"I'd like to order Riddle brains"
Don’t ask me how I did it, don’t ask me what I went through, don’t…just…don’t ask me how I did it. But I’m here. I’m crawling back. Riddles’ boring reign of drunken slow-moving terror is over. But I can’t do this alone. Everybody rally your support behind Zombie Ethos! Photoshop this picture of me so that I’m eating Riddles, put a crown on my head, give me lots of peach pie! It’s all good. As much as I hate the creepy fucker that is Riddles, we’re a balance, and he needs my wacky shit (and my consistency, and my industry inside), and I need him to remember why I rock so hard. Also, because when I’m around, you get YouTube videos that aren’t incredibly off-sync. Again: I’m actually the professional one. Remember the videos I produced when he was in Toronto? 720p on YouTube. None of this 360p garbage with the audio a good full second off. Oh, and I was born in 1986, Riddles you taintcleaner, not 1988. I’m the adult of the house. Now this is older, but it’s how to make a very quick video with PROPER SYNCING! E-gads.
Here’s a link to a high-res picture of Zombiethos.
I had no idea it was “Riddle-Thos” but I guess that just makes me a hooligan.
no longer does a staurt sit upon the throne of riddlethos, the true king has returned a great day this is to be alive!
@Blitzmage: If you start singing Tolkien-style poetry, I’m out of here :F.
O naid i gennin im
O lyth e-barth a gwilwilith
Ne laer i vanner lim
I think by the fire under the starlight about things that I saw
About flowers of the field and butterflies in summers that went quickly
O lhiath a golas malen
Ne daint i lais gwennin
Na chith ah anor celebren
A gwaewath or find nin
About gossamer strands and yellow leaves in autumns past
With mist and silver sun and winds upon my hair
Im nauthon nan naur vi vuil
Maven natha i ardhon
Ias tol i riw ben ethuil
Ir im u-genithon
I think by the fire in shadow, how the world will be
When the winter comes without a spring that I shall not see
An nadath laew nar annan
I ulu im cennin
Vin eryn ned ethuil ban
Nar ennas laegath gwin.
For many things there are yet that I never saw
In the wood in every spring there are new green things
Im hevin nan naur a nauthon
O gwaith nedin lu iaur
A gwaith i cenitha ardhon
Ir istathon u aur.
I sit by the fire and think about people in old times
And people who will see a world that I will see on no day
Dan iar im nan naur peliel
Oh aurath ioer nauthon
Laston a thail etheliel
A lemmaid nan annon.
But when I, by the fading fire, think about ancient days
I listen for returning feet and voices at the door.
Are you missing the first line in the first stanza?
don’t think so
@Ethos- Thankyou for not wearing an unbuttoned shirt in your video, it is heartening to see someone maintaining standards. Also that perfectly synced video was a nice touch.
Thank you, thank you, and brains.
Goddamn zombies. Always one-upping me.
The King of Zombies is always one step ahead of an idiot Stuart
Hey now, that’s a bit harsh! Oliver just comes from Tennessee.
Which is the ultimate hick state
You have turned my subtext into text.
your welcome good sir