Oww, stomach ache. Did I stuff my face on chips last night? Ichigo, that ain't how you treat kids! Worst babysitter award goes to you, pal.

Everyone I ended up speakin' to, orderin' around or shoutin' at, pretend it didn't happen. I was a nice kid. Sort of.Except for Asano, you can remember every word, doofus. Defeated by a five year old girl, ( Read more... )

So, yesterday was...eh. Fun. Whatever? Ichigo, I see you've got your hands full today, eh? Heh.

Now, anyway. Apparently this City's taken Ishida's side with the whole "oh you have no style" crap of a speech, and--seriously, what the shit? I'm perfectly happy with my own clothes, dammit, what's with this lame-ass, poncy constu ( Read more... )