Finally got myself a room. Sweet; no more hanging around in the hallway. What the hell, my thoughts have better grammar than I do.OH MAN. Tell me there is a skateboard somewhere around this place. Tell me there are some friggin' video games I can play or something. I've only been here two-three days and already I think I'm gonna EXPLODE. ( Read more... )

Hey! Listen up!

Some of you smartasses out there seem to think I look something like this, when in fact I look something more like this, in a couple years like this, and finally like this.

Look REAL HARD at those pictures and compare them to that first thing.

DO I LOOK ANYTHING LIKE THAT.

NO.

SO DON'T CALL ME A FREAKIN CARROT.

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[[Someone wanna teach Bikky how to make his thoughts private? Otherwise he's never gonna learn. xD;]]

Man. This place is cool an' everythin', but uh- fuck it, this place sucks. There's nothing to do, there's friggin' talkin' rabbits bouncin' everywhere, the food's great and all but Ryo's is better but it shows up by MAGIC, and, by the way, ( Read more... )

Shut the fuck up, there is no exit, I got it.

Yo! The name's Bikky Goldman, coolest and best face kicker in NYC, and best-looking guy around. Age 10, single, but taken! Anyone who's hearing this, know what's going on in this place? No one seems to know how to get out, which is weird cause all you gotta do is just head for the nearest exit sign, right? Thought I saw one a while back.

You ( Read more... )

...Dude. When'd I wander into Freakville?

Forget Freakville, I'm in a freaking anime convention. Doesn't anyone know that pretty boys are LAME? Jeez. Pretty sure I just saw triplets go by, what the fuck.

...I can read my thoughts.

Does this mean I'm psychic?

LAS VEGAS, HERE I COME.

That or I'm going crazy.

Holy shit I can cross out my own ( Read more... )