im alone
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Thread Topic: im alone
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:O HOLYFREAKINGHELLIWASREVIVED!? NOOOO!! I WAS DREAMING ABOUT FLYING KITTEHS! *facepalms*
...*sees kitty fly by* holys---. o___o -
heyy yals im back :D
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* does flips and see's sisi * your cover is blown
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Yes you were revived. But if you want to finish your dream.... *hits Alana with frying pan*
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dude!
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peace out! * drives away with Corvette *
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Hello?
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Kish! *tackles*
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*is tackled* whats up, selena?
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Not much. I woke up just a little bit ago. You?
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Nm, bored actually, xD
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Um... well, what shall we do to cure boredom?
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xD, i have no idea, :/
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My father was a self relenting self inproving longere' owner from belgium with low grade narcolepsy and a penchount for buggary. My mother was a 15 year old French prostitute named Cloe with webbed feet. My father; he would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims like he invented the question mark. Sometimes he would acuse chestnuts of being lazy. The sort of general malaize that only the geneus posses and the insane liment.
My childhood was typical. Summers in rangoon, louge' lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. When I was incolent I was placed in a burlap sack and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really.
At the age of 12 I recieved my first scribe. At the age of 14, a russian named Wilma ritualistically shaved my testicals. There really is nothing like a shorn scrotum. It really is breath taking. I suggest you try it. -
Uh... Bob, are u alright? No offence...
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