Sometimes when this thread gets moving slowly, Sounds of the Cuegans fade with the stars. We think about the sandcastle fascination, While the big sea still rises tonight. Cueball will do it down on Megan, Megan will like it, it's all right. There ain't no Time for our imagination, We're under the same suns tonight. Wish I knew what we are waiting for. Might have known what we would find. Megan's got some weird petunia She has it hidden in her bag The whale was there, a moment of constitution Until the ground got him all right Wish I knew what we are waiting for. Might have known what we would find. Wish I knew what we are waiting for. Might have known and I wonder Why? And there's still a bowl of petunias, You might have known it's bad. But you weren't there, in the universe, Hitchhiking your ride to Home.
Posted on 2013-06-30 04:53 by BytEfLUSh.
Many yips ago, in a foreign land Far away from home, we met some of the Beanie Clan A strange eccentric tribe, with neat little hats Took us for a walk, across an arid mountaintop What's up with your leg? Have some of this paste! Come home with us, we'll help you out, just follow us Maybe you recall, a wild and vicious feline A creature who is similar to a pet of ours! Winding through the hills, sandcastle far behind On and on we walked, up rocky slopes and dusty tops At last we came upon a tower made of wood An instrument on top, what was it for, we could not know Let me introduce our molpy A large and furry thing, Raptorkitty! Looking up at us, piercing dark eyes Making us uptight, it's no surprise We want to stay alive Everything about this place just doesn't feel right We, we don't want to die Suddenly we're frightened for our lives We want to say goodbye This could be the last time we see each other alive We, we may not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived (7:10) Would you like to see our secret holy place? We come here late at night to pray to Her by candlelight Then peering through the glass, we saw with disbelief Still dressed in her beret LaPetite behind the altar! History recalls, during times long passed Legend has been traced back inside these very caves Where raptors came to hide, in barrels filled with (semencancer)wine Never to escape, these tombs of oak are where they died Down the cellar stairs, I disappear Like the rising sea, the end is near Come and have a taste, a rare vintage All the finest wines improve with age! We want to stay alive Everything about this place just doesn't feel right We, we don't want to die Suddenly we're frightened for our lives We want to say goodbye This could be the last time we see each other alive We, we may not survive Knew it from the moment we arrived (14:18) Could this be the end? Is this the way we die? Sitting in the dark, just each other by our side We don't understand, we don't feel that we deserve this What did we do wrong? We just don't understand… Give us one more chance, let us please explain It's all been circumstance, I'll tell you once again You took us to your home, promised you'd make Megan better Next thing that we know, we're frightened for our lives Now wait a minute guys, that's not how it is! You must be confused, that isn't who we are! Please don't be afraid, we would never try to hurt you This is how we live, strange although it seems, please try to forgive The cat and LaPetite, the raptors and the wine The fables and the tales all handed down through time Of course you're free to go! Go and tell the world our story Tell them of our molpy, tell them about we, The Clan of the Beanies!
Posted on 2013-07-10 00:11 by yappobiscuits.
Ohh Ohh I gotta wait for it Ohh Ohh I gotta wait for it Ohh Ohh I gotta wait for it On Monday, I gotta wait for it On Tuesday, I post an ONG On Wednesday, never feeling wrong Maybe I'll even filk a song On Thursday, Hey it's a centa-page! And on Friday molpies I detect Oh I'm AFK on Saturday And Sunday is a day of ketchup Ohh Ohh I gotta wait for it....
Posted on 2013-07-16 00:29 by BigDaddy.
Why does the forum keep growing? Why do we all post again? Don't we know it's the end of all Time 'Cause OTC has reached The End? Why do we keep asking questions (With) answers that we'll never see Don't we know it's the end of all Time It ended way too soon for me. . .
Posted on 2013-07-26 23:56 by Ebonite.
Remember when we got the ONG And watched the newpix count grow high Didn't have a care in the thread With Megan and Cueball walking by But quickly the new raftcastle sails And we've been caught up in these beesnake trails The OTTers dwell on small details And "The End" made us cry Oh how I miss that place where we could go Ev'ry now and then Sit and watch our Cuegan roam And the molpies play in the glens You can listen for that ONGful sound Check that last odd molpish mound there Watch the raft bob on the sea But this is the end This is The End of the OTC We used to say, oh how Time flies But now The End has clipped its wings We post our posts and share our words While avoiding the hurt of The End's slapping sting Adrift just like the sea-borne pail How we've been caught up in these beesnake trails The OTTers keen for more details Since "The End" made us cry Oh how I miss that place where we could go Can we go again? Sit and watch our Cuegan roam And the molpies play in the glens You listen for that ONGful sound Check that last odd molpish mound there Watch the raft bob on the sea But this is the end This is The End of the OTC Who knows how long this will last This thread has come so far, so fast "Wait for it," in this we trust That Timewaiter in each of us We need to remember this Before we forget what we've missed A song, a post, a pic, a book You cannot say goodbye You listen for that ONGful sound Check that last odd molpish mound there Watch the raft bob on the sea But this is the end This is The End of the OTC
Posted on 2013-07-28 02:33 by BlitzGirl.
We're leaving together, But still it's farewell And maybe we'll come back to the shore, who can tell ? I guess there is no one to blame We're leaving ground Will things ever be the same again? It's the final countdown The final countdown We're heading for Beantown and still we stand tall Cause maybe they forgive us and welcome us all, yeah With so many rivers to go and things to be found (to be found) I'm sure that we won't miss the hills It's the final countdown The final countdown The final countdown (The final countdown) Ohh ho ohh The final countdown, oh ho It's the final countdown The final countdown The final countdown (The final countdown) Ohh It's the final countdown We're leaving together The final countdown We'll all miss this shore It's the final countdown (The final countdown) Ohh, it's the final countdown Yea
Posted on 2013-07-25 04:31 by Arky.
You know it’s not the final frame When IT all comes crashing down, midframe, You know it’s not the final frame When they're so alone they find a back door out of Time. You know it’s not the final frame. We're all grieving, Lost and bleeding. All of Time, We've been waiting For a Timeframe from the server. All your frames, I'm not believing. Randall give a new frame to me. So afraid to open the page, hypnotized. You know you're not the only one Never understood this end. And you're right, I don't deserve But I know it’s not the final frame. We're all grieving, Lost and bleeding. All of Time, We've been waiting For a Timeframe from the server. All your frames, I'm not believing. Randall give a new frame to me. Don't spoil back, Don't tell it to the blitzers behind you. Don't spoil back, you'll down them, You've become a spoiler. Page by page. Can't hold onto the fear that I'm lost without IT. If I can't wait, I'm not mine, I'm not real. All of Time, We've been waiting For a Timeframe from the server. All your frames, I'm not believing. Randall give a new frame to me.
Posted on 2013-08-15 13:49 by Neil_Boekend.
You know it’s not the final frame When IT all comes crashing down, midframe, You know it’s not the final frame When they're so alone they find a back door out of Time. You know it’s not the final frame. We're all grieving, Lost and bleeding. All of Time, We've been waiting For a Timeframe from the server. All your frames, I'm not believing. Randall give a new frame to me. So afraid to open the page, hypnotized. You know you're not the only one Never understood this end. And you're right, I don't deserve But I know it’s not the final frame. We're all grieving, Lost and bleeding. All of Time, We've been waiting For a Timeframe from the server. All your frames, I'm not believing. Randall give a new frame to me. Don't spoil back, Don't tell it to the blitzers behind you. Don't spoil back, you'll down them, You've become a spoiler. Page by page. Can't hold onto the fear that I'm lost without IT. If I can't wait, I'm not mine, I'm not real. All of Time, We've been waiting For a Timeframe from the server. All your frames, I'm not believing. Randall give a new frame to me.
Posted on 2013-08-15 13:49 by Neil_Boekend.
I got an e-mail from a reader who said he loved an artist who wrote comics like the sea1 He asked me if I thought the artist should feel he should restart this a sequel just for me and this is what I said: The Great Lord Randall is not your bitch no matter how much you gripe The Great Lord Randall is not your bitch so you might as well go get a life I said: If you think that Time was entertaining it's best to stop complaining writers just aren't machines Although he once worked building robots they weren't for comic slow-plots so find something else to read Check out the book wiki The Great Lord Randall is not your bitch no matter how much you gripe The Great Lord Randall is not your bitch so stop waiting and go get a life
Posted on 2013-07-28 03:00 by Angelastic.
Look ahead, look astern Look the weather in the lee Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we I see a raft to the windward And more people there float free A-sailing down along the coasts of high-rising sea "Oh are you of our tribe Or hill people?" cried we Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we "Oh no, we're not hill people But we're from your tribe!" Cried he A-sailing down along the coasts of high-rising sea "So push into the current! We'll throw our rope to you! And you can come and join us! And we'll get you safely through!" "We'll push into the current, And catch your rope from you! And we will join with your raft, And we'll all get safely through!" For broadside, for broadside The rope flew straight and true Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we Until at last we hauled them close And joined them with our crew A-sailing down along the coasts of high-rising sea Through currents and debris We rode the waters wide Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we We must do all we can To escape from the rising tide... "Our plan, what is our plan? Can we get across the plain?" "No, we're already cut off It'll only be in vain!" There's nowhere left to run now, Of that there is no doubt Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we So get ready for the long haul, 'Cause we're going to ride it out! Blow high! Blow low! And so sailed we!
Posted on 2013-07-26 04:33 by yappobiscuits.