In which there is an overabundence of commas and a dearth of semi-colons

[anthon1]

One of the many diverse inhabitants of the interdimensional rift also referred to as my school is a small twelve year-old boy named Beans. Nobody is actually sure whether Beans is his first name or his surname or his nickname or even his codename; it is quite possible that, like Tintin, V, Pythagoras and God, Beans is so phenomenal that he only

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[locowerewolf]

*waves* I people-watch! That teacher sounds awesome. Hm, that post was full of mnysteries... ;)

[anthon1]

:D We obviously all grew up with too much Sherlock Holmes...

Not that there can be such a thing, of course. But you know what I mean. :D

And yeah, I guess it was. Mysteries are fun. :D

[locowerewolf]

=D You know, I don't remember actually reading much Sherlock Holmes. Which is very triste...

*facepalm* Mysteries. Not mnysteries.

[anthon1]

I read a couple of the short stories in English in Year 9 and loved them; I keep meaning to read some more of Conan Doyle's stuff, but haven't quite got round to it...

[locowerewolf]

You should, he sounds like a dude! =P (Yeah, I need to read some too. But I have too much to read right now!)
In other news, I might be restarting a new PS at some point! =D (Heh, sorry. I'm just excited...)