Formal thought disorder

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In psychiatry, thought disorder or formal thought disorder is a term used to describe a symptom of psychotic mental illness.

It describes a persistent underlying disturbance to conscious thought and is classified largely by its effects on speech and writing. Affected persons may show pressure of speech (speaking incessantly and quickly), derailment or flight of ideas (switching topic mid-sentence or inappropriately), thought blocking, rhyming, punning or “word salad” when individual words may be intact but speech is incoherent.

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A Firewinged Tree Spork intercepting its unsuspecting prey.

As long as time can remember, the great tree bird people of Nephren-ka have ravaged the landscapes of taco-bell. And as long as you can remember time, you and a friend will enjoy the benefits of the thug life.


With rocket propelled shot-guns you battle the evil jelly fish of Hollabalooza and with hand-grenades wage war against the Galatic Hallway Dudes. As members of the 53rd Riech your mission is to rid the world of happiness, because the goddamn dollar store clerks make you take off your back packs at the door.

There should be a picture of Mr. T here, but there isn't[edit]

There is just a space with writing. BUT DO NOT FRET PRECIOUS, SIMPLY REST YOUR HEAD IN THE POO GARDENS OF ISHTAR. See, random = funny. You know what else is funny? Reccomending that this article be merged with Random humour within the article itself! You know, instead of in the talk page.

Cheap Weapons of mass flinching mayhem[edit]

A Banana in night garments, or, in Bananish, "Pajamas".

Seriously, these guns kick ass, they're only about 2.50$ at the dollar store and they provide a good 5 minutes of entertainment before stupid people break them. But now that you think about its kinda stupid, they should just buy plastic Clinja swords of DEATH.


Sharks are strange, they help you when you are stranded, but they eat you when you are just taking a nice stroll in the park.

See the article:

Oh ya, Sharks get their fins ripped off by the evil boat man and his dog named Gella because they salute Hitler. Because they think Hitler is the sweetest dude in the Jewniverse.

More more more more FOIE[edit]

Telepathy works on pies. Only pies.



Froogle the smoogle, in the toogle... for shoogle (or shizzle, in g-unit speak!). Tiddlywinks the clown watches you as you sleep, you naughty naughty boy. The above picture is not Tiddlywinks. It is a wild African Bush Apple, of the Serenspaghetti plains.

The Game[edit]

No, not the rapper, nor Zork. This game is different, this game is special, in fact, this game is so incredibly cool that we won't even show it to you. Ok, we will, here it is:

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1. Find another person to play with, perferably a dumb one

2. Tell them to draw an "x" or "o" in one of the squares

3. If they put it in the wrong square (decide for yourself which is the right one) hit them

4. After a while (keep moving the "correct square" for increased fun factor), scream and bite them.

5. Repeat.


Well, the title says it all pretty much right yeah? Of course, how could anyone of right sanity disagree? I have an idea, lets debate the existence of the "moral right". There is probably no such thing, although this is improvable, as lack of knowledge does not indicate lack of truth; however we must act as if there is. Just as we cannot act assuming the world does not exist even though we cannot prove that it does... Wow this is confusing. Anyway, to have a non-pointless conversation regarding morality with another individual, the parameters of the conversation must first be defined, and common ground be found. Read Descartes or something I dunno.

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