Chat Hels Chatroom IV: Helen High Water

Hayo y'alls. This happened:

 

What are you doing with handcuffs surenu?

 

Friend of mine and I were going through some of his stuff, found the cuffs and decided it was worth a photo. Then we frantically searched for the key, took around half an hour.

 

The potential to have it collapse on top of you. The potential to spontaneously get tetanus and die.
On the other hand, you might turn it into a mansion.

I like the scraphouse you linked last though. It has a certain charm.
The charm of certain tetanus death.

I think the dog is alive though.

 

*never finds the key*

 

We found it. I am free

 

I'm at that point where I need a woman in my life, but I continue to show lack of interest because I'm too busy daydreaming.

 

To quote Bob Marley: "no woman no cry"

 

I don't cry, every one to two years I might decide to have a nice healthy cry myself to sleep session. Haven't had one in like three years though, too damn macho.

 

I reccomend the padded kind for anything other than legitimate arrest.
Also, the big fans, ever used?

I bet the occupants feel comfy in their humble abodes.

 

"humble abodes" is certainly a way to put it. But there ARE people out there that would like nothing more than such a lifestyle.

I'm not sure though, I don't think I can survive without music, youtube and games.

 

I open the thread to a discussion about handcuffs, mildly interesting.

 

Hey ya'll!

 

hue hue

Heyo!
How's you doing?

 

Pretty good Mr. Birb

How 'bout you?

 

I am finally embracing the power of mods, to get more creative potential.
I am also going to make an entirely swamp planet just to make one swamp house.

So how am I doing, you ask? I have gone completely insane. But I was already insane. So now I am 200% insane.
Besides that I'm doing fine.

 

Sounds fun

 

Sometimes I wonder how I'm still alive, maybe one day that'll mean something, maybe I will be the bad guy or I could be the good guy.

Although I'm pretty sure I'll just be the guy sitting there watch everyone saying to myself "what the f***!?"

 

If we lived in a world with superpowers, I would become the villain. I would be the villain out of nessecity. Those in the world who align themselves evenly would only commit robberies or murders, but I would be the classic comic book super villain and I would be the one to kill heroes to keep the others on their toes and ready in case a greater evil arrives.