You are forgiven. I didn't mean to hurt your feelings!DarthDapor wrote:Thats what I meant, but this keyboard is a relic so forgive and forget here. What do you mean I'm not going to be a doctor?Count_Krazy wrote:I missed all that...DarthDapor wrote:well......I've done the match........impetually!...and heres what I came up with:
By dividing Count's hight by his weight, and multiplying by the variable of the other side, subracting of course the exponential value of that side with the other side. We will find that we need to divide his hight by his weight a second time just for good measure, by doing this we also add the square root of his age squared to the opposite side, and then subract it by his weight. Then we should have to make the insision and make all fractions decimal numbers by doing this we find that the total amount of blood in his veins is about a pint and a half, thus we can now divide by the square root of his body weight squared. Then subract the SF number by the squared multiplyer of the other two sides of the isoscles triangle, thus we now have the TOTAL NUMBER OF HORMONES TRAVELING THROUGH THE KRAZY COUNT'S BLOOD
MD: 8O amazing!
Yes, but just wait it gets better. We find that by dividing (now this is just an estimate mind you) that we can also find out where those hormones are traveling! So just divide each part of his body mass, in proportion with his totall hormone count aaaand. . .WE HOV IT! I HOV DONE IT DOCTOR! We now know what would happen should the good count decide to take a trip to Austrailer!
MD: INCREDIBLE!!! WHAT? WHAT?
He would arrive to meet Miss Browing, these would be his exact words. . .
"I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...I...
I...
I...
."
MD: HOW INGENIOUS!!!!
Yes, as it turns out, because of such a high hormone count in and around his thorax, not only would he not be able to speak, but he would hardly be able to move either!
MD: WHY DIDN"T I THINK OF THAT?!!!!!
8O
And it's Browning, BTW.
Sure, she's really pretty, but I doubt I'd do that! My family has been training in the evangelical field for quite a while. I'd ask God to give me strength for me to not get all nervous!
I am sorry to tell you this, but we did an experiment, and your results were INCORRECT! NOT TRUE! LIES! YOU WILL NEVER BE A DOCTOR! Experiments show that if God helped him, he would talk to her just as he talks to his family!
And it's height, not hight.waaaahh MOD! He hurt my feelings! What? No mod will help me here? OK FINE MAN, you get off this time, but just remember. I"M GONNA BE IMPORTANT SOMEDAY!!!!!! ((((((T(I()M)E)))))) for a siggy pic change.
Are you implying that he's not? ^_-esophagus wrote:I think Darth is implying that you are attracted to Ms. Browning.I'm doomed to failure you say? NOOOOOOO!!!!!! I always knew that dying to many times on SWBF2, and AA would comeback to haunt me!!!!!!a_sigint_ninja wrote:I think Darth is doomed.Wait a minute here (squegies computor monitor) now then, WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY?paintballjunkie wrote:i think darth is right

I may be an actor someday... if I have to... Though I don't really want to... Is that important?

I think he was implying that I was. As were everybody else.Are you implying that he's not? ^_-esophagus wrote:I think Darth is implying that you are attracted to Ms. Browning.
BAD NEWS!including myself
Okay, after a long time of searching and searching and searching, I have found only ONE definite address... It's not Will Smith's, nor Depp's, nor Steve Martin's, etc... It is Miss Browning's... So, that's the good news... Now for the bad news... A receptionist has to read the letter before the actual celebrity can read it. So, let's pray that the receptionist will either be a Christian, or that the letter will convince he/she to accept Jesus, then to pass the good news on to Miss Browning.
Understandable enough for you?
It seems these actors and actresses have been taking up most of my time. I watch award and interview things with celebrites (blocking out the sleasly dressed ladies with the remote) on TV, hoping to get more info on one of the eleven.
I have set myself on a dead line, because I had an awful dream last night... Johnny Depp died from an awful sickness, Emily Browning got hit by a car... I fear that I'll have more dreams like that... I am going through a time of fasting and major prayer. Soon, I will begin writing the letters (Miss Browning's first, because I only have her address).
I am dead tired again (man I need more sleep), so I'm not sure if I'm making any sense...