My Pencil

[peteysan]

I LOST MY PENCIL!!!! ;_;

Yes, I know that sounds silly, stupid and childish but I quite simply don't care.
I've had this pencil for AGES! Everyone at work knew it was my pencil, everyone left it alone cause they knew, it was my pencil. IT WAS MY PENCIL!!! ;_;

*goes to search some more for his pencil*

Comments

[funkypirategirl]

Aw. Maybe you'll pick up that cute little red-headed girl's pencil instead. :P

[wastaz]

Pete, this is a textbook example of Jess coming on to you. Take the chance and swipe her off her feet

[funkypirategirl]

Petey, this is a textbook example of Jess referencing Charles Schultz and getting teased by her brother. Take note of his fine example for when your sisters are older. Now, if you'll excuse me...

*anchor thwaps Fred* And where the heck have you been, anyway? :P

Oh, and, for the record, most everything I say can be read as a come-on in some form. I'm, like... a come-on incarnate. XD

[wastaz]

Its called "dead". And fyi, being dead is boring.

Oh, you should start playing RO so you can come play with me and Maria when I stop being dead.

[sebraalanna]

I know what you mean. After a while, little things like that, which you've had forever, are no longer just objects; they have attachment and meaning. Sorry that you lost your pencil, maybe you'll find it, though.