Arkcher

[yippie!!! You must not let this die! darn no pickles to dodge..... ] [-stealthily lobs three pickles at Honey- Muhaha! >D] [Wait! Are those bread and butter pickles???? *catches pickles mid-air*] *dodges pickles than realizes Horatio is eating them so hands Arkcher some more pickles and runs* *calls Glowurm and the rest of the Hammie Group to start grabbing and eating more pickles* Yum! *chomps on a pickle* [gives up dodging *nibbles on pickle*] Good, aren't they? *hands a bucket of pickles for Honey's horses* *gets a microphone* Who wants stuff for their pickes? We have vegemite, some jams, some marmalades, some nuts, some seeds, some peanut butter, some chichen, some clothes for people who want to keep their pickle as a 'pet', and much, much more! [ Peanut Butter Pickles please!!!! ] [Yum! That sounds interesting! *hands Honey some Peanut Butter Pickles and points to the Pickle Pasture for her to turn her horses out into*] [*munches on pickle* Delicous! Turns out horses!!! And demands the story continues!!!! ] [Good idea... back to the story!] *~*The Grand Illusion*~* [Arkcher is in YE OLDE MISSOURI right now. Without a computer. Trust me. Do you want me to write the next part for him?] *~*The Psychedelic Luau*~* [Yeah, man. I was in YE OLDE MISSOURI alright. But i had a compy. just didnt remember the URL to 'dis here board. so i didnt come. Instead i emailed everyone telling them how boring they were and how they dont email me back any no nothing. And some other stuff. and looked up game cheats for MP:H.] [so. Okay, um. Im gonna keep thinking of stuff to put in thar.] [and Supra Vanilla MAmmal of Death or whatever your name is, thats a story for pretty well everyone in the board, so i... guess everyones in it. It makes more sense if you read the last few times i tried writing this. ah whatever. I'm makin it up as I go, so i'll remember to put'cha in there somewheres.] [i'll make this easy for you. www.hampsterdance.com Just think of Hampton and his pals, the Hampsters, dancing. We missed you, so please don't go so far away and not get in touch!!!!!!!! BTW... were you up there visiting Toto and - Kat -? Kansas is very close! ] [i know of someone even closer. ;D] [Okay... tell me who. ] [someone Lives in missouri. somewhere. You's guys are pretty vague on details. xD]

My sisters do that. Its kind of funny to watch.

[yippie!!! You must not let this die! darn no pickles to dodge..... ] [-stealthily lobs three pickles at Honey- Muhaha! >D] [Wait! Are those bread and butter pickles???? *catches pickles mid-air*] *dodges pickles than realizes Horatio is eating them so hands Arkcher some more pickles and runs* *calls Glowurm and the rest of the Hammie Group to start grabbing and eating more pickles* Yum! *chomps on a pickle* [gives up dodging *nibbles on pickle*] Good, aren't they? *hands a bucket of pickles for Honey's horses* *gets a microphone* Who wants stuff for their pickes? We have vegemite, some jams, some marmalades, some nuts, some seeds, some peanut butter, some chichen, some clothes for people who want to keep their pickle as a 'pet', and much, much more! [ Peanut Butter Pickles please!!!! ] [Yum! That sounds interesting! *hands Honey some Peanut Butter Pickles and points to the Pickle Pasture for her to turn her horses out into*] [*munches on pickle* Delicous! Turns out horses!!! And demands the story continues!!!! ] [Good idea... back to the story!] *~*The Grand Illusion*~* [Arkcher is in YE OLDE MISSOURI right now. Without a computer. Trust me. Do you want me to write the next part for him?] *~*The Psychedelic Luau*~* [Yeah, man. I was in YE OLDE MISSOURI alright. But i had a compy. just didnt remember the URL to 'dis here board. so i didnt come. Instead i emailed everyone telling them how boring they were and how they dont email me back any no nothing. And some other stuff. and looked up game cheats for MP:H.] [so. Okay, um. Im gonna keep thinking of stuff to put in thar.] [and Supra Vanilla MAmmal of Death or whatever your name is, thats a story for pretty well everyone in the board, so i... guess everyones in it. It makes more sense if you read the last few times i tried writing this. ah whatever. I'm makin it up as I go, so i'll remember to put'cha in there somewheres.] I'll make this easy for you. www.hampsterdance.com Just think of Hampton and his pals, the Hampsters, dancing. We missed you, so please don't go so far away and not get in touch!!!!!!!! BTW... were you up there visiting Toto and - Kat -? Kansas is very close! [i know of someone even closer. ;D]

[yippie!!! You must not let this die! darn no pickles to dodge..... ] [-stealthily lobs three pickles at Honey- Muhaha! >D] [Wait! Are those bread and butter pickles???? *catches pickles mid-air*] *dodges pickles than realizes Horatio is eating them so hands Arkcher some more pickles and runs* *calls Glowurm and the rest of the Hammie Group to start grabbing and eating more pickles* Yum! *chomps on a pickle* [gives up dodging *nibbles on pickle*] Good, aren't they? *hands a bucket of pickles for Honey's horses* *gets a microphone* Who wants stuff for their pickes? We have vegemite, some jams, some marmalades, some nuts, some seeds, some peanut butter, some chichen, some clothes for people who want to keep their pickle as a 'pet', and much, much more! [ Peanut Butter Pickles please!!!! ] [Yum! That sounds interesting! *hands Honey some Peanut Butter Pickles and points to the Pickle Pasture for her to turn her horses out into*] [*munches on pickle* Delicous! Turns out horses!!! And demands the story continues!!!! ] [Good idea... back to the story!] *~*The Grand Illusion*~* [Arkcher is in YE OLDE MISSOURI right now. Without a computer. Trust me. Do you want me to write the next part for him?] *~*The Psychedelic Luau*~* [Yeah, man. I was in YE OLDE MISSOURI alright. But i had a compy. just didnt remember the URL to 'dis here board. so i didnt come. Instead i emailed everyone telling them how boring they were and how they dont email me back any no nothing. And some other stuff. and looked up game cheats for MP:H.] [so. Okay, um. Im gonna keep thinking of stuff to put in thar.] [and Supra Vanilla MAmmal of Death or whatever your name is, thats a story for pretty well everyone in the board, so i... guess everyones in it. It makes more sense if you read the last few times i tried writing this. ah whatever. I'm makin it up as I go, so i'll remember to put'cha in there somewheres.]

1. wow. You do that so fitting often. its boring now. ._. 2. I do it all the time. Go ahead. ; 3.naw. 4. I dunno. 5. Go for it. 6. Who? 7. Yeah, man. Johnny Depp alright. 8. Who? 9. Who? 10. 'Tsh, Your loss if you do. and... maybe some other people. 11. How does one tiw? 12. I dunno, but I'd ask her first. 13. Uh, Looking at its poor condition, what with the in-grown nail and the swellings, cuts, blisters and bleedings, That might be a wise thing to do. O_o; 14. PRobably wont work, but go ahead. 15. naw. 16. Nope. Evil stuff. 17. I'd... rather not. 18. If you want to get clabbered back. ;D 19. Sure, why not. 20. Some of them, yeah.

Ooh, SNAP. There were animals going on to NOAH's ark, not Moses. Pay attention. >(

[Yes. Now... to think of what to write next. -bangs head on monitor several times- Its coming, its coming...]

Mah DS shall find us a campsite! >D

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. Mushroomking spazzed out when she saw a vampire pickel 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 slimey, smelly slugs And cow poo that just died. due to a/an 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 :ninja: . 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.

[Yeah, thats.... why i wrote that you did that. I dunno if MK likes pickles or not. I just decided she'd throw them at people instead.] [Except you didn't anticipate me eating all the pickles you threw.] [i only threw three of them. MK has vanished with many of the pickles in that thar story up thar. (yeah, thar is another way or saying there. Spoken like a pirate or something.)]

[Yeah, thats.... why i wrote that you did that. I dunno if MK likes pickles or not. I just decided she'd throw them at people instead.]

[-stealthily lobs three pickles at Honey- Muhaha! >D] [Wait! Are those bread and butter pickles???? *catches pickles mid-air*] [i dunno. Eat one and find out.]

1. Do you think a screwdriver will fit in my nose? 2. Zeeky Boogy Doog. 3. Where does MK keep her meat grinder? 4. Will this compy ever WORK?! ;-; 5. Jellybeans. 6. 7. Which is better, Peanut Butter or Jelly? =o 8. Are dead werewolves biodegradable? 9. Economics. 10. Think fast- How many of each animal went on to Moses' ark?

[yippie!!! You must not let this die! darn no pickles to dodge..... ] [-stealthily lobs three pickles at Honey- Muhaha! >D]

[Okay. I've made, what, four topics trying to write this story? This is another try at that one story with the big mansion house and everybody on the board, caffeine and ninjas and electircal tape and whatnot. MK reminded me about doing this without really trying, but whatever. Imma write some of this, including some of the more recent events that happened.] [This is pretty much me makin' it up as I go, but it'll give us something to do.] "Kat, 'You spose this desk could be in any more of an inconvenient place?" "I could put it on your bed, if you want me to..." "No, just... Putting your computer desk here on the diving board doesnt sound too bright to me." Arkcher gestured to Kat's computer desk that she had 'installed' by duct-taping it to the diving board of a swimming pool that had recently been added on to the Mansion. "And why not?" "Well, think about it... 115-volt electrical equipment two feet away from a large body of water with metal stuff inside of it..." "... Yeah?" "is kind of an electrical hazard." "Well where do you want me to put the compy? It needs to be some place with a cool view. You know, its like you've never been on your compy and not looked around it, wishing it was in some Dragons lair or... on an airplane or something...?" "I cant say I have. Kat, Just move the compy desk over there, or something. You can always look behind yourself and see the pool." "...... You're right!" Arkcher nodded wisely. "And with your computer over there, the line of the diving board has gotten a bit long." Arkcher motioned to the some odd 25 members in lament against Kat's computer. "... Where'd they come from!?" "Well, they kind of live here... Look, you move your compy desk, i'll be back later." Arkcher turned around and walked inside the rather large building, and enjoyed air conditioning. He was about to sit down, when he heard his name being called again. "Arkcheeeerrrr, Come over here." Somewhat annoyed, Arkcher stood up, and followed the sound of what appeared to be Mushroom_King's Voice. He found her in the kitchen, holding a Jar of Pickles. "I cant get this blasted thing open! and it wont fit in the meat grinder, neither." "You like pickles?" "Just open it, already. I got bored so I wanna go throw these at Honey or someone." "You do that." Arkcher commented as he took the jar that MK handed him. He glanced at it, noting that the lid did not appear very tight. Nontheless, he grabbed the lid, and twisted it... twisted it... kept trying... tried harder... "... How much do you really want these pickles, MK?" "I wouldnt have called you over here if I didnt need them, now would I?" "I never know with you." Arkcher stopped trying to open it, put the jar down, and closed his eyes for a moment. He opened them about five seconds later, But instead of the boring brown color that everyone was used to, his eyes were Yellow. Somewhat energetically, Arkcher reached down, picked up the jar again, and used his right arm which was not about twice its original size, quite furry, clawed, and greatly resembled that of a werewolf, and twisted the lid again. After a short amount of time, the lid finally came off, but so did the upper half of the glass jar, while the bottom half shattered, as pickles and portions of pickles, pickle juice and broken glass flew everywhere. Arkcher shook his head, his arm changed back to normal and his eyes did likewise. He glanced down at himself... "Oh, Snap. uh, MK... Heres your... pickles..." He handed the upper half of the jar to MK, and gestured to his body, "I'm gonna... go take care of these glass shards and various cuts and pickle juices." Indeed, there were multiple shards of glass here and there in his body, which was dripping with pickle juice. Arkcher stepped away, hesitated, and turned around, and looked at the still somewhat shaken MK. "Are you okay?" MK nodded, and watched Arkcher trail pickle juice and blood up the staircase. '... Kinda makes the pickles not really worth it...' MK Thought to herself, looking at the broken glass and pickles everywhere. --- Arkcher stepped out of his room with a change of clothes on, with multiple bandages underneath. He figured it'd be best not to show what had happened, if Horatio or Hampsterking had found out, then... well, they'd at least worry a lot, but Arkcher found it best to not let them know. Arkcher cringed as he stepped through the hallway, down the staircase and back to the Kitchen he was in not too long ago. MK was nowhere to be seen, but glass shards and pickle juice was still everywhere. 'I'll just..... go over here, then...' Arkcher thought aloud as he hurriedly strode into another room, and watched outside at the swimming pool, with Kat still arranging duct-tape, her computer desk and a portion of her claymore collection. Fortunately, it was further away from the water. "So, uh, Arkcher..." He jumped, turned around to see MW behind him. "Do you know anything about that pickly mess in the kitchen?" Arkcher glanced from side to side, opened his mouth to respond, but MW spoke again. "Or do those bloody glass shards in there have anything to do with the bloodstains in your shirt there?" Arkcher looked down, and indeed there were small splotches of blood seeping through his bandages on his clothes. "That? is... Ketchup. That mess in the Kitched happened when some guy I call Sue came rampaging through. He doesnt like pickles. He's a... yeah, Sue is a roll of Duct-tape. I think Kat is getting revenge by using him to stick her computer desk to the wall." "Ooh, I wanna help!" MW grinned and ran outside to put duct-tape on various objects and/or people. 'Regardless, that mess still is there. Hmm...' Arkcher stepped outside, and called for Kat. "Amid your duct-tape rampage, can you cover the Kitchen in Duct-tape? It'd look rather dashing." "Yay! More stuff to put Sue on!" Kat and MW cheered, and continued duct-taping everything in sight. Arkcher sighed, looked around, and decided it best to go back to his room and write some more.

The only problem with that is that one staff member will probably start a topic of some sort about it, then the others will come and give them the story they got, and then there'll be a huge arguement. Or if any of them has half a brain they'll ask you for what is the real story. But you can still pretend that you're seperate people. Not even someone with a whole brain can prove that Jackahoogie is Arkcher without you attesting to that, and nobody can prove the inverse without you saying so. So yeah, have fun screwing around with their minds. *wishes he knew what forum this is* But I know that horatio wouldn't let it through though. *shrugs* Well, if they would... pay attention, they'd realize that Jackahoogie and Arkcher mysteriously have the same IP adress. xD and They probably wont make a topic out of it. these guys are too busy doing other things (since I left. hah.) I doubt it, but they might... i dunno. uh, I think the lack of moderation on the other board would prove... not-so-great to you. Or Horatio. Hide your IP address. I dun have any IP Masking stuff, but if I was admin on that board, I could block them. block the IP adresses and stuff. But im not admin. and dont really want to be on that board.

The only problem with that is that one staff member will probably start a topic of some sort about it, then the others will come and give them the story they got, and then there'll be a huge arguement. Or if any of them has half a brain they'll ask you for what is the real story. But you can still pretend that you're seperate people. Not even someone with a whole brain can prove that Jackahoogie is Arkcher without you attesting to that, and nobody can prove the inverse without you saying so. So yeah, have fun screwing around with their minds. *wishes he knew what forum this is* But I know that horatio wouldn't let it through though. *shrugs* Well, if they would... pay attention, they'd realize that Jackahoogie and Arkcher mysteriously have the same IP adress. xD and They probably wont make a topic out of it. these guys are too busy doing other things (since I left. hah.) I doubt it, but they might... i dunno. uh, I think the lack of moderation on the other board would prove... not-so-great to you. Or Horatio.

I totally did that on purpose. 'Cause uh, siffy, is even cooler than spiffy! ...Yeah... Im still gonna mock you for it. xD See look, Mock mock mock mock. okay im done. Well that just means you're meerly spiffy and not siffy. XP aw, snap.

wow. Playing with these guys' heads is fun. I now have a Jackahoogie account there in addition to an Arkcher account I just re-registered. As both, im going to IM the staff telling them (seperately) a 'secret' about this comeback. Different staff members will hear a different story, one will hear that Jackahoogie and Arkcher are the same person, one will hear that Arkcher came back and likes everyone, one will hear that someone came in and registered as Arkcher as a joke (who isnt me) and one will hear what the members now think; Jackahoogie and Arkcher are different people and Arkcher came back out of boredom. This is fun. xD but I bet this is something stupid that I told you guys to not let me do. I'll keep you posted. and im ready to jump back out of any situation should it get ugly.

Haha, sounds like fun. So, are you going to come back as Arkcher sometime and basically humiliate them all? OOOooo.... that would be awsome. XD They dont know me as Arkcher, but i'll go with that anyway for secret code usage here. =o And my alternate account shall be referred to as Jackahoogie. Im gonna keep up the Jackahoogie act up as long as I can, but when they realize that im Arkcher, they'll all feel really stupid. As Jackahoogie, I asked about Arkcher and who he was, since he appears as an unregistered user, you need to register to post, and people refer to him as an admin. The response I got was; a bit watered down (This is Sue talking) : Ok. Here is what happened. I made arkcher angry because I had closed a topic because he was flaming people who own any sony equipment and systems like ps2. He got all mad and deleted his account told me to **** off and other **** saying how I make his life worse and stuff. It was really just a well bad ep on his part and will some day return if hes the not the only one who is trying to take care of this forum and such. Yeah, sue had terrible grammar and likes to exaggerate things to make me sound bad. And for the record, I had maintained my honor as an administrator and never flamed anyone. I think Sue just wanted something bad to say about me. XD You win, Arkcher. You win at life. Have 14,000,000 points. But not too long ago you told me i lose at life 'cuz I cant remember the last time I had Mountain Dew. o_o; and Now i realize... Jackahoogie is a really stupid word/name... Well now you win again. YAy!

I totally did that on purpose. 'Cause uh, siffy, is even cooler than spiffy! ...Yeah... Im still gonna mock you for it. xD See look, Mock mock mock mock. okay im done. ... mock Stealthy cheese.

*~*The Grand Illusion*~* All my Guy Freinds are either Stupid, Want to send me to the Nut House, Insane, Gay or Violent. *~*The Psychedelic Luau*~* most of my girlfriends (not as in gf/bf) are slightly crazy. scratch that, make it ALL of my girlfriends (not as in gf/bf) are VERY crazy. *~*The Grand illusion*~* All my Freinds who are Girls are either stupid, Crazy, or have glasses. *~*The Psychedelic Luau*~* Any of the girls around here are... well, sociable. The guys all seem to have rejected my friendship since I dont have a PS2, dont like Halo and they never see me at school. So the not-guys actually talk to me, though judging from what they talk about and all, i think its just an excuse for flirting. ... which is more tolerable than exile. =D

Think about it; When have we stayed on subject in a whole topic?

I totally did that on purpose. 'Cause uh, siffy, is even cooler than spiffy! ...Yeah... Im still gonna mock you for it. xD See look, Mock mock mock mock. okay im done.

Not if you are Russian. yes.