http://www.sfdt.com/showcase/
Yes thats right.........
Stick...
Figure....
Death.....
Theatre......
Stick Figures, dying, fighting, sweet lord........this is GREAT!
Also, if ya dig this, look up vids by a guy who goes by Xaio Xaio, he has several fighting style videos that are fanTASTIC.
Fighting was never as cool, until this...
Fighting was never as cool, until this...
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Yeah... This is the greatest thing since stickdeath.com
Because, you know... It's never been done before (except for stickdeath.com).
Never (except for stickdeath.com).
Because, you know... It's never been done before (except for stickdeath.com).
Never (except for stickdeath.com).
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Every now and then I fall out into open air just to feel the wind, rain and everything.
And though the hum and sway gets me down, I'll find the way to peace and openness.
"Robbo" - © Alex (happeningfish)...^5 ^5 v v
Every now and then I fall out into open air just to feel the wind, rain and everything.
And though the hum and sway gets me down, I'll find the way to peace and openness.
"Robbo" - © Alex (happeningfish)...^5 ^5 v v
i do not condone nor promote the fighting of stick figurines. 
Whenever death may surprise us,
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown
let it be welcome
if our battle cry has reached even one receptive ear
and another hand reaches out to take up our arms.
Nobody's gonna miss me, no tears will fall, no ones gonna weap, when i hit that road.
my boots are broken my brain is sore, fer keepin' up with thier little world, i got a heavy load.
gonna leave 'em all just like before, i'm big city bound, your always 17 in your hometown