XzzzkksdisiiibitXsdksdkskziiisdisbitXzibit"Language of Space" Crop Circles: Nature's Melodies? The Hanging Doll Imagine This: John Lennon's Music from Heaven When Flesh and Blood Fell from the Sky  Jacko: A Modern Fable Was a Mokele-mbembe Killed? Apparitions in a Painting "Lincoln Legend" UFOs in Soviet Waters Roswell Snapshot Space Pancakes Live from the Loch: part 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 22, 23, 24 The Many Faces of Mars Mystery Tracks  Search for the Giant Squid Dharma Blue Fritz Healing Another Tunguska Remote Tampering Water Poltergeist Alien Probe "We must assume our existence as broadly as we in any way can; everything, even the unheard-of, must be possible in it. This is at bottom the only courage that is demanded of us: to have courage for the most strange, the most inexplicable." --
The C.C.C is not dead!  We may or may not have gone underground, reformed in to a different group, undergone major plastic surgery in an attempt to avoid detection, have secretly won but aren't telling any one, hiding out in variousy sundry cults and communes, left the planet/plane/univerese/reality/timeline, or are under the employ of the republican party untill we no longer need the money. BUt you'll never know fer sure. HA ha ha ha ha ha ha! We do, however, still have nothing to do with the sinister Order Of The Black Hand.  But in our present, as yet unstated, form we cannot adequately induct any new members.  So we have formed a new even more fiendish organization, The Triple Pee!   Or the PPPEE, but that doesn't look as good on paper. It generaly is said to stand for Pathetic Pawn Population (Extremely Expendable), but we all no that's a lye. Dronf!
Now remember these people have abolutely no idea of their true role in things so if you see one on the street DO NOT APPROACH! You may inadvertently engage the posthypnotic mass-murder-followed-by-suicide failsafe. Nothing else to be said!
EUGENE
Would you let this man baby sit your children? Would you let him even touch you?
Height: 6' 10", Weight: 80 Pounds, Favoriute Food: Botchulism, Favorite Song: brady bunch theme, Catch Phrase: "Brains! BRRAAAAAAIIIIINNSSSS! Sweet Human Brraaaaaiiiiiinnnss!!!"
Short Description: Bipolar as all hell and damnation. Fucks dead bodies. Fucks roadkill. Fucks disabled children that he stealls from the mall. Smells Funny. Once caught a STD never before catalouged by science from a one legged midget whore in the brazilian rainforest. Violent when drunk, but vomits easily. Will eat his own vomit for your spare change, do not feel bad about yourself afterwards.
Mike T Harp
Boo-Yah is for wimps. SPOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOON!
Height 10' 7" Weight: 532 Pounds, Favorite Food: unsuspecting women's dingleberrys. Catch Phrase: "I am chaos. I am the substance from which your artists and scientists build rhythms. I am the spirit with which your children and clowns laugh in happy anarchy. I am chaos. I am alive, and tell you that you are free. I just farted. Haw Haw Haw Haw Haw!" Short Description: Possibly the missing evolutionary link between men and large hairy men that throw feces, both their own and other's.  He absolutely hates Christians and Satanists, Minorities and Rascists, Women and Children, Alcohlics, Crackheads, and Anti-Drug Advocates, Lesbians but not Gay Men, Republicans, Democrats, and Anyone Who Votes, People Interested In LongTerm Relationships With Anyone, People Wearing Suits or Leather Jackets or Trendy Shoes or Wigs or Any Sot Of Uniform, and People Dressed Like Hippies, Ravers, Goths, Punks, The Opposite Sex, Civil War Soldiers, Ren Fest Volunteers, Rednecks, Hip-Hop/Urban, The Insane Clown Posse, or Any Historical Figure, as well as firemen, jews, tourists, teenagers, the elderly, police, homeless, beggars, mimes, texans, unuasually short people, unusually large people, ugly people, deformed people, people in wheelchairs, people dancing, people singing, people with braces, people walking dogs, balding men with long hair in the back, people with speech impediments, valets, beggars, priests, episcopalians, germans, sailors, salesman, and any one who appears to threaten his intellect. As long you do not fall in to one of theses definitions you must show Mike no fear but begrudging respect. DO NOT GROVEL. If you have been mentioned above avoid Mike and make peace with both god and death.
Lucifer Herbert Walker Morningstar
I will not suffer a fool to die, except gladly.
The original revolutionary, the number one rebel, the inventer of pride, the innovator of sin, the big bad boy himself, the dark king, the lord of flies, the fathr of lies, the man that put the satan in satanic, the one and only, the Devil himself! Self appointed Anti-God and our newest unwitting pawn.  In fact he was the easiest recruitment I've ever been a part of. I guess he's never seen a fake soul before.  His totally unprotected computer network, easily predicted reliance on astrology and minimal screening of new employees didn't hurt either.  He still proves ridiculously open to even the most blatant of manipulations. I think it's one of our biggest succes stories in recent times, a fitting start to this our 333426660'th century X.E.  He's already almost doubled our pirate DVD operations and basicly ressurected our ailing Department of Random Insertion of Sublimal Koans and Matras in Mass Media, or the DRISK-MMM as we call it. If you've seen on of the iron chef in action you know what we mean.
Drewsus
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Uhhhh....?

He stole cars when he was only five?

He drinks liquer through a beerbong?


He could get his older brother to kick your ass and insultyourfreinds and family.
He knows Kung Foo?

And we pay him $30,000,000.23 a year for that.  Aren't you jealous, you unwashed fucking scum. DREWSUS. HATES. YOU. DIE. SHITEATER!
JG:As children, we slide into fantasy worlds where every man with a briefcase is a spy and every flash in the sky is a spaceship. As adults, this skill is lost. To some. Fantasy? Any sort of art needs that. Lying is cool. I lie to my girlfriend sometimes. That's a sign of a good imagination. Among other things. I used to lie a lot when I was younger. I'd tell stories to people about my dog, and I didn't have one. Nina is always talking about her dreams, they're...wicked.

Nina: "My life is only interesting when I go to sleep."

JG:Yeah, I do masturbate. It actually helps me relieve some stress. Sometimes when work and school has been a wee bit too crazy for me, a little jizzing helps.
I'm trying to cut down on it though, I just feel that it would be better for my health if I did.

Nina: "Lesbians are easy. Just start out with the small talk, then gradually work up."

::::At this point Nina accidently shoots up an air bubble and dies.::::
Jargon Goats
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! YAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
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