To Cure A Weakling Child (Corn Mouth):

• Start As You Mean To Go
• Wax The Nip
  and if all else fails
• Ventolin

There you have it, madam.

>>1
Lack of influx of new "content"? Reality seeping in on us? Too much mystery gone? Who knows?

>>2
I was listening to aphex twin before you were born.

Well, almost.

>>4
That, madam, is very unlikely.

>>1

You should be happy.

>>1
I hear you can always tempt a crack head.

You sure you don't want a little taste? Maybe just stare meaningfully into on of her pictures and imagine all the ideas running through her head? Is she scared? Maybe you can save her! Close your eyes and wish for it! Come on, you know you want to.

>>5
okay so what if it's impossible.

1997 is when i discovered the twin.

>>7
it's not working...

>>8
/nod

Me too. From a horrible artfag/drama queen. I just kept his CD and played it on repeat about 2000x. Even when I was asleep. Warp Records is what introduced me to good music (at that point in my life).

>>9
Then begone, for you have no place here. Only the devout and the righteous can wallow in her highnesses' shit.

>>11
but i can't leave. i keep coming back.

>>12
Your disease is existential. The only cure according to the Finns: Start with phenacetin, then drink vodka, then steam yourself. If this doesn't make you love Cracky again, it's fatal.

>>13
no more vodka. never again.

>>14
I regret that this burden falls to me, but I must hereby inform you that you're expelled from the Finns.

>>15
Laplanders have always troubled me.

>>16
O rly?

>>16
Finland, Finland, Finland,
The country where I want to be,
Pony trekking or camping,
Or just watching TV.
Finland, Finland, Finland.
It's the country for me.

You're so near to Russia,
So far from Japan,
Quite a long way from Cairo,
Lots of miles from Vietnam.

Finland, Finland, Finland,
The country where I want to be,
Eating breakfast or dinner,
Or snack lunch in the hall.
Finland, Finland, Finland.
Finland has it all.

You're so sadly neglected
And often ignored,
A poor second to Belgium,
When going abroad.

Finland, Finland, Finland,
The country where I quite want to be,
Your mountains so lofty,
Your treetops so tall.
Finland, Finland, Finland.
Finland has it all.

Finland, Finland, Finland,
The country where I quite want to be,
Your mountains so lofty,
Your treetops so tall.
Finland, Finland, Finland.
Finland has it all.

Finland has it all.

>>16

I wish the milkman would deliver my milk..

>>16
Your deep seated mistrust of the Finns is rather alarming. It does perfectly explain your complaint that all things cracky seem to lack lustre. How can you love the ginger herself, when she's a half-Finnish ginger.

Note the ginger hair and deviant Finnish smile on Cracky's mothers face.

(pictured: her weedy father, Dr. Cracky, on the left. On the right, the voluminous Mrs. Cracky née Halonen)

>>21
Her family name wordfitlers to 'Cracky'? That is massively gay. MASSIVELY GAY, ADMIN.

>>21
Tarja Halonen.

>>23
Congrats, you googled Cracky's fake-mother's fake maiden name. You win a swift kick to the head!

(fine print: only redeemable when I'm wearing boots)

>>23
Joik

Stop polluting .71 with this failfaggotry.

>>26
That might work, you never know.