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I am the Fruit Bat Pirate. Pillage the Fridge, yes, pillage the Fruit and skin them alive. mwahaha.. They shall not survive!

The blahs are here. My brain is sliced and vaporized, therefore, very blah like, and fuzzy.

Been cleaning up the room and watching it vomit up its contents in mere hours. Need to stop cleaning and hiding things away when clearly my room has a mind of its own, perhaps a dirty one. Yes, it likes to be messy. The spiders like it messy, and have claimed their corners. Room does not like the polishing, the grooming, of a character not ( Read more... )

I've been watching the 4400. And now I'm tired. Not just physically, just all around run down, and I wonder from what? My right arm has been doing funny things when I type, it feels all numb like some big man is sitting on it, cutting off the circulation, quit it you shadow man, have the decency to wait until I'm sleeping to finish the job. ( Read more... )

The Ultimate Death SurveyWhat do you think happens after you die? The worms crawl in, the worms crawl out ( Read more... )

...from Virginia.. so tired.. lots of ponies.. dead ones too, stuffed ones. Trees and majestically stuffed pony corpses with great posture. Jealous of that short legged, sturdy posture, and the pleasantly plump happiness around the middle, so content in their deaths, I hope.
Poor Misty.

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Stolen from Arlieth.. =D