Oh good! I knew I'd get attention once I reposted my rulebook. Thank Ra there are still people out there who haven't forgotten about it! By the way, I still have a copy of all the rules I covered in the original that got deleted, so I know what I'm doing.
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Our next topic: Door subject to close, don't walk into it. If you do, stop walking.
This section is pretty much on safety hazards. People can be safety hazards. Yes, even doors, toasters, and pencil sharpeners can be safety hazards. Basically, if it hurts don't do it. If you run headlong at wall, you'll usually hit it.
If you have magic abilities allowing you to pass through solid walls... (speaking from expirience) make sure you can make it all the way out the other side, or else you'll fuse WITH the wall, and its not pretty. I tested it on a rat, just to see what happened. It's physically impossible.
And yes. Pencil sharpeners hate me and I hate them too. Next topic!
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If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers how many peppers did Peter Piper pick?
Ugh...nusery rhymes... Um, well, lets get to specifics... A peck is half as much as you can carry. So he didn't pick enough. But then again... he couldn't have picked any of them because you can't pick already pickled peppers. And you aren't suppossed to pickle peppers anywho, so its just a stupid little kid rhyme that makes absolutely no sense, ne?
Another nusery ryhme that has to do with the plague.
(Oh no! Not the plague! It's the attack of the killer locasts! Ooooh...I'm so afraid! Not...)
Ok, the ryhme that goes "Ring around the rosy, pocket full of posy, ashes, ashes, we all fall down." Is actually quite disgusting if you understand the being behind it.
You see, there was this mass plague up in Europe (no, it was NOT my fault, I didn't do it) and everyone would get bitten by flies, get sick, have red rashes everyplace, then keel over dead. They though if they kept sugary sweet and good smelling things in thier pockets it would keep the evil pesky flies away. But it didn't work, and they all died anyways. But then, what to do with the disease ridden bodies? Well, they creamated them. (ashes, ashes) And they all fell down.
Now... you really want the little kids (be it your siblings or the kids on the school bus) singing about people dying? Geesh... its disturbing, I tell you.
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Below zero numbers in algebra classes.
What are the below zero numbers suppossed to represent? How much tax money you owe the pharaoh? How much stuff you've stolen? How much community service you need to do to make up for the said stolen stuff?
I mean, honestly, what ARE minus numbers used for? Below freezing temperatures on the temperature gage? Well, hello. In Egypt, I doesn't get below freezing, even in winter at night. And we didn't HAVE temperature gages back then. Hell, we didn't have a very good number system. It was tally marks with little looptyloops for tens and stuff. But we had no zeros.
Now...this whole "school" thing. You, by your country's government, are forced to go to school, correct? And your parents must PAY to put you in school, correct? Now, make a connection. They are forced to pay money for you to do something you don't want to do.
And haven't they ever heard the phrase, "One who does many things does none of them well?" A Greek said that. Greeks are too smart for their own good. I dislike Greeks... Nevertheless, Greeks know what they're talking about. Since they teach us so much junk at school, we'll never be the best we can be at anything. I mean, they should just teach us one thing for four years, and then let us all be scribes or something.
Now, you see, I didn't go to a school in Egypt. Only rich kids who wanted to be priests had to do that sort of stuff. Pharaoh probably had to put up with it. Just think, I'm out having the time of my life running from guards around in a labyrinth under a pyramid, and the pharaoh is sitting in his palace, carving words into a plank of stone with a chisel. Or maybe... nah... he probably had papyrus and feather pens... he's rich enough for that.
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So what have we covered today? Know the safety hazards of your environments, think twice before letting little kids sing demented songs, and try to explain my theory to a teacher at school and make them go on strike. Instant vacation for you! Congrats!
The rules we've covered today:
If it hurts, don't do it. If you walk into a swinging door, stop walking before the door hits you. Duct tape is handy when dealing with possessed little kids, and school is a meaningless brain rotting expirience.
(on a side note, as my hikari insists you do, don't ever actually do anything i tell you too...)(i don't own yugioh!)
Ja ne, onegai, review and give me a little moral support here.
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Our next topic: Door subject to close, don't walk into it. If you do, stop walking.
This section is pretty much on safety hazards. People can be safety hazards. Yes, even doors, toasters, and pencil sharpeners can be safety hazards. Basically, if it hurts don't do it. If you run headlong at wall, you'll usually hit it.
If you have magic abilities allowing you to pass through solid walls... (speaking from expirience) make sure you can make it all the way out the other side, or else you'll fuse WITH the wall, and its not pretty. I tested it on a rat, just to see what happened. It's physically impossible.
And yes. Pencil sharpeners hate me and I hate them too. Next topic!
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If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled peppers how many peppers did Peter Piper pick?
Ugh...nusery rhymes... Um, well, lets get to specifics... A peck is half as much as you can carry. So he didn't pick enough. But then again... he couldn't have picked any of them because you can't pick already pickled peppers. And you aren't suppossed to pickle peppers anywho, so its just a stupid little kid rhyme that makes absolutely no sense, ne?
Another nusery ryhme that has to do with the plague.
(Oh no! Not the plague! It's the attack of the killer locasts! Ooooh...I'm so afraid! Not...)
Ok, the ryhme that goes "Ring around the rosy, pocket full of posy, ashes, ashes, we all fall down." Is actually quite disgusting if you understand the being behind it.
You see, there was this mass plague up in Europe (no, it was NOT my fault, I didn't do it) and everyone would get bitten by flies, get sick, have red rashes everyplace, then keel over dead. They though if they kept sugary sweet and good smelling things in thier pockets it would keep the evil pesky flies away. But it didn't work, and they all died anyways. But then, what to do with the disease ridden bodies? Well, they creamated them. (ashes, ashes) And they all fell down.
Now... you really want the little kids (be it your siblings or the kids on the school bus) singing about people dying? Geesh... its disturbing, I tell you.
*******
Below zero numbers in algebra classes.
What are the below zero numbers suppossed to represent? How much tax money you owe the pharaoh? How much stuff you've stolen? How much community service you need to do to make up for the said stolen stuff?
I mean, honestly, what ARE minus numbers used for? Below freezing temperatures on the temperature gage? Well, hello. In Egypt, I doesn't get below freezing, even in winter at night. And we didn't HAVE temperature gages back then. Hell, we didn't have a very good number system. It was tally marks with little looptyloops for tens and stuff. But we had no zeros.
Now...this whole "school" thing. You, by your country's government, are forced to go to school, correct? And your parents must PAY to put you in school, correct? Now, make a connection. They are forced to pay money for you to do something you don't want to do.
And haven't they ever heard the phrase, "One who does many things does none of them well?" A Greek said that. Greeks are too smart for their own good. I dislike Greeks... Nevertheless, Greeks know what they're talking about. Since they teach us so much junk at school, we'll never be the best we can be at anything. I mean, they should just teach us one thing for four years, and then let us all be scribes or something.
Now, you see, I didn't go to a school in Egypt. Only rich kids who wanted to be priests had to do that sort of stuff. Pharaoh probably had to put up with it. Just think, I'm out having the time of my life running from guards around in a labyrinth under a pyramid, and the pharaoh is sitting in his palace, carving words into a plank of stone with a chisel. Or maybe... nah... he probably had papyrus and feather pens... he's rich enough for that.
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So what have we covered today? Know the safety hazards of your environments, think twice before letting little kids sing demented songs, and try to explain my theory to a teacher at school and make them go on strike. Instant vacation for you! Congrats!
The rules we've covered today:
If it hurts, don't do it. If you walk into a swinging door, stop walking before the door hits you. Duct tape is handy when dealing with possessed little kids, and school is a meaningless brain rotting expirience.
(on a side note, as my hikari insists you do, don't ever actually do anything i tell you too...)(i don't own yugioh!)
Ja ne, onegai, review and give me a little moral support here.