Kia's Lists....






Hehehe. I see you're still at our site. Bad move. And I see that you clicked on something that had the word "Kia" in the title...another bad move. You need to THINK carefully before scrolling down any further, HURRY; there is still time to escape!!! Do not let yourself fall into the horrible ways....NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Before you fall into the Eternal Pit of Heck, however, we will give you one last choice....turn back now, it is your only hope! But first, a sample of Kia's logic....so you can see what you're getting yourself into.....

Ladies and Ladies (and "gents"), if you don't like reading things that are stupid, nonsensical and headstrong, then don't read this. However, if you feel like surrenduring to the logic of the Great Kia, then read on and Welcome.

THEIR PHRASE: I think, therefore I am.
KIA'S PHRASE: I am, I think...

WHY THEIR PHRASE STINKS: First of all, I know many lapses to that rule (cough cough, J***a...). You don't have to think to be. Also, just because you think you're there doesn't mean your necessarily there. To make my point, I would like to ask all of you who enjoy arguing with every book you read to read the book 1984. If not, then don't read it. If you fall in the latter category, you don't exist anyway and you don't count because I, the great Kia, have spoken. Also, because I think you don't exist. And if I think that you don't exist, then it doesn't matter what you're thinking because you're not thinking anyway because you don't exist because I don't think you do, so nyah nyah.

WHY KIA'S PHRASE ROCKS: Because I say so. (I also think so if that counts....)

IF YOU DISAGREE WITH ANYTHING THAT I HAVE SAID, THEN JUST THROW BACK YOUR HEAD AND YELL AT MS. SMUPPET THE KILLER BUNNY. I'M SURE SHE'LL BE DELIGHTED TO HEAR YOUR INSIGHTFUL YELLING. ALSO, SHE'S HUNGRY...*
*Editor's Note: Alternatly, send your complaints and credit card number to Kia here
(But always remember, the bloodsucking earwigs come by night...so be careful what you say...we are all-powerful and omnipotent, so be kind to us...)

Kia's List of Things to Do to Telemarketers* Works well with prank callers, too!
A note to all telemarketers (and anyone else who bothers to read this), You've gotten away with so much for so long, and it's about time somebody put you in line. Ever since around the time the telephone was widely spread, you've been able to prey on the common people, tormenting them with your evil voices. Well, who's laughing now? Huh? Huh? Cause it's definitely not me!!!!

-Someone who Cares (a.k.a. Kia the Great)

Kia's List of Things to Come in the Next Millenium In short, NOTHING WILL CHANGE!

You May be a Pyro if...
IF YOU HAVE ONE OR MORE OF THESE SYMPTOMS, SEE A DOCTOR IMMEDIATELY. RIGHT NOW IT MAY SEEM LIKE THE END OF THE WORLD, BUT DON'T WORRY. YOU CAN BE CURED.
However, if you don't want to be cured, come see me sometime. We can go do a couple things... you know... torch that old barn down the block... stuff like that.

Kia's List of Reasons Why Computers are Sentient

(image courtesy of Kia and her perverse creations)

  • Mine's about as cranky as you can get
  • Older versions are a bit slower, if you catch my drift..
  • You need to coax your computer or else it won't connect online (or at least mine does)
  • They only do what suits them
  • If you overwork them, they get overwhelmed and send you error messages that are about as specific as, If you don't know what's wrong, then I'm most certainly not going to tell you!
  • They definitely have a sense of humor. One time, I sent out a query string for Balkans and Cultural Similarities. In response, I got a site about spontaneous combustion.
  • They know when you're paying attention, and try to screw you up when you aren't. For example, once when I went to connect online, I went to another room to do something. I couldn't get connected. Then I tried again, this time staring raptly at the computer. There wasn't a problem.
  • Like all other sentient beings, they often get viruses, which grow more complex all the time.
  • When online, they bombard you with cookies, just like Grandma used to.
  • My computer told me so.





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