Spoiler I haven't listened to the Flobots that many times. o.O I must have had it running on repeat by accident one time?
Gah! Why must you come online only when I"m leaving? T~T <3
I share my birthday with George Michael. We shall continue to be flawless (absolutely flawless) together. .... and Ricky Gervais.
AND A HUGE ****ING KISS FROM ME TO YOU! k
M-hmm. Well, it's nothing very special. Uh, try and be nice to people, avoid eating fat, read a good book every now and then, get some walking in, and try and live together in peace and harmony with people of all creeds and nations. And, finally, here are some completely gratuitous pictures of penises to annoy the censors and to hopefully spark some sort of controversy, which, it seems, is the only way, these days, to get the jaded, video-sated public off their ****ing arses and back in the sodding cinema. Family entertainment? Bollocks. What they want is filth: people doing things to each other with chainsaws during tupperware parties, babysitters being stabbed with knitting needles by gay presidential candidates, vigilante groups strangling chickens, armed bands of theatre critics exterminating mutant goats. Where's the fun in pictures? Oh, well, there we are. Here's the theme music. Goodnight. lol, no penises, sorry. I only just now realized how closely this quote relates to the spamzone.
Death .
OOC: :B|: You know what I meant. BIC: Emmy looked around a bit. "The only real 'up high' would probably be the rooftops," she concluded. "They'll have to do." She looked at one of the near buildings, trying to locate a way up. She and the rest of the Omacron were strong, but were they strong enough to scale a building single-handedly? "I don't know how we're going to get up th-" Emmy's head suddenly started pounding. She closed her eyes tight and cradled her head in her hands as she doubled over. She whimpered softly, trying so hard not to scream from the blinding pain.
Plot: In Bodeen, Texas, an indie-rock loving misfit finds a way of dealing with her small-town misery after she discovers a roller derby league in nearby Austin. I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO seeing this.
They record **** like this. Just to make us happy.
Titans, GO! :] OMGOMGOMGOMG Can I be Raven? : D
Yes. Though it shamefully made giggle too.
I want a PSP. :B|: Now. I was watching that video with an expression that closely ressembled :=D: . It just looks so.... GAH! FANTAWESOMETIC! 8D
Hai. :glomp: DDDD8> *has to go, but will probably be back in a half hour or so*
Yes. Yesyesyesyesyes tell administration. It's a Catholic school, so you may not get the reaction that you want, but bring it up. Raise awareness of the different religions (or the 'lack thereof') in your school. Yes. Did I mention 'yes'? Catholic schools don't throw students out because they aren't Catholic. Some Catholic parents will enroll their kids in a Catholic school in the hopes that their child will stay Catholic. But people can't dictate to you which religion to be in a free country, thus they can't not give you an education because you aren't of a certain religion
Problem solved! Turns out there was clutter and other shiz blocking the signal. At least I think so. I cleaned off the disaster zone that is this desk a little to try to find where the mouse/keyboard connector was. I didn't find it, but my keyboard and mouse are working great now. ::L: This can be closed. :>
Emmy stood there, looking at the guards on the ground, catching her breath. "I kind of enjoyed that," she said with a smile. She turned to Angel. "We should probably get out of here. Your 'home' isn't sage anymore," she told her sombrely. OOC: Is "somberly" a word? If it's not, it is now. <<>>
lulz, the voice of Ansem. XD And no, no I don't. :B|: SHIIIIIIIIIIIII- I'll add you. :3
Ohoho, yoo sillee Amaireecan taips and yohr sillee tests. :>
I'm Jack? O>O OMFG that is my new favourite smiley emote thingo. 8D O>O SHIIIIIIIII- idk. I'm rarely on, though. ><
OOC: lul at my epic fail of replying time. :lolface: And since when is this in America? o.O BIC: Emmy darted out after Angel, arms out wide, hands holding knives directed at the guards. One lunged forward for her, she jumped and landed with one foot on the guard's back. She jumped again, sending the guard careening face-first into the ground. She looked over at Angel. Her gaze was locked with one of the guards. But there was still another. She looked frantically at the last guard, and in that moment he seemed to see his opportunity. Emmy put one of her knives back on her belt, grabbed the guard and threw him to the ground.
