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No. Bullets affect everything. The bullets rip through whyme's flesh, puncturing her spleen, esophagus and right lung, and fracturing her left femur. Whyme fainted.

AMERICANS ARE SHEEPLE

So you don't get it.

Once upon a three-legged stool, stool, stool, stool, of scratched discs, everyone ate pizza. Except DragonBoots, 'cause he's not the stool, stool, stool, that everyone believed... uh.. nevermind. The stool, stool, stool, on a stool, with stool softener, with pizza toppings had nightmarish...

Alright, this thread is now going to go off-topic. Because we all knew it would end up at goatse eventually.

I get the impression that no one understands the second part of my signature. But yeah, the Soviet Russia joke is old, I just never got around to fixing my signature.

I want him to repeat it the same number of times as the answer to Wedge's siggy equation.

Make Quote speak Esperanto. Then no one will be able to understand him, anyway. No one important, at least.

In their spare time, Mimigas have epic lightsaber duels with the forces of evil. At least, that's what I do, and I don't see why the Mimigas can't.

Or lava. At least, I think that stuff is lava. Drippy lava.

If a picture is in here, I thought it was funny at one time or another, and possibly still do.

CONSPIRACY! The One is a bastard child. The universe shall change forever.

Mmm, newbie bacon. Goes great with OJ.

EMBRACE THE LIGHT SIDE, WE HAVE BROWNIES.

Once upon a time, there was a giant wedge of cheese named Fredville VonMarzipan. His nickname was Cissy Marcy, undoubtedly a girls name, but that was just the kind of person he was - he was also a sissy. As he was taking a stroll, Balrog came out of no where, and landed right in front of him. Of...

Avatar: 8/10 because I like to pretend it's Link. Sig: 8/10 because you have some great quotes, but I agree with Lace. Either explain more about that picture or get rid of it and the I DUNNO LOL part.

Wow, Jacob. You sure like bragging about your auto-fellatio. Try getting some of the regular kind of oral sex, then I'll be impressed. Wait actually no you're thirteen make responsible choices.

Man, screw international time. Try learning AMERICAN time, because that's the only time I care about! IN AMERICA. But yeah, I knew about international time. Don't worry about it. It's called humor. Try it sometime, maybe.

Man, who needs lives? Those things are difficult to maintain. Anyway, I'd dislike doing a Mimiga. They seem awfully whiny and annoying. "Wah, I won't give you the key!" "Wah, I want the key!" "Wah, I hate farming!" "Wah, I'm fat!" "Wah, the Doctor's enslaving and destroying our entire species!"...

Energy crystals are Doritos, and the hearts are made of flesh and blood. That's what fuels Quote. You don't see it, but after the credit he goes on a feeding frenzy.

Jumping the bullets? I can catch bullets. Any bullets. Even incendiary rounds. It's just easier if you don't shoot them out of a gun.

No guys, that is not when Pixel's wife bore a child. No one puts the year first. No one. That's actually August 4th, 2008. Pixel predicted when his wife would bear the One, the only one who can truly destroy the Demon Crown. Didn't you know it's based on a true story? Except the floating island...