Eamon's+Page+of+(Relative)+Interest


 * Eamon's Page of ** (Relative) ** Interest! **

Firstly, Imperfection: media type="file" key="01 Imperfection.m4a" width="300" height="50" Secondly, Consistency: media type="file" key="02 Consistency.m4a" width="300" height="50" Then, (Insert Long Title Here): media type="file" key="03 (Insert Long Title Here).m4a" width="300" height="50" And, in honour of Pi and Royce, 3.14159 Face: media type="file" key="04 3.14159Face.m4a" width="300" height="50" For our fifth song, Whose Solo is it Anyway?: media type="file" key="05 Whose Solo is it Anyway_.m4a" width="300" height="50" I Got Nothin'. Ooh, that's a good song title, let's use that. media type="file" key="06 I got Nothin'.m4a" width="300" height="50" Left& Right. TWO directions! media type="file" key="07 Not Perfect.m4a" width="300" height="50" And up, and down, and up, and down, and up and- did I mention down? media type="file" key="08 Left& Right.m4a" width="300" height="50" Diagonal& Diagonal... A total of six directions! media type="file" key="09 Up& Down.m4a" width="300" height="50" To finish off the first album... (a) Pointless Compiliation. media type="file" key="10 Pointless Compiliation.m4a" width="300" height="50" Common Water Dope. That's it, that's all I have right now. media type="file" key="01 Common Water Dope.m4a" width="300" height="50"
 * Endless and pointless music releases! **


 * Long Story in Several parts: 6.5 ** ** J **

Eamon: *Appears in Suit. Talks into radio.* Hello? Yes, I'm in the base. I think he's just down the corridoor. I'm heading in. *Walks into room.* Cameron: *Sits on chair. Chair rotates 180 degrees as Cameron talks.* We meet again, Mr. Bond- I mean, uh... yeah, we'll have to stick with bond. *Strokes Impy.* Eamon: Hi. Cameron: Hello. Eamon: Where's the Radioactive McDonalds? Cameron: 3rd floor. Eamon: Thank you. *Walks into elevator, presses 3, walks out* Daniel: Yes? Eamon: Uh... Uranium Quarter Pounder with Radium Fries and a Plutonium shake. *Gets given food* Thank you. *Walks away* Anton: Did you get the stuff? Eamon: Yes. *Holds up suitcase labeled "The Stuff"* Anton: *Grabs at suitcase* Eamon: *Pulls suitcase away* Do you have something for me? Anton: 5 Million Carthnos. *Opens his own suitcase* Eamon: These are fake. Anton: Are not. Eamon: Are. Anton: Are not. Eamon: Are. Anton: Are not. Eamon: Are. Anton: Are not. Eamon: Are. Anton: Are not. Eamon: Are. Anton: Are not. Eamon: Are. Anton: Are. Eamon: You admitted it. Anton: Damn you. *Pulls out Nerf Vulcan* Eamon: *Pulls out nerf recon, talks into radio* Royce, I need backup! Royce: We're under attack! Mitchell: Protect the Hamburger Chheseburger! Cary, Jasmin, Vicky: PROTECT THE MEERKATS! Andy: NOOOOO! THEY DESTROYED THE TANKS! Jeremy: YES! THEY ARE BEING DESTROYED! MWUHAHAHA! Eamon: Attack! Anton: Bring it on, non-nerd! Eamon: No one says that and lives! Anton: Defend!

TO BE CONTINUED...