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*gnaws your shoulder* I like that song. Wheeeee for MSI. Arc Arensal - At the Drive-In ♥ Lee *looks at bloody shoulder-stump* oww. ;.; I <3 that song, i can listen to it many times in a row without feeling like putting it on something else. xD Sowwy! *tries to lick it better* Yay for fantastic songs!!! **** a dog - Blink 182 Amusing song to sing out loud in the playground. We did that last night and I think we scared a few parents off ♥ Lee I don't think that licking the now-infected stump is gonna do much. =O Sounds like fun, btw. xD Besides, the taste of the puss-infected, oozy, scabby stump might leave a little to be desired. Something such as the lack of taste buds?

1. Give your meat to Toto. 2. No one. 3. Hot ones with ice cream. No one loves the chocolate? No one loves The Chocolate. Hearsay! Blashphemy! Signs of Senility! Think: Eats Shoots and Leaves. Well, en espanol, you always have the article, if you were commenting upon the "the." Oh, pardon me, I thought we were speaking English. Of course not. Eats a piece of dark luscious chocolate. mmm. dark choco is the best. ^.^

*gnaws your shoulder* I like that song. Wheeeee for MSI. Arc Arensal - At the Drive-In ♥ Lee *looks at bloody shoulder-stump* oww. ;.; I <3 that song, i can listen to it many times in a row without feeling like putting it on something else. xD Sowwy! *tries to lick it better* Yay for fantastic songs!!! **** a dog - Blink 182 Amusing song to sing out loud in the playground. We did that last night and I think we scared a few parents off ♥ Lee I don't think that licking the now-infected stump is gonna do much. =O Sounds like fun, btw. xD

1. Give your meat to Toto. 2. No one. 3. Hot ones with ice cream. No one loves the chocolate? No one loves The Chocolate. Hearsay! Blashphemy! Signs of Senility! Think: Eats Shoots and Leaves. Well, en espanol, you always have the article, if you were commenting upon the "the." Oh, pardon me, I thought we were speaking English. Of course not.

1. Give your meat to Toto. 2. No one. 3. Hot ones with ice cream. No one loves the chocolate? No one loves The Chocolate. Hearsay! Blashphemy! Signs of Senility! Think: Eats Shoots and Leaves. Well, en espanol, you always have the article, if you were commenting upon the "the."

1. Give your meat to Toto. 2. No one. 3. Hot ones with ice cream. No one loves the chocolate? No one loves The Chocolate. Hearsay! Blashphemy! Signs of Senility!

1. Give your meat to Toto. 2. No one. 3. Hot ones with ice cream. No one loves the chocolate?

Well, LE, I never really knew you before. However, I would like to change that. =D But if you need any counseling of any sort, i would love to help. Glad to meet you. ^.^

My little cousin is gonna be in many nutcracker plays this winter, playing several parts. She is a really active ballet dancer. O.o

Horatio... How could she have had her 4000th post for us to celebrate when she couldn't view the internet to post?

xD apparently it isn't that good of a belt.

I have already said this, but I think it is.

I thought the pic was outstandingly fantastic! I am trying to find a way to hide your faces and post the pic. Not until Monday as I am at an art show helping my friend, a glass artist, and I have escaped and run into the hotel lobby to use their wireless network. Hope that is okay! Still waiting, horatio!

Thanks for clarifying it for me. Being a violin player, you never learn about marching band. LOL Hmm...marching violinists! Now there's a thought...could it actually be done?? Probably. I think most instruments you can march with. It's just ones like double bases and violoncellos that you can't o_O Ironically enough, I used to play the piano (can't march with that...) and the cello (nor that...) and I've been thinking of taking up drumming (and how would you march around with a whole kit? o_O) You will get to pick one to hang around your neck. Might I suggest the kettle drum? LOL The Timpani. But I still think you wouldn't get a good beat out of a drum without at least the basics. You just have a bunch of drumming marchers.

Me and My Love- Nightcore

Nobody knows why the pickle likes Emily the Strange. That is because She doesn't like to eat bugs. Anyway, the pickle murdered the cucumber. The cucumber's name was Harry Cubby McBubbbub. He decided to ride his unicyle to the Big Evil Supermart. He bought a money bag. However, the money was Moneylovers wife, And ate pie. But poisoned pie. So, Moneylover died, Then died again. After the continuous dying, he stopped eating the penguins. He disliked innards, Like a lot. But that's okay as he was addicted to the smell of the dancing leprechaun on excess cow poo. When he finished sniffing the poo, He drank Cherry-Coke, and then he died. They buried him in Cow poo.So everyone else slept in the cow poo again. So this ended When we all said bye to cow poo... again. Then TBFOF became the richest boy with two noses and five tongues. and he died. The bugs came, ate his arm, and regurgitated them. TBFOF then revived! Now he's puke. MW stepped in some cow poo. So she barfed. And TBFOF lived no more, ever.The poor kid needs a bath Or a shower. No, a coffin. Hygeine is good. That's why I'm taking a shower in some poo. So i smelled like moldy gorgonzola. More poo... yup. And then we ran to the Boobah home base! The crowds went "TAKE A SHOWER!" Then you went to a store with a bathroom and many watermelons. Mushroom_king spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickle that danced and sang like a very rabid squirrel named Skwerlhugger Will. The squirrel then danced like pickles in the rain wearing cowboy boots with a fedora. Then the beast started to dance on people's heads, then got keelingyoudead'ed. With a million the people said. So they ouched and fell down. Suddenly, a giant chocolate chip kookie squished them with cow poo And a Hippo. That had much diamond bracelets with unwanted body hair. The hippo's name was Larry King. But it ate my computer's harddrive while doing a headstand on a Hoops' awesome head. Now she has feeling very, very cow poo-like. oopsie poopsie toes. And also very in cowboy boots and a hat that greatly resembled A big pineapple with fluffernutter ears and puppydog eyes and arachnid limbs. then it fell In Cow poo. Then it died. The fecomaniacal zombie had some pie. A cow pie. And then MW barked up the cherry micicle tree till cow poo fell on her ZEEKY BOOGY DOOG and the hydrogen bomb blew up. Raining giant cupcakes that resembled big orange slippery potatoes. Alas, they were slimy, smelly slugs and cow poo that just died. due to a lack of some orange flavored jello with double cheese and some pants in its face. then an explosion of pure Phazon which mutated into a marshmellow of sticky, yummy explosions Of much doom. which caused economic skyrockets in the purple pulsating sky of planet SR388. Which has thirty-one hunter-class Metroids and they stunk like moldy brie. But its okay Because Emily the elephant earred octopus isn't a Metroid. And it sucked Horatio's brain out. However, Meta-Ridley swoops like a rock Onto Kraid who decides to sing. Everyone went deaf and danced a silly little jig of fatal doom in a runaway ambulance that was on teh highway heading towards Luigi's half-way existing mansion and Mario's house, when all-of-a-sudden Bowser came and ate Mario's very favorite rabid rabbit pie and Cow poo. Causing the ambulance's red siren to make blatting noises while blood was turned into Soda that tasted like EXPLOSIONS OF DOOM. This caused economic backfire across the marshmellow jellied cherries and the moon made of cheese. Rotten, smelly cheese that has been in outer space for ten minutes. Then the monkey ate a bananana that was poisned. And then he started running in your general direction. So I headed away, over there into a tube, out of danger hidden underneath a steaming heap of roasted sunflower seeds that someone farted into outer space. by sunflower seeds, Then they exploded. The TARDIS landed that killed everyone. Then the aliens Of the family-Slitheen all died miserable slow, agonizing and very horrible deaths. So we vanquished an entire bowl of cow poo. I then materialised into our digestive systems. And he exploded. Beware the were-rabbit who just might be your next small chicken pie, with mashed potatoes and purple gravy. So do not consider eating the cinesra with toast and pickled marzipan. Rather eat pickled, pickled marzipan? Yum... Marzipan is delectable. Unlike Horatio's sunflower, which is very purple and chunky with edinayc flavoured, whipped cream covered strawberry flavored clams. In other news, someone tried them with Metroid Sprinkles. They were yummy. So they had a close encounter with some poo. Chocolate marshmallow poo covered with almonds, pecans, walnuts, peanuts, blueberrys, ants and explosive mushrooms of ancient Roman origin. We then put sonic, shadow, knuckles in small plastic bags covered in faux aligator skin. Then TBFOF sang Speed of Sound with a bottle filled with delicious yummy cheese wiz. When he finished designing birthday cakes he exploded over then he sold the excellent cakes to Israeli spies to explode them. The Israeli spies with extreme yumminess of great doom causing small hats in the shape of a sword which prods people to spontaneously combust, to lead a band in pressure points. After cleaning ELE's hairy underarms, she scratched her bum causing temproal destruction and itchless bum syndrome. Toilets flew into Horatio, injuring his only pickle. Pickle was buried in Hot Topic. Robot Bob Barker was then shot In Limetid too by Dr.Watson's hat. Emily the strange and Ruby Gloom sat inside a giant cow "pie" driving pea-shaped cars. The cow gravy was part of a very odorous, Horrid Meat Grinder. An exquisite corpse did a funky and revived itself using a Phoenix with music by anyone but Pink-Floyd and lemon-demon. Yogurt was very Stoopid after the crash made newspaper headlines, but nobody cared, because ZZ Top and the Yogurt were in the tabloids with False Accusations. Summarized, everything is Squeaky Guinea Pigs and RootBeer Floats. Flesh-eating bacteria took over, then aliens from Mars and Trent The Brunette disliked being insulted. Twenty thousand weasles saw Totoro's cat-bus arrive because he's crazy and wanted to eat club crackers, ride around town and drink rootbeer with Vera Lynn. Not to mention Bush was there wearing a makeshift lampshade made of Osama-Bin-Laden's hair and Cow poo. He was attacked and went back to the pickle and Spongbob Squarepants. Vanilla Star Hamster fails to appear in this story but writes her a screaming Howler stating that TGHL, the pesky Phoenix, was also Superman dressed in a flying carpet hat and a hairy giant toupee thingy. On his feet were marshmallow candles surrounded by magenta lightsaber weilding ninjas and invisable, massless objects. Made of balloons and filled with arsenic, TGHL's feet scratched a giant mountain made of puos pin tac and big rubber hamster swimming caps. The Mountain was named 'Mt. Whatthe after the question' and had two scraggley craggely peaks with purple cherries and Evil Teachers. Due to malfunctions roaming the landscape Arkcher The UNPIRATE, glad he wasn't a Smily, was a . Andy the Emo wrote a song about crying over life, the universe, and everything. Stupid and worthless Preppies decided murder was afoot. "OMG!!!!!!" They said. Then Jackalope Bob, suddenly felt very dead. The Preppies tried to murder MK's massive signature and smiley. Everyone hates the orange marching mosquitos that drink OJ and like to sing "Body Language" by Invision CodeRed which is not the best song or the smelliest. Some Squashed Flies destroyed the hat of assorted feces and chocolate goodness. Emily the Strange returned with Chickens fried in poo and covered with spam. Looking for a way to poo, they ate her. The beast and Dr. Hoogeywackawoowoo and her little dog too caused volcanic eruptions. Space and time were torn asunder by faceless Children with meat grinders, purple combat wombats and pogo sticks made of rotten, weezing Stick figures which smelled like Dior's Pure Poison. MK's massive signature which occupied three-hundred-eighty-two-million handicapped parking spaces, Gerald Scarfe Animations, MGM studios and Stephen King's imagination, and a monkey. The monkey died. We had monkey kill Stephen King who narrowly escaped by eating his own poisoned sunflower seed and Peter Griffin. MK's signature died and everyone rejoiced. Mk killed everyone except for Trent, TGHL and Horatio and us Hampsterdancers. Yeah, man. We decided to form The Mushroom Army. The boy with Immovable hair isnt very great. At all. So MK keelingyoudeaded Arkcher. Trent got Keelyoudead by Val hawyn who later ate Trent. MK cried because she had a broken meat-grinder. Val Hawyn vomited up Trent dramatically. He is puking a berger. Then Lynryd Skynryd performed an odd dance for Astronomy Domine and a hat. CHAPTER 2!!!! Anyways, the pickle Got Vodka'd badly by Emily, who Trentnapped Mk's crush. But we don't think about anything like Bergers, or hot Cream-of-Mushroom soup. We hope Mushroom_King likes rerererererererefried beans. Exponential AK-47s were stolen using the chaos theory by some cheese and the evil dumptruck warfare tactics. Incidentally, no-one's posting because Max is taking too long eating beef cubes to be healed through Clazzik's philosiphy. Consequently, mercury lasagna flung itself at the purple man-eating monkeys made of cow and llama poo. Philosophical underwear proposterously found MK's broken heart, and silently wept. That was wierd for Trent, so, he lieked berger, punch, and Pie with whipped cream, walnuts in fudge-sauce. Whatever, man. Instead, combo number five liked Eric Clapton. Shrunken heads flew into brick trees at the concert of The Doors. Jim Morrison said, "john, jacob, jinkelheimer-schmidt", followed by "Wrong, do it again!". A war began between cheese, squirrels, and Classic Rockers with pies. Emily joined the killing, fluffy bunny grenades exploded on Bush. That was fun. Then cheney shot and after that, we added four words and then some, without deleting quotes, bacon! Luigi's Mansion was eaten by Chuck Norris and "Weird Al" Yankovic in a contest about building man-eating contest stadium with Game Boy Advances and leprechaun flavored Megaman X Clones. They were poo, solidified, calcified poo! But that's not the least of it, if you count bumping the topic and tasty pasta. Since nobody's adding,

Nobody knows why the pickle likes Emily the Strange. That is because She doesn't like to eat bugs. Anyway, the pickle murdered the cucumber. The cucumber's name was Harry Cubby McBubbbub. He decided to ride his unicyle to the Big Evil Supermart. He bought a money bag. However, the money was Moneylovers wife, And ate pie. But poisoned pie. So, Moneylover died, Then died again. After the continuous dying, he stopped eating the penguins. He disliked innards, Like a lot. But that's okay as he was addicted to the smell of the dancing leprechaun on excess cow poo. When he finished sniffing the poo, He drank Cherry-Coke, and then he died. They buried him in Cow poo.So everyone else slept in the cow poo again. So this ended When we all said bye to cow poo... again. Then TBFOF became the richest boy with two noses and five tongues. and he died. The bugs came, ate his arm, and regurgitated them. TBFOF then revived! Now he's puke. MW stepped in some cow poo. So she barfed. And TBFOF lived no more, ever.The poor kid needs a bath Or a shower. No, a coffin. Hygeine is good. That's why I'm taking a shower in some poo. So i smelled like moldy gorgonzola. More poo... yup. And then we ran to the Boobah home base! The crowds went "TAKE A SHOWER!" Then you went to a store with a bathroom and many watermelons. Mushroom_king spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickle that danced and sang like a very rabid squirrel named Skwerlhugger Will. The squirrel then danced like pickles in the rain wearing cowboy boots with a fedora. Then the beast started to dance on people's heads, then got keelingyoudead'ed. With a million the people said. So they ouched and fell down. Suddenly, a giant cheesemonster squished them with cow poo And a Hippo. That had much diamond bracelets with unwanted body hair. The hippo's name was Larry King. But it ate my computer's harddrive while doing a headstand on a Hoops' awesome head. Now she has feeling very, very cow poo-like. oopsie poopsie toes. And also very in cowboy boots and a hat that greatly resembled A big pineapple with fluffernutter ears and puppydog eyes and arachnid limbs. then it fell In Cow poo. Then it died. The fecomaniacal zombie had some pie. A cow pie. And then MW barked up the cherry micicle tree till cow poo fell on her ZEEKY BOOGY DOOG and the hydrogen bomb blew up. Raining giant cupcakes that resembled big orange slippery potatoes. Alas, they were slimy, smelly slugs and cow poo that just died. due to a lack of some orange flavored jello with double cheese and some pants in its face. then an explosion of pure Phazon which mutated into a marshmellow of sticky, yummy explosions Of much doom. which caused economic skyrockets in the purple pulsating sky of planet SR388. Which has thirty-one hunter-class Metroids and they stunk like moldy brie. But its okay Because Emily the elephant earred octopus isn't a Metroid. And it sucked Horatio's brain out. However, Meta-Ridley swoops like a rock Onto Kraid who decides to sing. Everyone went deaf and danced a silly little jig of fatal doom in a runaway ambulance that was on teh highway heading towards Luigi's half-way existing mansion and Mario's house, when all-of-a-sudden Bowser came and ate Mario's very favorite rabid rabbit pie and Cow poo. Causing the ambulance's red siren to make blatting noises while blood was turned into Soda that tasted like EXPLOSIONS OF DOOM. This caused economic backfire across the marshmellow jellied cherries and the moon made of cheese. Rotten, smelly cheese that has been in outer space for ten minutes. Then the monkey ate a bananana that was poisned. And then he started running in your general direction. So I headed away, over there into a tube, out of danger hidden underneath a steaming heap of roasted sunflower seeds that someone farted into outer space. by sunflower seeds, Then they exploded. The TARDIS landed that killed everyone. Then the aliens Of the family-Slitheen all died miserable slow, agonizing and very horrible deaths. So we vanquished an entire bowl of cow poo. I then materialised into our digestive systems. And he exploded. Beware the were-rabbit who just might be your next small chicken pie, with mashed potatoes and purple gravy. So do not consider eating the cinesra with toast and pickled marzipan. Rather eat pickled, pickled marzipan? Yum... Marzipan is delectable. Unlike Horatio's sunflower, which is very purple and chunky with edinayc flavoured, whipped cream covered strawberry flavored clams. In other news, someone tried them with Metroid Sprinkles. They were yummy. So they had a close encounter with some poo. Chocolate marshmallow poo covered with almonds, pecans, walnuts, peanuts, blueberrys, ants and explosive mushrooms of ancient Roman origin. We then put sonic, shadow, knuckles in small plastic bags covered in faux aligator skin. Then TBFOF sang Speed of Sound with a bottle filled with delicious yummy cheese wiz. When he finished designing birthday cakes he exploded over then he sold the excellent cakes to Israeli spies to explode them. five points for horatio if this is caught! The Israeli spies with extreme yumminess of great doom causing small hats in the shape of a sword which prods people to spontaneously combust, to lead a band in pressure points. After cleaning ELE's hairy underarms, she scratched her bum causing temproal destruction and itchless bum syndrome. Toilets flew into Horatio, injuring his only pickle. Pickle was buried in Hot Topic. Robot Bob Barker was then shot In Limetid too by Dr.Watson's hat. Emily the strange and Ruby Gloom sat inside a giant cow "pie" driving pea-shaped cars. The cow gravy was part of a very odorous, Horrid Meat Grinder. An exquisite corpse did a funky and revived itself using a Phoenix with music by anyone but Pink-Floyd and lemon-demon. Yogurt was very Stoopid after the crash made newspaper headlines, but nobody cared, because ZZ Top and the Yogurt were in the tabloids with False Accusations. Summarized, everything is Squeaky Guinea Pigs and RootBeer Floats. Flesh-eating bacteria took over, then aliens from Mars and Trent The Brunette disliked being insulted. Twenty thousand weasles saw Totoro's cat-bus arrive because he's crazy and wanted to eat club crackers, ride around town and drink rootbeer with Vera Lynn. Not to mention Bush was there wearing a makeshift lampshade made of Osama-Bin-Laden's hair and Cow poo. He was attacked and went back to the pickle and Spongbob Squarepants. Vanilla Star Hamster fails to appear in this story but writes her a screaming Howler stating that TGHL, the pesky Phoenix, was also Superman dressed in a flying carpet hat and a hairy giant toupee thingy. On his feet were marshmallow candles surrounded by magenta lightsaber weilding ninjas and invisable, massless objects. Made of balloons and filled with arsenic, TGHL's feet scratched a giant mountain made of puos pin tac and big rubber hamster swimming caps. The Mountain was named 'Mt. Whatthe after the question' and had two scraggley craggely peaks with purple cherries and Evil Teachers. Due to malfunctions roaming the landscape Arkcher The UNPIRATE, glad he wasn't a Smily, was a . Andy the Emo wrote a song about crying over life, the universe, and everything. Stupid and worthless Preppies decided murder was afoot. "OMG!!!!!!" They said. Then Jackalope Bob, suddenly felt very dead. The Preppies tried to murder MK's massive signature and smiley. Everyone hates the orange marching mosquitos that drink OJ and like to sing "Body Language" by Invision CodeRed which is not the best song or the smelliest. Some Squashed Flies destroyed the hat of assorted feces and chocolate goodness. Emily the Strange returned with Chickens fried in poo and covered with spam. Looking for a way to poo, they ate her. The beast and Dr. Hoogeywackawoowoo and her little dog too caused volcanic eruptions. Space and time were torn asunder by faceless Children with meat grinders, purple combat wombats and pogo sticks made of rotten, weezing Stick figures which smelled like Dior's Pure Poison. MK's massive signature which occupied three-hundred-eighty-two-million handicapped parking spaces, Gerald Scarfe Animations, MGM studios and Stephen King's imagination, and a monkey. The monkey died. We had monkey kill Stephen King who narrowly escaped by eating his own poisoned sunflower seed and Peter Griffin. MK's signature died and everyone rejoiced. Mk killed everyone except for Trent, TGHL and Horatio and us Hampsterdancers. Yeah, man. We decided to form The Mushroom Army. The boy with Immovable hair isnt very great. At all. So MK keelingyoudeaded Arkcher. Trent got Keelyoudead by Val hawyn who later ate Trent. MK cried because she had a broken meat-grinder. Val Hawyn vomited up Trent dramatically. He is puking a berger. Then Lynryd Skynryd performed an odd dance for Astronomy Domine and a hat. CHAPTER 2!!!! Anyways, the pickle Got Vodka'd badly by Emily, who Trentnapped Mk's crush. But we don't think about anything like Bergers, or hot Cream-of-Mushroom soup. We hope Mushroom_King likes rerererererererefried beans. Exponential AK-47s were stolen using the chaos theory by some cheese and the evil dumptruck warfare tactics. Incidentally, no-one's posting because Max is taking too long eating beef cubes to be healed through Clazzik's philosiphy. Consequently, mercury lasagna flung itself at the purple man-eating monkeys made of cow and llama poo. Philosophical underwear proposterously found MK's broken heart, and silently wept. That was wierd for Trent, so, he lieked berger, punch, and Pie with whipped cream, walnuts in fudge-sauce. Whatever, man. Instead, combo number five liked Eric Clapton. Shrunken heads flew into brick trees at the concert of The Doors. Jim Morrison said, "john, jacob, jinkelheimer-schmidt", followed by "Wrong, do it again!". A war began between cheese, squirrels, and Classic Rockers with pies. Emily joined the killing, fluffy bunny grenades exploded on Bush. That was fun. Then cheney shot and after that, we added four words and then some, without deleting quotes, bacon! Luigi's Mansion was eaten by Chuck Norris and "Weird Al" Yankovic in a contest about building man-eating contest stadium with Game Boy Advances and leprechaun flavored Megaman X Clones. They were poo, solidified, calcified poo! But that's not the least of it, if you count bumping the topic. [the bolded has been in there for a bit, horation. you fail the ultra-modding test.]

Well, I think you know my favorite subject. =O French? LOL LOL ;.; I don't even take french. pff. *pokes* WROMG ANSWER! xD LOL LOL *hands some sugar to Cheesemaster* Here you go... join me. It is cage cleaning day. I don't like cleaning cages. Two cages to clean are enough for me, i don't need to clean the giant cage complex you have. Actually it's not cleaning the cage... it is getting the tubes back together. Some of them are twisted in just the right position, and then I always mess them up during cleaning. Ah, that could be tricky. You should take some good pics of the cage complex o' doom. Tomorrow. Today I will be cleaning and will be just trying to get the tubes back together. Wait... .... you are sooooooooooooooo smart. I need to take a picture BEFORE I clean. This way I have a manual for putting it back together correctly. Good one Cheesie! *hands Cheesemaster some Oatmeal Raisin cookies, fresh from the oven* No sugar. I used honey instead. Tell me what you think please. I think that you should ask someone who could have them =O cause ya know, i would love to try them but They are in florida, I am in maryland... Sometimes I wonder. Haven't you ever heard of FedEx? DUH. As long as I have them there before midnight, they will be at your house by 10H30 in the morning. But these are cyber-cookies. oooh, these taste like binary encription! =D *hopes that is good* Better than hexidecimal, cause that is more confusing. ^.^

And no nuclear energy. Why no nuclear energy? If nukes were never discovered, then nuclear energy would not have been discovered. I wish we had nuclear energy but no nuclear weapons.

Something being... fiber? no, cause i definitely meant "time away from something else." I didn't make a poop joke, no. LOL LOL LOL No you didn't, I did. because you I definitely didn't think that someone would think of that kind of regular when i said regular. There was most totally no catching on to an implied poop joke. Definitely not. You just have not watched enough adverts on the tele! Pollute your brain some more and then you will pick up on all the advert phrases. And taking something to get regular is a favorite phrase of a few products. LOL horation, can't you tell sarcasm when I jumps and slaps you in the face with a hammer? There was a poop joke implied, i did make a poop joke, i wanted someone to think of that kind of regular. DUH........... Do you forget I am a blonde???????? You make me more aware of it from day to day. xD *wide eyes* Really? *rolled eyes* No, I was being sarcastic. *sarcasm* Are you making fun of a blonde? Well whadd'you want us to do? XD Feed me! That is an awsome response. 5000 monopoly monies for you. xD *grabs the monopoly monies and stuffs them into my pouch* Thanks. These will be great for bedding. But I said... FEED ME! Eat the paper.

Well, I have spent time with both people from my previous post involving my own relationships, and I still can't really pick one or the other. But i still feel bad about liking them both. ;.;

And no nuclear energy. Why no nuclear energy?

Something being... fiber? no, cause i definitely meant "time away from something else." I didn't make a poop joke, no. LOL LOL LOL No you didn't, I did. because you I definitely didn't think that someone would think of that kind of regular when i said regular. There was most totally no catching on to an implied poop joke. Definitely not. You just have not watched enough adverts on the tele! Pollute your brain some more and then you will pick up on all the advert phrases. And taking something to get regular is a favorite phrase of a few products. LOL horation, can't you tell sarcasm when I jumps and slaps you in the face with a hammer? There was a poop joke implied, i did make a poop joke, i wanted someone to think of that kind of regular. DUH........... Do you forget I am a blonde???????? You make me more aware of it from day to day. xD *wide eyes* Really? *rolled eyes* No, I was being sarcastic. *sarcasm* Are you making fun of a blonde? Well whadd'you want us to do? XD Feed me! That is an awsome response. 5000 monopoly monies for you. xD

Well, I think you know my favorite subject. =O French? LOL LOL ;.; I don't even take french. pff. *pokes* WROMG ANSWER! xD LOL LOL *hands some sugar to Cheesemaster* Here you go... join me. It is cage cleaning day. I don't like cleaning cages. Two cages to clean are enough for me, i don't need to clean the giant cage complex you have. Actually it's not cleaning the cage... it is getting the tubes back together. Some of them are twisted in just the right position, and then I always mess them up during cleaning. Ah, that could be tricky. You should take some good pics of the cage complex o' doom. Tomorrow. Today I will be cleaning and will be just trying to get the tubes back together. Wait... .... you are sooooooooooooooo smart. I need to take a picture BEFORE I clean. This way I have a manual for putting it back together correctly. Good one Cheesie! *hands Cheesemaster some Oatmeal Raisin cookies, fresh from the oven* No sugar. I used honey instead. Tell me what you think please. I think that you should ask someone who could have them =O cause ya know, i would love to try them but They are in florida, I am in maryland... Sometimes I wonder. Haven't you ever heard of FedEx? DUH. As long as I have them there before midnight, they will be at your house by 10H30 in the morning. But these are cyber-cookies. oooh, these taste like binary encription! =D

jOO is welcome.