
only this and nothing more, Just,

"Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

Was this some occult illusion?
Some maniacal intrusion?

These were choices undesired, ones I'd never faced before.
Carefully, I weighed the choices as the disk made monstrous noises.

The cursor flashed, insistent, waiting,
baiting me to type some more.Clearly I must press a key,
choosing one and nothing more, From
"Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

With my fingers pale and trembling,
Slowly toward the keyboard bending,

Longing for a happy ending, hoping all would be restored,

Praying for some guarantee Timidly I pressed a key.
But on the screen there still persisted, words appearing as before.

Ghastly grim they blinked and taunted,
haunted, as my patience wore, Saying.
"Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

I tried to catch the chips off-guard -
I pressed again, but twice as hard.

I pleaded with the cursed machine:
I begged and cried and then I swore.
Then I tried in desperation, several random combinations,
Still there came the incantation, just as senseless as before.

Cursor blinking,mocking, winking, flashing nonsense as before
Reading, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

There I sat, distraught, exhausted; by my own machine accosted.
Getting up I turned away and paced across the office floor.

And then I saw dreadful sight: a lightning bolt cut through the night.
A gasp of horror overtook me, shook me to my very core.

The lightning zapped my previous data, lost and gone forevermore.

Not even, "Abort, Retry, Ignore?"

To this day I do not know The place to which lost data goes.

What demonic nether world is wrought where data will be
stored,

Beyond the reach of mortal souls, beyond the ether, in

blackholes?

But sure as there's C, Pascal, Lotus, Microsoft and more,

Have a NICE day!

This is the tombstone of Blankie Sniffer.
Long live the GNE.

Citizens of Instancia!: The PARP Manifesto

We, the members of the People's Army for Revolutionary Principles (PARP hereon) do hereby

state our principles that shall at all times be acted upon in the best interests of all

citizens*1 of the game neverending proper as is due to commence summer of 2003.

PARP DO:

* oppose the oppression of the people.
* oppose stagnation of thought and activity.
* seek to reverse all oppression of the people by any means necessary.
* seek to reverse all stagnation of thought and activity by any means necessary.
* demand the taxation/tolling of funds for anyone entering the hub known as Civic Center,

any future equivalent location, or any location where capitalist activities are known to

take place.
* respond to the refusal to pay taxes/tolls with activity that citizens my deem to be

"inappropriate", "unpleasant", "not fun" and "not what GNE is about".
* act according to their own creativity, conscience, and consciousness.
* at any time, recruit citizens to carry out, covertly or openly, PARP activities. Refusal

to cooperate my result in behaviour that citizens may deem to be strikingly similar to that

behaviour that may take place on refusal to pay taxes.
* act leniently with reasonable/creative/unusual/unpredictable/sexually attractive citizens.
* respond openly to donations/gifts/ideas/conjecture.
* play.


PARP DO NOT:
* set moral or legal rules, guidelines or laws.
* seek to control

PARP BELIVE:

* in the absolute freedom of the individual.*2
* that familiarity breeds stagnation.
* in the advancement/development and natural progression of play.

PARP DO NOT BELIEVE IN:
* the attachment of emotion to purely theoretical and/or hypothetical discussion.
* the attachment of emotion to play.
* the aolisation of GNE.


All members of PARP are:
* Willing to listen to reason
* Not blinded by rules, rhetoric, guidelines, that which is deemed to be usual, CS gas, our

own brilliance.
* Sane (as proven by certificates of sanity signed in duplicate by senior PARP members).
* Creative.
* Susceptible to tequila.
* Comfortable with their hypocrisy.


Any espousal of PARP principles by non-PARP members shall remain unrecognised by PARP.

*1 The best interests of the citizens of Instancia, when not obvious, shall be defined by

PARP and its operating members.

*2 Except at such times that cause oppression of others, or cause the stagnation of thought

and/or activity.

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huzzah! ...oops

yay

!aya

yattana!

Yay woopeyy Ooops a woopeyy

!yaY

Joy even!

Yippie kai yayyyyy!!!

!!!yay!!!

Since you're so eager for them...

Just a note to the cruel cruel world. Wish I had more to say but I used up my words yesterday.

Or I guess you made me one first.

Im hungry I will eat the world

Microsoft has come!!

Meow at you for reading this!!

Monkey is a monkey
satan is a monkey
I am a monkey
You are a monkey
We are all monkeys

oh such monkey business!
should end up in Desi's Monkey Themed House

~ Headquarters of the Army of the 12 Monkeys

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So get drunk!!! forget the world is gona end and go give soemone head!!

Sounds like a plan!!!!

How about someone gives me head I supply the beer

Head and beer don't go together =(

~a message from Mothers against Drunk Heads

I am Ze1 who
paid Satan
with shekels
that Santa don't Have.

dear reader:

i wish that one day god would say "ive hidden a piece of purple paper in christinas closet" or..."the morning of the first day of christmas...christina will get a brand new car..and she doesnt even have to pay registration on it!"

i also wish that god would say something really really sweet, like "GNE is my wonderful work of art, it is like my baby" or "everyone here looks up and i look back thinking..those are my creations" OR SOMETHING FREAKIN NICE! lol

when god says "GOD: I have hidden another sheet of blue paper in a hub. Can you find it?"
i wanna say...yah...i found it, its on fire in the firefields!! haha, take that GOD!

I'm a ghost!

Who said that?

guitars arnt ment to be smashed...its not fair

There once was a man who liked orange,
Especially those of 'bout four inch,
He liked them so lot,
So he went and bought,
a farm and he called it the O-Ranch.

Lord of the Rings (Limericked Edition)

There once was to find them, a ring,
Who fellows to Mount Doom did bring,
Two towers there were,
and fights did occur,
And then the Return of the King.


In memory of a memorial

There once was of flowers an ocean,
Created with care and devotion,
They ripped them all out,
They took the last sprout,
And left this place void of emotion.


For Fm2k

There once was a tragic cliche,
That monsters were needed to play,
Onlifes at stake,
The barrier to break,
We had to be 12 or else gay.

a sad yeoz

This a sad yeoz sitting in jail till the end of this world ...
Nobody knows why he got imprisioned, all we know is that he's here and not getting out.
So please be kind to him and don't steal the little he has left :)

i hope sad yeoz will once again be happy. And i hope he can find true happiness in the world beyond.

a sad yeoz makes a sad loli
If I could, I would fold my wings around you
and lift you above the sorrow

as it is, my virtual self can only make you cookies, and console
peace be with you, Yeoz

i'll be sure and visit you often.
kiss and a squeek.

Eat that ptarmigan pie I gave you verrry slowly.

Snap out of it!

Have a lovely time in jail yeoz.

yeoz. Don't be sad. You have made this game a million times better for me and many others. You are a wonderful yeoz, who deserves all the best.

Serves him right, I say! How dare he? An affront to humanity! Right there in public, too. Jail's way too good for the likes of someone like that.

And what about those chickens, eh? Tell me that!

Finally! Yeoz isn't sad any longer. Maybe the limited-edition Yeoz action-figure helped to improve your mood...
I hope you will leave jail soon.
We miss you in Bentown!

roses are red
violets are blue
give me a smile
be gone thy sad yeoz

hmmm I'm trying to think what I can do to cheer you up Yeoz...how about being stabbed repeatedly by a marshmellow dagger? Yeah,...that's it! ;)

You are obviously very much loved by many. You are truly blessed. I admire your work.

Dharma Downs Yard Sale

in front of:

Nala's House and Mr. Rabbit's House

Everything must Go.

All our lost desires for sale, precious old masters portraits of developers for pennies, one of a kind Bob Barker dolls, Memorabilia & Collectibles.

Refreshments also

We're buying an Airstream and heading out to the Desert.

In the big game i will instantly start Satan's Cult and i will accept newbies to be taken in and given anythign they need to become strong minions. Everyone will have a button that you can entice other people with so they can know that you are with Satan's cult and you are to be respected but none the less we will be a good organization with bad morals we wil help and we will eventually start a bank where we will give out loans to non -cult members and take in funds from non cult memebers that will gain interest on their money! We can use the money to make more funds than the interest they will make good for everyone. But it they do not pay us back for a loan alll hell will reighn upon them. Hehe with respect but HELL nontheless! Great addvancment opporunities await you in TBG JOIN ME!!

1. Knowing others is wisdom; Knowing the self is enlightenment; Mastering others is strength;
Mastering the self is true power.

2. Friendship is like a walk. I thought we began walking. But then you tripped me last night. I was taken aback.

3. You spoke your words before I ever labeled you. Whatever you undertake, act with prudence, and consider the consequences.

happy noo ear to all !!!

moo.

meow

bjork.

The jangling keys
Cause a funny sensation.
Look into my pocket
For a brief demonstration.

Please, take the eggs away! Beelzebum is trying to poison me!

Please submit your nominees here:
www.jacobmartin.info/gne/

In my other life my nic is Wright, nice of you to build such a nice place in my families honour ;)

What a time. Without the gne and all of you my graveyard shifts would have been unbearable. My husband never did give the gne a chance. I almost preferred getting to have it to myself.

So for any folk I've upset, my apologies. For all of those who were so good hearted to me, my most heartfelt gratitude. For those who simply put up with me, night after night, thank you. :)

Any of you who helped me clean up the wombat heads...a double thank you. Dashcat, thank you for making me laugh until I cried about that one.

In the end, the gne slides off and I am left with real life again. It isn't so bad, and yet I feel that when the real game comes in the summer, no matter how it changes it will still feel like home.

If that isn't enough to get me "The Ananova Most Likely to have No Real Life Award" I don't know what is.... :)