Jules Winnfield
Footballguy
He was already dead. He died a year ago the moment he touched her. They're all dead. They just don't know it yet.
I used to find crows heads in my lawn. There was a pair of owls raising a chick in the tree.I got home to find crazy noise in my backyard. Go out there and there are a bunch of crows going ape#### killing another crow by stabbing him with their beaks. ####ed up.
I chased them away. Now he's laying there why the others are sitting in the trees just watching it. It's not dead but he's not doing well.
Not sure what to do here.
Actually, I was just in character as the Erik Draven, from the Crow. It was one of the jokes he told to Fanboy before putting him to his death.I just want to point out that a man that jokes about Christianity likes table tennis. As his main interest.
So quaint to joke about the Lord that way...
Nah, mang. Have at it.Actually, I was just in character as the Erik Draven, from the Crow. It was one of the jokes he told to Fanboy before putting him to his death.
Also, table tennis any less virtuous than free booze and shenanigans?
Free substances and shenanigans are two of my favorite pastimes, so I understand completely. Although the substances are for more tame these days.Nah, mang. Have at it.![]()
Don't mess with crows or owls.I used to find crows heads in my lawn. There was a pair of owls raising a chick in the tree.
People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.So it was an Easter miracle, this morning it was gone. There were some feathers but no blood or other crow bits so I have high hopes for the little fella. Hopefully he escaped and found a new crew to roll with.
In my mind I read that as a Jules Winnfield monologue.People once believed that when someone dies, a crow carries their soul to the land of the dead. But sometimes, something so bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. Then sometimes, just sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right.
That would be more like thisIn my mind I read that as a Jules Winnfield monologue.
Child, please. He was taken away and eaten.So it was an Easter miracle, this morning it was gone. There were some feathers but no blood or other crow bits so I have high hopes for the little fella. Hopefully he escaped and found a new crew to roll with.
You have your story, I have mine.Child, please. He was taken away and eaten.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_DclDWSsy4kThat would be more like thisIn my mind I read that as a Jules Winnfield monologue.
Now, normally, people once believed that when some mother####er dies, a ####### crow carries their soul to the land of the dead so they ain't wondering in purgatory, like Kwai Chang in Kung Fu. But sometimes, and this is some serious ####, something so ####### bad happens that a terrible sadness is carried with it and the soul can't rest. It just can't. Then sometimes, and here's the tricky part, sometimes, the crow can bring that soul back to put the wrong things right. ****** do me wrong like that, he better make sure I'm dead 'cuz crow or not, I'll kill the mother####er, know what I'm saying?
Like in fairy tale land? The Bible and so forth. The crow has risen!You have your story, I have mine.
Long live Jon Snow!!!So it was an Easter miracle, this morning it was gone. There were some feathers but no blood or other crow bits so I have high hopes for the little fella. Hopefully he escaped and found a new crew to roll with.
"The crows seemed to be calling his name, thought Caw."I freakin' hate crows! They never seem to shut up.