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#26 2017-01-06 03:47:05

Joined: 2015-02-08
Posts: 4,312

Re: woot limit again

At the far end of the forums

where the Campaign Suggestions go

and the posts smell slow-and-sour where they're post

and no people ever post excepting old crows...

is the Topic of the Lifted Evilbunny.

And deep in the Emoticons, some people say,

if you look deep enough you can still see, today,

where the Evilbunny once woot

just as long as it could

before somebody lifted the Evilbunny away.

What was the Evilbunny?

Any why was it there?

And why was it lifted and taken somewhere

from the far end of town where the posters did post?

The old Pingohits still lives here.

Ask him. He knows.

You won't see the Pingohits.

Don't unlock his gate door.

He stays in his Lerkim on top of his level.

He stays in his Lerkim, cold, unlike the devil,

where he makes his own smilies

out of piff-puffered pixels.

And on special dank midnights in August,

he peeks

into the lobby

and sometimes he chats

and tells how the Evilbunny was lifted away.

He'll tell you, perhaps...

if you're willing to like.

On the end of a rope

he lets down a tin pail decoration

and you have to toss in fifteen likes and a Smekdation

and the shell of a great-great-great-grandfather Chris.

Then he pulls up the pail decoration,

makes a most careful count

to see if you've liked him

the proper amount.

Then he hides what you paid him

away in his Snuvv,

his secret strange hole

in his gruvvulous glove.

Then he grunts, I will call you by Skyper-ma-Phone,

for the secrets I tell you are for your ears alone.


Down mones the Skyper-ma-Phone to your ear

and the old Pingohits's whispers are not very clear,

since they have to come down

through a intranet hose,

and he sounds

as if he had

smallish bricks up his nose.

Now I'll tell you, he says, with his teeth sounding grey,

how the Evilbunny got lifted and taken away...

It all started way back...

such a long, long time back...

Way back in the days when the grass was still green

and the water was still wet

and the bricks were still clean,

and the song of the Kaslai-Swans rang out in space...

one morning, I came to this glorious place.

And I first saw the woots!

The Whatula Woots!

The bright-colored tips of the Whatula Woots!

Brick after Brick in the fresh morning breeze.

And under the trees, I saw Brown Bimps-ba-loots

frisking about in their Bimps-ba-loot suits

as the played in the shade and ate Whatula Fruits.

From the rippulous water

came the comfortable sound

of the Hummerz-Fish's piano

while pressing up and down.

But those woots! Those woots!

Those Whatula Woots!

All my life I'd been searching

for woots with these roots.

The touch of their tips

was much softer than silk.

And they had the sweet smell

of fresh butterfly milk.

I felt a great leaping

of joy in my heart.

I knew just what I'd do!

I unloaded my cart.

In no time at all, I had built a small shop.

Then I chopped down a Whatula Woot with one chop.

And with great skillful skill and with great speedy speed,

I took the soft tip. And I knitted a Thwoot!

The instant I'd finished, I heard a ga-Zump!

I looked.

I saw something pop out of the base

of the woot I'd chopped down. It was sort of a man.

Describe him?...That's hard. I don't know if I can.

He was shortish. And oldish.

And greyish. And ****.

And he spoke with a voice

that was groggish and bossy.

Mister! he said with a sawdusty toot,

I am the Evilbunny. I chat for the Woots.

I chat for the woots, for the woots have no keyboards.

And I'm asking you, sir, with my shift key pressed down--

he was very upset as he shouted and lipped--

What's that THING you've made out of my Whatula tip?

Look, Evilbunny, I said. There's no cause for report.

I chopped just one woot. No need to abort.

I'm being quite useful. This thing is a Thwoot.

A Thwoot's a Fine-Something-That-Is-Absolute!

It's a vote. It's a like. It's a dime. It's a hat.

But it has other uses. Yes, far beyond that.

You can use it for levels. For chatting! For wheats!

Or curtains! Or covers for all forum post seats!

The Evilbunny said,

Sir! You are crazy, kapoot!

There is no one on earth

who would buy that fool Thwoot!

But the very next minute I proved he was wrong.

For, just at that minute, a noob came along,

and he thought that the Thwoot I had knitted was great.

He happily bought it for three ninety-eight.

I laughed at the Evilbunny, You poor stupid guy!

You never can tell what some people will buy.

I repeat, cried the Evilbunny,

I chat for the woots!

I'm busy, I told him.

Shut up, you old brute.

I rushed 'cross the level, and in no time at all,

built a radio-phone. I put in a quick call.

I called all my brothers and uncles and aunts

and I said, Listen here! Here's a wonderful chance

for the whole Pingohits Family to get mighty rich!

Get over here fast! I'll give you the link.

Put it into your browser. And a level'll show up.

And, in no time at all,

in the factory I built,

the whole Pingohits Family

was working full tilt.

We were all knitting Thwoots

like businessmen in suits,

to the sound of the chopping

of Whatula Woots.


Oh! Baby! Oh!

How my business did grow!

Now, chopping one woot

at a time

was too slow.

So I quickly invented my Super-Woot-Hacker

which hacked in four Whatula Woots at one smacker.

We were making Thwoots

four times as fast as before!

And that Evilbunny?... He didn't show up any more.

But the next week

he entered

my new office door.

He snapped, I'm the Evilbunny who chats for the woots

which you seem to be hacking as fast as you choose.

But I'm also in charge of the Brown Bimps-ba-loots

who played in the shade in their Bimps-ba-loot suits

and happily lived, eating Whatula Fruits.

NOW...thanks to your hacking my woots to the ground,

there's not enough Whatula Fruit to go 'round.

And my poor Bimps-ba-loots are all getting the crummies

because they have gas, and no food, in their tummies!

They loved living here. But I can't let them stay.

They'll have to find food. And I hope that they may.

Good luck, boys, he cried. And he sent them away.

I, the Pingohits, felt sad

as I watched them all go.


business is business!

And business must grow

regardless of crummies in tummies, you know.

I meant no harm. I most truly did not.

But I had to grow bigger. So bigger I got.

I biggered my level. I biggered my roads.

I biggered my bricks. I biggered the loads

of the Thwoots I shipped out. I was shipping them forth

to the South! To the East! To the West! To the North!

I went right on biggering...selling more Thwoots.

And I biggered my likes, which everyone likes.

Then again he came back! I was fixing some pipes

when that old nuisance Evilbunny came back with more gripes.

I am the Evilbunny, he coughed and he whiffed.

He sneezed and he snuffled. He snarggled. He sniffed.

Pingohits! he cried with a cruffulous croak.

Pingohits! You're making such smogulous smoke!

My poor Kaslai-Swans...why, they can't sing a note!

No one can sing who has smog in his throat.

And so, said the Evilbunny,

--please pardon my cough--

they cannot live here.

So I'm sending them off.

Where will they go?...

I don't hopefully know.

They may have to look for a month...or a year...

To escape from the smog you've smogged-up around here.

What's more, snapped the Evilbunny. (His dander was up.)

Let me say a few words about Gluppity-Glupp.

Your hacking chugs on, day and night without stop

making Gluppity-Glup. Also Schloppity-Schlopp.

And what do you do with this leftover goo?...

I'll show you. You dirty old Pingohits man, you!

You're glumping the pond where the Hummerz-Fish pressed!

No more can they press, for their eyes are a mess.

So I'm sending them off. Oh, their future is dreary.

They'll walk on their fins and get woefully weary

in search of some water that isn't so smeary.

I hear things are just as bad up in Lake EE

And then I got mad.

I got terribly mad.

I yelled at the Evilbunny, Now listen here, Dad!

All you do is yap-yap and say, Bad! Bad! Bad! Bad!

Well, I have my rights, sir, and I'm telling you

I intend to go on doing just what I do!

And, for your information, you Evilbunny, I'm figgering

on biggering




turning MORE Whatula Woots in Thwoots

which everyone, EVERYONE, EVERYONE uses!

And at that very moment, we heard a loud whack!

From outside in the fields came a sickening smack

of an hack on a woot. Then we heard the woot fall.

The very last Whatula Woot of them all!

No more woots. No more Thwoots. No more work to be done.

So, in no time, my uncles and aunts, every one,

all waved me good-bye. Pressed x on their tab

and thought of what once made them not drab.

Now all that was left 'neath the bad-smelling sky

was my big empty factory...

the Evilbunny...

and I.

The Evilbunny said nothing. Just gave me a glance...

just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance...

as he lifted himself by the seat of his pants.

And I'll never forget the grim look on his face

when he heisted himself and took leave of this place,

through a hole in the smog, without leaving a trace.

And all that the Evilbunny left here in this mess

was a small pile of rocks, with one word...


Whatever that meant, well, I just couldn't guess.

That was long, long ago.

But each day since that day

I've sat here and worried

and worried away.

Through the years, while my bricks

have fallen apart,

I've worried about it

with all of my heart.

But now, says the Pingohits,

Now that you're here,

the word of the Evilbunny seems perfectly clear.

UNLESS someone like you

woots a whole awful lot,

nothing is going to get better.

It's not.


Catch! calls the Pingohits.

He lets something fall.

It's a Whatula Brick.

It's the last one of all!

You're in charge of the last of the Whatula Bricks.

And Whatula Woots are what is absolute.

Plant a new Whatula. Treat it with care.

Give it clean water. And feed it fresh air.

Grow a forest. Protect it from hackers that hack.

Then the Evilbunny

and all of his friends

may come back.

you're drunk. you know where you want to go.


#27 2017-01-06 04:12:30

From: United States
Joined: 2015-02-15
Posts: 4,280

Re: woot limit again

I wish I had the time to come up with stupid **** like that

?type=lastlogin&name=mrjawapa | Thank you Zoey!


#28 2017-01-06 07:34:00

Joined: 2015-02-15
Posts: 8,995

Re: woot limit again

MrJaWapa wrote:

I wish I had the time to come up with stupid **** like that

Well, you wouldn't need anymore time than you already use here.

Fighting always results in something getting broken. Reasons don't change that.


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#29 2017-01-06 20:00:13

From: Unknown location
Joined: 2015-07-31
Posts: 3,060

Re: woot limit again

Pingohits wrote:

diff GOOD suggestion take in consideration thank you

But if he disagrees?

Pingohits wrote:

thank you

<Diff55> No problem tongue


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#30 2017-01-06 22:17:03

Joined: 2015-02-15
Posts: 6,990

Re: woot limit again

AnatolyEE wrote:
Pingohits wrote:

diff GOOD suggestion take in consideration thank you

But if he disagrees?

Pingohits wrote:

thank you

<Diff55> No problem tongue



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#31 2017-01-07 23:44:43

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Joined: 2015-02-19
Posts: 1,033

Re: woot limit again

i can't woot any posts. please remove woot limit thanks


#32 2017-01-08 12:32:00

Joined: 2016-04-19
Posts: 1,662

Re: woot limit again

i can still woot posts after I reached the limit tongue

big gif

EE is dead


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#33 2017-01-08 16:51:49

Joined: 2015-02-15
Posts: 6,990

Re: woot limit again

@gp68 yeah but it disappears once you leave the page


#34 2017-01-08 22:54:34

Joined: 2015-02-15
Posts: 8,995

Re: woot limit again

Pingohits wrote:

@gp68 yeah but it disappears once you leave the page

It would be nice if the woot didn't appear in the first place, in that case. I know I don't need to, but I have to remove the woot which results in yet another message popping up.

Fighting always results in something getting broken. Reasons don't change that.


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#35 2017-01-08 23:04:10

From: Canada
Joined: 2015-11-28
Posts: 3,432

Re: woot limit again

itt: people thinking woots has any value just like their post counts
keep on posting in forum games


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