lol@what you deserve in the second one. I'm rather jealous.
You stole my purse. No wonder I don't get beat up in public anymore. jkjkjk. Says the person who grabs his ID, stuffs it in his backpocket, and says, "I AM SET. THEY CAN IDENTIFY MY BODY NOW." Keys? What are thoooose. Cell phone? Don't have one. I have a wallet thingy, with a checkbook, but you better believe I'm broke. :( LOL. BUT HEY. It would all be solved if you hadn't stolen my purse, obviously... P:
Alas, poor Yoh-Kun... The good always die young. We shall remember you fondly and reminisce about our time spent with you over a joyous weenie roast... *Sniffle*
What? Now I have to watch out for flying dutch ovens too? >.>; I mean if you beamed one happy fangirly stalker upside the head with one then none of us are safe from your stove-hurling!
Figures I kill Yoh-chan. Coke would probably enjoy being told I committed genocide and kileld him, if I could ever get past writing a sonnet about his closet...
The idea that my failing sitck arms could ever hurl an oven is laughable. Never mind I'm half dutch myself. o_o Oh STOVES.
YOU HAVE NO IDEA. Picture me walking into your house, striding right past you, then pressing my ear to your closet door with a look of bliss on my facee emitting little hearts. The nicest thing my best friend ever said to me was that I could hide in her closet. Skunky + Closets=OTP It also might serve as explanation to say I was a tiny child, and a claustrophile to boot. Skunky loves closets.
My brother plays big beefy fighter guys. literally. Beefy. No amount of channeling will help my stick-like lack of upper body strength.
I think I saw. Too addle-pated to make a good comeback. Your Eyes is bizzare and somewaht mroe friendly than mine.
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You stole my purse. No wonder I don't get beat up in public anymore. jkjkjk. Says the person who grabs his ID, stuffs it in his backpocket, and says, "I AM SET. THEY CAN IDENTIFY MY BODY NOW." Keys? What are thoooose. Cell phone? Don't have one. I have a wallet thingy, with a checkbook, but you better believe I'm broke. :( LOL. BUT HEY. It would all be solved if you hadn't stolen my purse, obviously... P:
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...well, you obviously forgot to return the purse to his owner.
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What? Now I have to watch out for flying dutch ovens too? >.>; I mean if you beamed one happy fangirly stalker upside the head with one then none of us are safe from your stove-hurling!
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The idea that my failing sitck arms could ever hurl an oven is laughable. Never mind I'm half dutch myself.
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Oh STOVES.
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Well then you'll somehow channel some big beefy fighter guy from a random anime and hurl a stove at me. *Ducks*
You see my loverly spiral sims over on Guns With Wings, yet? Eyes is inspecting babyYaiba's crib for nargles...
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Picture me walking into your house, striding right past you, then pressing my ear to your closet door with a look of bliss on my facee emitting little hearts.
The nicest thing my best friend ever said to me was that I could hide in her closet.
Skunky + Closets=OTP
It also might serve as explanation to say I was a tiny child, and a claustrophile to boot.
Skunky loves closets.
My brother plays big beefy fighter guys. literally. Beefy.
No amount of channeling will help my stick-like lack of upper body strength.
I think I saw. Too addle-pated to make a good comeback. Your Eyes is bizzare and somewaht mroe friendly than mine.
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