is kenny done?

kenny?

are you done?

tmidgett wrote:is kenny done?

kenny?

are you done?

placeholder wrote:There are still some un-Kennied Kennies...

mooliachi wrote:Kensiseous: forget the jewel thing...let's move up/down to those of us who cannot use the pronoun 'you' without making it plural..."Hey, yous guys goin to the jewels?"

toomanyhelicopters wrote:Kenny:

using the kenny thread to have discussion about the subject matter contained in one of the kennies, but then pretending to be involved in an actual kenny while doing it.

the Classical wrote:kenny:snotballs

the Classical wrote:kenny: One day, 3 meals and a dessert, all made in the microwave

Bradley R. Weissenberger wrote:Kenny: It is 1969. You are Dick York. You are replaced by Dick Sargent as "Darrin Stephens" in the popular television program "Bewitched". No one seems to notice or care. However, it is in fact 2004, and you are actually Nomar Garciaparra. Dick Sargent is in fact a man named Orlando Cabrera, and the "Darrin Stephens" role is the job of playing shortstop for the Boston Red Sox.

Kenny is done.

Do it Bradley! Let's remember Kenny when he was young and beautiful!

Was it me? Did my unwanted postings kill the kenny? Did I make it no fun? PLease tell me. My ego is standing on a ledge. I will now start to hold my breath. . . .hoooooop....

it hurt my heart when nobody would touch this one. i thought it was one of my finest works of fiction in recent history. everybody hated it, and by proxy, me. i cried and cried, and then my prosthetic leg fell off and i cried more.

toomanyhelicopters wrote:kennylinguist:

you're playing miniature golf with your family and another family, that of one of your father's business associates. your father is in sales, and as of late you've come into somewhat hard times financially. this guy is the big sale that will put things back on track for you. during the course of play, you are somewhat obligated to pay attention to this businessman's fairly unattractive daughter, who is roughly your same age. after several holes of trying to be social with her, she has grated on your nerves to the point where you can't bear anymore. you burst out "will you just shut up you stupid bitch!?!?!" at which point she begins to sob and run away. about 15 feet away from where you were standing, her left foot catches a rail on one of the adjacent holes. her prosthetic leg comes unattached, and she falls to the ground with a thud.

the Classical wrote:Kenny is done. Do it Bradley! Let's remember Kenny when he was young and beautiful!

No way. This bitch still has a lot of life in her.

tmidgett wrote:is kenny done? kenny? are you done?

Just Better: You are camping in a national forest. You are in your tent when you believe that you hear a wild animal in camp. It sounds desperate and crazed. You are frightened, but you take your flashlight and shine it through a small opening in the tent. You spot the beast! It spots you! Fortunately, it turns out that the beast is no wild animal, but is instead a glazed-eyed "placeholder" rummaging through the Electrical website searching for orphaned Kennies to post.

Just Worse: Watching Urge Overkill drive around Chicago in a convertible while dressed in velvet suits and drinking martinis. For some reason, people think that this is funny and cool, and respond enthusiastically to the band as they drive around putting on this ludicrous display. The world then suddenly ends in nuclear holocaust. Afterwards, you write a pretty funny Kenny about Urge Overkill, convertibles and nuclear holocaust.

Kenny: you're playing miniature golf with your family and another family, that of one of your father's business associates. your father is in sales, and as of late you've come into somewhat hard times financially. this guy is the big sale that will put things back on track for you. during the course of play, you are somewhat obligated to pay attention to this businessman's fairly unattractive daughter, who is roughly your same age. after several holes of trying to be social with her, she has grated on your nerves to the point where you can't bear anymore. you burst out "will you just shut up you stupid bitch!?!?!" at which point she begins to sob and run away. about 15 feet away from where you were standing, her left foot catches a rail on one of the adjacent holes. her prosthetic leg comes unattached, and she falls to the ground with a thud.

Congratulations, Champ.

Was it me? Did my unwanted postings kill the kenny? Did I make it no fun? PLease tell me. My ego is standing on a ledge. I will now start to hold my breath. . . .hoooooop....

no, no, it's not you. you have helped breathe life into the gasping kenny.

please, do not mistake my preoccupation with things other than kenny with the death throes of kenny, as i have done, evidently.

Kenny: you're playing miniature golf with your family and another family, that of one of your father's business associates. your father is in sales, and as of late you've come into somewhat hard times financially. this guy is the big sale that will put things back on track for you. during the course of play, you are somewhat obligated to pay attention to this businessman's fairly unattractive daughter, who is roughly your same age. after several holes of trying to be social with her, she has grated on your nerves to the point where you can't bear anymore. you burst out "will you just shut up you stupid bitch!?!?!" at which point she begins to sob and run away. about 15 feet away from where you were standing, her left foot catches a rail on one of the adjacent holes. her prosthetic leg comes unattached, and she falls to the ground with a thud.

jb: her father whips around to see what all the commotion is about, and his prosthetic eyeball pops out of its socket, rolls under the blades of the windmill and into the cup .

jw: she is writhing legless on the ground, but the prosthesis remains standing. To your fascination, it slowly turns towards you. To your horror, it begins to hop in your direction. You see loose wiring jutting from the top of the detached leg amidst a wash of orange light from the yellow and red LEDs inside. Yes, it is a cybernetic leg, and it is coming to kick your ass.

passion of the Kenny II (the resurrection): a flaming bag of poo on your doorstep.

the Classical wrote:kenny:snotballs

JB: finding 4 hour old meat in the black hole in your molar (from a half-assed root canal) and chewing on it for a while before stashing it again.

JW: giving in to the overwhelming urge to pick your nose even though you know it could result in a nosebleed from which there is no cure but to shove toilet paper up there for a 1/2 hour, while at work.


kentern: You haven't seen him in 15 years, but your dad still thinks you are gay, and there is nothing you can do to make him think otherwise.

Not Dead.

mooliachi wrote:kentern: You haven't seen him in 15 years, but your dad still thinks you are gay, and there is nothing you can do to make him think otherwise.

JB: You haven't seen him in 15 years but your dad still thinks about you all day. Upon his death you discover that not only have you inherited his island and fleet of airplanes and helicopters, but also his six hot wives.

JW: You haven't seen him in 15 years, but your gay ex-step-dad still thinks you are gay, and there is nothing you can do to make him stop calling to try and hit you up for a $10,000 booty call.


Kenney:

Discovering that you realize that really hot dumb and/or stuck up girls really aren't that hot.