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 Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:39 pm
[I like Jolly's reasoning.
Yay for Spazz kitties!]
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:41 pm
I'm being ganged up on again... *sigh*
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:49 pm
Jolly's kitty got cancer and had to be put down. She missed her giant evil fluff ball.
Lots of secretly gay guys live normals lives, get married have kids, and then their wives find out their screwing the mailman.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:53 pm
I am straight. I love my fiance more than life itself.
I don't get how you can see me hanging out with girls as a sign of being gay. I don't hang out with girly-girls, just weird ones.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:55 pm
We're kidding Eno.
Jolly is sure it's just that you get along better with girls then guys. It could mean that you are more mature then the retarded male gender and seek more enlightening conversation.
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Posted: Sat Jul 18, 2009 11:57 pm
Heh... I should have known...
I'm not one to take a joke well, obviously.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:05 am
{{ I've got a lovely bunch of coconuts, there they are a-standing in a row~
Big ones, small ones, some as big as your head!
Just give 'em a twist, a flick of the wrist~
That's what the fairman said! }}
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:09 am
Love that absolutely ridiculous song...
PANTSU
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:09 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:12 am
{{ [/ Watching Dane Cook]
"NANA LOOK OUT!" Pfft. xD "Yoda-la-hi-hoo man, yeah, love that song." I love Dane. Pfft. }}
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:20 am
Dane Cook's hilarious. Absolutely hilarious.
The warped and heightened shadows
Makes the daylight crawl
Following the cat's long path
Wond'ring if I'll fall.
A path of cards, of love, of death
Drawn before my feet
The emptied blackened roses
Burn away the heat.
Should I try to follow
Such a twisted way
Or shun it all and fall upon
The pointless golden hay
At the end of journey
When I start to slack
To keep me here upon this road
A bloody whip is cracked.
So this road I'll follow
Until end of day
When I hope it's taken me
Oh so far away.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:35 am
{{ [/ Claps ] o.o That was amazing! Spectacular! I loved it! ^^ }}
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:37 am
Thanks... I was bored, so I started inventing lines...
They became couplets, which became quatrains, which became a poem loosely... very loosely... very VERY loosely... about a garden path through Wonderland.
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Posted: Sun Jul 19, 2009 12:56 am
{{ [/ Trying to write her own poem ] Good lord I suck. -.- }}
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