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Re: Your failure
Y'know, a heck of a lot of people are all over the world right now. And y'know what? I don't care! Not that I can anyway but let's not get into semantics, 'kay? I don't care because I'm happy. Wanna know why?
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So. Does anyone want Syphilis? I've got plenty for all of you! ... Also got the Clap, Herpes, Rabies, Mono an' HIV.
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'Vy, you're outta milk. An' bread.
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Wow.
Checkin' out your own fandom's marchandise is a really, really bad idea. Sure, the Play Arts are pretty enough, but that plushie so doesn't look like me. The good point in this would be that there's no marchandise of Riku. At all. Score one for me.
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... So he's gone, huh.
I'm pretty sure divorcing for the reason "my husband isn't who he was anymore" is still appliable, innit? 'Cause, I'm thinking, hey, this is actually pretty much the truth! Considering he's gone on to be another person entirely. Again.
I'm feelin' like cheap beer an' smokes, an' I don't even smoke. Anyone up for it? Get my ( Read more... ) -
Waffle time, it's waffle time, wouldn't you like some waffles of mine~
Replace waffle with log. O yeah. It's that time, kiddies.
Who: Axel and Roxas.
Why: Marie is leaving, thus ... so's Roxas! This is something one tells to their spouses, I believe. :|
When: Tooooonight.
Where: Their castle.
What: Much emo and star action because otherwise Marie cannot finish a log. :| Roxas figuring out he's "fading away" in ( Read more... ) -
Serious business.
There is a half-eaten bar of chocolate under your bed. You have no idea how old it is. Do you:
a) Eat it
b) Trash it
c) Put it in
d) Give it to a hobo
e) The mere sight of it makes you vomit because of your anorexia/bulimia streak
f) Other.
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I'd say something like "So, how 'bout them fightin' words" but it looks like nobody's quite ready for a joke on the To Be war yet. I don't see why that's such a big deal, I mean, the last time I was in a war it was ended by genocide, thank you Mr Hero. ... Ah, wait, now I get it.
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Mush.
Oh, wow. Since when is it February? Apparently four days. Hadn't been aware of this sudden change! Eeh. February only has one good thing goin' for it, anyway. If anyone has to ask what it is, you certainly don't go out much. Or lack a 'partner'. My hints, they're so clever.
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Meow and stuff.
So. Upon weird circumstances sometime close to last weekend, I'm a cat. ... A cat with typing abilities that seem to come from the fact that the other felines in the world that stuck us like this are musical cats, what the hell. The only plus about this thing is that Saïx is a dog, which makes all the dog jokes truths. Ah. Otherwise, there aren't ( Read more... )
