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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:27 pm
.Antique Heartbeat. Mmm... Chemistry, Physics.
Taking the magic out of life lol
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:29 pm
Lobo once used science to calculate the Flash' mass and speed, therefore allowing him to accurately throw his meathook so that the Flash' head would run into it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:30 pm
.Antique Heartbeat. *Looks up from me book wide eyed* Okay.
*Raises the book to my face and pretends like you can't see me.*
... *Grabs her and jumps out the window*
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:32 pm
Mr. Crawley .Antique Heartbeat. *Looks up from me book wide eyed* Okay.
*Raises the book to my face and pretends like you can't see me.*
... *Grabs her and jumps out the window* *Meeps and blinks* Whatcha doooin'?
*looks to ye*
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:37 pm
.Antique Heartbeat. *Meeps and blinks* Whatcha doooin'?
*looks to ye*
About to take you to the hotel for some unfinished busines.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:39 pm
Oh hell no.
*Hits you with a trout, lands on my feet, and scampers away*
Douche....
*Reads me book in a tree*
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:41 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:42 pm
.Antique Heartbeat. Oh hell no.
*Hits you with a trout, lands on my feet, and scampers away*
Douche....
*Reads me book in a tree* What? I just wanted to pick up my wallet. They called and said I left it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:45 pm
Mr. Crawley What? I just wanted to pick up my wallet. They called and said I left it. *Throws the trout at you.*
Ye don't need me for it. 'Sides, ye don't even know me.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:48 pm
Vahn Kyonuske Did someone ask for something to be killed with SCIENCE?!  *Slowly raises hand.*
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:51 pm
Well.. you've just been not-so-formally introduced to the legendary, very scary, born not in the month of february, but april, sweeter than maple, syrup, known to stir-up, crazy trouble in these pages making people go into rages and slit their wrists like a spoiled b***h after her mother told her to clean her room. I make the thread go BOOM. When it blow up, just cause I showed up, the illest ever to tell them hoes when enough's enough, got a divine touch when I'm postin in a fight, in under only 7 posts I've put out your lights. I'm crazy, silly, so good they should pay me, cause I bring mad energy freely.. once went by Reiko but now I'm the one, the only...
Mr. Crawley.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:54 pm
Hello [insert paragraph of stuff] Mr. Crawley. I'ma gonna call you Fluff-tron.
*nodnod*
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 10:59 pm
Okay. But as long as I can call you "Prime Jailbait"
Or PJ.
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 11:00 pm
.....That's not worth it.....
You are now...
Mr. Man.
*nodnod*
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Posted: Sun Jun 24, 2007 11:02 pm
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