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Saturday, April 25, 2009

OMG, NICK FINALLY COMPLETED A FLASH CARTOON

Not even 3 minutes long, but whatever. It was for my Computer Animation class, so I was kinda rushed to make the deadline (as evidenced by the crappy arm movements). I think the lip-syncing went pretty well for my first real attempt. Anyway, here's the link. If it doesn't work, try copying and pasting.

http://www.freewebs.com/batia-studios/greeting%20card.html

I SWEAR TO GOD, ANNA'S FRIENDS, IF YOU HARRASS ME ABOOT THIS.

Ed Note: Link Broken

Saturday, April 4, 2009

SHE JUST... WON'T LET THIS GO. =/

bitchyfaic.livejournal.com/39366.html

"You found my personal fucking information without my permission. Last time I checked, that qualifies as stalking."

If you recall correctly, most information you gave me while we were still friends. Then of course Thom gave some shit, and the rest you really left me no choice but to look up. Had you not blocked me from everything, would I have needed to call your house? No. No I would not have.

"I think you being a massive creep with a downright scary obsession with me counts as grounds for me hating you."

This is my point. I'm NOT a creep OR obsessed. I LOVE you, which is no reason to hate me. In fact, that's pretty much the exact OPPOSITE of a reason.

"It's called hair dye, you retard."

It ws never stated if it's dyed or natural.

"And last time I checked, I ALWAYS found that particular theory to be nonsensical and dumb."

Soooo, even when we were friends, you still hated everything I do? That's nice. Is that how you treat ALL your friends, or just me? Also, again, it's just a theory. Not meant to be taken this damn seriously. And you put up a bunch of theories the same day as me, so aren't you kind of being hypocritical?

"It may not be creative, but it still applies."

No.

"I don't rub my vagina with shit, now do I?"

Well FORGIVE ME for having fucked up fetishes. Last time I checked there's no law against that. And I'm pretty sure you have fetishes of your own, like that drowning one you never fully explained to me.

"When did I do anything particularly bitchy?"

Like, right now. And actually, many times throughout our friendship, now that I've had time to take a second look back at it. Plus, whatever happened to Laura? I dunno what happened with her all of a sudden, but it sounds like you're a serial bitch.

"Everything I've done to you has been completely justified."

Justificaton only occurs when I do something to DESERVE your wrath. Which I rarely do, and I apologize for it when i does happen.

"And for the record, I haven't been complaining about being single."

Sure seems like it.

"I hate you, Nick. You're the first person I have ever really and truly wished a slow and painful death on. You're worthless and nobody likes you."

Nice.

"Even your so-called 'friends' think you're a creep."

Only because you told them to believe that. Although I do recall a few people who've still been talking to me as if nothing ever happened.

"I'll never be your friend again, much less your girlfriend or wife."

We'll see aboot that.

"Now leave me alone."

No. Not until things are back to normal. Preferably better than normal, actually. I can keep doing this for as long as it takes.


THE USUAL ROUTINE HERE, FOLKS

First, the part where I catch y'allses up on my week.

-Worked more on my Mudkip game, although not as much because the rest of my class finally caught up to me, so we all got a new assignment which I had to do. But I still got a lot done when I was working on it. The basic behind-the-scenes stuff is done, what with the calculating stats and gender and shinyness and nature and stuff.
-Crossdressed in school again. I wore a pink skirt, pin panties and a white bra (do they have to match? I dunno.) under my regular attire, which I took off at the end of first block. I even went as far as unbuttoning my shirt the whole way and dancing around some. Even the teachers lol'd.
-I suspect I may have broken a finger, but it's healed now. I was roleplaying with my half-sister, and I accidentally punched myself in it while attempt to do some sort of rapid-punching attack thing, because I'm fail like that. It hurt to move it for a few days.

Tht's the jist of it.

And now the part where I reply to the many, many hurtful things Anna & Friends has said aboot me over the week.

-No, I will not fuck myself, and I'm not in denial. I'm really NOT a stalker, and you're a bitch for continuing to call me one. YOU should probably fuck YOURself.
-Whatever your reason(s) for hating me is/are, they're not even valid. You can't just go around suddenly declaring you hate someone whilest making up dumb reasoning for it.
-I find it hilarious that you enjoyed my Bonus Stage theories when we were friends, yet suddenly now yours are so much more feasible and mine are retarded, which also applies to other things, I'm sure. My logic is feasible too, ya know. Andrew has no backstory or anything, so I pieced it together that those two are related due to blue hair being a very uncommon trait. Two unrelated people having blue hair would be a huge coincidence. And I'm not even saying I'm 100% accuate. It's a THEORY. THAT'S THE POINT. And Andrew's hair most certanly IS blue. It's dark blue-green. Try a screen capture and then a pick color. Douche.
-Choke to death on my own shit, huh? Creative.
-Like the stuff I say is really any more fucked up than the stuff YOU say. And I must disagree, I totally SHOULD be online AND on social networking sites.

All this being said, you need to stop with the being a bitch. At least tone it down to a normal level. GOD. No wonder you're always complaining that you don't have a boyfriend. You keep unfairly ruling out all possibilities when the damn answer is lying right there in front of you. Keep it up and I guarantee you'll be alone forever.