Just before I start, I would like to state this: 'All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.' Thank you...
This page is about stuff- as anybody with an iq of at least over 50 might manage to just-about grasp the concept of. Neverthless, I told you, just in-case the minor 1% of the population with an iq ≤ 50 might happen to stumble upon this web page. (haha- see! I tested your iq there for you to find our what sign it was!)
Firstly, before I start showing you things on stuff, let define stuff for you: Stuff is not something. Stuff as kindly defined for us by the Oxford Dictionary is: matter, material, articles, or activities of a specified or indeterminate kind that are being referred to, indicated, or implied; or the basic constituents or characteristics of something or someone; or British dated woollen fabric, especially as distinct from silk, cotton, and linen; or North American (in sport) spin given to a ball to make it vary its course... And, as a verb, it can mean: fill (a receptacle or space) tightly with something; or British informal used to express indifference towards or rejection of (something); or British informal defeat heavily in sport; or even British vulgar slang (of a man) have sexual intercourse with (a woman).
Please do not complain about anything written, after all, I got it from the on-line Oxford Dictionary- and that's just them. Not that I do not like Oxford: I really like Oxford. But from time to time, everyone has to tease their friend a bit- as long as the other friend laughs, of course. And anyway, I'm sure the Oxford dictionary is laughing right now
So... Anyway. Let's stop going on tangents, and start talking about stuff- again. Because we all know people hate large blocks of text on their screen. Especially when there is so much: the screen starts to look ugly; like some people might say here would say. Nevertheless-
(Like Sparta, get it? ;-))
Jeez internet, don't get so hyped up about a simple thing on-
ok, ok. Now, lets get started:
So what do you viewers conclude from this, eh? After all, it isn't too graphically abstract, yet, at the same time, it isn't a 'popah' I mean 'proper' image, like the 'something, somewhere went terribly wrong' (if you managed to read my page on stuff, you would understand...); nor is it an extremely creepy, scary, eerie horror picture, like this one here, that scared me to death even before I saw it:
Even poor internet is scared at this one:
So getting back to this image. I think we can finally conclude that this picture is-
No internet, that is something totally different. And could you just keep quiet for a sec?
Okay, thank you. Now, with that settled lets continue...
As I was saying, this image, the one which reads: 'the story of stuff', can concluded to be a..... .....- You know what, just forget it. I have absolutely no idea what type of image this could be.
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This cute little duck has re-appeared to say that the next update will come out soon- and this page will be finished with it.
DAMMIT YOU DUCK, YOU ARE YOU HERE? YOU'RE MEANT TO BE ON OTHER PAGES!!!