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milislaoch January 10 2006, 22:42:34 UTC
... *taps foot, waiting for Annie to fix*
It's fixed. So there.

Yeahhh, parents are boooring!
I also didn't like the whole adult thing.
I wanted to write about Amy! Or Dan, or T-word, or one of the random AP Chem kids!
We should so have been like "Dan is an adult!" Hahaha, inspirational AP students...

General just pointed out that the strange bed-moving North Carolinians are totally my motorcycle gang, which makes me feel better about having them here.
...because that should soooo reassure you.
Well it does. Laurel's motorcycle gang turned out to be very nice.

XD yay!
I was too busy off having fun in my math league!
So there.
Hah.
Those sexy math leaguers..

Oh no! Not your clothes, anything but that!!
And yeahhh, it was pretty weird smelling.
I didn't notice it when I walked up the stairs to Vikki's locker though.
Hrm, curious!
My clothes totally smelled like cigarette smoke! And I definitely hadn't been smoking or standing near someone who had been, so I was wondering how that happened.

And there's your entry, every line commented.
*cracks knuckles*
Don't do that!! I don't like the sound. And besides, you don't want to get deported to Siberia, do you? *smiles sweetly*

Annie

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calculusdestind January 10 2006, 22:51:05 UTC
... *taps foot, waiting for Annie to fix*
It's fixed. So there.
...=P.

Yeahhh, parents are boooring!
I also didn't like the whole adult thing.
I wanted to write about Amy! Or Dan, or T-word, or one of the random AP Chem kids!
We should so have been like "Dan is an adult!" Hahaha, inspirational AP students...
I knowww, really!
He could soo be an adult.
"I know a guy that is sooo inspirational. He can do math at a college level, and plays flute amazingly well. Can you tell I'm talking about a student yet?"

General just pointed out that the strange bed-moving North Carolinians are totally my motorcycle gang, which makes me feel better about having them here.
...because that should soooo reassure you.
Well it does. Laurel's motorcycle gang turned out to be very nice.
...right.
Just don't keep your motorcyclers for dinner, I had a sequel dream to your dream, and they decided to eat me after using my glasses for sunlight. Confusion much?

XD yay!
I was too busy off having fun in my math league!
So there.
Hah.
Those sexy math leaguers..
...you know it!
Of course you mean T-word.
And of course I have to agree.
That's what Vikki gets for cheating on me with a Mexican!!!
*clings to T-word, very suggestively*

Oh no! Not your clothes, anything but that!!
And yeahhh, it was pretty weird smelling.
I didn't notice it when I walked up the stairs to Vikki's locker though.
Hrm, curious!
My clothes totally smelled like cigarette smoke! And I definitely hadn't been smoking or standing near someone who had been, so I was wondering how that happened.
Psh, you know you were smoking...
I was sooo dealing to you at Amy's locker!\
XD

And there's your entry, every line commented.
*cracks knuckles*
Don't do that!! I don't like the sound. And besides, you don't want to get deported to Siberia, do you? *smiles sweetly*
Psh, street-workers can't deport people to Siberia!
And frankly, I don't like the sound either.
I'm off to search for a Saturday on which the Ides fall...
XD

~gen!

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milislaoch January 10 2006, 23:07:02 UTC
Just don't keep your motorcyclers for dinner, I had a sequel dream to your dream, and they decided to eat me after using my glasses for sunlight. Confusion much?
I am so using a dream dictionary on this!!
Okay...it says:

Dreaming of wearing glasses is a sign that things that are confusing now will become clearer very soon - unless it's sunglasses, in which case things may become more obscure. Again, if you're not certain what it is that will become either clearer or more obscure, look to the other symbols in the dream.

The Sun is the giver of life, and therefore dreaming of a bright Sun high in the sky is an omen that you will soon be able to live the kind of life you want.

Depending on the circumstances and other symbols, dreaming of a young girl is generally a positive omen. If you know her, and the other dream symbols support it, this is a portent of new opportunities.
Hmm, I used "girl" for Laurel. Because obviously, I wouldn't find her in the dream diary.
New opportunities, eh?

And unfortunately, it has nothing about motorcycles or being eaten. -sigh- But it appears to be a happy dream! Or at least, it has a a happy interpretation.

...you know it!
Of course you mean T-word.
And of course I have to agree.
That's what Vikki gets for cheating on me with a Mexican!!!
*clings to T-word, very suggestively*
Oh, but Mexicans = sexier than Math Leaguers. duh.
Except for, you know, certain Math geniuses...
You're having such fun with T-Word these days. *coughobsessioncough* I wonder if he's noticed..

Psh, you know you were smoking...
I was sooo dealing to you at Amy's locker!\
XD
So Amy's the ditzoid with drugs in her locker, and you're the ditzoid that deals them. Quite a combination!

Psh, street-workers can't deport people to Siberia!
And frankly, I don't like the sound either.
I'm off to search for a Saturday on which the Ides fall...
XD
Some of my customers are wealthy and influential, thankyouverymuch. *deports* Muwahaha.
And oh-I-just-can't-wait for the Ides.

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calculusdestind January 11 2006, 00:35:17 UTC
Just don't keep your motorcyclers for dinner, I had a sequel dream to your dream, and they decided to eat me after using my glasses for sunlight. Confusion much?
I am so using a dream dictionary on this!!
-sigh-

Okay...it says:

Dreaming of wearing glasses is a sign that things that are confusing now will become clearer very soon - unless it's sunglasses, in which case things may become more obscure. Again, if you're not certain what it is that will become either clearer or more obscure, look to the other symbols in the dream.
...Psh, considering my prescription, things are soooo confusing.
Where is my Cliffy/T-word knight in shining armour to save me?

The Sun is the giver of life, and therefore dreaming of a bright Sun high in the sky is an omen that you will soon be able to live the kind of life you want.
Yay! That's sooo reassuring.
I want my math geniuses!! They would sooo make my life the kind that I want.
*remembers to dream about sun*

Depending on the circumstances and other symbols, dreaming of a young girl is generally a positive omen. If you know her, and the other dream symbols support it, this is a portent of new opportunities.
Hmm, I used "girl" for Laurel. Because obviously, I wouldn't find her in the dream diary.
New opportunities, eh?
Psh, you would sooo find Laurel in the dream diary...
Maybe under "uber-smart-Clifton-duplicate"?

Psh, I had to leave.
i'm back now, and still commenting. Bwaha.

And unfortunately, it has nothing about motorcycles or being eaten. -sigh- But it appears to be a happy dream! Or at least, it has a a happy interpretation.
Yay!!! I love dreams with happy interpretations.
They're always nice.

...you know it!
Of course you mean T-word.
And of course I have to agree.
That's what Vikki gets for cheating on me with a Mexican!!!
*clings to T-word, very suggestively*
Oh, but Mexicans = sexier than Math Leaguers. duh.
Except for, you know, certain Math geniuses...
You're having such fun with T-Word these days. *coughobsessioncough* I wonder if he's noticed..
Psh nah, I do it so secretively even he doesn't notice.
But subconsciously he knows it.
Just go beat him up until he's out of it, and ask him... "Who's your daddy?"
And of course he won't answer 'Ron' but 'My uber-secret-lover, General.'
...wow, that was incredibly random.
But in the even tyou beat him up, ship him over to my house in a box.

Psh, you know you were smoking...
I was sooo dealing to you at Amy's locker!\
XD
So Amy's the ditzoid with drugs in her locker, and you're the ditzoid that deals them. Quite a combination!
Chya, that's how we do.
All of us drug-dealers are ditzoids!
But of course we still are in GTs and APs, XD.

Psh, street-workers can't deport people to Siberia!
And frankly, I don't like the sound either.
I'm off to search for a Saturday on which the Ides fall...
XD
Some of my customers are wealthy and influential, thankyouverymuch. *deports* Muwahaha.
Oh wah.
*is living in Siberia*
Wah, I'm so lonely!
*UPSes self back to USA, to 7901 Kenleigh*
Bwahaha!!

And oh-I-just-can't-wait for the Ides.
...I can tell you're anxious to have fun with Cliffy!

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milislaoch January 11 2006, 02:00:58 UTC
I am like, totally awed by the length of your comment.

Yay! That's sooo reassuring.
I want my math geniuses!! They would sooo make my life the kind that I want.
*remembers to dream about sun*
Because dreams about the sun are just that thrilling? Hehe, I guess they are when they involve *certain* people...

Psh, you would sooo find Laurel in the dream diary...
Maybe under "uber-smart-Clifton-duplicate"?
If she was a Clifton duplicate, she would have been wearing army green from head to toe today. (She wasn't.)

You're having such fun with T-Word these days. *coughobsessioncough* I wonder if he's noticed..
Psh nah, I do it so secretively even he doesn't notice.
But subconsciously he knows it.
Just go beat him up until he's out of it, and ask him... "Who's your daddy?"
And of course he won't answer 'Ron' but 'My uber-secret-lover, General.'
...wow, that was incredibly random.
But in the event you beat him up, ship him over to my house in a box.
I think Vikki would be sad if I beat up her OTHER boyfriend. Except I guess she's cheating on him too. With even more Mexicans. I suppose I could beat him over the head with your stress board sometime in May- yay for AP breakdowns!

So Amy's the ditzoid with drugs in her locker, and you're the ditzoid that deals them. Quite a combination!
Chya, that's how we do.
All of us drug-dealers are ditzoids!
But of course we still are in GTs and APs, XD.
Oh well, at least now I can say I know Gang Lords and Drug Dealers. Sounds impressive, no? Or failing that, threatening!

Some of my customers are wealthy and influential, thankyouverymuch. *deports* Muwahaha.
Oh wah.
*is living in Siberia*
Wah, I'm so lonely!
*UPSes self back to USA, to 7901 Kenleigh*
Bwahaha!!
Wow, you were in a box for a really long time. Did you bring some random Siberian with you? You know, to pass the time on the trip over...

And oh-I-just-can't-wait for the Ides.
...I can tell you're anxious to have fun with Cliffy!
You know it.

Ohmygosh, this comment feels so long!

Annie

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calculusdestind January 11 2006, 02:16:10 UTC
Pfft, that was not a long comment at all.

Yay! That's sooo reassuring.
I want my math geniuses!! They would sooo make my life the kind that I want.
*remembers to dream about sun*
Because dreams about the sun are just that thrilling? Hehe, I guess they are when they involve *certain* people...
-ahem-
As they say, a day with your math genius/lover is like a day without sunshine.
Or maybe that's just what I say.
Tehe!

Psh, you would sooo find Laurel in the dream diary...
Maybe under "uber-smart-Clifton-duplicate"?
If she was a Clifton duplicate, she would have been wearing army green from head to toe today. (She wasn't.)
No, but she was head-to-toe in lavender, the girlishly appropriate Clifton-safe colour.
And omg there's a cuuuute picture of them together in Roman garb in the Latin room, apparently they're role-playing a man and his wife. They say role-playing, I say prophecising.

You're having such fun with T-Word these days. *coughobsessioncough* I wonder if he's noticed..
Psh nah, I do it so secretively even he doesn't notice.
But subconsciously he knows it.
Just go beat him up until he's out of it, and ask him... "Who's your daddy?"
And of course he won't answer 'Ron' but 'My uber-secret-lover, General.'
...wow, that was incredibly random.
But in the event you beat him up, ship him over to my house in a box.
I think Vikki would be sad if I beat up her OTHER boyfriend. Except I guess she's cheating on him too. With even more Mexicans. I suppose I could beat him over the head with your stress board sometime in May- yay for AP breakdowns!
Yesssss! AP stress works to my advantage!
~situation~
Annie: Look, it's a quadratic in general form! (har har)
T-word: *looks*
Annie: *whacks with stress board*
T-word: *passes out*
Annie: *raises hand, is sweet and innocent* Oh, Mr. Skeeeeeeels, Timmy-dear seems to have passed out from AP stress. Can I escort him to the nurse?
Skeels: ...fiiiine...
Annie: *snicker, walks home with the body, shoves in the bed that has been designated for Genny since he pratically lives there, then walks back to school*
Skeels: What took you so long, Miss Annamaria?
Annie: .....you did not just call me that. May I use the restroom?
Skeels: .....fiiine...
Annie: *pretends to go to restroom, but secretly goes to Wind Ensemble to yoink Genny out of class and notify*
Genny: Yessss! Mine at last!
*a few hours later*
Genny: *walks to Annie's* Bwaha! *brings body home*
~~reader to assume the rest~~

So Amy's the ditzoid with drugs in her locker, and you're the ditzoid that deals them. Quite a combination!
Chya, that's how we do.
All of us drug-dealers are ditzoids!
But of course we still are in GTs and APs, XD.
Oh well, at least now I can say I know Gang Lords and Drug Dealers. Sounds impressive, no? Or failing that, threatening!
Bwahaha! I'm sooo threatening!
*sneak*
*sneak*
*twirl*
*vase breaks*
*stores loads of drugs in Annie's bed for parents to find*
*then goes to kill a H51-infected chicken*
Sooo threatening!

Some of my customers are wealthy and influential, thankyouverymuch. *deports* Muwahaha.
Oh wah.
*is living in Siberia*
Wah, I'm so lonely!
*UPSes self back to USA, to 7901 Kenleigh*
Bwahaha!!
Wow, you were in a box for a really long time. Did you bring some random Siberian with you? You know, to pass the time on the trip over...
Psh no, who needs a Siberian when you've got pictures of Clifton?
-ahem-
Oh those army green sweatshirts and red hair get me sooo turned-on!
-cough, dies!-

And oh-I-just-can't-wait for the Ides.
...I can tell you're anxious to have fun with Cliffy!
You know it.
*refer to last comment above*
Don't they get you turned on too?
XDDDDD
-dies-

...now that is a long comment.
~gen~

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milislaoch January 11 2006, 02:27:41 UTC
...fine. My comments feel so meager now. Wah.

-ahem-
As they say, a day with your math genius/lover is like a day without sunshine.
Or maybe that's just what I say.
Tehe!
You mean without...

No, but she was head-to-toe in lavender, the girlishly appropriate Clifton-safe colour.
And omg there's a cuuuute picture of them together in Roman garb in the Latin room, apparently they're role-playing a man and his wife. They say role-playing, I say prophecising.
You know, my last layout was kind of an Army green colour, and this one is purple. Have I gone from being Cliftonly to being Laurelish?

Yesssss! AP stress works to my advantage!
~situation~
Annie: Look, it's a quadratic in general form! (har har)
T-word: *looks*
Annie: *whacks with stress board*
T-word: *passes out*
Annie: *raises hand, is sweet and innocent* Oh, Mr. Skeeeeeeels, Timmy-dear seems to have passed out from AP stress. Can I escort him to the nurse?
Skeels: ...fiiiine...
Annie: *snicker, walks home with the body, shoves in the bed that has been designated for Genny since he pratically lives there, then walks back to school*
Skeels: What took you so long, Miss Annamaria?
Annie: .....you did not just call me that. May I use the restroom?
Skeels: .....fiiine...
Annie: *pretends to go to restroom, but secretly goes to Wind Ensemble to yoink Genny out of class and notify*
Genny: Yessss! Mine at last!
*a few hours later*
Genny: *walks to Annie's* Bwaha! *brings body home*
~~reader to assume the rest~~
Mr. Skeels is so gullible! And pretty strange, too..
And wow, where did you cart T-Word off to? Don't tell me the public loo..

Oh well, at least now I can say I know Gang Lords and Drug Dealers. Sounds impressive, no? Or failing that, threatening!
Bwahaha! I'm sooo threatening!
*sneak*
*sneak*
*twirl*
*vase breaks*
*stores loads of drugs in Annie's bed for parents to find*
*then goes to kill a H51-infected chicken*
Sooo threatening!
Why do you want my parents to find drugs?? I could always tell them that General put them there, but that would sound rather odd, wouldn't it?
"General left his drugs in my bed..."

Psh no, who needs a Siberian when you've got pictures of Clifton?
-ahem-
Oh those army green sweatshirts and red hair get me sooo turned-on!
-cough, dies!-
...no comment.

And oh-I-just-can't-wait for the Ides.
...I can tell you're anxious to have fun with Cliffy!
You know it.
*refer to last comment above*
Don't they get you turned on too?
XDDDDD
-dies-
Army?? -sigh-

...now that is a long comment.
...fine, you win.

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calculusdestind January 11 2006, 02:37:11 UTC
-ahem-
As they say, a day with your math genius/lover is like a day without sunshine.
Or maybe that's just what I say.
Tehe!
You mean without...
Yeahhhh.... My typing skills died today. XD

No, but she was head-to-toe in lavender, the girlishly appropriate Clifton-safe colour.
And omg there's a cuuuute picture of them together in Roman garb in the Latin room, apparently they're role-playing a man and his wife. They say role-playing, I say prophecising.
You know, my last layout was kind of an Army green colour, and this one is purple. Have I gone from being Cliftonly to being Laurelish?
Because those are sooo adjectives.
And yes, you are sooo Laurelish!

Yesssss! AP stress works to my advantage!
~situation~
Annie: Look, it's a quadratic in general form! (har har)
T-word: *looks*
Annie: *whacks with stress board*
T-word: *passes out*
Annie: *raises hand, is sweet and innocent* Oh, Mr. Skeeeeeeels, Timmy-dear seems to have passed out from AP stress. Can I escort him to the nurse?
Skeels: ...fiiiine...
Annie: *snicker, walks home with the body, shoves in the bed that has been designated for Genny since he pratically lives there, then walks back to school*
Skeels: What took you so long, Miss Annamaria?
Annie: .....you did not just call me that. May I use the restroom?
Skeels: .....fiiine...
Annie: *pretends to go to restroom, but secretly goes to Wind Ensemble to yoink Genny out of class and notify*
Genny: Yessss! Mine at last!
*a few hours later*
Genny: *walks to Annie's* Bwaha! *brings body home*
~~reader to assume the rest~~
Mr. Skeels is so gullible! And pretty strange, too..
And wow, where did you cart T-Word off to? Don't tell me the public loo..
Psh, the public loo is so..... public. I of course dragged him back to my house, where I gave him some mecurochrome, and got him back to health... And then we had hours on end of fun.

Oh well, at least now I can say I know Gang Lords and Drug Dealers. Sounds impressive, no? Or failing that, threatening!
Bwahaha! I'm sooo threatening!
*sneak*
*sneak*
*twirl*
*vase breaks*
*stores loads of drugs in Annie's bed for parents to find*
*then goes to kill a H51-infected chicken*
Sooo threatening!
Why do you want my parents to find drugs?? I could always tell them that General put them there, but that would sound rather odd, wouldn't it?
"General left his drugs in my bed..."
Oh yess, because of course I'm always in your bed. With drugs....
That doesn't make me sound very good.
Or you either!
XDDD

Psh no, who needs a Siberian when you've got pictures of Clifton?
-ahem-
Oh those army green sweatshirts and red hair get me sooo turned-on!
-cough, dies!-
...no comment.
Yes, you will have no comment now, but you will be screaming, come the Ides...
XDDDDD
Wow, that was kind of inappropriate.
But just kind of.

And oh-I-just-can't-wait for the Ides.
...I can tell you're anxious to have fun with Cliffy!
You know it.
*refer to last comment above*
Don't they get you turned on too?
XDDDDD
-dies-
Army?? -sigh-
Heh.
Heh.
Well, there are other nice qualities...
...like his brain!
And his ginormous ego.

Bwaha, I sooo win!

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milislaoch January 11 2006, 02:44:55 UTC
-ahem-
As they say, a day with your math genius/lover is like a day without sunshine.
Or maybe that's just what I say.
Tehe!
You mean without...
Yeahhhh.... My typing skills died today. XD
I so noticed.

No, but she was head-to-toe in lavender, the girlishly appropriate Clifton-safe colour.
And omg there's a cuuuute picture of them together in Roman garb in the Latin room, apparently they're role-playing a man and his wife. They say role-playing, I say prophecising.
You know, my last layout was kind of an Army green colour, and this one is purple. Have I gone from being Cliftonly to being Laurelish?
Because those are sooo adjectives.
And yes, you are sooo Laurelish!
Yess!!

Yesssss! AP stress works to my advantage!
~situation~
Annie: Look, it's a quadratic in general form! (har har)
T-word: *looks*
Annie: *whacks with stress board*
T-word: *passes out*
Annie: *raises hand, is sweet and innocent* Oh, Mr. Skeeeeeeels, Timmy-dear seems to have passed out from AP stress. Can I escort him to the nurse?
Skeels: ...fiiiine...
Annie: *snicker, walks home with the body, shoves in the bed that has been designated for Genny since he pratically lives there, then walks back to school*
Skeels: What took you so long, Miss Annamaria?
Annie: .....you did not just call me that. May I use the restroom?
Skeels: .....fiiine...
Annie: *pretends to go to restroom, but secretly goes to Wind Ensemble to yoink Genny out of class and notify*
Genny: Yessss! Mine at last!
*a few hours later*
Genny: *walks to Annie's* Bwaha! *brings body home*
~~reader to assume the rest~~
Mr. Skeels is so gullible! And pretty strange, too..
And wow, where did you cart T-Word off to? Don't tell me the public loo..
Psh, the public loo is so..... public. I of course dragged him back to my house, where I gave him some mecurochrome, and got him back to health... And then we had hours on end of fun.
Kill off any yappy dogs lately, Angel darling?

Oh well, at least now I can say I know Gang Lords and Drug Dealers. Sounds impressive, no? Or failing that, threatening!
Bwahaha! I'm sooo threatening!
*sneak*
*sneak*
*twirl*
*vase breaks*
*stores loads of drugs in Annie's bed for parents to find*
*then goes to kill a H51-infected chicken*
Sooo threatening!
Why do you want my parents to find drugs?? I could always tell them that General put them there, but that would sound rather odd, wouldn't it?
"General left his drugs in my bed..."
Oh yess, because of course I'm always in your bed. With drugs....
That doesn't make me sound very good.
Or you either!
XDDD
No, it doesn't! We'll just leave your drugs in Amy's locker, thankyouverymuch.

Psh no, who needs a Siberian when you've got pictures of Clifton?
-ahem-
Oh those army green sweatshirts and red hair get me sooo turned-on!
-cough, dies!-
...no comment.
Yes, you will have no comment now, but you will be screaming, come the Ides...
XDDDDD
Wow, that was kind of inappropriate.
But just kind of.
Yeaaa, just kind of. And um, I think now would be a good time for me to run away screaming.

Bwaha, I sooo win!
I sooo know!

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calculusdestind January 11 2006, 02:56:00 UTC
-ahem-
As they say, a day with your math genius/lover is like a day without sunshine.
Or maybe that's just what I say.
Tehe!
You mean without...
Yeahhhh.... My typing skills died today. XD
I so noticed.
Psh, probably because I'm tired and we've been at this for 4 huors, like we're comment fiends or something.
XD
LJ is soooo addicting!!!!

No, but she was head-to-toe in lavender, the girlishly appropriate Clifton-safe colour.
And omg there's a cuuuute picture of them together in Roman garb in the Latin room, apparently they're role-playing a man and his wife. They say role-playing, I say prophecising.
You know, my last layout was kind of an Army green colour, and this one is purple. Have I gone from being Cliftonly to being Laurelish?
Because those are sooo adjectives.
And yes, you are sooo Laurelish!
Yess!!
...now all you need to do is:
~The Steps to Becoming a Laurel~
1. Get 5s on your APs.
2. Get 9s on your DBQ.
3. Get a near-perfect score on the SATs.
4. Be more like Clifton, yet have a life.
XDD

Yesssss! AP stress works to my advantage!
~situation~
Annie: Look, it's a quadratic in general form! (har har)
T-word: *looks*
Annie: *whacks with stress board*
T-word: *passes out*
Annie: *raises hand, is sweet and innocent* Oh, Mr. Skeeeeeeels, Timmy-dear seems to have passed out from AP stress. Can I escort him to the nurse?
Skeels: ...fiiiine...
Annie: *snicker, walks home with the body, shoves in the bed that has been designated for Genny since he pratically lives there, then walks back to school*
Skeels: What took you so long, Miss Annamaria?
Annie: .....you did not just call me that. May I use the restroom?
Skeels: .....fiiine...
Annie: *pretends to go to restroom, but secretly goes to Wind Ensemble to yoink Genny out of class and notify*
Genny: Yessss! Mine at last!
*a few hours later*
Genny: *walks to Annie's* Bwaha! *brings body home*
~~reader to assume the rest~~
Mr. Skeels is so gullible! And pretty strange, too..
And wow, where did you cart T-Word off to? Don't tell me the public loo..
Psh, the public loo is so..... public. I of course dragged him back to my house, where I gave him some mecurochrome, and got him back to health... And then we had hours on end of fun.
Kill off any yappy dogs lately, Angel darling?
Omg You got the Rent allusion!
Yessss!
I feel like such a Renthead. Wooootttt!!!
I need to find that URL.
Eh.
But after I have my hours on end of fun.

Oh well, at least now I can say I know Gang Lords and Drug Dealers. Sounds impressive, no? Or failing that, threatening!
Bwahaha! I'm sooo threatening!
*sneak*
*sneak*
*twirl*
*vase breaks*
*stores loads of drugs in Annie's bed for parents to find*
*then goes to kill a H51-infected chicken*
Sooo threatening!
Why do you want my parents to find drugs?? I could always tell them that General put them there, but that would sound rather odd, wouldn't it?
"General left his drugs in my bed..."
Oh yess, because of course I'm always in your bed. With drugs....
That doesn't make me sound very good.
Or you either!
XDDD
No, it doesn't! We'll just leave your drugs in Amy's locker, thankyouverymuch.
Psh, but then I won't be dangerous!
Wah.
I'll settle for looking bad and being evil and dangerous.
Bwahahaha!!

Psh no, who needs a Siberian when you've got pictures of Clifton?
-ahem-
Oh those army green sweatshirts and red hair get me sooo turned-on!
-cough, dies!-
...no comment.
Yes, you will have no comment now, but you will be screaming, come the Ides...
XDDDDD
Wow, that was kind of inappropriate.
But just kind of.
Yeaaa, just kind of. And um, I think now would be a good time for me to run away screaming.
It would.
But you know you want Cliffy's hott bod!
(....Genny's conscious is saying: Run. Nowww.)

~general, thefeminineplumdragon.

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