NationStates Jolt Archive

people say that. they say "in my book," and they never have a book.

if you had a book what would it say in your book?

my book would be about being tolerant of other people even when they don't beleive in the things you do.

people say that. they say "in my book," and they never have a book.

if you had a book what would it say in your book?

my book would be about being tolerant of other people even when they don't beleive in the things you do.

Everyone who says "in my book" actually has a book. You are completely wrong, in fact, there is a large underground archive where a man keeps track of everytime someone says "in my book" and then writes down what comes after.

My book would undoubtedly say that a good sense of humour is twice as effective as a War of the Worlds, for cleansing humanity.

*is utterly perplexed, but fine, whatever*

I'd repeat the mantra of Bill and Ted.

Be excellent to each other. Party on, dudes!

Stuntman Mike has a book. It's red.

My book would have a lot of things about children being kept in cages and all dieties bound by contract to stop bickering. Also, the abolishment of Mondays as workdays. And such.

My book wouldn't have words in it.

in my book there are a series of dots with numbers next to them and when i get a crayon and link the dots in numerical order i get wonderful pictures appearing before my very eyes. today's page was a duck!

In my book:

Rule #256: Always Repeat yourself.
Rule #257: Always Repeat yourself.

I do have a book... well, the first chapter and a half, anyway.

In my book, the Pfister Family (who are sort of the Adams Family of the backwoods) go on adventures, try to kill each other with hedge trimmers, occasionally marry pigs (the actual swine kind, not people with gluttony issues), and find themselves burned at the stake as often as not. They jealously guard ownership of the family curse (which includes warts on the teeth), have a skeleton in the closet (believed to be from the sherrif who came to serve papers about back taxes), and regularly converse with dead relatives (who are just as frisky as the live ones, although they have a tendency to fade in direct sunlight... well, sometimes the live ones have that problem as well).

And that is just the first three pages.