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 Posted: Sun Aug 19, 2007 1:15 pm
stressed WHY DO THEY GET ALL THE POINTIES??? *runs into the crowd and catches all the sharp pointies* *stabs people* BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! twisted
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2007 10:35 pm
you fool! the pointies were going to kill most of them, u coulda at least waited till they were in the bodies...
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Posted: Wed Aug 22, 2007 5:00 pm
Heeey....You're wrecking my fun! *still stabbing people*
*takes out a meat cleaver* You still want to wreck my fun? twisted
I know where my family's meat cleaver is kept...though no one has ever used it in my memory....
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 8:09 am
Somehow, I don't think there will be enough of Bambi left to cook on a spit at the fire pit...maybe some venison sloppy joes?
I prefer to do my killing the old fashioned way - rip out the throat with your claws. But maybe that's just the wolf speaking.
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 8:55 am
yeah maybe... *stabs hand into someone, rips out spine* look he's like jello!
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Posted: Mon Sep 10, 2007 4:27 pm
JELLO!
I want to have jello now.
gonk I hate you.
I can't have jello till.... *thinks* My birthday! crying And that's a couple days off!
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 3:18 pm
lol I could probably get jello sometime soon as well...
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Posted: Wed Sep 12, 2007 3:37 pm
Hehe...
BIBLETHUMPERS!
eek gonk
That was random.
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Posted: Thu Sep 13, 2007 4:26 pm
yeah sweatdrop it was *starts launching rockets*
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 2:35 pm
Oh, you don't want to know how often that word comes up at my youth group... And how twisted the conversation gets afterwards.
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Posted: Wed Sep 19, 2007 3:36 pm
yeeah, *stares at watch* probably not.
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 7:46 pm
You are not who you were before
You're lost
A stranger at my door....Yes, and what's funny is that it's always on a Sunday. When we're supposed to be discussing things related to church and such but always get sidetracked and talk about creepy teachers and stuff like that.
sweatdrop
And then I start freaking out about how awesome my drama group and they ignore me. Why do they ignore me? sweatdrop Who took the angels from your face?
They're gone
And only darkness takes their place
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 7:57 pm
*sipping tea* cause they do stare
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Posted: Thu Sep 27, 2007 8:05 pm
You are not who you were before
You're lost
A stranger at my door....Oh. stare Makes it so much more clear... Who took the angels from your face?
They're gone
And only darkness takes their place
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2007 2:40 pm
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