I SmeLL GaRBagE!

Welcome to the Pants Dropping Garbage Dwellers domain.

For many of you who may have accidentally stumbled upon this site and have no idea what the hell this is, I will explain. This page is a complete dedication to the Pants Dropping Garbage Dwellers. To elaborate on the P.D.G.D, it's a "clan" of sorts that myself (Melissa) and my fellow P.D.G.D (Lindsay) came up with one day at school. Lindsay had a problem with her pants clinging to her so from time to time when nobody was looking she would. . . drop them. So that explains the part about the Pants Dropping. The same day this occured, the two of us were standing up by the garbage cans (which are in the middle of our caf), we were there for quite some time 'cause I couldn't get the wrapper off my lolly, which is where the Garbage Dwellers originated. So there you have it, the P.D.G.D. If you have a problem with it, then you suck and now I've wasted your time with my ramblings! Muhah!

Lindsay

NAME: Lindsay
AGE: 16
HER PART IN THE PDGD: Pants dropping
WHEN IT ALL STARTED: Lindsay was first seen dropping her pants at the mere sight of innocent bystanders.
STRANGE NAMES SHE MIGHT ANSWER TO: Court Jester,Pooey Louey

Melissa

NAME: Melissa
AGE: 16
HER PART IN THE PDGD: Garbage dwelling
WHEN IT ALL STARTED: In a moment of boredom Melissa's interest desperately became focused on the fact that the garbage cans in her school are pretty. Need I say more.
STRANGE NAMES SHE MIGHT ANSWER TO: Baroness, Taren, Smelissa

Stories/Chronicles of the P.D.G.D

"The Passing (this is your brain on math)"

The Worm-Lindsay
The Grasshopper-Melissa
The Spider-Michelle

WORM: Now Melissa you must be patient in order to be given the power of "the passing". To learn this skill you must pass a series of skill testing questions, the spider and I will make up. Do you think you are ready for the challenge grasshopper?

GRASSHOPPER: You're a hugemongous nerd Lindsay! But Ill play along with your little game if you so desire. By the way, what color and when are you dying your hair Michelle?

WORM: Yes grasshopper you have begun the journey that is "the passing". In your quest of ultimate fullfilment you will ask questions not having to do with hair but questions having to do with your conquest.

GRASSHOPPER: Alright, well in my journey what if I came across a donkey/melonhead who asks me a skill testing question about what color she's dying her hair?

WORM: Spiders do not have hair/hairs to dye, the only "dying" the spider will do is after she has "the sex" with the male spider. As she is killing her mating partner she will be thinking of questions in which to ask you, grasshopper. As for future mentioning of this donkey/melonhead creature, I assure you that you will not come across such a hideous beast in your journey. For, you are in the kingdom of species of only spiders, grasshoppers, and myself, perhaps the greatest of all organisms, the worm.

GRASSHOPPER: NO! You fool, the worm is the most helpless of all. Slow, stupid, grotesque, and might I add limbless!! Unless of course your name is Goober. In which case however, you'd still be hideous! Muhaha!

WORM: Well it appears that you, grasshopper have shown a great deal of immaturity my friend. In your mocking of the worm I have shed some tears, but upon my dissapointment I have come upon the realization that you would not be able to handle "the passing". In saying this, I hope to see you again some day trying your hand at this conquest. Perhaps when you pass on you will be reincarnated as a lion, the king of the jungle. Because my friend, I'm afraid you cannot handle the responsibility of being a worm, the king of the underground.

THE END

This here is a special hello that goes out to all the cool people we know. . .and our friends. But you know, our friends are the cool people. You guys all rock and thanks for putting up with our need to be nerdy, you all know what that feels like I'm sure. Heh. Keep it Surreal!