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 Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 1:10 pm
I pick up your MP3 and strangle myself with it.
I drop a vial of my tears.
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Posted: Wed Dec 02, 2009 1:58 pm
I pick up the vial of tears. Turns out, there is a race of violent wolves that quite enjoy tears, so they maul me for them. I run away, but trip on a ladybug and roll down a hill, straight off a cliff.
While I am rolling, I drop my design for our section shirts(Oh noes!)
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Posted: Thu Dec 03, 2009 9:52 am
I pick them up and turn them in for you. The band directer shoots me for your death. T-T
I drop a gay pride flag like the one in my siggy.
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Posted: Sun Dec 06, 2009 4:24 pm
♥ ɪҭ’ʂ ʛєҭҭɪɴʛ ʜαʀȡєʀ ҭϕ ʙєʟɪєѵє ɪɴ αɴʏҭʜɪɴʛ ҭʜαɴ ʝυʂҭ ҭϕ ʛєҭ ʟϕʂҭ ɪɴ αʟʟ ӎʏ ʂєʟӻɪʂʜ ҭʜϕυʛʜҭʂ.
I make the flag into a belt and my parents kill me for supporting LGBT.
I drop my new black Paramore shirt.
ɪ ѡαɴɴα ӄɴϕѡ ѡʜαҭ ɪҭ’ȡ ʙє ʟɪӄє ҭϕ ӻɪɴȡ ρєʀӻєȼҭɪϕɴ ɪɴ ӎʏ ρʀɪȡє ҭϕ ʂєє ɴϕҭʜɪɴʛ ɪɴ ҭʜє ʟɪʛʜҭ. ♥
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 2:36 pm
I pick up the shirt and wear it to a flyleaf concert. they murder me for wearing the wrong shirt.
I drop a newspaper.
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Posted: Mon Dec 07, 2009 2:42 pm
i pick up the newspaper and start to read, then i turn the page and get a paper cut on my neck that severs my head and i die. as i die i drop a pocketbook
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 12:45 pm
I pick up the pocketbook, but, when I do so, I get a paper cut and start gushing blood like a really bad slasher film! D=
I drop my glowing stick thinger.
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 4:53 pm
♥ ɪҭ’ʂ ʛєҭҭɪɴʛ ʜαʀȡєʀ ҭϕ ʙєʟɪєѵє - ɪɴ αɴʏҭʜɪɴʛ ҭʜαɴ ʝυʂҭ ҭϕ ʛєҭ ʟϕʂҭ - ɪɴ αʟʟ ӎʏ ʂєʟӻɪʂʜ ҭʜϕυʛʜҭʂ I trip off the glowing stick thinger and fall down, hitting my head on a crub, sending me into a lifelong coma in which they pull the plug.
I drop my dusty acoustic guitar. ɪ ѡαɴɴα ӄɴϕѡ ѡʜαҭ ɪҭ’ȡ ʙє ʟɪӄє - ҭϕ ӻɪɴȡ ρєʀӻєȼҭɪϕɴ ɪɴ ӎʏ ρʀɪȡє - ҭϕ ʂєє ɴϕҭʜɪɴʛ ɪɴ ҭʜє ʟɪʛʜҭ ♥
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Posted: Tue Dec 08, 2009 5:15 pm
I pick up the guitar and start playing.
It's so out of tune and bad Jimi Hendrix comes up and shoots me in the head.
I drop a snowboard.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 5:06 pm
I pick up the snowboard, and start beating people to death. I go on a killing rampage for about 2 seconds when I get shot in the back of the head by a dumb hunter with no aim at all.
I drop my mushey mash potatoes.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 5:26 pm
I pick up the mash potatoes and start eating them. Something startles me and I end up choking on the potatoes. I suffer a slow and painful death by suffocation.
I drop a pencil.
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 7:05 pm
♥ ɪҭ’ʂ ʛєҭҭɪɴʛ ʜαʀȡєʀ ҭϕ ʙєʟɪєѵє - ɪɴ αɴʏҭʜɪɴʛ ҭʜαɴ ʝυʂҭ ҭϕ ʛєҭ ʟϕʂҭ - ɪɴ αʟʟ ӎʏ ʂєʟӻɪʂʜ ҭʜϕυʛʜҭʂ The pencil falls on my head and ends up in my brain, killing me instantly.
I drop my old phone. ɪ ѡαɴɴα ӄɴϕѡ ѡʜαҭ ɪҭ’ȡ ʙє ʟɪӄє - ҭϕ ӻɪɴȡ ρєʀӻєȼҭɪϕɴ ɪɴ ӎʏ ρʀɪȡє - ҭϕ ʂєє ɴϕҭʜɪɴʛ ɪɴ ҭʜє ʟɪʛʜҭ ♥
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Posted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 8:17 pm
I use the phone in a thunder storm and get shocked by lightning.
I drop a coat hanger.
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Posted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 9:26 am
I trip on the coat hanger and impale myself on a coat zipper.
I drop a coat without a zipper. O_O winter theme. XD
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