Straaaaps.

Straaaaaaps.

You still need to tell me what you and Beat did on that missiooooon.

Um. So... I was thinking ( Read more... )

Um. Rhyme wanted me to tell everyone that she'd like to be left alone for a while...

[sound of oinking in the background]

She's. Um. Really sick.

[oink oink squeal!]

Rhyme! That isn't food!

I can't help it!

So, yeah. Um. Rhyme. Really sick. Stay away.

Well, this is kind of different ( Read more... )